Midnight: Peril in Arbordale


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Returning with Calog, Elidur pulls himself up into the saddle and looks down at the others, [norther]"Agreed, then. Less talk, more hunting. Anyone want to ride with me?"[/norther]
 

The trip back to Jarnath's is uneventful. The night remains very cold and windy, blowing the light dusting of very dry snow that covers the ground around. Visibility is reduced because of the blowing snow. The houses and businesses in the village are still closed up tight, and fewer lights can be seen through the shutters and under the cracks of doorways than when the group passed by half an hour earlier on the way to the inn.

Back at Jarnath's, the tracks of the Fell are located but are quickly being erased by the blowing snow. In fact, the trail is lost within yards of the house, blowing snow having completely obliterated them.

Knowing that the graveyard is just a little ways to the north of the village, the group heads that way. Not a single person, living or otherwise, is spotted roaming the village. After a ten minute trek, the standing stones that can only be the Dornish graveyard are spotted about sixty feet away through the poor visibility of blowing snow.
 

Summoning his strength, Kuknar grits his teeth and braces himself against the weather. Readying his weapon, he approaches the graveyard less cautious than most, but with an open eye.
 

Using his almost-elven eyesight, Elidur leans down in Calog's saddle and searches the snow-blown darkness for any sign of movement.
 

Darius drew his bow from over his shoulder, allowing his elven eyesight to illuminate the area for him. One hand remained free, ready for invoking if necessary.

Darius tried to remember any tales or lore of Dornish gravesights that might be prudent to know as he approached.
 


OOC: Not a bad idea to put the characters in a thread in the Rogues Gallery. Makes them easier to find when needed. If everyone would go ahead and copy their characters into that thread that Thrarn started, I would appreciate it. Thanks Thrarn!

IC:
Kuknar makes his way towards the graveyard, while pulling out his weapon and scanning the snow-swept landscape. Elidur slows his mount and peers into the darkness, looking for signs of movement but sees nothing aside from his companions. Darius and Thrarn both ready their bows as Darius also tries to spot anything that appears out of the ordinary. From this distance (60 feet) and in these conditions, nothing is seen moving in or around the graveyard.

The only things that Darius can recall about Dornish graveyards is that they burn the bodies on pyres inside rings of standing stones, until there is nothing left, not even bones. The ashes are then spread inside the standing stones. It is a very effective way of dealing with the dead to ensure that they do not return from the dead as Fell.

Moving a bit closer, say to within 30 feet, the group can see that the standing stones are not very elaborate. They are columns of stone, standing about ten to twelve feet tall. The ring of stones is about 200 feet in diameter. Nothing can be seen inside the ring of stones. Dornish funeral pyres are simply piles of very combustible materials, mainly wood, that are consumed in the burning of the body. Hence, there is no actual permanent structure inside the ring of stones. The ground inside is just the same as that outside, snow covered. The ashes of generations of Arbordale's dead are certainly a part of the ground beneath the snow.

Beyond the graveyard, a small, thickly-wooded area can be seen. Aside from the standing stones, it is the only terrain feature in the vicinity that is of interest.
 

Kuknar kicks a bit of snow in frustration. "I know Miri said that these Dorn burn their dead so that they do not walk again. What confuses me is I don't remember any burn marks on those which we fought." Kuknar then begins to make his way to the wooded area. "If something did come from here, perhaps it went through the wood. If so, then perhaps it's tracks are still visible since they may be protected from the wind."
 

Thrarn stares at Kuknar with a thoughtful look. Since he did not go into the Inn to hear Miri talk about burning the bodies, this is the first time he has heard about it. He then asks [/I]“If they burn their dead normally, why wasn’t the body of Jarnaths wife burned after they found her dead? I wonder if someone is not telling us something.”[/I] Remembering how his family was betrayed in the past, he is now finding it hard to trust the people in this town. Trying to shake off these thoughts and give Miri the benefit of a doubt, he growls “Since we are here I agree with Kuknar, we might as well have a look at those trees over there. Maybe there is a graveyard in there that we haven’t heard about.”
 
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