Midnight: Peril in Arbordale

[Sir Osis of Liver]

Dane Swift

Dane rubs his hands together quickly to warm them up, "Sure we may as well."

 

[Mirth]

[norther]"Jarnath seemed to hope that his wife would return to him, so mayhaps he didn't bury her,"[/norther] Elidur suggests. [norther]"We should have described the other Fell and asked Miri if she knew who they were and how they may have risen. If our look around the wood doesn't pan out, then we can go back and see what she has to say."[/norther]

 

[Keia]

Darius nods his agreement to the others, unwilling to speak at the moment in the sacred burial grounds of the Dorns. Darius keep a sharp eye out for anyhting unusual.

 

[Toric_Arthendain]

The group cautiously enters the small, wooded area. The trees are densely packed and Elidur is forced to dismount and walk, leading Calog by the reins. The trees might once have been part of a larger wood or forest but the logger's axe and the incursion of the forces of the Shadow have seen to making it now nothing more than a tiny wooded area.

After about ten minutes of moving through the woods, a clearing is spotted up ahead, about 30 feet away. Entering the clearing, an area of churned earth is immediately spotted at the edge of the clearing to the right, about ten feet away. It appears to be a shallow hole with dirt thrown haphazardly around the rim of it. About ten feet further away from that, another such area of churned earth is spotted. Taking a look around the entire clearing, which is approximately sixty feet in diameter, additional areas of churned earth and shallow holes can be seen.

 

[Sir Osis of Liver]

Dane Swift

"Awww, no! Looks like someone has been praciticing a differnt kind of burial ritual." Dane pulls out his short sword and looks areound nervously, "I guess we better get a closer look."

 

[Keia]

Darius relaxes his arms from his bow for a mooment or two, then again draws the bow. His interest in the area in to look up into the trees to see if any are waiting to close a trap.

"Looks like an ideal place for trouble, yes?" Darius half-asked as he looked up into the trees surrounding the churned earth.

 

[Thrarn Iranorn]

"I wonder if there is one person responsible for burning the bodies? Maybe a priest in the town? One that is fooling the townfolk into believing that he is burning the bodies, when in fact he is placing them here."

 

[Mirth]

[norther]"How many open graves are there?"[/norther] Elidur asks as the holes come into view. [norther]"Is it an equal number to the Fell we defeated back at the cobbler's? If there are more, than there may be other undead about... Are there any more graves that haven't been disturbed? If so, we should dig up the bodies now and drag them back to the circle for burning."[/norther]

 

[maddmic]

Kuknar looks around and sniffs the cold air. He looks at each grave in turn before going anywhere. He begins to count the number of holes and compares them to the number of fell that they fought. Sniffing again, he turns to the group. [Trader's Tongue]"Yes, something is very bad here."[/Trader's Tongue] He then begins to move towards the graves to inspect them with his axe readied.

 

[Mirth]

OOC: BUMP!