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    The sun rises over the Running Hills. This night was long for those who found themselves behind the walls of Shaerlorn. Refugees have come streaming through the walls for a month, each of them telling stories. The most bizarre stories, of ships coming from the Mists. Of strange creatures, never before seen, and of the dead rising to take up arms against the living.

    And then the armies begin marching past. From the north, Serazi sends her Legions. A Kelean army, marches south shortly after. Smaller forces are heard to be gathering together to form a large force in the western kingdoms, but none have gone south. Many whispers and rumors flew up and down the trading routes of the Threshold. They speak of things rarely heard of: Alliances. Banding together for common defense.

    And soon after, comes the reports. Defeat after defeat in the South. The fall of Ar-Keran. The machines of war moving slowly north.

    But tonight, none of that matters. It is the Festival of the Third Moon. Tonight, Sera, the largest of Arret's moons rises tonight for the first time in a hundred years. Throughout all the streets of Shaerlorn, people are preparing for the event. Decorations, all of them emerald green to match the moon, are being strung across the wide avenues. Women are wearing thier finest green dresses, and the men are wearing Sprite of green herbs to mark the event.

    Today, the war is far away, and people seem to be throwing themselves into the festivities with an almost unheard of fervor.

    And far overhead, the floating tower of the Archmagi holds dominion over all, though even it appears to have been decorated in emerald banners and lights to mark the occasion.

    For reasons only you truly know, you have found your way here, to Shaerlorn. Around you lies a city in celebration, a city trying to forget the seemingly inescapable clouds of doom looking to the far South.
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    The bright, cheerful morning found Athena riding through a city preparing for celebration. She lounged easily in her saddle with the casual ease of a practiced rider, letting her dusky gray stallion Shadow mostly find his own way through the increasing throngs of celebrants. She smiled wryly as she noticed the color of the season, which almost matcher own forest green. An inquisitive chirp directed her glance down to her arm, resting on her saddlehorn, where her snowy owl Whisper was fluffing his feathers against the morning chill. Widening her smile, she drew her simple cape around the bird, cooing softly to encourage him to rest.

    She had ridden through much of the night, relying on the keen senses of her companion to find her way along the road; she had meant to make camp and start the following morning, but she could not, not now, with civilization so close after so many nights alone in the wilds.

    She inhaled deeply, drawing into her nostrils the barely familiar scents of a busy town. Her last adventure had gone well; a nice, peaceful job as a guardian for a small outpost of wood elves, who were establishing a shrine to Obad-Hai. It had been a deeply fulfilling mission, spiritually, but had often sent her patrolling deep in the woods, alone. She found herself longing for the companionship of her own kind, and for the sort of creature comforts one does not find in a forest: a nice cold glass of ale, perhaps even a hot bath, and most of all, a warm bed indoors where one need stand watch or fear being attacked by bandits in the night. For one night, anyway - like most good things in life, civilization was best taken in small doses.

    That, and because even in the deep woods, rumors her reached her of war, and grave happenings to the south.

    Athena did not consider herself much of a crusader - she was not driven by the same zeal for justice or greed as many she had adventured with - but she did enjoy the simple pleasures of life in the great outdoors. To live well and freely in a world full of covetous men cost money, and there were few options for a woman of her interests and aptitudes to earn a comfortable living. Offering her skills as an adventurer suited her well.

    And while she had no love of the chaos and imbalance that war brought, or the stifling rules of a military regime, surely troubling times created plenty of opportunity for individuals like herself.

    But first, to see about that mug of ale, supposing they had a cask broached this early in the morning. Why not, though she mused to herself - is there not a festival on? She clicked her tongue, and nudged Shadow along with her knees, directing him towards a sign that looked like it advertised a tavern.
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    Grunner leans against a column outside a tavern, watching the festival.
    He is worried.
    He's worried partially about the trouble to the South, and partially about all the troops moving through, but he's mostly worried about his job. With this war going on, he's not sure how much longer the Peacock is going to stay open. And if it closes, he's out of a job.
    He sighs and adjusts the length of chain coiled around his shoulder.
    Problems for another day. The Festival is here right now, and he would be a fool to miss it with fretting.
    He pushes himself upright as an unfamiliar horse and rider approach. "Who're you?"
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    Athena looked down at the man who'd just addressed her. He had the look of a wood elf; folk with whom she was very familiar. Not known for being exceptionally bright, but she had always found them stalwart, reliable in a fight, and honorable to deal with. She addresses him in Elven, "Well met, friend. I am just another stranger in town for the festival, but a friend of your kind."

