Men'Thar-The Lost Patriarch

[DralonXitz]

As the party dismays over the fate of their supplies, a bright light illuminates the area, almost blinding, as an old man in pure white robes approaches them. Clutching a long, white staff, he approaches Skarsus and speaks softly.

"Fear not friend, I shall take care of your steeds. You can trust me, I am a Priest of Justico, and a personal friend of Arch-Mage Brima."

 

[deadestdai]

**This guy has amazing timing. **

I.... Uhh.. The young warrior looks to his mount, not wanting to let go of her reins, yet knowing that the priest could be trusted. Afterall, he was a priest! She has a tendacy to bite if you turn away from her and are within her reach. And she doesn't like a blanket at night, you'll find a shredded rag if you leave one on her. Skarsus reluctantly handed over the reins and with a short nod of thanks to the priest, turned to look at the boat and prayed it wasn't too full of holes to make the crossing.

 

[ferretguy]

You're a quick one to trust there Horse boy... Turnin' to the priest Jus' cuz ya show up with all fancy white clothes and such we're s'posed to trust our goods to ya?Taping his chin Then again...'tain' nothin o mine ya got, so lets be gettin across this water boyo's Biting his thumb at Zar he turns his back and looks to the boat.

 

[taitzu52]

Thromgril begins to turn slightly green as the impending fate of water travel becomes more pressing. For a dwarf with an iron constitution, it seems rather odd that such a trivial thing would turn his stomach. But, resigned to his fate, he grudgingly follows the group, giving the man in white robes a distrustful look as he passes.

 

[DralonXitz]

As the five heroes pile into the boat, the man in the white robe smiles as he leads their horses and wagen off into the distance. While the party sighs at the loss of their possessions, the old farmer unties the boat and pushes them off towards the island, grinning.

"Best of luck kids, you'll need it"

The party sails across the body of water for what seems like an eternity. As the sun fades away and night overtakes it, the boat suddenly comes to a hard stop at the beach. The group hops out and finds themselves on a sandy beach, with a flat road leading straight to the Tower of Daemoria ahead of them.

 

[taitzu52]

"Land!" yells Thromgril as he throws himself to the ground, embracing it like it were his own mother. At length, he stands and dusts himself off, picking up his giant axe. "Well, there's nothing for it." and he heads down the road to the tower looming ahead of him.

 

[Vendetta]

"Now that was interesting." Zar comments off the cuff at the display of the dwarf coming at last to land and contemplating squirting him with water from one of his water skins.

 

[deadestdai]

Skarsus vaults over the side of the boat and lands sprighly in the shallows with a splash. He retrieved his shield and scanned the immediate area, looking first for threats, and then concentrating more on details of terrain, etc.

**Search +0 if needed, Spot -1 !! ^_^ **

 

[Vendetta]

Zar watches the human's display, wondering what it is about these other races that has them cut so melodramatically. Zar signs inwardly and takes the gangplank off of the ship, strolling casually along until he steps onto the dock.

 

[ferretguy]

Stepping off the boat,Ackalon smiles at Skarsus...I think there is some movement ahead captain....oh wait its just a dwarf..