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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Plane Sailing" data-source="post: 58790" data-attributes="member: 114">Stunned, the characters leave the room and the ruined dungeon, making their way back across the swamp and down the road over the next few days to get back into Knightsbridge.Time passes - Azrin and Lysander are involved in the rebuilding of the ruined parts of the Asuran temple, Crail starts sorting out their affairs at Mithril Manor - tidying up and looking for the hire of domestic staff. K’tan goes off to meet an old friend of his who is being sent down from Cadlan to help with the… problems. During the re-cataloguing of the library Azrin finds some unusual references to a “Sword Saint” - an ancient group of superlative swordsmen whose dedication to Asura was mirrored in their dedication to their scimitars but who died out centuries ago. The strange thing is that this was in a local history book, from only 30 years ago. It could be that the code of the sword saints is still alive…After a couple of weeks, K’tan arrives with his old friend M’ir, a Mage-Seer who should be able to help them in the choices they have to make as they investigate the old moat house and the trail of the Blessed which leads out there.Meanwhile, Azrin has been having a series of disturbing dreams. In his dreams it is almost as if he can see the mighty Asura covered in myriad silver threads. While he watches more threads are slowly being laid down, slowly binding Asura in some way. What does it mean? He prays earnestly, but receives no answer.The time comes to set out to the location of the moat house. Lysander will follow on in a few days, so the rest proceed out along the Great North trade road towards Morannan, turning off the road at the border post to make their way down beside the river. It is strange, there seem to be lots of Singharese in caravans - middle class professionals who have come through the pass and are heading deeper into the Southlands. Casting his mind back, there have been more Singharese in the temple services this last fortnight, although nobody who stayed more than a few days. Azrin attempts to strike up a conversation with some of the travellers, but all seem tight-lipped. Respectful but tight-lipped and noncommittal. As they make their way East along the river side they have a bad encounter with a hungry Ankheg, and later (after Lysander has caught up with them) a pair of dire badgers. Azrin and Crail spend some time crawling through the dire badgers tunnels in case there are any youngsters, but this late in the autumn all their find is the leafy nests of the adults.Eventually they are drawing near to the location of the moathouse, and they are surprised to see a small trappers camp. The trapper introduces himself as “Ole Del”, and inviting them to spend their supper with him, he is happy to talk about things he has seen in the locality.  As soon as they show an interest in the moathouse, Ole Del says “You don’t want to go there! There’s a dragon at the old moathouse!” Pressing him for details he can remember a smell of ozone that suggests it could be a blue dragon. Moreover, he has seen groups of other adventurers in the past week - mostly wearing orange robes and accompanied by dog-men of some kind.They spend the night with Ole Del, and in the morning bid him farewell as he makes his way back towards Knightsbridge to sell his furs. The party head towards the moat house. Crail sneaks down taking every advantage of the cover and is able to sketch out a map of the ruined walls and the broken down drawbridge over the moat.Azrin is rather concerned - recently while praying for his spells each morning the familiar sense of Asura saying “GRANTED” has been replaced by a sense of Asura saying “IF YOU WILL” or even “IF YOU MUST”. Azrin grows even more worried...</blockquote>

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