All Hallows Part 3 - RPLOG
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Date
29/10/478
Log
The ruined wall of Mossy Stone looms in the near distance. The afternoon seems somehow dim, despite the clear skies and shining sun. A trio of beings, a burly hedgehog, a lanky canine and a stout looking mouse are sitting nervously in a horse drawn cart, eyes darting around nervously while they wait. "Come on Hal," the dog says to the Hedgehog, "Ain't nobody stupid enough to go into zombietown over there. Let's just dump it here and go home!"
There's a soft pitter-patter of feet, and down the road a short, cloaked figure rapidly moves. As it gets closer, it's apparent that its running, only to come to a clean halt near wagon. Identity hidden, all that is heard is a female voice "I heard you needed assistance." She says, looking up, the face finally becoming visiable as Zalthar, her black and gold eyes taking a close look at the three farmers.
"Hello again," Millicent says, bowing her head towards the farmers as she approaches, before turning a frown towards Mossy Stone. "I haven't been back here in a long time, but I figured a pair of local hands would be useful. Maybe." She makes sure the metal covering on her left arm is secure before propping it up on the pommel of the sword at her side. "We'll put it where it belongs, don't worry."
A silver furred wolf makes his way up the road, his clothes obviously travel worn and filthy. He approaches the forming group, his mismatched eyes looking over each of them as is assesing them. He then smiles and states, "Are you the ones that posted the Job?"
Bazalt Flys along and Opon eyeing the Carriage lands witha thud and a sigh, his landing displacing some dirt as he Sighs "I'm here." The Dragon mumbles, Grumbling as he Stretches slightly. "I'm expecting the worst...." he says checking over his armor as he looks over the other gathered. "Ahh.. millicent.. was it? It's me, Bazalt." the Dragon nods-Glad to have her here, she knew how to fight, and there was going to be fighting...
The Hedgehog, Hal, give the canine a friendly punch to the shoulder. "See! Told ya that someone'd come to help!" The burly being retrieves a small box from the cart and opens it to show the Freeswords its contents while his companions scoot, not so subtley away. Inside is a little doll. A little mouse with a cracked and chipped porcelain head and ancient, tattered clothing. The doll holds a small box in its hands, something that might hold a ring or some other small memento. "Seems that this little gewgaw has been causin' us no end of troubles," the hedgehog says, holding the box out to Millicent, "No idea what it really is, but old Clyde here is the idiot that grabbed it out of the sto-"
"Only cause you dared me to!" Interrupts the dog, "I woulda left well enough alone and never come out here in the first place if some MORON didn't think he had to build the best scare house in Firmament! It was your idea to come out here and watch the damn shufflers!"
Zalthar stands on her tip-toes to look into the box, and her ears flatten "I am going to go out on a limb here and say you want us to put this back." she asks with a tone that's both incredilous and inquiring. "Wait, you're the three from /that/ haunted house." She furrows her brow and stares at the three farmers "Now, I might be wrong here, but didn't you say that you didn't want any fancy tricks and such? Just good, old fashioned, without involving magic and all that?" The cat sighs and lowers herself, shaking her head, looking at the dragon curiously.
Millicent takes the box firmly in her hands, fingers tight around it as she turns towards the town and takes a deep breath. "Where did you get it? From within the town, I mean. It is... Important to return this exactly where it came from. It's not wise to disturb the dead." Anymore than they already have been. "And I remember you, yes. Hello there, Bazalt."
Aruc looks to the farmers before stating, "Best scare house in Firmament? Never heard of it. Regardless, what makes you so certain that this.... doll is causing your troubles? And do you even know if putting it back will do anything?" he then turns to the dragons and states, "Ahh the shadow, you look a bit different then when we last met."
Bazalt Grumbls and shakes his head. "You.. Are Fools, for what you've done and your lucky the spirit didnt do more damage..." he stretches, wings shifting on his back as he looks up at the sky. "Lets do this while we have daylight....Please.." he mumbles, nodding to the lynx and Starting at Aruc. "Mrrm. Dragon sacred family." he says bluntly. "now, cant we get a move on?"
"That was the plan, Miss," Hal the Hedgehog says genialy, "We were just doin' a bit of research out here, see? And the doll is pretty damn spooky, you gotta admit. Thought it would make a great addition to the house. And it all went great till it turned out that little miss spooky there was actually haunted and all!"
Clyde, the dog, bites his lip as he looks to Millicent. "Not totally sure," he admits, "I was scared out of my brain goin' into that city. But it wasn't too far past the broken gate. Big house, two stories. I remember there was some kinda crest on the door. Maybe a lion or somethin'."
Hal frowns at Aruc. "Buncha Freeswords sorta saved our bacon last night when some crazy ghost actually showed up in the scare house," he explains, "Figured this was our best bet to get rid of it."
Zalthar sighs "As much as I dislike the idea, yes. Let's not be here at night." She nods to the comparatively gargantuan dragon, looking up at him expectantly. She looks forward "Enough." she says, taking a few steps towards the city, talking to herself "Millicent, you seem to konw where it goes. So, logically, you should be near the front." the cat says, her voice carrying far louder than her tiny stature would suggest.
Millicent frowns at that, giving a slow nod. "Not Hearthwood, then. I think I know the place, yes," she says, tucking the box under one arm and drawing her sword with the other hand. "Are we ready, then? I don't want to loiter," she says, setting off, saying as she goes, "Did you get the box from the bottom or top floor?"
Aruc chuckles at the flustered farmer before stating, "Fine, I will put back your doll. After all, I am getting paid to do so." he then turns to the panda and states, "What kind of place are we talking about, I suspect an Inn or something allong those lines, am I incorrect?" shi then turns to the town, "I will take the middle or back of the formation I guess, I an skiled in the art of healing, a talent I assume we will need in a place like this."
Bazalt nods and They Scoops the tiny lynx up and places her on his Shoulders. "dont think i'm enjoying this-it's simply as you said, so you can see whats comming." the Dragon sighs and Grabs his Longbow, looking over it carefully before also taking an arrow. "shall we get moving then?" he asks, Wings shifting on his back as his tail flicks bbehind him. "i'm eager to get this done quickly."
