It the town, across the  Alt River, t the  Ferry's closest  Inn was  , of course  Busy. With  travelers  from the Fur Man's chain, and the Alt  river, converging there    with goods, or passing through

  In the   area near the Hearth  two bards Played lively songs  and collected some coin thrown their way, while other  drank, sang along, or cheered at parts of the stories...perhaps a song about  Hargenites and sheep? or a sung Limmerick of The Emperor and his consort..

 scattered around were people eating and  drinking, just to relax, or wait for the next  merchant who might need a sword  arm, or, perhaps   to book passage of  crew  one of the two ships at the docks.. One ship was clearly a merchant vessel.. the lother, though it was Unloading Good...had the sleek look of a Pirate vessel.

 The  door  Busted Open and a Kid with a scuff  dog,  "they were Both  soaked from the  fast  ferry ride...Hey!.... there's  some   Sailor folk.. they's  attackin'  some people in Wood Tunnel..but them  folks  are given  them what they're Gettin!  Some other  guys from thier ship...don't look like sailor... are running ta help... I think them  folks getting  attacked need  Help!

 three    fighter types  stand  and toss a few coins on thier table, , the Biggest one  pushed the Kid away, he  kicks the scruffy dog as hit tries to bit him.....Mind yer Mouth Kid.... ain't none of yer business!

 The   stride out the   door Yelling...HOLD THAT FERRY!

Zorin alerts immediately to the commotion. He stands, drops 2 silver to cover his bill as he stands, it had only been ale.

As he stands, he pulls his hood down, to reveal his long brown hair, and his eye patch covering his left eye. His robes hung in white with and blue, down to his shins, hiding his whip on his right hip, but not the short sword scabbard on his left.

He strides silently out the door, removing his whip from under his short robes, behind the three blokes, stepping over the kid and his dog without a second look.

Miranda headed for the Thur planning to get a quick meal. Watching as a half soaked urchin followed by a similarly wet pooch dashed past her and through the Thur's entry. Pausing to smile at the situation Miranda continued forward catching the lads statement and what followed. Comming to a halt in the door she eyed the child beater.I suggest you stop striking children and small dogs and offer the lad a few silvers or a gold for their inguries. cautions Miranda. Noticing the white and blue robed follower closing in on the trio, who she acknowledged with a slight nod.
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  The  Felow never Paused,  mind yer business, Strumpet..we have   work ta do...

 The three   went past her  with smug smiles...

Come now, give the boy your pity and coin and join the fight. Zorin says as he strides past Miranda. Vigor in his step and thirst for violence on his voice.

He turns his head as he passes into the doorway, I'll help ya fight them too, when it's over. If you still want. he grinned maliciously and let the door swing shut behind him.

  The last of the Three, looked back at the second Voice,what's wrong  with you two?.. the  kid's a beggar, the  dog will be someone's  dinner some day... and, if you don't  watch  yourselfs, You'll be sittting in the hold of our ship

 The  ferry Man held up his arms,  trying to get the Med to Hurry... The three started  on a Jog

In reply to Thur (msg # 6):

The thugs pushed her aside as they moved through the doorway, obviously failing to notice the Crimson pin secured to her Tabbard.  You fare to Assault one of the Crimsons. Miranda Stated drawing and nocking an arrow in one well skilled smooth blur. Sending two shafts at the fleeing thug leading the way.

 Miranda,  would be a tad, upset, that...though she did hit the   Last   'Sailor'..she  knows she would  have been, less then happy with the result from further away..  The  Fellow  yelled and  Pain and fell, an arrow to his leg and  one to his  left  leg.. The other  two Turned, the Leader snarled..YOU DARE!!!. Both sailors  rushed her the first one swung i heavy cutlasse, that bit her Leag .

 the  second one  would get to her in a heartbeat...

Zorin, being in between the trio and Miranda, was slightly startled by the nearness of the arrows to him.

He was turning around as they found their targets. He heard the yelps of the wounded men, the yell of the leader, and the charging of feet.

Now, that's no square fight! Zorin unfurled his long whip as the men passed him, and was drawing it back as the cutlass found purchase. The heavy leather braids were whistling past his head, making flight for the second man's sword arm.
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In reply to Thur (msg # 8):

Miranda ducked back defensively through the buildings entry. Rapidly drawing dagger and longsword which she parried any Attack.

   Miranda fell back into the  door,

 Zorin's  whip  hits the  arm, the Cutlass drops the the  ground as the  mand  grabs his injured  wrist..

 The leader  switches tack , his  heavy Blade,  hits  Zorin's  left shoudler,, the  cut wasn't  deep as the  leading  edge  hit  him..but  there was a wound there...

 The  Little  dog   ran out the   door and  attacked the Man with the  arroes,  trying to  claw at his face  and Bite his nect.

With two occupied Miranda engages the third. Thrusting, parrying, fainting and slashing with sword and dagger.
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Zorin grunts in pain when the blade connects. Now, this is fun. The hedonist beams in delight. He grabs the end of his whip with the same hand the grip is in, and makes a swing at the big man, using the heavy leather as a bludgeon.

He uses his opposite foot to shove the unarmed man down to the dirt.

  Zorin's   Handle   hits the   leader, stoutly in the   neckand shoulder, The   Man  staggers at the  Blow  and hacks  back,,, however, Zorin's attempt  to kick the   wounded  hand man, closest to the  door,  misses, and he...JUST..staggers  out of Balde  reach of the Leader.. The  other Man's  voice is   almost undiscernible , as the little dog ravages his  face and neck.

 Miranda, just inside the door.. sees Zorin's kick miss and  the man stagger out of the way of a wciked Clutlass strike.

Stepping back and clear of the door Miranda sheathed her sword and dagger, readies her bow, nocking an arrow. If she spots a target she looses the shaft at them.
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Zorin recovers as he sees the big man's blade pass him just, hearing the blade more than seeing it.

He rights himself, and takes a big step back, and makes 'keep away' swing with his shortened whip, trying to give himself some room as he draws his sword underhand from his left side, with his left hand.

The target that presented itself was the thug that was grounded. Miranda instinctively loosed a shaft his way.
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  The arrow, from close range, sunk deep into the  man with the damaged Writs.. he fell once  more, face first and   only moved a Bit.

 The  Fellow   and the  Dog  were quiet, as the man who had not throat or  eyes  lied still while the  Dog sat down, licking its lips

 The Leader  now charged  Zorin,  figurign he   could take  what hit the  man  could give, before he  overwhelmed him.

With two out of action Miranda quickly changed weapons. Drawing Longsword she moved towards the last thug striking him in the side of his head with the swords pummel.

Seeing and hearing that two of the three were out, Zorin dropped his sword and, in a flurry of finger movement and a quick word muttered, he drove his palm onto the man's chest, casting Inflict Wounds on contact.

   Miranda  being nicked up,  ;imped  Over to try and whack the Guy on the Head.. she  pommel  Misted his head as he moved  But  hit  His shoulder  , causing he   to Glower  at her, Just as  Zorin  hit His  chest... ..he screamed in surprised   as he staggered  Back,, his freee nand  coming to his  his  chest..the Pain was great, but he looked at two...

 was gonna save you for the chains...but now.. I'm just killing ya..

As the man grabbed his chest, Zorin took two big steps back quickly, loosed his whip.

The man made his threat, and Zorin struck with his whip in the next instant.

Miranda gives the thug a dismissive as she steps back and focusses.  This also ensures she doesn't interfere with the other fellow's activities.
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  The whip struck the fellow  hard, his leathers   saved  him, save for   some nicks  were skin was  exposed.

 He   Made  a  sweep with his  cutless, and  turned hios wrist on an backhand...

Zorin steps back away from the first blow, it just missed. He saw the backhand coming and leaned back, he should have gone farther, but he wanted to work with this other woman. As the big man's sword swung wide, he dropped his shoulder and drove forward, into the fellows gut. He hoped to knock him flat, with a lift after contact, but a good push back would serve as well.

In reply to Zorin (msg # 25):

Noting the other participants attempt Miranda side stepped swinging a leg forward to sweep the Thugs feet out from under him.

Miranda glances about to see if there was  any other threat. Well met fellow. I welcome Thy assistance dealing with these Thugs. she quickly searches the bodies of each. Removing anything of value along with weapons, cutting her arrows from the bodies. Miranda then check how the urchin and dog are; affording her impromptu Comerad in arms a friendly smile. I am Miranda of the Glenn, and you wouldst be...
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Zorin nods as he goes and grabs his sword. It was my pleasure. He puts his sword back in it's scabbard. He rifles through the big guys pockets and finds a second money bag.

He stands after looking toward the ferry, I'm Zorin, miss Miranda. Shall we go see on this ferry issue we can out here for?

  The Little Boy comes out from the  Inn.  His  doggie  walks  up wagging his  tail.....these  guys..they are bad men.... there are more bad men in the Tree Tunnel.....they are attacking  some people, i think they want to steal them  and  put them on thier ship..

 Looking at his dog he saysCome on Fen.. i have to wash the Blood off you, by the ferry...

 The Inn Keeper  comes out and Looks at the Bodies... You took  them out  right enough... you watch  fer their people..most are on thier ship, Others went up The Chain..to see if they can find more people....Others  went  down to Boll...I send  some fellas down the shore  line with lanterns to warn off fisher men  coming up the river, so's thy don't get caught here.

Right then, to the tree tunnel. I take issue with slavers. Zorin coils his whip in his hand as he begins heading to the tunnel.

He called over his shoulder, Are you coming, Miranda of the Glenn?
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Miranda crouches to pat the dog and subtlety slips the Urchin a Silver. Standing asks the innkeeper if he's willing to store the weapons and armor, for a equal share in their value. Heading  towards the Tree tunnel, readying her bow, as she does.
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 The  Kid  and the  doggie ( who looks quite full of himself  scampered ahead  of the Two...The Ferry Guys  will get  us across... who ever lives in teh Tunnel , will need to  cross  any way

 The  fellow  eyed the two warriors, he could  just about  see the fighting, and the blood  from the wounds the  two suffered.

 ..You  stangers?   just made some bad enemies.. then sailors you cut  down, are Hargen mercs... We in Thur.. got  rid of a couple. but  we can't stand  an' fight against 'em..

The cleric stops and looks at the boy, then turns to look at Miranda. Waiting to see if she's following or if the innkeeper is influencing her opinion.

In reply to Thur (msg # 32):

Miranda grinned ferally Hargen Merc's chancing across Crimson's oft end up face down. she responds moving off. The Innkeeper passed on the offer would you and any of your friends be interested in the same offer. she asked the Urchin loud enough for the innkeeper to hear as they headed to the ferry.

Zorin strides alongside Miranda, running a hand along his wounds and muttering a incantation for his Healing Word spell. He wasn't planning on having to fight more, but it seems to be one of those days.

So, what's your plan for when we find these blokes lady? he inquired of his new co-combatant.

In reply to Zorin (msg # 35):

Matching Zorins pace Miranda glanced in his direction.  Assess their group and situation then either Note their composition and location or Kill Them. she replies with a half smile.
Well young Master have you had sufficient time to consider the offer
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  The Lad  Pointed  at the two warriors and said...They  want to go help those folks in the  Tree tunnel..., they helped be and Snarl  kil some other Bad  Guys

 The ferryman looks at the two and says,we'll take you over  for free...but you'll havta  pay to come back...

 The  Kid  and the   Dog ran onto the   raft -like  ferry that had  three for  side  boards on..the  men at each end  began to  haul on the  Ropes  while the ferry man Blew a horn to warn any ships , that the  ropes were now up..

In reply to Thur (msg # 37):

Thank Thee for Thy aid goodfellow. comments Miranda as she steps aboard the Ferry. Standing beside the Urchin she gives his shoulder a greatful squeeze. The fact that Hargen Mercenaries were operating in Thull was something that should be looked into.
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Zorin nodded to Miranda's plan, it sounded good.

He stepped onto the ferry, giving the boy a playful scorn at his remark.

Pay'll not be an issue, but I'll take the free ride just the same thanks. he acknowledged the ferryman.

 The  Kid and the Dog  were  at the other  end of the barge..There's them folks  now!

 The   Ferry Master    snorts,they better have coin...

Zorin looks to the people assembled on the other shore and snarls. Oh, they'll pay. he cracks his whip loudly all about him, making a point not to get near the people, or dog, on the ferry.

Miranda positioned herself at the rear of the ferry watching for posdible signs that they had been trailed. Once satisfied they hadn't she made her way forward joining Zorin the Urchin and Snarl. Well lad do you have a name you'd care to share or do we refer to you as Snarlmaster. she asks, casually glancing at the approaching bank and passengers.

