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Mundanity Ria hears Kaeleigh's suggestion. "Make camp and prepare your stew. While you do, I will explore within sight of this place and confirm that we are safe " She then moves away from the group in a spiral moving slowly and watching around her as she does. Whenever she finds something, she looks at it carefully and if it is of interest places it into her backpack.Rampart moves with her and continues to scan the surroundings when she is looking at any objects she finds.


 


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As Ria scouts she notes that webs still exist, but the inhabitants seem to be more normal in size. The largest spider she sees is perhaps the size of a fist while many parts of the walls in the caverns now grow various forms of fungi. The rocks above some paths sparkle with bright magical lights powered again by the totality of magic that passed here. Beyond that and some other cave dwellers there is little danger at all though certainly a great deal of lost history.

The only mar in this all is a brief feeling that she’s being watched, a turn of her head and she sees a flutter of bat like wings as they fly away. Someone or something saw what happened here and is assuredly going to report back to their commander. Forces gather to the south and southeast preparing to crush the good people of Mistvale and any who ally with them.




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Somewhere between the cave entrance that lead to the Dwarven underground town, and home, Kae gathered fallen branches and twigs. Accepting help from anyone who did not high-tail it to the local tavern, she dug into the earth, used whatever stones she could use to ring a proper fire pit and focused on getting a suitable blaze started. Removing rations of salted meat, fresh herbs, and wild tubers - finger-thick yellow roots and chunky white-centered yams - the Huntress-turned-Chef filled a pot that she carried on the back of her pack. With a forked branch pounded into the ground, and another narrower branch that she notched, she lowered the pot to the flames, tied it off, and added a touch more water to the stew.

"If you want to go to the tavern in the village, Cara and Arachne, I have coin for you. I'd like to share my meal with Ash's spirit, out here under the stars. You are welcome to join me, of course. It will be delicious with the herbs I gathered earlier while training the villagers on edible plants." Kae said in a solemn tone as she crouched by the fire with a ladle in hand. It took her a moment to remember her words, and removed a soft doeskin pouch, holding it out to the young ladies. "Wizard Bran, Lady Siannodel, Sir Ness the Brave, and the others will be there for you if there are any problems. I promise to join you in the village before it draws late. Prosperina, one of our new friends, is probably around, playing music or singing. I also promise that I will do my best to respect your wishes and to protect you…though I believe you are doing a better job at defending yourselves than I ever could. Wizardess Cara, you saved me a number of times….and I owe you much. Please consider my words." She jingles the coin purse again. "If there is a room at the Inn, please …get one that is comfortable. Find some warm bread and treat yourself to honey along with your supper."

Once the 19 to cook!richly flavored stew with tender meat, small onions, and hearty root vegetables has cooked, Kae will scoop out a ladle's worth into a wood bowl and place it next to her by the fire, whispering a prayer to Ash hoping that he and his family are well, and letting him know he will not be forgotten.
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After blearily clambering back up to the upper levels of the cavern, torch-in-hand, Ness gives a rough report of the goings on down below to the leeches, and any dwarves he sees along the way: "We won."

But, in front of the leech pool, a sly glimmer returns to the old goat’s eye. "I have composed an epic ballad expounding on the decisive battle, created especially for the hirudinean sensibility. Any care to climb aboard, to experience it first hand, as I sing?" Ness extends an arm in invitation before launching into his completely improvised performance.

It’s not his strongest effort, but the old bard has some serious chops, and even his noodling and rambling sound pretty good. After the song is complete, Ness capitalizes on the minor reality-altering powers of any leeches that may have taken up his offer to wish fervently to find a bottle of whiskey (his secret aim and true purpose the entire time).




Above ground, Ness makes straight for his hovel. He thinks he’s going to flop down for a nap immediately, but instead he fusses about with his potato patch until Timmy rises, ready for the night’s work. Out of a sense of guilt, he accompanies his former apprentice on the rounds – although he uses a lot more magic (and a lot less back-straining labor) than he used to for getting the job done.

He really meant to finish the whole job with Timmy. But, out of the corner of his eye, he spied the twinkling light of a willow-the-wisp in the nearby wood and heard an alluring laugh. "Ah . . . Timmy . . . you certainly appear to have things well in hand now. I’m worried I may only be getting in the way. . . . Ah what’s that? I just received an urgent message in fairy-speech that there is something in the magical forest that needs attending right away! Drat! I really hate to leave a job half-done, but it seems my hands are tied. Oh well, what can you do?"

Ness plods off with feigned resignation until he is sure he is obscured by the trees. Then he leaps and clicks his cloven hooves together and sings a mischievous whisper: "Now where are you hiding my pretty? I’ll find you!"




Between drinking anything he can get his hands on, and carousing all night with the fey spirits, Ness wakes up quite late the next morning. "Gah!" Ness curses the brightness of the sun as he elbows himself up to regard whatever forest glen he has woken up in this time.

"Well, I suppose it’s time to find the Mist Guard and greet whatever grand adventure next awaits us."

