So I went from Putting on a Helm to waking up in the back of the wagon. Strange and unsettling, I made my choice to not do it again and not keep it as I have decided to reel in my “Hobby” and focus it in a better direction.
So I wake to a campfire with odd looks about peoples expressions and a sort of awkwardness around Zarek. I know I missed out on something but better not to pry into one’s personal affairs. Beside my is a strange looking ceremonial staff that I instantly realize that it’s got some magical properties and thanked Astrid for it sincerely.
We headed back to Naerwell only to come across a Guard stopping us to warn us that in killing that group controlling the drake the so called “High-King” of himself has demanded that we be turned over to them.
So Sir Timothy said to us he could smuggle us out of town and onto his boat due to leave first thing in the morning if we wanted to. After some discussion among the group we agree and he says he’ll send someone for us once he’s made the arrangements with instructions on what to do.
So myself and Zarek took the wagon after unloading the chest and “deposited” it along with the horses at a nearby farmstead. When we returned Holg and Schurr having their little “Pissing Contest” yet again seeing who got the bigger deer and apparently it was Holg this time. So I took a little bit they had cooked along with a mug of ale courtesy of Guiness.
I’ve taken notice of the simple fact that he is not one really for words. I went back to the roadside using the simple evocation to make myself invisible praying it does not snow. As it begins to I see in the distance a person approaching and quickly decide to this one time to lower my guard and released my evocation.
He handed a piece of parchment and turned around and quickly left. I unrolled it and it was indeed instructions from Sir Timothy on what to do.
I rushed back to the group reading it to them, we made ready to head into the city debating on how to get in unnoticed. While Astrid said she could get them in I have little doubt that either myself or Zarek would require aid in this task.
I once again raised my evocation and went right by the guards unseen. I made my way to Boat and told the Captain that the rest of them will be by shortly and that due to past events we may have a problem with the “High-Kings” guards. A short time later I see the group walking down the dock and asked jokingly what took them so long?
We are told that the first stop in our destination is Gullside. . . oh freaking Olidammara. I hadn’t intended on returning HOME for a long time. Fate though demands I go there now.
I go to sleep uneasily knowing where are headed. As we departed at dawn the “Kings” lackeys were coming our way to bad for them we had already left the dock.