"Thank you, i cod use an ale and some thing in the next town." Necros says, " so lets finsh this job for the winery and lets go meet a lord, i dont know about you but i czn use some things in town."
You follow the sign to the road to the southwest. After half a mile, the road becomes a muddy trail that meandered through the woods, descending gradually until the trees part, revealing a mist-shrouded meadow. The trail splits. One branch heads west into the valley, and the other leads south into dark woods. A wooden signpost at the intersection points west and reads, "Vineyard".
A light drizzle begins to fall. Unpainted fences blindly follow the trail, which skirts north of a sprawling vineyard before bending south toward a stately building. The fog takes on ghostly forms as it swirls between the neatly tended rows of grapevines. Here and there, you see rope-handled half-barrels used for hauling grapes. North of the trail is a large stand of trees. A man wearing a dark cloak and cowl stands at the edge of the trees, beckoning you.
"Uh... Does anybody recognize that guy? Does he look like the man who's been following us or do you think he has something to do with the Vineyard? I don't trust anything here anymore."
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"He's calling us over, we should be cautious in case it's a trap. Stay back from the trees a bit, and be ready."
Zander acknowledges the man at the trees and moves toward them. He stays about 100 feet back and holds his bow in his hand, not pointed at him, but out just in case. "Who are you?"
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"Davian, my name is Zander, and this is my brother, Zennas. What's happening here? Are you hiding in the trees? We were sent to see why shipments have stopped."
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"That sounds like the most straightforward thing we'll do since getting here, eh guys? Tell us, is anyone left in the winery? If we're going to clear out these evil druids, we'll need to know if anyone else is in danger."
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"Well I'm fine but if you need to rest, I suppose we can. I'm also worried about how much time Necros has before we have to put him down." Zander gives Necros a smile.
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"Thank you, i cod use an ale and some thing in the next town." Necros says, " so lets finsh this job for the winery and lets go meet a lord, i dont know about you but i czn use some things in town."
Sounds like a plan.
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“Very well.”
You follow the sign to the road to the southwest. After half a mile, the road becomes a muddy trail that meandered through the woods, descending gradually until the trees part, revealing a mist-shrouded meadow. The trail splits. One branch heads west into the valley, and the other leads south into dark woods. A wooden signpost at the intersection points west and reads, "Vineyard".
"About time... Shall we?"
Yes, let's get in there.
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A light drizzle begins to fall. Unpainted fences blindly follow the trail, which skirts north of a sprawling vineyard before bending south toward a stately building. The fog takes on ghostly forms as it swirls between the neatly tended rows of grapevines. Here and there, you see rope-handled half-barrels used for hauling grapes. North of the trail is a large stand of trees. A man wearing a dark cloak and cowl stands at the edge of the trees, beckoning you.
"Uh... Does anybody recognize that guy? Does he look like the man who's been following us or do you think he has something to do with the Vineyard? I don't trust anything here anymore."
-We are all just one failed saving throw away from someone else's fantasy...
“Not sure... odd place to stand though.”
"He's calling us over, we should be cautious in case it's a trap. Stay back from the trees a bit, and be ready."
Zander acknowledges the man at the trees and moves toward them. He stays about 100 feet back and holds his bow in his hand, not pointed at him, but out just in case. "Who are you?"
-We are all just one failed saving throw away from someone else's fantasy...
Lae will stand behind Zander and hold chill touch. He will release the spell if it looks like the figure will attack.
"Greetings. My name is Davian Martikov. I am the owner of this vineyard."
Several other humanoid figures emerge from the trees wearing dark leather rain cloaks and cowls. Some are adults and some appear to be smaller.
"Davian, my name is Zander, and this is my brother, Zennas. What's happening here? Are you hiding in the trees? We were sent to see why shipments have stopped."
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"This is my family. We have been forced to hide in the woods as evil druids and blights have attacked the winery and forced to take refuge here."
"That sounds like the most straightforward thing we'll do since getting here, eh guys? Tell us, is anyone left in the winery? If we're going to clear out these evil druids, we'll need to know if anyone else is in danger."
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"Blights? Like what potatoes get?"
"No. Evil awakened plant creatures."
Lae sighs, "Of course... Any chance you have anything to heal, or fortify us before we head in there? I'm feeling mighty weary from the road."
"We might be able to find you a spot in the trees to camp if you need it."
"Well I'm fine but if you need to rest, I suppose we can. I'm also worried about how much time Necros has before we have to put him down." Zander gives Necros a smile.
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