Kree, Drasius, Ivy, Rolf , Justin and Durzak enter the Inn. It  was one of the Bigger Inns the group has been in, nearly twice the  size of  'The Walk the Plank' in Ironmound.

 The owner  was Elven  as were all the server grils. The people in the  inn where of  all races There was even three Blueskinned  Goblins, dressed in robes. and Oddly enough, most folks  greeted them or nodded in greeting. RAther then try to take the  ehads  from thier shoulders.

 Kree stopped at a LOngtable near the fireplace, Two human locals where there  and Looked up at Kree for a moment then went back to talking, Kree said   in a quiet  tone,..we need this  table...now....

 THe  YUOunge r fellow went to say something to  the elf, but his eyes  settled on the Arrow  pin...the two humans  got up and moved to  a smaller round  table  across the room. The server girls  came over, Kree asked that  two pots of stew, and Mugs of  ale  be brought over...as well as three bottles of  Elven Gold  wine...the grils  took off to gather the order.

 Ivy shook his head, You did not need to chase the humans  away...there is another long  table  across the way...

  With a shrug, Kree  put  his quiver  and pack on the back of  a chair  and  sat down. leaning hi  bow against the table,..I like this table...when either  of them , move past me on the Totem?  They can choose where they  want to sit...

In reply to donsr (msg #1):

Justin thanks the elfmaid then takes a seat diaognally opposite Kree. When they are all seated and an opportunity for discussion presents itself he leans forward Wouldst any of Thee be averse to establishing field practices we could utilise against the Ferrals.

  Kree looks at the others,It might be something to think on, but you have to remember, the Cats  do not  fight  open battles, they hunt, like us...

In reply to Kree Quickshadow (msg #3):

Justin nods he was thinking about Tactics they could used to counter the Cats hunting techniques. Having a myriad of possibilities to consider Skirmish is one of the more difficult techniques to master which can take a lifetime. May Eta provideth unto each a modicum of Fieldcraft in the coming days
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"I've seen how the cats hunt and the big thing I learned, show them no mercy."  Rolf eyes the place uneasily, especially the goblins, but he remains silent.

In reply to donsr (msg #1):

Having fulfilled his contract and being paid, Duran first saw to his horse. When he was certain that the stable boy understood his instructions, the warrior made his way to the doors of the Shattered Blade.

Duran stood at the doorway for a moment, then quickly slipped inside. He stood by the entrance for a while allowing his eye sight to adjust the the lower light levels. The warrior took in the room before him. This place was very odd indeed, he smiled and greeted the slip of a girl who asked him what he'd have.

"Ale, Miss." he replied, "Please bring it to the table over there." he said pointing to the table where Kree was sitting. "And thank you." he said as an after thought.

Duran approached the table where the other adventurers sat. As he did one of the blue-skined goblins crossed his path. Without hesitation his left hand shot down to his short sword. He stopped in mid draw when he was greeted with a friendly "Hello, sir!" and a freindly yet toothy smile.

Duran seemed embarassed and quickly pushed the sword back down in its sheath. "Ummm..hello back." Duran replied. "Sorry about that." he said amazed the creature wasn't trying to kill him.

Finally reaching the table Duran greeted those sitting at the table. "Greetings and well met. I am Duran Owedoc." he said, breifly making eye contact with everyone seated at the table.

"I didn't mean to be eves dropping earlier." he said looking Kree in the eye. "Though in all fairness you weren't exactly trying to have a private conversation."

 Kree looks  up at the  Fellow and   gestures  to  an open chair, I am Kree...Quickshadow. That is  my Cousin  Ivyian  Nightblade, and  the  elfmaid is Drasius...These folk who are with us are...Justin....Rolf..and the new fellow is Durzak.

  We have food, ale  and  wine coming..Join us. And...if you are looking for  work, perhaps you might wish to join our  Company...if you are interested, I will give you the basis of our group...if you are  still interested, I will sign you up. Good  Durzak , was signed in Ironmound, at the 'Walk the Plank', bu Reedrick, our  Dwarven brother...

In reply to Kree Quickshadow (msg #7):

The blonde warrior didn't wait to be asked twice to be seated. He had been in the saddle for days and having a chair back for support felt great. Duran nodded his head as each introduction was made. His bow was slightly more pronounced when the elf lass was introduced to him. "A pleasure to meet you all!"

When the prospect of a job was brought up Duran nodded as he replied, "Aye, the contract I made with the merchants has run it's course, so yes I'm interested in a job." Duran took a long drink from his tankard of ale. "I assume we'd be hunting?" he asked.

In reply to Duran Owedoc (msg #8):

Justin returned the warriors nod. When the food and drink arrived he gave privat thanks  and bussied himself with consuming it. All the while listening to the exchange.

  when the food  arrived, Kree motioned for the others to dig in, he fussed with a wine bottle  while he  waited  for the others to get thier food, and drank down one  Glass of the elven gold, in a gulp, then poured another, and sipped it as he helped himself, he motioned  for another Pot of stew  and  a few more loaves of the bread, the  servers Brought  some freshly churded  Butter out  as well.

  Frist off, Good Duran. The Crimson Arrows are not just  a band of seel sowrds, ot  tunnel crawlers. We  do that, of  course, but our  main payh, is to eliminate  as many folksm who follow the darkness, as we can..Slavers and Bandits, and the damnable Red Isle  Halflings get speical attention, should be catch one. And  should be  find a Red Elf...well....Many a folk in the Village  would be glad, its  been a long time since a  Red Elf  has been..er...handled...in public...

  We  are not here, to save the souls of those who walk the darkness...we  are here to send thier  soul  to thier  gods..and the more savage the means, the better. he points, not  only top the table, but  to the Inn, then out the door.These...are savage lands. And Evil does not  fear the good...it uses good's weaknesses against them...we..The Arrows..and   perhaps  another olld Company or two..treat the foes  as they treat the innocent...should are travels  take  us to a slaver camp?  we would burn  and Pillage the camp, as they have  our Village, and  the farmsteads of these lands....in short...we are the fire, that fights the fire...and thus?  we are feared  by those we hunt, and ...perhaps...even by some of  our allies...but  that is unimportant to us, as long as we keep whittling down the foes....

  He takes  a bite  of stew and  dips  some  bread in the  gravel and  nibbles that down, then Looks at Duran, So?  Tell me Duran....Could  you be one of us?

In reply to Duran Owedoc (msg #8):

Durzak returns the nod from Duran and when the food and drink arrived he downs a mug of ale and consumes the stew with a ear to the conservation that is goin on at the table.

In reply to Kree Quickshadow (msg #10):

When Kree had finished speaking Duran took another long draw from his ale. The warrior paused and looked around the table before returning his gaze to Kree's.
"It has been my experience that the world is more shades of gray. Light and dark exist it is true, but most people operate somewhere in the middle."

He paused to take another drink before continuing. "Bandits and slavers deserve what end they meet for the suffering they inflict on their victims. When they chose their profession they knew what they risked."

"Having never met or seen a Red Isle halfling or a Red Elf, I can not say for sure that they all walk the path of darkness. I would have swore it were true of our blueskined fellows over there." he said pointing at a passing goblin. "But apparently my belief was miss-informed hear-say."

"Yes friend Kree, I could ride with your company. But I kill a man or beast for my own reasons. And if I kill them it will be as swiftly and as efficiently as possible."

Rolf pays little attention to the yammering about good and evil and all.  For his money, he liked them and us, keep it nice and simple.

"Don't forget the catfolk.  I'll let a dozen Red Elves or Red Isle Halflings pass to get a crack at putting down the feral bastards."

  Kree listened to Duran and nodded, He reached inside his Tunic   and  withdrew a small metal pox, Opeing it, there were a number of  Rudy Arrows,Not all alike, but  it was plain that each and everyone, was  a Crimson arrow. Taking one  out, he tucked the box  back inside his tunic and slide the arrow  towards Duran. Then take  this pin, put it where it is easy to see. I will add your name to the charter, once  we are done here. Pay is 10 Gold per month, Plus what you make on bounties  and other jobs...The Company gets  a percanage too, to keep the group solid...

  He looks over to the Blueskinned goblins  and chuckles, The Blueskinned  Goblins Hail from the  Highpeak Mountains..they are the swore enemies of  the Blackskinned goblins, who are allied to the Dark Dwarves and the  vairous Mountain creatures  we fight....truth be told...40 years  or so ago, we would have been hunting them as well..but treaties  are treaties..so they are now allies..

  The Red Isle  Halflings are the ones who promote the slave trade, both as pirates and buyers of flesh...they have entered into  an alliance with the  Red Elves, who seek to take the  whole of the land of Laynak, and Thus far, only  Ironmound  and her alllies  have stood between them and thier goal..  Ivy added to Duran, for information.