 The Boy Looked up  at Miranda,I am  called  Net.

The   FerryMaster  said,his  ma. left him on the  shore a few years ago, while she   run off  with  some Hunter.. My wife took him in, the other   men in my crew helped  us  with him.. so's he had a life of sorts...

   There  were several   people    leaving the  tree tunnel, one of them  was  being forceful  pushed along.

In reply to Thur (msg # 43):

Miranda nodded appreciatively. In a world filled with such evils that I have chanced upon it is always heartening to find there are some with kindness in them. states Miranda
 Spotting the group moving from the tree tunnel she chins in their direction. Would any of you care to place a wager on yon group's purpose?

  The  Ferrymaster   looked through a  telescope....well..they are pushin' that captain around  , so's they can't be all bad...

In reply to Thur (msg # 45):

Can you see if the Captain being pushed abouy bears the Sun inside a glowing fist symbol?

  Well, miss?  I can't see it for certain, there is a great deal of  Blood  on  the  fellow's  shoulder?... But I know him to be the  Captain of that ship, and that's were them fellas  came from..

 The Barge is roughly 3/4 way  to the opposite shore.  The  group with the  captive , captain, are now talking to the  two men who are cranking on the wheel.

By this time, Zorin had stopped showing off with his whip. He'd gotten bored. He now stood with it coiled loosely, watching to see if he got to fight more.

In reply to Zorin (msg # 48):

Miranda flexes her hands wiggling her fingers. Have you been in many fights? she asked Zorin.

Zorin shrugs, A fair few. I'd just as soon indulge than cause pain, but sometimes... he made a slight chuckle Sometimes I have to make people let me enjoy myself.

In reply to Zorin (msg # 50):

Which explains Thy apparent predisposition. Is this a compulsion or can Thee moderate Thy outlook. she asked a hint of humour in her comment.

In reply to Miranda of the Glen (msg # 51):

Zorin's face became nearly as mischievous as a school boy scheming to do some nefarious shenanigans. Well, I always seek one or the other, fun or fighting, and I don't see a source of fun at the moment. he eyed her, jesting, even if you would, we don't know what these people are doing. And I hate being interrupted.

Based on what we can see or have learnt. I'd have wagered it's something akin to what we just dealt with.
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Zorin tried to peer at the other shore and discern what he could of the scene they were coming up on.

  The  Barge  bumps into the Posts  set  in the  shore by the  road... The  FerryMaster  calls out to those who was  coming in close.

---->>>>to Boll

Miranda suppress a smile; she then focused on the approaching bank and the group they were moving towards.

---------------->>>>>>>>>>>>>> From Boll

 Elandra smiled at the newcomers and glared at the Captain as they traveled across on the ferry. When they land Elandra says," May Peace be with you always thank you for your help." Elandra will then follow Kree and the Captain to the ship.

<<<<<<<<<<< from Boll

 the Arrows  stepped off the barge.. Kree   walking along   with Lysander  who    pushed and pulled the  wounded Hargenite.

 Tell me Hargenite.... why would  who half blood, wish to serve the hargenites.. it would be  akin to be joining the Tou army..

  My  Mother  was raped by an accursed Elf...

 Ivy laughed out  loud...I have never seen a Human woman who  was 'raped' by an elf.. It is almost a dream for some!

>>>>>>>>>>>>>>From Boll

Lysander says to Kree, "I wish you would have let me torture him.  I guarantee he would have shared his deepest secrets.  Even the orcs of the mountains would weep and cry for death when we needed information."

I suspect so which will be by counting their dead bodies. Miranda stated. Drawing her dagger she sliced off the one of the Pirate's earlobes; holding it up This is for you insolence. ooc is he wearing ear decoration/s
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Zorin had grown bored with this game they were playing. Well, if you need me, I'll be finding someone to indulge in a good time with. he bowed sarcastically to the group and began meandering in the direction of the pub, singing an old, jolly song from his home.

In reply to Zorin (msg # 62):

Is that it, a minor shuffle then a mere bag'o'tell and your headed to the Tavern.

He wheels around casually after only a couple of steps. What would you have me do, miss? Would you like me to join your band for the sake of these brigands? he stopped for a second, then he shrugged and started back to the group. What the hell, maybe some more gold in their pockets.

In reply to Zorin (msg # 64):

Hum... I assumed you were the intrepidity adventurous type of person; thus an opportunity to travel with a band of such Stalwart Intrepidity Adventures is before you.

"You know, we could use the help. There are more than a few on these ships that need some help leaving the world."

 Ivy watched Zorin, there is a bit of a smirk on his  face, then he continues  to walk with the   others.

 Kree does not stop walking, but says over his shoulder,I blame you not? You have your exchange of blades for the day. The Inn awaits where you may tell your  tales of Glory.. Meanwhile? The Arrows  step forth to cut , just a wee bit more of the sickness in these  realms.

 ahead. a Trooper  appears at the top og the  gangway..he loks concerned  as the Captain , with his  bleeding  ear, adding to  the  stains on his  uniform, was  forced towards the vessel.  From the  stern  gunwale a shout.

 'ere now! Watcha doin' will our  Captain..did you save him from Murderous  rogues!g
a few  other   heads  appeared, talking among themselves.

 Kree calmly  fits  and arrow into  the string ,  looks up at the Boatswain, who manned the  gangway....Your shipmates  are  dead.... we killed them. We have  come to Kill youi, and Take your  ship...or? Burn it, if needs be.

 wehat are you...some kind of Mercs  the town hired?

  we are Mercs, of sorts.... none here hired us. Weare  doing this for  fun...i will offer you this small chance at life... leave the ship now..with no weapons.. there is a one masted sloop at  lower ned of these docks.. you will be permitted  to sail with  your ship mates...Other then  that, You all die..

 we can't  do that!... we have almost  30 people  on this ship...we all won't  fit!

 Then?  cast the dice... Throw  a dagger, Let  The Sisters  decide who live  and dies....but make no mistake, I will not offer this  once the shafts  fly and Blades are bare....d

 what  'bout our Captain?

  He is dead, do not worry  any more about him...

 we kin bloody well see  'im...

 Kree looks back at Lysander...please, do not make a lair  of me...

In reply to ship (msg # 67):

Miranda draws an arrow keeping it pointing down but in an instant it would be brought to bear aimed at one of the crew in the Sternkeep. The moment Kree changes from negotiations to hostility Miranda losses her arrow.

Zorin had been hanging back a bit when Free had begun his exchange. He stayed back, keeping one hand free and unlashing his whip with the other, but not bringing it out yet.

Krwyn nocks an arrow, eager to let loose if the crew atacks.

Lysander, a smile on his face, kicks the captain in the back of the legs, bringing him to his knees, then swings his battle axe at his neck.
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(From Boll)
Farora hadn't put away her knives since the last skirmish, knowing she'd be using them again right away, thus she got ready to attack. Moving a bit to the right side of the group and looking for a close target the moment the fight breaks out.

 The Half-elf, was a bit more agile, then one would suspect, with his shattered shoulder, but that did not  save his Life, Lysander's Blade  cleaved  into the   dead at the jaw line, popping the  top off, like some obscene  bowl of fruit.

 Kree looked up at the Boatswain...My Mistake... He is quite dead now...  1o people  lined the   railings,,shouting   vindictives  and threatening The Arrows..

 The Boatswain  yelled,  You will all die  for that!

 Kree snapped,ENOUGH!.... I have  given you a slight  chance  to escape... the sands  of that offer run fast....you can come out  and attacks Us..or you  may wait for us to   charge up after you...or you may sit on that ship while we set it ablaze.... No matter what you choose , this vessel will never  slave again...

 what 'bout the people we  'ave in the 'old... you won't burn them up!

 They are dead already.... only the Sisters  , guiding us here, gives them some  small hope  for  freedom...but  do not test me... I will burn that boat to watch you all die, or   try to swim the  water and beat the serpents..

 Ivy looks  around   and says softly.be nice for some one to show a toirch or two?

 6 town folks came, one of the m the Terrymaster... they began to  light  some wood  they dipped in tar  on the  docks...The FerryMaster says..., very quietly....you really kill the people in the Hold, just to get the Slavers...

 if needs be... we  kill those  slavers, and  we eliminate a slaver Vessel, quite  and  exchange , much like  playing castles  and  Kings. You sometimes have to lose a piece, to win the game..

Lysander starts looking for a path to get to the ship with as much cover as possible. He will move to the left, hoping there are goods on the dock.

 Elandra got off the ferry and followed she watched as the evil slaver was punished for stealing other's Peace. Elandra was not happy with the possibly of the people in the hold being burned too death, but Kree was right they where slaves now if they did nothing, and most would choose death and Peace over a life of slavery having your Peace taken from you.

 Elandra said to the ship of slavers," Come and fight us honorably or leave, making us burn you is only the sign of true cowards and those that will never have Peace again and I condemn your souls." Elandra said a prayer to Amot as she readied her guiding bolt spell.

Zorin stayed back a couple steps behind the ones not nocking arrows.

You know why I hate slavers? he cracked his whip loudly off to one side. They take away someone else's ability to indulge in even the simple pleasures of life. he cracks the whip twice more.

And, by Trall, I can't abide that. Your profit doesn't invalidate their rights. he began muttering an incantation and working his fingers a spell forming in his empty hand.
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  Kree turned to the  men  from Thur,Spread out  around   the ship.. ready the torches...

  ..but..there's folks in that hold....

 Kree looked at the ferrymaster...they were there before  we  arrived..before  we killed , what should be, 1/3 of thier troops..... and the ship has been here..how many days? NONE..of you lifted a hand to save them then...do not whine and mewl like  frightened catfolk...

a few of the Men Put thier  torches down and went back towards the town... The Ferrymaster looked hard at Kree, shame on his face, anger in his heart.....you heard the  Elf.. Spread out.. wait for the order...

 Kree spun around walking towards the  Gangplank, his  bow at half draw...This is ther last I offer this... Then we  burn the ship to the water line, and you can die  in the flames, or  get eaten by serpents .. If you come down the gangway with no weapons, we will turn you over the  the  Watch....you come  down with weapons, we wil kill you dead

 IVY   COUNT TO 10 IN HUMAN TRADE ...

 ...One...........Two......FIVE...

 Hey! he  skipped numbers!!!

 My Couisn...well.... he doesn't  study Human trade   words too well...when he reaches  10?..the torches  fly....

 ...7.......

 The Boatswain Said....HOLD!... we surrender to the  Watch!

   The Ferrymaster Looked at Kree , kree  just gave him a sidelong look... but said  nothing..

  The   Hargenites  and those they hired  came down the  Gangplank...one had a Sword, and Ivy Shot him in the leg, the man fell into the water  and the smaller  serpents  attacked...

 The Boatswain looked at Kree.....I believe  I mentioned...no weapons....

 the screams of the man  in waist deep water  as  serpents that  varied in size from 2 feet to  1 foot, ripped  chunks out of him...

 Ferrymaster  asked,yer just gonnna let him suffer?....

 Kree said,was he just going let those people  get sold ?

 33  men  and woman Lined up.. Kree shouted to the men of Thur.. Bind their legs  and their arms.....Arrows?  let us  free the folks in the hold and see what we might   find on this ship...

 what  about us....

 Kree stopped half way up the gang plank...Get Volunteers to said this to  Ironmound.... I will give you are  letter stating   this is your prize, and  to give you a smaller ship to sail back, and  Coin for your aid..... You will also    secure these  people in the hold to hand over to the Ironmound Watch...

 IRONMOUND!!! You said the Watch!

 Aye, But not  which one.....

 they'll kill us!

 Aye, there's a chance in that..or you may go to the arena, Holiday is coming up...or?  you might work in the ship yards....I thank you for the vessel. it will add  more patrols to the Storm!

A wry grin crosses Lysander's face.

 Elandra nodded to the Boatswain," You made the right choice may you find Peace after all." Elandra then went up the gang plank to the ship to help release the ones in the hold and check on them.

The half drow stayed close to Ivy, chuckling softly at his counting and Kree's explanation. It was dark business yet there was always a slight touch of humor between the cousins. With a kiss and a quick grope of Ivy's backside, Tyri moved to follow after Elandra to help with those in the hold.

While Lysander watched over the crew, and checked knots around wrists to ensure they were secure, he also cleaned his axes.  "Man can't shave with a dull or dirty blade, eh?"

