"A nap. I'm still full from earlier," Thorgr answers.
She yawns and stretches before putting her arms around him and pulling the covers up over them, "Let's take a little nap then my love." She says snuggling close to him.
Thorgr falls asleep quickly, his energy spent.
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"A chance to provide the perfect gift and mend a family rift? Sounds right up out alley." Sig replies.
"At the very least, it seems worth a try." Dagmarr adds.
Cuddling up to him she closes her eyes and soon drifts off to sleep.
"Alright then, we'll do it," Jerrica proclaims. "Let's go find...what's your daughter's name?"
"Her name is Marleen," the blacksmith answers.
"Let's go find Marleen!" Jerrica declares proudly, walking out the door of the smithy.
Grinning Sig strides out alongside Jerrica to find the blacksmith's daughter.
Jerrica, Sig and Dagmarr come across a tent near where the trail toward the mine starts. However, it doesn't look like anybody has been here in a while.
"Hmm.... that isn't necessarily a good sign." Dagmarr says taking in the tent and campsite.
Jerrica looks around for clues as well.
Dagmarr notices some tracks that don't look humanoid.
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"Hmm...looks like....something may have taken her." Dagmarr says with concern. "These tracks aren't humanoid."
Fropwning Sig crouches down to look at the tracks more closely.
Sig realizes these are the tracks of a drider, a half-spider, half-dark elf hybrid.
"These are drider tracks, a tauric spider-drow hybrid. This can't be good for her wellbeing." Sig says with concern.
"Can you tell where they lead?" Jerrica asks.
"I can give it a try." Sig says looking closely.
"I've got a trail." Darmarr says, starting to follow the path.
The drider's trail leads about halfway toward the mine before going straight up the cliff's walls.
"So....how good is everyone at climbing?" Sig asks looking up.
"It's not something I practice," Jerrica answers.
"While it may be better to go back and gather any additional gear we might need, I worry that the longer it takes, the less chance we have of finding her alive." Dagmarr says seriously.
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Jerrica nods with a look of reservation. "We need to be alive too to save her."
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"Her chances are better if we're prepared. We should head back." Sig says with a sigh. "I hope she can hold out until then."
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"Yeah," Jerrica says. "Should we let Frostine and Thorgr know?"
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"I would feel bad disturbing them, but they're likely to be upset if we don't.....at least I gather Frostine would be." Dagmarr says as they turn back.
Jerrica leads the way back to Bruldora and holds the door open for Sig and Dagmarr.
"Thanks," Dagmarr says as she enters the house.
Sig gives Jrrica a peck on the cheek as she moves past her.
Bruldora walks into the main room. "Welcome back. Find what you were looking for?"
"And quite a bit more actually. The blacksmith referred us to his daughter for some fine silverwork, and it looks like she's gone missing. Possibly taken by a drider based on the tracks we found." Sig responds.
"That's awful!" Bruldora exclaims. "Is there something you need to help the poor girl?"
"We'll need climbing equipment for one thing, and we need to properly prepare for what we may have to deal with." Dagmarr states running through her thoughts.
"I'll have Galdur go to the general store on your behalf and get you all some climbing gear," Bruldora says.
"Oh, where are Frostine and Thorgr?" Jerrica asks.
"They are at the honeymoon house on the river," Bruldora says.
"Should we really disturb them?" Jerrica asks Sig and Dagmarr.
Jerrica looks from Sig to Dagmarr, waiting for an answer.
"As much as I hate to....it would probably be a bad idea not to....for numerous reasons." Sig says reluctantly.
"If anything bad were to happen they would blame both themselves and us." Dagmarr replies nodding. "I'd rather not cast that shadow on their union."