In reply to Kree Quickshadow (msg #14):

Without pausing from his meal Justin absorbed the details he had just heard, storing them for consideration at a later date. If Duran Owedoc takes the red arrow he'll raise a goblet Praise Eta another perspective willing to be of used to Thy Purpose.

In reply to Justin (msg #15):

Duran took the arrow and attached it to the front of his cloak near the collar on his right side. "Looks like you have another arm in your fight." he said with a grin.

When Justin made his toast Duran raised his tankard. "I'll take a drink to honor your God my new friend, though when I pray it is to Trall." Duran smiled. "Afterall the gods are a fickle lot, and I can't think of a reason I would want to offend the God of luck."

  Ivy  chuckles as he raises his  glass of  Wine  along  with Kree' Drasius smiles slightly, a dartk look in her eyes to go with that smile.

  The InnKeep came over and smiled,one of the girls  says you are going cat Hunting? If you have any luck, Bring  me as many Fangs as you can pull. I will gfive  you a copper a piece for them..

 Kree nods,Sounds  like  a contract to me Creble. Whatever  coin we make, is more then we had before   we cashed in...

Anst rightly so Goodfellow. Praise be unto Eta anst Glory unto Thrall Putting goblet to mouth he drained its contents in one breath. Deposting the goblet on the table and taking up a fork he continued eating.
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In reply to Justin (msg #18):

Duran raised his tankard again when Justin mentioned Thrall. Draining his ale he motioned for the nearest serving girl.  "You lass, bring my new found commrades in arms another round of their chosen poison! Ale for me lass." The he said smling at her with a friendly smile.
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 The  server Girl  smiles  and moves off  to the kitchen, as  the newer folks  look around the Inn, those who were in the Walk The Plank, note this place has Items  taken from fallen foes , hanging on the walls. One Board has  many differant , patches, pins, Lockets,armbands, feathers..anything  other companies use to show who they are.

  There are some heads of creatures on the walls as well as weapons and bits of armor.

In reply to Justin (msg #18):

Durzak raises his tankard in the salutes to Eta and Thrall also and to the lass
"Another tankard of ale for me if you dont know mind"

Durzak notices the wall taking in the board with all of the items that mark the different companies, also the walls with the heads, weapons and bits of armor. He looks to Kree and ask;

How many companies beside the Arrows come to Razorhawk Village and how they fill about us if you know what I mean are we on friendly terms with them.

  Kree sshakes his head  as he swallows  a bite, then reaches  for his glass of  wine,There are as many companies, as there ar fools who band together to make one. Companies the size of  The Arrows are small in number, and for the most part, Most Companies are at ease with one another, save  for the companies that are head quatered in Olant, or  across the Moutains in the accursed city of Harte...the  insignas on this wall are those  Arrows  have baattled in the past...some were just mere groups of adveenture folk, who were on the wrong  side of a baattle... The Black Moon... he points to an armband on the board that is white  with a Black circle on it, They have  headquarters in Ironmound  as well..and they are near, as large as us..we fight them on sight...it is believed they are fed coin from Harte, but there is no proof as of yet....as a rule, if anyone  comes to blades with a Black Moon team? The guards normally look the other way...

Durzak takes a drink of ale and the information that Kree gives,

Well at least I will know who I will be going up against if I cross paths with them in battle then.
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In reply to Kree Quickshadow (msg #23):

Duran ate and drank his ale listening to the conversation. As he looked at the trophies and trinkets he tried to memorize them for future reference. He also looked to see if he saw the sign of the Royal Griffin amoung those articles.

"So Kree, I heard you and the other Arrows speaking about the Catfolk earlier." he said pausing briefly to shove a mouthful of bread and cheese in his mouth. "What do we know about these people? What kind of resistance can we expect, numbers,organization? Anything known of their lair?"

  The  elf Looks at Ivy, then to the others, It deoends on the breed. LionFolk are more..haughty, then most..Tigerfolk, more  warlike..Jaguarfolk savage..Lynx work both ends..we have informants that are Lynx...and  there is a good bet, that some of them, report to whatever  Clan of Catfolk hired them...Jaguar Hunt, Tigers will try to face you in combat..Lionfolk will lead what gathered  furballs they have pulled uinder thier banners...Lionfolk, also seem to be the  only breed that can handle magic, and even then..its just the females. That is one of the reasons  they experiment in breeding with other races, hoping to create a breed that can gain the full use  of magic.

"Don't forget that the catfolk like to play with thier prey and that they all are in sore need of a blade in the gut."

Rolf eats well and enjoys the ale, but doesn't indulge overly much in either.

In reply to Rolf Liefsen (msg #27):

One doth surmise all willst be revealed on the morrow, with Eta's blessing he added waving a piece of cheese in the air.

In reply to Kree Quickshadow (msg #26):

Duran listened to the breakdown given by Kree, and he found himself wondering why the Crimson Arrows were so interested in erradicating the cat-folk in the first place. He was sure someone would eventually come to that point but at the moment he let that question go unsaid.

"So we know a little bit about their species in general." the warrior said looking Kree's direction. "My question was more one of tactics. Surely you do not intend to go head long into a hunt without having any intel on their unit strength, numbers total, and their defensive capabilities?"

Then Duran looked to the others, "They may need a blade to the gut Rolf, but even goblins and orcs in suffuicent numbers and with rudimentary planning can ambush and kill a full company of trained soldiers if they are being careless."

"And no offense to Eta, Justin, but i'm not one for leaving things to chance if I can help it."
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  Ivy puts  a hand  on Kree's shoulder as he answers Duran,..when we hunt...bandits..Cta folk..orcs..whatever the prey...we hunt them like animals...when we find a trail, it  will lead us to thjier  camp, or perhaps a small  lair of  sorts...then..we attack...The Catfolk are smart..aye..this is true. In fact. most of the prey we hunt are smart..The Red Elves amoung the smartest. But planning too soon, of things that may not  happen, can lead to yuou making  moves you may not  , otherwise do. Thus far? Our  losses have been light..save  for the pair of mages that were with us , when we were attacked  by the Gremblins.. One of the serpants got one...and we have no clue  what happened to the other..I can only assume, the gremblins that survived..got him.

In reply to Duran Owedoc (msg #29):

Justin glanced at the warrior. Indeed goodfellow Duran, Ast one also be, as demonstrated by our initial proposal... he politly points out.

  they talked  and ate, Kree paid for the  meals  and drinks and stood, shouldering his  quiver and bow,..It is time  for us to go see my Father. He will have the information we need to go on the Hunt. If there are not any suprise visitors,  You are welcome to use  some of  our Cabins to stay in..if nay? You may book a room here or one of the other Inns...But..for now...we go see my father..

 Ivy's  head hung and he shook it,this never  turns out well....

Durzak finish his last bit of stew and drink the last of his ale and gets up to follow Kree to see his father.

In reply to Durzak Glorgrim (msg #33):

Duran noddded his head, "Then lets get whatever info we can and get to the hunt." the warrior replied. "If you don't mind Kree I'd like to go with you to see your father as well." The warrior waited to see if it was okay, before joining. Otherwise he would stay and get himself set up in a room for the night.

  The  Elf  Nodded as he said,  The invitation is open to all arrows, Father has more  then enough room,unless he has  some visitors that have  come by...we shall see shortly, if nothing else  we  will garner  some information from him...

Rolf quietly picks up his belongings and follows along in Kree's wake.

As they follow Kree to his Fathers lodging Justin assumes a position at the rear of the group. This enables him to get a better view of the surroundings both directions, ahead and behind.
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  Kree rose from  his seat, he waved   one of the server Girls over...not that he needed to, the moment he  stood, two  of them nheaded to the table, Kree opened  a  purse on his  belt  and  slipped out some coins, He stacked  two stacks  of  10 silvers on the table, Taht is for   this  food, and whatever else   these folks wish...these are for you...  he  palmed them each one gold coin.

   I am going to the smitty , then to my home, I will meet you here tomorrow morn , an hour before  sunrise...make certain you eat...we  will be traveling fast until noon...I want to eat up alot  of  ground  while  the evening  preditors   are going to sleep, and the  daylight creatures , are just starting to rise....If you three wish to Join us? YUou are welcome...Lucy? Should you need a room, tell the  Inn Keep, he'll set you up... Night  to you all...  He picks up his bow    and pack  and heads to the  door, Two large  humans  walk in the door, Farmers by the look of them, they step aside  as Kree walks by with a nod..then the humans go to the bar.

Durzak is going to finish eating and head to his quarters to get some sleep before heading out in the morning. He is going to wake up an hour early to get his gear ready and get something to eat before meeting Kree in the moring.

When Durzak gets up to leave he says to everybody at the table, "I will take my leave also and hope to see you all in the morning."

Justin bids the others a pleasant nights rest then he too rises seeks a room for the night.

