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Message: <blockquote data-quote="howandwhy99" data-source="post: 2742603" data-attributes="member: 3192">Awhile later, Ormond the Redd came running back to the cabin to report to Dram.  Someone had mentioned a Tankurd Hammersmith being held prisoner in a place called Adlerweg.  He had found this out from Grog the pimp.  Tankurd was thought to be held because of his smithing skill.  How he had made it to Adlerweg Ormand did not know.  But rumors were rampant that day about a group of Trolls – a type of Giant – had come down from the mountains to Adlerweg.  The townsfolk were worried they might try and invade the city of Kera to the east.  Dram ran off to find Grog.  Kayla sent the others after him and headed over to the smith’s to fetch Darius.  He had left earlier to pick up ordered supplies and missed the report.  Ben stood alone waiting behind the inn to hold mass.  When he was quite sure it was past midmorning and not a single person had arrived he sheepishly went to the brothel as well.“Way back, Kera peaceful.  Now Kera different.  Keep of Adlerweg is strong.  Keep defends pass through mountains.  It heavily fortified.  And trolls very dangerous.”  Grog was explaining to the group what he knew of Kera.  Everyone was gathered around in the backyard of the brothel when Ben entered.  Dram had a stern look on his face, but stayed quiet.  Darius asked what questions he could to Grog.  The mountains were where Grog had come from before he decided to adventure.  Darius shared how he was also from the eastern mountains.  “Hellfurnaces”, Grog said.  The group discussed what they could do.  They had learned Kera was a small city near the mountains.  Darius decided it was worth traveling.  “Once we reach this Keep Alderweg and free Dram’s brother we can continue southwards”, Darius explained.  The only problem was there were no roads from Margrave to Kera.  Darius looked back up at Grog.  “We will need your help.  I have heard you are a great warrior.  Can you lead us to the city?”  Darius the paladin turned on the charm.  Grog said yes, then changed his mind.  “Grog retired.  Now Grog innkeeper and make lots of gold.”  Darius tried again and finally convinced Grog by reminding him of the mountains.  The half-ogre ordered Gerda to fetch his sword and shield.  “Grog know hermit skinny man who scrawls.  Hermit scrawls for…” Grog paused and counted on his fingers.  “Seven weeks”, he finished.A rumbling came from within the brothel.  It occurred to Kayla that Grog’s sword was twice the size of Gerda and likely as heavy.  A hideous beast eighteen feet tall stepped into the yard.  It carried the sword and shield.  “Dwarf, ogre, dwargre?” thought Ben to himself.  The huge Gerda now in grotesque form handed down the sword to Grog half her size.  When she did so Grog grew and she shrank to normal again.  He was now eighteen feet and looked similar to the ogre they had killed at the Chaos Caves.  Grog took the shield from the ground and closed his eyes.  He shrank back down to normal.  Everyone else was put off, but Dram stepped forward.  “Can I see your sword Grog?”  This time Dram grew.  His muscles bulged and his shirt tore off.  Closing his eyes Dram tried to grow as large as possible.  He kept growing until he was about twenty-four feet tall (and wearing next to nothing).  He handed the blade back to Grog and immediately shrunk back down losing his balance.  Gerda went to fetch him some clothes.  “Plenty of men have forgotten them”, she said.  Darius and the others decided to start east as soon as possible and asked Grog to prepare.  With the sun high in the sky the group left town.  Even with his heavy sword, shield, and giant’s sack, Grog kept pace with the nine riders.The team was now finally outside of Margrave County.  As they road Darius explained the Dwarven Kingdoms were in the mountain range south of Kera and so was something else.  He had been having a strange feeling since before he had travelled to Harling.  Something was tugging on his soul and he believed, if they turned south after Kera, it was along this route.  Father Ben could relate, but stayed quiet.  Darius pointed to the little map of Margrave Dram had drawn.  At the place marked “Sky Knights” he expected to find a mount.  He explained it was something every paladin does at some point during their life.</blockquote>

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