“The lions!,” Yalerion says breathlessly. “They did not bother me on the way to Candlekeep, but my time there is done, and not long after I took to the road they…” he looks over his shoulder again, eyes wide. "They very nearly surrounded me. If I were not a practiced rider and my mount, fleet, I would not be speaking with you now, I'm sure of it."
He shudders, but then, inhales deeply, relief that he seems to have evaded them filtering in, adrenaline cycling out. “You’re not… going there now, are you?” Still nervous, but his natural curiosity returning, he forgets his fear for a moment. “What of the gingwatzim? Were you able to... to solve the riddle of their origin??"
Meredith looked somewhat amused, " Well, if you'd like we could go have a chat with the Pride and see why they've decided to expand their menu options.".......though Meredith suspected she already knew.
" The supply is stopped and will not reoccur.", she said cryptically.
Erudisia pulls her horse up short. She looks around for any enemies on his tail, or smoke or omen on the horizon. (Perception: 16, if required)
(There seems to be nothing of note in the immediate area. No smoke or other unusual phenomena to be seen, heard or smelled.)
”If I left them behind, they’ll be on the wide meadows past this hickory wood, perhaps a mile and stretching for three miles.
”I am relieved to hear your news! Relieved and grateful. I return to my room in The House of Knowledge in Neverwinter. If ever you are so far north, you must call on me and I’ll see to it that the temple opens its doors to you and more! Farewell, Scholar’s Shield!”
He presses his hands together in front of him, bowing his head in thanks to each of you before clicking his tongue and setting his mount northward on the highway back the way you came.
“The lions!,” Yalerion says breathlessly. “They did not bother me on the way to Candlekeep, but my time there is done, and not long after I took to the road they…” he looks over his shoulder again, eyes wide. "They very nearly surrounded me. If I were not a practiced rider and my mount, fleet, I would not be speaking with you now, I'm sure of it."
He shudders, but then, inhales deeply, relief that he seems to have evaded them filtering in, adrenaline cycling out. “You’re not… going there now, are you?” Still nervous, but his natural curiosity returning, he forgets his fear for a moment. “What of the gingwatzim? Were you able to... to solve the riddle of their origin??"
DM for Candlekeep Mysteries // Dev Hornd in Curious Critters // Eclipse Faraway in Gallows Dancer
Meredith looked somewhat amused, " Well, if you'd like we could go have a chat with the Pride and see why they've decided to expand their menu options.".......though Meredith suspected she already knew.
" The supply is stopped and will not reoccur.", she said cryptically.
Bell turns and asks Meredith, "Do you really believe they will remember us from the casino?"
(There seems to be nothing of note in the immediate area. No smoke or other unusual phenomena to be seen, heard or smelled.)
”If I left them behind, they’ll be on the wide meadows past this hickory wood, perhaps a mile and stretching for three miles.
”I am relieved to hear your news! Relieved and grateful. I return to my room in The House of Knowledge in Neverwinter. If ever you are so far north, you must call on me and I’ll see to it that the temple opens its doors to you and more! Farewell, Scholar’s Shield!”
He presses his hands together in front of him, bowing his head in thanks to each of you before clicking his tongue and setting his mount northward on the highway back the way you came.
DM for Candlekeep Mysteries // Dev Hornd in Curious Critters // Eclipse Faraway in Gallows Dancer