An Adventure Begins....
Aurora set her canon on her table, making sure to bookmark her place. She had just heard rumor of a pair of strangers visiting Taloos! She was quite excited, as the rumors also carried that they weren't human. She had never seen an elf before, and the last time a dwarf had been in town, she was but a little girl. She quickly made sure that her medallion of faith was in display around her neck, and she left her home.
Mira quietly surveyed the quaint human village she had arrived at, wondering if indeed the rumors of an enchanted chapelhouse were true. The village seemed as normal, based on the others that she had visited, featuring the same uninspired and plain craftsmanship she had come to expect from provincial folk. However, Taloos seemed to have a unique sense of hominess about it, something that she had not felt since leaving her own village far to the east. A small smile came to her lips as she made for the town's inn.
Oskar rubbed his forehead with his hand in frustration. He had been navigating above ground for three months now, and had thought his sense of direction had finally adapted. He was rather annoyed to discover that his journey to the west had been interrupted yet again, as he had left Welca via the wrong road - and ended up travelling north to Taloos. At least his clansmen weren't watching. Ever good natured, however, he made for the inn to evaluate the skills of the local brewers.
The three adventurers met amicably. All had an interest in the local chapel: Oskar was drawn in as it was the only stonework within 200 leagues, Mira was interested as the building had a faint enchantment about it, and Aurora simply worked there. They met Father Davis, the old priest, who was aware of the enchantment on the old church, but not of its origins. Whoever placed it there had made sure that the building would be safe from natural weathering over the years.
Trouble reared its ugly head the next day. The main export of lumber from the woodcutters had been attacked on its way to Welca, and while the caravan workers had returned with their lives, the loss of the lumber would mean hard times ahead for the town. Aurora was the first to volunteer to track down the robbers, and was quickly joined by the two visitors, Oskar and Mira. The lawlessness precipitated by the wars in the east had reached as far as Taloos! The trio left town immediately in search of the thieves.
After about three days of travel, the group noticed evidence of a struggle on the cart path, and that two carts bearing heavy loads had been moved into the bushes. The carts and lumber load were cleverly hidden just off the path, but the party had no way of moving the carts without their mules, which were nowhere to be seen. Thanks to Mira's sharp eyes, a trail of men and mules was found, and the party trekked off into the woods. After several hours, they were halted by noises from ahead - they had found the robbers' camp. The thieves numbered seven, and were led by a man marked only by his preference for wielding a pair of shortswords.
After a brief parlay, the bandits attacked, thinking that their superior numbers would lead them to victory. However, Oskar's skill at arms, Mira's marksmanship and Aurora's skills at combat healing turned the tables, and the robbers were routed. Having no effective way of detaining them, the adventurers allowed the captured robbers to go free, and took the mules and the robbers weapons back to the lumber wagons. Finally, the group travelled back to a very grateful Taloos.
Mira quietly surveyed the quaint human village she had arrived at, wondering if indeed the rumors of an enchanted chapelhouse were true. The village seemed as normal, based on the others that she had visited, featuring the same uninspired and plain craftsmanship she had come to expect from provincial folk. However, Taloos seemed to have a unique sense of hominess about it, something that she had not felt since leaving her own village far to the east. A small smile came to her lips as she made for the town's inn.
Oskar rubbed his forehead with his hand in frustration. He had been navigating above ground for three months now, and had thought his sense of direction had finally adapted. He was rather annoyed to discover that his journey to the west had been interrupted yet again, as he had left Welca via the wrong road - and ended up travelling north to Taloos. At least his clansmen weren't watching. Ever good natured, however, he made for the inn to evaluate the skills of the local brewers.
The three adventurers met amicably. All had an interest in the local chapel: Oskar was drawn in as it was the only stonework within 200 leagues, Mira was interested as the building had a faint enchantment about it, and Aurora simply worked there. They met Father Davis, the old priest, who was aware of the enchantment on the old church, but not of its origins. Whoever placed it there had made sure that the building would be safe from natural weathering over the years.
Trouble reared its ugly head the next day. The main export of lumber from the woodcutters had been attacked on its way to Welca, and while the caravan workers had returned with their lives, the loss of the lumber would mean hard times ahead for the town. Aurora was the first to volunteer to track down the robbers, and was quickly joined by the two visitors, Oskar and Mira. The lawlessness precipitated by the wars in the east had reached as far as Taloos! The trio left town immediately in search of the thieves.
After about three days of travel, the group noticed evidence of a struggle on the cart path, and that two carts bearing heavy loads had been moved into the bushes. The carts and lumber load were cleverly hidden just off the path, but the party had no way of moving the carts without their mules, which were nowhere to be seen. Thanks to Mira's sharp eyes, a trail of men and mules was found, and the party trekked off into the woods. After several hours, they were halted by noises from ahead - they had found the robbers' camp. The thieves numbered seven, and were led by a man marked only by his preference for wielding a pair of shortswords.
After a brief parlay, the bandits attacked, thinking that their superior numbers would lead them to victory. However, Oskar's skill at arms, Mira's marksmanship and Aurora's skills at combat healing turned the tables, and the robbers were routed. Having no effective way of detaining them, the adventurers allowed the captured robbers to go free, and took the mules and the robbers weapons back to the lumber wagons. Finally, the group travelled back to a very grateful Taloos.
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