As
he wonders what is happening Otto gazes through one of the castles
windows and looks over the city of Wyvernshore, again nothing seems
out of sort with the city except the early morning sky contained an
heavy hint of grey among it. Otto then decided to walk into the
city to see if his comrades could be found there, as he walked
through the streets he began to notice that a lot of the cities
greenery had become either shriveled or dried up.
Eventually
he spots what appears to be a hunched over figure in the distance, as
he walks closer it soon becomes apparent that the figure isn’t
moving and then still upon closer proximity Otto notices that the
figure is a rather convincing stone carving of Miro!
Then
his eyes catch sight of another figure, this one looked like Natalia.
Then he spotted one of Vaneer and a local baker, Otto checks out the
nearby stone masons shop only to find it devoid of any material
except that of a statue of a child. He approaches the statue and
places his hand on the head only to find it crumble to dust under his
touch.
As
the last speck of dust settles to the ground Otto notices a large
Rook nearby which calls at him before flying off.
Suddenly,
without any warning Otto finds himself back in his cot only to find
that the ground around him has begun to churn as he starts to sink
into it. His arcane training instantly tells him that he is suffering
the effects of an imprisonment spell and just manages to work his way
out as his cot is dragged underground. With his comrades still
nowhere to be seen he begins to shout.
Shortly
afterwards the rest of the group appear back at the rest spot and
explain to Otto about the Miro v Miro fight and that Otto couldn’t
be woken no matter how hard they tried. Otto then explains about the
experience he had with the Rook leading the group to decide that they
need to understand what is happening in more detail.
<Insert
Research Montage>
The
group after a few hours soon stumble across an old fable story book
that details a folk lore about a spoon stealing Crow which turned out
to be a living spell and upon deeper reflection they all remember
that each of their dreams in one form or another contained a
Crow/Raven/Rook.
Natalia
then remembered that when she was a child of rumors of a fey legend
known as the “Night Rook” which was an extremely large black
Raven whose flapping wings bring nightmares to all and that it could
only be either be defeated in combat or scared aware by those brave
enough to face it’s terrors.
The
group decide that they should again attempt to sleep in close
proximity tonight in hopes that they can all be part of the same
dream or to at least confront their harasser, so they rest for the
rest of the day and gather just as the sun sets over the castle.
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