    She let an appraising glance linger for a moment. This one had the look of one who knew his way around a battlefield, yet bore no military insignia - traits she had come to associate with her fellow soldiers of fortune. She continues in Common, "Say, I'm not exactly a city-slicker. I don't suppose you'd care to show a new girl around town? I want a hot bath, cold ale, and lodging for myself and my animals, and then, I'd like to see what you city folks do for fun!"

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    Alexander came to Shaerlorn, ragged and bitter. He was alone, the unsettling feeling washed over him. He didn't want to think back to his family in Ar-Keran. I'll make the bastards pay... his body shook as he remembered to himself.

    It was a stormy night that fateful day. As a noble of a prestigious military family the news of the hordes of monsters of the north didn't bother him. He was primed and ready to defend the glory of the crown and lead his troops to victory. I shall win the glory for my name. was what rang through his mind and he roused his men to stand guard. But when the wave after wave stormed the kingdom, reality hit him hard. Comrades in arms killed and made to fight the dead, he had seen nothing like it. Fear swept through him as he lead his battalion not in a battle of glory but a battle for survival. He was overrun and was forced to retreat to the north. He felt powerless and angry at himself as more and more of his men fell to grievous injury and fatigue. All his men perished but him as he made the way to the doorstep of the refugee camp.

    Alexander snapped out of his haze, looking at the festivities he wanted to forget for at least one night and then think of what to do next. It was odd for him to be alone, having always been surrounded by servants and trainers he was unsure where to go, he knew he needed food and a stable for the horse he rode into battle. He did not know it's name but it's efforts would not be in vain without reward. He notices a few beings that catches his eye and rides towards them. "It seems you might have an idea where food and board may be," he directs his question to the half-elf. "what are your names?"

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    Athena looks at their latest arrival and raises a hand in greeting. "I'm Athena, a free ranger and wanderer." She notes the dust of travel on the human man's clothes, and the haunting look in his eyes. "Say, you look like you could use a drink even more than me."

    She looks at the sign of the Peacock. I like this tavern so far - it seems to attract all the right sorts of people. If you'd like to join me inside, what's say the first round is on me? Us outlanders should stick together - and the elf as well." She winks at the barbarian. "I'm not going to believe you got all those muscles from soft living here in town."
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    Pelric is lost in his thoughts as he approaches Shaerlorn with a group of refugees. It seems to him like only yesterday when he was a Pelor apprentice, washing and feeding the experienced priests around him in the Church. Then the dead rose. And the priests who fell fighting the dead rose too. Pelric got lucky, very lucky. He was smart with his spells and handy with his mace just enough to find a war horse whose rider had become a zombie to ride away. He kept finding undead as he rode north, trying to avoid them whenever possible and dispatching them when needed.

    He found this group of refugees and provided much needed healing and some rest for his tired body but none for his soul or his mind. Everything he was told to believe in what upside down. Although his faith in Pelor was untouched, he could not understand what was happening and prayers after prayer went unanswered. He had no idea what was happening but strongly believed that Pelor kept him alive for a reason. After entering the city, the bid adieu to the refugees and went to look for a temple of Pelor. He could not find any and the people in the city were either refugees or just interested in that green moon festival so they could not really help him. He abandoned his search and let the wind lead him. He saw a tavern named "The Peacock" and thought that a glass of milk or lemon water would be welcome. He noticed a woman elf and a armored noble on his horse so he asked to neither one of them specifically in a very monotone tone "Do you know what the stables are to put my horse?".

    He thought "I should give a name to the horse. By why bother. With my luck, the beast will likely die soon. And look at all these people, happy and ready to celebrate. Do they have any idea of the horrors coming their way? Fools, all of them."
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    Grunner shakes his head ruefully. Here he was worring about his job when a whole slew of customers shows up. He casts a weather eye over them. None of them look like trouble, so he answers.
    "This here's the Peacock," he says gruffly. "Best tavern in town. Stables are down the street," he says while pointing, "And The King's Anvil - that's the inn - is right up by the center of town. Though Cob might have a few rooms in the back if you want to stay here."
    "If you're looking for entertainment, today's the Festival of the Third Moon. Big event hereabouts, and let me tell you - we're doing a roaring trade."
    Pushing himself away from the wall, he turns to Athena specifically. "I'd like that, I s'pose. Keep an eye on the inside while I'm at it."
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    Pelric nods at the strong man in front of the Peacock and goes to put his horse in the stable. His mood is gloomy and walks back in silence to the tavern. He enters it and the place is packed and in a party mood. His first reaction is to walk away but he could really use a glass of milk or lemon-water. He looks for a quiet and isolated spot but cannot find any.

