If the elf is slighted by Shamus' comment, it doesn't show in her face. She merely smiles, or perhaps smirks, and leaves you all to go on your way.
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Tirra laughs at the suggestion. "My companions are elsewhere at the moment, but if you were looking to join an adventuring troop.... Well, you look a little green, but a big strong lad such as yourself could probably pay his way humping gear until he learned the ropes. "These rookies are like to leave you behind as a snack for whatever they're running from. If you carry our gear, we'll keep you alive. Otherwise we'd need to find somebody else to carry all the gear."
As you're all getting ready to leave, Tirra the elf speaks up, possibly startling some of you. None of you had noticed that she'd quietly maneuvered over closer to your table. "You're going exploring in the cairns? Which one? We're exploring the Stirgenest Cairn tomorrow." She looks at you all expectantly. She's attractive and clearly knows it. She certainly likes to show off her attractiveness. But something about her bearing and demeanor hints at a much darker and more lethal side. Kharid: Spoiler:
The Stirgenest Cairn was one of your top picks for potential discoveries. There are a couple others among your choices, including one known as the Whispering Cairn. The Whispering Cairn only just barely made your short list, and only then, at the last second, as you were on your way out of Jhesail, because you discovered an earlier Seeker expedition to the cairns never returned. The Whispering Cairn was on their exploration list. You've told no one that the Whispering Cairn was a possibility for you. Harlon: Spoiler: Like Dalzig, you've been here a while. Possibly longer than anyone else at the table. It was a few months ago that the vestiges started whispering to you, and you discovered that you could summon and bind them. About two weeks ago, the vague, hollow voices that whisper to you from beyond became more ominous -- they started whispering about how a new age was coming, and that you would all (presumably meaning all living things) be joining them (the vestiges) in darkness soon. About the same time, your frequent dark dreams changed as well. You've started dreaming about a cave of whispers, and a face made of rock that screams silently with the force of a hurricane wind. You also know that, while few people disturb the cairns, even fewer go to the Whispering Cairn because of the stories that children who get dared to spend the night there sometimes don't come back.
"If you can best me in a knife throwing contest, I'll talk to you, half orc." |