 

 

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Mundanity Ria follows the others up to the surface and sees that most are heading for the village while Kaeleigh is setting up camp in the woods. Meeting a Goddess of the Stars has had a profound effect on her, and she stands quietly before walking over to Kaeleigh's fire. She watches her at work, then finds herself a seat on a log near the fire. When Kaeleigh is settled by the fire, she grins. "Two elves sat under the stars and moon, and followers of the Goddesses of both. This must have been how things were in the past, before the Blood King, and this must be what we work for for the future."

She sits quietly looking up at the sky and quietly praying for guidance on how the Mist Guard should move forwards. She considers the men at the Fort with Stenly, the party that headed south across the Lake, and what this group should do next. The threat to the South-East persists. She decides that she needs to see the Council in the morning and decide what should happen next.




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Cara found her attention starting to drift as the adrenaline from the encounter was wearing off, despite the uncomfortable rocks pressing into her back as she lay on the cold stone floor of the temple, the fatigue and strength sapping cold venom in her veins were winning their fight against her consciousness and she was slowly drifting off to sleep until she felt a strong hand clasp itself around her wrist and she was being pulled to her feet.

"Up ya go, my brave guardian"

Once more her mind was clawing and fighting to regain control of her failing body as she was pulled to her feet easily by the slender Elven huntress, muscles trained to draw back her powerful hunting bow handling the tiny slender students light frame as easily as if she was another arrow plucked from her quiver. Cara felt the solid cool arm of Irennan slide around her back and shoulder to help her stand once she was on her feet and the girl managed to mumble a weak "Thank you" to both as her eyes seemed to refocus and fixate on the small ghostly spiders which now danced and weaved elegant patterns across Kaeleigh's clothing and quiver, the images helping the girl stay awake

"Ohh..they are so pretty"

Moments later, Arachne once more appeared by her side and once more her hand rested on the girls shoulder as it had not long before, although this time it lingered longer and didn't seek to push her back down to rest. Although she hadn't been there during the events which brought Cara to her knees, Arachne appeared to know what had happened anyway, that seemingly supernatural knack of just knowing things even stronger now that Villse had re-entered the world. once more her hand sparkled and shone, although not as brightly as before and pulses of warmth flowed from her hand into Cara's body, chasing the cold sapping venom from her in waves of healing light until Cara felt her strength returning and she was able to stand unaided again, still weary and now with a searing pain pulsing from the bites in her shoulder she could feel with the numbness gone but she was more awake and aware of her surroundings.

Irennan's fingers pressed into her side, getting her attention and as she glanced over at her mentor, her voice was soft and quiet but enough for those close by to hear her correcting her students manners with a simple reminder

"Lady Arachne"

Once more, that perpetual blush returned to the girls face, made even more noticeable now as she was so pale from her recent encounter, hiding her face for a moment, Cara composes herself and lifts her head, giving Arachne her very best formal bow and a smile

"Lady Arachne, You have my gratitude for your aid, it is an honour to meet you and if there is every anything i can do to repay your kindness, please ask it of me"

Cara was at a loss for the moment at what to do next, she watched as the Lady Siannodel and her Companion Rampart began scouting and examining their surroundings and she longed to join her and cast her eyes over the murals and etchings that still remained on the temple walls but even with Arachne's healing touch she was still weak and at Kaeleigh's mention of making camp, and more specifically food, Cara's stomach made the decision for her with a very loud and not at all subtle declaration of her choice.


After Lady Ria's search of the temple and the surrounding area, and her declaration that it was safe, well as safe as an ancient underground temple in Drider territory could be, the group were heading back to the surface and Cara was going with them, if reluctantly. She had been conflicted, a chance to explore and study an ancient temple thought lost for millennia was her dream, but to see the sky again over her head? she hadn't realised just how much she had missed it until she had seen the moon. It had taken Irennan reminding her that although they had cleared out the demonic influence in the temple, there was likely still a drider presence in the area and they had no way of knowing how they would react to her staying behind in their temple.

She had offered to stay behind and study the temple for her and see if it was safe for her to return at a later time to study it. Cara knew she could easily summon Irennan back again if she needed too, all she needed was a new body for her friend and mentor to inhabit, and until she did Irennan would continue to exist in the statue she did now, but the thought of leaving the under mountain without her was still hard for her to accept and there were more tears before they parted and Cara followed Kaeleigh and Ria out of the mountain.

Cara had been excited to see the sky again, the stars and the moon and feel the wind on her face but as she approached the open cave mouth they were using to leave the mountain, She had started to panic, a sense of apprehension growing as the walls that had surrounded her for so long, started to grow further and further apart, she hadn't realised how much she had relied on the sense of comfort and protection they had given her, despite the call the valley was giving her Cara faltered at the lip of the Cave, her feet rooted to the ground as she struggled to control her breathing and take that final step. To Finally step back onto the surface.

If the others had noticed the girls panic they gave no sign of it and let her follow in her own time, not rushing her as they talked amongst themselves, Lady Siannodel and Kaeleigh announcing they were planning to stay in the wilds for the night before returning to the village with the others, suggesting that Arachne and Cara head to the village and get a meal and a room at the Inn, even offering the girls the coin to do so.

