His skin thick with the dust gathered on the trail, his mouth in serious need of some fresh water, his whole body strained and tired still, Trevor gets up slowly, his body disagreeing loudly. Seeing the crowd gathered, he says: "Is it true Laurel, did you make it?" He smiles, thinking about the fears and dangers they went through to get to this moment. His thoughts drifting back towards the village and the Gavel and his men, he turns to Harn: " We'd better shape up that waiting line. We don't want trouble or line cutters pushing people around. I'll be outside."
He steps outside and says, in a loud and calm voice: "All right everyone, please respect the line and the people around you. If someone makes trouble, he'll be sent to the back of the line. Laurel will be out any minute to let you know what's next."
He keeps an eye out for trouble makers.
Diplomacy:
Perception:
Sense Motive:
It is made Trevor. I am just getting it into doses, so I can hand them out. There is plenty too. So there is no need for anyone to worry. Laurel has a tray with some biscuits and cider(non alcoholic)sitting on the counter for everyone.
When Trevor steps out the crowd quietens for the haggard young man. They listen to him and politely turn there gathering crowd into a respectable line. Many sick faces smile up at Trevor and he hears more than one thankful prayer to Iomedae whispered in the crowd. Trevor sees the mayor walking up the street headed for the shop. Mrs. Popiyun is there in the middle of the line with several of her brood around her skirts.
Not having bathed in a few days (unless the dip in the river could be considered bathing) and feeling rather grumpy at the moment, Harn gets up and follows Trevor, letting the younger, more diplomatic man handle the talking while he simply let his foul mood show with a nice glare he levels at anyone who happened to be jostling or shoving in the line. Those he stares at knows it would be the grumpy big man, not the calm and eloquent Trevor who would be the one to put them in there place if they continued to act up.
Intimidate:
You boys done good Trevor! The whole town is grateful specially us moms. She smiles with a tear in her eye. Several others in the line add their gratitude at Nora's words.
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Nikolae's hair is matted on the side of his head from sleeping with his head against the wall, but he doesn't seem to notice as he gets up and helps to distribute the vials of cure.
Are there any special instructions for application? Or do they just drink it straight away?
Vermiis pokes his head up, and sets it back down on his paws with a heavy sigh, recognizing that any sudden motion on his part could startle the many milling people. He settles in and watches the proceedings through slitted yellow eyes.
Lueck hangs close to Harn and Trevor, ready to bestow Cayden's aid should any roughness breakout. To any of his other friends nearby he'll ask Is anybody watching the inside of the house to make sure no one is tampering with anything while we are out here with the medicine?
AAremeth peeks outside and lets a grin show to the crowd.He then darts back inside with Luecks paranoia.He strolls to the back door and spots Owen, " Hey my boy! how did ya do while I was gone?" seeing that he doesn't look overly maimed he considers it went well.
Owen grins at AAremeth as he carries a tray of small empty bottles up the porch. Hey unc, Glad to see you back. Everything went ok, I stayed at the shop mostly came over and ate supper with Laurel a couple times. Most people were staying home trying to make sure the sickness didn't spread. You were asleep when I came over earlier. I got quicksilver unloaded; I just set all the gear in a pile behind the counter I wasn't sure if you might have something you didn't want mess withed. I took him down to the stable boy he practically skipped into his stall. I don't think I have ever seen him that happy to be going to the stable. I gave um a good brush down and fed him then came over to help Laurel. He shakes AAremeth's hand as he goes inside.
The small Magistrate makes his way up to the porch after friendlily greeting several of those in line. He shakes hands with the three of you overseeing the patient populace. Well done gentlemen. You have done the town a great service. I cannot speak for the consortium, but I plan on holding a celebration in your honor. I also plan on rewarding you as I am able. Vamros whispers Deldrin didn't find a censor in the upper well. Weather that is due to the gate guard the consortium keeps at the gate, or by design Deldrin is uncertain. Of course you know he thinks it is something of note. While I don't disagree hard to believe The Gavel would want to kill off his workers, or their families and his future workers. Puzzling indeed.He stops whispering We should all talk later today. come by after you are refreshed this evening. I will have a nice dinner brought over.
