| This involves locating the small amount of the dragon's blood that
should be adhering to the killer's weapon.
And as Prang get the needed materials as he attempts to locate the killer
of his "pet" dragon, our brave adventurers have finally come upon the small
hamlet town known as Red Oak.
They enter town, gladdened that at least there seems to be enough trade
coming through the town to warrant it's small (and somewhat dingy) inn.
Also, there appears to be a horse merchant nearby and they are happy
to note that the business looks to be in better shape than the inn.
However, despite the odd looks their non-human comrades get from the
passing masses (elves were well enough known....but Andrea's fox features
were something new and different), the general atmosphere was welcoming.
"Which is welcoming indeed," Ti'mma chuckles softly, smiling at the
passer byes.
But as they enter the inn, there is a commotion behind them.
Turning they see what appears to be a forester coming in by horseback,
carrying on another equine (a donkey) what could only be....two dead body!
They are covered, but it's obvious what lies beneath.
"Yes, yet another set of victims of that damn necromancer!" the forester
growls in disgust as the town constable comes up running, "But this is
not the only problem. I don't know who the lass is, alas. However....."
The forester pulls back the sheets, and Jarlath and the others see what
appear to be a male knight....that they have never seen before. There is
a large, gaping hole in the dead one's forehead, and even from where they
were, the adventurers can see there's no brain within.....
"Oh Lord above," an old lay wails in fear, "‘Tis the King's best Dragon
Slayer, Sir Griffin!! We're doomed!"
As the town takes up a cry of fear, Astra, Jarlath, and Annafrid look
at each other.
"Who's Sir Griffin?" Jarlath asks nobody in particular.
"Griffin....and not Fred," Annafrid says softly, shivering, "While
that seems to rule out me ever having being Fred before....and male.....What
does it mean."
"It means that no matter what I and Astra still love you, mysterious
one." Jarlath says softly into her ear, "No matter what now, that is all
that matters to me and her. Please, be at ease."
Annafrid turns to him and Astra, and they all sigh. Very much
in love with each other.....
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 They then
sigh contentedly, and slowly go over to get a better view of the body.
This could prove to be important....maybe....
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