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Message: <blockquote data-quote="megamania" data-source="post: 6870088" data-attributes="member: 9255">THE MORGRAVE ADVENTURES“05 ELDEEN”SEGMENT 43“TAYLOR WELDER: SURVIVOR”04/03/16 VULT 22, 1000   ROCK SLIDE IN ELDEENThey are quiet as they pack up their equipment and put out the campfire.  There is a light frost on the ground.  If it bothers them, no one says so.Kar-Draith feels lonely.  He is the last survivor of the original group.  First Ronin is killed by a tree and now Hardfist is killed by savage Feral gorillas.  It’s not fair.They follow the road.  She knows she is close.  She pulls out the map which she has not looked at since being in Sharn a month ago.   As she unfolds it, Charger stops.   Kar-Draith, now paranoid of death, draws his bow and looks down the trail.A lone old man to slowly walking up the trail.  He wears a blue vest and jacket and uses a staff to walk along.  He seems to be mumbling to himself.  Occasionally, he will suddenly stop and peer into the woods.  He is obviously afraid of something within the woods.He spots you and waves a greeting.  None is returned.“Where did he come from?” asks the paranoid lizardfolk assassin.“Seems to be traveling alone.” Answers the halfling artificer.  Gears nods to agree while watching the forest edge also.“Should I run him down?” asks Charger.The old man puts his arms out away from his body as a show of peace and not wishing to do harm.  He stops and allows them to come closer.“Good day.  I am Master Welding-  Taylor Welding.”The group spread out so to make a harder target to strike down if he should attack.  (There are rumors of fiends running wild in the forest in the past year)“I am Diana Springfire.  This is Gears.  These two travel with me- Kar-Draith and Charger.  Why travel alone in such a dangerous area of the forest?”“Until yesterday, I traveled with a small adventurers group like yourselves.  But Hill Howlers attacked and only I lived to flee.”“Hill Howlers?” questions the Lizardfolk.“Hairy large humanoids with clawed hands and feet.   They attack until they get something to take away.““Hardfist….” Kar-Draith whispers.“We too have faced those creatures and lost a member to them.” Answers Diana.  “Where are you from?”“Aundair.  And you?”“Sharn- Morgrave University to be exact.”“I have heard many things about Sharn and it’s biggest university.  Some of it very good.   But how does that place you here?”“We work for a professor there.  There are ruins near here that another explorer was said to be investigating.  This explorer had clues to something or somewhere he researches.”The old man looks them over and scratches his chin.  “I knew of a hidden entrance to below ground structures near here.   For the safety of your company I can show you the entrance.”The three employees huddle up and discuss it for a few minutes then return.  “Is it nearby?”“Yes- within a few hours of here.”Diana looks over her shoulder.  This could be it.  “Agreed then.”“May I ride the paladin’s horse.   I could rest my old legs that way.”“paladin?” she asks.“It is a large horse.  Very large.  The most likely person to ride such a well-sized animal is a warrior in plate armor.  Am I wrong?”Kar-Draith nearly falls off his horse hissing.  The lizardfolk no longer considers him a threat.“No.  Hardfist was just a …… big guy.  He was a goliath.”“I have heard of them.  From the Ironroot mountains?”“I believe so.”“Interesting.”</blockquote>

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