Post by winterglass on Apr 30, 2020 15:43:52 GMT -5
...Sir Callen has a visitor today.
The grizzled old militia commander is seen in conversation with a tall, burly and shaven-headed Ilmatari who stands at attention like a soldier trained.
"The spiders are coming up from those ruins, sir, I'd stake half my purse on it", she's heard to insist stoutly. "Or we could find their lair through the ruins. There's a whole pile of'em scuttling about.
One of'em was guarding a key like some sort of watchdog, and there's a broken bridge deeper in with a webbed-up tunnel.
We could take a look into it if we could get pioneers down there, some good ropes and some torches, oh, and some stout sword-arms to guard'em..."
The old knight's response isn't overheard by those within earshot, but the Ilmatari seems satisfied enough to have made her report.
The grizzled old militia commander is seen in conversation with a tall, burly and shaven-headed Ilmatari who stands at attention like a soldier trained.
"The spiders are coming up from those ruins, sir, I'd stake half my purse on it", she's heard to insist stoutly. "Or we could find their lair through the ruins. There's a whole pile of'em scuttling about.
One of'em was guarding a key like some sort of watchdog, and there's a broken bridge deeper in with a webbed-up tunnel.
We could take a look into it if we could get pioneers down there, some good ropes and some torches, oh, and some stout sword-arms to guard'em..."
The old knight's response isn't overheard by those within earshot, but the Ilmatari seems satisfied enough to have made her report.