Paths of Legend: The Journey

[crazy_monkey1956]

Gerrol eyes Estelle with suspicion, "We reopened eight days ago. When was the last time you were here?"

OOC: shadowmask may be returning to the realm of PbP at some point soonish (a month or so more than likely). She's considering playing Corath in her current form, which would make things quite interesting.

 

[ethandrew]

Estelle notes the suspicion in the foreman's voice and on his face, "It would've been several months past, my friends and I were attacked by some of the workers and the old foreman, actually. This time around has been much more pleasant," she states with a cold smile. "How are the roads ahead? Any dangers I should be aware of?"

That would definitely change the dynamics a bit. They can communicate, can't they? At least telepathically? Bring it on, I say.

 

[crazy_monkey1956]

Gerrol's eyebrows raise a bit, "You were part of that incident? What is your name, if I may ask?"

OOC: Currently, Corath can only communicate via empathy (emotional urges and impulses). She'll gain power (and better means of communicating) as her wielder does.

 

[ethandrew]

Now it's Estelle's turn to eye the foreman suspiciously, "Yes, I was a part of that incident. And my name is Estelle. But I ask again, are the roads ahead safe? I need to make quick travel to Azgund."

 

[crazy_monkey1956]

Gerrol eyes Estelle narrowly, "According to the reports Lord Ezra recieved, the Adventurer's Guild reported all members of that expedition accounted for. Specifically, the one named Estelle was reported to have returned to the capital two weeks ago."

His gaze shifts to the road beyond, "The road is safe enough, though we're still left with the question of who you are."

 

[ethandrew]

Sighing impatiently Estelle continues, "I just told you I'm - wait, what?" She looks hard at the foreman. "Did you just say Estelle returned to the capital two weeks ago?" She stops all movements and stands there frozen in thought, concern and confusion on her face.

"This makes no sense. I have to go now," she states his under breath as she urges the horse forward, ignoring the foreman's final question.

 

[crazy_monkey1956]

Estelle leaves the quarries behind and soon comes into the vineyard estates to the east of the capital. Night begins to fall as she nears a large, fenced in mansion, with a barking dog making the horse skittish. A young man of about 16 is busy in the yard finishing up his evening chores and yells at the dog to shush. The dog ignores the boy and continues barking.

 

[ethandrew]

Trying her best to calm the horse down, Estelle looks at the manse with a longing only the weary possess. She wasn't an accomplished horse-rider, so her first full day left her sore and bruised, and she knew it would be worse tomorrow. A night's rest would do her and her horse some good, especially if the rest were in a bed. She had been on the road a long time, mostly on foot, so the comfort of bed was too much to resist.

She attempted to raise her voice over that of the barking dog, "Boy, you, boy." She waits until she has his attention, "I have need of a room and a stable for my horse."

 

[crazy_monkey1956]

The boy runs up to the house, emerging a moment later with a middle aged fellow, apparently the boy's father.

The man approaches the fence and grabs the dog's leather collar and leashing it, then handing the leash off to his son, "Take him out back."

The boy pulls the still barking dog toward the back of the house. The man eyes Estelle, "I'm not usually inclined to take in strangers, miss. Too many bad experiences with those Adventurers' Guild louts, some of them no better than highway bandits."

 

[ethandrew]

Estelle nods in understanding, "I intend to leave early in the morning, I have a full day of riding ahead of me tomorrow and I mean to start before the day gets warm. If you have a room and maybe some food, I have a little coin." She turns and begins to riffle through her pack, half hoping and expecting the man to stop her.