i am a warrior, and a minotaur named Draven, and i come in search of ways of the war

i am a warrior, and a minotaur named Draven, and i come in search of ways of the war

"Thanks calliope, is everything alright you seem a little troubled tonight."

"That is why you are a warrior and not a king, you think with your head and not with your heart...Only few have the honor bestowed upon them for their wisdom is far greater than any power. Now off with you silly men...The Inn must close and I need to rest." Calliope closes he shutters an blows out all but one lantern..."last one out, please lock up...

She has a long day and the fight with that turtle has worn her out and made her somewhat edgy..."Good night my fellow travelers, sleep well for we all have much work to do." She looks at Rathil and asks that he put her special chair in the far corner" winks to thank him for his kindness...Opens the door and feels the fresh breeze blow through her long dark hair and retreats to the her hill cave.

*Phara feeling that Alatariel, had settled down enough, bid her good night. Phara hugs Calliope, as she slipped out the door.*

off to be in the company of the dead, i bid you fare thee well

*Thogeon finishes his brew, puts Calliope's chair in the corner and goes for a walk in the cool night air afraid to sleep because of the nightmares. He locks the tavern door as he leaves.*

galadriel had been wandering through the woods for several days. lost and confused at the kaos away from the island. by chance she wandered near enough to overhear a plot to destroy the inn by an evil sorceress. she knew she must warn the kind people at the dragons inn. so she walked for miles to let someone know. maybe she could tell calliope or rathil. but when she arrived at the inn to her dismay it was closed. i must wait for i have to tell someone of the evil to come. ill just lay here by the door with my staff an await someones arrival for i must warn everyone of the evil. i will rest here till someone arrives.

XI (day 93) of the time of the sun era:

A Griffon has crashed into the Green Dragon’s Inn! Many store owners have witnessed the event and are shocked to see such a magnificent beast so close to town. It lies on the roof screeching an eerie sound for help. It may have broken one of its wings. The town’s guards are trying to calm it down as they climbed up a ladder to get near it. Clerics are sent to try to heal and mend the wounds yet it snaps with its beak trying to make sure none come close. Captain Bengalson of the town’s guard is confused of how such a rare beast would be here in these parts of the lands. Something odd is happening to these lands, yet what could it be?

*Alatariel wakes with a start and realizes that she is not in her room but still downstairs.*

*looks around the room. there seems to be no one around*

*she quietly makes her way up the stairs to refresh herself and get her belongings*


*hears an awful screech coming from outside and wonders to herself what is going on and what is making the noise*

*having gathered her belongings Alatariel comes back down the stairs*


*still hearing the noise wanders outside to see what is going on*


*looks up and sees a large griffin on top of the inn*

*Phara is in the crowd outside the inn, she approaches Alatariel* "Good day Alatariel, how are you?"

hello what happened last night phara?

Do you recall anything you said last night?

Not really. It all runs together. Did I have a nightmare?

You came downstairs, demanding to see Esane, you were out of it. We had to reassure over and over that Esane was not present.

I am concerned that your intuition may be alerting you, to the inevitable.

*The half giant......Thor.....bends down and crouches to enter the massive Inn*

*Glares around the room at the strangers*

*Nods at the Draven and Alatariel*

I don't know anymore. I can not seem to tell what is reality and what is a dream anymore. This must have been the worse one yet. For I usually remember every detail. She was in my room last night. I saw her. I am sure of it. But when I drew my sword she dissappeared. I am sorry if I did anything to hurt or offend anyone last night. I am sure I was not myself.

Everyone was just concerned for you. We could see it, all over you, you were ready for battle!

Even Rathil in his awkard way offered his assistance. Jerico is there for you, it seems unconditionally.

I am there for you. You need to remember, you are not alone.