The Four Lands - Southern Operatives

[Neurotic]

Indeed

I checked and you are of course right. Sorry, we did discuss it, but there was too many of them and we sent them toward safety...and probably to their doom Andor is not happy. (not that he usually is)

 

[Leif]

Nijel Bladesong, Palading 44/49hp, AC20

"Let us press onward, then, now that we have more favorable terrain. And let us travel without lights if we can -- they will be seen for a very long way, especially over this open ground. I shall not be able to rest well, until we are safe in the bosom of our people!" ooc: figuratively speaking, of course.

 

[Scotley]

Alban

OOC: Yes, lights out, Alban has dimmed the light from his holy symbol.

Alban yawns and rubs his eyes. "We've come this far, I see no point in stopping now."

 

[Rhun]

"Let us ride," says Roak, urging Halcyon into motion.

 

[Redclaw]

Padraig happily follows as the others mount up and ride away from the stream.

Aura--senses--+2 to spot, listen, search and initiative

 

[J. Alexander]

To the Marshll

The pary continues to ride thru the night with only brief stops to rest their horses. Dawn breaks cold and wet and the party is starting to feel the fatigue of battel and travel. Just after dawn the party comes across a small collection of buildings, smoki rising from the chimney, the smell of hot fresh bread in the air and for those skilled in tracking down food, the scent of applwood smoked bacon frying.

 

[Leif]

Nijel Bladesong, Paladin 44/49hp AC20

As Nijel smells breakfast being prepared, he thinks back over the past days, weeks, and even months he has spent on the front and on the trail, and a ravenous hunger overtakes him.

"What a great blessing the Light has granted to us in the reaching of our goal! Let us quickly present ourselves to our hosts and hope that their hospitality matches their skills as cooks!"

 

[Rhun]

"Ho there!" bellows Roak, nearing the compound, and slowing his mount down to a walk. "We come in the name of the King!"

 

[Leif]

NIjel Bladesong, 44/49 hp AC20

Presuming that there is a hitching post nearby, Nijel will affix Saint Josiah's reins there and dismount. "I don't think you'll get an answer, Roak, I think they're all at breakfast!"

Nijel will then move towards the front door, knock, and if no one answers after a moment, try to open it.

 

[Pyrex]

Not dismounting just yet, Aidan rides up to where Nijel tied off his horse and keeps an eye out. "With any luck there will be time for a quick breakfast before we have to evacuate them."