XP:
Hakeem Greywolf Barbarian-2: 125+500=625/900 hp 25
Rey Rogue-2: 125+350=475/900 hp 20
Tor Caradoc: Fighter-3 125+979=1104/2700 hp 28
Bjornalf Brighteyes: Warlock-1 125+50=175/300 hp 10
It's getting towards evening as four tired but happy adventurers and the youth Pollyakkus return to Selatine. A mile or so from town they encounter the three Orc slave-drivers from earlier, return to Oriax's tower - now minus slaves but driving two fat cows and a donkey laden with sacks of grain and other supplies. The Orcs respectfully step aside to let you past! :D
Back in town there is celebration at your triumphant return. The pilgrims of St Ulther listen to your tale. Deacon Borgus & co thank you for your efforts, and graciously allow that you may keep all the coins they flung to the Goblins as they fled. The pilgrims plan to return to the shrine once their wounds have healed, to pray at the sacred Crypt of St Ulther.
The Redeye Inn is heaving with revellers that night, Sea Captain Orson the Northron and most of the 14 crew of Buxom Wench are there enjoying the hospitality, with the dozen slave girls freshly purchased from Oriax's orcs. The oldest and cheapest of the slave girls, the redhead Beverly, was purchased by Aldo Redeye to assist Seroni & Malenn - for now she's set to kitchen duties, where she proves to be an uninspired cook.
The following week is spent in revelry, enjoying the delights of wenches, beer, and fine poetry (in Bjornalf's case). Hakeem receives particular attention from the blonde wench Malenn, clearly infatuated, who after their frequent lovemaking attempts to regale him with a long and sorry tale of her past as a noble paladin of Mitra, of her war with the Red Reavers of Grimalon, of a great battle and a wicked magician's spell that somehow froze her in time for ten years, and led to her current reduced state... The sound of heavy rains drumming on the Inn's wood-slatted roof tends to drown out her words, as does Hakeem's contented snoring.
Towards the end of the week Orson the Northron & co prepare to set sail, he wishes former passenger Tor Caradoc good fortune in his exploration of the Caverns of Thracia. As the [i]Buxom Wench [/i]prepares to set sail, a second ship is spotted approaching from the north - watchers from the cliffs call out that it is Lord Hytirus Vex at the prow, returning from the Council of Lords called by Lord Vilius at Theber. And there is a woman with him...
Aftermath - Carousing XP - 125 each.
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