Snow had liked the sound of that and poked her head out of Cara's shirt to nudge and encourage her to take up the offer. Her lazy pampered Familiar making it very clear she wanted to nestle up in a proper bed and be fed and spoiled as was right for such a magnificent regal creature such as herself. Cara couldn't help a small laugh escaping at Snow's antics. She didn't feel ready yet to enter this strange new village at the other side of the mountain, especially considering what Ria had said about her having to answer to the Council for her involvement with the North River Academy but Snow's words and actions helped her overcome her hesitation to step back outside and she asked if she could stay with Kaeleigh at the camp with them, offering to help with the meal by making a a Peanut butter like paste made from toasted hulled sesame seeds, oil and saltTahini Sauce to go with the Yam's Kaeleigh was preparing

She was still drained from the fight with the Demon Spider and her Abominations, and would need to tend to her shoulder but for now the wound had stopped bleeding and could wait till the morning, she didn't feel right using the Healing Wand on herself but after a good sleep to replenish her more powerful magics she could deal with it herself. For now though she felt recovered enough to use some of her more petty and lesser magics to help with the camp and the meal. Cara had a love for small tricks and quirky uses of magic and it helped to ground her as she worked her charms on the camp. Unseen hands gathering suitable rocks to help ring the fire the huntress was building, little charms to coax the fire into catching and banking faster after Kaeleigh had brought the spark to flame.

Feeling playful, Cara even tweaked the fire into the shape of little foxes dancing around the logs as she sat beside the fire and pulled her Herbal Bag from the small pouch at her side, like the Book she had retrieved previously, the tightly rolled and packed Bag seemed bigger than the small pouch at her side. Taking her Staff, Cara gently blew across the tip of it, the wooded carving at the end cracking open like the petals of a flower and from within it Cara plucked a small seed out of the wood. Making a hole in the ground with the end of her staff, Cara dropped the seed in along with a splash of water and covered it over with her hand, keeping it there as she whispered a small charm, a soft green light glowing beneath her palm and as she pulled her hand away, a small purplish bell-shaped flower was growing from the ground, Sesame FlowerA Benne Flower.

Giving it a few moments to grow fully under her magic, Cara extracted the seeds from the new flower and began to grind them up in the Mortar she retrieved from her Herbal Kit, adding some salt and some kind of oil from a small vial she already had, mixing and grinding the ingredients together to create the earthy, creamy textured spread. As she worked, Cara watched Kaeleigh with fascination, The sauce she had just made was about the limit of her culinary skills and she only managed that because it was a dish she had prepared many times before with her mother growing up, a staple of Jaleer cooking, but She was definitely not the expert cook that the huntress was, especially without a fully equipped kitchen to work with, Cara had a lot to learn about "roughing it" still.

The meal prepared, Cara accepted her share but despite Snow's insistence that they both eat, she waited as Kaeleigh set a bowl aside and said a prayer to Ash's Spirit. She didn't know who Ash was but she was always willing to give respect to the spirits she was so familiar with and she realised that this wasn't the first time she had heard the group mention the name, and even she had seen the looks that crossed their faces when it was mentioned, clearing Ash was someone they had known and apparently lost recently so Cara sat quietly and waited for the others to start eating before she did, sharing her meal with Snow and resting by the fire, enjoying its warmth as the others talked and discussed what they would do in the morning.

Cara had her own plans of course, somehow she would need to find a way back across the mountains so she could return home but she had promised the Lady Siannodel that she would speak to the Council and she needed to somehow repay these people for saving her under the mountain. She would need to find a new body for Irennan as well, something a bit more suitable for travelling than a stone Elf statue. She wondered if the village had a skilled stonemason or wood carver there, perhaps she could commission a new statue for her friend instead of relying on what she could find, a small smile grew on her face as she considered the idea of having a Wooden Dog walking by her side as she returned home. She would need to replace her Aide Wands as well


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Arachne took a moment to blush, hard to tell on the onyx cheeks, "I'm just Arachne, an orphan girl from Silverlake. Before the Vampires came, I would look at all the lights of the city and dream about the spinner of fate. Then, the world changed, I changed becoming an elf like those two and yet different. I started to hear her suggestions and tried to hep Mr. Ash, hoping he might be a father to me, but that was not my thread. In another world, in a distant web, I imagine me and his daughter growing up together like sisters."

She shrugs, "Now, I guess the dwarves will want me to stay. I'll teach them about Vilse, about how darkness can be good. I'll be safe and cared for here; while you and the others go out and save the world, or at least our one little valley in the mist." She says goodby as everyone leaves and heads back down to begin setting up a new temple with some help from dwarves and strange telepathic leeches.


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You are enjoying the night air and the delicious food when a dragonborn man arrives. He is a bit short for a Dragonborn under six foot by an inch or two, with red scales and yellow catlike eyes while his jaw that looks more for ripping apart deer than talking. He's wearing an old breast plate that has been crudely painted over to prevent rust and has a huge two-handed sword on his back, ready to be freed with a tug at the ropes securing it as there's literally no way he could draw that thing. He and bows to Ria. "General Siannodel, Private Swift here, I've been dispatched by Commander Bell Thorn. I am to deliver this letter and await your response."



He hands a sealed scroll to Ria. Within is the following missive.
General Siannodel, work continues to proceed at the Mistvale Fort. I have been sending scouting parties three days along the trail and so far, we have yet to note any troop movements coming from that direction. Some of this may be due to a certain giant that appeared and was given leave to settle in the nearby mountains.

