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<blockquote data-quote="ae1vart0n" data-source="post: 2843467" data-attributes="member: 40218">The spitting and insults didn't bother Hildor.&nbsp; Short of an aggression, the elf could not be woken from his thoughts.&nbsp; As Hildor silently approached Dowken and Nae'talis he looked morosely toward the ground.&nbsp; It was all too much to take in.&nbsp; The more he knew the less sense it made.First there were too many players.&nbsp; Mars, the Tyrrans, the mage, this doppleganger, the kobolds, the mephit and his boss.&nbsp; Then there was the setting.&nbsp; First a town in ransacked and destroyed, brutally.&nbsp; Then the architect of this disaster, goes to the trouble of moving the battle all the way out to this cave.&nbsp; It didn't seem like someone who would slaughter a village would have come here to prevent casualties.&nbsp; So there must be something special about this spot.&nbsp; And there was Hrolfs encounter; why he had come back unharmed.&nbsp; Had they given Hrolf a message of some kind?&nbsp; Finally, Mars' interest in Nae'talis was the most puzzling.&nbsp; Nae'talis was neither a Tyrran nor a Kobold nor did he follow Mars.&nbsp; He was the only one who knew less than Hildor about what was going on.He considered sharing information with Hrolf, but it wasn't like Hildor had a reason to care about the Tyrrans, or that Hrolf would return the favor.&nbsp; The only reason he would alert them to the attack is if Mars could be connected to the kobolds.&nbsp; Hildor knew he hated the kobolds.&nbsp; Maybe that was enough.&nbsp; If the Tyrrans saw Mars coming, they would sustain less injury and have a better time fighting the kobolds.Hildor turned and started walking, slowly and hesitantly back toward Braggi's tent.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="ae1vart0n, post: 2843467, member: 40218"] The spitting and insults didn't bother Hildor. Short of an aggression, the elf could not be woken from his thoughts. As Hildor silently approached Dowken and Nae'talis he looked morosely toward the ground. It was all too much to take in. The more he knew the less sense it made. First there were too many players. Mars, the Tyrrans, the mage, this doppleganger, the kobolds, the mephit and his boss. Then there was the setting. First a town in ransacked and destroyed, brutally. Then the architect of this disaster, goes to the trouble of moving the battle all the way out to this cave. It didn't seem like someone who would slaughter a village would have come here to prevent casualties. So there must be something special about this spot. And there was Hrolfs encounter; why he had come back unharmed. Had they given Hrolf a message of some kind? Finally, Mars' interest in Nae'talis was the most puzzling. Nae'talis was neither a Tyrran nor a Kobold nor did he follow Mars. He was the only one who knew less than Hildor about what was going on. He considered sharing information with Hrolf, but it wasn't like Hildor had a reason to care about the Tyrrans, or that Hrolf would return the favor. The only reason he would alert them to the attack is if Mars could be connected to the kobolds. Hildor knew he hated the kobolds. Maybe that was enough. If the Tyrrans saw Mars coming, they would sustain less injury and have a better time fighting the kobolds. Hildor turned and started walking, slowly and hesitantly back toward Braggi's tent. [/QUOTE]

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