The Ancient Paths - Path I
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~ The Adventurers ~
"I didn't send anyone in..." He looks to the caped Justiciar leaning against a rocky outcrop by the entrance to Logbrag's cave. "Who besides the dwarves passed?"
"None. I think you are mistaken, Thayan," the Justiciar easily places Nae'talis' stance, decoration, and features to the wizard's dismay.
"A name. Did the soldier give a name?" the lieutenant almost leans forward, waiting for Nae'talis' answer. Something is oddly familiar about the man.
"I be a bearded gnome iffin he weren't you," Sunder says and spits so there isn't any confusion of his heritage. The lieutenant cocks a worried eyebrow at the others.
"I didn't send anyone in..." He looks to the caped Justiciar leaning against a rocky outcrop by the entrance to Logbrag's cave. "Who besides the dwarves passed?"
"None. I think you are mistaken, Thayan," the Justiciar easily places Nae'talis' stance, decoration, and features to the wizard's dismay.
"A name. Did the soldier give a name?" the lieutenant almost leans forward, waiting for Nae'talis' answer. Something is oddly familiar about the man.
"I be a bearded gnome iffin he weren't you," Sunder says and spits so there isn't any confusion of his heritage. The lieutenant cocks a worried eyebrow at the others.
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Nae'talis resists the urge to bring a hand up to his hairline, where his tattoos are just barely covered, at the announcement of his blood by the Tyrran. He regards the lieutenant stonily instead.
"It would appear that you have a twin wandering about, Lieutenant," he states. "This one speaks the truth," he adds, pointing to Sunder.
"It would appear that you have a twin wandering about, Lieutenant," he states. "This one speaks the truth," he adds, pointing to Sunder.
If anyone had bothered to look, Hildor's was grinding his teeth. Hrolf was incompentent. He charged in recklessly, underestimated his opponents and had taken the most damage from his own weopon. He had already judged Hildor. He had been a convenient excuse to follow Nae'talis, and that was the end of his usefulness.
But why was everyone wasting so much time talking when their friend could be in trouble.
Talking is meaningless.
Hildor turned and went back down the way they had come leaving Nae'talis with the Tyrrans to follow. On the way down he drew a sword in one hand an a dart in the other. He didn't know whether he was for the Tyrrans or Mars, but he knew he didn't like being decieved.
The amount of information shared with Hildor was too little to be diluted with lies.
[sblock]Edit: Just made it Tyrrans not Thayans. Think everyone figured that out.[/sblock]
But why was everyone wasting so much time talking when their friend could be in trouble.
Talking is meaningless.
Hildor turned and went back down the way they had come leaving Nae'talis with the Tyrrans to follow. On the way down he drew a sword in one hand an a dart in the other. He didn't know whether he was for the Tyrrans or Mars, but he knew he didn't like being decieved.
The amount of information shared with Hildor was too little to be diluted with lies.
[sblock]Edit: Just made it Tyrrans not Thayans. Think everyone figured that out.[/sblock]
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~ The Adventurers ~
"You four report to Father Braggi," the lieutenant says as he turns to face the column behind him. "Get in there and find him!"
The ranks of Tyrrans pass into the cave quickly as the group of three follows Sunder towards the only tent set up in the camp. As they come closer, a man twice the height of any of the smallest among the Tyrrans straightens from doubling-over to exit the gray drab tent. His skin is tinted blue and his frosty blue hair hangs down past his waist. He keeps himself clean shaven and walks towards the group with too much grace for his height.
"I was just informed of your arrival," the big man Sunder and Dowkan recognize as Father Braggi booms above their heads. "I wish to discuss what you know about these caves."
He doesn't wait for their obedience before turning back to the tent. Sunder leans over to Dowkan and attempts another whisper the human can easily hear behind him.
"Ye can take this 'un on yerself, boy. I ain't cathin' no gruff from a giantkin." Sunder speaks up so Braggi can hear him at the distance he puts between the group and himself in a few strides. "I'll be reportin' back to Captain Grogor, iffin it's all tha same to ya, Father Braggi."
The huge man turns his head slightly to look at the dwarf over his shoulder and nods gruffly. Father Braggi doesn't seem to share the same prejudices as Sunder, but he doesn't stop the dwarf from leaving the group either.
Braggi holds the tent flap aside to let the party of human and dwarf enter. When everyone is in, he offers them a seat on wooden stools around a plain planning table.
"Where is Hrolf?"
"You four report to Father Braggi," the lieutenant says as he turns to face the column behind him. "Get in there and find him!"
The ranks of Tyrrans pass into the cave quickly as the group of three follows Sunder towards the only tent set up in the camp. As they come closer, a man twice the height of any of the smallest among the Tyrrans straightens from doubling-over to exit the gray drab tent. His skin is tinted blue and his frosty blue hair hangs down past his waist. He keeps himself clean shaven and walks towards the group with too much grace for his height.
"I was just informed of your arrival," the big man Sunder and Dowkan recognize as Father Braggi booms above their heads. "I wish to discuss what you know about these caves."
He doesn't wait for their obedience before turning back to the tent. Sunder leans over to Dowkan and attempts another whisper the human can easily hear behind him.
"Ye can take this 'un on yerself, boy. I ain't cathin' no gruff from a giantkin." Sunder speaks up so Braggi can hear him at the distance he puts between the group and himself in a few strides. "I'll be reportin' back to Captain Grogor, iffin it's all tha same to ya, Father Braggi."
The huge man turns his head slightly to look at the dwarf over his shoulder and nods gruffly. Father Braggi doesn't seem to share the same prejudices as Sunder, but he doesn't stop the dwarf from leaving the group either.
Braggi holds the tent flap aside to let the party of human and dwarf enter. When everyone is in, he offers them a seat on wooden stools around a plain planning table.
"Where is Hrolf?"
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hippocrachus
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~ Hildor ~
Hildor turns around, passes the column of Tyrrans, and heads back to where he thought he left Hrolf. The column follows the elf, because he seems to know where he's going, until they come to the startled Hrolf standing outside of a lighted cave deeper in.
[sblock]Per ae1vart0n's post before mine that I hadn't seen before posting.[/sblock]
Hildor turns around, passes the column of Tyrrans, and heads back to where he thought he left Hrolf. The column follows the elf, because he seems to know where he's going, until they come to the startled Hrolf standing outside of a lighted cave deeper in.
[sblock]Per ae1vart0n's post before mine that I hadn't seen before posting.[/sblock]
"Didn't he say that just before?" asks Dowkan, gesturing with his head back towards the caves. "Freaky."hippocrachus said:
Dowkan simply shrugs his shoulders at the comment as the older dwarf makes good his escape. Walking into the tent with the other two he met in the cave, Dowkan looks around as he picks some breakfast gristle from between his teeth and waits for the others to answer the question asked by Father Braggi.hippocrachus said:
Hildor began to sheath his weopons but stopped. Hrolf didn't seem the type to be startled. And where was that light coming from? Something wasn't right.
How could he know this was Hrolf and not another imposter?
Keeping his weopons out he walked around Hrolf to look in the lighted cave, to see where the light was coming from and to make sure there weren't any adversaries beyond.
"A couple nights ago you hurt your leg. How?" Surely no adversary would guess he'd swung at himself.
How could he know this was Hrolf and not another imposter?
Keeping his weopons out he walked around Hrolf to look in the lighted cave, to see where the light was coming from and to make sure there weren't any adversaries beyond.
"A couple nights ago you hurt your leg. How?" Surely no adversary would guess he'd swung at himself.
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