 The Moring Comes. Kree enters the Inn  and gets  a hot cup ofGound beans  from the south, he  pours  milk and  sugar into   it  and drinks. One of the servers Gives him an Arrow  pin,..she had a change of heart, she is going to work her  way  to Tou, then  go to Ironmound...

  Kree Nods  as he takes  a bite of pastery, reaches in his tunic  for the   Tin  and places the Arrow  Pin inside.

 As  soon as you all are ready?  we can leave...

Having got a earlier start Durzak got his gears and mount ready and then heading over to the inn to get something to eat. When Kree arrives Durzak is ready to head out.

Justins normal daily routene completed he emerged from Eta's temple crossed the short distance between it and Neta, stood for a moment  then headed to the tavern to meet the others. Pleased to see they were awake and enjoying a morning meal. Crossing to the table as Kree delivered his brief for the day. After partaking his meal he returned to the room collected his equipment and met the others at the entry. Let us be off then afor the sun rises

Luthien heads to the inn...he wouldn't stay the night here, but he would wait for Kree to be 'done' with a lot of stuff he wouldn't approve of.

But he gets the idea forcing the issue on this man wouldn't work, so he has to change this organization from the inside.

So he waits at a table, having already eaten well.

Rayna had made her self comfortable at the bar though she hadn't ordered a thing yet. Her eyes moved from person to person, studying each man and woman in the room. She occasionally would stop and stare at Ivy who seemed to have his hands full with the maidens from before. She only sighed before looking to Luthien with a nod.

After Durzak is finish visiting the temples, he heads to the inn to get something to eat and see if there is anything coming up.

Luthien invites Rayna to his table.

"Since Kree is going to be a while, why don't you tell me how the honor of your people works?"

In reply to Durzak Glorgrim (msg # 46):

Justin accompanied Durzak, to the inn. As they entered the sight of a warrior resplendent in highly polished plate to say the least appeared rather novel. Durzak good fellow wouldst Thee think yon personage be either noble or of an order.

In reply to Justin (msg # 48):

Durzak looks at the individual that Justin points out to him and replies, "If he be noble he would be unwise to wear such type of armor it would point him out as a target for bandits unless he travels with several guards. I say he probably belongs to either a paladin or cleric order, he must be new to the village along with his fair companion."

In reply to Durzak Glorgrim (msg # 49):

Well then wouldst Thee be adverse to determining which he prompted heading towards the duo without waiting for a reply from his comerad at arms.

Well met good Sir, ans gentle Madam. One beith Justin Haveslane, devout of Eta. Mayst one enquire how be Thee both, on such an morning he declared bowing to the lady.
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Luthien overheard dward and man.

"Right you are. I'm Luthien, of Tra's Order of Knights. A pleasure to meet you both."

He waves them over.

In reply to Luthien (msg # 51):

Rising from his bow he flashed a warm smile at both It be an honour to make Thy acquaintance Sir Luthien.

"Please, be seated. I had meant to talk to Kree about the Arrows, but I fear he and the drow are...busy. And it is not the sort business I can partake in."

The Code forbids THAT kind of thing, for obvious reasons.

In reply to Luthien (msg # 53):

Justin acknowledges Luthiens comment smiles contentedly and awaits the knights companion to recorpicate his introduction and be seated.

After a bit of quiet reflection, or what would have to pass for it in the confines of the village, Rolf hitches up his gear and heads to the tavern, thinking a hot meal and a tall mug would sit quite well at the moment.

In reply to Justin (msg # 50):

Durzak follows Justin over to the duo and after Justin makes his introduction, Durzak makes his, "Well met Sir and Madam, I would be Durzak Glorgrim".

After Luthien makes his introduction, Durzak replies "Its an honour to make your acquaintance Sir Luthien, have you been in the village long".

Rayna sat at the table after being invited over and looked down after his question over honor. she seemed to have froze in time and thought for a long while before suddenly coming back to life and looking at the others near them. "Yes please join us good sirs." She said with a smile as if she new they were their the whole time. She turns her attention to Luthien. "To your question earlier. My people only find honor in battle. Most would go and seek the battle in hopes of finding such honor." She turns her mind to the others. "My name is Rayna. it is a pleasure to meat you."

In reply to Rayna (msg # 57):

Durzak replies, "Its a pleasure to meet you also Rayna" and then he takes a seat at their table.

In reply to Rayna (msg # 57):

Mistress Rayna. Justin smiles in responce then takes a seat alongside Durzak. He notes Rolf enter the tavern waves him over Yon be Rolf Liefsen Catslayer he indicates in Rolfs direction. A surly type who doth holdeth those who don't prove themselves in combat, in low regard.. Placing his hands on his knees Sir Luthien Thee mentioned a desitre to converse with Captain Kree, hath Thee a mind to joining the Crimson Arrows.

"Indeed I did wish to speak to him about the Arrows and joining them. I could wish for less...brutality on his part, but a man like that will not be swayed by words from an outsider. In the meantime...you know, I think, what kind of Code we Knights must follow. He may know too, but if he doesn't, I'll have to make sure he understands before joining."

Then, to Rayna.

"There is honor to be found in battle. I'll have to remember that."

It's different from his, but there's wisdom in understanding another.

  the Door to the In Opens  Kree  shakes his head,All I am saying, had youo let be use my blade  for  5 more minutes..I...could have made him talk..I softened him up for you... he spoke to Dras  as they enters, He Motioned to the Inn Keeper who as already getting the  HArvest wine  ready.
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"dras came in laughing. "You are just upset that you owe me another mug." She shakes her head with a smile, heading for her pillow bench.

  Kree sat inthe  Tbale By the Bench..Ivy was in a corner  witht eh two women and the LIttle girl, he  was deep into telling  some  scarey tale..and  all three hung on his every word.

  One of the servers came over  with a tray  two Glass mugs, a bottle of Elven Gold...behind her came  another  womeb with   a small pot of stew, and two wooden bowls.

Well, the Commander returned, so Luthien does what he came here to do. After all, he was staying at the Temple, and already ate, so he needn't spend too much time here.

"Pardon, Commander, you were busy earlier, do you have time to...discuss things now?"

Rayna sat quietly, watching and listening to everyone as the table became fuller. She would wait until Kree spoke to her first, before speaking to him, or until everything became settled in the room. She pulls a small yellow vile from her sleeve, opens it then takes a sip of it before placing it back into her sleeve.

  Please..have a seat... I can get yhou a bowl if you wish? It has been a few days  since Dras  and I ate proper food, for that matter  are whole Unit...

  This is Drasius Flimtorn....we found her in a raid and freed her...she has  since found our 'calling' to be well suited for her tastes he takes  a deep drink from his mug,..now? Good Luthien, what would you like to speak on?

Luthien switches tables. He watches the drow...he knows well creatures of darkness within 10 feet of him will always be a little...uncomfortable.

"I wish to discuss the Arrows, and how we might work together. But before you agree, or not, you must be fully aware of the Code. I have...quite a few rules to follow, and my Lady Huntress will not look kindly on me if they get broken."

Mmmm.

"Will you listen to it? And I'll pass on the food. Father Bergan is having me stay at the Temple, which is where one such as I belongs."
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   The Elf  Nods as Luthien passes on the food,  Ahhh...the  Good Priest of Tra...I call on her from time to time, But  i put  most my trust in the sisters,,,,Eta  and Neta....If yoou have luck on your side?..You seldom fail...

 He  takes  a  spoodfull of  Stew  and waits until he swallows, dabbing his  chin with  a cloth 'napkin" the  server girls  put down,..I will, Indded listen...no harm came from hearing  words, whether or  not you agree to them...or nay...But...These lands...and thjose we hunt? do not  fear the deeds of those who follow  strivt, goodly codes. They even use that Code  against them...The slavers..The Red Isle  Halflings...and even those  from Rival Companies..fear us..because they know, we will not  shirk, in treating them, as they treatv others...

  Stirring the stew  just a bit  to help cool it , and before  he takes another  bite he says,..So Tell me..Warrior of Tra? What is the Code you follow..in these dark lands?

"I've known many men who thought themselves 'better lucky then good.' Still, it seems to be working for you. For myself, I trust my Lady's instincts ad skill."

And then, the Code.

"Many parts of the Code are personal. It doesn't affect a unit if I tithe, or use no more then 10 magic items, or so on. Where the problem is most likely to arise is when evil deeds are done in my presence. I won't be able to look the other way, either."

He has to let that sink in.

"This I can tell you, though. I am granted the ability to know when deeds are too far 'wrong.' And I sensed Darkness in you and your friend both when you went to torture the half ogre. I understand you wish to use the tools of your enemies against them. It's a point of tactics. But it's also a slippery slope. And in war, mercy is usually the first thing to go. If you wish to know when something is 'going too far', if you ask me, I'll be able to give you my Lady's opinion on it."

