THE HEROES OF DYVERS CHAPTER 7: CLARE'S ERRAND

[Aust Thale]

Respen:
Awakening before everyone else, Respen meditates and studies his spellbook. He reflects on the compulsions placed on him. First by Clare Dame, and then by the Sphinx.
A long trip from Enllaves. Respen thinks on all of his decisions, and more importantly, the interruptions as a result of those decisions. In his youth, they would have been described as impetuous. Now he’d endangered too many. His fate was likely sealed, but perhaps he could sort out his comrades.

When everyone is awake and deciding their path, he steps toward one of the doors, and speaks aloud, “NORTH.”

 

[Waynan]

"Good as any direction, I guess." Tam says.

 

[MacConnell]

Lathir stretches before he stands. He adjusts his equipment and checks his supplies, looking around at the others as if unsure of total recognition. “I feel as if I have slept for several moons, and my memory seems to have some holes. I must trust to my instincts and the Great Lady whom I serve to accommodate for the loss. All of this manufactured stone is a bit out of my element, but I will serve as best I can.”

OOC: random d20: 13

 

[Waynan]

Tam looks around at the party, "It's funny, but I must agree with you, Lathir. Does anyone really know what time it is?"
Tam is suddenly concerned. It seems like it's been days instead of hours while they slept. Surely not, and yet...