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<blockquote data-quote="stonegod" data-source="post: 3783436" data-attributes="member: 36973"><p><em>20 Far, Zaranthyr 998 YK</em></p><p><span style="font-size: 9px"><span style="color: slategray">[HPs restored as w/ a nights rest; new spells can be chosen, etc.]</span></span></p><p></p><p>The dawn as overcast, as normal, and frost clung to every pane in the old building. The group's sleep was restless, echoes of the memories thrust into their head playing over again. But one thing was certain---if they did not find the Green Crone, they knew where she would be tomorrow night.</p><p></p><p>At the top of Lysaga Hill. Waiting.</p><p></p><p>No carpets of bats awaited the group this morning, only the deep frost. From her window, the Pale Lady could see the white-touched bear curling up against the well. It was given a wide berth by any of the caravan, and townspeople gave the 'v'-sign any time they had to go near to get water. Ashlyn found the morning as she normally did---in prayer, reading herself for one more day. Tessa was also praying, praying to the Host to let her understand what was going on---to stop the madness growing around them. And Jarrith---all the Stalker was concerned with was the fur on his tongue and the hammers of some hellish tiny warforged that danced wickedly in his brain.</p><p></p><p>Downstairs, they passed the room where Mateusz and his scribes were working. The slavishly clean archivist looked annoyed, most likely peeved at the Tome's continued absence. But a surprise waited. Sir Urik, seated at a table, enjoying a large breakfast that most likely put the timid innkeeper out of sorts. And on his shoulder---another raven, the spitting image of Hurrn. As some of the party comes down, he looks up, a smile on his face and a tankard of something in his hand.</p><p></p><p><span style="color: Olive">"Ah, friends! It is good to be seeing you alive again today! For any day you are alive is another day to fight! Please, sit! Join Hurrn and I as we welcome another day to eat and taste and live!"</span></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="stonegod, post: 3783436, member: 36973"] [i]20 Far, Zaranthyr 998 YK[/i] [size=1][color=slategray][HPs restored as w/ a nights rest; new spells can be chosen, etc.][/color][/size][color=slategray][/color] The dawn as overcast, as normal, and frost clung to every pane in the old building. The group's sleep was restless, echoes of the memories thrust into their head playing over again. But one thing was certain---if they did not find the Green Crone, they knew where she would be tomorrow night. At the top of Lysaga Hill. Waiting. No carpets of bats awaited the group this morning, only the deep frost. From her window, the Pale Lady could see the white-touched bear curling up against the well. It was given a wide berth by any of the caravan, and townspeople gave the 'v'-sign any time they had to go near to get water. Ashlyn found the morning as she normally did---in prayer, reading herself for one more day. Tessa was also praying, praying to the Host to let her understand what was going on---to stop the madness growing around them. And Jarrith---all the Stalker was concerned with was the fur on his tongue and the hammers of some hellish tiny warforged that danced wickedly in his brain. Downstairs, they passed the room where Mateusz and his scribes were working. The slavishly clean archivist looked annoyed, most likely peeved at the Tome's continued absence. But a surprise waited. Sir Urik, seated at a table, enjoying a large breakfast that most likely put the timid innkeeper out of sorts. And on his shoulder---another raven, the spitting image of Hurrn. As some of the party comes down, he looks up, a smile on his face and a tankard of something in his hand. [COLOR=Olive]"Ah, friends! It is good to be seeing you alive again today! For any day you are alive is another day to fight! Please, sit! Join Hurrn and I as we welcome another day to eat and taste and live!"[/COLOR] [/QUOTE]
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