Wesley had awoken after all the noise and came running out, when he saw Sam outside, he said, "Sam! What happened...I thought you'd be staying with the annoying one..."

"I don't know I just woke up now.. and my neck hurts" She putted her hand where her pressure points where attacked while she rose into a sitting position.

Wesley asked her, "Who attacked you? Was it..."

Just then, Drek came into into the Inn and asked about Sam's party at the front desk. the night clerk informed him of which rooms they were in. He thanked the night clerk and proceeded upstairs, to the inn's lodgings.

Wesley walked down to the end of the hall and saw Drek coming. He said, "Master Drek...we were attacked by an insane woman named Lyria and her brother, Rig, who was slain by Sam. Lyria desired revenge, and she tried to kill Zelph for some reason."

Drek said: "My word! Is everyone alright? Shall I summon a healer?"

"Well, from what I saw in there, Sam was knocked out and Zelph was attacked again and molested."

Aaron woke up, he was still drowsy as he hadn't slept long enough to get rid of his spell fatigue.

Drek said to Wesley: "Then let us attend to Sam, first. Lead on, good prince."

Sam looked inside the room extremelly worried "Zelph? are you alright?"

"I'll be fine as long as we never speak of this again."

Wesley led the Prince in and asked Sam, "What happened...what did Lyria..." He looked in the room and said, "I need to cleanse my brain. Right now."

"Ah...alright" Sam wanted to know what happened while she was knocked out and why the room seemed so messy, but Zelph said he didn't want to talk about it so she would keep shut about it.

Before she could stop herself she gave a great yawn after all being knocked for a few minutes wasn't the best rest there is.

Drek said: "I have good news, and I have bad news. The good news is that my allies and I have been successful at keeping my staff and the Inn itself safe. The bad news is that Arch-Mage Micheal of Tagos, a close ally of myself and Eruantian, was attacked by a group of powerful assassins. Although he and his staff managed to survive the attack, that armed assasins could get that close to the Arch-Mage of this whole land is cause for concern. As well, we still do not know who was truly behind these attacks. I tried to track down the name we got from the Lizzardman, but it was a dead end... literally. It's just a name on an old tombstone in the local cemetery. Obviously, the Lizardman tricked us: He gave us a false lead, and we fell for it. The good news is that I did get some good intelligence despite his trickery. One of my ranger apprentices who is very talented in tracking and stealth followed the Lizardman to a sea cave about three miles up the coast. This friend reports that the Lizardman has met up with a band of Orcish, Ogreish and Human pirates there. Apparently, there's a pirate ship hidden in the cave. There might be some connection to the Lizardman's employer, so I'm going to meet my stealthy friend near the sea-cave today. At the present, this is our only lead as to the identity of my enemy. I was wondering if you all would care to come along. I could use the help. You'd be suitably rewarded, of course."

[GM's Note: It is common knowledge to the inhabitants of this land that there are a group of islands called The Pirate Isles. There, lawless pirates fight with each other and with the forces of law & order for control of the seas. These pirates raid shipping and occasionally make forays onto land as well. These islands should not be confused with the peaceful Enshe Isles which are located quite a ways south of The Pirate Isles.]

edited 5th Nov '09 7:53:44 PM by TheSarge

With his barely awake mind, Aaron heavily misinterpreted Drek's words. "You're gonna pay me to join a pirate crew...well I can't cure scurvy you know..." said Aaron, before falling back to sleep.

Drek, seeing that the group were still tired, said: "Er... I think you misunderstand. Look, I won't be leaving until shortly before sundown. Why don't you all get some rest until then. I'll send someone up with food for you all in about nine hours. Yes?"

"Count me in, I'll be waiting for the right time" Samantha said to Drek. Since they had failed at their last task so expectacularly she wanted to make up for it as soon as she was able to.

"And I probably ought to keep moving, so I'll come too."

Drek said: "Alright then, everybody get some sleep. I better turn in myself. See you at sunset."

