Akrem ushers the sheriff in and begins getting his armor on. "Where at? The harrow stone?"
When he is ready he sets off with the sheriff.
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"Necromancers.....I should have known" Akrem goes to sleep.
I'll head back to his home and research the whispering way.
I will study the harrowstone first.
Akrem returns to city hall, explains what happened, and asks if he may now use the library to try and find out about that stone.
Akrem nods, "I will do what I can." He extends his hand, "I am Akrem, exiled of the Sklar-Quah." After learning the name of the sheriff (or perhaps not) he begins to look around.
How did the old man know this was going to happen "Very well i shall go immediately!" Akrem says. He returns to his room, puts his suit of full plate on, and heads out with the rest of his equipment.
Akrem studies the old man. "Very well...." He returns and gets some rest.
"She is resting, but I will bring her with me tomorrow."[b] Akrem leaves. before going to sleep he researches one last thing, how to win the favor of the community. He goes and speaks to the old priest. [b]"Obviously, while acting in self defense, I have turned this town against me. What must I do to earn their trust?"
"I've have simple come to do some research. I mean no harm. I will leave my earth breaker and klar here, if need be to enter"
"Who is 'The Cousin'?"
I go to the town hall then
Akrem puts his hand on her shoulder "It is fine Kednra. you have had a long day, go rest i will go to the library. Where am I to sleep later?"
"Kendra, do you know what the Harrowstone is?"
Akrem hands over the journal, "Read aloud any relative information Kendra."
Akrem, still deep in thought, nods, atkes the key, and opens the chest.
Akrem nods, deep in thought, and waits for Kendra to return.
Akrem nods "Very good. I'm glad to hear it." Akrem heads back and waits with Kendra.
Avoiding Kendra, I try to figure out what cause Lorrimor's death.
"Lorrimor first came to me five years ago, right after i was banished out of my homeland. He came me a chance when no one else would. Together we explored ancient ruines, vast wilderness, and deadly dungeons but with my hammer and his knowledge we made it through everything. While i learned from him he had nothing to learn from me, as he already knew everything i had to share, with the exception of my tribe, which he listened indeffetly to me. He was a freind, a emplorer, a father to me"
"Why must blood be shed on this day of morning my lady?" Akrem whispers. Turning to the two thugs he says, "Leave us then, to burry our friend. He has done nothing wrong and now one of your own has perished. Remove his body and see he has his finial rights!"
"NO!" Akrem shouts as one of the pallbearers are struck. He swings around with his mightier hammer to strike that foe down.
HP: 30/30
"Gentlemen is this completely necessary? No need to resort to violence!" Even as he says this, Akrem shifts his weight out from the casket, carful not to let it fall and prepares to defend his old friend.
Akrem allows the others to take their places at the coffin before claiming an open spot for himself.
Akrem smiles at the daughter of his old friend, "Of course Kendra, I would never miss this last opportunity to honor Petros." He give her another smile of reassurance. "Is there no one else here to help me carry him to his last place of rest?" Akrem looks around for help.
A Shoanti man stands before the casket, tattoos of fire on his head, a massive hammer hangs on his back, the skull of some lizard is attached to his left arm with a blade passing through the mouth of the lizard. He wears a suit of full plate, that glows with faint magical light. |