Kelewen

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Kamri slowly pulled back the bandages covering the wound on Rooks leg and resisted the urge to grimace. She'd learned pretty fast that showing emotion while tending to someone wasn't necessarily always the best thing. The wound was pretty deep and as she pulled the solid bandage away fresh blood seeped from the gash. Quickly Kamri pulled the pan of water from the fire and began to clean the wound.

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As she finished cleaning the wound she held a clean bandage to it to staunch the bleeding and reached for her needle and thread. "I have to sew you up Rook, I have a Salve for numbing but there isn't much left. Do you want it or not?"

@Meep

As Kamri re-cleaned the 3 day old wound, Rook sucked in a sharp breath and her hands clenched into fists. She did her best to concentrate on the conversation about the ruins and about the Trickster, but still flinched frequently as Kamri worked.

Shades! Yes, I want the salve!, she thought to herself, but instead shook her head. "You can save it." The ranger reached out and rested a shaky hand on Kan's arm, perhaps hoping to borrow some of his strength for a short time.

"Wouldn't this Trickster be long dead by now... if he's one and same as 'The Raven?'" she asked before Kamri started stitching.

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Letha's heart leapt into her throat when she saw Peyton dragged into the Waterfront. "Let him go!" she yelled, starting forward with the only thought being to get to her son, to protect him from these monsters. But one of her fellow townsfolk grabbed her shoulder to stay her. "Don't be rash, Letha," the man cautioned softly, then he looked at Vatikar, barely heeding old Ragnar moving through the crowd. "No one's rushing off," he said, trying to diffuse the situation, "we'll do what we can to help find the criminal."

And Letha felt tears come, unbidden, to her eyes, feeling as if she would have to betray the Revolt to save her son.

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*creeps back in after 9 month hiatus*

All, my apologies for falling off the face of the earth. I just re-read this thread it had a lot of really good things going and a lot of fantastic RP. Anyone interested in picking it back up?

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"What do you think we've gotta do with these?" Lucy added. "Maybe we have to find the one that matches the outline?" she suggested hopefully, but without much confidence in the idea. "But then what would we do with the weights?"

A bit stumped, she took a step back and snapped a photo of the group and the puzzle. "For Facebook..." she said with a grin. Then added "don't worry! I won't tag anyone unless they want me to."

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"Peyton, take the children inside," Letha said to a boy of about 12, the oldest of the half dozen children that had been helping her turn over the garden. "Do not come out until I tell you it's safe." There was a harsh tone to her normally soft voice and Peyton only hesitated for a moment before gathering up the younger children and ushering them back inside.

Through long habit and practice of being Ian Zula's eyes and ears here in Grayweald, she counted the armed men, took note of the blonde elven woman with shackled feet, and listened intently to what this Vatikar had to say.

An escaped prisoner? No news of such had reached her yet, but she couldn't help immediately suspect it was one of Zula's lot. That elf's now, she reminded herself bitterly. Rumors surrounded Thaliar, some of which made him seem nearly as dangerous as Lord Octa himself. She'd judge for herself when she met him. Dane and Kan spoke well enough of him, which was enough of an endorsement to satisfy her.

She allowed herself to be caught up with the crowd of mostly men as they headed inside the tavern, wanting to witness first hand whatever happened inside.

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"Could be," Dane said noncommittally to Thaliar's theory of the raven being the thief that had tried to steal something from Burren. "I'd say if there's a chance of finding something to counter Octa there, we've gotta try it. Sure'd be nice to turn the tide a bit," he said, looking around at their rather pitiful make-shift camp.

When Thaliar's attention turned toward the bound young soldier, Dane stood and hauled Edwin's unconscious form into a sitting position, waiting for him to wake up while Rook glared from her spot on the other side of the small fire.

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@KelewenThat's quite alright, we're still here so ^^ Looking forward to what the prisoner will have to say.

@ONL

I figured that would be up to @EricWald!

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Congratz! What's the new job?

@EricWald

Thanks! I'm doing computer programming work for clinical trials. There's all kind of research terminology and medical terminology to learn. Plus a mountain of FDA regulations.

But! At least they gave a me a nice shiny new MacBook Pro to use! Complete with magic mouse! <--- Kelewen might be a nerd in real life.

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Sorry for being a bit slow recently! I started a new job and just am a bit mentally overwhelmed with the amount of stuff to learn. I'll try to get in a post soon!

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At Kamri's urging, Rook removed her right boot and rolled up her torn pant leg so the werebeast could tend the wound. It was 3 days old now and still throbbing and slowly oozing blood through the bandage Lord Octa's men had put on it. "How bad is it?" she asked, steeling herself in preparation for Kamri's ministrations. She almost missed what Kan was saying, but her attention riveted on him now.

She stared wordlessly at her large warrior friend hugging his knees, his demeanor unlike anything she had ever witnessed from him. She didn't think he was scared of anything, but if he was scared of this place...

It seemed the whole group was silent for a few long moments as the flames jumped high. Rook broke the silence as they died back down.

"Do we have another course of action then?"

Escape Ardwill Asylum

Lucy gave the huge dog a small pat at first, then a scratch on the neck once the dog decided they were friends. "She's nice. Sit down, beautiful, lemme take your picture."

*Snap*

She then snapped another quick photo of the pictures that Maya had pointed out, puzzling them over at the same time Nate was. She was still trying to figure out how the images were related to each other when Nate seemed to figure out the pattern. "Ah! You must be right!" she said excitedly, now looking around for what they were supposed to do with the word. Her nervousness was gone now, no reason to suspect this wasn't exactly what it seemed to be: a harmless escape room.

Directly across the hall from the pictures was an old scratched table with an odd object upon it. "I bet it goes here!"



And sure enough, the cryptex opened when she put in the word "psycho". And out floated a slip of paper:

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Well... now I'm dying to know if Kan has ever heard of these ruins! @EricWald (If not, maybe half the battle is finding those answers!)

Knowing is half the battle