Aldern Foxglove
First Post
"Ah thank you Berm lad." Zantalus says smiling wearily. "Right off to rest, I won't tell you where or a certain sizable paragon of womanhood might force you to talk. Good night all."
What Adventure Awaits?
- Thread starter Mark Chance
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Scott DeWar
Prof. Emeritus-Supernatural Events/Countermeasure
"then there will be no rest if she finds you."
Berm also leaves and heads to his own wagon, with a minor detour, where he lets the cCvrcvs manager know to wake him for a watch about the encampment. Dispite his injurines, he wants to take care of his fellow performers.
Berm also leaves and heads to his own wagon, with a minor detour, where he lets the cCvrcvs manager know to wake him for a watch about the encampment. Dispite his injurines, he wants to take care of his fellow performers.
Mark Chance
Boingy! Boingy!
OOC: I'm not gone. The fever is making the rounds through the family, including me. I should get everything moving again later today or tomorrow. The party's new cleric will be introduced at that time.
Mark Chance
Boingy! Boingy!
Day Two
The new day dawns. Thanks to the healing effects of time combined with the divine ministrations of Shalaye and Crusher Strongbrew, the carnival's resident healer, everyone is back on their feet after yesterday's terrible events.
During the night, the sickness continued to spread through the animals. Now even the reptiles have shown symptoms. Those that aren't enraged are either dying from convulsions or already dead.
Berm, Zantalus, Kaer, and Crusher arrive at the mess tent more or less at the same time. Rorbi is there, serving porridge and bread and apologizing for the lack of meat. In light of the problems with animals, it seems prudent to go vegetarian.
"Thank you for yesterday," Rorbi says to Berm, Zantalus, and Kaer. "Vandro is still a bit shaken up, but he'll be okay in a day or two. Of course, we cannot even trust the fish from the river anymore, can we? So Vandro's favorite thing to do.... It is gone."
The new day dawns. Thanks to the healing effects of time combined with the divine ministrations of Shalaye and Crusher Strongbrew, the carnival's resident healer, everyone is back on their feet after yesterday's terrible events.
During the night, the sickness continued to spread through the animals. Now even the reptiles have shown symptoms. Those that aren't enraged are either dying from convulsions or already dead.
Berm, Zantalus, Kaer, and Crusher arrive at the mess tent more or less at the same time. Rorbi is there, serving porridge and bread and apologizing for the lack of meat. In light of the problems with animals, it seems prudent to go vegetarian.
"Thank you for yesterday," Rorbi says to Berm, Zantalus, and Kaer. "Vandro is still a bit shaken up, but he'll be okay in a day or two. Of course, we cannot even trust the fish from the river anymore, can we? So Vandro's favorite thing to do.... It is gone."
Scott DeWar
Prof. Emeritus-Supernatural Events/Countermeasure
Looking to Zantalus, Berm asks in earnest, "What about your pet squierrl?"
Mark Chance
Boingy! Boingy!
Rupert slides into view from beneath a table and chitters at Berm. The "squirrel" appears healthy and in good spirits.
Scott DeWar
Prof. Emeritus-Supernatural Events/Countermeasure
"Good to see you too, there Sir. Rupert the Squirrel"
Aldern Foxglove
First Post
"You will earn a bite Berm, Rupert is a muscalid not a sciuridae, or to be more particular a ferret not a squirrel. But proper classification aside I suppose we ought to be off." The old elven wizard begins walking towards the town.
Scott DeWar
Prof. Emeritus-Supernatural Events/Countermeasure
To Rupert: "You know I was only kidding, right?
