Re: Prologue Two: The Zealot of Zoran (Zeeny-Deedle Only)
The oldster stared at Zeeny-Deedle with a funny look on his face. He'd gotten a little lost with the stranger's funny speaking. He caught something about a monk and a reserve and talking about truth. He shook his head. His hearing wasn't what it once was, that's for sure and he didn't know if he was being preached at or reprimanded, but it didn't matter. The oldster was familiar with the monastery not far away. He thought them an odd lot, always doing things the hard way if there ever was one. This monk, or so he claimed to be, seemed a bit different. He was huge for starters, but there was something more...
"Erm... well give me'a hand here a bit. I gotta shift me cargo some or we ain't never gonna make it through them rapids whats downriver. Durn channels keep a'changin', 'specially this time o'year!" The old man tossed Zeeny-Deedle a line. "Mind yerself, I ain't defenseless just in case you ain't what you said you was..." He considered the monk once more with a cocked eye which seemed to scrutinize every detail.
Once the load was shifted and re-secured, the oldster pushed off with his long stick and got back out into the channel. There was a crude rudder on the back that he manned expertly. The water was lazy and gentle. There were all sorts of river birds and other critters to be seen and Zeeny-Deedle found himself fascinated by it all.
As the day wore on, noontime passed and the sunset blazed across the top of the forest, the oldster seemed to perk up a little. He began to look about him as if trying to spot something that was staying just out sight. Finally, he leaned forward to the sitting monk and muttered lowly, "Don't give us away young'un, but we's bein' watched... There's a narrow bend in the channel up ahead and the current speeds up. That'd make a fine choke point, er'ambush spot. Be ready, if we stop, or if'n they be stoppin' us, we're gonners. We gotta keep'er headed downriver and not get boarded or pulled ta'shore!" The oldster then pretended to have sunken back into his lazy way at the rudder as the bend in the river came slowly closer.
OOC: You may make a Wisdom check, (1d20 - roll under Wis to succeed).
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