The snow tapers off as you all wearily approach the outer fields outside Mirabar. You see the huge livestock marketplace, mostly empty and a lonely lantern is the only light you see to guide your approach. You finally made it. The events at the haunted cabin still burn in your minds even as your wounds heal.
***
Gerty gasps as fresh air hits her burning lungs, Loran has just dug the last foot of dirt trapping her in her grave. Loran hands the goblets over to Sasha as he explains what the ghost boy told him to do with them. She quickly tosses them into separate graves and you all pitch in to fill the dirt on top of them.
Silvia let’s out a wail of pain and anger and dives back into her own grave, which soon explodes as her headstone shatters in a burst of light. Ghost mom and the kids appear briefly, joy written across their faces as the rise into the air a blink out. The tether Silvia had wrought was broken and the family could finally Rest In Peace….
Luke wipes his brow wearily "Whew...looks like me finally made it...I thought going on adventures would be.....different than what we experienced. How is everyone holdin up?"
The care taker comes out to greet you all and helps you pen the livestock a shows you to the warm bunk house. He informs you the livestock appraiser would be by before noon before he heads back to bed.
Following the events that happened at the cabin, Aaron would try to come to terms with his new reality - bestial power was within him. Nothing like this had ever happened before, and why now?
Along their travels, he would remain relatively silent as his mind raced with questions, searching his memories. Everything was leading back to an answer he wouldn't accept. He wasn't a monster. He was Aaron. Talking with his companions about the events that transpired, he would answer any questions about his transformation with a shake of his head and saying, "I don't know, I'm sorry."
Upon arriving at Mirabar, he would spend the remainder taking care of his livestock before trying to get some sleep.
Luke opens his eyes and sees William's mug staring back at him "Uhhh what a site to see first thing in the mornin. Is it time to sell our stuff Will? Man what a trip"
As you all waken up to the new day, sun is shinning through the windows and you find a simple breakfast of cheese, rolls and thinly sliced ham along with fresh milk waiting for you.
You have about an hour or so until the appraiser is due to arrive. Giving you a little time to groom the animals in need and stack the cheese and other items from the cooperative.
Luke eats his food quickly and sets out to groom his horses that are for sale starting with the studs and moving down the list. Once he is done, he will start moving produce and help the others
Loran wakes up a little late, sleeping like a rock from his nice meal last night. When he finally claws himself out of bed. He quickly makes his way out of his room and to his sheep. More worried than ever after the trip's loss of numbers.
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High Hopes, Low Rolls. Timezone Is EST. Surely THIS one will reach an ending...
The snow tapers off as you all wearily approach the outer fields outside Mirabar. You see the huge livestock marketplace, mostly empty and a lonely lantern is the only light you see to guide your approach. You finally made it. The events at the haunted cabin still burn in your minds even as your wounds heal.
***
Gerty gasps as fresh air hits her burning lungs, Loran has just dug the last foot of dirt trapping her in her grave. Loran hands the goblets over to Sasha as he explains what the ghost boy told him to do with them. She quickly tosses them into separate graves and you all pitch in to fill the dirt on top of them.
Silvia let’s out a wail of pain and anger and dives back into her own grave, which soon explodes as her headstone shatters in a burst of light. Ghost mom and the kids appear briefly, joy written across their faces as the rise into the air a blink out. The tether Silvia had wrought was broken and the family could finally Rest In Peace….
A large sign is visible as you approach, written in Dwarvish and common. “ Welcome to Mirabar “
Luke wipes his brow wearily "Whew...looks like me finally made it...I thought going on adventures would be.....different than what we experienced. How is everyone holdin up?"
The care taker comes out to greet you all and helps you pen the livestock a shows you to the warm bunk house. He informs you the livestock appraiser would be by before noon before he heads back to bed.
you will all take a full rest here.
William sleeps in the next morning. He trusts the others to wake him in time.
Player: Any Good Alignment // DM: Lawful Evil
Following the events that happened at the cabin, Aaron would try to come to terms with his new reality - bestial power was within him. Nothing like this had ever happened before, and why now?
Along their travels, he would remain relatively silent as his mind raced with questions, searching his memories. Everything was leading back to an answer he wouldn't accept. He wasn't a monster. He was Aaron. Talking with his companions about the events that transpired, he would answer any questions about his transformation with a shake of his head and saying, "I don't know, I'm sorry."
Upon arriving at Mirabar, he would spend the remainder taking care of his livestock before trying to get some sleep.
Eventually William awakens.
I'm the first one? No way!
William will wake all the people!
Player: Any Good Alignment // DM: Lawful Evil
Luke opens his eyes and sees William's mug staring back at him "Uhhh what a site to see first thing in the mornin. Is it time to sell our stuff Will? Man what a trip"
As you all waken up to the new day, sun is shinning through the windows and you find a simple breakfast of cheese, rolls and thinly sliced ham along with fresh milk waiting for you.
You have about an hour or so until the appraiser is due to arrive. Giving you a little time to groom the animals in need and stack the cheese and other items from the cooperative.
Luke eats his food quickly and sets out to groom his horses that are for sale starting with the studs and moving down the list. Once he is done, he will start moving produce and help the others
William goes to stack his cheese. (I think we still have to determine which animals died in the woods?)
Player: Any Good Alignment // DM: Lawful Evil
Loran wakes up a little late, sleeping like a rock from his nice meal last night. When he finally claws himself out of bed. He quickly makes his way out of his room and to his sheep.
More worried than ever after the trip's loss of numbers.
High Hopes, Low Rolls. Timezone Is EST.
Surely THIS one will reach an ending...
( yeah, will need to calculate the loss. Since Gert and Sasha are bailing I think we will simplify it a bit)