Midnight: Peril in Arbordale
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Keia
I aim to misbehave
Mirth said:
"She can wait . . . we tried to save her and she stabbed me and disappeared. We've got wounded here and Alhadrial is still frozen. I can't heal any more and I need to help those here that need it. We can ask about the girl at the inn. Perhaps with a description, the innkeeper can help us with who she is," Darius said.
With that, he gathered what he could of his stuff together (various bandages and gear needed to tend the wounded), and made ready to return to the inn.
Toric_Arthendain
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OOC: I'm going to assume that you all decided to go back to the inn...
IC:
After stripping the weapons and armor from the dead, the group prepares to head out of the caves. Alhadrial recovers from the magic that held him still throughout the encounter with the Sarcosan and Dorn and is able to walk on his own. The group makes it out of the caves without spotting the girl.
Outside, the sky is lightening a bit, with dawn not more than an hour or two away. The snow has picked up to a steady pace, and at least six inches of the stuff is covering the ground.
The trek back to the inn is a long one, with the group arriving just after dawn, tired, hungry and cold.
Miri is in the common room, as she seemingly has been since the group arrived in town, and ushers the group into the inn. A warm fire blazes in the hearth and she begins to lay out food and drink for the group, waiting patiently for someone to tell her what has transpired.
IC:
After stripping the weapons and armor from the dead, the group prepares to head out of the caves. Alhadrial recovers from the magic that held him still throughout the encounter with the Sarcosan and Dorn and is able to walk on his own. The group makes it out of the caves without spotting the girl.
Outside, the sky is lightening a bit, with dawn not more than an hour or two away. The snow has picked up to a steady pace, and at least six inches of the stuff is covering the ground.
The trek back to the inn is a long one, with the group arriving just after dawn, tired, hungry and cold.
Miri is in the common room, as she seemingly has been since the group arrived in town, and ushers the group into the inn. A warm fire blazes in the hearth and she begins to lay out food and drink for the group, waiting patiently for someone to tell her what has transpired.
maddmic
Explorer
Kuknar looks at the old halfling and shakes his head. "I do not wish to burden you with the details, but if you really would like to know, I shall tell you. As you know, we've encountered the dead who walk at the crazed man's house. After that, we made our way to the burial grounds and followed some tracks. These tracks led us to another burial ground, one where they did NOT burn their dead. At this site, we found empty graves and more tracks. We followed the tracks into the hills and up into a cavern. We found the inhabitants of the graves there in the caves. We vanquished two humans, and one large ogre looking beast. There was a little girl who attacks our group, but she ran. One of the humans looked to be a follower of the dark one when he was alive, do you know anything of this?" With that, he takes a drink of whatever ale has been placed in front of him, and then leans back to listen to Miri's response.
Toric_Arthendain
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"Sounds like you all had quite the adventure," Miri responds after hearing Kuknar's' tale. "I don't know of this follower of the dark one you mentioned but it could very well have been one of his priests, a Legate. As for the little girl, what did she look like? I might be able to tell you if I know her with a description."
OOC: Assuming that someone gives her a description...
IC:
Miri shakes her head sadly. "That would be Sarath Clandon, daughter of Jarnath Clandon, the cobbler you met yesterday. It would stand to reason that she is also among the undead. You say she disappeared during your fight in the caves?"
OOC: Assuming that someone gives her a description...
IC:
Miri shakes her head sadly. "That would be Sarath Clandon, daughter of Jarnath Clandon, the cobbler you met yesterday. It would stand to reason that she is also among the undead. You say she disappeared during your fight in the caves?"
Thrarn Iranorn
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Thrarn staggers into the inn and slumps down into a chair, burying his face in his arms that he has folded on the table. Taken several deep breaths and winces in pain, he tries to regain his composure. After a moment he pops his head up as takes a long drink of his ale. After that he wipes his mouth and speaks
"I told you that we could not trust that girl." [/font] He again buries his face in his arms trying to get a little rest.
"I told you that we could not trust that girl." [/font] He again buries his face in his arms trying to get a little rest.
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