Mmmm.

"But as for me...
A knight is sworn to valor.
His heart knows only virtue.
His blade defends the helpless.
His might upholds the weak.
His word speaks only truth.
His wrath undoes the wicked!
"

Obviously reciting something.

(OOC:Yes, I ripped off Dragonheart (1996). Don't shoot me.)

  The elf   swallowed another spoonful of  stew, then took aother..he watched Luthien as he spoke, Luthien could almost feel himself  being weighed and studied in the elf's  mind.

  wa bit of  a  smile  came to his face as  the man said "going too far". Still , he l;ets the fellow finish and takes a deep pull on the  wine glass befoe  refilling his , and Dras's  and offers  it up once more to Luthien..The he answers.

   Good Fellow? I could tell you any number of stoires that would weigh in my favor..but i will simple tell you this.

  Once there were two men...just like you..Full of the blessing  and teachings of thier gods.... Both..like you  and many...many others...thought it wise to guide us on the path we tread. Until..the first time they saw a real slaver raid... We Incounter  One of them...on the raid that ended in setting Dras  free... Dras did not even wait to come to the Village..she asked for a bow..and we set off to hunt the  rest of the slavers...we came upon  a halfdozen or so..we caught them...tieed them to trees, and began to question them,,using the same methods they use,  to keep parents in line when they protest how the slavers  treat thier young.....The...'holyman'...couldn't take the \sight..and let lose the last two, while we were busy...turns out? One of them was one of them I have searched for...for the  last 2 years or so....The fellow..who would have ended up dead...Now lives..and holds more raids..Kills more people..rather  then rotting in ground....When i explained this to the Holyman? he was distraught...knowing his actions  have aided  the evil..well ours  was ending it....three days later  we caught a ride to Ironmount  on a BArge..the fellow..full plate and all...Jumped into the storm River..and sank from sight...though? Truth be told..a Serpant most likely ate him before  he ever drowned...what made him so distraught? I told him, that very deathy...every heartbreak caused by a missing  family member..any Hunters who would die  fighting those men...were now on his shoulders, because it would have ended...I suppose..his god might have even agreed...because  his incessant praying , did not give him any ease....

  He  hold up a hand  and nods,..YOu spoke to Brgan...he knows my way..of being the fire, that fights the fire...YOu see.. I elarned that  from the  Druids and the  older Rangers....sometime..a fire  breaks out..whether set..or  whether  by lighting? It matters not..the fire is on its way..and it  could  wipe out a village, and kill many animals in its  path...what the druids  and Rangers do?  they clear a path..a few yards  wide...then step onto the "fire's  side" of that  line...and they set another fire.... it does  not take long, before the two walls  fo flame meet...and burn eachother out..what the holy man did ? was like he picked up a brand  from that fore, and tossed it onto the  Village side of the  path...and the fire continued on...\


 ..Now?  Good Luthien..You see my thoughts..and can understand my ways..we do not....very often...torture a slaver for fun...we do..however ..have  fun torturing slavers... To see the same fear in thier eyes..to hear them beg for mercy...in the same way as a Mother  Might..to try to save her child from being taken...or..perhaps ..a Young wife  would do, when her husband  is killed , or she is taken away from him,..

  Smiling  Just a bit,..My Father, and the other  2  elders..see the world  as people like you do...but you saw...in the end..who they called  for aid?  he smiled..saddly..as he swirled the wine  around in his glass...Now? What does Tra..say about that?

Luthien pauses. The Commander heard him and his Code, and gave him his response.

"Why is torture specifically necessary? Would not simply slaying them in combat yield the same end? I acknowledge you can't practically put people in prison...that half ogre would've bent the bars of a prison and escaped eventually. But what good does it do to make him suffer? The ideas is to be better then evildoers, not to do unto them before they do unto you."

Pause.

"If you worry about Justice being done to slain slavers, worry not. I know EXACTLY what the fiends of Hell and the Abyss do to souls sent to them. Every pain they ever inflicted rebounds on them 10 fold and more. My father spent a lot of time in direct conflict with fiends, and passed on much of what he learned."

In reply to Kree Quickshadow (msg # 70):

Pardon Ones interjection Captain Kree, Thy discourse doth show how many things come to pass, which wouldst have taken a different direction hath the actions been altered. For example; If Thy action against such slavers been not so strigent as to drive the holyman to act as he did; Yon slavers would not hath been loosed rather mayhat been taken anst tried for their crimes. Further the holyman may be alive anst with us here now. However such be conjecture. What hath taken place hath taken place, it be a lesson for all to consider well ones actions anst such path each chooses to follow.

Luthien nods to Justin.

"Indeed, as he says. It is not the huntress's way to cause undue suffering in the hunted. When I slay a stag to deliver meat to the village, I do not shoot him in the leg, then chop pieces of his legs off one at a time. I shoot him in the heart or head, so he doesn't suffer, and make use of as much of him as I can. When I slay an evildoer, I likewise see if his equipment is tainted, if not, I can use it, or give it to those who can use it best. But the evildoer, like the stag, need not suffer on the way there."

He hopes that makes sense.

"And if it is information you crave, there are gentler ways to get it. Brother Justin, Rayna, I leave it to you to explain, for magic isn't yet among my abilities."

Though Justin is of a different Faith, men of Faith are rare enough to extend the title 'Brother.'
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  Kree nods he Looks at dras, then over to Ivy,,the scans he room and settles on Justin, Durzak and Rolf,...The torture..is mostly...to get the information we need..where is there main came..who is the leader...who is in charge of thier opertaion...because.....Just as there is someone like you ..who serves  thier dark gods, with the same Zeal you serve yours?  There  are slavers  who are loyal and caring when it comes to thier  people...so? we use the same tools to get the information...and what is more important? They know this....and they know..thee is less hope in our mercy, then in thiers...because we are colecting our own payments as well...

  He  chuckles  just slightly..For My part...Good Luthien?I was better then the slavers, at one time...stealing only from those  dark merchants who cheated others...allowing  foes to tthrow down thier  arms and go home...only to have to hut them down again,....no..Good Luthien...I am not better then a slaver..I am just on  the side of good....As you might have to crossblades with a dark Holy warrior?..so too..must the slavers  deal with me and mine .

Dras shook her head. "Kree love, pass me a bowl of stew. All this talk of gods is making me hungry." She leaned forward in her cushions to look Luthian in the eyes. "Turn slightly from the light friend or be blinded with it after a few raids." She tells him full with serious in her voice. "And before you ask, I pay my offerings to my god with the deaths of those we kill and torture. Besides, I give them back what they did to me."

  Kree  filled  a bowl  and Placed  a slice of  buttered  bread  on the  top and handed it over. he  chuckles  abit,..You see good Luthien....we are not Killign slavers  and other dark creatures, to gain the favor of the gods.....the gods where not there  when my village needed  them. I work with  Eta and Nata...and  give a nod to Tra...but they get my attentions, onl;y as long as they feel it right to aid  us...shoudl they turn from us? Then we wil do without..or find a god that will aid us....

Rayna looked to those talking and nearly smiled at Kree's last comment. "Lord Kree, I am in need for an escort to Ironmound and was told to seek out your group. I know I have already asked you but I have decided to ask again in front of your company." She said finally, wanting to get her quest into the works before everyone decided it best to call it a night.

  Kree stood  Up and Motioned  for  a Chair  to Rayna,Please..forgive me for not  attending  you sooner...I flet it wise  until Good Luthien and I  discussed   our views in how to handle Evil....most times..such talkes end up in...less-then-happy words....

 As  I offered our Holy warrior here, we have  fresh hot stew..and  Cold  Elven Gold Wine..woudl you wish to partake?  with a wave towards  Dras he adds,..This is Drasius..a member of my Unbit, or the Crimson Arrows....As it so happens. we will need to gio to Ironmound, after the talk we had weith the...Late..leader of the slaves..we needs get to the Walk-thePlank Inn and  see to a ship there...we need to sail the  river....we have a target , IN the  Furman's  Chain..should be  many a target there...

The elf's story seemed to amuse Garme. This village was quite different from his home and so he had chosen to remain quiet since entering. Simply watch and listen to the way they did things here. It really hadn't been particularly enlightening.

"Torture and enslave those who are on the other side. It's all the same one way or the other. Those with money turn the weak against each other by offering money for slaves. In the end, they own both the winners and the losers."

He cast his gaze at the wall, thinking about the various compatriots who ended up as slaves, those who ended up in jail, those who ended up dead. It had brought him to a very simple conclusion, "So long as two people in this world draw breath, they will seek to destroy each other and each will think himself holy and just for doing so. It is simply in the nature of one who can think of himself to think himself above others."

  Kree's  eyes  shifted to Grame,..what of you?  Do you have a path to take? Or  are yuou looking to earn some  coin and wipe  a few of the dark one's  from our  realms?