We have had a few skirmishes with small dragon looking or lizard like creatures that some people have taken to calling Kobolds. The Goblin tribe to the North has also been having issues with them as well and I hesitate to even write the word the Goblins use for these creatures. Whatever they actually are they are little menaces, though quickly routed by superior numbers.

In addition to the Kobolds, while we have not seen large troop movements, a small band was able to bypass the fort. I am not sure what exactly a group of less than six might be doing headed towards Mistvale itself, but if they could get these Kobolds into some semblance or order then I cannot perceive that it would be anything good.

In addition to your thoughts on this situation I would like your input on our next work project:
1) A group of dwarves feel that we could build stone walls from the nearby mountain. There is an ancient quarry nearby that could be started again. If we manned the quarry we could potentially have stone walls within a few months.
2) A group of gnomes have found that by combining bat guano with other substances they can make large explosives. They suggest we focus on creating a siege engine that uses this explosive to propel things at high speed towards anyone who might attack the fort. Again if we set some men on this task it could be completed within a few months.
3) A few of our newest recruits found that this fort is on the remains of an older fort. They found plans and details of a library filled with ancient books. We could dig out the old fort in the hope that something from the ancient times is still there and might be of use to us. I could set a team on this task and complete it in a few months.

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Mundanity When the Dragonborn soldier arrives and treats her like his commander, Ria looks uncomfortable. Somehow, her position as Commander of the Mist Guard has grown during her time in the mine and she is ca;;ed 'General'. She is still 'Ardin's Girl' in her head, though something in her blood makes her nod her head to Swift in response to his bow. she takes the letter and reads it out to all present.

"It seems that our enemy has sent a party to stir up the kobolds we encountered before. We must go to the aid of the goblins by finding and destroying the agitators. We can then either bring the kobolds into our confederation or drive them away from Mistvale. I also think that knowledge is vital for us and, whilst all three of these tasks are important, the first should be to uncover the old fort and try to discover the knowledge it may contain.That may make building stone walls easier as it will uncover the foundations of the old walls, and also help with the other project."

She looks at Kaeleigh and Cara. "It is my decision, but do you have any thoughts to share? I would hear your views if you care to share them with me.".




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Ness has almost completely recovered from his hangover by the time evening meal is served at the inn. He’s relaxing in a chair near the fire, idly experimenting with a couple new verses to the old folk song “Light in the Mist” when the dragonborn herald arrives from Mistvale Fort.

The old bard quiets his playing and pleasantly saunters over to Ria Siannodel’s table to overhear the report. He let’s out a low whistle as Private Swift finishes. These kobolds sound like trouble. What if they got into my potato patch?

"An urgent missive to the famous general well-delivered, Private Swift!" Ness hands the burly dragonborn a frothing mug of ale. "I believe you’ll be needing this, now."

Sitting at the table himself, Ness addresses Ria. "I couldn’t help but overhear your soldier’s declarations, commander. And I know I’ve never been officially deputized into the Mistguard myself, but would you mind if I tag along with the party set out to intercept these agents of Lord Silverlake’s? It sounds like a jolly good time, and I’ve always had a passion for meeting new and interesting people.

As for your prioritization of unearthing old ruins, I couldn’t agree more. In particular, the idea of gnomish explosives has me concerned . . . I would advise finding every excuse to delay that enterprise . . . indefinitely, if possible. . . "


Turning his attention back to the now alcoholically served Private Swift, Ness ventures a question. "These six agents that snuck past our fortifications, what can you tell us about them, soldier?"

 

 

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"Arachne, we'll always support you. Try not to stay underground all of the time. The stars, the moon….fresh air is needed. Maybe a Temple can be built above the caves, reaching toward the sky. Just…Arachne, if I had a door, it would always be open for you. I will return for your guidance, of course." Kaeleigh smiled at the young priestess; adoration in her normally serious gaze.

Once the Vilse's finest is gone, Kae settled down with her stew once everyone had a bowlful of flavorful goodness under the stars, before the glow of the modest fire. As the Dragonborn approached, she stood out of habit, though did not reach for a weapon when the formalities were expressed and the scroll handed over to Ria. A brow raised in surprise at the title of 'General'. How far they have come, and in such a short period of time. Soon the winter will roll in and they must be prepared, and they must protect those who depend on them now. It is a strange position to be in, but one the Huntress is enjoying if it involves eating around a fire outdoors. Attentively, she listened to what Ria had to say, and watched those who were also considering her words and questions.

"With seasons changing, additional allies who will need food and supplies, and enemies known and unknown who will surely try to raid our villages….I see not only a great importance in digging up whatever knowledge may be below the new Fort, but to assist the Dwarves with securing the stone for walls. With these kobolds about, and possibly more than giant rat-wolves, walls around grain and food storage, and even vitals areas of new Silverlake until they start to expand come Spring… Towers would be ideal. Yes, I believe the quarry needs to be checked and secured for the Dwarves to work. Maybe good magic is below the Fort for different sources of defense, ideally speaking." Kae scooped up a gravy'd chunk of meat and dredged it through the tahini sauce that Cara crafted from literal scratch. "You amaze me, Cara. You grew this, crafted this treat…it's very tasty and enjoyable. I've never had anything like it before. You're very gifted."

