Paths of Legend - Tragedy at Silvergard


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To Aodhan, Alaric says "No, this is a good deal different from telling a human child to go somewhere alone. And it has already been traveling alone for a while now, obviously. I don't think it'd want to follow us around for the next several weeks or months just on the off chance that we find someone who can help it. I don't think he or she is likely to know anything about the place we're going to or the other strangeness lately."

After that, he tells Norali "No, we need your help on our journey. I'm sure the dragon will be fine on his or her own. It's not like orcs wander near the capitol of Azgund, it shouldn't have to worry about random attacks. It can fly away from any zombies, and I'm sure it can smell their stench soon enough to get away. I'm giving Shraezek a note to take with him or her, and he or she should be fine...."

Finally, to the dragon, he just says in Draconic "You can take this note with you, and just go where I told you. It should be fine. You can rest here until morning if you like, and maybe my friends can heal your injuries a bit more after that."
 

Aohdan replied to Alaric. "You have a point regarding its abilities to survive alone. Still, it can't hurt to ask if it knows anything. T'would be folly not to at least ask."
 

"I concur with Aohdan.. maybe he can help us understand what's happening..." adds Johen.

"We need to move and fast! We don't know how many they are and if they are orcs
 

Alaric sighs. "Fine. But you all are the wilderness experts, so if we're moving camp or something, it's up to you to figure out where we'll move to."

In Draconic, he asks the dragon "Shraezek, do you know anything about a place called Silvergard, or about the undead creatures that have been causing trouble recently?"
 


The Afflicted Dragon

Shraezek ponders Alaric's question for a moment, "Shraezek is not knowing about silver guards. Maybe if human tells Shraezek what the silver is guarding? Undeads, though..." The dragon shudders a bit, "Shraezek's sees orc-humans with long blades, leading groups of walking dead things. They go to attack orcs."

Meanwhile, as the others are getting ready to move camp, a voice calls out, "Hail to the camp!" The voice belongs to the figure Valen noticed scouting about the other camp. As he enters the firelight, the group notes that he is elven, bow out and nocked, but lowered.

"I am no enemy, I come seeking...oh my, a centaur! And a dragon!"

The Necropolis

William and Estelle had traveled far since leaving Vedlund. In that time, Estelle's nightmares had gotten steadily worse, preventing the two from forming a bond that perhaps they both desired but did not acknowledge. Estelle seemed drawn in this direction, walking feverishly toward something with William having all he could do just to follow and keep her safe.

Finally, cresting a small rise in the cliffside trail, the pair found themselves looking upon a city of darkness and death, the Necropolis.

The city was mobilized for war. Columns of animated skeletons and zombies, led by half-orcs bearing scythes, marched from the city into the eastern steppes where only orcs were rumored to dwell.

Estelle left William behind then. The answer to her affliction, or perhaps her birthright, lay within those foreboding walls, but she would not permit William to follow. She made him swear to bring news of the armies of death to their former companions and to Azgund. Though they didn't threaten Azgund, the fact that they marched could not be a coincidence with what had happened to the companions at the stone quarry.

And thus, William was alone. The journey back the way they had come was long and treacherous and something...a hunch based on the geography of this place...led him to believe that this cliffside path he found himself on might lead to a shortcut. And to his right, the carved stairs leading down to the Necropolis...and Estelle.
 

"Who are you? Our intentions are peaceful but we will defend ourselves if troubled!" asks Johen. He adds in Sylvan: "I am a friend of the Forest. If you are, then we are friends.."

The Tureni Druid then quickly checks the behaviour of Shraezek and he's ready to intervene if something turns serious.
 
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Aohdan reacts immediately, having had quite enough of surprises today. He quickly draws his sword again and trots towards the newcomer, slowing as he nears. His face is a scowl, but his posture is ready rather than aggressive. His scowl deepens as the elf becomes distracted from his original line of speech.

OOC: So, William is coming back?
 

Alaric just stays where he is, waiting. He's already got his materials together and can cast a spell if he needs to, but for now he doesn't expect it to be necessary. 'It would be nice if I could just sleep uninterrupted for a change,' he thinks ruefully.
 

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