Miranda relaxed her drawn arrow and headed for the gangplank. Pausing beside Ivy she glanced from him to Shadow. Cousin Ivy this poor sport to entice Cousin Tyre you do. she teased. Once aboard Miranda made her way below deck to locate and liberate the former Slaves.
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After dismissing the spell, Zorin stood the right distance from the gang plank, whip still ready. The heroes had the liberation in hand, so he stayed on the ground.

It really is too bad you didn't fight. Although it was probably your best option to not resist.

   Kree moves to the stern to check the Captain's quarters.  Ivy  head below  to help the others  search.

  the 3nd deck was filled with Hammocks for the  crew,  with  barrels   contain Cutlasses  and  spears and Javilins,,, right near the door  where 6  longbows  with  2 dozen quivers of arrows hanging from hooks.

 In the Hold the stern half the ship  contain goods, from food stuffs  to clothing  , spices  and some 'fancy items" such as   vellum  wrapped paper,  cases of inks  and  feather pens,, the   bow half  of the Hold held  60 people, women, children and men, chained  to ties to posts  or  Iron  hooks  set in the bulkheads.. Just enough  reach to get to the   trough that held  old gruel  and  bucks of  tainted water.

 Ivy looked over the people they children seemed  afraid, woman either stared  in fright, or looked down  in  expectation..The Men either  turned away, defeated, or stared, angry at   Ivy.

  I am Ivyian Nightblade, of the Crimson Arrows, You will all be set free, the ship itself  is going to Ironmound...and your captors  will be taking you place in those chains....Those who have a home to go to?...May stay in Thur, until arrangements to get you safely home can be made... those of you, who have no home, and wish a New Life,  may stay on board as passengers, to Ironmound.... Our Captain will compose  a letter  telling the  Ironmound Watch that you are free Folks  who come to  try  for a New Life...

   The rest of the Arrows   Moved into the Hold to  unlock the  chains  with  Keys from the Boatswain's belt.

Miranda moved through the liberated folk rendering aid to the injuted with the Sisters Guidance.

 Elandra went with Ivy and helped unlock the people, and Elandra would see if they needed help or healing. She would say a prayer to Amot for their Peace too be returned to them. Elandra would check on the children first, Elandra got a set of keys from the Boatswain too unlock their shackles. Elandra said," We are here to free and help you, we are Arrows fighting the good fight against evil and slavers. I am Elandra Priestess and Cleric of Amot, if you need healing please come to me."

Using the keys she'd picked up earlier Miranda busily unlocked and released the chained. Hearing the Amontian's slight, Miranda bristled and responded. She is not the only Arrow who has the ability to assist any injured with Divine healing.
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Continuing releasing and giving aid to the captives she asked who they are and how they felt.

 Elandra smiled at Miranda and replied," That is wonderful it will be good not too be the only healer in the group, yes if you need healing ask any of us and we will get you aid." Elandra looked at Miranda and smiled, she did not know Miranda had divine healing.

 Elandra tried to comfort and help the released slaves as she helped unlock them. Elandra paid close attention to the children.

Zorin coiled his whip, now that the guard had the slavers in custody. He waited impatiently for things to quiet back down.

He kept his eyes on the people leaving the ship, thinking this went too easy. He kept a hand on the hilt of his short sword.

In reply to Elandra Jalvian (msg # 89):

Miranda returned Elandra's smile. when there's an opportunity would you care to join me in an affiliated and allied faith study. she suggested.
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Riven stayed close to Kree to keep an eye and provide backup just in case it was needed. There was really no reason for her to follow after the others...they should have it under control with that many Arrows. And maybe she was just being too overprotective of Kree...but it was a chance she was going to take.

As most of the Arrows were busy freeing the slaves, Krwyn made his way to the captain's cabin, looking for papers about his goals and his gold.

Attending to 60 rescued and most likely injured people was going to take time. Miranad suggested Elandra ask if any of the arrows could lend a hand administering First Aid to the lesser injured.

 Elandra smiled at Miranda and replied," Yes I would really like that Miranda, May Peace be with you always." Elandra would help with spells and first aid to the rescued slaves.

Tyri watched the minor tiff that occurred between Miranda and Elandra though the latter seemed very oblivious to it. With a shrug, she searched the area, trying to make herself useful but came up with nothing. There was a soft sigh as she brushed back a strand of honey blond hair, retucking it behind her pointed ear. "Didn't find anything of note...anything else I should be doing?" she asked Ivy with a mischievous smirk.

In reply to Tyri Shadowhand (msg # 96):

Glancing up from the child she was attending.  That's a pitty. Now would you care do something helpful. If so could you look through the ship for some clean fabrics which can be used to bandage up these wounds.
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Zorin watched for a couple minutes as freed people came off the ship. He headed over to the captain of the band. So... you're supposed to be in charge of these...Arrows?

She watched as Zorin approached, fingers lightly brushing against the hidden dagger in her bracer. The newcomers didn't seem to be deceiving them...but one could never be too sure. Crystal blue eyes watched his movements, the rest of her face concealed by her deep hood and black mask that covered the lower portion. The black leather armor she wore did not hide the fact that she was a female though surprisingly a little more shapely for an elf. "Our Captain is looking through the former Captain's quarters..." she said softly.
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Farora stayed on the ground and helped tie the captives, seeming not at all keen to go on the slave ship. In the short time the company had known her one could easily tell she was not at all chatty. But somehow Farora seemed unusually quiet as she bound the slavers tightly.

  Kree    had a chart on the captain's desk..he was looking at it, as if  an answer was there. he could not see...

 absently , he said to Krwyn,it is not  much differant here, then when  with with Silverhand across the great mists.... except here..there is a nation that thrive4s of   slavery and darkness and we have  no great Mages  to save us...When  that ferrymaster gets  the crew  ready, i will write a note to the  Ironmound harbormasters  for them, to aid thier  colection of prize money...our shares will be sent to  The Plank, and we wil pick that up when we retunr to  Ironmound..

Elandra and Mirand diligently worked through the injured. When the last had been treated Miranda sat and relaxed a little resting her back against the wall she offered a prayer of thanks to the Sisters for their guidance with the injured. Glancing towards Elandra. Do you think there's something refreshing aboard this liberated boat.

 Elandra helped as much as she could, and freed all the slaves. They guided them up out of the hold and moved them onto the deck. Elandra smiled at Miranda and replied," Most likely in the Captains quarters we would find something refreshing." Elandra smiled and giggled.

In reply to Elandra Jalvian (msg # 103):

Miranda nodded in agreement then headed towards the sternkeep's cabin/s. Looking into each for sign of perspective bottle or small cask.

  Kree grabs a  Pen and begins to write a pair  of Notes.

  On one of the notes  he lists  three  marks he  makes on the charts  with a circle, and  places what he thinks about the Slaver  and Hargenite activity

 the other   sheet is , what he feels the disposition  of the prize money  for  The Arrows  and  the   Crew who are bringing the ship to Ironmound, as well as a sloop for them to sail back.

 The Ferrymaster walks  up  the  gangway to find Kree.

Lysander watches the ferrymaster with a wary eye, not trusting people who can't make a choice against evil.

In reply to Riven Goldleaf (msg # 99):

Zorin was still a bit unsure of who was in charge of these people. But, he acknowledged the one who addressed him. I see... he scratched around his left eye, where an eye patch covered it. so, what is the plan from here for you? I've been indulging myself a bit in this town, but I'm growing a bit bored. He looked into Riven's blue eyes with his brown eye, then a thought appeared on his face, Apologies. I realized I've forgotten the pleasantries. My name is Zorin, I am an purveyor of pleasure and hand of retribution against restrictors of others' revelry. By Grall's power, I've managed to journey many places and ensure lusts of all stripes are explored freely by anyone who wishes. he grins broadly as he boasts of himself and his hedonistic heroism.

In the Captain's cabin,  Kree finished the two letters,  Putting   them in a oiled Pouch, sealing with  with  wax, and using his  pin as a impression.

  The Ferrymaster  looked at him...This  is to stay  on the desk. When you reach the  Guardian Isle , a rowboat with troopers will approach, You tell them you have a prize  vessel and  survivors  of  slaver raiders.

  They will check  your vessel and  a small ship  will lead  you the  The Navy's  Docks. There you will Present these letters   to the Officer of the day... and you will be told
 about your reward and what to do  until it is gathered.

 Kree stood, Gathered his Bow...You will be rewarded well...but do not expect  to own a mansion. Do not....think of turning this  ship over to Tou...if you  see an Empire Vessel on the river, Hail it  to add for safe passage...

 He looked up at the taller  Human,Greed can turn a man's heart as  ease as a comely wench. Do not become , someone i must hunt down...

 The Ferry Master looked at  Kree with some measure of anger.I will see to this, Captain.... I do not like  being questioned   as to my honor....

 Kree walked past him as he said,That is  as it should be.....I however ,i throughly  enjoy, making people who cross me, regret thier choices..

The FerryMaster  Looked   to Krywn, as  Kree toss   his comrade a bag that that  had taken from the desk.

"I don't know anyone who crossed Kree or the Crmson Arrows and is still alive", adds Krwyn to Kree's words, as he catches the bag.

Searching for something refreshing Miranda  looks into the Captain's Cabin; catching the exchange between Kree and the Ferrymaster. Cousin Dear whoever wants to sail to Ironmound would need provisions. Will we have time to itemise the ships stores?
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   The  Elf  stops, They were   ready to ship out?  there should be Hogsheads of water, and  casks of grog or  rum?, I would  imagine there are  breads and  such, and dried  meat. perhaps even fresh fruit of vegetables, since  they travel the river, it  would not be a problem  should they run out...

 He  steps out on the  quarterdeck , looking over the  folks on the deck below....All of you? save for the prisoners, have  a choice to make, Stay here at Thur, and make you way to , whatever  Village you wish to settle in. Or travel with the ferry master  and his crew to Ironmound, wherte you will get a fresh start...

 Looking over the people's upraised faces,A fresh start, is a Boon The Sisters offer rarely ...do not squander it, through petty thoughts  and  imagined  slights.. Bowshot is  not far away from Ironmound, Nor  is the  trace Forest, or Patch Town on the shores..... The  ship will cast of before sunset...

 The ferrymaster  Comes out,You want me to sail down  The Alt  a night, and into  The Storm?

 Aye... the  ship is expected  to say, according to the papers, In the dark  , the enemy will see the ship, but  not  who is crewing it... By Morning  , you should  HAve Olant well, to your stern...

 and none of you will come with us?

 I am on the task, set before my company, by the Emprire... These are not the  Only hargenites  who will doe before that task is finished.... see to your vessel, and  enjoy the rewards..

  The elf  steps down to the waist of the  ship  Giving nods  at the people who are now  free,

  Prisoners were being  brought up  the  gangway..a burly fellow  spit at Kree,You'll not get me to Ironmound Alive!

 Kree looks  down at the  spot  on the deck, then turned to Lysander....Send Him over the  starboard side... the  serpents on this side had a meal...

Whether his introduction phased her, he could not tell. She didn't bat an eye or quirk a brow. "I am called Riven. I have been traveling with Captain Kree for some time..." Shifting a bit, she continued to regard the man, her head slightly cocked to the side. "Are you...planning on continuing on with us?" The question was lined with curiosity.

Lysander looked at the much bigger man, and said,"You should not have tested our captain.". With the man's hands tied, Lysander grabbed him by the back of the britches and carried him like a satchel to the starboard rail and swung him overboard.  "Who's next?"

 The ex-prisoners  either  Cheered, or looked afraid... The hargenites looked shaken...

 he passed the others on the Gangway...Welcome to the Empire, Hargenites...enjoy your stay....Arrows!...   I will see you in the Inn at the entrance...

 a Taller , darkskinned  Hargenite looked  harshly at Kree...You are Not  a Hargenite...

 he sneered at Kree,..I am from the   southern caist, of the hargen  Empire.. they have been bringing more of us here to fight the Long  ears and pale skined bearded ones...

 Hmmm?  Well... did not quite work out  for you.... if the sisters  smile on you, you may well soon, fight one more time...in the arena

Turning to follow Kree from the Cabin Miranda spotted a couple of bottles nestled in a side rack. Grabbing both she trailed along after Ivy. Once off the ship she handed one bottle to Ivy the other she'd share with Elandra and two other Arrowmaidens
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Tyri couldn't help but grin when Kree said he would meet them at the Inn. Any chance of some rest and relaxation was something she looked forward to. "Shall we?" she smiled at Ivy, slipping her hand to the inside of his arm.

In reply to Riven Goldleaf (msg # 112):

Zorin furrowed his brow, I don't yet know. What sort of adventures would I have the pleasure of embarking on with your company? he waved a hand at the ship broadly.