[GM's Note: You can roleplay going to bed, or we can skip ahead to when you wake up. You choice, people. Let me know, m'k?]

edited 7th Nov '09 5:00:48 PM by TheSarge

That's kind of strange Rayod watched with curiosity as a young maiden slipped out of the window of a nearby inn. Most people would have kept going and ignored her. Rayod wasn't most people. Questions started to form in his mind as his interest in this mysterious woman grew. Was she escaping from that inn? Maybe from horrible dangers? Like from a murderer or a rapist or a acid spewing hobo? Maybe she's not in danger? She could just enjoy going through windows instead of doors. Maybe to get some fresh air? It is nice and cool outside. Ahhhh...this is getting nowhere I should just ask.

"Excuse me maiden! Would you mind telling me why you exited that inn thorough the window?" Raydon asked with pleasant smile.

The young woman was wearing a from-fitting black costume, like something an acrobat would wear. Her face was masked about the nose, moth and forehead, and she was wearing a backpack and had a leather belt with various pouches, sheaths and do-dads clipped to it. Seeing that Rayod had noticed her, she immediately climbed up a drain pipe and disappeared from view behind a stone chimney. She said nothing.

Rayod estimated from the woman's height and build that she might be part elven, or maybey full-blodded elven. Without seeing the ears or the hair though, he couldn't be sure. What little of her skin he did see seemed normal-coloured enough, if perhaps a little pale. Still, that's not conclusive evidence one way or another: Not all elves have oddly coloured skin. In fact, most elves have skin that differs from human skin colour only very slightly.

The way she moved up that drain pipe probably meant that she was very experienced at sneaking around on rooftops and that sort of thing, as most people wouldn't have been able to do what she did. She might be a spy, or perhaps a thief. Definitely a rouge of some sort, though.

Just then, some burly men burst out the front door of the same building the mysterious woman in black had just exited. One of the men said: "Fan out! Find the map! The thief can't have gotten too far." Then turning to Rayod, the man said: "You there, my good man. A word, if you please. We've have just been robbed. You didn't happen to see the theif, did you??" The man had the look of someone in authority, but his clothes did not suggest a military uniform or that which a nobleman would wear. His clothing seemed to suggest that he was a sailor of some kind, and not the rich kind either. He wore a rapier-type sword in a scabbard on his belt, and a light crossbow with a pack of crossbow bolts was strapped to his back. His man were similarly attired, but they seemed to defer to his authority.

Lyria looked back at the stupid men. She was in a killing mood, and she kept her dagger hidden and walked over in an extremely sultry manner reminiscent of a whore. She said to the man who was apparently the leader, "Hello there, my big strong man..." She used her fingers to trace circles on his arms, her other arm going to his chest, "Would you like some...fun."

"Well I did see a maiden make her way out that window and onto the roof." Raydon said pointing to where he last saw her.

Excitement was bubbling up inside him. A stolen map. A mysterious maiden. Old sea dogs. This was obvious signs of the beginings of a wonderful romance. Thoughts of epic fights against daring adversaries and the rich experiences he will gain from this journey danced in his head. Of course all of it will stay a fantasy if he doesn't give chase to that maiden. Raydon doubted he will be able to find her again and every second he spent here was a second she used to distance herself.

Making his way towards the building where he last saw her, Raydon in his haste, accidentally knocked over a maiden with long hair. "Sorry fair maiden, I'm a kind of in a hurry so please excuse my rude behaver." Raydon said as he made his way up the side of the building.

Samantha went to her room after the talk with Drek and almost inmeadiatly fell asleep inin order to be fresh and ready for the night.

The leader of the sailors who had just been indecently proposed to by Lyria said: "Not now, ye wench. I don't have time for the likes of you just now. Perhaps later."

He and his men, unable to climb up the drain pipe, instead surrounded the building.

When Raydon got to the roof, he didn't see anyone up there... but there was nowhere that girl could have gone... unless... she jumped onto another roof. Just then, Raydon felt a hand slip over his mouth from behind and the blade of a knife pressed against neck. A voice whispered in his ear. "Freeze! Don't make a sound. Steady now... I'm not going to hurt you. Those men I liberated the map from are pirates, not honest sailors. They are tied up somehow with a group of assassins that recently tried to burn down the Red Lion inn. When you get down from the roof, you can tell those pirates that you couldn't find me. There's a reward if you help me. If you don't want to get further involved, though, forget you ever saw me and just get away from here. I won't hold it against you; This is a dangerous buisness. Now, I'm going to take my hand away from your mouth and take the knife away from the artery there on your neck. Don't turn around."