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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Kishin" data-source="post: 2955206" data-attributes="member: 40956">(I apologize for the delay, folks)Izril nods his assent at the group's decision. His own opinion of the decision is unreadable, his face a focused mask of deep thought. "Very well then. Myself, Arlas, Nakaz and Edaura shall take the high road.  We shall follow Edaura's lead, given her skill in these matters. Likewise, Farsis and Breyer are both experienced woodsman, and should serve the rest of you well enough." Striding over to the group quickly, Izril extends a hand to Breyer, dropping an unremarkable black marble into the Dwarf's hands. "Crush this within your grasp if you have found the airship, or are in need of us. It bears a minor enchantment, but a useful one." The Elf explains, before rejoining his group and taking the first steps toward the uppster path. "Luck to all of you." Arlas calls over his shoulder.The right path descends in a steady slope, twisting its way about the hillside. The path is never truly precarious, but some degree of corodinated footwork is required, and occasionally, a boot quietly dislodges a clump of dirt or a handful of small pebbles, sending it skittering down the hillside. At the bottom of the trail, a larger pile of dirt and stone collects, scattered and trampled by what may have very well be recent footfalls. This path may very well not be unknown to the other denizens of the area.This suspicion is confirmed once the trail flattens itself outward once more. Up ahead, just beyond the dried remnants of the streambed, a lump of brown and black lies amidst darkly stained stones. Some feet ahead of this lump, the hills rise up again, channeling the trail into a narrow pathway dominated by the shadows of nearby mountains.Closer inspection of the body marks it to be a Hobgoblin, clad in black leathers and cloak, its flesh crisscrossed and mutilated by long, exceptionally bloody gashes. The damage is such that the creature's face appears all but unrecognizable, and one ear appears to have been completely torn from its skull. The death seems to have occurred fairly recently, the body still wet with its own life's blood.Farsis, Denihade, Ixen[sblock]While drawing near the body, you catch the barest hint of the sound of harsh, screeching birdcalls. Glancing upwards rewards you with an idea of the possible source, as a number of dark, hawklike shapes flit about overhead, almost out of sight.[/sblock]</blockquote>

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