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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Telsar" data-source="post: 1696006" data-attributes="member: 18837">At Brie’s, Beatrice whispers back “It’s just one of the client rooms.  Nothing special about it that I’m aware of.”  The stairs down are at the other end of the hall, so Accalon tells Bea to wait as he advances to the door.  The crackling noise is still coming from within as his gauntleted hand grabs the doorknob and turns.  Once the door is open, even just a little, Accalon can guess what’s making the noise as he smells smoke and feels heat coming from the room.  Within, he sees one wall of the room on fire, flames crackling and licking over what was once a painting of some kind.  There are some smaller fires on the carpet, probably having spread there, but the center of the flames definitely appears to be the wall.  No one seems to be here, but Accalon does notice a broken window.  The room contains a large sofa, a small bar with a number of liquor bottles on shelves behind it, and a doubled bed.  The flames are spreading, and if they reach any of the furniture or the bar, it’s likely to spread much faster.The next morning in the forest, Lydia and Sunedilar leave to meet with Aligor, leaving Gwyn and Alev dozing in their tent, and Alicia relatively alone and bored.[I’m saying Gwyn and Alev are dozing to explain why they never responded to Lydia.  Both are sleeping lightly enough that what happens next could be heard by them, if/when either can post]Just a few minutes after her two companions have left, Alicia thinks she hears something above her.  Looking up, she sees a short, very hairy figure standing on a tree limb about thirty feet up.  As Alicia looks at it, it speaks saying “Damn it, your ears are apparently way too big.  So you can kill any dwarf, can you?”  The voice is scraggly but somewhat soft, apparently a female, and focusing on it, Alicia thinks it could be a very hairy female dwarf.  “That’s not very nice.  Especially since your camped in my forest.  But I’ll still be a gracious host.”  She reaches into the mass of wild hair that seems to run from head to toe, and pulls out a bright red apple.  She drops it down at Alicia’s feet and says “Here, you look hungry”  It’s absolutely impossible to gauge facial expression on the dwarf at this distance, and with all that hair.At the edge of town, Lydia and Sunedilar see something that wasn’t there the day before: various banners and stands and platforms, being put up by a couple dozen people.  The banners indicate it’s for a Festival of Fharlanghn, the god of travel and roads, that is supposed to start in a few days.  Which makes sense, since the Day of Fharlanghn, a generally recognized holiday, is coming up in about a week.  At one of the stands, Lydia and Sunedilar sees someone they recognize, although only Lydia knows his name; Algernon, still dressed rather fancily, seems to be discussing something with a man hammering nails into one side of the stand.  Algernon doesn't notice them yet.  The place Lydia and Sunedilar are to meet Aligor, at his ‘home’, is closer to the center of the city and so is still a half-hour ride away or so.</blockquote>

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