Family Reunion

[Iron Dragoon]

[blockquote]Rolled 1d100 : 22, total 22[/blockquote]

[Anastasia]

A narrow path of roses and thorns, winding about and around. Turn after turn, surely going farther than the courtyard should have space to accept, but on you go. In time you come to a four way intersection. In the center sits a bench where an elven man rests. His eyes are closed as he lightly strums a harp, his features as elegant and beautiful as his music is. He wears simple clothes otherwise, linens.

[Iron Dragoon]

Alyssa greets him in Sylvan, "Hello. This is a beautiful place."

[Anastasia]

"Very whimsical," Emily agrees, smiling. "I think....Skygrass, was it?"

"Ah, Skaegras! No, that's my brother," The elf declares, "I an Vasni," the elf introduces himself, "We get mistaken for each other, we're twins."

Ianvasah gives him a long look at that as Emily goes on, "Oh yes, I think he mentioned that now. Something about you having to miss the dance because of a prior engagement? It was too bad, it was a great evening."

"I was off plane," Skaegras sighs, overblown and dramatic, smiling all the while. "Her Majesty showed me the way to accomplish her will."

[Iron Dragoon]

"It's a pleasure to meet you. Would you be willing to take us to the Queen?"

[Anastasia]

"Ah, The Queen." Skaegras murmurs, "I'm afraid not, for she goes where she wishes, and I know not where she is."

[Iron Dragoon]

Alyssa nods.

"Would you happen to know anyone who's a collector of stories? We came across a grave and I'd like to know the story behind it."

[Anastasia]

"Ask around, for are we all nothing but collections of stories?" Skaegras replies, fingers dancing along his harp.

"No, but that sounds mock insightful," Jarem retorts right back. "You also didn't say yes or no to the question."

With a suffering sigh, "Ah, human temper. I know several here and in other places. I may even know it myself. What do you know of the grave?"

[Iron Dragoon]

Alyssa brings out her journal and shows him the rough sketch she made and the inscription on the gravestone.

[Anastasia]

"No idea, I'm sad to say," The elf replies, But it is merely a question of finding the right story."

[Iron Dragoon]

Alyssa sighs.

"Thank you, in any case. We must be on our way, I suppose, to find the Queen."

[Anastasia]

"Fare you well," The elf bids as you all begin to go and...

Which direction?

[Iron Dragoon]

1- north, 2 -east, 3- west

[blockquote]Rolled 1d3 : 1, total 1[/blockquote]

[Anastasia]

Thus you travel west, into more rose-choked paths and...

d100.

[Iron Dragoon]

[blockquote]Rolled 1d100 : 72, total 72[/blockquote]