    Finally he sees the elven woman that was in front of the Peacock when he arrived. He approaches her and nods "Do you mind if I share your table? I will not bother as I will keep quiet. You won't even notice that I am here."
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    Zandra was worried.

    Not just worried that the enemy were amassing to the south. More worried that no-one was doing anything about it. Parties went on even with danger at hand. The town ought to have been mobilising for war. They didn't have time for this.

    In any case, at least she was standing guard over them. Her duty? No, but who could have told her from the guards milling about anyway, save that she noticeably increased their number?

    In any case, there was little to do. She saw a few people milling around outside some establishment by the rather uninspiring name of the peacock, and was half-tempted to go for a drink. But, no. She supposed she ought to stay alert, after all. The chances that the city would provide anything useful for her to do were slim, but nonetheless existent.

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    Athena nods at the barbarian. "See you inside, then, in two shakes. And I hope the rest of you will join us as well!" Then, digging her heels into Shadow's flanks, she half-gallops through the crowd to the stable, and sees that he is safely taken care of and then makes her way back to the inn, waving at a bored-looking paladin on her way.

    Once inside the inn, finds a table large enough for a few people, and flops into a seat, with Whisper perching on the seat back behind her. She orders a round of three ales, for herself, the barbarian, and outlander fighter, hoping they will join her, as well as a tall pitcher, and drains her ale almost as soon as it is set before her.

    As the cleric approaches her, she nudges another chair out from under the table with a foot with a throaty laugh and pours herself another round from the pitcher. "Oh, do sit down, Holy Father, and I most certainly hope you will not keep quiet! What'll it be, milk? Apple juice? I've just spent nearly a year with men of the cloth, you know, with their vows of sobriety and celibacy. Or...", she leans forward, teasingly arching an eyebrow "Could I convince you to cheat, just this once?" She flags down a server, ordering whatever the cleric picks.

    Once more people join, she settles back her chair, and addresses the table. "Anyhow, we might as well get to know one another - no doubt we share more in common than the good, hard-working townsmen outside. The tales of what we've seen on our travels would only scare the poor dears, sleeping warm and safe inside their high walls." Her smile becomes rueful. "No, they have folks like us to face danger for them, so they don't have to. Well, why don't you tell us a bit about yourselves, and how you came to this troubled little corner of the world?"

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    Pelric nods and sits next to Athena. He stays silent as he sips his lemon water and finally answers the elf lady "I never took any vow of celibacy or abstinence from alcohol. But when you have seen what I have seen, you learn that alcohol makes the nightmares worse. This is why I drink lemon water or milk. And in term of celibacy, my coins are limited and who has time for a courtship given the horrors waiting outside. So companionship will wait."

    He stays quiet before shaking his head in disgust "These people are insane. Here they are partying, not preparing for the evil and monstrosity coming from the south."

    He takes his symbol of Pelor from under his shirt and kisses it before putting it back. "We will try to safe as many as possible, knowing that the ones we cannot save will turn against us as undead. This is what I have been fighting since I am running away from the south. This is a war that without the help of the gods we cannot win."
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    Alexander nods to Athena's request his eyes still a bit black from tiredness, "That sounds good about now, but let me get this horse to the stable first..." Alexander makes movement to take the horse to the stall before returning sometime afterwards. Alexander sees the others from before, he found it odd she was that open, but probably because she knew nothing of his rank. Not that it mattered now. Alexander slumps a bit into the corner taking heavy swigs of Ale that Athena offered the group.

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    Athena laughs as the priest mentions companionship. "I was only joking, friend - what sort of person do you think I am? I just barely met you! What do I call you, by the way? And you can call me Athena - until we get to know each other better, anyway, when I might let you call me something else." She teases again, winking to make it clear that she is joking this time.