Instead of gesturing with her spoon, which was what she normally would have done, but with the current company, she simply ate like a civilized Wood Elf. The spirit spiders, as white as the moonlight, nestled in her dark hair, tinted an emerald green. Unreal threads of webbing gave her a veil that draped down to her shoulders. Foxes snoozed around the log at her feet. The Huntress glowed with a smile at the fire foxes that the young Wizardess summoned and controlled with an ease she had never seen before. Bran had his illusions, that of which were very impressive. But here she watched actual fire being manipulated, woven, as though the creatures were always in the fire and Cara was easily coaxing them out of flames like a forgotten story remembered by a grandparent. This display of wizardry delighted her, and it showed in how mesmerized she was.

"We haven't been in contact with Arthur or anyone from his group for too long. I'll use the stone now to let them know we are still alive and require their assistance." Kae dipped her hand into her pocket and pulled out the smooth stone. Polishing it on her trousered leg, she then started to speak at it after a moment to gather her thoughts in an orderly manner. "Mines cleared. Exploring ruins and books found under Fort. Small dragon creatures harassing Goblins; sneaking toward Mistvale. Assistance requested. Reviving mountain quarry for building. Status?" She half shrugged with a partial grin after she finished her message that was somewhat haltingly said. Sitting back down on the log, she said. "Perhaps we should go to the tavern and find everyone else and explain the situation so we can be prepared to move out. Ness is probably healing, singing and having a grand ol' time while he waits for sleep to come or us to update him on news."

Kae looked at Ria and especially at Cara apologetically. "With news of Kobolds, and our need to heal and rest from such a day, let us pack up camp and head into town. I believe our new friend, Cara, deserves at least one night of sleep with a full belly, not needing to worry about …anything." The Wood Elf looked disappointed, but she was a practical person, all in all. It only made sense to avoid being surrounded by Kobolds who would probably want not only their food, but all of their supplies. And what if they had a taste for Elf and Human flesh? No, Kae will pay for a room at the Inn for Cara. "Do you want me to go fetch your statue and carry her along on my back? We can wrap her in the tent for easy transport."

As soon as they were able, the Huntress packed everything up, covered the fire in dirt and stone as she strapped the still-hot iron pot for carrying. Once she reached the Tavern-Inn, she greeted Ness with a smile and said. "Maybe after business is decided, we can sit in for one round of song. I have my flute and would enjoy one song before bed. What do you two say?"
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Sitting beneath the stars, beside the campfire, belly full of hot food and warm and content was a new experience for Cara. Really she had only known Kaeleigh and Ria for such a short time, barely a day and her initial meeting with Lady Siannodel had not been the friendliest but she felt safe for the first time in a long time and was happy to sit in silence as they talked and made plans, looking up she idly watched the stars for the first time in a long time and picked out the constellations she recognised, muttering their names under her breath when she saw one.

Feeling Snow slip off her lap, she looked down to see her usually very lazy familiar moving amongst the bowls of food resting on the ground after the meal, helping herself to left overs, she chuckled as she got up and collected the bowls of course she moves for food, should have known. Gathering the bowls and cutlery before Snow could eat even more, Cara stepped towards the small stream close by their camp

"You cooked, let me wash up. I can make us a bath if you would like too?" she commented almost as an after thought. It was a trick she had used on her journey to the mountain a time or two but she hadn't been able to perform it while under the mountain. Her magics had only a limited effect on solid rock and stone but now she was back on the surface it had occurred to her that she could manipulate the soft dirt beside the river into making a separate bathing pool for them and heat it with her magic.

Cara had finished washing and drying up the bowls and was about to start on a bathing pool when she heard the sound of footsteps approaching the camp, whoever it was hadn't made any effort to mask their approach, which could be a good thing but after her time in the mountain and Arachne's mention of Vampires she wasn't willing to take that chance and small flames danced on her fingertips as she rushed back to the camp in time to see a dragon stepping onto the light of the fire and greet Lady Ria, although he called her General and he was more a short dragon-man more than an actual dragon.

The flames in her hands died as she stood at the edge of camp and watched the man with fascination, she had never seen a Dragonborn before in person, though she had read about them in passing as part of her studies. Since the return of the old magics she had heard rumours of more and more unusual creatures returning to the world but the God-king, and the academy in general, had very elitist, and prejudiced views on none humans and looked on those changed by the mountains fall with disdain. Luckily Cara's own more exotic origins in Jaleer had given her a more tolerant attitude towards those who were different.

As the man moved closer to the group and made his introduction and explained why he was there, Cara realised that although he was shorter than she expected a Dragonborn to be, he still towered over her and he was more impressively muscled than she had expected, clearly more than strong enough to wield the immense sword hanging at his back, she didnt want to get close enough to find out but she wouldn't be surprised if even his sword was taller Pommel to Tip than she was.

