Midnight: Peril in Arbordale

[d20Dwarf]

Alhadrial

Norther: Best not draw steel in here, Elidur...it might send the old man over the edge....let's search quietly for the girl and then visit the graves.

Meanwhile I'll see what I can do to fix the man's broken window.

STA: I'd like to go back to the child's room, and if the window is not too broken I'd like to use mending on it to fix it. Can't have people mistaking my wariness for a lack of compassion.

 

[Keia]

'Death will come for me soon?' I wonder if he knows for certain. Perhaps we should watch over him this eve. If he's not in danger, I think he could be a danger to others, even to himself, Darius thought.

Darius gave a long look to Jarnath, hoping to come up with some way to help the man - though if he wanted no help that may be a problem.

"Is there anything we can do to help you or your family, Jarnath," Darius asked.

Darius listened to Thrarn, his friend and nodded his head in agreement. Exploring a graveyard at night, maybe I should have my head examined. Regardless, there could be clues, and if the dead are moving, now would be the time to see for certain, Darius thought.

 

[maddmic]

Kuknar looks at the others as they mention the walking dead. Not understanding northern, he assumes that something bad is happening when a blade is drawn. His hand drifts towards his axe as he keeps an eye out the window. He mumbles something unintelligible and then speaks up to nobody in particular. "Fell huh? Not something I was hoping to see on my journey. I prefer to hunt what I can kill and know will not return. This man is indeed crazy, but perhaps we should stay the night here as things seem to be a bit unpredictable."

 

[Thrarn Iranorn]

"I agree that we need to protect this man. It is probably going to just be a matter of time before something comes for him. However, others may die in his stead if we do not go out and find what is going on. We cannot stay here forever.
Our options arent that great as I see it, but we must make a decision. We can take him with which will hinder us, we can stay here and wait to see if anything comes for him, or we can split up. I dont like any of them but we need to decide what we want to do, and we need to do it now. I dont think waiting until morning is a good thing"
Thrarn again looks around at the others for some more input. Then speaks again.
"We could also see if we can get him to stay at the Inn with Miri."

 

[Toric_Arthendain]

Alhadrial uses a bit of his magic to repair the broken glass of the window leading into Jarnath's daughter's bedroom.

As everyone else discusses how to proceed, Jarnath continues to sit in his rocking chair, staring vacantly into the now blazing fireplace.

Kuknar, who is still standing near the front door that he locked a short time ago, hears something scratching on the door, followed by something rattling the door softly, trying to open it.

Back in the little girl's bedroom, Alhadrial hears something scraping about under the windowpane and sees a brief shadow pass in front of the glass. Outside, night has taken hold. It is very dark and inside the house, only the blazing fire provides light.

As if hearing what Kuknar and Alhadrial have heard, Jarnath turns towards the group and says, "They've come..." A look of resignation passes over his face and he makes no move to get up from his chair.

 

[maddmic]

In response to the crazy man, Kuknar announces in a loud voice. "Yes, they are here. One at my door. Are there any others?" That said, Kuknar unlimbers his waraxe, steps back from the window, and readies himself for whatever comes through the door.

 

[Thrarn Iranorn]

"Just as I thought" Thrarn blurts out as the door handle moves. Drawing his bow, he takes aim on the door waiting for it to be forced open. Assuming Alhadrial is still in the girls room, he states "Alhadrial, you should get in here with the rest of us. Prepare yourself if anything comes through that window."

 

[d20Dwarf]

(Just because I'm an elf doesn't mean I use the girls room ).

Alhadrial draws his twin blades and tries to call to mind the snow elven rites for disposing of the walking dead.

Ready in here, he says, placing himself away from the window and where he can see into the adjoining room.

 

[Sir Osis of Liver]

Dane Swift

"Awww, crap! you have got to be kidding me." Dane draws his short sword and walks over to take a look into the cobbler bedroom.

 

[Mirth]

Good thing I didn't put my sword away... Elidur muses for a moment, gripping his blade with both hands. [elven]"It's too crowded in this room, I'm coming to join you, Alhadrial![/elven] the Dorn calls out. Before leaving, he turns to the others, [norther]"Remember, once Fell, always Fell, there is no coming back... that and they don't like bright, harsh light"[/norther] he glances down at the fireplace before making his way into the hallway.