In reply to Zorin (msg # 117):

Judging by what you've said and done so far I suspect you'll find travelling about undertaking specific tasks, handeling impromptu situations and ensuring those who would interfere with our plans somewhat dull. With this in mind it's best to spend time considering the advantages and disadvantages of being a Crimson Arrow. Miranda councils; then gives Kree a subtle wink.
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Looking at Zorin, Lysander says, "It wasn't that long ago that I joined up with the Arrows, but I can say, all except one incident, my life has been very exciting and enjoyable.  Kree is a good leader, and I know how I fit in, mostly."

 Elandra checked all the survivors and then said a prayer to Amot when the big guy went for a swim. Elandra moved with the others, she said good bye to the children and was all smiles.

 As they left the ship Elandra said to Zorin," We are on a mission from the Emperor and we help liberate and punish those who need it to help restore the Peace of the land. Amot watches over us, you will help restore Peace and help people regain their Peace. May Peace always be you."

Zorin simply nodded as the three spoke their piece. He considered them for a moment.

So... I'll have a boring, exciting, roving, peace-spreading, emperor serving time? he raised one eyebrow. I think I need to see if I have any drink left in my flask. he smiled impishly.

Lysander looked at Zorin, "Now you are talking.  Let's go to the tavern and talk."

AHA! Zorin barked out a laugh and beamed at this new drinking companion. YES! Let's get to the tavern, and you can tell me of the complex travels you've had with this band. he slapped Lysander on the back and turned back to the tavern.

Farora followed close behind, more than happy to leave the slave ship behind and relieved to see the kidnapped freed and in one piece. The nervousness seeping out of her body and making her steps lighter.

Looking to Kree for permission, Lysander starts to follow Zorin to the tavern.

What's this mission from the Emperor? Miranda prompted.
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 Elandra smiled and replied," We are going to Yad to investigate a Hargenite stronghold that controls the ships going through the mountains." Elandra smiled and continued off the ship with the others then looked too Kree and asked," What now Captain?"

They walk up the road, a few   folks are  running to the  docks to see about the people who are staying or to sign up to ail.

 The Guards  eye them as they pass through the gates of the  Town,Thank  ye, fer gettin' rid of them scum. Governor wanted to  do some damage to them, but was afraid of  our people be punished if we failed

 Kree  stopped only for a moment.I undertsand this... I have no such worries. But something  for you all to think on. Everyone  of those  raisers  that would have gone free, would have  taken someone else, and? You could have stopped them..so..every life that would have ended, or been ruined, would have been by your hand as well.... if you tried and failed..at least you would have tried, and could blame the gods   for what happened after...

 The elf walked  forward  once  more. leaving  the guarda  a cross between  ashamed and thoughtful

Miranda strolled past the checkpoint the Crimsons quickly reached the Sailors Way.

With everything seemingly decided, Riven took her place at Kree's side, keeping an eye out for anything that seemed out of place or anyone that might cause harm to the Captain.

Once inside the Sailors Way she scanned its interrior and its patrons.

 Elandra walked past the Guards and said," May you find peace, I will pray for you." Elandra said a quick prayer to Amot in front of them and then moved on with the others. Elandra will keep her eyes open and look for anything out of the ordinary as they made their way to the Sailors Way.

Lysander had ignored the guards, as he went with haste.  He felt like crawling into a vat of ale and drinking himself into a stupor.  Of all the things that would bother a normal man which had happened in his week, he had no thought of.  What he did think about brought an internal conflict, an embarrassment, even a remorse which he didn't understand how to process.  He should have been true to his nature, taciturn, efficient in doing his job, avoiding that which would bring emotion to his routine.

Zorin stayed next to Lysander as they walked. So, new friends, what shall we drink today? I don't really care, as long as you fill me in on what I'm really in for.

Hell follow the group's lead when they enter the pub.

Lysander replies to Zorin, "Whatever will numb my mind.  Probably dwarven ale.  As to what you are in for, that is a fluid path."
Arriving at the tavern, Lysander finds a table with plenty of room and orders 2 mugs for himself, letting Zorin, and anyone else who joins them order their own.  "This group, we have a great leader, and a noble mission.  Each person contributes their talents to the whole, and, whilst there be tasks that might go wanting for lack of people, no one feels left out, and no one is overwhelmed with tasks.  We do what we can, and we usually do it efficiently.  When we do get downtime, it is oft spent gathering information, or making connections we might leverage at a later time."  He takes a long pull.  "Only you can fill in what you bring to the whole, but whatever that is, Kree will find a use for it."

 entering  'The Sailors Way' they see a good number  of folk, woodsmen, sailors, craftsman,

 Kree looks to the Table That Lysander   Found, and taps the  bar  with his knuckles,whatever  food your have  that is not fish, for the table, bread  or rolls, and ale  and wine...

a Large   Northman came  out of the  Kitchen, ...I thought you was dead?

 Thought or  hoped?

 there was a hint of a  smile,we have  Deer stew  and Rabbit  stew..Deer  stew  is a copper  a bowl more....

 kree slides   3  hargen Gold  Coins across the  Counter. Deer then...what's it like  for  rooms ?

 Only have two empty, the  other folks just got here, on thier way to Boll...

 ..you know of any place in town?

 Moonlight  has rooms, they just shipped out the day before...not  many left...

 The Pirates?

 I used to be a pirate..you  rode the waves yourself  abit..

 Aye.. I did,  I killed pirates...Still?  we will check it out..but we will spend  food money here..

  Kree  moved to the table, Ivy put a  few more  logs  in the hearth. One  older  fellow  was smokey a pipe..he saaid  in a strong even voice.....so?  you come   in..Kill off  folks who spent thier Coin, and  are sending away  people to  to the  Capitol...

 Kree  removed his pack and quiver, Looked across  the  room at the older man....good eye?..better  ears for some one  who stayed behind the walls  while steel was drawn...

 ..too old  fer that...but think here  ain't Like  the Plains of ironmound....

 Kree smiled as he   relaxed,They better be...slavers... pirates...bandits?..need to  be  culled out...

 could be, folks think you are exactly that...

 That is  fine  with me.... its easier to  kill them, when they come after me, then having to  look under thier rocks to find them,

 there was a Bit  of Lauther, but , also a few   folks  frowned at this.

 A Young  fellow with  Muddy boots  and a threadbare came, but a well kept  lute, entered..  Aif  Horksen pointed to the fire.. the youngster  set up for the  evening's entertainment.

Farora stayed with Zorin and Lysander, quietly settling on the floor beside the table and getting to work on some beads as she waited for the food. Happy with the work done so far and was humming a low tune barely audible.

Lysander was happy for the company, even if they couldn't see inside his mind.  He ate little, but drank much.  Maybe too much even for a dwarf.

 Elandra smiled as she entered the Tavern, she smiled at Farora, and the Zorin and Lysander at the table. She took a seat and waited for the food and drink. She said a prayer to Amot and then looked like she was ready too eat.

 Elandra listened and said to the Large Northman, " Thank you and may Peace be with you always." Elandra listened to the old man and then she added," We keep the Peace and bring Peace to those it was taken from. May Peace be with you."

Krwyn sits with Elandra and Miranda, and enjoys the deer stew, something he had not eaten for some time. He listens to the bard as well and keeps his eyes and ears open without saying very much.

Zorin shrugged, We'll see what that is, I suppose. he motioned to the server in the "same for me" gesture.

He saw the bard walk in, noticed the lute, reached into his coin purse and pulled out a silver coin. Boy! he called out. When the man turned around, he lobbed the coin at him. Play well.

When the server returns he'll drop 5 coppers on the tray and says, Let me know when the bard drinks through that.

Miranda offered thanks to the Sisters then ate a wedge of bread along with bowl of deer stew. Giving Krywn a speculative grin she asked how he thought the newcomers were handelling themselves.
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With a giggle, Tyri sat in Ivy's lap and kissed his neck softly before she had noted the bard. Excitement lit up in those icy blue eyes as she grinned, hoping that he would play something lively that she could dance to. Of course, Ivy knows that she would pretty much dance to anything if given the chance.

   The bard  sat there.. a  drink of ( cheap) ale brought to him and a  roll of  bread.

  sing the tale of the Missing  Arrow!  the older  fellow  looked at  Kree.. Kree  just  took a spoonful of his  stew, looked back down to hos bowl.

  The tale was short, and drew many laughs, but to Ivy, the  song was not  funny...it spoke of a Band of  Arrows that  met  Hargenites  on the plains, The Hargenites  bested the Arrows, at  every turn, and hwen the leader of those Unti of Arrows  went to Kill the Hargentie  Leader, it turned out  the leader was  so afraid, that he had  his quiver upside  down..he died  screaming , that his  arrows  were Missing....

 the Olde fellow  tossed  the bard  two coppers  as he laughed..  Tis a Grand  Tale Is In now, captain of the Arrows...

 people watched..some eager for a fight..some..perhaps afraid.

  Kree   drank from his wine, then  picked  a mug from the table and  filled it with the elven wine, he walked  over to the Bard, handed him the fine wine, and  gave him a measure to Play...

 as the bard strummed Kree  said,The  story  may be funny  to hargenites, slavers and scum.... But not to the likes of me?... The true story is, that Band of arrows... 9  all told, met  hargenite Cavalry  some  50 strong...... The  Arrows  started  By cutting down the horses  as  they charges, leaving the  horsemen, who survived the  fall to fight on thier feet...it took half a  Band on the  candle clock, for the hroses  to have been dead,

 he sips his own  wine  as he walks  about the room..most folks there were  working folk, but a few, including the Old  fellow had the dress of  pirates or Buccaneers.

41   horseman count stand and  fight... Then the first Volley of arrows.. there  were  32.... then 23..... then 14... then...5..



as the Arrows closed in.. the  five  begged for thier  lives....The Arrows..well.. we do not live  , live enemies behind us....The Captain sent  his people ahead,mand they Butchered  4 of the  5..leaving the Horme  captain  alobe..scared, and soiling his pants...again... he looked at the people,Hargenites  do that, when they know they are going to die....

 he smiles as she shakes his head, a bit  of laughter, The  captain of the Arrows  pointed  at the Tou river, telling the Hargnite, if he could  swim across the  Tou. he would let him live...

The horse  captain  took off his armor, and run, leaving , yet another trail of offal as he ran to the  River,  he  dove in  and was almost halfway across when the small serpents hit Him.. he screamed  as  chunks of  flesh were torn  from his Body.. he called out to the Arrow Captain...." Please..Kill me! "

 The Captain reached into his quiver  and found it empty, he hand spent his arrows on horses  and men.. He  held out  his arms in hoplessness...'I am sorry , my friend.. My Arrows seem to be missing...The  the horse captin died, a death of   of 100 bites, until a larger  Serpent  finished him...

 People stared at Kree.. The  Older Man shook with rage..YOU  Lie! he drew a dagger.. Kree's   own dagger  slammed into the  Man's table, an inch from the arm that held the Blade...

 I do not..Lie....and i know this..because i was there.. I was an arrow bearer,  but  was told to stay back incase the hargenites had the sisters on thier  side....

 kree made a grand show of Looking at the floor where the man was sitting , he smiled  as he retrived his dirk....Once more he looked  at the floor and said,It appears, the Man is a Hargenite!

 The people  laughed   and the  old man ran from the   Inn, and swerver girls came with  mops...

  Turning to the Bard,let us have no more Empire praise or Hargenite Lies..hmmm.. Play to make the folks merry....  he handed the bard a silver, and  went back to his  stew..

 Ivy frowned,..why didn't you kill him....

 The Night is long... one  can only imagine where he  went..of course..we  could track him rather easy!  they laughed   as the Bard began to play Limmerick music for now.

Lysander ordered more ale.  He was overly thirsty.

Miranda smiled at Krees telling of the 'Skirmish of Werts Field.' Cousin Kree it has been some time since you shared Snippets from Thy earlier outings.

Zorin listened to the tale Kree told. It was a good one. Zorin suspected some liberty was taken, he didn't care, that's the point of a good tale.

He saw how quickly Lysander was going through his ale. Are you well, friend? I don't think we need to rush the indulgence.

Riven listened to Kree's telling quietly though her thoughts seemed to be many miles away. Finally, she removed her mask, revealing her fine elven features though there are several small scars upon her face. Pouring herself a glass of some fine elven wine, Riven sat back, sipping at it. "I suppose that that is not the last time we will see that bloke," she said when Kree joined them once again.

 Elandra had gotten a large bowl of deer stew, bread and good wine. She ate and drank as Kree told his side of the tale. She watched the Hargenite old man run from the Inn, she watched and said to Amot," He needs his Peace adjusted, and yes we will see him again fellow Arrows."