His scales were a rich deep red, a beautiful colour Cara thought as she took in the man, though she did wonder momentarily how Lady Siannodel would react to the colouring of the figure, she had certainly not taking a liking to Cara's robes which had originally been a similar colour, but at the mans greeting it was clear that this "Private Swift" was one of her troops so she wasn't too surprised when the lady's Moonblade didn't leave its sheath at his surprise appearance. Cara found herself staring at the man's hypnotic golden eyes as he handed the "general" his missive and waited for her response, standing at attention like a professional soldier, although his gaze did flicker briefly to Cara's own curious one and brought a flush of colour to the girls cheeks as she quickly looked away, trying to look busy putting the bowls away.

A plan which might have worked if Snow hadn't decided to take that moment to "mist" herself onto the Dragonborn's shoulder and nuzzle up to the man, with a contented sigh. If the Soldier was surprised by the appearance of the little white snake he didn't give any indication and didn't react or dislodge the snake as it curled up against him and it was Cara who squeals and glowed an even deeper shade of Red at her familiars antics

"SNOW! Stop that!"

Cara was torn what to do, she wanted to snatch her snake back from the man's shoulder but she was too embarrassed to get closer, She should have dismissed Snow herself, dissolving her to mist and mana until later but she knew Snow hated when she did that and as embarrassed as she was, Cara thought she understand why she was acting that way. Despite their appearance as Reptiles, the Vayemniri were not actually reptiles and were not cold blooded, in fact they often had a higher internal body temperature than humans and were hot to the touch. To Snow, Private Swift was like an immense walking Hot Sunning Rock just begging to be curled up on so that's exactly what she did, the fact that it also embarrassed her mistress and made the little snake smile was just an added bonus as far as Snow was concerned.

"I'm so sorry Mr Swift, she doesn't normally do that, she wont bite i promise. Just push her away if shes bothering you, i'm sorry, can i get you something to eat after your journey? did you come a long way? did you fly? can you fly? I heard some of the Ash-Marked ones can fly. is it true?"

As was her nature, as the others were aware already, when given the chance, Cara could ramble and let her thoughts get the better of her, what had started out as an apology, in the common tongue, had turned into a barrage of questions in Glav, the Dragonic tongue. Luckily Lady Ria was a quick reader and after glancing over the missive, read it out again aloud for the rest of the group around the campfire, halting Cara's questions and pulling her focus back to Lady Ria as she spoke, Cara took the chance to bite her lip and look to the ground, trying to control the fierce blush on her cheeks at her reaction to the tall, very muscled Dragon-Man beside her.

Her eyes were brought snapping back up, wide open in surprise when Lady Ria asked for her opinion on the matters discussed within the note. She was for once too stunned to speak, no one had ever asked for her opinion before, most certainly not on something as important as the operation of a military fortification and the defence of a garrison and town. It simply wasn't her place to say, although given the options presented in the missive and her own preferences she knew which one she would have chosen as a priority. It seemed that Lady Ria agreed with her unspoken thoughts and after a moment of consideration Lady Kaeleigh echoed the Generals thoughts as well and then brought Cara's blush back in full force giving her a compliment about her mediocre cooking skills before turning her attention to the fire and the tiny foxes still playing there while Cara tried to gather her thoughts about what she had just heard, keenly aware Lady Ria was still looking at her, waiting for her opinion.

"Giant Rat-Wolves? how..how big are we talking when you say giant? oh..yes.. sorry..um..Library..i mean..sorry" Cara's voice was meek and rambling for a moment as she glanced over at the Stoic Silent Private Swift, still waiting for his generals response before she took a pause and drew in a breath to steady herself, turning her attention back to Lady Ria and doing her best to ignore the impressive figure beside her.

"What i mean to say Lady Siannodel, is thank you. As a guest in your home, it isn't really my place to say what you should do but if i may say i do agree with yours and Lady Kaeleigh's assessment, There could be a great deal of useful and important knowledge within the Library which could aid you and as you say the unearthing of the old fort foundations locating the library could prove a useful start in the fortification of the walls as well."

"If i may be of service with the library Lady Siannodel, I have no talent for excavation and stonework but i possess some small magics which can aid in the removal of dirt and earth which might speed things along and i am well versed in many Glyph's and Alphabets and have some experience with libraries in general, should the manuscripts you locate be written in an older language then i offer my services in its translation for you"

Cara was doing her best not to seem too eager to be let loose in an ancient library but she was no bardic performer and was struggling to keep the excitement from her voice as she offered her opinion, an excitement which quickly spilled over as she watched Kaeleigh pull the smooth enchanted stone from her pocket and sent her message to the other Mistguard before suggesting they retire back to the village instead and explain the situation to Magister's Bran and Ness as well as offering to bring Irennan back with them

"Oh you have a Sending Stone? I've never seen one of those that works outside of the Academy Walls. That is very kind of you Lady Kaeleigh but it wont be necessary, The Statue Irennan inhabits came from under the mountain, it wouldn't be right to remove it. She will stay with Lady Arachne for now and keep her company for a few days while i find her a new statue to inhabit, something more suited to the surface. Does your village have any artisans or woodcarvers i can commission to make her one?"

