The Four Lands - The Great North

[Dracomeander]

Finnian spends some time searching around the outside of the tent before turning his focus toward the others.

"I'd really rather not enter the tent again unless it's absolutely necessary. Hopefully one of you can check on Morgan.

"Kellson, if you stick with me, I think you'll need to field less questions from the camp. It appears we were transported to where we left the other survivors camped."

Finnian waits for Kellson then starts picking his way toward the camp.

 

[Rhun]

As the member of the group most skilled in treating wounds, Vadric takes it upon himself to check on de Sion. The amount of energy the cleric had channeled to save the boy's life had been vast, and he wasn't about to let his patient die now.

 

[Canaan]

Jaroth

Jaroth's eyes follow Vadric into the tent, a contemplative expression on his face.

He pats Kellson no the shoulder. "I agree with Finnian. You should stay with him."

As he strides over to the tent, he passes Finnian and whispers in his ear. "We are in great danger, my friend. We must hold until sundown."

 

[ethandrew]

Kellson stays near the minstrel, thoroughly confused, "I don't understand, what's going on? Are you being attacked again?" Clutching his cloak tightly to his body, he looks around, one worried face amongst the flock.

 

[Dracomeander]

Finnian nods as Jaroth passes and falls into stride with Kellson.

"It's hard to determine exactly what's going on right now. According to Vorian, he had come across the trail of a couple of groups of armed men who were searching around in these rather forsaken lands. Who they are and what they want have not yet been determined.

"Also, there is a problem that has not been addressed yet. And that is the matter of how we managed to arrive here while we were apparently put to sleep inside the tent. This is where we left the other survivors from our shipwreck when we went to search for the item the black wizards were after. So while we were sleeping, our small campsite managed to move itself a good hard night's ride back to this spot.

"We can always hope that we are not being attacked by the groups that have been detected, but it would be prudent to be prepared. Even if these groups prove friendly, the black wizards are still searching for us. Given the apparent nature of that Order, I doubt if they would allow any of us to say 'Sorry, just forget we were here and go about your business.'"

Finnian chuckles slightly and smiles at Kellson to try to relieve some of the tension in the younger man then claps him on the shoulder.

"Come on. Let's see how things are going at the main camp."

 

[Canaan]

Jaroth

Entering the tent after Vadric, Jaroth puts his hands back in his robe's sleeves across his chest and approaches Vadric.

"How is the patient this morning?" He asks with a casual smile.

 

[Rath Lorien]

Anniston rouses the camp with bellows and roars, then he will rush to the top of the hill and prepare the defense there. He will keep an eye on the two forces as they converge.

 

[J. Alexander]

The Hillock

Vorian set off to meet the party on horseback while Anniston, followed by Finnian and Kellson. Meanwhile, Bertrand see to the horses.

Vadric enters the tent and the master sleeping chanber to find the young man in a deep restful sleep still. Color is returing to his face and he is cool to the touch. Checking the bandaging he discovers the the wounds are healing nicely but more importanly the festering poision has started to fade and the skin regaining a healthy tone. The black tom is still withing the room but is now resting in a wool lined basket on a small stand , intently looking at both Jaorth and Vadric.

Arriving at the Hillock, Anniston discovers that during the abscence,, little has bee done besides the addition of the strong points already mentioned. Responding to both Bertrands and Annistons orders, the castaways begin to assemble an odd assortment of weapons and place themself where directed by Anniston. A sense of unease feels the air as both sailors and passangers take up arms.

 

[ethandrew]

Kellson looks around at the assembled men gathering arms and states rather bluntly to Finnian, "I take it this was not a ship of marines you were on? A shame."

 

[Rhun]

Vadric speaks quietly to Jaroth, so as not to disturb the boy. "Praise the Light; the boy is on the mend, and I expect he will make a full recovery. Do you think we should leave him in the tent, though? I don't like the thought of it disappearing before we have a chance to question de Sion."