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<blockquote data-quote="howandwhy99" data-source="post: 2051837" data-attributes="member: 3192">After knocking, Darius spoke with the Keep's quartermaster Sgt Keenan again. &quot;Lady Devereaux is not taking visitors this morning.&quot; &quot;What!&quot; replied the Dwarf, &quot;How come?&quot;&quot;Her orders. She is not receiving visitors this morning.&quot;&quot;But, I was here yesterday! I have urgent news.&quot;That's not my problem.&quot;&quot;Fine. I'll wait.&quot;&nbsp;<img src="http://www.geocities.com/dbedell2002/Keep_gate.jpg" alt="" class="fr-fic fr-dii fr-draggable " data-size="" style="" />&nbsp;The other members of the group had a little more success. Igor was one of those who had split off on his own. Unbeknownst to the group he had a contact named &quot;Mouse&quot; who ran the local general store. The others met many of the keepfolk too. To them Mouse looked like a very small human always with a smile on his face. What Igor and Mouse talked of Ben could never have known, but after leaving Igor's backpack was much lighter and of a different color to boot. Dram and Dalin both bought extra supplies and personal food seeing the fare was better here. They spent the morning drinking and Dalin tried to get a little dicing started with some inn patrons without luck. Brother Ben stayed holed up with Brother Thom. He had a few interesting things to say himself when Ben asked him about rumors of the fabled Quesquaton.&nbsp;&quot;Not all pools are water. Some are beneficial and blessed, holy sites. Others are cursed by the Gods. Some have guardians. And some are the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow. Of course, no one believes these fairy tales.&quot; Ben took note and remembered what Elion had said about the importance of the place. He also remembered how quickly the army had arrived after word of it was sent from Outpost Yung. Brother Ben said nothing more of Quesquaton and resolved to tell no one else of it's existence. Thankfully Brother Thom still seemed in the dark. Seeking help anyways Ben asked about any adventuring advice Thom might have. &quot;Keep your gear clean, repaired, and handy. Any item may be useful, and save your life. I’ve known men buy 11’ poles, pounds of iron spikes, and rope by the armloads.&quot; Ben thought that was good advice.&nbsp;Much later on that same morning the paladin Darius banged on the heavy wooden door of the inner bailey again. &quot;Open up!&quot;&quot;What do you want?&quot; Sgt. Keenan replied after coming to the opposite side of the door.&quot;I have a letter for Lady Devereaux from her advisor Elion. It is addressed to her personally.&quot;&quot;Give it to me and I will get it to her.&quot;&quot;No. I have orders to give it to her myself.&quot;&quot;Then it will have to wait until she is accepting visitors.&quot;&quot;When will that be?&quot; asked Darius.&quot;Who knows? It's been several weeks since she has last seen anyone she does not know well.&quot;The dwarf stood in silence. &quot;I'll tell you what. I will give you the letter, but I need some things from you too.&quot;&quot;Like what?&quot;&quot;Well, we need more troops and supplies at Outpost Xavier. An extra smith, and. .....&quot;&nbsp;Darius listed off the necessary equipment the group could use and needed back at the tower. Sergeant Keenan actually turned out to be a pretty nice fellow after learning of the troubles at the outpost. Replacement troops were assigned for the tower militia killed but the number was only enough for what a normal tower was manned with. That meant 20 militia troops in all, not the original 40. A second smith was assigned as well as some extra food supplies and pack mules. A wagon was loaded to haul the whole load.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="howandwhy99, post: 2051837, member: 3192"] After knocking, Darius spoke with the Keep's quartermaster Sgt Keenan again. "Lady Devereaux is not taking visitors this morning." "What!" replied the Dwarf, "How come?" "Her orders. She is not receiving visitors this morning." "But, I was here yesterday! I have urgent news. "That's not my problem." "Fine. I'll wait." [img]http://www.geocities.com/dbedell2002/Keep_gate.jpg[/img] The other members of the group had a little more success. Igor was one of those who had split off on his own. Unbeknownst to the group he had a contact named "Mouse" who ran the local general store. The others met many of the keepfolk too. To them Mouse looked like a very small human always with a smile on his face. What Igor and Mouse talked of Ben could never have known, but after leaving Igor's backpack was much lighter and of a different color to boot. Dram and Dalin both bought extra supplies and personal food seeing the fare was better here. They spent the morning drinking and Dalin tried to get a little dicing started with some inn patrons without luck. Brother Ben stayed holed up with Brother Thom. He had a few interesting things to say himself when Ben asked him about rumors of the fabled Quesquaton. "Not all pools are water. Some are beneficial and blessed, holy sites. Others are cursed by the Gods. Some have guardians. And some are the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow. Of course, no one believes these fairy tales." Ben took note and remembered what Elion had said about the importance of the place. He also remembered how quickly the army had arrived after word of it was sent from Outpost Yung. Brother Ben said nothing more of Quesquaton and resolved to tell no one else of it's existence. Thankfully Brother Thom still seemed in the dark. Seeking help anyways Ben asked about any adventuring advice Thom might have. "Keep your gear clean, repaired, and handy. Any item may be useful, and save your life. I’ve known men buy 11’ poles, pounds of iron spikes, and rope by the armloads." Ben thought that was good advice. Much later on that same morning the paladin Darius banged on the heavy wooden door of the inner bailey again. "Open up!" "What do you want?" Sgt. Keenan replied after coming to the opposite side of the door. "I have a letter for Lady Devereaux from her advisor Elion. It is addressed to her personally." "Give it to me and I will get it to her." "No. I have orders to give it to her myself." "Then it will have to wait until she is accepting visitors." "When will that be?" asked Darius. "Who knows? It's been several weeks since she has last seen anyone she does not know well." The dwarf stood in silence. "I'll tell you what. I will give you the letter, but I need some things from you too." "Like what?" "Well, we need more troops and supplies at Outpost Xavier. An extra smith, and. ....." Darius listed off the necessary equipment the group could use and needed back at the tower. Sergeant Keenan actually turned out to be a pretty nice fellow after learning of the troubles at the outpost. Replacement troops were assigned for the tower militia killed but the number was only enough for what a normal tower was manned with. That meant 20 militia troops in all, not the original 40. A second smith was assigned as well as some extra food supplies and pack mules. A wagon was loaded to haul the whole load. [/QUOTE]

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