    She sips her drink as she listens to his words on the festival, and when he is done, she sets down the mug and stares into it as if it were a deep well. "So, perhaps you are right about the people partying - you'd know more about duty, and morality, and the proper thing to do. But I'll tell you what I've seen, and what little I know. You see, I've made sort of a study of the undead - the better to hurt them, you understand." She shrugs. "I suppose it fits with the dogma of my god, Obad-Hai, but I'm not what you'd call devout. It's more of a matter of practicality with me. I kill the things that people pay me to kill, so I try to be good at it."

    She looks up, making eye-contact with the priest. "And there's a reason they pay me to fight the walking dead. Even the weakest zombie is more than a match for a commoner armed with a pitchfork or bludgeon. These are peasants and townsmen, not warriors. How many of them even have a decent weapon, let alone know how to use? No, my friend, let them enjoy what days they have left, because I doubt they could defend themselves even if they prepared. Maybe we can't help them all, and maybe this isn't a war but we can win. But maybe that's just nature's way. So let the flowers bloom while the sun's out, is the way I look at it. And pay people like us to make the sunlight last as long as possible."

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    Pelric looks at Athena and bows. "I want to apologize. I did not mean to imply that you were looking for coins or companionship. I am really sorry about that. I have not had many conversations with others. I just came in with a group of refugees who were to scared to talk and I do not blame them, given what I to try to turn or bludgeon into oblivion. So please apologize for my poor manners. It is another reason why I try to stay silent. I often say the wrong thing."

    He extends his hand. "Nice to meet you Athena. I am Pelric, worshiper of Pelor. Devotion and worship are personal matters and I never judge them. The relationship between you and your god is personal and as long as it is a positive relationship, who I am to try to convince you of the opposite?" He attempts to smile but the smile is tired.

    Some life returns to his eyes when Athena mentions undead "So you have met and destroyed these monstrosities? And you are a sell sword specialized in eliminating this menace? You must be in high demand. The commoners as you call them, have no chance against the dead. To them a pitchfork is to move hay, not kill. I taught my refugees that running and avoidance should always be their first and primary option. I fight for them and accept what they value my services are worth. With my refugees, I was worth sleeping in a wagon for 10 days. How could have asked for more when they had lost everything and more? I am here to stop the advance of darkness although I feel that I am totally failing at it. I ......"

    He stops and sights "I am sorry Athena. I speak too much. It must be the lemon water. It went straight to my head."
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    "Grim talk," comments Grunner as he slides into a chair at the table. "Is it justified? I'll admit, what reports we here from the South are garbled. Rumors at best." He shakes his head. "And I can't say I'm qualified to pick out the truth; never been a brainy type, you know."
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    Alexander slams the mug laughing a bit at himself and a bit at the others.
    "Destroy? Them?! I was in Ar-Keran. I was son to the Grinchen knights, it's next heir, Alexander Grinchen!" Alexander throws the crest on the table. "We were overrun, the best fighters I had slain before me and turned against me,
    barely escaping that hell and you speak of protecting this town? laughable I say! These people are
    better off enjoying their time for it may be their last soon!"
    And with that finishes off his drink and crumbles onto the table the thoughts playing over and over in his head looking at nothing but the wood of the table.

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    Athena sympathetically pats Pelric's shoulder. "No need to be sorry. These are trying times... And anyway, they are only words. If we can't even face words, how can we face what's out there? Speak your mind and lighten your burdens, I always say, rather than let them weigh down your spirits."

    Then, she blinks, startled by Alexander's outburst. "Poor old sod. Let's get you something stronger than ale, hm?" She signals to a barkeep, and then, turning to Grunner, she says, "Well, there's your answer, straight from the horse's mouth. Apparently, we've been fortunate thus far in the North. I myself have had a small degree of success hunting the weaker ones, though as Pelric says, it is often better to run. I've said that I'm not very devout, but neither am I faithless - and Obad-Hai teaches us that undeath is a plague upon the natural order that must be fought. As you say, it may ultimately be a losing battle." She raps the table next to Alexander. "Filled with devastating losses. But Nature is often cruel, and death is a part of life - that's reality. If you fight for a cause, then that cause doesn't stop being right just because you get kicked down sometimes. Listen, the gods only know why these things happen, but you sound like men of honor and compassion. The pain that you must be feeling just affirms your strength of character. Wear it as a badge of honor and draw strength from it for the fights ahead, not despair."

