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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Deuce Traveler" data-source="post: 5555266" data-attributes="member: 34958">The party gathered their possessions and headed southwards.  It was well into dusk by the time they had arrived on the outskirts of the ramshackle village of Boredton.  But the heroes pressed on instead of entering, intent on reaching the abode of the two boys that had started the current quest.By the time they reached the shrine and the boys' cottage it was the beginning of night, and vision was limited except for a faint light cast by the lights inside the structure.  The building was vacant, however, although Mortar saw some signs of recent busied activity.  Following the trail of kicked up dust, Mortar led the party from the front door of the abode, past the small shrine to the Lady, and to the docks that housed the boats used to ferry people to the Lady's tree on the isle in the middle of the lagoon.One of the smaller vessels was missing, and the small, broken body of Chip was found lying on the nearest dock.  His body was twisted oddly, with welts swelling in black and blue places along his skin, blood trickling from the side of his head, and an arm that was bent the wrong way and obviously broken.  A broken rake lied next to him, and was obviously the instrument used to break his bones and skin.As Elros leaned down to touch the boy the party leapt in surprise as the boy took a shuddered, rasping intake of air.  His eyes remained closed, and his breath was ragged, but somehow Chip was still alive, though barely so.  His breath remained ragged, he was still unconscious, and it was not doubtful he would survive without help.Gripped in Chip's right hand was torn, green fabric of the kind that Pan wore in his clothes.</blockquote>

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