 Elandra did watch Lysander with Zorin, she wasnt sure about him yet, plus he was partial to the God of War which Elandra had a slight problem with.

Farora chuckled at Kree's story and snorted loudly when she seemed to have heard Elandra's comment. The Firbolg was sticking to cheap ale as well but drinking nothing comparable to Lysander, tuning in to the conversation when Zorin asked if the Dwarf was quite well, she had been thinking the same thing but didn't want to impose.

In reply to Zorin (msg # 147):

"Nothing that matters to anyone else, thanks for asking." He empties the mug and orders more, placing a few silver on the tray when it is delivered.

 Elandra smiled and replied," Your Peace matters to me Lysander, if talking about will help my ear is always for a friend in need." She said a silent prayer to Amot for Lysander to find his Peace.

 Elandra then ate and watched and listened, to her arrows and to the other people gathered in the Inn, get a feel for how they where welcomed so far.

Zorin shrugged, No worries.

He turned back to his own drink, and listened to the bard as he played. He looked about for some entertainment, of any kind

 The Bard was getting warmed up, and started playing more liveley Music, some with stories, some , just the music.

 Kree was  taking his time with his Stew,so?  Zorin... what are your  thoughts   of   Joining the Company.. The pay is  bad, Dangers  are great, but where else  can you kill a  slaver, and not  get  put in a cell?

  do not let him fool you... what we lack  In coin, we make up for smiles.. did you see the folk we pulled from that ship?.. they were afraid  and  till our  Ladies attended to them, and found out they had  a choice to stay here, or Go to  Ironmound.

Zorin turned to the two, I'm leaning towards hanging around, for a bit. he seemed like it's a passing fancy. I was glad to see people freed, indeed.  It would have been more satisfying to have had a real hand in it. he shrugged.

  Kree  waved to the folk  in the  Inn that were signing or  dancing to the Bard's tunes.as you have seen, we do run into the dark  types in Inns and taverns. But it is damnably  hard to remove darker folk, unless you...go after...darker folk...

Hearing the lively music made Tyri grin as she slipped from Ivy's lap and bound to the place where the bard was...or at least the place near where he was performing. She began to dance to the music he was playing. She moved with grace and skill, having amazing control of her muscles. It was alluring in many ways, especially given how much exposed skin Tyri showed.

Lysander tried not to focus on anything around him except on the next mug of ale.

Zorin looked over the people Kree motioned to, thinking for a moment. He is distracted for a moment by Tyri and her dancing. He looked back at Kree, smiling, Yes, that does tend to hold true in my experience. I'm just not accustomed to chasing them down on purpose. I usually just deal with them as they appear. he shrugged, then took another drink.

  Kree helps himself to another Bowl of stew,well, If you travel with us... you will do both....

  setting his bowl down, he  reaches  into his tunic to pull out a small purse, opening it, ht e  fusses through it a  bit and  set a arrow pin on the table.....You want to  Join...pick it up... you want to quit  sometime, give it back... you do not want to join at all, you are still welcome   at our table this night.

Zorin looked at the pin on the table, he fiddled with it, and looked at the only person who'd had battlefield experience with him, What say you, Miranda of the Glen? Do you think your Arrows would be well served by my presence?

In reply to Zorin (msg # 161):

A minor tussle is hardly enough to give an informed judgement. I suspect, if you take up the mantle you'll find that question answered.

With a 400ml bladder, and multiple mugs in him, Lysander excuses himself for a bit.  When he returns, he doesn't seem to be walking a straight line, but goes back to his drinking.

Her dancing continued, pausing briefly to move up to Ivy and taking him by the hand and gently pulling him to stand and come dance with her.

She watched as Tyri danced followed by the young elf moving up to Ivy and urged him to dance with her...there was something so...innocent there with a love of life that was refreshing to see really. Pulling her gaze, Riven polished off her first glass of wine and switched over to water. "I suppose he could always travel along and pick a bit later, eh Captain?" she asked, figuring that it would be up to Zorin on whether this lifestyle fit. In some aspects...given the little that she did know...it seemed like it might but one could never be too sure.

''If my two bits are worth anythin,'' Farora spoke up gently but in a clear voice, ''I just joined 'em yesterday but they don't seem a bad lot at all. Ye even get neck rubs if ye pick a dumb place to sleep,'' she nodded at Elandra.

Zorin shrugged, As long as I'm not bound to any sort of celibacy or sobriety, I think I'll give it a go. he stuck the pin in the hem of his hood with a smile. He held up his mug for another drink.

 Elandra smiled at Farora and replied," Yes that has happened, it was my pleasure Farora." She turns too Zorin, and adds," No we definitely dont have a sobriety rule as far as celibacy that would depend of how your God or Goddess feels about that. Amot wants us to enjoy our Peace as long as it doesnt harm others."

In reply to Elandra Jalvian (msg # 168):

Miranda smiled at Elandra's statement. Or bring on unwanted attention or harm. she added. Taking a sip of wine followed by a spoon of food.

Lysander tried to stand up, but his body collapsed into a drunken sleep.

In reply to Lysander (msg # 170):

Concerned about Lysanders sudden collapse Mirande stepped over to the Dwarf who was sprawled across the table. Quickly checking for possible injury or poisoning she assessed he was in a drunken stupor. Cousin Dear, is this standard for Lysander?

''Want me to carry 'em to bed?'' Farora turned to look at Kree as well, she didn't even bat an eye as this was not a new situation to her at all.

 Elandra looked at Miranda and she figured Lysander was fine just drunk as all hell. He had been pretty depressed maybe she should sit and talk to him after he sobered up.  Elandra said  prayer to Amot for Lysander and then said to Farora," I would say yes but that is up too Kree and the Inn Keep." Elandra hoped Lysander was going to be ok.

  Kree frowns,Inn Keeper  says there aren't enough rooms here....

 The Inn Keeper  cam over  he  was a bit on the  confident  side..I can make  room for your group, It will cost you though....

 Ivy was abut to say something  when he was whisked away to dance.

 Kree looked  at his  bowl, dipping  some bread  in before  biting  the bread,..This is your Building.. your  goods to sell. As it  were. And I'll not begrudge a man for making......honest.....coin

 the eyes shift up at the  In Keep...do what you need to do... my people traveled a rough  way, and  we have more the same  in the Morning... These two...as well... he pointed  to Miranda  and  Zorin.

 The Keeper  smiled  and waved to two  servers  to go upstairs...Good  Horkin?

The Keeper  stopped with his smile still big.....Let us hope, that i do not find you took advantage of my good nature.....I have a very long memory...

In reply to sailor's way (msg # 174):

Apart from Elandra none if the Arrows appeared concerned by Lysanders drunken condition; prompting a shrug from Miranda. Returning to her meal she enjoyed the simple fare leaving the menfolk to do any heavy lifting required to tote the bulky Dwarf to a room.
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Zorin watched from his seat, allowing the group to do as they saw fit to their friend. He continues observing the other patrons and staff while nursing his ale.

Riven rolled her eyes at Lysander's antics but remained silent, her thoughts her own, sipping at her wine and finally getting herself some stew to eat. A brow did slightly quirk at the change of plans of where they were going to stay for the night because of this.

Farora dragged the Dwarf's body to lay beside her on the floor until a room was ready so people wouldn't be stepping on him.

The clanking thud of Lysandars body landing on the floor prompted Miranda to glance in his direction. Grinning at the sight af Farora tugging at the drunken mass as she attempted to move his hulking form closer to the table he had just been pulled off.
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She giggled when Ivy offered no resistance to being pulled to the dance floor and began to dance. Her movements were sensual but not enough to be considered lewd though definitely drawing attention.

Zorin does not bother to hide his rapture with Tyri's movements. But, he does not leer, he watches for a spell, then moves on about the pub, eventually returning to the spectacle they're putting on.

After a couple short minutes, he turns to the food and the party at the table. So... he takes a bite and speaks around it, Tell me more about these adventures I have missed out on. he smiles jovially.

  at the  Inn  the  people began to  unwind, the darkness was  closing in.. a couple sailor types  got up leaving  coin  on the table, .. the ship was getting ready to sail to Ironmound.

 a pair of freed slaves  came in looking around, a woman and man, they both looked unsure. Ihe Inn Keep looked at them...

  we...we...came   for some rest and food.....

The   In Keep said,Ye got Coin  If you....

 Kree said  in a stern  Voice....If you do not have coin from the ship.... The Inn Keep  will stand you a meal and a place  in the common room to warm  and rest until Morning...Is that not  right, Inn Keep....

  Poeple looked  from Kree to the Inn Keeper... , the Inn Keeper  took two strides  to  Kree's table...your kind  cost me  my Life on the river...now yer  tryin' to steal coin from my pocket...

 'My Kind" did not meet you on the River, Horkin.....  Pirates  are  a very small step higher then Slavers... I.....myself...see no difference, unless you carry a letter of Marque . If I am causing you hardship, by aiding  some recued  slaves, I will glad
 you  take you to the  River, and you can join the others  who protested  too much...You food is decenat, as is your drink...have your  heart catch up ....

 Horkin  was still a bit angry. But waved the people in  and  told his servers to set a  small  table  from the kitchen by the fire...

 a Burly  fellow, said,why do they get a table  by the fire...

 Kree shook his head a few times  , the bread in his  hand  was stabbed  into the bowl this time, and he stood...what do you do as your Craft....sir....

 The Big fellow  says, I'm a woodcutter by trade, I bring in  longs and  such to the stockade  walls, and sell to the  ship Builder...

 ..these two  just came offa slaver ship... they  said they were Privateers....so be it..but they  had slaves..so? that Makes them slavers...Now?..If you'd Like to ride in the  hold of that ship to Ironmound, Just so you might  get the feel... then i will make certain  we lock you in with the prisoners....You feel like sailing?

 The fellow  sat down... the mad and woman  nodded to Kree, but were more then a little  afraid of the others,


 another fellow called out...Home much  is a night  with the dancing wench?

 Ivy smiles....400 Plats...or?  Your  Life.... depends on my mood...

Tyri laughed at Ivy's response and continued to dance, enjoying the music and of course Ivy. While she enjoyed the feel of eyes upon her, she moreso enjoyed that Ivy was with her, dancing and enjoying himself just as much.

<<< Introductory Post>>>


Stepping slowly past the entryway into the Sailor's Way, Aerwenwe stood there for a long moment, looking out from under shadows of the drawn-up hood of her blue cloak.

She squinted a time or two as she let her eyes adjust to the lights that lay within the tavern. It wasn't as if the sun had set to darkness yet to have made her vision light-sensitive, but she had enjoyed watching the ship that had lain at anchor shake loose from the docks like a great beast awoken from slumber. Sails slowly unfurling as the crew hurried about their craft upon the decks as orders were issued. It had been heading into the sun from her former vantage point, and thus now her need to let her vision adjust.

Dark shapes took form finally within the place, and she let her eyes drift across the room, uncertain as to what she was looking for... besides a warm meal and a warm bed. She had no issues with sleeping under the stars, but occasionally even she had the urge to bed in a soft place, under a waterproof roof, near the warmth of a fire.

She saw the people within, dancing, drinking, and one pair of males looking to be near to trading blows with each other. She huffed to herself, quietly. The males of the land were always measuring their 'prides' against each other. She found that quite funny... and sad at the same time. Less pride and more heart could do wonders if they let it.

Aerwenwe finally stepped forward, her blue cloak draped all around her, looking for a place to sit. The place was fairly full, the last free table having been taken by a man and a woman. Rwen had heard the exchange between the males over this couple with one calling them 'rescued slaves'. She grimaced in disgust at the thought of people thinking they owned other people. Well... maybe this is why Mother called her down from the mountains. To make a difference with these two former slaves.

She moved softly, and slowly to stand next to the table that had been given to them. "I will pay for their meals, Keeper of the Inn." She said quietly, taking a seat at the ex-slave's table. "And a room, if it is needed." She reached up to drop the hood of her cloak, her long, blazing red hair spilling out over her shoulders like a wave of crimson waters.

She cast the couple at her table a gentle smile as she took in their frightened looks. "No. No fear for you tonight." She took a filled coin pouch from her belt and handed it to them. Aerwenwe had no idea how much was in it. All she knew was that the goblin that she had met earlier that day, the one that had volunteered it into her hands, would never need it again.

  The Inn Keeper   frowned,..This  night be filled  with  souls touched by the gods?
  he snorted.

  The Man looked at  the red Haired  New comer ,Thankee ye  , Miss... it has been a time for us... Our Home lies  In Boll, we  home to reclaim it.

