First Lesson: Glass Isn't Cheap
In reply to Tristan (msg # 142):
Conrad blinks at you, and then chuckles. "As you command Young Master."
The two of you start to dig...
At first it just feels like rain. Big drops of water fall down and slowly start to soak your shirt.
But then the water just suddenly rushes in. Conrad grabs your arm and hauls you upwards. You think you hear him shout for you to hold your breath, but you do so without him having to yell about it.
Soon, he's pulling you up and then the two of you come staggering out of the brook, panting.
The sun's gone down. The night is much colder than you expected. Thankfully, there's a campfire nearby. A grog from the covenant is standing by the fire, gaping at the two of you.
He stammers and then crosses himself. "Corr! That you Conrad?"
"Course it's me Nolan. Do I look like The Pope?"
Nolan stammers a bit more, his eyes cutting back from you to Conrad and back to you again.
The chill is really getting into you now. Your breath is making a cloud right before your face.
It's spring. Why is it this cold?
Nolan gestures at the fire. "Ah...get warm. Then we can go back. Everyone's been waiting for you two. Been waiting quite the while. I'll go run an' tell 'em! Here's a blanket! I'll get stew! Get warm!"
He says a few more meaningless things and scurries off. Conrad huddles with you before the fire.
Soon one of the turb officers comes with a few more men. You're taken back and given warm broth and hot milk.
Going to pause here. Let's talk about experience.
First, take 4 XP to spend as you like.
Second, you have earned the ire of a bird. And quite an important one too. Do you want to consider turning that into a story flaw for Tristan?