The Hunted (DM: IronSky, Judge: ???)


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The Hunted: Day 1, Hour 2, Minute 10

The group travels across town towards the Hills District on the outskirts of Daunton, the fog swirling close around until the group gains the elevation of the prestigious hills district. The houses get larger and larger until they are almost palatial, each fenced and walled off with elaborate gardens sprawling around elegant manor houses.

This area is heavily patrolled by the watch, having most of the influentials of the city housed here, and you are questioned several times as you enter, your deputy papers quickly resolving each encounter. The group is now several minutes walk from either the crime scene or the Grey residence...
 

Devinihm, wilden druid

"I think perhaps the Grays first?" Devinihm says. "It is the natural extension of our first scene, yes? New location later?"
 

"Yes, let's talk with people, not sight seeing. In that I cannot help you much." comments blind elf with self-deprecating chuckle
 

"Well, follow me then dearies. Come along, now. Don't tarry," Auntie Mab prods and coaxes as she shuffles along toward the Gray residence, moving quite quickly for an old woman, and hardy seeming to need the assistance of her knotty walking stick.
 

The Hunted: Day 1, Hour 2, Minute 14

Several minutes later, the group is standing before the spread of the Grey residence, staring through a ten-foot tall iron-wrought fence at the sculptured shrubs and verdant flowers of the garden inside. A large iron bell hangs from a stone pillar by the front gate with a small mallet attached to it by a chain.
 

Earth crushes the bell under his fist as he tries to ring it. Looking at what he has done, he tries to make the "remains" make some noise to call up the attention.
 

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