Rayna looked to Garme as he spoke while dishing herself a bowl of the stew. "And what of the third person who does not see themselves as either type?" She then sat down looking over to Ivy again, something about that elf just wouldn't let her be. "I thank you Lord Kree. If my abilities can aid you, then I hope I am a valuable addition to the arrows." She said to Kree finally able to pry her eyes from the beautiful male.

Dras listened with a smile, holding back a chuckle. She sat her half eaten bowl next to Kree  then stood behind him, lightly putting her hands on his shoulders. "Have you decided when we leave?" she asked him as she gripped at his shoulder muscles."

Durzak helps himself to a bowl of stew, bread and something to drink and take a seat to listen to the discussion that is going on around him for now.

  Kree noded to  Rayna  as she spoke, So..You are saying you would  want to take up the title of Crimson Arrow? If So?...

  He  reaches inside  his Tunic  and draws out a small box, opening it  ,t here are  Arrow  pins, all differant in make, but all have one thing in common,they are made of  Red Rubies,..the styles are differant, jst as thier makers were...

  placing the Box on the Table  and Looking at the  three new folks who  were there. The elf  says,..Take Up a Pin then..wear  it so it is  easy to see...we will add your names to the Company Charter..that is no small thing, when we go to cities and such...should you get into a fight, or be forced to kill...the character  can be the only thing between you and the  Arena...the downside, is those  companies that are rivals to us....they will seek to kill you..and take  your  pin...  Just as we have here....  he points behiond the  Counter..there are many differant Logos, pins, necklaces ect ect..from  dozens of differant companies mounted on a board there.

 We have a boarfd like that, In the  Walk-thePlank..as well..though it is a bit more....cluttered....Now? those of you who do not wish to take up the Pin? That is  all well in good...just know, there is  only some much  we can do to aid you..shoudl the Law step in ...

  He turns his ehad back to Dras, he half smiles  as he turns  his  neck muscles  a bit,all here...make ready throughout this  day and Night..we need to gather what supplies  we need , and   a rest..for this day is well earned...Tomorrow  before  Frist Light, we shal step forth, from the main gate...  He whistles and Ivy Turns to Lok at him, the  Blue-eyed  elf's hand going to his  blade out of Habit. He  smiles at the women   and fuzzes the  little giles  ahir , and walks over to the table  with a bottle of his own,

 ...You have need o f me?..Is Dras...perhaps...too much  to handle   this night?  he  grinns  as he takes  a sip from his bottle.

 ..The Leader told us of  the Main camp...well its is in the Furman's Chain..we leaving for Ironmound in the moring..we will get one of our ships  from  the Docks at 'The Plank"..and sail down towards Olant..This  Lady has  asked for our escort to Ironmound, and I believe she may wish to join in our Hunt...The Good  Holy Warrior here...is thinking on how to save our  souls...I am Unsure  what  our friend with the bow plans....

  Ivy almost chokes  when  Kree says the Holy warrior wishes to save  souls...he wipe  his chin a big smile on his face.....Fear not..Warrior of....  he looks at the symbol,..Tra....our  souls   are ours  to save...and not a god  amoung them, can take them, unless we say it be alright....

  His eyes  go to Dras  for a second, then turn to Rayna,..and yhu..Good Lady..should you find the passing of time to tedious, with my comrades...I will be more then happy to entertain you...

 Kree shakes his ehad with a smile,..once  we leave here, I will get the sages to send a message to Reedrick, so that tyhe smallest of our ships  will be rigged for pirate Hunting..that should  saves us  down time there...


  Krell walks into the Inn..he stops at the Table  and Looks over the Group, his  scowl shows disapproval..but his eyes  show some Pride, The elders  wish to know when you are leaving....

 ...First Light, Father..we use the rest of this day to mend and Heal...can we expect some ehaling from the elders on this?

 Krell frowns and says,..I will see what i can get for you..but  we are storing up...one of  our patrols was hit   yestereve...only three came  back, and Both were in direstrights....what i can get for you...will be at the main Gate in the morining....

 The Elder Quickshadow turned on his heels and left...Kree shrugged  as he continued  with  his stew...

Garme leaned back in his chair with a dissatisfied grumble. Placing one hand on his knee while the other tapped slowly on the counter he stated cooly, "Yeah, I'm in it for the gold. One needs gold to live. Don't expect me to get all self-righteous about some crusade. The rest of my gang got pinched, ended up in the arena or as slaves."

His lips curled into a wry smirk as he noted, "But, I'm not daft enough to think I was born special. Were I born a couple days journey in one direction or the other, been a bit wealthier, caught the attention of a benefactor-- I'd likely be counted among the slavers myself. I'm just as sure the same is true of any one of you from these parts, whether you'd freely admit it or not."

He didn't have to think much about the offer to be put on a charter-- though he had serious doubts at though the flimsy piece of paper backed by the blades of this group was going to dissuade anyone interested in seeing them fight in the area. "My crew's out of commission for good, it'd seem... I'm a free agent and in no position to turn down any offer. I know better than most what it's like to wander these lands alone."

Luthien eyes the drow. He expected such talk.

"If you truly understood the Code, you'd realize my strength comes from it. To turn away from the light is to throw my own strength away."

A not so subtle reminder that Tra watches him, and expects him to behave a certain way, and without such behavior, the special gifts that sustain him can, and WILL, be withdrawn.

But back to the original topic.

"What I am trying to say, however, is that you need not resort to such to gain information. Magical charming will function just as well."
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Kree's statement about his souls prompted a slight shake of his head. Knowing how it has been that Eta has afforded them all many benefits and gifts, which have enabled them to live as they have for so long. Had not Kree and Justin’s paths been orchestrated by Eta to cross, it is her will has seen to this all. Kree's realisation of this it appears has not yet come to dawn on the Elf who is greatly swayed by the drowess. The arrival of Luthien and Rayna are proof of Eta's, Neta's and Tra's modicum of interest in this band of Crimson Arrows.

Captain Kree wouldst looking into those who doth strike at the patrols delay our departure. he enquired.

  Kree, he chuckled at Garme's words,Very...very few elves , ever turn to slavery...if they do..None were Razorhawks. Should  we come  Upon evles that have turned? they would be the first to die..and thier  death would not be  quick. To turn on the people..is to turn on everything....

 Thinking for a moment, before  answering  Luthien, Kree Finally says to Luthien,what you say..is true..we might  waste the  time of a spell flinger, or  some cleric....but there is no need to....it is also, more  rewarding to Punish the  people we question, knowing...full and well..what they have done to innocents. We Punish, as well  as kill....When  they know  we are about..I want them to be frightened..and..i will always follow through, lest...they think our fame has not been earned.

  With a look to Justin he shakes his head,...we do not have time, to hunt  down every attack that comes  about. One of the other Units  will have to look into that. If...we can hit this Slaver camp, and hit it hard, we will Cripple them for a long  while, and  mayhaps..find a deeper plxce to strike.

Luthien considers for a moment, then says.

"Well...humor me. The next time you go out, if any prisoners are taken, try it with charming instead of torment. If it doesn't work, I shall not ask it of you again, and you'll still have prisoners tied up to use your usual method. But if it does, perhaps we might give it further consideration?"

Mmmm.

"If you agree to this, I will be able to join you as part of your unit, at least this time. As for my worth...that is for you to determine as Commander, is it not?"

Turning to Justin, "If you're comfortable with having some charms prepared, that is?"

  Kree's  fingers  drummed on the table for a moment,..I do not lie to my people..that is one of the reasons The Arrows  follow me...so i will say only this...depending on the person , we are totalk to? I will give you your chance...however..there may be people that will.....get talked to...the old  way...because they  have earned that.

Small steps...he'd like to turn this guy's thinking around all at once, but humanity doesn't work that way. That's as much as he can hope to gain, he thinks.

"Honesty is part of my Code too, though I could wish you'd promised differently. That will suffice. When will we ride tommorrow?"

He has to hope his lady Huntress will be satisfied with even small steps away from full Darkness. For many small steps added up becomes a journey.

  ..we meet at the Main Gate  , a little  before first light....use  the rest of today to gather what you need...Those opf you  who have  come back from the Hunt..get rest... He stands and  Picks up what is left of the   first bottle of Elven Gold ..I am going to my  Cabin..I shall see you all in the Morning....


  One of the server Girls  came over   and spoke to him, he  dished  out a few gold  coins, and  dropped one into her apron pocket as well...Then  he grabs his bow  and pack,   walking towards the door.

  The server  girl smiles, and says,..Lor...I mean...Captain Kree has  covered  food  and drink for this  day, so you may enjoy yourselves...is there anything  I can get  for anyof you?

