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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Olgar Shiverstone" data-source="post: 258903" data-attributes="member: 5868">Chapter 2CHAPTER 2: Strange doings in Aerolite CityThe party set out the next morning for Aerolite City, the nearest town of any size that boasted a Temple of Kraig, two days by foot from Aurora Falls.  Alton had a private spirit quest to undertake that would cost him several days of meditating and fasting; he would rejoin the rest of the group in a week at the city.  Olgar, Wodyn, Belarn, and Yuusdrail would make the trek.A group of six companions trudged down foggy, cobblestone streets.  Olgar, disoriented, didn’t recognize either the human or elf who were traveling with them, but they both seemed somewhat familiar.  Nor could he readily identify the streets on which he walked, but there was a certain familiarity with them, too.Wodyn stopped, suddenly, motioning for silence.“I heard something,” he said, “that way.”  The tall barbarian pointed down a dark alleyway, too dark for human eyes to make out any details.“Olgar, what do you see?” he asked.Olgar stepped forward and into the alleyway, squinting to make out forms in the darkness with his dwarven sight.  There was nothing – but then, he caught a twinkle out of the corner of his eye, and he turned just in time to see a blade begin to flash toward him. His feet felt like they were set in blocks of stone.  He tried to twist away – too slowly.  He felt a blade slash lightly across his throat, felt hot blood soaking down behind his armor, and then all went dark.</blockquote>

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