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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Wrahn" data-source="post: 1761025" data-attributes="member: 9191">Dimitri~The sun is bright and warm in the sky as Dimitri makes his way to the abandoned graveyard.  It is hard to believe that something bad could happen on such a lovely day, but Dimitri knows that evil doesn’t wait for dark and stormy nights to strike.The trees are much older as he approaches the overgrown graves.  He could see where the graveyard might have a bad reputation.  The local plant life looked healthy and there were birds singing in the trees.  It was unlikely that there was anything more sinister here than an aggressive squirrel.Approaching the half-collapsed chapel brought forth memories of his first journey here so long ago.  Why they had chosen to come here at night was beyond him, but they had.  They had been met by a handful of zombies and skeletons out in the yard itself.  They had dealt with them relatively easily.  Inside the chapel they had found several ghouls holding some kind of unholy mass.Stepping into the chapel he could almost see the pitched battle again.  Being knocked against that wall, Jonjon’s heroic charge to save Catelyn.  Both heroic and foolish, all of them had been.  But they had won, if only just.  Jonjon hadn’t, but he did manage to save Catelyn.  Dimitri shook his head, he was here to find the boy, not relive the past.Looking around, it was fairly obvious what happened, the gapping hole in the floor was a clear indication the floor had collapsed into the cellar below.  Not trusting the floor to his weight, Dimitri walked around the structure to the entrance to the cellar.  The door was no longer there and he cautiously stepped into the darkness.As he suspected the boy lay there in a pile of rubble.  He wasn’t moving, but he still drew breath.Tares Hehrog~  (2 demerits for thinking ahead of the DM)Evening comes, while Tares had read through 4 of the travelogues, nothing but tantalizing hints of a deeper understanding seems to be contained in them.Cerren enters the room as Tares finishes the fourth book, “If you have a moment, the Lady requests you presence when you find a convient time.”Ata, Glangim~The hall is filled with boisterous dwarves.  One dwarf seems to be finishing a story makes the entire place erupt in laughter.He holds his mug high and yells “To Derrick!” which the gather responds “To Derrick” and they all take a deep drink and then another begins a story.  Some are poignant, some are humorous but it is clear everyone here had a great fondness for the dwarf.After about an hour, Glangim enters the hall.  The festivities go on deep into the night.  As morning nears, Balin Steelbiter makes his way to the table where Ata, Glangim and Untor sit.He places his hand on Glangim’s shoulder, “Sorry lad, I knew ye and Derrick were close.”He sits down, “You find out what happen to the squidies?”Shifter~The dwarves seem to be entrenched in the party/funereal beneath Shifter.  As their laughter waifs up to him, his feeling of isolation increases.  He knows he would not be turned away, as well as he knows he would not be truly welcomed.The smell of pine seems to wander through the cavern.  Dun Faerin sit midway up Mount Faerin, the gates of the city are the only thing that would keep Shifter running free in the night forests, which would seem a welcome change to the stifling cavern.</blockquote>

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