Naeldor - Old Forums

You have made your way out of the Wizards safehold, and back to the village of mountaintop, safe in the knowledge that the village is now out of danger, you continued on towards the Delve.

After a rather rough journey, you arrive, and spend a little time at the rather pitiful little party that has been organized. Shortly after being welcomed by Thane Torgan, a strange grey Dwarf rushed in, and started babbling about the nightmares that his people were facing.

Norril, ambassador to the Undinirr, is currently imploring Thane Torgan for aide, and you listen intently.

*After getting a bit sidetracked, not lost and seperated, just sidetracked..Asia catches up to the group. Though the party is far from grand..she did pick up some snacks and ale before settling in behind thr goup to listen to what is going on*

whispering to Mig who she snuck up behind and poking him in the back to get his attention "hey!, what's going on? What'd I miss?" *munches on some cheese and bread she picked up and washes it down with ale, waiting for a reply*

As the sound of the entering grey dwarf reaches Whipple's ears, tension grips the corners of the gnome's eyes. As he slowly turns to size up the newcomer, a grimace filled with anticipatory dread covers the scrawny wizard's face. As Whipple's eyes fall upon the grey dwarf for the first time, a fleeting look of relief passes over the one-eyed wizard's face, and he lets out an involuntary sigh. He then quickly stops his exhale in mid-sigh, and casts furtive glances at his companions.