 Ivy  Looked to kree... kree  was finishing  the  bread he had and was reaching for another.. The seated  Elf   gave a Shrug as he looked over the   regular folk, as a few looked over the new  woman....his eyes noted the  stains  on her boots, and  the weapon she carried.

 You there? with hair of Red?... we have much in the way of stew and  rolls,ad...whatever pie that is....if you wish to join us, as thanks  for  aiding the  goodman and his  wife?

 Elandra smiled at the red haired Elf and she said," That was very kind of you, I am Elandra Priestess of Amot, pleasure too meet you, and May Peace be with you always."

Lysander snorted in his sleep and tried to turn over.

Aerwenwe reached out to clasp the hand of the former slave woman, giving it a soft squeeze. "You two take care now." She had heard the offer from the dark-haired one as well as the blessing of a priestess he sat near. She stood back up and crossed to the table where food and pie had been offered. It would be poor manners on her part if she refused the kind offer. Taking a seat she looked to the table of people and gave them a curt nod, adjusting the wooden cudgel that swung at her belt.

"I am Aerwenwe." She offered as she settled in. 'You there,' 'with hair of red?' was not a good name to be known by, she figured, so an introduction had been due. Though some in her past had called her Red before. She reached out for bread and a bowl of stew, picking up a spoon as her hand returned to her. "Thank you." She said to them as she took a bite off of a roll and followed it up with some stew.

She'd had better, but she'd also had worse before, so she nodded her head at the Keeper in appreciation.
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She took another bite of her stew, giving a slight acknowledging nod of her head towards the new woman but otherwise remained quiet, feeling no particular compulsion to introduce herself to any new person that happened to come speak to the group.

In reply to Aerwenwe (msg # 188):

Miranda grinned at the curt nod, which considering the groups composition was somewhat irksome. Well met cousin Aerwenwe. We are Elandra Jalvian; Farora Shadowsmile; Ivyain Nightblade; Kree Quickshadow; Krwyn; Lysander; Riven Goldleaf; Tyri Shadowhand; Zorin and I am Miranda of the Glen. Captain Kree and Lieutenant Nightblade lead this band of Crimson Arrow. she introduces indicating each in turn.
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She made an attempt to catch eyes with those named by Miranda, those that deigned to look back at her anyway, giving them all a small nod. 'I see you, I see your name.' She had been offered food and drink, she was now slightly beholden to this group of travelers, for the grace shown to her, and so was doing her best to show her manners back to them.

She ate, and listened. Then when there was a pause in the conversation she asked. "So, may I ask someone to tell me of your Crimson Band? I regret that the name has not come to my ears yet. Much like walking there... news does not travel fast up the mountains."

  Kree  spoke, Mercenary Companies   work both sides of the fence..as it were.  a compnay did that, and  attacked   our  Home in the Balck Timber, taking  some of our peole as sl;aves, killing alot  more....


  The crimson  Arrows  rose  as a mercenary Company to help bring coin into the  Timber...as well as hunt down slavers..those speical slavers....

 we became the  Crimson Arrows because of a battle, where  we had to use  , arrows that had been shot  at us.., Arrows  covered in blood... some bard watched from a hillock.. the line said ' And the crimson Arrows  flewbringing Death with each  Volley "

 MY...unit.. hires out   as most Merc groups do..but we do not protect slavers, or caravans from Tou.....and. no matter  the mission we have taken, we never pass up a chance  to  kill slavers..and leave a warnign  for those who pass their Bodies  staked to dead trees..

 we just finished  freeing   people  that were aboard that  three master out there.....now the ship sails  to  Ironmound as a prize, and the hold has  its  crew as prisoners...they will not enjoy  the  welcome they will get there.

.................

 Ivy   smiled  as  they finished  Dancing.. he Pointed to the Bard, and   said...Play the Arrow's  travelling song, I shall sing with you...

  The Bard  smiled.. and, the server Girls  gathered to clap along...

   Ivy  filled the bars  mug with  wine  and  took a big  pull from the Bottle...

 He waved to  Kree   Kree shook his  head,  Ivy wave d again.. and the Bard  Grind.. Taking his  own  drink from his  mug.. and they stood   next to the   Bard  as he began  play,  while  another  person  brought  for  a  lute.

  The   two cousins   stomped their  feet to a little   jig like  dance  while   the server Girls  clapped, and some of the   patrons  did... Ivy took  the lead in the  singing...

 in the refrain they  Put  an arm  around each other's  shoulders  and they Both sang..." broken  swords and dragons Bones...."

 Ivy  sang the  solo parts  looking at the PAtrons  as he  danced  a bit  around, his boots in time with the claps, then he would return to Kree  for the refrain...

When the newcomer looked around as Miranda introduced the company, Krwyn nods his head to acknowledge her own greeting.

In reply to sailor's way (msg # 192):

Myranda joined her Cousins Leaving Ivy's side for Tyr to join in if she wanted. Slipping her arm over Krees shoulder Miranda danced and sang along with Kree and Ivy, her Soprano voice harmonising with their Base and Baritone voices
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Farora clapped along, paying attention to the chorus and then began singing along as best she could. Turns out the Firbolg could sing well, her face lit up happily the whole time.

 Elandra tried too dance she was ok but not the greatest of dancers, but she did sing ok, and once she figured out the chorus she joined in as well, and she was clapping and tried to bring Peace and Joy to everyone. Elandra looked very happy spreading Peace and Joy.

Zorin at first didn't know what to make of the scene. Then, when it was clear that this was sheer joviality, he jumped to his feet and joined the ruckus on the floor, taking his mug with him.

He spun around and jumped, after the first chorus, he mumbled loudly over the words. His face was beaming, he wasn't so drunk as to be a fool, but he was not withholding for decency.

With a laugh, Tyri danced along, letting Ivy have his fun as well. She might not have known the song but the dance was easy to pick up on.

  The Song done and most of the  patron  happy, The bard  started on a song-tale  about  a merchant captain who out foxed a  Tou warship captain.

 there were plenty  of Jabs at both the Emperor  and   Tou's  Wizard Guild Leaders.

 ............

 Kree sat   down, he had a bit of a smile as he  down , what was  left of his wine. , waving for another bottle.

 To the  New  woman he said,Zorin here, just agreed to  join us   on our task... What plans have you, for travel?

 Ivy sat down , he too drained his mug and  filled it once more/ Looking  down to wards Krywn... Does  this not remind  you of the  Song  that Wench from  the otherside of  the Mist sang,when we were with her on her farm..Storm...something?

 Silverhand.. kree  said...

 He grinned at Krywn...If  anyone  of us would , know, it would be him..

As the mood lifted and gay songs were sung, Ari couldn't help herself but clap softly along with the others at the table and around them. She would have loved to have joined them in singing, but she knew none of the songs. The sight of a group of people from various races, getting along well and enjoying the moment, was a spark for her. A moment of light in a rather grey history for herself. She didn't complain about it, it was simply what had been given to her to deal with... her life as it was. But now it seemed that something was afoot, something here had drawn notice, and that had been brought to her attention.

Perhaps... just perhaps...

"Zorin here just agreed to join us on our task. What plans have you for travel?"

Aerwenwe looked to the Captain, her lips pursed together as she thought things through. She shrugged then, still not knowing where this was all going.

"I have none, honestly. All I can say is that I heard whispers on the wind nudging me this way. I suspect Lenus is playing around again, she does enjoy her games."

After a couple of minutes Zorin grew bored with dancing by himself, so he returned to his seat.

So, captain, sir...how long will we be here before our noble deeds take us onward to excitement? he widened his eye and raised his eyebrows to feign the wonder of possibilities.

  then wear one of  these, according to the rules , you must have it visible to show you are part of the  Company..it wil help keep you out of the arena  should you be found  doing  something....untoward, but the City watch...

 he  slides a slender silver  pin with a ruby chipped arrow head, to Aerwenwe.

 To Zorin, he   gives a slight snort of a smile and says,..in the morning, after we  brak our  fast,  4 lines  down the Candle.....if you sleep in,  you will be left behind...

After a pleasant song and jig Miranda finished her meal. Checked which room was for the females then headed upstairs for the night.
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Zorin smiled back at Kree. He drained his mug, and waved for another. He turned to Aerwenwe, So, young lady, you enjoy going where the winds blow? How about breezing your way into a dance with a wayward war cleric? he smiled playfully.

Farora put away her beads and tools, bringing the empty dishes from her table to the bar before picking up Lysander and throwing him over her shoulder like a sack of potatoes. ''Which room d'ya want me to drop him in?'' She asked Kree quietly while being careful not to knock her head, or Lysander's for the matter, on anything in the room.

Take him to the  end of the Hall, so he doesn't fall down the steps  if he wanders out  in the  middle of the night

 Kree  watched the BArd having as good a time  as the rest of the patrons...he poured a Mug of  Ale  and  set it by the stand for the him, and placed another  silver  in his tunic pocket...You did well..enjoy you night...

 turning back to the table he  grabbed his  Pack and Bow, then grabbed  the  half  bottle of wine, and  headed up to the  rooms...find your roms, we leave after we break our fast...

 Elandra smiled at everyone and said," Thank you for a great evening, and for all the new travelers welcome and may peace always be with you."  Elandra then made her way upstairs to the room she was sharing with the other females.

 Once in the room, she removed her robes, then her armor, she then knelt down and did her evening prayers.

"Must I go share a room with the other girls?" she gave Ivy a pouty look as she snuggled up to him and kissed his neck.

In reply to Tyri Shadowhand (msg # 208):

Miranda gave Tyri a mischievous grin Hum... planning to share a room with the menfolk. Methinks You're going to be quite tired in the morning. she teased.

She laughed and threw Miranda a wink. "This one here is more than enough," she purred, nuzzling Ivy's neck. It was such a pity that they would not be getting their own room...

   Ivy looked over the  Patrons, he didn't  see any he thought would be trouble... he  he winked at Tyri, as he gathered his   things   and went up the stairs.

"Oh...goodnight Miranda of the Glen!" she giggled as she bound up after Ivy, making it a point to give his backside a grope.

Having eaten her fill of Deer Stew Miranda rose bid her comerads a pleasant nights rest. Heading to the Moonlight to check if they had any rooms.

Having quietly watched the antics of everyone, a small smile on her lips, Riven finally finished up her meal, polished off her wine and stood up. "See you all on the morrow..." Grabbing her things, Riven headed up the stairs, catching Kree just before he entered his room. "Might I share your bed once again?" she asked softly, a little...embarrassed about asking but also really wanting that contact once again.

  A soft Chuckle escaped him,You may if you wish?.. It will be as boring as the last time... we need to be ready to move , on the Morrow...

 Ivy entered the  top floor  and Loked at Kree with his  arms held out in question...

 kree  called  down the hall...Pick one..they are all ours tonight..which ever room is left will be for  the two  folks  who came in after us...

Farora nodded at Kree and wished him a good night, doing as he said and taking Lysander to the end of the hall. She laid him on his side in case he puked it wouldn't fall right back down, covering him with his blanket before going to find her own room. She waited for the other women to settle before setting her pack on the floor as a pillow and taking off her cloak to lay on top of her, falling into sleep quickly.

She chuckled and shook her head. "That is fine with me." Once again, there were no expection that she had set aside from wanting to feel that comfort and safety that she felt with Kree. She'll head into whichever room that Kree picked.

Aerwenwe accepted the ruby-tipped silver pin, turning it over and over in her hand as she studied it. She had been offered a place among this band of mercenaries, which actually didn't surprise her at all. With no clue what to expect, the winds had sent her here to this sleepy little place for a reason. She had initially thought that reason taken care of with handing over the coin pouch to the couple that were former slaves. Yet things had moved froward yet from there, and now, with no knowledge of her skills and abilities, she had been given a chance to team up with a group that was taking the fight to people that needed their heads knocked around a little.

So of course it made sense to accept it. She looked up to the captain, nodded back to him with a small smile, and twisted the pin into the leather strap around her neck, resting it right between the two keys there.

Then the one named Zorin asked her to dance. She froze for a moment then, looking over at the playful smile that curved his lips now. She couldn't refuse, that would be plain rude now that they were part of the same band. She nodded and held her hand out to him, though it would be a sweaty hand suddenly.

"I must apologize before we start, Zorin." She told him quietly, looking around to try and keep the coming confession between just them. "I... have never danced with another. But I shall do my best not to ruin a toe or two of yours." She was light on her feet, always had been, and had confidence she would learn quickly.

Enjoying a restful night Miranda rose early for morning Devotions and exercises. Once completed she washed and prepared for the day, heading to the common room for a morning meal. Greeting any who were up and about.

