The road to Vrux.

[Legildur]

Makas (dwarf warrior)

Makas looks aside to both Calondor and Morrison. He sees the two enter the hut and mumbles quietly under his breath and quickly follows suit.

Seeing Fror regain consciousness, he ignores the others and steps across to the gnome's side. He nods a silent thanks to the elf before looking down to Fror. "Welcome back, friend," he whispers as he pats him on the arm.

Turning his attention back to the elf, Makas figures that it is probably best if he let's Calondor and Morrison do the speaking here.

 

[RillianPA]

"I am Morrison, and these, my companions, are Calondor, Makas, Rell, and Fror. We were tasked by the church of Fharlanghn to investigate and stop the problems plaguing the roads in this area. On our way out here, we were asked to guard a caravan bringing weapons to the locals so that they could form their own guard. However, this afternoon, the caravan master, a man named Nadour turned traitor, and attacked us, along with 2 of his men. This evening we met your mayor, Golaer, who claims that you have more knowledge of Nadour's crimes, and can show us what he has hidden in the caravan."

 

[Scotley]

Rell Half-Giant Soul Knife

Rell thanks the elf for healing him and then proceeds to listen as he doesn't really know what's going on since he fell early in the battle.

 

[DarkMaster]

Acknowledging Morrison questions, the elf silently walks towards the exit. Makas, Morrison and Calondor let him pass. He leads you towards the wagon where some villagers are already opening boxes, removing and storing their contents in hideout dissimulated under the soil.

The elf approaches one of the empty box, take a sword lying on the ground that wasn't stored yet and hit the bottom of the box with it. The blow reveals a secret compartement filled with bags of herbs. He takes one of the bags and show it to the group. "You see this, they mix it with bread and feed our people with it. This thing is extremely addictive and resisted up to know all my spell. You don't need to enslave our people to gain their cooperation. Once everybody was addicted to your bread you kept on rising the price and people keeps on buying them virtually spending all their money on these stupid bread. We try as much as we can to stop those caravan but more comes everyday. The villager are starting to hate us because they think that we want to prevent them from getting their beloved bread. He looks at the group with a visage that express extreme angers and throw the bag of herbs in a nearby river. He looks at the group and add "Don't worry when they aren't cooked they are completly harmless".

 

[RillianPA]

"Villainous!! This must be stopped. We will need a sample of those herbs, both as proof for my superiors, and so that we can try to find a cure for those poor villagers. Also, who besides Nadour is involved, I suppose for example that a baker is guilty?"

 

[Scotley]

Rell Half-Giant Soul Knife

Rell shakes his head in wonder and disgust. He has grown up with the tyrany of slavery and hard labor goaded by a whip, but to turn even a man's food against him. His mind reels at such dark practices. "Yes Morrison, this must be stopped," the softness of his voice belies a cold fury that can be seen in the eyes and the tenseness of muscle.

 

[Mithran]

Calondor (half-elf bard)

Calondor looks around at his companions and nods then he produces a handkerchief "We can carry the herbs in this"

 

[Legildur]

Makas (dwarf warrior)

Makas simply shakes his head in wonder at the lengths humans will go to to hurt their own. "Aye, count me in. If only to teach that Nadour a lesson!"

 

[DarkMaster]

The elf silently nods in agreement at Morrison deductions.

Fror looks at Makas, hesitates for a few seconds and steps forwards "What the heck, I am in too" The gnome doesn't seems to be convinced "Not like I have something better to do right now" He then laughs a little. The elf stays extremely serious gives a bad eyes to Fror and returns silently to his log house. The villager have almost completely unloaded the wagons. Fror do not seems to appreciate the elf attitude but stay silent. He saved his life after all. He turns towards the other and asks "Were do we begin our investigation? The gnome eyes suddenly grow very large " HEY HEY, HEY, YOU STOP ... Before any of you react he his running after and shouting at four villagers unloading his wagon and eating his food.

 

[Mithran]

Calondor (half-elf bard)

Calondor hands the handkerchief to Morrison "Gather some of the herbs please, I'll see what I can do for Fror" Calondor says as he runs after Fror