Homebrew: Totem of Carrowkeel

Approaching you can see with all Brida's pleading all the words are fallen on deaf ears. With the hold person spell fading you an see Brida is frantic to make some sort of peaceful compromise!

Darik will wait until her mother does something.

Brida holds Willow back a the spell begins to dissipates but before she can make a move Aldaryn whips around with her staff and quickly hits her on the head knocking her out! Egraine's crumpled frame lays in the road and Aldaryn looks pleadingly at Brida. 

"I know it's for the best," Brida exclaims grief in her tone speaking to Aldaryn who then points to Egraine with a jabbing finger. "I..I...can try," she adds kneeling down beside her mother and casting remove curse and as she does Egraine's body seems to convulse and then grow stiff before settling back into the dusty road. "We won't know until she's conscious," she adds looking up to Aldaryn now who nods. "We seems to think she was enchanted by something or someone," she explained to the group next as Aldary waves Saarebas over.

Saarebas: Aldaryn's voice inside your head:

 "Please let's gather the horses," Brida calls out in a haggard tone gripping the satchel around her as if it suddenly weights too much. "We will make it to Feirm before daybreak if we don't stop," she adds gesturing to the dim light of a settlement in the horizon ahead. Grabbing the reigns of her own horse that stayed not far away from them, Brida and Aldaryn remount the horse. "I know it's a lot asking to bring her along but please...trust me that she isn't this way...it must be a spell," she adds insistently before urging the horse towards the city beyond.

OOC: Saarebas once again as been intrusted with the prisoner, riding order as usual?

Saarebas will smile at Aldaryn's comment and tell him "Thanks, my friend" He'll then put her on his horse and tie her down so that she won't fall nor be able to easily get off the horse. While he is tying her down he'll turn to Brida and say "I know you think it is some kind of enchantment but, in case it isn't I'd rather be safe than sorry." 

Brida looks sorrowfully at Saarebas but nods in agreement.

Erevan  gets his flute from his backpack. "I truly hope your instincts are correct Brida." As they ride on he'll  play a rapid, one handed melody on the flute to help set a brisk pace with a mood of purpose and accomplishment, guiding the pony with his other hand.  

Saarebas will nod at Willow's suggestion. Lifting her up with ease before getting on the horse himself. "We're almost there everyone. Let's deliver this package."

Darik: "Let us hurry, before we get ambushed again!" Suggesting we go full speed.

Perception: 20

OOC: [ LOL These rolls are killing me :) ]

OOC: light a torch? You don't have darkvision and your dice rolls show it!

The group rides hard for the next 2 hours and make it to the stone wall surrounding Feirm. Coming to the south gatehouse you're stopped by a night guard who calls down from atop a parapet.

"Who goes there," a gruff voice says.

Brida, visibly shaken, calls out. "Rider's from Carrowkeel here for the festival," she answers her tone weak.

"Open the gate," the man on the parapet calls out as the sounds of grinding gears as the iron portculis draws open ahead of the party.

Going into the city you're watch curiously as you entered. Once again Brida doesn't speak as she leads you back to the temple where you first met taking yet another 1/2 hour from the southern edge of the city wall to the center! Once you reach it, a grand Whitestone citadel in the middle of the city, Brida gets off her horse satchel across her body and walks up the steps. Knocking on the front door it takes a moment but a white robed human woman greets her. Brida explains something and the woman looks over at the party before gesturing for all of you to come inside. She then turns for a moment behind her before stepping aside as two acolytes of Chauntea's hurry out to take the horses.

OOC: What's your move? Gnite y'all!

Erevan  dismounts  and follows Brida into the temple, eagerly introducing himself to the priestess: "Hello, I'm Erevan" he says with a low bow. "Might I freshen up for the festival?"

Saarebas will get off his horse and lift Brida's mother off as well. Carrying her bridal style he will take her into the temple and set her down on something soft once inside. Unless otherwise told he will continue to guard to her. 

Darik will dismount and walk into the temple looking for a place to sit.

Darik: " Something to drink please and are we allowed to sleep here or do we need to go to an inn?"

Thanking Saarebas for his unfailing understanding and assistance, Brida then has a group of clerics spirit her mother away. The woman in white introduces herself to the group next, her name is High priestess Duvessa Hyghland. She is an older human woman but her bright eyes and graying blonde hair tell you that once she was a great beauty by human standards.

"Please come, drink, eat, and rest my friends," priestess Hyghland calls out in a soft motherly tone.

She then snaps her fingers and more acolytes dressed in simple green robes appear to guide you to your rooms where you know a bath, drink, and a soft bed await you. The temple is large and from your previous stay you know they have induvidual chambers for sleeping.

Darik will take a goblet of water and go to his room as well passing the food. taking his great sword placing next to his bed and fall into a deep sleep.

OOC: Everyone talking this opportunity to rest?

Yes. Saarebas will take whatever food and drinks are offered. After eating he’ll settle down for bed. Taking a nice long rest.

For Erevan it's  just a snack anda trance but yes.

OOC: [yep deep sleep]

The party takes a much needed and deserved rest and are greeted in the morning by clean robes laid out for them and the fine smell of breakfast wafting down the dormitory hall. There is a distance sound of bells tolling outside the white stone temple and although the nights on the road have been hard, harder than you ever thought they would be, you can't help but feel a sense of accomplishment in a job successfully done!

OOC: Free movement, how would you like to proceed with your morning!

Erevan is looking for someone who can tell him about the festival.  He's wanting to find a place to perform and earn some coin.