The entire family looks absolutely shocked now and they wrap the vial back up and hand it over before cuddling together. "Please help us! Try ..um..Elro? He might be able to help too. Please don't let us die..." Irven pleads before taking his family up to their boarding room.
“Oh ya, of course. Should ‘ave remembered that.” Cade sheepishly orders a round of ale for all and heads back to his friends where he distributes the tankards at the table. “Now what do we do? Do we just des’roy the vial and ‘ope the disease ain’t gonna spread more? Doc, what do ya think. Will it?” He frowns in concentration. “Someone said that the vial may have come from Eislcross, ain’t that right?”
”Gellwin, what are you plannin’ for them vial then?”
Petros pushes his full tankard of ale to the side. “I say we destroy the vial. Keeping it around is too risky; it could crack from the smallest impact.”
He pauses and then adds, “Maybe we could use it as a weapon? Might not work fast enough though.”
Bones looks thoughtfully at the tankard, not touching it for a while. "The thing is, we still don't know anything about this... curse, disease, misunderstood magical effect? We don't know how long it incubates, or if it even does. We don't know how it transmits. Is direct contact the only way, or can those infected spread it in addition? if so, can they spread it right away, or after it has come into full effect, like most illnesses. We don't honestly even know that the blue liquid is the culprit. Even that is an assumption..." He starts to drink from the tankard. "But yes... please absolutely burn that vile substance. And then we need to go to the place from which it came and destroy all other traces of it. Just to be safe."
Cade slams his tankard down. “Ya, burnt it!” He sharply nods to confirm his support for the destruction of the vial.
After a few moments he turns to Bones, “With what you said there doc, it perhaps looks like it spread with them bandit’s didn’t it? Or, they just abandoned their dyin’ leader?”
"If that's true, then we truly shouldn't have let any get away..." He takes another swig, looking solemn. "The ones that get away..." His voice is starting to slur. "Did I tell you I was married once?.."
“Na, ye ‘aven’t doc. What was she like then?” Cade takes another swig from his tankard and then looks around the table. “Bein’ honest, I am at a bit of a loss ‘ere. I’m a simple soldier and don’t know much about disease. What do we do now? Talk to Elro? Go to Eiselcross? What do ye all think?”
"She was beautiful... that's what she was like. When I met her I was fresh out of my studies, young, dashing, and in my finely cut naval officer's uniform. It was at the wedding of a local minor noble. I thought I was invincible. She walked right over to me and told me I needed to apologize to her that moment. Others hushed, thinking I had given some great offense. I was young and too dumb, and thought so too. So I apologized. She laughed at me, in front of everyone. She said I was too dumb to dance with her because I was supposed to defend myself. The apology was a tease, nothing more. But she took an awful disliking to me right then and there. I was dumbfounded. As it happens, she hadn't even known who I was. She just spotted me in the crowd and decided she wanted to play her little mind games with me. Turned out, that was the woman my family had arranged for me to marry. As soon as she knew who I was... many weeks later... she apologized. I thought she had changed her heart, and that she was warming to me. She was so beautiful, and I was so young. Nothing of the sort. She found out my family was connected, and had wealth. She didn't care about me at all." He keeps drinking, more and more. As he does, though his voice slurs, it seems a growing anger within him is staving off drunkenness.
"When the baby was stillborn I was at sea. When I returned no one would talk to me about it, so I confronted my mother, who had been there at the birth. She was so quiet. So shamed. It wasn't even my child, she eventually told me." He stares off for a moment. "No one could prove it, of course. But rumors began to spread, and eventually she filed divorce, claiming I had spread them. She took everything while I was away at sea. She even burned down the home my father had purchased for us as my inheritance. Family heirlooms. Paintings. Precious children's toys for the tikes that would never be. All gone." A tear rolls down his cheek.
"I discharged two years later. My captain wanted me to stay on... but I felt empty all the time. That's what my wife was like."
Gellwin back away from the Doc as he got deeper into his cups and his meandering story, he picked up the wrapped vial and took it outside into the snow to destroy it.
Petros gets up from the table and walks over to Bones. He tries to politely take the ale from him, quietly saying, “Perhaps you should sleep this off.”
Cade listens to the doc’s story with an open mouth. He nods here and there, but does not say a word to disturb Bones. After the tale has ended, Cade eventually shakes his head and mutters. “Sorry to hear that, mate.”
When Petros removes the ale, Cade offers to walk Bones upstairs to his room and does so, if the doc accepts. After that, he goes to sleep himself, figuring that the party cannot make a decision on what to do until Bones sobers up.
Petros adds in, saying, “We should keep this vial wrapped up in cloth so it can’t make anyone else sick.”
Gellwin offered to burn this one as well.....from much further away this time....
The entire family looks absolutely shocked now and they wrap the vial back up and hand it over before cuddling together. "Please help us! Try ..um..Elro? He might be able to help too. Please don't let us die..." Irven pleads before taking his family up to their boarding room.