Happily, he exchanges warm welcomes with Owen and the magistrate. "Magistrate, with your permission, and Deldrin's, we would like to push our investigation further after this is done. We stumbled upon some information as to whence the cultists came from, but time was short and we opted to first secure the remedy, before punishment shall be brought to the culprits. We will gladly discuss it with you tonight."
Turning to Owen, he adds: "Could I ask a favor Owen? Would you get word to priestess Shana that we are back and successful? It would mean a lot to me."
Diplomacy:
As the magistrate approached and offered his hand along with his words of congratulations, Harn, having to stoop a little and take the halfling's small hand in his own striked a rather awkward looking figure, drawing a few giggles from people in the crowd who saw the sight. Taking him up on the magistrate's offer, Harn also remembers to make sure he talks with the sheriff later, not really sure if the he wanted to go back to lumber cutting after the short adventure he had just experienced in the Darkwood.
Owen nods to Trevor Done and done Sir Trevor. Several of the bedridden were being seen to at the temple. I went over there first thing after seeing to Quicksilver and talking to Laurel. Shana is happy you all made it back safely and looking forward to seeing everyone when they have time. Owen looks at Trevor with an obvious new respect. No longer as the guy who was always one of the big kids a few years older than he. He seems a little in awe of all of you, but especially Trevor and his Uncle perhaps because he knows them better than the others, and he has always seen Harn as a big tough guy.
AAremeth gins as the town folk are obviously cheered even in their poor state of health. Soon this town will be back on its feat and once they are he would see it out from under the log baron's shadow. at least treated fairly and certainly he won't be excepting these strong arm tactics any longer. After seeing how two lumber jacks fight, he can only imagine the resistance the whole town could put up.
Yes, a guild should unify and take a stand, perhaps in a week or two after everyone is nice and healthy again. Things need to change, between this group, the sheriff and Shala, their should be enough brave souls to stand and rally the rest.
Lueck stands back during the cheer and congratulations, watching the people come and go. He studies each person with a degree of suspicion that only an outsider could muster. There are still cultists out there, and they may even be someone trusted by the locals he has been working with....
At&t is being terrible about getting him set up.so far they have told him "it has been we will get it set up tomorrow" since friday. not sure when he will be back up but should be soon.
Laurel announces she is ready and to start letting folks in a few at a time. Those on the porch get friendly nods and thank you's as townsfolk pass.
Lueck will do his best tough guy stranger act to try and make sure no one pushes forward.
Intimidate
It takes about an hour for everyone in line to make it through. A few people seem a little nervous of Lueck as he does his tough guy thing, but other than that everything goes smoothly.
Aaremeth walks out and seems in a very jovial mood speaking quietly to his comrades. "Well gentlemen, I was thinking we might speak with the Sheriff and Shayla about happenings in town and if things are well, we give our selves a day of rest and then hunt then down to their last."
Though still weary from a combination of the long trio and uncomfortable sleeping arrangements, Harn nods almost jovially as he helps clean up the shop a little after so many people had tread through. Once the cleaning is finished, Harn fastens his axe once more across his back as he prepares to pay a visit to Shayla and the sheriff.
When Laurel is out of earshot of the group, Lueck will ask Do we dare leave Laurel alone? Could she defend herself if the cultists retaliate for her part in ruining they plot?
My nephew is right next door with my whole shop at his disposal, I think they'll be alright. if there was trouble, he'd be able to hear it. and if he has to sling some vials at a foe we'll hear it or smell it.the elf grins wickedly.
Well, I'm inclined to go back to the inn, if anyone else is. I don't know that we should all spread out too far until we get to the bottom of this.
I think I would like to clean up a bit before dinner at the magistrates. I should still have a room back at the inn. I'm going to head that way for a bit if anyone wants to go with.