In reply to Kree Quickshadow (msg # 88):

Justin nods deferring to the captains directivs. Remaining quiet until Luthien addressed him. One hath not yet been blessed sufficiently to enable one to undertake such devotions for Eta, ast Thee hath bequest of One.
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When Durzak gets finish with eating he tells the rest of the party he will see them before first light at the main gate. Durzak heads to where he stays to check out his gears especially seeing about his armor and weapons making sure everything is clean and sharp. After Durzak is finish checking his gear he goes and check on his mount since its look like he is going to need it for the upcoming journey.

Luthien had to take a moment to process what Justin was saying.

And then his eyes went wide.

"My apologies, Brother Knight. I mistook you for a priest!"

Luthien looks honestly embarassed at that one.

>>>>>>>>>>>>  Krelgoth, From Razorhawk Village


 The two enter the Inn. It is  warm and bright, Mixed use of   Lanterns and Magical Lanterns  A Large  Fire Plat to the right of the  Main Door is  sending heat. Near the  Fireplace  is a  Set of  stairs  that leads to the 2 Floor above.

 A very long BAr  runs across the   back of the  Inn, all One piece of  Ironwood. Polished and  the front Etched  with  scenes of  elves  fighting Monsters.

 Three doors  are set  against the wall, that ...obe would  think..lead to the Kitchen

 other  2 dozen tables  of  various  side  and shapes  are  spread  around, Long  tables  for groups  of  10 are on the left wall

  Moss  Leads them to a smaller Square Table near the fireplace.

Krel sits down. The tiny chair and creaks and groans audibly under his weight as he settles into it. He puts his heavy tankard down in front of Moss, and sets the bag of fish down next to him. He puts the sack of figs on the table flat, and takes the figs from inside to place them in a pile on top of the sack. Next to the figs, he sets a small pile of rare spice. He takes a pickled fish and sets it on the table, and chops the head off with his knife, and fillets it as best he can; cutting the meat into neat bite sized pieces, and setting them on the sack in yet another neat pile. He then tosses the fish head shallowly into the air, catching it in his mouth. He laughs again, pickled fish eyes staring lifelessly out of his open mouth as he dusts off his hands.

“I wonder, Do they have this spice here? It is held in high regard where I come from. Please, try it all. Tell me what you think. I’ll be right back.” Krel says around the fish head in his mouth. As he sucks the meat and organs out of it, Krel stands again, and approaches the bar.
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  Moss  sits  at the table   looking about at the  food stuffs..

 The  Tender looks at the Approaching Human with a Mix of curiosity and  dismay...One of the server  Girls slip around  the BAr Keep

  A few of the aptrons  are Humans, there is  One halforc there is  well, the rest are Elves or HAlf elves
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Krel stands for a moment, saying nothing, looking around for the most appropriate place on the floor to spit out the fish skull.

“P’ftt! -” Krel smiles at the bar tender. Still crunching on tough bits of skin and scale, he wipes his mouth with his forearm, and declares “I would like a word with the owner.” in a friendly, but still somehow terrifying tone.

  The  Fellow gives the lass  a gentle Push towards the door of the Kitchen,..Well..You'll have a bit of  a wait then, won't ya...He left  witht he scouts , not a bit  ago..I run it fer  him, when he's not here...

Krelgoth ponders this for a moment. "I require your assistance  then. I must know how my wine and food goods from far away lands will set on an Elfish pallet. If you would join us and give me your opinion, I will repay you with first buying rights."
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  The  Fellow mlooks at the Big  man with  a tilted  head, and odd look...Well?..Don't have  Much to lose...I supppose... the man motions to another  , Younger Man to take over the BAr, while he follow  the Krel to the  Table.

Krel nods and agreement.  Returning to the table, he tells moss “The Innkeeper has agreed to sample the goods as well! I will return with more wine!”
Krel walks back out to the cart to check on Light Dawn.

  As LightDawn  sits on a bench in the square, watching the  Sages  work on shifting titles on the totem, she  speaks with passerbys who  ask about thwe  wagon and such.

Krel takes up the tarp, and removes a fine wolf fur cloak. He walks toward Light Dawn, and without a word, he drapes it across her shoulders. Then, meeting her eyes, he gives her a brief wild look, like a lion when it lays eyes on a gazelle, eyes wide and nostrils flared.

(STR resolution pending)
Still without a word, Krel returns to the cart, and attempts to lift the Wine tun, muscles exploding outward, ablaze with brute strength. It does not budge.
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  there is  a small gathering of   locals , mostly older  folks who  kill time at the Inn..either  trading stories of their battles  , or hearing a bard tell tells of  things that have   happen...somewhat closer ..in time.

  for those who want to go into the Inn.

 For  those  who have settled in for the  night, they find the comforts of the inn..even better then those of  The Mast...  Beds soft enough to sleep in, yet firm  enough for support.
.....................

 for those  coming and going through the fest, they are greeted  by  the Inn Keeper  and his wife...who was  well known for her   fruit  pies   and  tasty frostings on her  small cakes.

After the travels, Lafisual does want some time of quiet.  He settles in at the inn and lies down for a few minutes to center himself.  Then he heads to the main room to have some food and indulge himself with some pie and drink.  He can hear the sounds of celebration off in the distance.  For the moment that's enough for him though he considers stopping by a little later.

It was much later in the morning when Diana finally began to wake up.  Mostly because she really, really had to pee.

After her business, she returned to her room, surprised to see how late it was.  She quickly got dressed, and made her way downstairs.

Although, she certainly did not move fast.  In fact, about half way down the stairs, she paused as the stairway took one giant spin.  She steadied herself, and then made it the rest of the way, but much slower.

She found a few others at the table, and took a seat.  When someone asked here what she wanted, she weakly smiled.

"Something for a hangover." She said with a chuckle.

"2 eggs, over easy, bacon, sausage, hash browns, and a steaming cup of hot chocolate if you have it." She said.

She leaned her head backwards, closing her eyes.  Someone brought her some hot Tea, saying something about "curing what ails you."

She nodded her thanks, and slowly drank.  It took a few minutes but the headache from the hangover slowly began to go away.

When her breakfast arrived, she thanked the elf, and slowly began to eat.

Lucy finally awoke, the sun streaming in through the window.  Both of her bedmates and risen and left earlier.  Although, if she noticed she didn't remember.

Slowly the rose.  To her surprise, It was late morning, around 11 am.  All she could really do was groan.  She remembered the night before, and couldn't help but smile.

"Kitty lady." She said to herself, shaking her head and chuckling.

She arose and went to take a shower, returned to her room, and got dressed.  She made her way downstairs, finding a few people in the dining area.  She asked if there was something for a hangover, and the waitress smiled and nodded.

She brought her some hot tea that smelled a bit off, but she drank it down.  She was relieved to find that as she drank, the headache slowly went away.

She ordered breakfast, and then went outside to see what was going on.  There she was the mages enter.

For a second she let out a very low hiss.  Then she caught herself.  She went to see how Kree was going to deal with these idiots.

 She finally discovered the inn and snuck in to see if she could get a meal. She took a seat and ordered sweet tea and porridge, bacon and bread. She considered getting a room, but that seemed to be ah expense that would add up over a short time. She counted the coins in her pocket by feel and sighed. She ate her meal slowly and ordered another tea with honey.

  as the   servers  found her, one of them smiled,..you are one of the CAptain's Arrows...are you not!... Your  meals  of no cost, nor will you   room.. .. This  is a celebration!...

Lafisual considers heading to the celebration after eating a little but decides instead to go to his room, open the window and listen quietly and relax.  The din of the all the celebrants is somehow relaxing and before he knows it morning has come and Lafisual is refreshed.  He comes to the main room and starts with some tea while he thinks about what else he might want.

  T While walking about, it seems  most folks are only interested  in the fest.

 Some craftsman who are trying to take advantage of  happiness, to sell some goods. There are a few outlander  traders in the  Village, some have their own stalls.

 a few darkskinned  sand folk have a stall with  silver trickets and items  As well as being well stocked  in spices..

Lafisual eventually finds his way back to the inn.  He didn't realize how hungry he had gotten on his walkabout of the village and visiting the temples.  He finds a place to sit down and listens to the happy celebrating trying to find a little peace.  Life promises to pick up steam soon.

 She came down from her room to see what there was to eat. She hoped it was hot and tasty. Or at least hot. She was tired of cold trail foods. She saw Lafisual and waved if he sees her. She didn't bother him though, in case he wants to spend time alone. She could appreciate that, if he did.

 She looks for a table to sit at before deciding what to order.

Lafisual looks up as Shadow comes down and waves back with a smile.  He gestures that she is welcome to sit with him if she so desires.

 She smiled and came over to sit at his table. She felt a little shy because she was used to being alone, but sometimes she felt like being with others. Otherwise she got to feeling invisible. Most times that was ok, but not when she wasn't "working" or on a contract.