After the family leaves, Cade heads back over to the innkeeper. “Sir, do ye know someon’ called Elro?”
The innkeeper laughs a little, "Sure, he's our community leader. He was overseein' the funeral just the other day."
“Oh ya, of course. Should ‘ave remembered that.” Cade sheepishly orders a round of ale for all and heads back to his friends where he distributes the tankards at the table. “Now what do we do? Do we just des’roy the vial and ‘ope the disease ain’t gonna spread more? Doc, what do ya think. Will it?” He frowns in concentration. “Someone said that the vial may have come from Eislcross, ain’t that right?”
”Gellwin, what are you plannin’ for them vial then?”
Petros pushes his full tankard of ale to the side. “I say we destroy the vial. Keeping it around is too risky; it could crack from the smallest impact.”
He pauses and then adds, “Maybe we could use it as a weapon? Might not work fast enough though.”
" Put it in a large empty area then set a mystical fire under it until it is ash."
Bones looks thoughtfully at the tankard, not touching it for a while. "The thing is, we still don't know anything about this... curse, disease, misunderstood magical effect? We don't know how long it incubates, or if it even does. We don't know how it transmits. Is direct contact the only way, or can those infected spread it in addition? if so, can they spread it right away, or after it has come into full effect, like most illnesses. We don't honestly even know that the blue liquid is the culprit. Even that is an assumption..." He starts to drink from the tankard. "But yes... please absolutely burn that vile substance. And then we need to go to the place from which it came and destroy all other traces of it. Just to be safe."
Cade slams his tankard down. “Ya, burnt it!” He sharply nods to confirm his support for the destruction of the vial.
After a few moments he turns to Bones, “With what you said there doc, it perhaps looks like it spread with them bandit’s didn’t it? Or, they just abandoned their dyin’ leader?”
"If that's true, then we truly shouldn't have let any get away..." He takes another swig, looking solemn. "The ones that get away..." His voice is starting to slur. "Did I tell you I was married once?.."
Petros mutters “This is why I don’t drink.” And then says to Bones “No, I don’t think you have.”
“Na, ye ‘aven’t doc. What was she like then?” Cade takes another swig from his tankard and then looks around the table. “Bein’ honest, I am at a bit of a loss ‘ere. I’m a simple soldier and don’t know much about disease. What do we do now? Talk to Elro? Go to Eiselcross? What do ye all think?”
(GM note: Elro is waiting to find out what happened to Urgon and the others)
"She was beautiful... that's what she was like. When I met her I was fresh out of my studies, young, dashing, and in my finely cut naval officer's uniform. It was at the wedding of a local minor noble. I thought I was invincible. She walked right over to me and told me I needed to apologize to her that moment. Others hushed, thinking I had given some great offense. I was young and too dumb, and thought so too. So I apologized. She laughed at me, in front of everyone. She said I was too dumb to dance with her because I was supposed to defend myself. The apology was a tease, nothing more. But she took an awful disliking to me right then and there. I was dumbfounded. As it happens, she hadn't even known who I was. She just spotted me in the crowd and decided she wanted to play her little mind games with me. Turned out, that was the woman my family had arranged for me to marry. As soon as she knew who I was... many weeks later... she apologized. I thought she had changed her heart, and that she was warming to me. She was so beautiful, and I was so young. Nothing of the sort. She found out my family was connected, and had wealth. She didn't care about me at all." He keeps drinking, more and more. As he does, though his voice slurs, it seems a growing anger within him is staving off drunkenness.
"When the baby was stillborn I was at sea. When I returned no one would talk to me about it, so I confronted my mother, who had been there at the birth. She was so quiet. So shamed. It wasn't even my child, she eventually told me." He stares off for a moment. "No one could prove it, of course. But rumors began to spread, and eventually she filed divorce, claiming I had spread them. She took everything while I was away at sea. She even burned down the home my father had purchased for us as my inheritance. Family heirlooms. Paintings. Precious children's toys for the tikes that would never be. All gone." A tear rolls down his cheek.
"I discharged two years later. My captain wanted me to stay on... but I felt empty all the time. That's what my wife was like."
Gellwin back away from the Doc as he got deeper into his cups and his meandering story, he picked up the wrapped vial and took it outside into the snow to destroy it.
Petros gets up from the table and walks over to Bones. He tries to politely take the ale from him, quietly saying, “Perhaps you should sleep this off.”
Cade listens to the doc’s story with an open mouth. He nods here and there, but does not say a word to disturb Bones. After the tale has ended, Cade eventually shakes his head and mutters. “Sorry to hear that, mate.”
When Petros removes the ale, Cade offers to walk Bones upstairs to his room and does so, if the doc accepts. After that, he goes to sleep himself, figuring that the party cannot make a decision on what to do until Bones sobers up.
(Y'all ready to move on to the next morning? Or is someone going to find Elro tonight?)
(Seems like Bones should sleep it off. I’m fine with waiting until morning.)