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Thanks Barackus for the scythe, I've been getting weary of mine. One can get tired of the same thing. It is also too big for me, maybe you can make use of it. He pulls a scythe of his bag. It is made of bone and seems to be masterwork. As you weigh it in your hands, you start feeling cold. Drolmnaite walks to the fruits offered by the second family. As Drolmnaite eats one of the fruits, a bottle falls out of his pocket. He looks at it puzzled. He stands there in thought, then shrugs his shoulders and walks off.
The screams of villagers can be heard coming from the distance. Slowly, the screams die away. You can feel an evil presence coming from where the villagers ran off. You then see hundreds shadows flying towards Drolmnaite. With a wave of his hand, they all vanish into thin air. He turns towards Barackus. "The villagers are taken care of. I doubt that any of them survived that onslaught. I'm going to head back to the mill. I guess I'll see you there." As he is walking, he spots the scythe that one of the families had offered. He picks it up along with one of the fruits that had been offered. Drolmnaite mounts onto his scorpion and rides off.
Callehi shows the women(woman) a building that is taller than the houses surrounding it. Across from it, Kronic is showing the men to their rooms in a building identical to the one Callehi is going in. This is a very nice inn, you will be treated well here. I hope you have a good night's rest. Callehi walks out of the inn and sees Kronic walking out of the other inn. Kronic! You want to sleep at my place tonight?
This has gotten out of hand... Drolmnaite pulls out his the bottle and smiles at it. We don't want anybody leaving here alive to warn the citizens of Calico. I shall not fail you Rienn! With a grunt of effort, Drolmnaite unplugs the stopper on the ebony bottle. He turns it upside-down and two shadowy figures come out. He points at the villagers who are running away. He then says a single word in a voice that seems almost demonic. Fetch
This is a bottle of shadows, it summons a shadow to fight for me. If a shadow kills a humanoid with it's melee attack, the shadow creates another shadow. So seeing that we are fighting villagers that have no chance of winning, I thought I could have some fun. I also brought it just in case something happens. This village is similar to Calico, it has a leader and a second in command. I don't know anything about them, but they will put up a fight. They won't be pushovers, but we'll kill them easily enough. The gnome smiles and looks at the bottle But I don't think I'll have to use it...
The village isn't that far away, we should be able to get there in less than 30 minutes if we are all riding there and don't stop. But seeing that we all don't have a ride, it will take about an hour. There will be many heads to chopped off. I hope you have something to carry them in, because what you chop, you take. In fact, I recall hearing Barackus and Derrus talking about having a competition, well here is my idea. Whoever can get the most heads wins. The winner gets a prize. The gnome mounts his scorpion and opens his bag and pulls out the bottle again. He inspects it, handling it with delicacy, constantly turning it over in his hands. He puts the bottle in his pocket and smiles to himself.
Drolmnaite comes back from upstairs carrying a bottle made from a dark, black material. I'm ready to go, I'll be outside. Don't expect much of a challenge from any of the villagers though. There may be a few people who will put up a good fight, but I'm not promising anything. He puts the bottle in his bag and walks to the door. He sees that it is splintered and broken. He sighs and snaps his fingers, and the door is magically mended. He walks outside and mumbles under his breath.
Ceraile is the person we are going to kill tomorrow. She is mostly the healing type of cleric, but to get an idea of her power, thinking of fighting Rienn again. Now, about her lifestyle, I really don't anything about, but what I'm worried about is the people that where in that shuttle, and seeing how Barackus is wanting heads for his god, he can take theirs. So any more questions?
The next morning... Downstairs the gnome is making breakfeast. Through out the house the smell of eggs fills the air. You wake up to the cloudless morning and it feels humid. As you walk downstairs, the gnome looks at you momentarily, then goes back to cooking. Once everyone has come downstairs, the gnome starts speaking. I thank you again for helping me last night. Now, I know you are questioning yourselves, but hear me out. The reason Rienn wants to kill Ceraile is because she killed her mother. She had always blamed her for it, and nobody has believed her. He looks at Rienn, who is curled up on the couch sleeping away.
Rienn is a Razzari, the masters of shapeshifting. If you are wondering, she's a little on the young side. Technically, she isn't even an adult yet, her birthday is tomorrow. What you see now is her true form, and she's shy about it, so don't say anything about it. As I had said earlier, she is emotional about her mother's death. And I don't mean to say anything negative, but I think your silent friend here set her off. Knowing her though, it probably isn't your fault. I will take you where Rienn had planned to go last night, since she's asleep and waking her will make her mad. And I don't know about you, but I like to have my bones the way they are now, and not broken. Just tell me when you are ready to go. |