 "Hello! How are things going with you? Heard anything interesting? It's kind of confusing for me so far."

Hello to you as well.  He smiles back.  Yes it is all a bit...fast for me.  These lands are quite different than what I am used to.  Occasionally moments come where I can just slow down which allows me to get back to feeling balanced.  He sips some tea and continues.  I honestly don't try to keep track of everything that goes on because yes, I agree.  It's a lot to take in. He shrugs.  So I suppose in answer to your question, the sound of the divine is the most interesting thing that I have heard since our arrival in the village.

 "The voice of the divine? What does the voice say? I have never found a divine voice.Perhaps someday one will talk to me."

 She smiled again then looked around for a server so she could order something to eat and some hot sweet tea. It might be a bit late for tea, but she felt a need for the hot drink.

 "Would you like a drink or some food?"

Yes, food sounds nice as does tea. He settles himself a little looking around the room while he considers the other question.

It's more often feelings of rightness and rarely specific words.  The Gods reveal themselves differently in many places.  I am still trying to sense my way here.  Mina seems to resonate some as does Tra and Harg.  Mina seems to be a more significant and/or power deity since she seems stronger to me and of course she has her own temple here.

"She does? What does she represent? Perhaps I will seek her presence. It is always nice to find peace whenever possible. I do try, but it is usually the trees that brings me peace. It seems to me that towns and cities often are too noisy to hear a voice or to find peace. No one is ever quiet enough to find it in cities."

 The server comes over and Mist orders fried chicken, potatoes with gravy, mixed vegetables, and a salad. She was hungry and loved chicken.

 "And if you wouldn't mind, bring us a pot of hot tea, and sugar. Or honey if you have no sugar. Oh, and fruit pie if you have some. Cherry or Berry, or Rhubarb? If fruit is out of season, then egg custard would be fine. And my friend here wants to order as well."

Lafisual is about to answer but then sees the server and adds, Yes, chicken and all that she's having sounds great.  Egg custard would do just right.

Once the server is away, he continues.  Mina seems to be a goddess of nature and her symbol appears to be a tree so I think that you might find something there.  As much as some like to proselytize, in my experience connecting to the divine is an individual and very personal thing.  It can connect you to an understanding of your gifts in a way no other mentor can.  I agree, in cities that can be tough to find that quiet.  Perhaps Mina is speaking to you already and you just didn't know who it was.  He smiles at her warmly.

  the  Druids have no problem with him there. As well as  filling him in on the rules  for using  no living  trees... and keeping his hunt, to what he needs.

    Kree and   Brie made their  way from his  home.  he did not lock  his door. as they left Linny was  coming up to work the garden and such...I am uncertain when i will return,  You and Loa   use whatever is getting  ripe from the garden... if she cans  anything, still a few  jars in  the storage den?  but use  most of it for yourselves..

  Linny nods,..Thank you Captain... we'll make sure  none goes to waste , maybe  we'll  check on some of the older ones, make sure they have some food as well?

 Shadow  claps the fellow's shoulder,.. you'er in charge... use it  for your family  first, then work out from there.

...

  Ivy was there.. his  head laying on  the table  next to a hot bowl of oatmeal and  a  steaming cup of caffe .

  Kree chuckled,..you best stick to fighting slavers... these women folk are going to be the death of you...

 Ivy spoke into the table...I will take my chances...

 meanwhile  Kree sat his pack and Bow  beside him, and waited for the servers to bring out    the pot of  oatmeal and toasted bread..

Brie had gathered her stuff and rearranged her gearbag with some of the assortments of clothes that Kree had offered up that was his sister's plus the new and replacement gear and items.  She gave Loa and Carr a hug before departing.

>>>>

Arriving with Kree at the tavern, she tilted her head and giggled at Ivy and his endeavors.  Ivy, one of these days one of these females are going to get you into some serious trouble, she adds.

She pats him on the back.

Luthien arrives, and mildly adds, "If he must lose his life, I'm sure he'd prefer losing it to a lady than to a slaver who got lucky. Death finds everyone, eventually. You have only the choice of how to meet it."

 Ivy  just moves his head a bit, in a 'sideways' nod  at  Brie's words.

 When Luthien speaks    Ivy's left hand raises  and points to towards his voice.

 well, cousin? You are  in the graces of the sister's this day, since we will be  walking through The Timber for the next day or so... the Sun will not be able   to split that head of yours...

again the Muffled voice says,..praise to the sisters...

In reply to Lafisual (msg # 124):

 She smiled widely and thought about that for a bit while she sipped her drink, waiting for the food to arrive. She nodded too.

 "Perhaps you are right. I always feel peaceful when I'm in the forest, except when a chattery squirrel tosses acorns or pinecones down at me, or a blue jay squawks at me to get out of his territory. And those pesky mocking birds diving at my head are a pain. But it's their home more than it is mine so I just move on so I'm not disturbing their families. In the towns, if your neighbors complain, there's not much you can do to get away from them for long. She does sound like my kind of Lady though. Perhaps I will seek her out later when all is peaceful and my stomach isn't so full I fall asleep. Wouldn't that impress her so much! Come to commune and snore away the time."

 She laughed softly then leaned back as the server brought their food on a big tray. She thanked the server and helped settle the plates around their table since the tray looked heavy. "Thank you. It looks and smells wonderful! My mouth is already watering.

 While they waited for the rest of the Unit to arrive.  Kree   started in on his oatmeal  have   dumping  three ladles of  honey on it.

   the waitress  put  a  Pot of Caffe , near him with a bit of a smile, and a lot more 'lean' then she  needed, to show off some charms.

   Ivy was  still down on the table.. though he  did take a bite of  toasted  bread. while his head  laid near his  food. His voice , again Muffled a bit  from the table said,..there might be a new fellow running about...wanted to be an Arrow...

 There is a deep chuckle from Kree,..alot of people want to be Arrows... we shall see if he shows up...aye?

Diana returned to the Shattered Blade, and had a late meal, and then went to bed.  The next morning she was up early.  She went down stairs to get some breakfast.

She ordered eggs, bacon, sausage, toast and tea.

She watched as the others began to trickle in.

Lucy had a blast played "Kitty Lady" for the kids.  But truth be told, she was glad to be getting back on the road.

She went back to the inn, late that night, and went to bed.  In the morning, as the sun was rising, she rose.  She could smell the food cooking.

she went downstairs, and ordered breakfast.

She ordered eggs, bacon, and toast, with some tea.

As she watched the others come down the stairs, or into the inn, she reflected on the last two days.

It had been nice.  Just relaxing and enjoying herself.  She had allowed her guard to be let down, and had just unwind and relax.

Now, she was ready to go.

In reply to Shadow Mist (msg # 131):

I like to think the Gods have a sense of humor.  I hope so.  It's hard to tell sometimes. I am glad you shared.  That can be another way to understand if Mina is saying anything to us.

As the food arrives Lafisual is also noticeably delighted.  He takes a deep breath to take in the ambient flavor and smiles back at her.  He eats slowly with the knowledge that this could be the last worry free slow meal for awhile.

In reply to getting ready to leave (msg # 132):

Brie watches the server with a careful eye as she displays her rack to him.  She gives a low groan of annoyance.  She reaches for some of the food and caffe.

Yes, I introduced him to Ivy in hopes he would get enough information to join us before we depart.

She takes a bite of food and watches as the unit members slowly trickle in.

Will we be waiting for this second group to show up or are we moving on?

  Kree shakes his head,..Justin  has a  contract to fulfill.. and we have some Arrows to find... If the new  fellow  does not show , by the time we leave, he will be on his own.

  "Sorry,"Orlin says coming in and sitting down. "Still getting Used to the feel of this place.  It throws a mans timing off to change environment

  Kree looks around, Rolf is by the hearth  staying mostly quiet as was his wont.

  Well... it would seem every one is here now, save the  new fellow  Ivy   and Brie  spoke with?


 Ivy takes another bite of toasted bread, with out raising his head.

 Eat well... for we  will push hard through the forest.. we will stopp As it  Grows  dark... It has been a few years since we  with take the North road.. there are some smaller  Villages   about....I am sure they will allow us rest there...but we only have besties  to worry about in here... if we are attacked  by anyhtg else..then something will be amiss...

 ..we have a Mission, rather then a contract this time.... we will be searching for a missing  unit of Arrows

 he  Pulls out the Map  and places it  on the table , inviting  them to look at it.....we have a long trek through The Timber.. the path will be faster for us, then outlanders, butonly by a day or so

..When we  reach here..... he  taps the map in the  trees  that is in line with the City of Mok.. we  will begin to  jounry through the grasslands.... until we  reach the banks of the Lather River.... then travel down the banks until we reach the Mok Ferry..it was suggested to me, that we check Mok..for sign of   the missing Arrows... whther they are hunting something..or have been taken there?... if  we do not  find  any trace there.. we will have to make out way to the Trace Wood... That is  were CAptain Carn and his Arrows  do thier work, most of the time....but, it is also the territory of the other missing  Unit...Carn claims no idea of what happened... i should think he should....

