Return to Mareth (In Game)
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[What here is not what appears to be?]
Elliana goes around from house to house, asking people about suspicious characters and the missing people. For the houses without any people in it, she peeks through whatever she can, and looks around the houses' surroundings.
Elliana goes around from house to house, asking people about suspicious characters and the missing people. For the houses without any people in it, she peeks through whatever she can, and looks around the houses' surroundings.
[What here is useful or valuable to me?]
Derek opens his mouth, beginning to word a strange tongue, after a while he stops, nothing seeming to change, he then goes through abandoned houses, for he noticed something a while ago. the presumed attackers objective are the people, not material items, meaning he might be able to find useful supplies and/or valuables for their endeavors.
Derek opens his mouth, beginning to word a strange tongue, after a while he stops, nothing seeming to change, he then goes through abandoned houses, for he noticed something a while ago. the presumed attackers objective are the people, not material items, meaning he might be able to find useful supplies and/or valuables for their endeavors.
Elliana made her way around the outskirts of the village, with Derek in tow. As she questioned the few people willing to talk to a stranger, she began to notice a surprising number of houses that didn't seem to have owners. As if the town had once sported a much larger population.
While Elliana was busy chatting up the residents of the town, she failed to notice Derek slip away on his own. Pausing, momentarily, to conjure up an extra set of hands, the wily mage could not suppress his opportunistic side any longer, and quietly slipped into one of the abandoned houses. What he found was... disappointing, to say the least. Apparently, even in a town this small, people were not in the habit of leaving valuables in homes once a person was declared deceased. Giving the empty dwelling a quick once-over, he was about to leave when a curious glint in the fireplace caught his eye. Kneeling down to investigate, he blew away some of the ancient ash. His eyes widened in delight as three small colorless uncut gems were revealed. Pocketing his small prizes, he quickly left the house. A fresh spring in his step, he quickened his pace to catch up with Elliana, only to blunder right into one of the villagers.
The man was significantly shorter than Derek, but what he lacked in height he more than made up for in muscle. His long hair and big bushy beard were a deep black, and he wore a smith's apron with more than a few scorch marks on it. "Ah, another newcomer," he says with a stern tone. "Elder Nomer, wants to have a word with you." The man motioned to a large house near the center of town. Derek looked around for Elliana, only to see that she was having a similar confrontation with a few other villagers.
[We're going to have to pause things again until the rest of the party can make their posts.]
While Elliana was busy chatting up the residents of the town, she failed to notice Derek slip away on his own. Pausing, momentarily, to conjure up an extra set of hands, the wily mage could not suppress his opportunistic side any longer, and quietly slipped into one of the abandoned houses. What he found was... disappointing, to say the least. Apparently, even in a town this small, people were not in the habit of leaving valuables in homes once a person was declared deceased. Giving the empty dwelling a quick once-over, he was about to leave when a curious glint in the fireplace caught his eye. Kneeling down to investigate, he blew away some of the ancient ash. His eyes widened in delight as three small colorless uncut gems were revealed. Pocketing his small prizes, he quickly left the house. A fresh spring in his step, he quickened his pace to catch up with Elliana, only to blunder right into one of the villagers.
The man was significantly shorter than Derek, but what he lacked in height he more than made up for in muscle. His long hair and big bushy beard were a deep black, and he wore a smith's apron with more than a few scorch marks on it. "Ah, another newcomer," he says with a stern tone. "Elder Nomer, wants to have a word with you." The man motioned to a large house near the center of town. Derek looked around for Elliana, only to see that she was having a similar confrontation with a few other villagers.
[We're going to have to pause things again until the rest of the party can make their posts.]
[Rolled a 5 and a 3, with +1 wis it gives me 9... rip]
[What should i be on the lookout for?]
Mia enters the town and slowly studies it. It is definitely not the same town she came to last time, looking run down and the small population that still lives here have gaunt faces and sad, empty eyes. "This place, it feels like death..."
[What should i be on the lookout for?]
Mia enters the town and slowly studies it. It is definitely not the same town she came to last time, looking run down and the small population that still lives here have gaunt faces and sad, empty eyes. "This place, it feels like death..."
[Rolled a 6 and a 5, with a +2 wis mod. 13 total.]
[What happened here Recently?] [What should I be on the lookout four?] [What here is not what it appears to be?]
