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<blockquote data-quote="howandwhy99" data-source="post: 2762559" data-attributes="member: 3192"><p><strong>[DAY 99 – Feastday, Sceptre 3rd, CY 81]</strong></p><p></p><p>Ben awoke to the sound of birds singing outside the window. Immediately he smelled smoke, but after untying his bed ropes he saw no sign of a new fire. He and Dram were the last to take watch. As Dram climbed up to the attic, Ben descended downstairs. Slaves were scattered all around the floor, so he started counting them to check their number. Before he could get halfway to thirty-one a woman near his leg spit up vomit. Quickly, Ben turned her on her side. Then he proceeded to turn all the slaves on to their sides, but it only caused to wake more of them. As each one aroused he or she doubled over and threw up on whatever (and whomever) was around. Father Ben ran back and forth trying to help, but the common room soon became a vomitorium. Ben ran out the front door before he lost his own lunch.</p><p></p><p>Several minutes later he ducked back inside braving the stench. The villagefolk were almost all awake and many were helping one another control the sickness. Dram arrived at the bottom of the stairs with Darius behind him. The slaves shrank backw upon seeing the two. In fact, Ben felt they were all deathly afraid. Darius rapidly discovered their de facto leader, a woman named Mathilda. “What happened?” he asked.</p><p>“The gnolls struck in the night, just before daybreak,” cried Mathilda. “They came in and killed the men and captured everyone else!” Darius asked if anyone was missing besides the men. The woman looked around. “Some are missing still, some women and children. Where are the men?” Darius did not answer her question. </p><p>“We’re going to clean you all up and get you some fresh clothing. Can you help us do that? We need everyone here to follow orders.” Mathilda nodded solemnly </p><p></p><p>Dram and Ben went upstairs to wake the rest of the team. They were all a little sleepy, but started moving once they heard the noise below. The team members collected what clothes they could from among the saved buildings and inn. Darius looked over all the purchased slaves and could find not a single adult male among them. “This is why they sold them so cheaply,” he thought to himself. “PREPARE YOURSELVES!” he shouted to get everyone’s attention. “We are traveling to Kera very soon. Get ready!” The villagers cringed, but hurriedly started packing what they could. </p><p></p><p>Outside Dram mounted his horse and left to check for signs of unwanted visitors. Ben prayed near the remains of what had been the funeral pyre. Out of nowhere Rose walked past him toward the inn. She was stretching and yawning. “Has she been sleeping outside this whole time?” he thought. Ben vowed to be more observant around her. Upstairs Kayla and Diedre prepared their castings by reading the books Kayla carried. Dalin, Pax, and Ormand simply sat around waiting for the villagers to finish. </p><p></p><p>Retracing his tracks, Dram came upon the gnoll carcass he had killed yesterday. (He had killed it in his mind at least). It was still dead. Its friends had not come to collect the body. This was simply another sign of the savagery and disrespect for their own kind. Dram gave the corpse a few hard kicks, but it did not move. He road back to town and pulled up some of the well water for his horse. As he took a sip he noticed it smelled funny. It tasted coppery on his tongue. Using his finger he made himself vomit. “Are you sick too, Dram?” asked Rose walking over. He did not answer, so she took a sip of water. It tasted like metal – horrible. “It’s spoiled with blood,” said Dram. Rose licked her fangs inquisitively. Calling Darius over the dwarf looked into the well. Far below he saw a body partially submerged in the water. </p><p></p><p>Dram retrieved his grappling hook and rope from his horse. All three struggled to pull up the body. It collapsed over one side of the well. It was human, tall, and obscenely bloated from the water. The stench was overpowering. Chained around its ankles was a block of salt. Darius looked down the well again. He reported that there was another salt block, this one attached to a long metal rod. “It’s for moving the saltlick around the fields,” said Ben. He had walked up unnoticed. The four pulled up the other block and tossed it aside. When asked, Ben had to admit his divine power was far to weak to purify the entire well. He decided to check the corpse’s wounds instead. It was a wise move. “He was killed in battle,” Ben declared. “Not from drowning.” Several wounds penetrated deep into the flesh and blood still oozed out thicker than normal. </p><p></p><p>Darius went to fetch Mathilda from inside. “Who is he? Your leader?”</p><p>“We do not know him”, she answered. Ben reflected that she was not even close enough for a proper look. He guessed she might have seen him killed as the body had died but a day ago. “He does look sort of familiar now I think about it”, said Dram. Dalin, Pax, and everyone else standing around the village square moved closer to view the body. “CERTA!!” several cried out in unison. “The perfect sleeper,” whispered Rose silently. A table from the inn was brought outside and Certa was set upon it. The body was stripped of clothing and they found tattoos underneath. A pair of crossed axes was on his chest. On his back was a large rising bear. Dram recognized it instantly. He was of the Bear Clan in the Greenwillow Forest.