The group sleep soundly and are up early as planned.
As requested Oleg had prepared the wagons for the group so that they could
get on the road.
The first stop was not to be the fortress though for firstly they had
another errand to complete first. The group headed to see the two fey creatures
that the group has come to know.
After a short search of the forest the fey are soon located and seem pleased
to see the group as talk has already spread through the forest of the bandit
kings demise. The group thank them for their kind words and praise but announce
that they are here on greater business.
As Vaneer explains the situation, Otto begins to unwrap the unicorn horn
that they had found amongst the staglords possessions. Vaneer mentions that
they believe that the horn belongs to the poor Unicorn that died to the south
west and wanted to seek guidance on what to do with such matters.
The fey creatures spoke to each other for a couple of minutes but they were
unable to help but they knew of a fey in the far south that has greater
knowledge in these matters and that the group should seek her out when they
can.
Vaneer thanked them for the help and they bid their farewells and started
to leave when the fey creatures shouted for them to come back, they had
remembered that if the group was to approach the fey in question with an
unicorns horn she may not believe their story so they gave the group an token
of proof of friendship which should help ease over discussions.
With the horn still in possession the group mounted up with the wagons and
spend the next two weeks travelling back and fort from the fortress dropping
off goods at Oleg’s to trade at a later date.
Sunday, 22 November 2015
Pharast 28th - Heads or Tails
The night passed uneventfully for the group though as they woke the aches
and pains for the battles of yesterday reminded them that it wasn’t such an
easy ride.
During breakfast Vaneer spent time healing what wounds Erastil would allow him before the then tackled the decision of what the plan of action today would be after taking out the staglord and freeing the greenbelt of his grasp.
“Well what about Nettles crossing?” mentioned Ott, reminding the group of the promise they had made to the undead corpse that haunted the river there.
“What so we just through this body in the river and we get loot!? What we waiting for!!” gasp Miro as he stood kicking the now lifeless body of the staglord.
“Wait!” sighed Vaneer, who reminded them that they needed to bring proof of the staglords demise to claim the reward of ridding him from the living world.
Miro could suddenly be seen slumping into a sulk at the thought of loosing his loot as he mumbled “So what do we do then?”
The group sat and thought it through and Kyrander came up with a suggestion, “Well only the river creature wants to confirm the identity right? So why don’t we just give him the staglords head and then send the body and helmet to the city as proof?”
“Sounds a plan!!” chuckled Miro as he had already set to work at severing the staglords head from his body.
Later that morning the group gather their equipment and head to nettles crossing where they find the now demolished ferry crossing. As the group stand there they notice the reeds begin to move again as previously as the drowned corpse of the ferryman begins to rise out of the water.
Kyrander throws the head of the staglord in the direction of the ferryman who drags the head underwater with a gurgled thank you, shortly after a number of items appear to wash ashore near the group to Miro’s delight.
The group then decide to ride fast to Oleg’s where they present the body of the staglord to the city guards stationed at the trading post whom agree to take the body to the city of Restov as representatives of the group for claiming the reward.
Before sleeping for the night the group make arrangements with Otto to borrow a couple of wagons the next day to start transporting the stash at the staglords fortress back to the trading post.
With plans made the group head to sleep ahead of another busy day.
During breakfast Vaneer spent time healing what wounds Erastil would allow him before the then tackled the decision of what the plan of action today would be after taking out the staglord and freeing the greenbelt of his grasp.
“Well what about Nettles crossing?” mentioned Ott, reminding the group of the promise they had made to the undead corpse that haunted the river there.
“What so we just through this body in the river and we get loot!? What we waiting for!!” gasp Miro as he stood kicking the now lifeless body of the staglord.
“Wait!” sighed Vaneer, who reminded them that they needed to bring proof of the staglords demise to claim the reward of ridding him from the living world.
Miro could suddenly be seen slumping into a sulk at the thought of loosing his loot as he mumbled “So what do we do then?”
The group sat and thought it through and Kyrander came up with a suggestion, “Well only the river creature wants to confirm the identity right? So why don’t we just give him the staglords head and then send the body and helmet to the city as proof?”
“Sounds a plan!!” chuckled Miro as he had already set to work at severing the staglords head from his body.
Later that morning the group gather their equipment and head to nettles crossing where they find the now demolished ferry crossing. As the group stand there they notice the reeds begin to move again as previously as the drowned corpse of the ferryman begins to rise out of the water.
Kyrander throws the head of the staglord in the direction of the ferryman who drags the head underwater with a gurgled thank you, shortly after a number of items appear to wash ashore near the group to Miro’s delight.
The group then decide to ride fast to Oleg’s where they present the body of the staglord to the city guards stationed at the trading post whom agree to take the body to the city of Restov as representatives of the group for claiming the reward.
Before sleeping for the night the group make arrangements with Otto to borrow a couple of wagons the next day to start transporting the stash at the staglords fortress back to the trading post.
With plans made the group head to sleep ahead of another busy day.
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