Forth Into New Perils: Chapter 1, Part 2
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"There is a peculiar pleasure in riding out into the unknown. A pleasure which no second journey on the same trail ever affords."
-Edith Durham
-Edith Durham
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Third Moonday of Falmonan 499 IR
The snows came in the night as every citizen of Brae expected, not the flurries of Fall but the full on pressure of winter snow. In years past the snows have waited until Huntianmonan. The optimists claim that it may ensure spring an earlier return, but there are few optimists when it comes to winter these days and most assume it means a harder, longer cold season. As the soon to be travelers awoke they take notice of the pounding flakes and note that the drifts already appear knee high, they thank whomever they pay homage to that their destination lay not far from Brae. They consider what they learned last night.
The destination is a Cavern to the Northwest, thankfully not far from the road itself but it would be a dim man indeed to not fear the fact it is only reportedly accessible by the waters of Whitelake. There is little concern for much boat traffic on those waters at this time of year but they are known to be choppy and bitterly cold. Gaidon has stated that there is no immediate concern that the Seekers would have found this location but it is possible always to meet them on such tasks and he laid out what he knew about their cult.
Once the piece is secured he wants the party to bring it back to him so he may then lead them and their precious cargo to the secret stronghold of the Protectors of the Door. Once there the group may either continue their work for the Protectors or may go on their way, hopefully to possibly aid in the future if the need arises and they deem it a fitting cause.
For now the group will need to prepare itself for the road ahead, carefully deciding what to take and what to leave at their lodging or, if need be, what to purchase in town if they feel their current supplies to be lacking. An Agreed upon departure time was set for Midday so everyone has until then to prepare. Gaidon is sitting in the common room near the fire if anyone has questions for him, it appears that for the time being there are no others in the room save for a different serving girl, a tired looking innkeeper, and an old looking Tabby cat prowling for scraps.
The destination is a Cavern to the Northwest, thankfully not far from the road itself but it would be a dim man indeed to not fear the fact it is only reportedly accessible by the waters of Whitelake. There is little concern for much boat traffic on those waters at this time of year but they are known to be choppy and bitterly cold. Gaidon has stated that there is no immediate concern that the Seekers would have found this location but it is possible always to meet them on such tasks and he laid out what he knew about their cult.
Once the piece is secured he wants the party to bring it back to him so he may then lead them and their precious cargo to the secret stronghold of the Protectors of the Door. Once there the group may either continue their work for the Protectors or may go on their way, hopefully to possibly aid in the future if the need arises and they deem it a fitting cause.
For now the group will need to prepare itself for the road ahead, carefully deciding what to take and what to leave at their lodging or, if need be, what to purchase in town if they feel their current supplies to be lacking. An Agreed upon departure time was set for Midday so everyone has until then to prepare. Gaidon is sitting in the common room near the fire if anyone has questions for him, it appears that for the time being there are no others in the room save for a different serving girl, a tired looking innkeeper, and an old looking Tabby cat prowling for scraps.
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