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="howandwhy99, post: 2762559, member: 3192"] [b][DAY 99 – Feastday, Sceptre 3rd, CY 81][/b] Ben awoke to the sound of birds singing outside the window. Immediately he smelled smoke, but after untying his bed ropes he saw no sign of a new fire. He and Dram were the last to take watch. As Dram climbed up to the attic, Ben descended downstairs. Slaves were scattered all around the floor, so he started counting them to check their number. Before he could get halfway to thirty-one a woman near his leg spit up vomit. Quickly, Ben turned her on her side. Then he proceeded to turn all the slaves on to their sides, but it only caused to wake more of them. As each one aroused he or she doubled over and threw up on whatever (and whomever) was around. Father Ben ran back and forth trying to help, but the common room soon became a vomitorium. Ben ran out the front door before he lost his own lunch. Several minutes later he ducked back inside braving the stench. The villagefolk were almost all awake and many were helping one another control the sickness. Dram arrived at the bottom of the stairs with Darius behind him. The slaves shrank backw upon seeing the two. In fact, Ben felt they were all deathly afraid. Darius rapidly discovered their de facto leader, a woman named Mathilda. “What happened?” he asked. “The gnolls struck in the night, just before daybreak,” cried Mathilda. “They came in and killed the men and captured everyone else!” Darius asked if anyone was missing besides the men. The woman looked around. “Some are missing still, some women and children. Where are the men?” Darius did not answer her question. “We’re going to clean you all up and get you some fresh clothing. Can you help us do that? We need everyone here to follow orders.” Mathilda nodded solemnly Dram and Ben went upstairs to wake the rest of the team. They were all a little sleepy, but started moving once they heard the noise below. The team members collected what clothes they could from among the saved buildings and inn. Darius looked over all the purchased slaves and could find not a single adult male among them. “This is why they sold them so cheaply,” he thought to himself. “PREPARE YOURSELVES!” he shouted to get everyone’s attention. “We are traveling to Kera very soon. Get ready!” The villagers cringed, but hurriedly started packing what they could. Outside Dram mounted his horse and left to check for signs of unwanted visitors. Ben prayed near the remains of what had been the funeral pyre. Out of nowhere Rose walked past him toward the inn. She was stretching and yawning. “Has she been sleeping outside this whole time?” he thought. Ben vowed to be more observant around her. Upstairs Kayla and Diedre prepared their castings by reading the books Kayla carried. Dalin, Pax, and Ormand simply sat around waiting for the villagers to finish. Retracing his tracks, Dram came upon the gnoll carcass he had killed yesterday. (He had killed it in his mind at least). It was still dead. Its friends had not come to collect the body. This was simply another sign of the savagery and disrespect for their own kind. Dram gave the corpse a few hard kicks, but it did not move. He road back to town and pulled up some of the well water for his horse. As he took a sip he noticed it smelled funny. It tasted coppery on his tongue. Using his finger he made himself vomit. “Are you sick too, Dram?” asked Rose walking over. He did not answer, so she took a sip of water. It tasted like metal – horrible. “It’s spoiled with blood,” said Dram. Rose licked her fangs inquisitively. Calling Darius over the dwarf looked into the well. Far below he saw a body partially submerged in the water. Dram retrieved his grappling hook and rope from his horse. All three struggled to pull up the body. It collapsed over one side of the well. It was human, tall, and obscenely bloated from the water. The stench was overpowering. Chained around its ankles was a block of salt. Darius looked down the well again. He reported that there was another salt block, this one attached to a long metal rod. “It’s for moving the saltlick around the fields,” said Ben. He had walked up unnoticed. The four pulled up the other block and tossed it aside. When asked, Ben had to admit his divine power was far to weak to purify the entire well. He decided to check the corpse’s wounds instead. It was a wise move. “He was killed in battle,” Ben declared. “Not from drowning.” Several wounds penetrated deep into the flesh and blood still oozed out thicker than normal. Darius went to fetch Mathilda from inside. “Who is he? Your leader?” “We do not know him”, she answered. Ben reflected that she was not even close enough for a proper look. He guessed she might have seen him killed as the body had died but a day ago. “He does look sort of familiar now I think about it”, said Dram. Dalin, Pax, and everyone else standing around the village square moved closer to view the body. “CERTA!!” several cried out in unison. “The perfect sleeper,” whispered Rose silently. A table from the inn was brought outside and Certa was set upon it. The body was stripped of clothing and they found tattoos underneath. A pair of crossed axes was on his chest. On his back was a large rising bear. Dram recognized it instantly. He was of the Bear Clan in the Greenwillow Forest. [/QUOTE]
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