The Campaign: Trees in the Forest

Lucas lowers his dagger

His head slightly bows and then he looks at Aminta

The rest of the inn seems to stop watching the fight, but the two large humaniod creatures are still watching you all, they are dressed in furs and carrying a studded club.

Aminta looks at the bloody hole in her side and dress and plants her hands on her hips.

Aminta looks over at the two large humanoid creatures while she waits for an answer from Lucas and winks at Elhorn.

She purrs to her hunky companion who she loves to rib.

She casts Cure Minor Wounds to close the cut.

Lucas staggers a bit, he looks drunk

He winks at her making a

and gives her a drunk smile.

Hester comes around the table and holds on to him

GM> Currently only Tors, Aminta and Elhorn in your party.

Aminta> Moderate Wound

She leans in and whispers in his ear over the tavern din.

Hester sighs

She leans in as well

She looks around

She leans out

She grins broadly and holds out her bloodstained hand.

Hester laughs

Hester seems to think about the offer

Lucus burbs loudly and then starts to walk out the front door

Aminta turns to her trusty companions Tors and Elhorn

Aminta sniffs her breath

We head there.

The group heads out a minute or two after Hester and Lucas had left the inn.

The sky is sullen as the sun sets slowly to the west, thick black clouds dance with the red blaze from the setting sun.

By the time the group gets to the stone Bear Bridge across the Unicorn Run, it is getting dark. The group can see two figures standing in the middle of the bridge holding long spears. They seem to be talking to each other. They are dressed in thick looking cloaks.

The bridge has across its length blazing torches illuminating it. Two massive statues sit at the far end, from the look of them both look like bears raised up as if attacking.

To Elhorn & Tors

Aminta walks up with her companions

One of the men replies

replies the other

The taller of the two replies gruffily.

Aminta snickers to Elhorn.

Aminta sways a little drunk which might actually be real given her beer sculling earlier in the day.

Aminta straightens her dress and winces at the pain and damp blood.

Squinting in the dim light she longs for the day when she masters her elven training and can see in the moonlight like them. There was something about carrots she didn't quite get.

the shorter man looks annoyied by Aminta's comments.

The taller replies afterwards

Looking at the Aminta

The shorter man slaps the other on the back and joins in the laughter

The men look less annoyied

The taller man says