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It's late afternoon. Mrs. Turner nods her approval, "Yes, a rest is wise." She wrinkles her nose. "It would be great if we can get clear of this swamp and into some more open land, sounds like a river is nearby and fresh water and cool bath would be nice to have." She circles around looking at the sky and then the surrounding. "I don't know exactly were we are, but I think we may be near the southern boarder and Molthune and the river. Unless we were dimensioned to a farther location, I need to look around. She goes a bit pale, we could be in Lastwell too."


Mrs Turner follows staying close to the bard yearning for some "intelligent" conversation. While the rescued prisoner follows closely behind her. "So you have any good tales?"


Aggrah the White Witch wrote:
Bradan Finn wrote:
"We find this map, you think it'll actually lead to treasure? And if so, you think it wont be cursed? I know you dont believe in them, but curses are for sure real, Mrs. Turner."
And so are Witches Ms Turner. I'm still worried that one whose house just burnt down is still out there waiting for revenge

"Yes, witches or people who have learned to manipulate the world are real, just like people who have learned how to read, write, and wield a sword are real. But curses...phewy." She waves off the thought. She reaches down and picks up her limited items and gets ready to leave.


Bradan Finn wrote:
"We find this map, you think it'll actually lead to treasure? And if so, you think it wont be cursed? I know you dont believe in them, but curses are for sure real, Mrs. Turner."

I suspect you'd a bonus for believing in curses.

"I do believe the map will lead us to treasure. And often unexplainable things like premature aging are blamed on curses simply because we haven't discovered the scientific solution quite yet."


Mrs. Turner, NPC wrote:

Mrs. turner looks at her new entourage and nods approvingly. "I wouldn't expect much trouble but we do need to make one small detour on the way that could offer a degree of risk." She states as a matter-of-fact. "I'll make sure you each personally receive an additional 20 platinum for your trouble." She pulls out a small coin purse and calls forth 160 platinum. The coin appear in her hand, "Payable in advance." She sets out 8 stacks of 20 coins.

"We leave at 6:00 am." Then she turns away disinterestedly and heads off to her room.

Here is the original post about the detour. It was posted when you first agreed to protect her.

In a very business like manner your employer says, "We discussed and agreed to terms when we first met. I expect you to fulfill your obligations." Her shrewd business demeanor is noticeable. "This detour has to do with the map, I may know where my late husband hid it."

Link ot the original post from Sept 1, 2019


"We can not go directly back, I still need to make a small detour."


"Treasure and settling old scores that's why I was kidnapped." She looks at group. "I thank you for rescuing me and well...you've earned the truth." She pauses as she contemplates her words.

"My deceased husband, Franz Turner, and I collected rare maps that focused on the Lake Encarthan region. My husband - at times - had to deal with some less than reputable people. That is where Captain "Jack" Goldwin comes in. He was pirate, thief and murder who deserved the guillotine for his deeds but he did have some merit. He could find "rare" items." She lets this sink in.

"One such item was a treasure map to the "Cursed Headlessman's" lair. She takes a bite of hard tac. "That map was acquired by my husband but there was a double-cross orchestrated by Capt Jack's partner in crime "The Greenwitch". "The Greenwhich" had me grabbed thinking that I knew where the map is located. She raises her palms up. "Rumor has it the map itself is cursed, those that seek the treasure are cursed, and once area around the lair are cursed." She nods in disbelief, as she notices Bradan subconsciously run his fingers through his streaked grey hair. "I think "curses" are for the weak minded and nothing more than ghost stories to keep people away."


Poke poke you hear the floor cracking as Mrs. Turner tires to walk.

panic 20%: 1d100 ⇒ 73

She walks like with nerves of steel. She walks at half speed in the smoke fog. She is affected by the smoke.

Inside the room another voice happens "What about me...don't leave me." You do recall there was another person in a second cage.

"I won't let them leave without you....I promise. Poke poke you are brave and you must save him also."


Mrs. turner looks at her new entourage and nods approvingly. "I wouldn't expect much trouble but we do need to make one small detour on the way that could offer a degree of risk." She states as a matter-of-fact. "I'll make sure you each personally receive an additional 20 platinum for your trouble." She pulls out a small coin purse and calls forth 160 platinum. The coin appear in her hand, "Payable in advance." She sets out 8 stacks of 20 coins.

"We leave at 6:00 am." Then she turns away disinterestedly and heads off to her room.


"I haven't heard of the "creeper curse" either. There are plenty of unknown mysteries in this world. I have no idea how that man was able to speak while nearly headless."

She looks at a guard who pours her a goblet of wine. She takes a sip. "As far as the grudge the Captain bares against my family that's simply comes down to a misunderstanding."


The widow watches her guide take to the strangers. The wolf, Geri, stands near the widow. She motions to one of her other guards who nods and hurries off.

"What danger am I in, what do you know." She speaks towards the newcomers.