[HQ Ignorance] Scene 13: Escape and Capture!

[Lev Lafayette]

Start: Wildday of Harmony Week, the 13th day of Sea
Season, 1622.

As the cries of Bors and the Bishop of Donarli fade
under the baying of the pack, the Telmori-wolves
charge forth towards rest of the Fellowship with
madness and death upon their lips; Icthya called upon
his fetish, A Moment Yearning, and the mighty centaur
with feet of stone, trampled and kicked the wolves, as
Icthya loosed arrows at the were-beasts. Aalmon the
Moonman called upon the Crimson Glow to provide an
escape route as Boras herded the group towards the
path so marked.  Jareena followed quickly, as
Dorassa's and Da's javelin and thrown-axe struck true.

In contrast Karala-Walks-With-the-Great-Wolf
approached the Telmori, claiming to be their saviour -
and many wolves at the behest of the Mystic surrounded
them both, but did not attack. Anzhur tried his utmost
to come to the rescue, his battle cry freezing many of
the Telmori in place as his true silver sword swung
true. Three Telmori were felled by his blows, but
still others came eventually forcing him back, despite
his bravery, with a bite to the shin and claws to the
forearm. His squire Othor, also assisted like Boras.

Kalen The Mostal expressed confusion at the Telmori
attack, and joined the escape route upon the
star-route, but not before loosing a holy hand grenade
upon approaching Telmori, slaying three and wounding
one with its exposive shards of iron. But the escape
is good; the remains of the Fellowship took to the
star trail as it bathed them in crimson light,
apparently invisible to the mortal world, although
both shouts from the Mystic and the baying of the
Wolves indicated that they had a modicum of ability in
following the path. 

The Star Walking magic carried the Fellowship for an
indeterminate period of time. Below, the ground seemed
hazy, as if viewed through a deep crimson glass that
was almost opaque. Brightness and darkness indicated
that days and nights had passed, althoug it seemed to
occur so quickly. Finally, the trail ended - the party
stepped off near a town and surrounding villages and
instantly felt extreme pangs of hunger and exhaustion
such like they had never felt before. Ravenous and
exhausted they sought the first public house they
could, ate like they hadn't done so for days, and fell
into a deep sleep. It was the following day that they
discerned that they were in the East Wilds of Railos,
near the town of Kilwin.

"The Star Walking path was called to take us away from
danger. Obviously, this is the cloest place that was
not under the rule of the Telmori or the Vustria."

End: Waterday, Death Week, the 18th day of Sea Season,
1622

Deadline: Monday 7th May



 
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