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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Iron Sky" data-source="post: 4873783" data-attributes="member: 60965">Session 22, Part 2  They trudged onward through the snow, pushing hard to stay ahead of Bradic's army.  Between Kezzek's death, the difficult travel conditions, the Rising Plague in the Crystal Towers, and the knowledge that they were marching towards and army that heavily outnumbered them, the mood in the small group was somber, to say the least. In the early afternoon, they came upon what was, to Kormak at least, an unusual sight. Trudging up the snowy road was an approximately man-sized gold-scaled lizard pulling a small cart with a much smaller lizard on it - a kobold.  The kobold was dressed in rich purple clothing, including a jaunty hat with a multicolored plumed feather.  As they approached, the kobold stood on the cart-bench, removed his hat, and bowed with a flourish. “Greetings travelers, what news do you bring from Port?” it said. “News of war and plague,” Harold said. “Don't see many lizards riding lizard pulled wagons out here in the middle of winter,” Kormak said. The kobold's expression transformed into what Kormak assumed was surprise.  “Really?  Hm, I suppose it might be uncommon here.”  It cocked its head to the side as it noticed Keeper.  “You don't see many people walking around with rusty metal constructs either.  Where did you acquire that one?” “It fell from the sky they say,” Kormak said, before Suniel could shush him.  “I find that a bit suspicious, but I've seen enough things traveling with them that nothing is beyond belief any more.” “Intriguing.  Well, if I might introduce myself, my name is Meepo,” the kobold said with another bow. “My name is Suniel, the construct is called Keeper, the dwarf is Kormak, and that impatient looking man with the bow is known as Harold.” “My greetings,” Meepo said.  “A pleasure to meet you.” “Aren't you going to introduce your lizard,” Kormak said, jokingly. To his surprise, the lizard looked at him, stood and removed the yoke from its shoulders. “My name is Bail,” it said, cracking its back as it stretched.  “You must be the ones I'm looking for.” “It talks!” Kormak said.  He looked at Meepo.  “Did you know your lizard talks?” “He's a half-dragon, if I don't misjudge,” Suniel said.  “No offense, but you do a good impersonation of a brute cart-animal.” “None taken,” Bail said walking over to Keeper and looking him up and down.  “So this is the Keeper?  I expected something... bigger.” “So this is a half-dragon?” Keeper said, sizing Bail up in return, his tone and inflection matching half-dragon's almost perfectly.  “I expected something... bigger.” Bail snorted and nodded to Suniel.  “I'm coming with you then.” Suniel blinked a couple times at that.  “You are?” “Yes.  As I said, I was sent to find you,” Bail said, returning to the cart yoke with a nod to Meepo. “By the Undercouncil I might assume from your heritage?” Suniel said. The half-dragon settled down into his harness and turned the cart about without reply.  He glanced back at them.  “So, where are we going?” “The Crystal Towers,” Harold said, without a moment's hesitation. “At the moment, we're heading to scout out an army that's blocking our path to the Crystal Towers,” Suniel said quickly afterward. Very tactful Suniel, Kormak thought.  Responding gracefully to the unexpected yet again. “Very well, let's be on with it then. I'll lead the way,” the half-dragon said, pulling the cart ahead of them. Even Harold shrugged at them before following along behind.  Kormak tagged along at the end of their strange procession.  There's one to report, he thought.  Gilderalin sent one of her children to keep an eye on us?  Never gets boring traveling with these fellows...</blockquote>

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