Castella follows Mia into town, her mind sharp as she takes in the strange town. "Death would be a comforting feeling. It can be faced and in some ways defied. But this...this is a worse feeling. Mystery hangs in the air, trickery lies in the shadows and unrest is so thick you could cut it with a knife."
[What happened here Recently?] [What should I be on the lookout four?] [What here is not what it appears to be?]
Castella follows Mia into town, her mind sharp as she takes in the strange town. "Death would be a comforting feeling. It can be faced and in some ways defied. But this...this is a worse feeling. Mystery hangs in the air, trickery lies in the shadows and unrest is so thick you could cut it with a knife."
As Mia, and Castella, made their way through town, it quickly became apparent that Ingnam was not used to visitors. Almost every person they passed took notice of them in some way. Some dropped what they were doing and hurried into their homes, others merely stared at the two of them. As they got deeper into town, both women began to notice, with growing concern, that every person they passed seemed to be armed in some fashion. Most of the villagers were carrying knives, or clubs, of various sizes. Others had woodcutting axes, sickles, or some other sharp farming implement, most of which looked to have been recently sharpened. All in all, the town seemed to be expecting trouble.
As they made their way to the opposite side of town, a curious sight caught Castella's eye. One of the trails leading out of town seemed to have seen significantly higher foot traffic than the others they had passed. Strangely, the trail did not lead to one of the farms, or roads out of town, but up into the heavily forested hills that made up the border of Lothlyde. Despite her best efforts, she couldn't recall ever hearing of a mine in this area.
Just as the two of them were about to start heading back to regroup with their companions. A harsh voice called out, "Hold there, travelers!" Approaching them were three men dressed in leather armor and wearing blue cloaks that were held in place by shield shaped brooches identifying them as constables. "Elder Nomer, has requested your presence, I'm going to have to ask you to come with us," said the leader of the trio.
As they made their way to the opposite side of town, a curious sight caught Castella's eye. One of the trails leading out of town seemed to have seen significantly higher foot traffic than the others they had passed. Strangely, the trail did not lead to one of the farms, or roads out of town, but up into the heavily forested hills that made up the border of Lothlyde. Despite her best efforts, she couldn't recall ever hearing of a mine in this area.
Just as the two of them were about to start heading back to regroup with their companions. A harsh voice called out, "Hold there, travelers!" Approaching them were three men dressed in leather armor and wearing blue cloaks that were held in place by shield shaped brooches identifying them as constables. "Elder Nomer, has requested your presence, I'm going to have to ask you to come with us," said the leader of the trio.
She looks to Mia then back to the guards. "I am sorry if we offended you with your presence, but we are not here to cause any trouble. So long as you give me your word that we will not be harmed in any way, I will come along without fus. Though I must ask...where does that trail lead to?" She points to the trail that leads into the woods.
[Penguin, what you should be on the lookout for is the potential armed mob, if this goes south.]
Not wanting to antagonize the already wary citizens, the intrepid adventurers decided to go along peacefully with the guards. They were lead to the big house near the center of town. The sitting room they found themselves in was rustic but comfortable. Waiting for them there was what had to be the oldest man any of them had ever seen; probably in his late eighties. As they entered, he raised his wrinkled, hairless, head and gave a warm smile. "Ah, visitors. What brings you folks to our little slice of Lothlyde? And so heavily armed at that."
Not wanting to antagonize the already wary citizens, the intrepid adventurers decided to go along peacefully with the guards. They were lead to the big house near the center of town. The sitting room they found themselves in was rustic but comfortable. Waiting for them there was what had to be the oldest man any of them had ever seen; probably in his late eighties. As they entered, he raised his wrinkled, hairless, head and gave a warm smile. "Ah, visitors. What brings you folks to our little slice of Lothlyde? And so heavily armed at that."
"We are here to investigate a large number of vanishings in this general area. A large number of towns have reported that lone travelers have suddenly vanished, never to be seen again. My companions and I have been contracted by Duke Theodore to try and find the source and stop it if we can. Do you have any information that could help us?"
"As my companion has said, we are here to seek out whatever is stealing the people from this area, any information you can provide would be apprecitated." She gives a short bow to the village elder, then returns to her normal stance.
"Indeed they are," the elder replied. "Fortunately, the one I speak of is still a juvenile; barely bigger than a horse. It move into a cave up in the hills some time ago. The beast attacked our village once, but fortunately we managed to drive it off. It has since stuck to ambushing lone travelers, and anyone who strays too far from town."