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Message: <blockquote data-quote="DM with a vengence" data-source="post: 179769" data-attributes="member: 1679">On the WayOn the Way“Did you have any trouble on the way here?”  Lelanna Al’Veran asked with a raised eyebrow.“We had a little run in with an enemy.”  Milo said flatly, “He will be dealt with.”“Excellent. We have the letters here.  This is a letter to the commanding officer of the 3rd Spelunkers, asking him to help with our problems.”  She said, placing  letter with a red wax seal on the table.  “Included are letters from Father Alhad, Commander Zimmer, and Rudiger. I’m also giving you the skull of the farmer that was killed by it.  I’m authorizing you to do whatever you feel necessary to get a military force here.  If the Spelunkers won’t come, then get anybody who will.  Father Alhad.”“Yes.”  The priest continued.  “You’ll remember I sent to the Sol in Crayvaenn for a scroll of Raise Dead.  They are waiting for a properly bonded messenger to take the scroll out to us.   Raise Dead is a very potent magic, and I fear that many are not able to resist the temptation that it brings.  But you have a vested interest in the scroll, and I feel that you are more than capable of dissuading any highwaymen who try to remove it from you.  Give this letter to the purser.”  He handed a letter sealed with yellow wax flecked with gold.”“Thank you, see you back here as soon as possible.”  Lelanna said, ending the meeting.As the party approached the gate to Crayvaenn, they saw Commander Zimmer and a squad of guards standing in front of the gate, blocking the road out.Milo rode up to him, just at eye level sitting on his pony.  “Nice to see you Commander Zimmer.  Now would you please move your squad out of the way.”“I don’t have time for your crap, Bookbender.” Zimmer said.  “I used to be in the Spelunkers, and what I’m telling you now could make or break your mission.  I haven’t kept up on the squad news, but last I heard, Colonel Lord Hardission commands the 3rd.  Back before I left the service, I used to be a platoon sergeant, he was my lieutenant .  I taught him everything I knew about underground warfare, showed him the pickaxe, as they say.  If he won’t come, tell him that ‘Nighteyes’ Zimmer would deem it a personal favor if he would help us.  Milo, I don’t much like your methods, your actions, or your criminal record, but in a battle I would mind having you on my flank.  If you had been a few feet taller, you would’ve been perfect for the 3rd.  Good luck, soldier.”  He stepped back and saluted, the squad mirroring his action.As they rode off towards Crayvaenn, Milo said.  “Heightist bastard, being short is an advantage in a friggin cave.”“Come on, he may be a bastard, but a at least he’s trying not to be one.  Besides, we should be touched at his deeply personal confession.” Kit said.“More like smaltzy tearjerker confession.  Why can’t he just get drunk and kill monsters like a normal person?”“Something called responsibility, Milo, something called responsibility.”IntermissionThe Heroes traveled to Crayvaenn in two uneventful days.  No spells were cast, no monster slain, but much ale was consumed.  We will rejoin the heroes outside the Setting Gate of Crayvaenn, capital city of the Kingdom of Crayvaenn.</blockquote>

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