Paths of Legend - Tragedy at Silvergard (Vol 2)

[Yttermayn]

After gathering his new armor, Aohdan met up with Johen and his other companions. "As for me, I vote to accept the Abeil's help. Who knows what sort of difficulties we will encounter in that tunnel, particularly for me! I am no tunnel creature!"

 

[Voda Vosa]

Muzdum seems fascinated by his new abeil breastplate. He can't take his eyes out of himself. He keeps patting it and testing it's texture. When the subject of flying was mentioned, however, he rises his glance to look at each one of the present with a frown. "Ah' like caves. Flying was uncomfortable fer me, Ah' like when ma' feet feel the ground" he stomps lightly in the ground.

 

[Amaury]

Johen was expecting Muzdum's answer and smiles before replying jokingly: "My friend, think about it: in your old days, you could open a inn and name it.. 'The Flying Dwarf'! Eh eh.. That would be an instant hit!"

 

[Arkhandus]

Alaric pats Muzdum on the shoulder and says, in rough Dwarven, "Don't worry, we won't let the bees drop ya, an' we'll return t' Azgund on foot. We just wanna get t' Silvergard quicker after wastin' s'much time 'round 'ere. Can't let things get even worse wit' the undead problem 'fore we get there t' do somethin' 'bout it."

 

[Voda Vosa]

"Aye.. ye two be right. Ah' only hope ta make enough money ta open an inn. Flyin' it is then" the dwarf says happily. At this point, an Abeil gulps.

 

[Helfdan]

Valen Sablewood

[sblock=ooc]Apologies for my IC silence, this week was rough. I'll be blabbing along as usual now [/sblock]

The young ranger also spent most of the time in the Abeil Hive-City by himself, looking around the wondrous place and trying to learn something of their ways. He did spend time, of course, practicing the sword, axe, and other weapons with Muzdum, and he could see their skills were rapidly improving. At times, he could also be seen sharing a companionable silence with Aleera, though not once did he intrude on what he knew were most complicated thoughts.

He happily joins the others when he is told of William's recovery. Under his green cloak he now wears a shirt of cleverly crafted chain mail, with an exotic patterned leather borders at its hem, neck, and sleeves.

"There is an added advantage to this approach: any waiting foes will never expect such an arrival."

 

[Jemal]

Once reunited with his companions, William shares some of his... 'news'.
"I don't know where to begin, but I believe we have a serious problem, far beyond what we set out thinking. The Shadow Knight himself was in there with us.. he saved me from Azilyk and showed me something terrible. The army of the dead was on the march.. but it wasn't marching against men, it was marching against something even worse than itself. Something dark, evil, and alien" He stops then, a look of horror crossing his face as he thinks of Estelle, wondering if she was at that battle... or if that 'vision' was of things to come.

 

[Voda Vosa]

"Fantastic, now tha' we 'r done with tha' snake woman, we have somethin' tha' even undead fear! Ah' can't wait for tomorow new..." Muzdum grumbles.

 

[Yttermayn]

"Let's not waste any time, then. I too have had a vision that showed me dire things. We should head to the plateau as soon as everyone is at full strength."

 

[shadowmask]

As the others gather, an elven woman wearing leather armor approaches. She glides across the wax floor, red-gold hair flowing behind her. Seeing William up and about, her green eyes brighten and she smiles. "Welcome back, William. We were worried." Corath's voice wobbles a bit on the last, overcome with emotion. Taking a breath, she looks at the others. "We're ready, then?"