A Land Far Away

Leaning on the battlements of the Fourthpeak outpost, watching the road, Davaigny Mirek turns to call over to his constant companion, before remembering that she is out scouting. Instead, he turns back to watch the large half orc woman he knows as Gruu, an occassional resident at the outpost. Drapped on her shoulders is a large armoured man, apparently dead. Another victim of the road between Rivermoot and Settlestone.

Looking closer, his initial supicion of a goblin ambush seems unlikely. The way he was torn to shreds, it looks more like he was a victim of the large wolves that sometimes hunt the path. "Why is he look familiar?" Davaigny wonders to himself and the name Agnar Warchild suddenly pops into his head. No simple caravan guard that. A true warrior. With a really nice greataxe, if Davaigny remembers correctly. Maybe Gruu will sell it to him cheap later.

Gruu disappears into the forest down the hill. Half an hour later she emerges from the forest without the body of Agnar, heading back up the hill, covered in dirt and blood.

As she climbs the stairs, Davaigny moves over to his supply stores and waits for Gruu. "Did yous bury him?" he asks as she approaches.

Gruu grunts the affirmative, pauses then adds "Gruu feed tree".

"Do you has his nice greataxe to sells to me?" Davaigny asks, hopeful.

"Gruu think dead man need axe in next life. Gruu bury dead man with axe and armour."

ARGGGHHHHHHHHH!

((( OOC: Aw, man! And I was hoping to chew him out for getting Devaigny and the Legion scout grabbed by the gnolls! Sorry, mate. Who better than I know that even the great ones fall? edit: And my appologies for missing the location of this thread. I was wiped out when I wrote this )))

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After closer examination of the wounds found on the body of Agnar it could be determined they were not typical of a wolf. They more closely resembled that of a rather large bear.