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The Journey to Helmsbreach.

Posted by freavulvFor group 0
freavulv
GM, 56 posts
Thu 22 Oct 2020
at 00:06
  • msg #1

The Journey to Helmsbreach

There are many reasons one would travel to the region surrounding Helmsbreach, peace and comfort are not on high on the list.  Money, fame, adventure, a new start, a scorned lover, a lover's jealous lover, a bounty on your head, the list is nearly endless.  The civilized east holds much for many, but routine is well, routine.

As Wist marches, he can't keep his eyes off the weather.  It is mid afternoon, and the sky to the west is darkening, and it is starting to cool.  This could be a bad one.  The woods nearby are sparse and won't offer much protection.
Wist
player, 2 posts
Elf | Level 1
HP: 5/5 | AC: 7
Thu 22 Oct 2020
at 03:01
  • msg #2

The Journey to Helmsbreach

Glancing up at the gathering dark clouds, Wist shuddered as he pulled his travel cloak tighter.

~This is certainly not what I was expecting...adventuring sounded so exciting...slaying fell beasts, rescuing kidnapped princesses, finding ancient treasures...~

When he left the comfort of his village far to the east, Wist had grand visions.

But they were soon replaced by the reality of long days of walking; the occasional ride in a wagon from a friendly farmer; doing menial labour to earn a place to stay for a night or two; or sleeping in the woods in the cold.

So far his only adventure involved running away from a group of brigands who hoped to relieve him of his few possessions. And he had far less coin in his pouch than when he started.

~I could use some treasure, that's for certain!~

The elf looked around, half-hoping that he would spot a sheltered spot where he could wait out the rainstorm, and at least stay dry.

He picked up his pace. Perhaps he might make it to Helmsbreach today? And if he hurried maybe before the rain.
freavulv
GM, 57 posts
Thu 22 Oct 2020
at 22:30
  • msg #3

The Journey to Helmsbreach

The sky continues to darken, the wind picks up, cold and biting.  The rain starts as a drizzle but the drops quickly get bigger.   Not too far away, Wist finds a copse, the trees looking a little larger and sturdier.

He finds one with a large hollow on the leeward, and tucks himself into it, and finds it mostly warm and dry.  A crash of lightning brightens the sky for a moment, and the thunder rumbles roll over the ground feeling all too close.  There might be enough tinder still dry to start a small fire if he were to scrounge a bit, otherwise it is looking to be another long night.
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