Jim
Scholar
In the distance a wild storm with flashes of blue lightning thunders above a small town. The storm is moving closer.
The figure of the Baroness Volkov appears, her hair whipping about her shoulders in the wind generated from the storm.
"White Tenebrous Walkers and citizens of Brimm's Watch and of other locales of the Kingdom of Tharros hear my words now. I must, with great haste, away to the Principalities of Tarjis. I have been delayed far too long as it is. To that end I have charged Squire dea'Saryn to ride ahead and clear my path. I shall likely require his services once I have arrived at my destination. As such, he may be away for sometime.
In my absence, until you return to Brimm's Watch, please heed the council and wisdom of Dame Ashlyn and Good Merchant Namric. I will have further information waiting for you at Brimm's Watch of who will take the mantel in my absence.
Before you leave the Domain of Caius I ask you all to take action that time does my permit me to. In the town of Last Light, nestled in the mountains just above the Onyx Curtain, hides the villainous folk who originally detained me and sold me into slavery. I speak of a pack of Gnolls known as the Tear Bringers. They are not citizens of the Domain so there should be no political ramifications in meting out justice to these foul canines. I suspect they wished to weaken the alliance between the Principalities of Tarjis and the Kingdom of Tharros if not outright begin a conflict between our Tharros and the Domain of Caius. Either way you are charged with bringing an end to their ploy and no doubt their terrorizing of the locals of Last Light.
Lastly, should any one of you have knowledge of this queer storm, please speak now. "
She stands, arms crossed over her chest waiting for any to chime in.
**OOG NOTE: The storm is a plot controlled effect in the dream lands. It does not prevent normal communication. If you wish to explore or interact in some way with this effect, please email brimmswatch at alliancesf.net.**
The figure of the Baroness Volkov appears, her hair whipping about her shoulders in the wind generated from the storm.
"White Tenebrous Walkers and citizens of Brimm's Watch and of other locales of the Kingdom of Tharros hear my words now. I must, with great haste, away to the Principalities of Tarjis. I have been delayed far too long as it is. To that end I have charged Squire dea'Saryn to ride ahead and clear my path. I shall likely require his services once I have arrived at my destination. As such, he may be away for sometime.
In my absence, until you return to Brimm's Watch, please heed the council and wisdom of Dame Ashlyn and Good Merchant Namric. I will have further information waiting for you at Brimm's Watch of who will take the mantel in my absence.
Before you leave the Domain of Caius I ask you all to take action that time does my permit me to. In the town of Last Light, nestled in the mountains just above the Onyx Curtain, hides the villainous folk who originally detained me and sold me into slavery. I speak of a pack of Gnolls known as the Tear Bringers. They are not citizens of the Domain so there should be no political ramifications in meting out justice to these foul canines. I suspect they wished to weaken the alliance between the Principalities of Tarjis and the Kingdom of Tharros if not outright begin a conflict between our Tharros and the Domain of Caius. Either way you are charged with bringing an end to their ploy and no doubt their terrorizing of the locals of Last Light.
Lastly, should any one of you have knowledge of this queer storm, please speak now. "
She stands, arms crossed over her chest waiting for any to chime in.
**OOG NOTE: The storm is a plot controlled effect in the dream lands. It does not prevent normal communication. If you wish to explore or interact in some way with this effect, please email brimmswatch at alliancesf.net.**