Lysander woke early in the morning, in need of a bath.  His head felt like the inside of a ringing bell.

  Kree repeated  his evening  prep as last time, though there was no wino=sow  this  time... He  got into the Bed.

  not too many beds on the trail...  he chuckled.

In reply to Aerwenwe (msg # 218):

Zorin smiled kindly, Don't worry deary, I've had far worse things than your boots step on my feet before.

He went with her onto the dance floor, enjoying a jaunty tune with much laughter and not so much as a flinch whenever she did hit his feet.

After they were done, Zorin took her hand, bowed before it, then stood, grinning widely through some heavy breathing for his extra effort in the dance. Normally, I'd persuade you to more carousing in a more private setting, he winked but, our party has limited space and an early day. So, alas, I suggest we call it a night and retire to the appropriate quarters till morn.

Krwyn sleeps very well, probably with Zorin in the same room, as there seems to be an influx of female Arrows of late, which he doesn't mind at all.
When morning comes (early), he controls all his gear before breaking his fast in the common room.

Farora sleeps and wakes better than the night before, sitting up and stretching before grabbing her things and wandering to the main floor. Not even bothering to fully open her eyes and mumbling a ''mor'nin'' to Elandra as she leaves.
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She didn't embarrass herself completely, though there was at least one toe crunch she regretted. She thought she did rather well considering, and Zorin led her well across the floor. When the night was over and he took his leave speaking his regret over having no proper place to pursue further carousing, Aerwenwe grinned like a cat at him and shrugged.

"My loss, I am certain." She said jovially, waving goodbye to him as he headed up the stairs. And she meant those words. She'd never been intimate with anyone in her life yet, and was greatly curious as to what that type of companionship held.

Ari turned to walk out the front door. It was obvious that this band of brethren was occupying all the rooms that the inn could provide, which meant no soft bed again anyway. As she wasn't one to run someone off of something she had no right to, she'd be better off back out under the stars... like normal. No regrets.

'Well, maybe one.' She thought as her eyes followed Zorin's retreating form.

Riven chuckled. “I suppose we should enjoy it while we can, eh?” Her own prep was much the same though there were no bindings upon her chest this time. Once all of her things were stacked up, she climbed into bed beside Kree, scooting a little close for warmth.

As the smells of breakfast start to encircle Lysander, he suddenly runs to the privy to unload whatever is in his stomach the hard way.  After he cleans up, he starts to feel marginally better, so he grabs some baked bread for later, when the hunger will grab him.

In reply to Lysander (msg # 227):

Seeing Lysander up and about Miranda took a chair beside him quietly asking the Dwarf if he had any worries.

Lysander seemed reticent to share, as he had seen where that led.  "I think I saw you yesterday, but much since then is a blur.  I just needed to separate myself from reality for a while.  I guess I over did it, which hasn't happened in over 25 years.  I will be fine when it comes time for my talents to be used again, presuming it isn't in the next few hours."

In reply to Lysander (msg # 229):

Puzzled by Lysanders reply. If it isn't prying may I ask why did you need to separate yourself?

Lysander blushes and turns away.

Zorin went into the room he had used the night before, passing out as soon as he laid down.

He awoke, groggily in the morning, shortly after the others started moving around.

He descended the stairs, and joined the others at the table, taking up a hot drink and a plate. He grunted greetings to those who bid him good morning.

In reply to Lysander (msg # 231):

Noticing Lysanders reaction Miranda didn't enquire further. Moving to the table she joined the others. After giving thanks to the Sisters she enjoyed her morning meal.

She walked softly back into the inn after her evening outside, and a bit hesitantly joined the other Arrows at the table. Last night had been a rush to her, things moving way faster than she was used to, and her head was still spinning a bit over it all.

"Greetings, my brethren." She called softly as she made a plate of fruit and cheese and broke her fast, her new crimson pin displayed among her necklaces.

   waking in the  Morning, Kree  gave  Riven a  soft whap on the cover-covered Hip...Time  to  get up.. we have a long way to go and Hargenites who are eager to die..

 He  Poured one  Bowl of water to wash up with as he placed the rest of the water near the fire..... when he  was  finished, he emptied his water into the chamber Pot, and Poured Riven the warmed  water to  refresh with...

 slipping on his  tunic  and  leathers that sat near the fire,He was ready to go once he collected his  weapons.

...........................

 Ivy was up,  he    rushed his  hair  and  pony tailed it... as he said ,Lets get  down there, before the Inn Keeper things we eat too much!

In reply to Aerwenwe (msg # 234):

Greetings Cousin Aerwenwe are you also a Devote of the Sisters? she teased suspecting Aerwenwe meant comerads rather than Brethren.

 Elandra awoke on the bed, she washed up and got dressed. Elandra then kneeled and did her morning prayers too Amot. Once her prayers where done and she was all set, Elandra headed downstairs and the others.

 Elandra walked downstairs smiling and said," Good morning all may Peace always be with you." Elandra got fruit, cheese and some bread and a hot cafe. Elandra took a seat with her friends and ate.

Miranda caught Ari with a mouthful of cheese as she asked that question. Aerwenwe gave the pretty elfmaid doe eyes and a shake of her head as she hurriedly swallowed.

"Sorry, but I know them not. I'm afraid I've been... ahh... cloistered away somewhat in the High Peaks." She scrunched up her nose a bit as she thought over what she had said. Did not brethren mean 'fellow members?'. Or... perhaps she had it wrong and it meant brothers.

If so, she could see where saying that could be awkward. She blushed a bit at her gaffe, then quickly acknowledged Elandra walking into the room.

"And to you as well." She called back, then stuffed her mouth with some fruit to give her more time to think on her wording. Vesda must have taught her wrong, may a pox sprout right on his nose!

With an exaggerated sigh, Tyri broke into a grin and got up, making it a point to brush through her own long honey colored locks before braiding them and winding them up upon her head, pinning them into place with several silver clips. Once that was done, she quickly dressed (her hair always took the longest), her stomach growling loudly. Pausing before Ivy, Tyri smiled and draped her arms around his neck, kissing him softly. "We definitely need more moments like this..." Chuckling, she headed out after him.

"Good morning!" Tyri greeted the others in a sing-song voice, spirits up with a notable bounce in her step.

Riven grunted a bit, opening her eyes and looking up to Kree. Finally getting some good sleep meant that getting up was getting harder. With a heavy sigh, she unwillingly got out from under the covered and stretched, her back and neck popping with the movement. "Thanks," she said softly as he switched out the water. She cleaned herself up and quickly slipped on her clothing followed by her armor. Raking her fingers through her hair, she looked to Kree. "You ready?" She picked up her own belongings, making sure everything was in place before taking a step towards him.

Zorin chuckled as the conversation unfolded. He continued partaking of the meal and drink.

I don't know how you are all so...chipper so quickly in the morn. he shook his head with a smirk.

 Elandra smiled and replied," Because it is a glorious day and Peace will be with us today, Amot smiles on all of us."

In reply to Zorin (msg # 241):

Nothing is easier when considering the Sisters Blessings, which are readily available, albeit require a discerning eye to note.

He hmphed in response, Hopefully you mean inner peace. I hate boring days. I prefer the blessing of pleasure.
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Tyri laughed as she got herself something to eat and drink. "Another day I get to live, love, and dance," Tyri said with a smile, taking a seat beside Ivy.

Lysander moves away to find a quieter place to wait for departure.

Thinking she had finally realized a thing, Aerwenwe turned to Miranda with a questioning look on her face.

"When you say the Sisters... are you talking of Eta and Neta?" She asked. If so, she should have realized that nearly right away but she obviously had very much to learn in how civilized folk talked and understood the ways of the world.

In reply to Aerwenwe (msg # 247):

Miranda smiled Oh my, do forgive my oversight. Yes indeed I was referring to Eta and Neta. Leaning closer to Aerwenwe, she glanced about conspiratorially. There are few who pay homage to Both. Preferring to favour one or the other she quietly informed.
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She snickered lightly as Miranda leaned closer. "Indeed. There must be balance, yes?" She continued to chuckle. She had been told, long ago, that to ask for favor from one cast disfavor upon someone else from the other. Aerwenwe tried very hard not to gain either's attention.

In reply to Aerwenwe (msg # 249):

indeed. I am pleased you have discerned the Sisters balance Miranda replied smiling pleasantly

  Kree  reached the   table, he looked outside the window, dawn was slowly approaching. The  darkness  slolwy fading.. shouts from down at the  dock as fisherman were getting read to  get another haul.

  Nice to see  everyone up... he  filled a bowl with horn stir about, and  filled a mug with Caffe, some  milk and  sugar..

 eat well. It will depend on what The Sisters  provide, between here  and  Trader's Rest... and we  may have to  take the foothills   there as well...  I do not think it  would be good, for folks to see us, simly marching up the road.... for that mater? I would lay coin  against coin, that messengers  were sent out while we slept


 Your   old friend  who left the Inn.. I could see him  running to a slaver or pirate here to send word up the line..

Lysander will grab some more bread.  The thought of eating made him nauseous, but that wasn't going to last.  He took as much as he could carry.

Miranda sliced off a half cheese took some fruit slipping them in her backpack. She'd offer these to Lysander later. I'd think he'd be angling for some Coin for his trouble. she added slipping her backpack on and adjusting for fit and quiet.
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Riven chuckled softly and shook her head as she got herself something to eat along with a cup of Caffe. "Oh most definitely he sent word...so...Captain...are you advising that we not travel in a group?" she asked as she took a seat nearby.

  Kree shakes his head,that does not  work out well.... be get lost, picked off.... we may not  be an army, but together, we can be formidable..-

 Ivy grins  after a sip of the Caffe...That? and we  do not fight  fair..  we strike   at night...from the trees.. from the shadows.... anyone dumb enough to  take us on face to face, tend to die rather...badly...

"That is what I thought. I just needed clarification. It makes more sense to travel together," she said softly before taking a sip of her drink.

"I will be outside, getting some fresh air, and seeing if we are being watched."

Lysander goes out without waiting for permission and takes a good look around, seeing who is out there, and especially who doesn't seem to want to be seen.  He will stay within 30 feet of the door, but he will look everywhere he can see, and then sit down.

 Elandra giggled at Zorin and replied," I mean ALL Peace, inner Peace, outer Peace, and the Peace all around us. " Elandra listens and adds," No staying together is much better, and we can pack quite a punch, like the captain says. " Elandra smiled and took some fruit, cheese and bread and put it her backpack. She ate even more to make sure she was full for the journey to restore Peace in these lands.

Farora had shovelled the pottage into her mouth like a frightened gravedigger before attacking a loaf of bread, stuffing another in her knapsack for later. She sat at the table but did not participate in the conversation, tuning them out and instead focusing on her beads, ready to leave at a moments notice.

Riven quirked a brow but didn't say anything in response to the Amot Priestess's...peculiar way of speaking. With a slight shrug, Riven began to eat after raking her fingers through her shaggy blond hair, making a mental note to get it cut short again at some point. Her hair used to be long but during one of her undercover missions...her 'Master' chopped it off to make an example of her. While she was upset with it at the time, she now found that she preferred it short.

Humming happily to herself, Tyri took a couple loaves of bread, wrapped them up and placed them in her pack before moving on to finish eating her breakfast. "Did everyone sleep well? Farora...are you alright?" she asked, that concern clear in her voice when she noted how melancholy she seemed.

Miranda sat enjoying a two bowls of gruel, three platters with 2 eggs, 3 Bacon rashers a wedge of cheese, chunk of bread and a tankard of wine. Listening to the chatter while subtilly watching the occupants.

In reply to Tyri Shadowhand (msg # 261):

It took the Firbolg a couple of seconds to surface, looking stunned at Tyri's question. ''Ya! Ya, I'm fine. I'm always quiet,'' she shrugged and grinned broadly, seeming to be genuinely well, ''thank ya for asking.''

She watched her new band contentedly, listening to the banter and small talk. But when Kree told them to eat well, and mentioned the Sisters providing for them she cleared her throat.

"Captain, I can help there, if needed." She reached into her pack and pulled out a medium-sized berry with an odd coloring to it, as if the colors shifted from black to blue to purple based upon how you were holding it. "This is a Goodberry. It can feed a person for a day." She looked up to him. "Obviously standard fare is better, but in a pinch this will take care of needs."

She held it out for anyone that cared to take a look at it.

Krwyn takes the goodberry for a moment, looks at the berry from up close,  smells it and gives it back to Aerwenwe. "I've heard about these goodberry's but never had one my self. Interesting. Has it some healing properties as well?"

