After finding absolutely nothing, Torcan will spend his day fishing.
Those who attend the performance,
The Silver Harpists are a group of seven beautiful elven women who play, most reasonably, harps, and sometimes singing in harmony. At least one must be a mage, for she plays a four-hand harp with the aid of an invisible servant.
Since it seems like very few people from the group came to the performance, we'll say nothing unusual happened, and the show was a success. Moving on.
Then on the morning we will resume traveling
Agreed.
Sanar's ready to continue.
The safest route to the High Forest of Mirgilaura passes by the Citadel of Eresorgould, a 16 day journey. Costs are normal in Amgilaura and the surrounding hexes, so restocking for supplies should be easier now.
The roads along the river are lowly populated, lower than is normal, and the smoke from the northern forests continues to indicate that something is out of the ordinary in this part of Lin~Sharel. The further east one travels, the more signs of the Verdigris Resistance are present. Silverhelm knights are seen in more than one occasion, most of them bearing the white and blue banners of Eresorgould.
The path towards the Citadel that breaks from the main road is thinner than expected, but it is likely that the cavalry moves through the forest in single file formation. It will take 6 days to travel through the forests to the Vale of Eresor.
Here is to hoping we don't get into any trouble !
I'll agree to that!
"Are there usually troubles along these routes?"
"I imagine any foe willing to attack us would either be formidable in their own right, or some kind of threatened beast."
"I imagine any foe willing to attack us would either be formidable in their own right, or some kind of threatened beast."
"Let's not threaten them then! Better to make friends than enemies."
the only things we are likely to encounter while traveling toward the coast are either rebels or bandits.
"In either case I wouldn't be all that concerened." Lyraesel says with with a tone hinting towards amusement.
and both are welcome to fall by my blade.
Then again...
His expression is worried as he looks over at Quee, and scoots a little closer to the young Elf.
"Well, my glaive's always thirsty. Let's move."
well i would, i like peace and quiet..
The journey is mostly uneventful; however, on the last day after the forest lightens a little, you hear a terrible screeching from the woods to the east.
William and Quee notice a sudden movement in the trees as five wild boars set upon the group with squeals.
Quee
William
Boars
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Torcan
Ellis
Starmauler
Lyraesel
Sanar
Post your actions please. It might be possible to outrun the boars on horseback, but I'm not sure that the dog would be able to keep up.
"If these things get close to my horse, I'm sticking them."
Ellis, hearing the screeching, raises his hands while a black nimbus seems to seep form beneath the bandages on his hands, crackling with a red light.
"We're being attacked by pigs!"
Quee's horse is pulled to a halt. He has his hand held high, hoping hasty harm is unnecessary.
Sanar will dismount and ready an attack should a pig approach him or his horse. (he also has reach so if a pig gets close it will likely take two attacks)
Torcan gets off of Cirrus and readies himself, in a more defensive position, keeping his eyes on the closest one.
I'll roll attack and damage now, I might not be here when it's my turn,