  Tapping his finger on Mok, and sliding it down the  bank towards the BlackTimber, Kree says,..The Grasslands here...more or less , belong to the   BlackTimber people.... Cat folk? well...they do not see it that way... there is a good bet we will run into them..... The  Desert folks  are , more or less good people.. The great desert has  turned them dark skinned?....the men... for some reason..wear alot  more  jewerly then the women....and?  the women can fight   with a blade and bow , rather  well, for humans...but , as in all folk... the desert Raiders  as  as bad, if not worse then the  slavers   around out lands.. or   river pirates.... they will know  we are a merc  company.. and they will know what our mark stands  for...so we wil find  enemies..without looking too hard.

 The Lather  river.. does not  have many serpents , but they have odd looking  reptiles... lond snouts with teeth...

  Ivy's muffled  words......look like bloody green logs...

  Kree smiles,..any questions?

In reply to getting ready to leave (msg # 137):

Gareth goes and joins the group. Blending in the shrubs. When inquired about, he steps out.

In reply to getting ready to leave (msg # 139):

"Since I am new here, do you want me scout aheäd or be a flank outrider?"

"A speedy journey then. We're heading into the desert..."

That's going to take some arrangements for the Knight.

  Kree  looks  at the new Fellow,We shall see as we travel, We try to limit our use of Mounts, they tend to give us  away, though we have a  pair in the  group....when we reach the Grasslands, we  will use the  scouts  and flankers....

  With a nod to Luthien, Kree says, We may have to search Mok, for something to aid you, should  we be force to travel the Sands. I for one, am not eager to wander too deeply into those wastes.

"It's the first thing I thought of. There's a reason no desert warrior wears metal armor. They'll bake from the inside in short order in desert heat."

Which is unfortunate...

  Kree nods,...Aye... Most of us  have  Leather.... even that may be too hot  for the  sands ... we shall see... we may have to  buy   clothing , the desert folk use?...

 Ivy  struggles to  sit up,..cousin?  I wil never know, how you were blessed, by the sisters.. to drink   Elven Gold..and keep your head on your shoulders...

 He nodded to Luthien,..maybe  ...you'll  be able to purchase elevn Chain somewhere..it is hard to come by...and folk will not part with it easily...

 ..There are reasons    That  trhe Sand folk and lands of  Ironmound  do not war.... they cannot  exploy there horses  as they wish, in the grasslands  and   forests... our troops cannot   stand long, in the  desert wastes.....still?.. Bands  of the  darkskinned folks have raided the lands, Just as bands of the Empire's folks raid theirs....

  I have  My gear here....Gather what you wish to take, and let us be one our  way... As he says this... the server Gril  comes out of the back  with  two hot loaves of bread,, wrapped in towels, giving one each to Kree and Ivy.. Kree inturn, gives her the towel he had  from Tou

Orlin cleans up [as he won't be able to do it for a while] and gets ready to head out.  He checks to get a water flask, some dried meat and dried fruits and vegetables.

In reply to Shadow Mist (msg # 131):

Just then Lafisual sees the messenger regarding the next day and flips the kid some coin.

I guess we had best be ready for tomorrow.  I will see you in the morning.  He smiles at Shadow as he lingers a little finishing up his tea.  Excusing himself he heads to his room for the night.

___

The next morning Lafisual finds himself refreshed and heads down where he joins the others for breakfast.

Brie had gathered her items and made adjustments to accommodate for their next set of travel plans.  She’d never been to anything warmer than a hot springs pooling.

She looked to Kree and Ivy.  Anything else we need aside from our standard issued necessities? Water? More food?

She was more than willing to carry anything additional they may need.

"I have never seen the chainmail of your people. Is it heatproof? Because if it is not, even very light metal is still metal, and it will still cook you."

Or so he thinks...

 Well, you have seen some of the Balck Timber's  Elven chain, Near as light  as my leathers and breathable... I do not know how it would do in the desert. But  the Wardens  do not sweat overly much...

  ..we  will not   be able to buy one of those  suits...even, Myself or Ivy. They make them for  the Wardens..if one dies, it goes back to the armory for the next fellow..should the enemy capture a set..they are hunted  down  and killed.

 Ivy takes a deep drink of his  caffe,..ablout the only time the  wardens leave the bloody forest.

 Kree begins to carefuly  put the wraped loaf of bread into his  pack,...we should not have to worry on  food. The forest will provide, and the Grasslands  will have  game

"Well, I do not sweat much in my plate, except when the weather is truly overly hot. My heritage helps with some of that, but it is not foolproof."

Luthien seems to be concerned about the desert all the same.

"But if the Wardens keep it for their own use, then it is an impractical solution anyway. The mail here will be sized for elves, and I am somewhat bigger to begin with."

Luthien's 6'4" frame tends to be a good bit taller and sturdier than his elven friends.

   Kree nods  as he straps up his  pack,..that is not to say, we cannot get a set made to fit you?.... we may have more of a chance getting a set for you  make in  the Trace Wood...They  use thier   skills  to help fill coffers , since they do not quite have the   forest that we have....

 Then he  smiles  a bit at Luthien,we have...some time..before  we  reach the sands....

In reply to Kree Quickshadow (msg # 152):

Lucy had been to the desert in the past.  It was not a pleasant experience.

"Bring all the water you can.  But drink it slowly." She said.

"The heat will bake you, no matter what you armor you were.  Dress in light colors, such as White, light browns.  They tend to reflect the sunlight." She said, offering advice from her own experience.

"I don't know about these deserts, but up north we have a species called a Sand Shark.  Nasty creatures.  They are like the reptiles of the rivers, but travel under the sands." She said.

She made sure she had an extra wineskin of water.  Going into the desert was never a favored place.  But she would be ready to do so.

  Kree points to lucy with a nod,we will take  Kitty Lady's  advice...but  we can get what gear we need in Mok.... there is no reason to carry anything we do not need, until that  time...  he smiles  a bit.

  Ivy shakes his head...why would  any  Arrows  travel to the  sands?...it  is bad enough  we go into the Swamp, now and again!

 ..because... they  may have been taken there.... though i do not believe that. I cannot see any Unit of Arrows , being taken alive by slavers.

 Then he is quiet for a bit, Before  adding...The Sand People trade with us, for the same reason, we trade with the Sand people... very few ledgitmate merchants  deal with Sand folk, because of the heavy  amount of darkskinned humans and halflings that crew slaver  ships on the Lather River, or the open sea. The Corsairs  are hated as much to the folks of the Coast, as the Red Isle Halflings, or the red Elves themselves .  But there are Coarsairs, who act like Arrows.. and seek out enemy ships and sink or capture them..they fly a  Flag with crossed , curved  swords, with the  'mound' of Ironmound  in the backround... The Flag is green and Gold..remember that...

 ..When we reach Mok? The people we talk to , have just as much chance of serving the raiders.. as being normal business folk...so?..becareful of what you say, and to whom.

 ... I  will meet you all at the Totum... i have some goodbyes to say...

  Kree looked  around   and nodded to them, as he left.

In reply to Kree Quickshadow (msg # 154):

"One more thing.  I know you are not in favor of traveling on animals, but if we are going deep into the desert we could use some camels." She said.

She blushed a bit a the "Kitty Lady" reference.

"They can be stubborn son of bitches, but they make travel in the desert a hell of a lot easier.  Plus they can go days without drinking water.  Actually, that's what the hump contains, is water." She said.

"For desert travel, they are better then horses, and can carry just as much." She added.

 Kree nods once more to Lucy before he leaves,..I have seen such beasts, and a fe others the Dark Folk like to ride..though  their bandits and warriros seem to like the  faster horses..

 He  nods to Ivy who is  struggling to get up,Ivy bet on such horse in races on the Coast, right before  we left through the Mists, the first time... they are fast, and have endurance.... but they have a temper...

In reply to Kree Quickshadow (msg # 156):

Gareth grabs some pebbles to suck on in the desert and buys 2 more Waterskins.

In reply to Kree Quickshadow (msg # 156):

"True, but they are more reliable then horses.  They can travel twice as far, and exist on less water." Lucy said.

"I've been into the desert.  And, I'm sure the deserts up north are pretty much the same as the ones we are going into.  Trust me, travelling via camel is a hell of a lot easier then traveling via foot.  In fact, I wouldn't recommend travelling into the desert by foot." She said.

She nodded to Kree when he told them to prepare to leave. She thanked Lafisual for his company and advice then headed out to her room to gather items and pack up preparing to leave.

When they headed out she joined up with them.