"I will aid the lady in breaking camp and escort her back to town. Lady Cirthana will know of this that you do."
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A rider approaches camp on a horse He has a big smile and has no weapons drawn. "I am Milon Rodham. Lady Cirthana asked me to track you down and make sure you are alright. Are you?" He unties a rabbit from his mount and tosses it near the fire.
"That's it! Thank you, Banba. I must be on my way. My wife is surely concerned about me after all this time." Milan carefully crosses the bridge and heads to his house.
Milon attempts to cross the bridge and join you.
"Banba! I have been tracking you all day. My wedding ring went missing at the bacchanal. Did you happen to pick it up?"
"Well, those would be normal fey activities. I was attending a wild party in the forest. Wild....is an understatement. I woke up the next morning and everyone was gone. When I found my clo... Well, my wedding band went missing. I looked everywhere. Couldn't find it. My wife is gonna kill me for not coming home, but she will kill me again if I lost that ring. I tracked that satyr they call Banba hoping he picked it up. He seemed to be running the show that night. Then those sleep arrows came from nowhere. I woke up here. I gotta find that ring."
Milon's snoring is interrupted by a loud snort. As he awakes, he is startled. He quickly stands and looks in all directions. When he sees you, he reaches for his greataxe but then recognizes everyone but Grokar. He gets a confused look. "What in this world are you fellers doing this far into fey country? Did the invisible creatures with arrows of sleep bring you here as well?"
"Actually, I could. They drop feathers. You be safe, Lady." Milon mounts his horse and exits to the south.
"What is an undead skeleton?"
"There's half of em"
Milon takes up a map with an X representing the camp's location. With large clumsy fingers he marks the map. "The E is the elder tree. W is the witch's hut and M is where the monastery is. Here ya go. Now I do promise to hold you accountable if you do not find these ingredients in time to cure my nephew. Hurry now! Find these things and get them to Laurel."
"Oh, thank the gods there is a cure! My nephew has taken ill with blackscour taint. What is it you need to find?"
As you enter the barn you see a large burly man tending to a bulky work horse. |