The Four Lands - The Great North


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The Cove

For Jaroth
[sblock]Jaroth can not make out any additionaly details but it does appear that the figures using arcane magic are members of the order of drakar from the darnkness of the magical energies.[/sblock]
 

Finnian holds the tent flap for Vorian and his mount listening to hear if Bertrand needs immediate assistance.

"Shall we go see what pieces the storm has left for us to pick up?"
 

"I don't think that kid is going anywhere soon. Let's go see what's left." Anniston proceeds outside into the now strangely quiet shoreline. He takes a look around to see what he can see. He looks for any sign of Jaroth and Vadric.
 

Kellson huddles up tightly, with his back to the storm, instinct keeping him low to the ground and motionless. Glad that he is not at the center of the bizarre magical force, he is still overawed by its amazing power.
 

The Cove

Within minutes of Jaroth's fall, the sky clears and the wind returns to normal. There is a decided chill in the air though. Leaving the tent, Anniston observes the crumpled form in what appears to be Jaroth's robes perhaps 100 feet to the south and west of the tent. No sign can be seen of Vadric or the recent foes.
 

Anniston runs over to the unconscious body in the sand. Once he arrives and sees that it is Jaroth he will kneel down and begin praying to heal Jaroth. (10 hitpoints)

Then turning to his companions he says, "Help me bring him back to the tent. Do you see Vadric anywhere?"
 

Bertrand

Cursing the lack of foes and then grinning at his own foolishness, Bertrand turns to his companions, "Vorian, will you join me on the heights and show me where you think the horsemen will come from?"
 

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