The Drow War Book One - Chillhame
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Festy_Dog
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Saxon follows the brief conversation in elven with a good-natured smile, and votes for activity at dawn rather than later in the evening. The following morning he's up and ready on time. Mzarem paces about energetically while Saxon seems buried in thought. He simply follows when they start making their way to the church.
Evil Ujio
First Post
Pressing on to the morning, just to keep the story moving along and all that…Thanee said:
The morning comes, for some sooner then they like, for others much too long. The inn is quiet, and the morning is misty, a far cry from the storm from the previous morning. Dogs bark outside as a rooster calls its morning cry; the simple sounds of a simple village, it is peaceful in this quaint little place, though signs of desperation and poverty still linger the people survive and eke out a meager existence.
Those that seek out the bard, Dais no sign is found, perhaps he left early in the morning. If he did none saw him leave; beyond the memories of the party few can even remember what the stranger looked like let alone his wonderful performance. But there is a parcel left for Kyalia with the innkeeper.
Voadam
Legend
In elven to the other party members upon discovering Dais' dissapearance from the villagers' consciousness "An enchantment of fading perhaps? An obfuscation to place him in the shadows of memory? That would thematically be a darkness power. Pure speculation but something to keep in mind. For now we should go to the Church and recover the Sword as soon as we can. I hope it is still there."
Evil Ujio
First Post
The innkeeper hands Kyalia a small package, a something small wrapped in black silk with a red bow to tie off one end. Whatever it is is quite light, and obviously small. There is nothing attached to say who it is from, and if pressed the innkeeper just says he was told to give it to Kyalia.Thanee said:
The village of Bronce is quiet this morning, a far cry from the storm the past evening.
Evil Ujio
First Post
The parcel opens easily, and the black silk falls away to reveal a silver ring, inlaid with Elven script that reads, Moonshield. The ring is cool to the touch and crafted with quality and care. There is nothing else in the small parcel, besides the crimson ribbon and the black silk.Thanee said:
The door to the inn swings open and Dolan recognizes Jim and his cronies. Jim leans in the door with a toothy smile, “Good morning travelers, so will you be moving on to Saragost now, it would surely have better fare then this small village; besides there is something to be said about wearing out one’s welcome,” he jokes.
His three cronies behind him snicker in a sycophantic manner; one of them speaks in a rat-like screech, “Good one boss!”
