[Taocow PBEM] [Lady Frost, Alex] Book 3 - Chapter VI - Down Another Rabbit Hole
Aaron Clausen
mightymartianca at gmail.com
Fri Aug 12 20:08:27 UTC 2011
>> [GM]
>> With the keen skill of a wilderness scout, Alex quietly makes her
>> way towards the mound of fresh earth. As she approaches she can
>> see writing on the cross. The language is unfamiliar to Alex,
>> though it bears at least a passing resemblance to Spanish.
>>
>> "EQUES POPULO * REQUIEM IN PACE"
>>
>> There is nothing else to indicate who or what lies beneath the
>> mound. It is about ten feet high and twenty feet long and ten feet
>> wide.
>> [/GM]
>>> [Lady Frost]
>>> Frost gave Alex a look. She had no idea what was different about
>>> her friend, but something clearly was. Shrugging, she climbed out
>>> of the hole, looking for something to brace it open with. Getting
>>> trapped outside because one of the Seven Dwarves was feeling
>>> annoyed wasn't in her game plan. She didn't give the approaching
>>> riders too much concern. Since they were going to be spotted
>>> regardless, they'd just have to deal with that hurdle when it
>>> rode up.
>>> [/Lady Frost]
>> [GM]
>> There are a couple of hefty fallen trees nearby that ought to do
>> the job. It takes a few moments to brace the hatch so that it
>> cannot close.
>> [/GM]
>>> [Lady Frost]
>>> "I bet the faeries won. Funny. I knew a few heroes back in my
>>> past life who claimed to have fey magic. Wonder if there's any
>>> connection."
>>> [/Lady Frost]
>> [GM]
>> The riders are now much closer, and sound to be slowing down.
>> [/GM]
> [Alex]
> "I think we should go ahead and announce ourselves," Alex tells Lady
> Frost. "Just tell them that we are looking for a lost companion."
> [/Alex]
> [Lady Frost]
> "Probably a good idea." Giving her tree-trunk brace a last look,
> Frost took a few steps forward, subtly placing herself between Alex
> and the approaching hoofbeats.
>
> "Hey Hey to the approaching horses. Not looking for a fight, just a
> lost friend. We'd appreciate a little help honoring the fallen."
> [/Lady Frost]
[GM]
Within moments, the two riders come into view. One of the riders is
wearing body armor styled very much in Medieval fashion, visor pulled
down so the face is not visible. This rider sits atop a very large
warhorse.
The other rider is in somewhat different armor, Medieval in appearance,
but differently styled. More surprising about this rider is that its
face is visible and it appears to be a bipedal wolf. Just as surprising
is the rider's horse, a very large cybernetic one.
Both riders slow to a trot and then stop. The rider in the helmet lifts
the visor to reveal a middle-aged man with a bushy moustache, several
old scars on his face and a patch over the right eye.
"Roit then!" the man says in a thick accent. "Who be the two o' you,
then, eh? You part of the battle? Do you know what happened to the
missing company? Speak quick, this damned place makes me skin crawl."
The wolf-man looks at the other knight. "I think, Signore Fletcher," he
says in an accent that if anything sounds Italian, "that their lost
friend and the fallen are one and the same."
"It is I," the wolf-man says, "who buried the man who lies that mound.
He was a Cyberknight, no? In our land, and in this land of New Camelot,
they are held in the highest esteem, and it seemed only proper to I and
my companio that he be given a proper burial. If he was a comrade of
yours, then I extend my condolences."
"I am Father Francisco Montessoro," he continues, "and my companion is
Signore... or Sir, excuse my poor English, Sir Edmund Fletcher, Knight
of New Camelot. We are searching for what happened to the lost company.
We found a few of their bodies, but not enough to account for them
all, and among them we found the Cyberknight. But this place, the
Faeries have made it their own and it is not safe for those on two legs.
If you can help us, we would be most grateful."
[/GM]
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Aaron Clausen
mightymartianca at gmail.com
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