The diary she would keep the contracts and permits she would take over to the group from the consortium.
"These will probably mean more to you than me."
She does not release the demon yet, just in case anyone else has questions.
Caravan
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*LiquidDreamer
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"No questions from me hun, I'm just here for the fun" Takes another sip from her sneak-a-tote.
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*Selebius
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"If you don't need me anymore I just go elsewhere."
The demon looks between them, slowly shufflig backwards, trying to leave the dimensionally locked area.
All the while the undead are busy to loot the valuables from the other caravan, adding goods to the wagons. Soon the Caravan is ready to go again and it is obvious that the battle has been watched closly by some of the warriors who are guarding the nearby digging site.
The demon looks between them, slowly shufflig backwards, trying to leave the dimensionally locked area.
All the while the undead are busy to loot the valuables from the other caravan, adding goods to the wagons. Soon the Caravan is ready to go again and it is obvious that the battle has been watched closly by some of the warriors who are guarding the nearby digging site.
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*Midnight
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Emila does nothing to stop the demon from escaping.
"You of course understand what will happen if I see you again?"
She does not wait for an answer she makes her way back to the caravan and once everyone is on board she mounts the undead wyvern once again and heads towards the outpost.
"You of course understand what will happen if I see you again?"
She does not wait for an answer she makes her way back to the caravan and once everyone is on board she mounts the undead wyvern once again and heads towards the outpost.
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*Selebius
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The demon freezes for a moment but does not bother with an answer- instead it jumps out of the spell's area of effect and vanishes.
Emila jumps on her undead mount's back and the beast flaps its wings and takes a vew steps before lifting off, climbing high up into the icy, dark sky.
The caravan seems small on the frozen plain below, the clouds are moving faster, the lare pale moon always changing. It is a
As Emmy approaches the village she sees someone sounding the alarm more than she hears it but the locals seem to be more curious than scared.
Of course this is the Abyss and so there are some suspiceous guards who watch her despite some pale, tall and rather beautiful woman in dark grey robes inviting her with a rather friendly gesture to land.
In the meanwhile Xifan (who appeared when the last Vrock disappeared) whips the Larvae herd forward, the wagons and other undead driven forward by the Hobgoblin vampire thrall.
Charles, Vara, Razeh't and the m ercenary will realize that the wagons somehow move faster as they should, the distance to the makeshift fence- or wall- shrinking rapidly.
Emila jumps on her undead mount's back and the beast flaps its wings and takes a vew steps before lifting off, climbing high up into the icy, dark sky.
The caravan seems small on the frozen plain below, the clouds are moving faster, the lare pale moon always changing. It is a
As Emmy approaches the village she sees someone sounding the alarm more than she hears it but the locals seem to be more curious than scared.
Of course this is the Abyss and so there are some suspiceous guards who watch her despite some pale, tall and rather beautiful woman in dark grey robes inviting her with a rather friendly gesture to land.
In the meanwhile Xifan (who appeared when the last Vrock disappeared) whips the Larvae herd forward, the wagons and other undead driven forward by the Hobgoblin vampire thrall.
Charles, Vara, Razeh't and the m ercenary will realize that the wagons somehow move faster as they should, the distance to the makeshift fence- or wall- shrinking rapidly.
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*Midnight
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Seeing the invitation to land and preferring to do so before she is shot down Emila lands the wyvern guiding the awkward uncoordinated zombie to the ground. She dismounts as best she can and approaches the robed woman with as close to a warm and genuine smile as she can muster.
"Hello. I am from a caravan that approaches your outpost here. We have supplies to trade and we would like some shelter please."
"Hello. I am from a caravan that approaches your outpost here. We have supplies to trade and we would like some shelter please."
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*Selebius
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Charles finds quite a lot of potentially useful information in this documents- but of course it has to be seen how much he make of it.
There are names of places and people, lists with goods and prices, a few permits and contracts as well as a map of the surrounding layer complete with some settlements.
Emila is greeted by the woman politely but of course she feels noone here really lets the guard down. She seems not unsettled by the wyvern but keeps some distance of course.
"Welcome. We offer you shelter and protections... and there are many who will gladly trade for goods. How many of you are there? Will one house with space for eight be enough?"
Behind her Emile hears bone grind against metal as the gate opens and the caravan enters Digging Site II- those on the Caravan noticing the warchrowers are manned with both warriors and perhaps casters.
((spot from whoever wants to find unusual/interesting stuff plus INT and WIS for Charles please ))
There are names of places and people, lists with goods and prices, a few permits and contracts as well as a map of the surrounding layer complete with some settlements.
Emila is greeted by the woman politely but of course she feels noone here really lets the guard down. She seems not unsettled by the wyvern but keeps some distance of course.
"Welcome. We offer you shelter and protections... and there are many who will gladly trade for goods. How many of you are there? Will one house with space for eight be enough?"
Behind her Emile hears bone grind against metal as the gate opens and the caravan enters Digging Site II- those on the Caravan noticing the warchrowers are manned with both warriors and perhaps casters.
((spot from whoever wants to find unusual/interesting stuff plus INT and WIS for Charles please ))
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*LiquidDreamer
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"We're here.. I guess". Another sip from her flask.