A New Beginning

[Anastasia]

The man smiles as Calleigh takes a bite. It's really good, actually. Well made, fresh, tasty. Mmm, peaches.

[Yuthirin]

Calleigh finishes off the pie, "Mmm! Good job on the pie! Real good stuff!"

[Anastasia]

"Thank you!" The man smiles, "I'll let everyone know a real princess likes it!"

[Yuthirin]

"You bet! Anyone who says otherwise can come ask for me at Aurora or on Lifasa!"

[Anastasia]

Ricky waves and goes off, and thus the two of you resume. The rest of the hour passes uneventfully, no sign of Makaril by randomly wandering in Elysium.

[Yuthirin]

The pair head upward, widening their vantage and looking for a settlement.

[Anastasia]

You fly upward. Perhaps a dozen miles away you can see a sprawling village, surrounded by several farms on the outskirts.

[Yuthirin]

They have time to kill, so off they go!

[Anastasia]

Thus you fly over. It's not too long by flight, and soon enough you reach there. It's a simple village - nice enough from above. Happy. Pastoral. Picturesque.

Ball's in your court here.

[Yuthirin]

As the pair come in to land in the town, Calleigh nods and says, "It's very Elysium here."

[Anastasia]

Tryll gets no reactions, naturally, while a few passerbys giving Calleigh smiles.

[Yuthirin]

"Hey!" Calleigh accosts a random passer-by, "You seen or heard from a guy named Makaril? Tall, dark, got teef wike diff?" Calleigh is holding her upper front teeth between her fingers as she ends her questioning.

[Anastasia]

> roll 1d100
<Serith> Kotono roll for Serith < 7 > [d100=7]

How thematic.

The woman in question is middle aged and yet oddly ageless, carrying a basket full of fruits. "Eh? Oh! Makaril the Avenger! I've heard stories about him. Makaril and his sword Kalembar, who all the bards who pass through are talking of, as he was part of the Aurora."

[Yuthirin]

"Yep that's him! Where'd he go?"

[Anastasia]

"I have no idea," The woman sighs, brushing back a bit of stray brown hair. "I wish I did. He'd make a great husband!"