The Silver Stars of the Eclipsing Moon

[Ozzy_G]

Karl raises an eyebrow. Sir Reginald? You have connections with a local noble? Could you use that to help this Lizardman? He turns back to the creature. Actually, I can't keep calling you Lizardman. What's your name?

[The Great Skenardo]

Bronsk
Bronsk half-smiles and shakes his head.
"We only know him through someone else, and we still owe him a favor."

[paddyfool]

Tyrgen

If I asked Felis for help, he could sort this out in no time... but it would be safer to keep him out of this for now; just as father told me never to tell others of my condition, this poor creature's whereabouts must be kept an equally close secret.

Go ahead, um... Bronks. But tell no-one about this. We don't want a lynch mob down here.

[Maryring]

"My name? It is Treakher." The Lizardman responds.

[paddyfool]

Mine is Tyrgen Lhass. That one is Bronks, and I don't yet know the lady's name. You know, you can get up now if you want to, says Tyrgen, slinging his glaive onto his back and holding out his hand.

[The Great Skenardo]

Bronsk
"Erm. That'z Bronsk," Bronsk says over his shoulder, as he begins walking back they way they had come, heading back to the wayfarer's guild.

[Ozzy_G]

And mine is Karl. Tell me Treakher, what did you do with the body of the man you killed?

[Maryring]

"Well, it... really isn't any of your concern. I'll tell you that it won't be found, but that's it." He replies. Obviously uncomfortable with the question.

[Ozzy_G]

Pity, if I knew what he looks like I could impersonate him with my magic. He grins. In case you haven't realised, I'm a sorcerer, hence the burning and the transformation into a wolf-monster. He goes and leans against the wall. I suppose we'll just have to wait for Bronsk to get back then. So tell us, do you have any plans for getting home once you are out of the city?

[Maryring]

"Well... no, not really. I was hoping to just travel as far south as possible. Trying to avoid civilization as much as possible. Once I get past the river, I'll know my way home... why do you ask?"

[Ozzy_G]

Well, I just wanted to know how far we needed to get you.

[Maryring]

"Only outside the town. From there on, I should be able to take care of myself."

Just as he finishes speaking. Bronsk returns, carrying a large green cloak.

[Amiria]

Lisaa

"And I am Lisaa.", says the elf.

"Ah, there is Bronsk again. What did you tell Sir Reginald ?"

[The Great Skenardo]

Bronsk
Bronsk trots up, and neatly tosses the cloak to the lizardman. "Here. I told him that we were doing some investigating. But! Bazztik and Sarah agreed to take over our task for us!"

[Maryring]

The lizardman catches the cloak and swiftly dons it. The cloak covers most of his body, so that it becomes almost impossible to guess that he isn't a large human. "Thank you." He says as he stands up.

[paddyfool]

Tyrgen
Tyrgen nods slowly, the ghost of a smile on his lips for the first time out of satisfaction in the disguise. It looks like we're about ready. I reckon we should leave as soon as it gets dark.

[Ozzy_G]

I agree, says Karl, nodding. But we shouldn't leave the sewers the way we came. Maybe we can go the way that woman ran?

[Maryring]

"I don't know. I have never been in the sewers before. I don't think we have to get up though. I mean, it has to exit somewhere, right?"

[Ozzy_G]

Well, says Karl what I'd really like to do is follow the sewers to the outflow, and leave without having to get over the city walls. He looks around pensively. But I don't want to get lost in these confusing sewers, and there's no guarantee its big enough to let people through all the way. He grins wryly. I'd rather not wade through too much shi.t.

[The Great Skenardo]

Bronsk
The young nord scratches the stubble on his chin reflectively. "It'll be hard to get lost: I can retrace our footsteps as wolf." he makes a face "Not that iz pleasant."

[Amiria]

Lisaa

"We should stay underground as long as possible. I don't fear getting lost here. I'm quite good with directions.", says Lisaa "Maybe we'll even find some signposts or something similar. You know, for canal workers or the like."

[Maryring]

The lizard glances up towards the hole showing the heaven above. "Hmm... seems like it is getting late. I think I can see the moon rising."

[paddyfool]

Tyrgen

Right, let's get going then. If we keep walking downstream, we should find an outlet eventually. Does anyone have a lamp?

[Ozzy_G]

Karl chuckles. I don't need a lamp. He chants and holds up his hands, causing his knife to glow once more (this lasts 40 minutes).

[paddyfool]

Tyrgen grunts a reluctant acknowledgement, and starts heading downstream, assuming the others will follow. As he walks, he pulls out his glaive again and uses the haft as a walking stick to avoid slipping in the mire. A frown creases his face, as he comes to terms with what has happened, and dwells on the nature and character of his new companions.

They seem trustworthy... even the sorcerer. Three other werewolves, this one previously unknown to the other two. I MUST talk to them... but best not to involve the lizard.

He glances back to look at the others, a troubled look on his face.

[Maryring]

After about 25 minutes of walking, the group finds an exit for the sewers. The exit is nothing more than a dump right out in a nearby swamp just outside the city, but the exit is still big enough to serve as an exit for Treakher. He turns to those who followed him out. "Thank you for your help. This more than makes up for your little misunderstanding. If you ever visit the Grand Lakes, I'll make sure to remember you." Finally, he smiles, and with a wave he leaves out into the night, beginning his long journey home.

[Ozzy_G]

Karl smiles wanly. Good luck!
He turns back to the others when the Lizard's gone. Well, we were lucky there. I thought we'd have to sneak over the walls, or lie our way through the guards.

[Amiria]

Lisaa

"Farewell, may your journey be swift and safe.", says Lisaa and waves good bye. She turns to Bronsk. "We need a place to stay for the night. Sir Reginald or some inn ?"

[The Great Skenardo]

Bronsk
Bronsk thinks a for a moment. "Uh. He was just closing up when I got there, so he's gone home already; we shouldn't disturb him. We could find an inn, I think."

[Ozzy_G]

Now wait just a moment. Karl wags a finger in front of Lisaa. I want some answers first. You're not a sorcerer, yet you transformed, without magic words or gestures, into a wolf beast.