Paths of Legend - Tragedy at Silvergard

[Amaury]

Johen hears that the others have defeated Orin. But they don't seem to take care of him.
He wants to shout to say he's still alive, only paralyzed, but his mouth wont open.

Then his limbs seem to regain mobility and more importantly he controls them again.
He manages to say: "Aaah I can move!!" He rolls over, gets on his knees and slowly stands up.
His shoulders hurt. He looks around. Death seems to accompany him a lot these days.

The tall trees moving in the wind... The calm of the forest...

Hum.. well, I shouldn't complain, I'm still alive.. he thinks as he goes inside
to recover his shortspear and to pick up his scimitar.

Whilst inside the house, he checks it out, looking for documents or objects of interest.

[sblock]search house (1d20+2=14)[/sblock]

 

[Yttermayn]

Upon regaining his mobility, Aohdan gingerly picked himself back off the ground and avoided stepping on Johen. He rummaged around the office looking for something clean to staunch the bleeding from his arm. He settled for a sheef of papers and bound them to his arm. Having taken minimal care of his own wound , and seeing that Johen was getting to his feet, he offered a hand to the druid- "Let's go see Norali..."

 

[Arkhandus]

"Well, that was worrisome. Johen and Aodhan nearly bought it, and those creatures behaved rather oddly......why were they blaming us, for example? Did some foul necromancer use illusions to mask himself as us, when cursing these poor souls with undeath?" Alaric says, walking over to inspect the foreman's corpse a bit and then the rest of the foreman's office.


(searching the foreman's office and the foreman's corpse, taking 20 for a Search of 23)

 

[shadowmask]

Corath looks at the others curiously. "What does it matter if they blamed us? We did nothing to them, except pass by." She watches Muzdum and Estelle approach the edge of the quarry.

 

[Arkhandus]

Alaric the Alchemist

"Because if someone did try to impersonate us, and trick the people here into thinking we were the ones who zombified them or whatever, then the same culprit might try to deceive others into thinking this was our doing......or deceive them into thinking the culprit's further vile deeds are also our doing. I dunno, I may be overthinking this, after all. They may have blamed us because they never saw the culprit, in which case, we'd have been the last folks they'd seen before their transformation, which might leave them thinking we'd done it." Alaric rambles on for a few moments, while checking the foreman's corpse for anything helpful or informative.

 

[Helfdan]

Valen

The ranger pomders Alaric's words for a moment. "Remember they followed us and attacked us on the road. They probably blame us because whomever did this, TOLD them to attack US." He looks at Orin's remains with sadness. "They were thus murdered and desacrated to eliminate us. Someone does not wish us to reach Silvergard."

 

[Yttermayn]

"All the more reason to get there with haste." Aohdan added to Valens remark. "Unless one of you can speak with the dead, I suggest we get to the next town and let the local law-bringers deal with it." he said with a slight sneer.

 

[Amaury]

"I still do not understand how such dark magic is possible? So many people turned into zombies in such a short time... and for us? why?" asks Johen

 

[Arkhandus]

Alaric the Alchemist

Alaric shrugs. "Who knows? And necromancy's not a sort of magic I've studied much, beyond the most rudimentary principles. I think it's best we continue onward now, it's unlikely that we could do anything for the rest of the undead workers and draft animals. We'll tell the authorities of Vedlund about it, and hopefully they can take care of it, but we have to keep moving forward. There are likely too many zombies or suchlike for us to handle."

 

[Voda Vosa]

Muzdum keeps advancing , awaiting a response from the zombies