    She drains the last of her ale, and winks. "Anyway, that's just how I see it. But what do I know, I'm just a sell-sword. Think about it this way. I try to help as much as I can, but if it ends up being not good enough, well, at least I got paid." Whisper chirps at her shoulder, and it almost sounds like laughter. "Now what's say someone else picks up another round or two, and we can day-drink in honor of the fallen, and toast our solemn oaths to do as much good as we can before we bite it."
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    Outside the tavern, Zandra sees someone running through the crowd, throwing themselves at people. The man looks upset. Very upset. But most of the people recoil from him, and the soldiers shove him back into the crowd. As he gets closer you finally see why.

    He is a Street Elf. His copper skin and pale golden eyes give that away. Though he is dressed incredibly well, meaning he at least knew some kind of trade, he was still treated as beneath everyone else. He is still making his way through the crowd, but no one seems to want to listen to him or what he wants.

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    Inside, the talk is mostly jovial, people talking about the night's festival, and how it was nice to have something to celebrate in the midst of all the chaos coming from the south. Even though Shaerlorn's walls have never in four millennia been breached, the people are terrified. And despite your disdain at the celebrations around them, you all feel the tension buried beneath it. The smiles are strained, the jokes stale and poorly delivered. And not all are speaking of the festival. At a nearby table, a group of men are talking over their game of dice.

    "... came out in the middle of the night."
    "Really? just walked right out into the open?"
    "Brazen of them, wasn't it? Went right up to Jove's house. Broke the door down and killed him as he sat in his chair."
    "What about Meredith? What happened to his wife?"
    "No trace of her. Or their two girls."
    "How do you know it was the elves what done it?"
    "The tracks. Came out of the woods near his house, and went right back into it. Along with tracks that might be the womenfolk. Disappeared not too far into the woods. Must be a Pathway near there. Damn slippery elves with their magic."
    The other men at the table just whistled softly through their teeth as the story was laid out to them.

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    Pelric nods at Athena, glad that she realized that he is sometimes very clumsy with words. When Alexander has his outburst, he awkwardly pad him on the bad. "It is OK brother. I have not seen or heard anyone reporting a victory against them. That is the thing about the dead. They don't care. They don't care if you are rich, poor, human, elf, a good man, a bad man, pretty or ugly, devout or faithless, they go after you. We are just meat to them."

    He nods to Athena "I will take the next round. Although my head needs to stay clear, there are others who need to drown their sorrows."

    Pelric hears the conversation and looks at Athena as wood elves are being accused of murder and kidnapping. He waits for her reaction before saying or doing anything.
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    Athena exhales sharply. "Well, gents, looks like the walking dead aren't our only problem. And I think I have an interesting proposition for you. Fate or chance brought us together somehow, and I see a chance for us to do some good here. I mean, what are the odds that a band of capable adventurers just happens to wander into a tavern, and end up with a potentially significant quest?"

    "Alexander,"
    she says, trying to get the man's attention. "You have been through hell, but you don't look beaten to me. Are you ready to swing back at the world that knocked you down, and remind yourself that there are still fights that you can win?"

    "Pelric"
    , she says to the cleric. "You've worked so hard to protect the innocent. Is your conviction just as strong to find the guilty and bring them to justice? Murder doesn't sound like the work of any elves that I know, which means someone is going to a lot of trouble to stir up more trouble."

    "And you, my elven friend"
    , she says to Grunnar. "This unfortunate event will create... tensions, unless someone gets to the bottom of it. It is in your best interest to help these townspeople. And anyway, aren't you eager to put all those muscles of yours to better use than breaking up tavern brawls?"

    "As for myself, well, this is what we call an employment opportunity. Please don't judge me too harshly; you wouldn't steal a loaf of bread from a baker, would you? Likewise, if we are to risk our lives and expend our energy for the benefit of others, compensation is a fair and just thing to expect... And think of all the people you could help with the money, if you like."

    "Well, what do you all say? Can we work together on this? We will need to find out more about what's going on, and then figure out a way of getting paid to help..."

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    Zandra walked up to the elf and looked at him askance. "Come, now, what is it you have to say? I'll make it heard if it's worth hearing."

