Back to the Future II, Track II - No McFly's here Options

[Lady Door]

No longer able to ignore the siren song of the feather bed, Morgana trudges up the stairs slowly. By the time she reaches their room she's almost asleep already.
Opening the door, Morgana has a brief moment of alarm when she can't find Ralo. However, moments later she spots him curled up underneath the pillow, one little leg and wing poking out. Gently, Morgana lifts the pillow to make sure he's still breathing. Hearing the tiny snore, Morgana smiles and puts the pillow back.
Walking back to the door, Morgana carefully balances the bedside water glass on the doorknob. Good to know somethings will always work, no matter what timeline you find yourself in.
Finally she crashes on her bed, asleep before she can even think to get under the covers.

[fistandantilus4....]

Alexander -Coel - Jail - 7pm

Alexander comes out of his trance. The ritual is complete. He can feel the bond. He can feel the strength of Mybruje flowing in to him. It is small now, not as powerful as when the bond was forged. But it wll grow in time as his righteousness does. Strength in Truth.

There is a sound to the right. The guards. Alexander turns his head to see the last of the three fall asleep on the table, cards and pints still in front of them . Bryce is there, watching them. He turns, and walks to the cell.

I don't know what has happened Alexander. I cannot explain the bodies that I saw. They were not undead. But I learned to read a man a long time ago, and you are not lying. Nor are you mad. I believe that you speak the truth.

But the Council listens to Elder Hommmond. He is no longer him self, I'm sure of it now. As I said, I've spent a long time reading people. That man is not the Elder I have come to respect over the years. I don't know how, but what happened earlier today makes it clear that there is a horror at work here. And if a horror can raise the dead and possess a good man, i don't see why it can't patch up the bodies of a couple of boys.

I'm going to let you out. I've left a note with the elf girl to meet you by the gnarled elm tree down the hill, the on struck by lightning last summer. Go there. The guards will be asleep a while longer. You can no longer stay here. You've been sentenced to death, and nothing I do will change that. I will tell your mother the truth.

Bryce takes the keys and opens the cell door. He then grabs a cloak and wide hat from one of the cloak pegs.

Take Adron's cloak, it's big enough to conceal you. I've already left your sword and mail by the elm, under one of the roots. The sun is going down in the west, towards where you're headed. It's glare will cover your escape.

Mynbruje be with you Alexander.

Bryce steps aside to let Alexander pass.

[fistandantilus4....]

Ralo/Morgana - Coel - The Inn - 7:15pm

Ralo awakens finding him self in a comfrotable little nest of pillows and blankets. A nice little spot, all nice and warm. Sleeping in human sized beds is defintely going on the list of Things-I-Should-Do-More-Often.

Finally sitting up, Ralo looks around the room. No malp has been lit, and the last rays of the sun barely illuminate the rom. Morgana is lying on her bed, rather than in. Curiosly, there's a glass of water on the door knob.

Ralo rubs his eyes to make sure he isn't seeing things. The glass stays there. A shadow from the wall doesn't.

As Ralo watches, the shadow slides over Morgana's body, down, and in to her shadow...

MOrgana awakends with a scream! Icy cold slips over her body and for a horrifying moment, her body begins to move of it's own accord. Her mind is filled with cool hate, and a desire to tear wings off of something. Panic sets in, and her mid fights for control. Agonizing seconds pass, as Morgana screams within her own mind, fighting for control of her own will. Finally like a dam giving way, the force relents and Morgana regains control of her self, with a flood of relief.

A shadow, black as any cavern, slides off of Morgana's own shadow beneath her, and slides over the floor, towards Ralo's bed.

Initiative - 12

[Lady Door]

Initiative = 13

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Intitiative: 7, 1d12, Result: 12, re-roll 1, 13

[Lady Door]

Morgana, seeing the entity gliding towards Ralo, screams. She slides her sword from it's scabbard and attacks.

Melee Attack

[ Spoiler ]

Drawing sword from scabbard as part of Combat Move Action.
Melee Weapons: Rank 4, Step 11, d10+d8 + (1) Karma: d6, Result: 4,6,6, re-roll 2 Total: 18

Broadsword Damage

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Broadsword (Blackrazor): Dmg Step 16, d20+d8, Result: 20, re-roll 10, 5 Total: 35 FREAKING POINTS OF DAMAGE! TAKE THAT YOU FIEND!!! MWAHAHAHAHAHA!

[fistandantilus4....]

Morgana slices through the shadow with a back-handed slice of Black Razor.

The shadow shrieks and the sword flares in a black light. When light returns to the room, the malevolent shadow is gone.

[Lady Door]

For a moment, all Morgana can do is stare at her sword. Then she turns to Ralo.
What the hell was that?

