Once Upon a Rheim (Erekose13 Judging)

[Someone]

"Aren´t you sure you don´t want to try to awaken him? I can´t understand how´re you going to rest without knowing who´s been taken away" says Nodis.

 

[El Jefe]

"Aren´t you sure you don´t want to try to awaken him? I can´t understand how´re you going to rest without knowing who´s been taken away" says Nodis.

Oirhandir surveyed the sleeping man, finally at rest after the rude injury done to his body. "We'll have to take him back to camp, anyway", declared the elf. "If he wakes during the journey, I won't hesitate to ask. But we won't be able to do much about anything before the dawn, and he'll need rest to be much use to us beyond answering a handful of questions. I won't wake him for now."

 

[Someone]

"Your call" shrugs Nodis.

 

[Corwyn]

"Back to the camp it is"
Aiken turns to go get his horse.

 

[Bront]

The party returns to camp, and the rest of the night passes uneventfully, but awakening proves hard for most of you, as you lost a good 90 minutes of night or more due to the fire. The man awakens after the rest of you, and seems a bit scared till he spots Oirhandir and calms down.

 

[El Jefe]

The man awakens after the rest of you, and seems a bit scared till he spots Oirhandir and calms down.

Oirhandir looked at the survivor with pity. How many friends had he lost last night? Finally, he spoke. "Please...come have breakfast with us. Last night must have been awful, you were nearly dead before I healed you." He paused, letting that sink in, before continuing. "Hard as it is, you must tell us your tale. Some of us know of Lord Valdor, and it grieves us to hear of the loss of his men. Who was with you, what happened? Sit with us, and speak, for I would know what has happened and what must be done." Oirhandir beckoned to the meal that Nodis had prepared.

 

[Bront]

The man drinks some water, and gets a little bit of color back. He begins to tell his story,"It was just a wagoneer and a guard for each wagon. Nothing a bandit would realy want anyway, just cloth and clothing. Oh, Lord Valdor is going to be so upset. This will be the second caravan he's lost in two weeks. But these brigands were merciless. It took them no time at all to take out most of us, and when we surrendered, they just started killing. I recall the flaming arrows, and them pouring oil on the carts before one drove a blade through me. I've never heard of such bandits. I had though the Rheim guards had taken care of the roads."

 

[El Jefe]

"It was just a wagoneer and a guard for each wagon."

At this, Oirhandir nearly collapsed in relief. He barely heard the rest of the man's story. Valdor and Scarlet, oh, sweet Scarlet, were safe. It had been in the back of his mind for hours, yet he dare not think it...what if...what if Valdor and Scarlet had been with this caravan? They had traveled together to Covington, hadn't they? And there were business associates of a sort...her family's cotton, and his skill at weaving and tailoring it. Well, no matter now. Someone had it out for Valdor...or perhaps he was just vexedly unlucky...but either way he was safe at his estates, as was Oirhandir's beloved.

The elf had planned on getting direction's to Scarlet's plantation as soon as he drew near Rheim, but this changed everything. Oirhandir felt obligated to break the news to Lord Valdor, and to offer his services in putting an end to this band of murderers. Hadn't he killed, or at least watched his companions kill, Phineas for less? True, he would have spared Phineas had he the chance. He hoped he could summon the restraint to keep from killing these murderers should they be at his mercy, and took some comfort in knowing that it would be unlikely that men such as these would ever seek mercy.

"Come", he instructed the man. "Once we have finished breakfast, you must take me to your master. I know him well, but have never been to his lands, so you must show me the way. We will return what goods of his can be saved, and tell him the awful news. You can ride with me, or with one of the others if they please. 'Twill be a burden for Hiriloce, my steed, but one he can bear for a day or two without injury. Now eat, drink, and regain your strength, for once we are through here we must make haste to your master."

 

[Bront]

"Well, if we push it, we might make it by nightfall, but I'm in no condition to walk such a distance," he says. "Where do you know Lord Valdor from?"

 

[Someone]

"One thing before we march, however. Did you see if any of the bandits fell? We saw markings, as if two bodies had been dragged. Maybe those were bandts being taken away from the battle, or maybe two of your companions." says Nodis