Apologies for the long absence, I'm spending the holiday with family before continuing to my next command. My posting will still be spotty but I wanted to send my best wishes for you and your father, mdt.
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"Yes, let's head back. It's possible that he hasn't left town yet." Smiling at Gorruum, he adds "Cheer up friend, we'll find the werewolf and be off to new adventures soon enough. My lady, I recommend more practical boots if your feet are already aching. I can also prepare a salve for blisters if you have any bothering you."
"Now that you mention it... I believe Corwin may have been bitten during the battle. I was casting lightning bolts from the inn's window so I can't be certain." Rowan frowns as he recalls the night in question. "Is that how the lycanthropy spreads? I must admit that I don't know much about the creatures." "It's a small chance but yes, we'll explore outside the city. Maybe if we're lucky we may rediscover the trail."
Rowan stops to consider the possibilities. "The trail has been fairly consistent so I doubt that it's a band of kobolds. A pack of wolves wouldn't do this either. A centaur... possibly but I think another werewolf is the most likely suspect." Looking around at his surroundings, he takes an educated guess as to where the suspect may have went. "Let's head to the north gate and see if we can pick up the trail from there. If the murderer left the city that's the closest exit. Thanks for the assistance, Lady Saratov."
No worries, glad you mentioned Argos or else I wouldn't have known you meant me. =)
Rowan arrives shortly after receiving the missive from Munin, Argos trailing along happily. The canine had grown massively from the time Rowan had brought him to this land. "Argos, track." Rowan whispers, kneeling down close to the ground with the footprints. He examines the prints himself, wondering if they belong to another were-creature, or perhaps the hag that they had fought with before.
I'll go with the slower group. I have about 30 days left with my current command and then taking two weeks to visit family for the holiday before moving on to my next command on the East coast of the US. Busy times are ahead for me. =)
"If you think that you can handle it that would be great, Lady Saratov. Personally, I would like to join the scouting party with Gorruum to get an idea of what we are dealing with. Maybe start some harassment tactics to keep them on edge." "Before I leave though, I will take some time to aid Lady Stormwing with helping the community. I can provide some goodberries to feed those who are weak and not able to get enough to eat and remove diseases from a few people as well.
Rowan followed the group absentmindedly, his head in the clouds as he pondered forming a Guard to help enforce laws and protect this land. He dreamed of one day having a Guard like Korvosa's, each man bonded with a griffin or some other powerful and majestic creature. After arriving at Oleg's though, he snapped out of it and realized how much things have changed at home. People sickly and coughing struck a nerve with him. His community was falling on hard times and he wasn't here to protect and provide aid. With Baron Wilhelm's dismissal, Rowan travels to various inns and gathering places to get something to eat and maybe find a room with a bath. "One of these days, I'll have to have a home of my own built." he tells Argos. After finding sufficient housing for a few days, and tipping the innkeeper a little extra to take care of Sleip, Rowan walks to Wilhelm's villa for the upcoming meeting.
@MDT; which modifiers would currently apply for the Leadership feat? I'm assuming we have great renown as the founders of this new nation. Fairness and generosity I'm uncertain about as well as special powers. Rowan isn't the type to show off his abilities but I could imagine a few people having seen him turn into an animal before. And I suppose from a villager's point of view spell casting may count... @Everyone else; Assuming generous bonuses I think Rowan would have 15 first level and 1 second level followers. I would really like to purchase horses and eventually barding for all of them. Could our kingdom afford to cover that? I'm thinking of creating a Ranger as my cohort. Unless someone has a better suggestion?
Completely undecided on which feat to take. Anyone have any suggestions?
I like the name for our next settlement!
"I'll return to the town to aid in the funeral preparations as well."
I have no problem with going into either group. I kinda got burned out checking for posts on a regular basis and seeing nothing new posted so I stopped checking as often. Life has gotten a little bit busier recently so I wouldn't mind joining the slow group. Someone needs to provide the balance between Dante and Shimmer ;-)
Didn't we make Lanya the Minister of PR? She always seemed keen towards keeping Wilhelm looking good.
"Honestly this is the first time I have ever seen a real werewolf. All the old tales say that it's true. As dangerous as it may seem, I suppose we could and maybe should learn all that we can about the real nature of werewolves. If we cannot save him, maybe we can ask him to allow us to examine his body after death?" Looking to Fharn, he asks "The cost now may seem steep, but I believe finding out all that we can could save us in the future if another lycanthrope was to be found. Maybe next time it won't be some foreign merchant but one of our own citizens or friends."
Rowan watches the man sadly before being motioned to help Dante with his armor.
"That would be a horrible idea... Could you imagine a hoard of lycanthropy inflicted trolls invading us over the next full moon?" Rowan keeps his voice light in response to Fharn's jest. Turning to Ikit he speaks softly with a hint of sadness. "Anastacia may be right. Even if we remove the curse, the damage may already be done." "After Wilhelm inspects him I believe that we should inform the man about what has happened to him and what he has done."
"Hail to you good friends, you've been sorely missed. Shimmer pretty much summed it all up. I wish I knew more about this lycanthropy affliction in order to help this man. How has your journey fared?"
"We are not slavers and we will not let you go until you have calmed down.." Rowan says with quiet resolve.
"So what do you think we should do with him?" Rowan asks thoughtfully, "This language barrier is an issue. We can't even tell him that something is terribly wrong with him. I wonder how long has he had this."
"Don't stress yourself out, Ikit. Now we know to keep you away from bloodthirsty mobs. I'm sure we would reacted the same if they were goblins or lizardfolk." Rowan says to Ikit, trying to lighten his mood. Rowan watches the man intently as he struggles against his bonds and then as he begins to yells. "Speak quietly please" Rowan softly tells the man, holding a finger to his lips.
