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Bella slows her horse. Y'all go on ahead. I'll catch up. If one of you wants to wait here with me, feel free, but any more people than that and this won't work. I'll explain later... Bella begins steering her horse towards the farm, while also trying to ascertain if there is anyone home. |
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The last guard Marelith dropped was still barely alive alive when you got to him. The others were all dead.
Bella rides towards a nearby farm. As she gets closer the workers in the fields look at her with big smiles and greet her. |
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Nebel reaches for the wineskin, but hesitates, eyeing it. If it's that hard to refill in this country, better save the wine for emergencies. You won't mind if I keep this with me. Sort of important. He quickly puts the thing into his backpack. And I don't forget I told someone about the zombie trees! Fire showed us the way that time, and it showed that ranger the truth of his forest as well! Without the fire, we might have not had the help we did have. The monk takes out the wooden sign of Kossuth he had hanging beneath his monk robes, Fire tempers all and clears away the brush that makes life unclear. So, if you ever find yourself in a dilemma or a problem, set fire to something. Everything becomes clear and simple after that.
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Bella gives a friendly wave back.
JYA!, Bella shouts as she urges her horse into a fast gallop towards a barn or other outbuilding in sight of the road. |
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Bella waves to the farmers and kicks her horse into a gallop, but somehow fails maintain a firm grip on the reins. She finds herself losing her balance and is suddenly thrown from the back of horse as it runs free. Bella lands hard; smacking her hear on the ground, and having the wind knocked out her.
The farmers Bella waved to drop their tools and rush to Bella's aid. |
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As she loses her grip and begins to tumble, @#*$!!! (thud!) (wheeeeeze) Bella attempts to stand, brushing dirt off her clothes. Still wheezing from having the wind knocked out of her, I. Hate. My. Life. She attempts to wave off the farmers coming towards her while checking her elbows and knees for cuts or scrapes. She'll also attempt to wave off her companions, if they appear concerned. I... meant to do that. Keep going, I'll catch up. |
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Maeven shakes her head and laughs a little at Bella's fall as she moves over to the guard. She contemplates interrogating him but then returns to her horse, Let's go. No doubt we are now guilty enough by association. We need to find what we came for and head out. Any idea how close we are Amoura?
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Hang on, Amoura says in response to Maeven as she concentrates on direction and hopefully distance.
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Once Bella manages to dust herself off, she'll attempt to enlist the help of a couple farmhands in wrangling her horse back under control. Can ye help me please? This darn animal...
Bella tries to strike up a conversation with one of the farmhands. Howdy stranger. Name's Bella. I hail from a part of Duravia not far from here. I am absolutely parched. We've been on the road a long time. Do you think perhaps I could get something to drink while I wait here a minute or two? Bella's eyes wander back to the road after she finishes talking. |
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Amoura senses that the next piece would be towards the mountains and close to them. Beyond that she isn't sure.
The farm workers nod to Bella, and a couple of them run after the horse trying to calm it down. One of the men greets Bella. Hello Bella. Tyr's Blessing be upon you this blessed day. Clearly his grace kept you from injury. Please come inside and rest. We will be happy to share Tyr's bounty with you. I am Dram, and this is my farm. |
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Nebel mutters to himself as he follows the others towards the farm, No booze, no fires . . . this place is hell. He glances up to Radiance, projecting a thought into its mind, Say, you can sense emotions, right? Feed on them and whatnot. What do you make of the villagers over there? Pious and devoted or scared stiff from the threat of punishment for errant beliefs?
He looks a bit concerned, You aren't gonna starve if we just run into meek followers, are you? |
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Vyserion takes possession of one of the guard's horses and mounts up. Should we be off? I don't feel a need to just stand around and wait for the next group of guards to come along.
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Radiance moves closer to Nebel's ear an quietly replies, They all seem sincere and earnest in their belief. And no, I will not starve. I feed on emotions, all emotions. Feelings of serenity and contentment are just. Unpleasant. I suppose like drinking water for you. It gets the basic need covered, but you won't enjoy it.
Dram escorts Bella into the farmhouse. It is good you have returned home. Duravia will need all the pure souls we can muster to withstand the rising of the evil coming from the west. |
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