Smelling under his arm, Harn blanches a little bit as he responds, "I have ta agree with you there, though before we do that, we have some bones to bury, don't we? Tha poor souls we found at the tree should be buried respectfully instead o' sitting in Quicksilver's packs.
Listening to Harn, Trevor blushes slightly. He's right, it should come now.
"Yes Harn, we should, but we don't know their faith or their identity. What do you say we stop by Priestess Shana and see what she suggests?"
"Come to think of it, you're right, those poor souls have waited long enough, and I feel confident I can conduct correctly their burial. Let's get to the cemetery and start digging. Lueck, are you up for a few words?"
They walk at a respectful pace towards the cemetery, carrying the bones found, still in their sack. Once there, Trevor will explain the situation and ask for a small lot and some shovels.
This simple task is taxing on Trevor, as he feels the tug of the last few days, but he somehow finds a second wind, and gets to a nice pace. His body is getting used to this new beat, and somewhat better at it. The exertion feels nice and, as they get out of the whole, helping each other out, he gets a strong sense of community, and having done right.
"Sorrowful Pharasma, accept the remains of those two, as they are now presented to you, simply clad and in need of eternal rest. They fell in the Hollow, snared by one of its numerous hungry denizens." He will then move as to let someone else add a few words, then proceed to make a sign to mark the grave.
Walking back, he is calm and assured as he broadly smile, watching the sun set over the forest, as two birds fly up in the sky, as though they were the released souls: "Now I definitely need a bath!"
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'Though he lacks the priestcraft to say anything relevant, Nikolae has a strong back and takes up a shovel, while Vermiis idly paws at some dirt, but proves to be more of a hindrance than a help and ends up coiled up in the shadow of a tree.
A warm bath would definitely be welcome right now. We should probably make sure that the locals have checked the wells that any sign of the scourge has been purged.
two birds fly up in the sky, as though they were the released souls
Cayden, watch over this man in his liberated state as he continues on his journey. Lueck will help in the labor of the burial as well.
Putting his own back into the task, Harn helps to dig the holes. Once the task is finished, he simply grunts, "Don't know what ye were doin' so far from the lumberyards, but don't you worry none about the world here. Enjoy whatever ya got waitin' fer ya."
Once the service is completed, Harn will head back to the inn as well for a bath and he will prepare himself for dinner with the magistrate.
when you make your way back to the inn Jak gives you all a hearty greeting. Welcome back! I hope you lads are ready for a cool drink. Jak smiles as he sets pints on the bar for each of you. Can I get a Hazzah for these fine fellows? Jak hollers loudly. The taproom answers back with a resounding Hazzah! Jak asks if you would like some lunch while you are waiting for your baths?
A warm smile is Trevor's answer. He's pleased!
Where Trevor's response is a quiet affair, Harn's is quite the opposite. Taking up the drink, Harn very nearly downs it in one gulp, as he places it back on the bar with a loud and boisterous "Ahhhhhhh." Then, after ordering another, he will find a place to sit and relax for a bit as they waited for their baths to be drawn.
Most certainly Sir. Jak responds to Nikolae. You all are well taken care of by the staff with hot food and cold or hot beverages of your choosing. Several townsfolk stop by the table and thank you, or congratulate you while you wait.
Trevor blushes as the group receives praises. It's nice to feel like you're not treated as the lowest of the low, as the coward that couldn't save his love's life. Rafan...
Of course, he still has to bring justice to Master Denko...
As the hours passes, Trevor's worries grow. He lokks to the others: "That's strange, no? Do you think they forgot about the meeting? Should we head over to the magistrate's to make sure?"
Lueck sets his mug down, and a mask of concern comes over his face.
Right you are, young Trevor. I guess I was too caught up in the festivities to notice. Let's head that way now. Lueck rises, pauses to drain his glass and prepares to go.
Looking at the recently filled mug in front of him, then over at Trevor, Harn had an undecided look on his face. The pub had always been more his type of place, and not the stuffy formality of dinner with the Magistrate. Never-the-less, Harn downs his ale before thanking Jak for the drink and heading out with the others to attend the dinner.