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    Pelric nods at Athena "If an innocent woman and her children have been kidnapped and are in danger, you can count on me. If they are in the darkness, I will do what I can to bring the light of Pelor to them. And if at the same time, I can clear the name of innocent people, you can count me in again. I do not really care about the payment. Helping innocent is a reward enough. If there is gold or other in kind benefits, it is an added bonus but it is not necessary."

    He stops before looking at Athena right in the eyes "Be careful that your love of gold does not confuse your sense of right and wrong. Gold is a great servant but an awful master."
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    Zandra walked up to the elf and looked at him askance. "Come, now, what is it you have to say? I'll make it heard if it's worth hearing."
    The elf falls to his knees as someone finally stops to hear his pleas. He looks to be on the verge of weeping, but somehow controls it. "Oh, thank you! Bless you, my lady! Bless you!"

    On his knees he looks up at you, his eyes beginning to water. He starts beseeching you, hands clasped together before him.

    "Please, m'lady. Please. You must help her. They took her and disappeared. They took her in the dead of night.... She is gone. Please. Help me find someone who can find my sister..."

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    Alexander barely listened to their words, fear and anger swirled in his mind. Anger that he could do nothing, anger that he ran instead of fighting. Hearing of the other's family gone missing he could only think of his family, the one he couldn't save. As Athena's words rang out as she addressed him. Yes, as long as he was alive he can rebuild the reputation of his crest. He didn't move for a moment digesting the information before reaching out and gripping tightly his emblem pulling it back to him as he raised his head. "There is still fights to win, and with each fight I can move closer to avenging my family." He said curtly rising to his feet and walking over to the men talking about the rumors, "Where can I find the one you are talking about his missing wife and children? I can take the job my group over there. Of course it may cost him some coin depending on his financial situation."
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    As Alexander goes to talk to the elf, she nods at Grunnar and Pelric. "Fine, first we help, then we worry about payment."

    She orders an extra pitcher of ale and takes it over to the men playing the dice game. "Pardon me, gentlemen, I thought I'd bring you some ale and wish you a happy festival! Listen, I'm new in town, and I couldn't help overhearing that there's mischief afoot, with murder and kidnapping? Myself and my friends over there are adventurers - maybe we can be of some use in figuring out what happened, and getting your womenfolk back. If we wanted to help, who could we speak to about picking up this investigation?"

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    Grunner remains silent. Decisions take time, in his experience, so he says nothing as he deliberates.
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    Pelric watched Athena address the men paying dice and spewing the rumors. He took another sip of his lemon water and waited. The elf woman seemed full of energy and desire. He was tired of leading after that long escape with the refugees. He did not mind taking a back seat role. He would offer his wisdom if needed but right now, it felt good not thinking about the future.
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    The dice clatter to a halt, and the men stop thier playing and drinking to look at the elf who just walked up to them.

    "Oh. I'm sure you would just like that, wouldn't you, elf. Just happen to be here to offer your 'help,' I'm sure. Damn elves just can't help it can you? Wasn't enough for you to defend your damn cities when we was fighting the wars years back, but now you hafta take our womenfolk, too?"

    The other men at the table are all nodding and offering thier agreements to what thier friend is saying, and at the outburst, some of the people at the other tables have stopped to see what was going on near them.

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    Pelric hears the comments addressed to Athena. He sights, gets up and go behind Athena. He puts a hand on her shoulder and gives her a gentle squeeze, as a sign to stay cool.

    He clears his throat and looks at the man who spoke right in the eyes. "When I was a Pelor apprentice, I was taught a lot about darkness of evil. I tought that evil was easy to identify; undead, monsters, etc. But I soon realize that there is a darkness in the heart of men that is scary that the evil you can see. That darkness has many names, racism, stupidity, bigotry, hatred, xenophobia but mainly it is fear. It is the fear of one's inadequacy to the task at hand. This lady elf offered our help to find that poor innocent woman and her daughters. She did thins because she cares and she is a good person. Instead of understanding that, you realized that you were a failure. Instead of going after the missing, you are here drinking and playing dice. You can insult and threaten the elves because they are different but all you do is masking the fear of your own inadequacy and failure. But it does not have to be that way. You can accept who you are and try to become a better person. You can choose not to hide under racism and bigotry and instead accept your own limits and fear and help us find that woman and her children. You can provide information or insult an entire race and increase the chances that bad things will happen to them. The choice is yours and the gods are watching ....."
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