Mists over the Musarde, Chapter Four

[JMaytr]

Jonathan watches the beast, his weapon ready. He does not initiate combat.

[Brock Marsh Runoff]

Dorgio's eyes flash when Benn describes what he sees. "We should be using this at the dungeon, maybe we can be finding out whose bones are lying below." Then the corners of his mouth twist downwards. "And for the children buried outside, to learn if what Wolutha was saying is the truth."

[ewancummins]

Jonathan watches the beast, his weapon ready. He does not initiate combat.

The dog snarls a bit more before leaving for the front room. It doesn't attack Jonathon.

Jon soon hears Wat's voice in the front of the cabin,

''Eh? What- Oh, 'tis only Grim. Good dog, good dog...''

[Le Noir Faineant]

Sklightly disappointed he won't come to punch his often so rational and wisecracking companion, Cirdan grins and nods to Diorgio's proposal.

"Good idea, friend. Let's go."

[JMaytr]

"Your hound must still smell Van Dieks's reek upon me. I shall have to wash up soon. I hope the others find us soon. I'm getting worried."

[ewancummins]

Wat comes into the back room, rubbing his eyes.

''Eh? Well, you should wash yourself, yes. Here- take that bucket from the wall and get some water from the stream while it's still light. I'll look after Alain, friend Jon. ''

Wat putters about, gathering supplies from his back room.

''When the others come back, we will all eat a proper meal. ''

[JMaytr]

Jonathan leaves with the wash bucket for the nearby stream, confident that he will be quick about his task.

[Adam]

Bennedict flashes a wry smile. "I doubt there is much chance of the things she said resembling the 'truth' beyond the superficial. She was...is...so deep in the grips of madness that her perceptions of reality likely have very little to do with what is actually there."

He ponders a moment. "Still, the idea has merit. Come, let us bundle up these books and take them with us for further study, then we can see to the children."

[ewancummins]

The sound of music drifts down the stairs from the fourth floor. Dorgio will immediately recognize the tune as the very same one played by the music box that Denys Sancerre had given him as a gift.

[Adam]

Bennedict pauses, his spine immediately stiffening.

"What is it about music boxes that makes them always seem so ominous?" he asks to the room, a nervous twist evident beneath the words.

[steveflam]

"Great hornytoads it works! I gone done it right." He closes the box and packs it in his bag, then returns below to the others. His shadow is already with the others, not making a big effort to hide. The dwarf wants to get the party used to his bizarre traveling companion.

[Brock Marsh Runoff]

Dorgio blinks in disbelief and relief when he hears the music. Once Norzak returns, he says, "That music upstairs, it is the box Evie was giving me!" A puzzled look crosses his face, and he looks to the ground in thought. "Why was it so valuable to her, that she would be keeping it, and using it too?"

[ewancummins]

''Evangeline...''

Cirdan stiffens his posture and turns away from the group for a moment. The knight mutters to himself, something unintelligible to the rest of you. After a few heartbeats' time, he turns to face Benn and says-

''Alright then, you know how to take care of old books like those. I'm going down to the children's grave in the courtyard, now.''

[ewancummins]

the Keep


Cirdan turns from his fellows and walks downstairs to the first floor, and thence out into the courtyard.

He stands silently beside the grave that he and his companions had made for the bones of the long-dead children. The knight bows his head in silent respect for the dead.

[ewancummins]

Wat's cabin

Once Wat has gathered some supplies for a dinner, he places these in a basket. He then hangs the basket from a hooked stick, which protrudes from the wall of the backroom. After having done this, Wat now prepares to lay down for another rest.

''I am sore weary, friend Jon. I must sleep more. ''