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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Delgar" data-source="post: 872709" data-attributes="member: 3195">The Drawing of Three cont'“Be careful Ghared I sense that powerful forces are trying to oppose you. You must leave at once, you will find no answers here only trouble.” The woman placed a hand on his head, and several visions flashed in his mind. “You will find others on your way that can help you, now go quickly before they find you!” ***Ghared took a sip of his drink, trying to wipe the thoughts from his mind. He fumbled absently with the silver medallion that hung around his neck, tracing the two hands bound together, with his fingers. ‘Why have you involved me in this,’ he thought to himself. ‘Illmater what is your will?’ He then noticed that the barkeeper, a tall lanky fellow, was staring at him intently, smiling at him with a toothless grin. Ghared raised his mug, slid a few silvers to the side of the table and nodded appreciatively.Ghared quickly scanned the room, another small town filled with farmers.  ‘Ah, it’s hopeless,’ Ghared thought to himself, ‘Where am I going to find help among peasant rabble?’Just at that moment the door to the inn opened and in walked a black robed dwarf with ashen skin, carrying a wicked looking maul with a skull etched on it’s head.Ghared nearly choked on his drink, “forgive me for doubting your will Illmater,” he mumbled silently.  All eyes in the tavern had tuned to the dwarf and a silence fell over the crowd.Melkantur stood in the doorway eyeing up the inhabitants of the tavern warily, for a brief moment it seemed that time itself had stopped for not a soul made a sound. Melkantur raised his hand towards the bar and spoke gruffly, “Barkeep I’ll have two of your finest ales and a bowl of whatever that slop is by the fire.” Time resumed, and the rest of the patrons seemed to go back to minding their own business. The barkeep smiled his toothless grin to the dwarf and quickly went to work.“Well Rigdar,” Melkantur mumbled to his companion, “Welcome to Mudcake!”***    Cales knew that something was wrong before he’d even approached his home. He had sensed it in the back of his mind on the last leg of his journey home, but the full realization hadn’t come to him until he started walking up the path to his house. The property was wild and overgrown with weeds, it was like nobody had lived here in years. The farmhouse itself was in shambles and the barn was empty.'Where could they have gone?’ Cales thought to himself.  ‘Why didn’t they tell me, where they were going? I guess I’ll have to head into town and ask around.’Secretly, in the small recesses of the back of his mind he knew that his parents had abandoned him, that they had never wanted him. But it didn’t make sense it didn’t make any sense at all and he needed to know the truth.***“Well Grrr, so far we haven’t been very successful, have we?” Sasha asked her bear companion. “First two people ran screaming away from us and then, I’m sure that there was someone there at that farmhouse just a ways back. Are we really that scary Grrr?”Grrr just stared at her blankly with his tongue lolling in an out of his mouth.“Oh well, maybe we’ll get more help in town. We’re almost there now, no point turning back.” Sasha stated confidently pointing up the road where there appeared to be several buildings. She shifted the helm, shaped like a jackal’s head, and started walking towards the town with an air of confidence. “Come on Grr,” she called back.Grrr stood on the road a moment staring after the small figure walking away from him. He slowly shook his head back and forth and then trodded up behind Sasha.</blockquote>

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