[L egarerd]
"We join you soon ..." had replied to Legarerd Sharayah
first to let go with others. He had paused for a moment
to observe the figure of the priestess who walked away
drinking another sip of water before returning to where he had
Morgon and left the horses. Hoping that in the meantime had not finished
somewhere ...
... Eventually rejoined the band.
NDG: With or without horses ...
[X enon]
No one had noticed, but after reaching the comrades and seeing his head impaled the Mujin, Xenon was as self-enclosed, deep, staring into space.
could not take my eyes off the face of the monster, as he moved a few steps toward the pike. Stretched out a trembling hand to the auction, then withdrew it suddenly. No one noticed the look of terror the elf, the horror in her eyes. Xenon put her hand to face, and bowed his head, his body began to tremble.
seemed muttering something to himself, but nobody seemed to notice. His hand went to his belt, he stopped for a moment, then snapped to the belt, unbuttoned, and the belt with the ax fell on the ground. Follow closely Elvish, which sank trembling, shortness of breath. One soldier moved towards him, confused and amazed, but to help him when he suddenly drew back frightened.
Fever. Very high. And that could mean many things, some of which are terrible. The soldier walked away quickly, unsure what to do if someone called each other to help or not, but seemed to breathe a sigh of relief at not having to decide when Xenon, propped to help with the weapon, he rose painfully to his feet and followed on the belt. Collection
the weapon, Xenon moved to a wagon (which was nearby, with Noumena), and I dropped in, without saying a word. The carter did not dare breathe a word, but looked around, confused and looking round for someone who could give him directions. The strange elf mumbles phrases mutilated passing from one language to another with ease.
Some sounds were particularly musical, others dry and hard, and some guttural, uncouth, or crackling, sometimes inarticulate sounds simple. Only three words the Carter acknowledged: "crypt" and "soul" in common language, and then a third, in the language of the orcs, cold and angry at the same time, a word that the Carter recalled a story from his childhood played a bard, a word that could only be translated as "relentless vendetta that is consumed over time."
[K runck]
Krunck raised his arm, pointing his hand open palm toward the face of Morgon
"Do not ask ... It has to be sort of a curse ..."
said with what was supposed to be a joke but it can be deduced from the tone a little.
"In any case you have not yet responded to my question ..."
began "You're here to aruolarvi? In that case we should discuss it." and the tone that had always tried to keep the most friendly as possible became dry and sharp and menacing. "
However he had his hands still far dall'impognatura weapons, although it seemed ready to react.
Krunck turned to listen to the halfling and less than one second later, his gaze was directed to Morgon.
his hand was now taken the hilt of the sword, and seemed to control every movement of Morgon and any person arrived in the wake of KHY Trin ... there was movement.
[M Orgon]
"Hey hey ... hurry up with the rations ... no ... no enrollment for that nice maybe your friend forgot to tell you is that we are good people ... dare tell him girl ... ... we do not have faces too beautiful ... especially Fenryr ... oh yes ... and then Xenon sure he is not all that reassuring face with that scar .... Sharayah is perhaps the only one that you save ... and then it goes well, even that did not Neelkamal chiericone of this ascetic face which would have us believe ... is not that reassuring .... oh, yes ... good Mitrok nahhhh nenache Sorcius seems to him .... damn .... effettiavamente At first sight we should not be all that good .... but if we see bad your friend is not here to report this stuff ... do not you think? "
Morgon said in one breath stopped .... .... and breathe ...
[M itrok]
NDG mail
Bella, Marcello!
X MD -> but in the end we realized or not?
[D ungeon M aster]
You'll know when the Carter draws your attention .. and that now that the convoy was again stopped. Of course, those who went to Krunck (as Neelkamal) did not notice anything.
[K runck]
"If the monkey did not return, you'd be dead ..." serious muttered in response, "... my friend ..."
added, leaving the grip on the sword and giving an energetic pat on the shoulder Morgon, probably not painless and advancing a foot forward.
"But your loose tongue has saved you, though we've put a little 'too.
If the Reverend Neelkamal Son is with you .. A expense your shoulder, the hips are. "
sketched a small message with their fingers on the shoulder of Morgon, but with very poor result of rest, but most likely had a bit stressed at the moment 'pain.
Without waiting for an answer turned away from Morgon walking at a brisk pace, although the armor he wore, to KHY Trin, while his eyes looked over the little one hoping to glimpse the figure of the man who was looking for.
NDG
Waiting for the meeting!
[ M Orgon]
Morgon clenched in a smile sforzatissimo tend not to see the pain that had caused the pat on the back ... the man's hands and seemed to iron ... massage ... then that made him bend his back ... and a solitary tear down the left eye, through the cheek to get set in stone at that smile on his lips strained.
then fell to the ground at his feet and disappeared into the soil humic underfoot ...
When the man went away for a little bear's eyes Morgon was lost in the void ... then he came ... and turned himself in expectation of his friends ... he turned and rubbed his shoulder sore ... he pulled out his pipe and tobacco, pressed her going and turned it all ... trying to take a deep breath ... can all benefit from that moment ... so we squeezed in the black coat and sat down on a rock, posing for a little the weight of the backpack that weighed on his shoulders.
[K hy rin T] hin
Little smiled sweetly at Morgon in seeing that single tear furrow the face.
really had to be a boy with a heart of gold to be moved so the idea that two old friends came together for the will of fate when their paths were divided instead!
She put a hand on his arm to do with brotherly love, "Do not worry, do not tell anyone that you have moved ..." said complicity with a wink.
not seemed the least disturbed by the aggressiveness with which Krunck Morgon was ready to attack the news of all those people. He was accustomed to its reactions, even if you do not understand.
She liked the idea that there were all these people coming!
"So Krunck, who's your friend?" asked craning his neck to look better in the group approach, with one eye while watching the pipe Morgon ... What a strange thing!
[D ungeon M aster]
That day the gods were not kind to Morgon.
The shoulder was sore to the touch of Krunck, he was smoking and tobacco became a bitter taste when Morgon noticed that something was missing.
His flute was gone!
NDG
^________^
[M Orgon]
"It is thanks to not say anything ... thanks, I appreciate it," he said with a gentle tone to respond to the words of the little halfling ... and then sliding your hand along the belt noticed.
first said nothing ... but my heart began to beat faster ...
He looked around slowly at first ... to see if there had not fallen in and around ... then more quickly saw that was not there on the ground ... the flute Flynth grandfather ... his grandfather had made him and had given him to his half-elf to become a adult and accepted as such by the community Riflian ... where was he?
quickly put out the pipe ... ...
stood up ... mentally retraced all the way he had done that day ... remembering that he had always at his side. The
faluto of his grandfather ...
A suspect took him a ... I suspect that it went against his trust in the next he met along the way ... looking round for the young halfling ... trying to see if by chance ... had approached him ... was the only ... maybe ... but if this rough warrior when she moves makes so much noise ...
NDG
short, keep an eye on the young new "friend" and see if it behaves according to the road ... then things will act accordingly
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