Taking it back, Aerwenwe spun it in circles in her hand. "A little." She answered Krwyn.

"I have not the talent with it that some of my kind do, though. I once watched a fellow sister work a dozen of these down the throat of a severely injured woodcutter once. He had mistaken his leg for a log and almost taken it off with a swing of his axe. After eating the ones she provided him he was up and walking in an hour."

  Kree  watched  Krwyn study the Goodberry, H e  says to Aerwenwe,Thatv is good to know?  I have , like  Krwyn, heard of such things  In The Timber, from Druids  and our Guardians... I will leave it to you, to know when and how they will be of use..

Zorin observed the goings on. He was, understandably, impressed with the berry. After taking mental not if this ability, he returned to his meal, even if it was pub food.

Miranda cast a cursory glance at Aerwenwe's Goodberry, before ladling another portion of porridge. Adding honey and milk she continued enjoying her morning meal.

"That's pretty neat..." Riven said quietly, glancing to the berry before returning to her food. "I am sure that will help us all out in a pinch."

 Elandra knew the good berry was magic and she was also impressed. Elandra listened and smiled as she ate a large meal herself. Elandra liked the shape of the team now, they had some new people she didn't know exactly what they could do yet. She did think Miranda would be a huge asset to the team, but Zorin gave her the willies, Elandra wasn't sure exactly why, but she thinks it is because of the God or Gods he follows. Elandra would treat him no differently than the others.

  they  ate and Chatted, some folks came in and out  .. Kree  stood as he finished his last  cup of Caffee...looking sadly at the mug, before placing it on the Table..

 He gave   two silvers to  ech of the  servers...These are yours, for the  serving and  Bed making you have done...

 they looked at the silvers  and  then each other in suprirse..

 Kree looked out the Window towards Boll's  direction, then went to the counter to pay the Inn Keeper..

 You're free with you money, Ill grant ya that..

 as a word of advice?.... The  coin giving to your ladies...is theirs... you do not want me, or any of my  comrades to come back, and find out, you even took a Copper from them

 That's 80 silver  10 Coppers  in all.. counting the  two peasant folk...

 Kree opened   his purse..  lade out  10 gold, took one  back...there  you go..and some extra....

 You must charge heavy for your services...

 Kree pulled up his Hood  as the server girl gave him a loaf of bread wrapped in the  bartowel . As he tucked it in his bag, he said...I collected a debt in Olant a few weeks  ago. Did not expect to?  but here it is... Most folk do not ask where the coin came from...

 as he headed to the door  and Pointed  in the northeast  direction, The  InnKeeper asked,where  do you travel.....

 To Boll....

 but?  that's the wrong direction....

 Is it?...well..  i guess we might have to turn around at some point, if we feel your are  right..  he winked and the Inn Keep nodded...

 Ivy didn't say a word  as he followed Kree  out...and the group walked though the   soft mud of the  town's streets

Shouldering her backpack Miranda quickly positioned her equipment and donned her helm. With Shield in one hand she trailed along after the group. Pausing to bid the Serving girls a pleasant week. Giving the innkeeper a nod and wave. Stepping from the Inn she scanned the area checking to see if they had attracted any attention.
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Zorin observed the scene, and stood while Kree was talking with the bar keeper.

The men exchanged words and coin, then Kree walked out, with Ivy following, and Zorin now a few paces back, not lurking, trailing back far enough not to eavesdrop.

Lysander stood when Kree walked out and then watched everyone in the party, even a few new faces whose names he missed last evening, pass by.  He waited for a minute, ensuring no one was following the group, before following himself.  His head was starting to clear, but he doubted anyone would want to mess with him, as his face had a look about it that would be warning to even the hardiest veteran.

Watching everyone move to get themselves outside, Aerwenwe did the same. Though she left the food before her on the table, she'd hopefully be able to forage, if needed, otherwise she'd provide for meals herself.

She found herself humming a nameless tune as they started off. She was taking the first steps of many, she hoped anyway, to a grand adventure.

 Elandra gathered her things, made sure she had everything she needed. Elandra then said," Thank you for your kindness and may Peace always be with you." Elandra then followed the others into the muddy street and on their way to their next spot.

In reply to Lysander (msg # 275):

As the team meandered out of the Inn Miranda watched the different expressions and movements of the others, Lysanders reminded her of a bedtime story her Matter oft told her several times. A tale of sadness, trial, joy and triumph. oh my Lysander, you do bring to mind one of the seven who aided Cinders.

Farora stood up carefully and nodded a the innkeeper before leaving with the others, taking her place in the rear but not speaking to Lysander as she was quite aware of the 'joys' of a hangover.

Lysander barely acknowledged Miranda's question, as he had no idea who Cinders was.  He shut his eyes for a moment to keep a semblance of balance and to keep his stomach inside his body.

In reply to Lysander (msg # 280):

Noting Lysander's lack of reaction Miranda rattled off the names. Dasher, Vixen, Comet, Dinner... pausing for a moment Oh not them. Bashful, Happy, Sleepy, Dopey, Sneezy, Doc & Grumpy she corrected. Being the last in the group out of the Inn Miranda took up a position at the rear left flank of the formation as they moved on.

The only sound from Lysander was a grunt, probably more befitting of someone who is Grumpy.

  people on the  Portches of   Stores  or inns watched the Arrows go up the street...  Guards at the Gate wore  Thur  Insignia..though there were a few Ironmound  regulars  standing at the Gate...A SGT from the regulars said..

 You look like you could handle  yourselves, but watch out,,we have seen some orcs and Humans running together..that doesn't normally happen on this side of the Moutnain

 Thanks you SGt..what are Ironmound regulars doing on the Fur Man's chain?

 All that noise  about   Hargenites  setting up a base  above  Yad?   we have been sending  people up  at various sports  to get ready, in case there is   some  kind of Push

 The Sister's  Luck to you then...

 The SGT Nodded,Sister's Luck...

 once they were away from town, about  an hour... Kree pointed to a Big Oak tree...are right my freinds.. what is this... he  pats the bark...

In reply to travel (msg # 283):

Miranda moved closer to the tree peering intently at it. Removing her helmet to take a sniff of the immediate area.

 Elandra will move towards the tree and check it out, if need be, she can cast detect magic on it if Elandra thinks it is required.

 Kree frowns,,,,you have to study this,...to tel me what it is?

Miranda assumed Kree was talking to Ivy moved aside to give him room to investigate.

  Ivy.... shrugs.....an Oak?... a trunk?

 Almost,,,,,

Zorin looks at the tree from a distance, circling it, but keeping quiet, not knowing what kind of games this man plays.

"It almost looks like a small one of our own woods, but probably that's not what you're looking at?" suggests Krwyn

  Kree hits the Tree  with his knuckles  he is smiling as he looks at his comrades..

Moving closer to the tree, Aerwenwe simply places the palm of one hand upon it, running her fingers across the bark and smiling up at the leaves.

  Kree looks disappointed....let's try this...what part of the tree..is this..

"It's like our skin." Aerwenwe replied. "Cut it and it will bleed."

  Kree crosses his arms...it has a bit to do with, my  'no lying' to foes....

  well? Cousin?  You do not always tell the complete truth?

 perhaps..but this is of import, so our new comrades understand, some of the twists..of the dark path...Now , what did I tell our  good  Inn Keeper..who ..ws... a former Pirate

Lysander held up when Kree stopped.  While he was somewhat curious, he wanted to ensure there was no one following them, so he his himself off the path.

Farora hadn't listened to the entire conversation, busy looking at her surroundings. But when she saw the others gathered to solve a puzzle she decided to give it a shot, ''...illusion?'' without knowing if her contribution was helpful or not.

Donning her helmet Miranda found a boulder to use as a seat while Kree quizzed the others.

Aerwenwe lifted up a hand and started ticking off the things she could remember getting said to the Innkeeper. The first few words she had listened to from just inside the door to the inn when she had first arrived.

"I'll not begrudge a man for making......honest.....coin"

"Pirates are a very small step higher than Slavers."

"Have your heart catch up."

She quieted for a second before speaking back up. "Ummm... so, one of those. They're kinda the things that stuck out, anyway. So I'd have to pick... Pirates are a very small step higher than Slavers?"

 Kree sighed again.....I looked in the  direction of Boll, though we  are , in truth , headed  to Trader's way...when the  Inn keeper caught my look and  mentioned that we were going the  wrong way?..I mentioned that we might have to  take  a turn around the trees....

 He Pats the trunk of e the tree...This is  the trunk of the tree..also known as...The Bole.... so here we are..at...Bole,now  we may continue on, it  full confidence of not having lied to the Inn Keeper...and ..also, knowing the Inn Keeper things we  left the wrong way on purpose, so. he may let the Information slip. to any  pirates and the like in town, who have a score to settle, or ax to grind..

 Waving  his  people forward, Kree adds...stay on this side of the round, we  will go parallel with it... we may yet see some of our Cousins  from Ironwood...or perhaps some  hargen scouts, or Mercs  who are hired by them..

 Ivy shook his head...A bole? That bit of infromation, is what you set ours lives to balence on?

  we have an thinner  wires to walk...

Zorin smiled as he rounded the "bole". Very clever captain. Keeping your reputation for honest words and actions, whilst not letting us walk into an easy trap. he nodded. I'm not familiar with this area, so I wasn't certain as to the dispute of right direction.

The hooded man cocked his head, looking at Kree with his good eye, For the sake of knowing; why is this one a "bole"?

  The elf's  hand swept  to all the trees in the area,all trunks  are Boles..this was just the biggest i have seen since we  walked... Now?..all of you have seen the Bole..many of them..so, you cannot be caught for lying, as you have seen the truth.

 Elandra smiled at Kree and said," You have a way of keeping your Peace Captain, yes we are now at 'Bole' let's continue on to a destination then shall we." Elandra smiled and followed Kree.

Seeing Kree moving off, and nothing following, Lysander again took up as rear guard and set off after them, feeling a bit better, but still not quite himself.

Dearest Cousin Kree, you have a way with you that makes one think you've been coverting with a gaggle of Vertians. she teased Whatever will you be toying with next. Miranda added mischievously leaning forward conspiratorially Do tell...

  Asthe move through the trees,  Kree laughs  Softly,..Vert is a jealous  god...does not like , when people try to influence  outcomes...Chane  is pure chaotic...and laughs at no matter the outcome... The sisters, guard their  sphere  with a fervor..But they know, toegther  they have more might then the AlPower..when you invoke one of the Sisters...Vert becomes Miffed, and watched the outcome....when you invoke both sisters..Vert becomes helpless..be cause it is no longer...pure  chance/

In reply to Kree Quickshadow (msg # 306):

All the poorly for him for being so... taunted So now we've reached the Bole where to next.

She listened quietly as Kree spoke of the gods, her own people just worshipping the moon. With a soft smile, she looked Ivy and then to Kree. Did they start worshipping the Sisters due to their tragic history? It was perhaps a thought that would remain in her mind for the time being until it was forgotten. There was no need to bring up that past...but there was also a desire to ensure that something like that did not repeat.
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  Pointing  to the slope they are On, and to the north,we will ravel  the trees , keeping the road in sight, it should take  us a bit more the  2 days to reach Trader's Rest. we will stop there  to find an Inn for the Night and  continue on... I have the feeling, we will be  be running into 'curious folks'  as we travel... we will need to   make certain, they do niot learn, too much of our travels...

Having made a fool of herself, at least in her mind's eye, over the bole of the tree thing, Aerwenwe quieted down and just listened in to all the conversations as the company moved forward. As Kree started speaking about the gods, she turned her eyes to him and studied him. He didn't look like a priest, or a druid, or even a historian. Of course, looks can be quite deceiving, she had found that out a few times on her own.

To her he looked like a... mercenary captain should look. A fighter type, with bow and blade at his side, someone that had grown up learning to wield those weapons well instead of chasing scholarly things. Yet he talked as if he knew for certain the things he explained about the gods. Her learning had been given to her by nature itself, some easy lessons, some hard. She had to wonder who had taught him all of this and made a mental note to make sure and pay attention.

As they traveled, Aerwenwe would nibble on any roots, berries, or nuts that she could find within reach of their path. The bounties of nature, passing them out to others if they so desired to try the hardy, simple fare.

In reply to Aerwenwe (msg # 310):

Noticing Aerwenwe's quietness Miranda slipped alongside her. Cousin Aerwenwe you appear a little distracted, is there anything either Elandra or I can assist you with?

"You and your riddles," Riven chuckled at the whole 'bole' situation as she moved parallel to Kree. Crystal blue eyes darted around, keeping an ever watchful eye out.

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