Rowan is caught off guard by the sudden explosion and smoke. Looking around he asks if anyone is hurt. He watches the crowd intently though, just in case they decide to form another mob.
"Humans have different customs for handling their dead. We either bury them to return their bodies to the earth or burn them to return their spirits to the air." he smiles at Ikit as he manages the bodies.
I wouldn't mind transferring in a few weeks. Right now my son is staying with me until he goes back to his mom's for the school year so I've been spending as much time as I can with him. I do apologize for the inconvenience, I'll start checking the thread at least daily again.
"Very well, Ikit, hopefully he won't wake until sunrise. In the meantime, let's prepare the deceased for a proper burial and hopefully get some sleep. We'll talk it over in the morning." Rowan looks around at the dead guards, a little saddened by their deaths. "I'll talk to their families first thing in the morning..." he says quietly.
"This should be the last night for a full moon. I'm thinking we should purchase a horse and cart to bring him with us. We'll continue our explorations as planned and then bring him to justice once we return to the capitol. Any objections?"
Rowan makes it out of the inn and to his friends, watching the were carefully in case it's merely playing dead. The numerous burn marks make it seem unlikely though and he looks over his companion's injuries. "Any one of us seriously hurt? I can patch up one or two people with a spell." He kneels down next to the man from the inn earlier and begins applying bandages and first aid to his wounds. "If this man lives we can hold a trial for him, maybe also find out more information about any other threats in the region."
Rowan summons a bolt of lightning to strike the werewolf before leaving the window and heading down the stairs and exiting the inn.
Looking up at the night sky, Rowan prays to Erastil. "Blessed Father of the Hunt, strike the enemy before us with nature's fury."
After waking everyone up, Rowan runs to the window and after some pounding, forces the shutters open. He looks outside and surveys the scene of battle. "Corwen, be careful. Everyone is on their way!"
Rowan wakes up to the sound of bloody screaming, bolting up from his bed he yells out to his companions that there is trouble. Grabbing his bow, he runs to his window and looks outside to see if he has a view of the beast to shoot at.
"Yes, that's not a bad idea at all. I'll take the middle watch." Rowan volunteers himself.
"It's quite possible. The person infected with lycanthropy may not even realize what they've done, unless they happen to be a natural werewolf. Let's go find an inn and make some plans on how to proceed from here. Maybe gather everyone up and compare their feet to the cast we made."
We're on our last few days of deployment so posting has been limited now that my internet has been shut off. I'm fine with you botting as necessary. I'll be back to posting regularly as soon as I'm back in the US. =)
"Nothing just yet. Let me get a drawing of this." Rowan says as he pulls out some of his mapping tools. With parchment and a piece of charcoal he carefully makes an accurate sized outline of the footprint. After finishing he looks to Ikit. "Now that I think about it, Ikit, could you make a resin fill for this? That may work better for comparing the size and shape to whoever is responsible."
"It was definitely wolf-like, but normal wolves do not hunt for sport. It looks like whatever did this enjoyed the slaughter and then snacked afterwards. The tracks are worn down from rain but with Erastil's blessing maybe we can still follow them."
"That would be a great idea Ikit. But first let's take care of this monstrous threat."
"It's definitely a mess..." Rowan sighs in agreeance with Dante upon first seeing the gore and destruction. "If we're lucky, maybe we can find a scrap of clothing or fur for Argos to track the scent." He begins investigating the surrounding area.
Rowan looks around, noticing the increase in tension among the villagers. "Not good, this much fear could very well spark a riot." He says softly to Felix. Looking for a church or suitable open area for a rousing speech, Rowan begins to shout.
"Was that really necessary?" Rowan asks irritably. "I hope we find this killer soon, it seems like you have a lot of frustration that you need to vent." Rowan follows behind the two men, checking on the others to make sure they're alright.
"Barkeep, I understand your frustrations. There are numerous problems popping up around the kingdom and we are working hard to solve them. We will hunt down this monster. Erastil will not abide this threat to the community." Rowan sighs lightly before continuing,
"Nothing seems out of place here. Both of those men are a little deep into their cups. I can understand that for what Marvis has been through but I wonder if something is troubling the foreigner over there." Rowan says quietly to Ikit. "Do you smell anything from him? I admit I know little about ratfolk, do you have a heighten sense of smell?" he asks, a little embarrassment showing in his smile.
Hope your wife has a speedy recovery, glad to hear the good news mdt =)
"Just have a seat over here with me." Rowan answers as he sits himself at a table over in the corner of the inn. He takes one good look around the common room before removing his helm.
Noting things of interest, he pulls out his tobacco pipe and begins to puff away while listening to any talk being made.
"Unfortunately, I don't think that is likely. The past three nights have been a full moon, making it more likely to be a werewolf. I want to scout out the places where the attacks took place. We'll need some help interviewing the villagers. Find out if anyone has been acting strange or have been injured recently."
"I doubt that these troubles are caused by mere wolves. Perhaps we could spend a night at the inn and investigate this issue. Not much use in expanding the kingdom if we can't even take care of what we have."
Sending positive vibes, I hope everything works out for the best with Mrs mdt.
"I suppose that's the best agreement that I can reach with her for now." Rowan says to the others with a small sigh. "As long as us two leg-ahem- humans don't attack her, she shouldn't hunt us. Any suggestions on how to get her out?"
Spoiler: "Two legs like me are not food. Some may be weaker, but others are stronger. If you hunt the weaker ones, the stronger ones will hunt you down. Two legs are not like you, they don't follow the natural laws. I will free you if you choose to never hunt two legs." |