Dragon Warriors

Having broken your fast, cleared camp and made your way to the road, your last day of travel awaits.

Unlike yesterday's dank and overcast day today seems like a throwback to the more glorious days of Summer, warm but with a light breeze.

You'll reach Saxton by this eve, with Fenring Forest to brave the evening after.

(Perhaps one or more of you have been to Saxton before, or may have come from there originally)

Laila fixed her eye on the new man, she had vague recollections of someone stumbling into camp last night and assumed he had chosen to stick around for his own reasons.

" So....Saxton? I haven't been this far west myself. Anyone have any knowledge?"

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co-author Fury of the Deep
co-author Friends or Foes
co-author Dragon Warriors Players Guide
co-author Cold Fury
co-author Cadaver Draconis
co-author Ordo Draconis 1 and 2.

“Not me,” Calder replies the pretty lady. Turning to the new man, he asks,”where are you heading to today? Are you coming With us?”

”Nor I. Never been this far North before. I’ve spent most of my time in and around Montombre’s lands...” Corvin tails off, a dark glower clouding his already cruel features.

"You said your name was Jharak, right?" asks Lucky. "I apologize for our lack of courtesy last night. I hope you found our fire and campsite comfortable, and as a knight I feel I must extend you whatever mean hospitality I have to offer. Which is to say, you seem to be travelling in the same direction as us, so until you rejoin your party, please feel free to ask if you need my assistance with anything."

Lucky tries to be subtle as he scans the wizened stranger's face for any reaction to the knight's disfigured facial features. While this was partly a matter of vanity, as Lucky ashamedly admitted to himself, he also found it useful for taking the measure of a new acquaintance's personality and morality. For example: Was this man the sort to openly show disdain for God's less fortunate children, or did he have some measure of sympathy, or perhaps just tact?

"Have you been away from Saxton o'er long, Sten?" asks the priest. "I was last there when I fled the elf-king."

"I believe I may have a-spied your father, though I had been half maddened by my experiences."

Corvin listens with interest to Sten’s description of Saxton’s defences.

”Saxton sounds like a most formidable redoubt. How many men are there in the militia? Are they all armed and armoured like you Sten? The good folk of Saxton surely sleep most soundly guarded by stout walls and stout men like you.”

"”My apologies if you have spun this tale before Father Bretwald, but I’d welcome the tale of how a godly man came to be pursued by faerie royalty! Was it when you last sought after noble Vallandar’s tomb?”

Laila was impressed with the towns defences, though she wondered at what sort of forces might be arrayed against it here on the borders of Ellesland.

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co-author Fury of the Deep
co-author Friends or Foes
co-author Dragon Warriors Players Guide
co-author Cold Fury
co-author Cadaver Draconis
co-author Ordo Draconis 1 and 2.