"I am accustomed to sleeping on the ground after so long in the caves, and you do make a very comfortable camp Lady Kaeleigh but i would be lying if i didn't admit that the thought of sleeping in an actual bed after so long didn't sound like heaven right now. I'm happy to visit your village if you will allow me too"


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Cara was happy to follow her new friends through the wilderness towards their village, Mistvale. She did her best to get her bearings and follow the route from the camp to the village but despite her ability to recognise star constellations and identify the trees and plants she was passing on the journey, her knowledge of her surroundings was purely academic, she didn't possess the Huntresses skills at navigation and trailblazing and she was sure she would have gotten lost if she had attempted the trip alone without a map to find her way.

But despite her strange new surroundings, and the visions in her head of Vampire's, Kobold's and Giant Rat-Wolves prowling the wilderness, with the Deadly Huntress, the radiant Moon Maiden and the Strong Dragonborn by her side she felt safe. She was glad that Private Swift had chosen to accompany them back to the village, though she wasn't surprised, he had said he was awaiting the Generals response and she was yet to give it without the opinions of the Magisters.

As the small group made quick work of the trip and entered the Village, Cara couldn't help comparing it to North River where she had spent so much of her time growing up and the other smaller villages she had seen on the other side of the mountain. The comparison was striking, The Villages to the East of the Mountain were larger and clearly of greater wealth and social standing than those in the Valley if Mistvale was the standard, but the most noticeable difference to Cara was the people.

It was late in the evening, the sun had set and the village was still only partially lit by lanterns, but there were still people on the streets going about their business with a smile on their face and in no rush to get inside, children still played on the streets and the sound of laughter floated on the air, both from the children and the tavern which stood glowing like a warm beacon in the middle of the town. The atmosphere was much more pleasant and contented than any village Cara had seen in the East and she could understand why Lady Siannodel was so adamant now that the God-king did not claim the valley

North River was a pleasant enough place to grow up during the day, especially if you were human and possessed Magic like Cara did but after her experiences and conversations with Irennan during her time under the mountain, and now seeing Mistvale, she began to realise just how oppressive it truly was. People were not forbidden from being outside after dark, and there was no official curfew but everyone knew, that if you were out on the streets after the sun had set in North River, you were fair game to the Blood Mages and the God Kings minions, the village was bathed in lanterns by the hundreds in a futile attempt to remove all the darkness and shadows from the streets for safety but there was just no way to keep the encroaching darkness at bay so for safety the citizens had an almost self imposed curfew of their own and locked themselves away after dark.

Seeing the children playing in the streets and witnessing the smiles and greetings they got as they made their way towards the Inn, although they were of course aimed at Lady Siannodel and Lady Kaeleigh, Cara felt herself feeling envious of their home and falling in love with the simple Rustic charm of Mistvale, and now with the promise of an Ancient Library as well? what more could a student like her ask for?

As they climbed the steps and entered the Inn, Cara remembered what more, A Real Bed for the night! Taking a place at the table with the others, Cara found herself looking around like a skittish puppy at every sight and sound, the fresh smells of cooking hitting her nostrils every time a plate was carried from the kitchen by the wait staff, every belly laugh from a drunk patron hitting her ears as she tried to take in every sight around her and felt the smile on her face growing larger with each passing moment. Cara had never been a social butterfly like some of the other students at the Academy, it was no secret she preferred the company of books and long dead spirits than other people but she had been alone for so long she had missed a lot.

After several moments, Cara spotted Magister Ness making his way towards their table and she stood with a grin and a wave in his direction, offering him a bow of respect due a Master Mage as he approached.

"Magister Ness, it is good to see you again. This is Private Swift from the fort. He found us in the Wilds with a urgent missive for Lady Siannodel of great importance from a Commander Thorn. Though i suppose you already know each other?"

With the blush threatening to return to her face, Cara sat back down and ducked her head to make herself as small as possible, why she felt the need to introduce the Dragonborn to Ness she didn't know. He was a Magister and this was his Valley, there would be little he wasn't aware of already, he would surely already know the name of one of the Mistguard's soldiers.


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Command Grabbing her few possessions, Ria walks with the other back towards Mistvale to spend the night at the Inn.Thoughts fly around her head and she hears Cara and Kaeleigh's thoughts. Meeting Ness on the road she shares the news and his thoughts add to the maelstrom within her mind. Arriving in the village, she smiles at how familiar it seems, yet that accentuates how different she is. She was the smith's apprentice, now she is General of the Mist Guad and commander of the Army of the Mist, the Siannodel and a leader of the community. As they arrive at the inn she turns to Private Swift "Rest tonight and return in the morning, soldier. You have done well and I shall remember your service. "

Entering the Inn she asks for food, drink and a bed for Swift, then looks around for members of the Council. She would welcome the wisdom of Ardin or Lady Krea to help her decide. but neither are in the Inn tonight. Then she looks at Ness, Kaeleigh and Cara. " We have one night at home. Tomorrow we start the hunt for those that would stir up the kobolds. We have seen much, and I would like to hear our story sung by our resident bard " She smiles at Ness. "If he would like to sing the song of course!"

She sits, takes a flagon of water and a loaf of bread and moves into a corner. Rampart stands guard next to her as she sits quietly listening and watching over the community. Still her head whirls with thoughts and plans. She must decide and she MUST get it RIGHT.




