Post by Veritas on Nov 27, 2011 11:35:09 GMT -4
After some time, Kendra comes back with an old blanket, and a needle and thread. She hands them to Solaz, who seems to be the go-between, and she speaks quietly. "If I were you, I'd bury it somewhere. If the villagers see this house associated with a monster, the next thing hammering at the door may not be a monster, but a mob."
Her eyes flicker to the front doorstep, and then she murmurs very softly. "I shall go upstairs. To my room. I trust to the five of you to deal with this...as quickly as you can. And whatever is causing a monster to attack a town. This might be what my father feared when he wrote his will."
Using the layout of the house, Kendra goes upstairs, and you can hear a door closing.
Meanwhile, Navene has cleaned up what remains of Lorrimor and Chouko examined the remnants of Lorrimor's face, reaching into his throat. But within she finds nothing of note. Certainly not the crumbled bit of onyx she was searching for that would have suggested the grisly figure was animated by the usual necromantic magics.
Her eyes flicker to the front doorstep, and then she murmurs very softly. "I shall go upstairs. To my room. I trust to the five of you to deal with this...as quickly as you can. And whatever is causing a monster to attack a town. This might be what my father feared when he wrote his will."
Using the layout of the house, Kendra goes upstairs, and you can hear a door closing.
Meanwhile, Navene has cleaned up what remains of Lorrimor and Chouko examined the remnants of Lorrimor's face, reaching into his throat. But within she finds nothing of note. Certainly not the crumbled bit of onyx she was searching for that would have suggested the grisly figure was animated by the usual necromantic magics.
