World of Low'verok

[Dark Nemesis]

Wearily, Brigitte watches as the mother rat quickly decays into a disgusting puddle, backing away a few steps so that the muck does not get onto her boots. She tried to ignore the way the wound inflicted by the rat’s bite burned, and focused instead upon flicking the gore from her swords. “That was disgusting….”

 

[Guest 11456]

Gaoi Gustwig : Air Genasi Wizard 3

The air genasi breaths a sigh of relief as the beast finally falls. He places the wand back in his pack with a nod. It seems to be a good wand to use. Some time soon he needs to try out his other two wands. But not right now. He begins to search around the area for anything of interest. "Is everyone OK?" Then he gets a notion and turns to the two newcomers. "Pottofer and Virgil? We are indepted to you for your help in dealing with the rat infestation. Now that things seem to have calmed down a bit, perhaps you can tell us a bit about yourselves. How did you come to find out about these things?" Then he returns his attention to searching the area.

 

[Graywolf-ELM]

Draxiksus male Lizardfolk Ranger lvl2

"Good work with your bladesss, Brigitte. And good hunting to all of you for your assssssissstance." He has particular trouble getting that word out.

Drax begins hunting down the remaining rats in the area, keeping to the closer ones for now to remain within hearing distance of any conversation.

 

[Ashy]

Pottofer grins a wide friendly grin and sticks out his chubby, clammy hand. "Pottofer Placidpool, faithful o' Eldath, at yer service. And you might be who, son o' the wind?" He nods at the air genasi's reply and then answers his question in turn, "Me an' Virgil we had been followin' th' tracks o' these demon-rats fer about a week now, I reckon. Ulfor Wellson, one o' them nobles from th' southlands called fer some help with these nasty flesh-strippers-", the water genasi motions to the bodies of the defeated rats with his aspergillum, "and we signed on ta help. We got to th' sinkhole an' saw footprints - your's, I reckon, and thought ya might need a bit o' help. Seems that we were dead ta rights..."

 

[Guest 11456]

Gaoi Gustwig : Air Genasi Wizard 3

Gaoi bows with a flourish. "I am Gaoi Gustwig." After the explaination. "Aye! Your help was invaluable. We should make sure all is taken care of before leaving this area. We should check on the altar as well. Perhaps it needs to be destroyed." Gaoi heads back toward the alter to search it.

 

[Argent Silvermage]

Elexia

The white mother pushes a stray lock of her white blond hair from her face and get up. "Indeed. We thank you wholeheartedly for your assistance. I am Elexia, a White Mother of Alnaria. I am pleased to make your aquaintance. May I suggest we return to the farmers and rest before we search the area? I wish to prepare a blessing to purify this place."

 

[Ashy]

Pottofer shrugs, "I reckon any of them's good idears...."

 

[Dark Nemesis]

"Thank you, Drax. You fought well," Brigitte replied with a weary smile. She then looked to the newcomers. "The name is Brigitte. Good timing on your parts."

"The White Mother does have a point," she agreed, even as Gaoi approached the altar. With a soft sigh, she moved to follow him, to make sure nothing jumped out at him. Personally, returning after a brief rest sounded great to her. A brief rest, and a hot bath, with lots of soap.

 

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

*Drax, the remaining rats seem to be dying with the loss of their mother, and the few remaining are quickly slain. Gaoi examines the altar, and realizes it's nothing more than an ancient one devoted to a god of rain. It just seems that this temple was abandoned many years ago.*

*Drax, when you're finishing hunting down the rats, something catches your eye in the muck. Moving it with a toe or stick reveals it to be a shining belt buckle.*

 

[Ashy]

Pottofer makes sure no one else needs healing and then remains with the bulk of the group, wherever that is...

OOC: Isida, how do Virgil and I get paid? Do we have to go back to the lord?