Back to Paulding Depot (private for Jen, Breila and HS.)

[Headshot]

[ooc] Oh no.. not again got to love space balls

[Stik]

The evening passes quietly, with a visit to the baths followed by a quiet supper in the market square. Lodging is easily found and fairly pleasant, although the adventurers are awakened earlier than they would like the following morning. Grouch has come to rouse them, or, it being Grouch, to roust them. "Rise and shine, ladies. There are monsters to incapacitate and evil ghost-elves to inconvenience. And Viletti needs to see you before you go, so shake a leg. You can eat your breakfast in the saddle."

Grouch escorts the adventurers to Viletti's villa, where they find the commander just sitting down to breakfast. "Your Fraso has finished his post-mortem on that dwarf you brought back, and has found it to be singularly unremarkable, save for some old scarring on its back, as from a lash, some unusual tattoos that he cannot decipher. He has assured me that it is not any form of undead, either before or after it was most recently killed," this statement comes with a touch of derision, as though he is tired of hearing talk on that subject. "It appears to be a dark dwarf, certainly not common on the surface, but not unheard of.
"I have spoken with a number of my more experienced colleagues, and it seems that these big shambling blind things you managed to kill are not unheard-of either. Grotdier are not usually found in the Empire, but they have been encountered in the northern mountains of late.
"Fraso expects a response some time today from the Guild. It would be helpful if you gathered up your group and returned here, in case you need to move out."



[OOC] This puts you three on "Tomorrow morning" whereas the rest of the party is still on "Today". Do what you like, but anticipate a bit of lag while they catch up.

[Breila]

"in case we need to move out? What do you mean by that, Sir?" Liri asks, her brow furrowed.

[Jenara]

"To his guild, of course." Angel answers, shaking her head she lets her now clean hair fall free around her shoulders. "We are here to protect him, where he goes... we go... well I do."

"The body, was unremarkable? I still feel it was the best option to bring it here." She mutters.

[Stik]

"So did my men. Otherwise the would not have offered you a horse to carry it. There is no fault," says Viletti. "It is remarkable to me, though, for here we have clear evidence that there are grotdier and dark dwarves active within the Empire. That is important." The commander's stony demeanor softens a bit, and he says quietly, with a conspiratorial twinkle in his eye: "Your man Fraso - his priorities are clearly askew. It is unhealthy to spend so much time around the dead. I suspect that might be a bit unhinged. But this can hardly be news to you, can it?"

[Breila]

Liri quietly looks at Angel, she had been with the necromancer for far longer than Liri herself.

[Jenara]

"Master Fraso is... unique, but there is no better." She replies somewhat gruffly, she knew he was crazy, but admitting it wouldn't get her far.

[Headshot]

Woo Hoo party time! well I'll just see if i can get some spell components for my spells in the mean time otherwise just sit back and relax and wait on the others, unless Liri and Angel have other plans. i never did heal myself after all those battles as I was out of spells....

[Stik]

[OOC] Just let me know what spells you are praying for, and what ones you intend to cast. [/OOC]

[Headshot]

I am praying for:

1st: Cure Lt Wounds (x2), Detect Magic, Bless.
2nd: Silence 15' Rad, Slow Poison, Spiritual Hammer.

[Stik]

[OOC]Anyone else got business in town before heading back out? [/OOC]

[Headshot]

relaxation time........

[Jenara]

(Nope bath and some quiet time, which Angel will feel awful for not rushing back)

[Stik]

[OOC] Time check: the group at Ullo's cave set out for town on Monday morning, while the group in town set out for the cave slightly later on Monday morning. The two groups meet on the road before noon.
Jen, Breila and HS, please rejoin the main thread.
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