[ludomastro]

Alexander -Coel - Jail - 7pm

Alexander stares for a second at Bryce before it sinks in that his prayers have been answered. May Mynbruje bless you for your help. Alexander dons the hat and cloak before turning to Bryce again. What will happen to you old friend?

Alexander waits on Bryce to answer and then heads out the door towards the gnarled elm tree down the hill.

[fistandantilus4....]

Alexander
I have turned loose a criminal. I will face trial. You have until then to destroy whatever is doing this to our home.

[ludomastro]

Then, by Mynbruje, I will do it. The Truth shall set us Free.

[fistandantilus4....]

You can't win every battle Alexander. Sometimes a man simply has to pick how he will die.

[Grinder]

Ralo/Morgana - Coel - The Inn - 7:15pm

Still surprised by Morganas one-shot-one-kill attack on the shadowy thing, Ralo flies a yard in the air over the bed and draws his swords. After that he looks for candles or a light quarz and illuminates the room.

Magic Lore check to get any idea.

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Per 6 plus Magic Lore 4 = 10 = d10+d6= 6+5= 11

There's is more going here in this village, it seems. What did you do while I was asleep?

[Lady Door]

Still surprised herself, Morgana sheathes her sword and turns to Ralo.
I spoke to the accused blacksmith, Alexander. He told me his story, and Ralo, it may sound strange but I believed every word. I believe that Mynbruje himself watches over the man. He also spoke of seeing a strange shadow following Elder Hammond. If these shadows are the ones that the Passion spoke of, we must act quickly.

[fistandantilus4....]

Lore check - an average success, but not exactly magic in that sense. Horror construct, that much you know.

[Grinder]

Is this Alex a questor? What do you suggest? Examining what is up with Elder Hommond should be our first step, I think.

[Lady Door]

I believe he is, although I do not know for sure. I attempted to examine Elder Hammond when I returned from meeting with Alexander but the Council had departed, where I do not know. Now that we are awake, it might be best if we left this room.
Gathering up her pack, Morgana slings it onto her back.

[fistandantilus4....]

As Morganah slides on her pack, the over Ralo notices a small note that was apparently slid under the door, and unnoticed until now.

[Grinder]

What have we here?

Ralo dives to the ground and grabs the note.

Morgana, we got a note. Maybe an invitation to a dinner? He grins as he hands over the note to the elf.

[Lady Door]

Strange... Do you always think with your stomach?Morgana laughs and opens the letter.

[fistandantilus4....]

Addressed -Travelers
I believe taht something is very wrong within our town. I do not believe that the smith Alexander is mad, nor that he is a murdere. I believe something is controlling one or more of our council ,including Elder Hommond.

I am releasing Alexander by the time you read this note. I have asked him to go to the lightning struck elm and await you. It is located two miels to the west. I am sure that Master Ralo will have no difficulty spotting it. I beseach you to aid the young man, as his home has been taken form him. He has no place to go. Please laeve quietly. I do not wish any of the town's people or militia to be hurt.
-Bryce

[Grinder]

I wasn't able to eat before I fall asleep, remember? What does the note say?

Waiting impatiently that Morgana finishes reading the note, Ralo flies up and down. What do you think, can I eat someting from the meal the Master gave me? Or would it be poisoned? I'm getting hungry.

[Lady Door]

Morgana quickly reads the note aloud to Ralo.
Unfortunately, my friend, it looks as though we don't have time to stop to get you something to eat. We need to leave immediately.
Digging through her pack, Morgana pulls out a piece of jerky and hands it to Ralo.
Here. It's all I have.
With that Morgana goes to the window and opens it, looking down and around for anyone. Seeing no one in the alleyway or watching, Morgana quickly casts Wall Walker and climbs down the wall.
C'mon Ralo. Let's go.

[Grinder]

With a smile the windlings grabs the jerky and afterwards his gear and follows Morgana through the open window.

[ludomastro]

Bryce says, You can't win every battle Alexander. Sometimes a man simply has to pick how he will die.

Alexander sees the failed dagger in his mind's eye. Alexnader, you can't be perfect all the time. Even a master smith does not succeed all the time. Yes master, I remeber.

Bryce, should I die in the service of Mynbruje, then my death is worthy. I will do the best I can.

With that, he is off to the tree in question.

[fistandantilus4....]

Alexander
It takes quite an amout of self control for Alexander to simply walk calmly out of town .Years at the fogre have taught him patience however, and so, concentrating on simply putting one foot in front of the otherm he walks in to the sunset, and out of Coel.
Thiry minutes later he finds the blasted elm. Just as Bryce said, under one of it's exposed roots holds a bundle with his personal belongings, as well as his sword and mail. No sign of the elf girl though.