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HD: 4/4d8 | Spell Slots: Level 1 (2/3) | At 1st level, you learn how to invest a spark of magic into mundane objects. To use this ability, you must have thieves’ tools or artisan’s tools in hand. You then touch a Tiny nonmagical object as an action and give it one of the following magical properties of your choice:

*The object sheds bright light in a 5-foot radius and dim light for an additional 5 feet.
*Whenever tapped by a creature, the object emits a recorded message that can be heard up to 10 feet away. You utter the message when you bestow this property on the object, and the recording can be no more than 6 seconds long. The object continuously emits your choice of an odor or a nonverbal sound (wind, waves, chirping, or the like). The chosen phenomenon is perceivable up to 10 feet away.
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As an action, you can touch the object and end the property early. You can bestow magic on multiple objects, touching one object each time you use this feature, though a single object can only bear one property at a time. The maximum number of objects you can affect with this feature at one time is equal to your Intelligence modifier (minimum of one object). If you try to exceed your maximum, the oldest property immediately ends, and then the new property applies.
Magical Tinkering 2/2 | You produce your artificer spell effects through your tools. You must have a spellcasting focus—specifically thieves’ tools or some kind of artisan’s tool—in hand when you cast any spell with this Spellcasting feature. You must be proficient with the tool. After you gain the Infuse Item feature at 2nd level, you can also use any item bearing one of your infusions as a spellcasting focus.Tools Required | Whenever you finish a long rest, you can touch a non-magical object and imbue it with one of your artificer infusions, turning it into a magic item. An infusion works on only certain kinds of objects, as specified in the infusion’s description. If the item requires attunement, you can attune yourself to it the instant you infuse the item. If you decide to attune to the item later, you must do so using the normal process for attunement. Your infusion remains in an item indefinitely, but when you die, the infusion vanishes after a number of days have passed equal to your Intelligence modifier (minimum of 1 day). The infusion also vanishes if you give up your knowledge of the infusion for another one. You must touch each of the objects, and each of your infusions can be in only one object at a time. Moreover, no object can bear more than one of your infusions at a time. If you try to exceed your maximum number of infusions, the oldest infusion immediately ends, and then the new infusion applies.If an infusion ends on an item that contains other things, like a bag of holding, its contents harmlessly appear in and around its space.Infuse Item: 0/2 | At 3rd level, you learn how to produce exactly the tool you need: with thieves’ tools or artisan’s tools, you can magically create one set of artisan’s tools in an unoccupied space within 5 feet of you. This creation requires 1 hour of uninterrupted work, which can coincide with a short or long rest. Though the product of magic, the tools are nonmagical, and they vanish when you use this feature again.The Right Tool for the Job
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Guilds often wield tremendous political power. If you are accused of a crime, your guild will support you if a good case can be made for your innocence or the crime is justifiable. You can also gain access to powerful political figures through the guild, if you are a member in good standing. Such connections might require the donation of money or magic items to the guild’s coffers.

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A reply comes to Kae from Arthur with some hesitation and anxiety in his thoughts, "Dealt with enemy officers, minus one, for the underground Hollow Men faction. Fight too loud, we need to retreat. We can swing around towards Mistvale."
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Icabod Swift had lived in Misty Mourn all his life, he'd been the son of a cobbler and expected he would make shoes just like his father had done and help with the harvest like any other able bodied lad did in town. He'd always been frightened of the God King, ever since he'd seen the 'Glorious Transfixion' a piece of art that showed the God King as he transformed into his godly glory, his skin bursting at the seams with divine power. Icabod had seen that picture and something made him feel ill, he couldn;t have said what. Just...it had been gaudy and the God King was shown as above everyone. It never sat right with him after that.

He remembered asking the wrong questions and getting beaten by the prioress. He'd gotten into so much trouble over the years and then everything changed. Half od his village had been destroyed, a goddess had saved another half who believed in her. He changed into a red scaly dragon man. After that everyone always looked at him weird, they didn't see him as just Icabod, he was the red scaled freak. So, when he hear stories about the Mistvale heroes and saw the fort needed men he signed up.

Captain Thorn taught him how to weild a sword, a big sword, one he'd never even been able to lift before he became this. Since then he knew he wanted to be a protector, to be like the stories of these people. When he'd seen General Siannodel he'd been awed, by her and the people with her. They were heroes! The snake crawling on him was a small price to pay to be in their company. He looked at the girl, was she one of the heroes? He couldn't remember anyone with her description, then she blushed at his look. He shrugged at her to let her know he didn't mind.

At the Inn he gave Lady Siannodel a bow and said, "I will let Commander Thorne know ma'am. Thank you ma'am." He saluted and moved towards the bar where he ordered an ale.
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Ness grabs a beer mug of his own and continues his conversation with the dragonborn soldier. "So, Ichabod, is it? You’ve done a fine thing by telling us of the agents that snuck into our valley.

You said there were fewer than six of them . . . do we have any more information than that – appearances, other observations . . . any would be useful, really.

No harm if that’s all you know. . . "
Ness doesn’t want the lad to feel awkward or unappreciated. "But it is our job to find these people. What can you tell us of the kobolds? If we find the kobolds, maybe they can lead us to this infiltrators."

 

 

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