The Cleansing of Left Manor (pt. 1)
After a night of rest, Alistair went through the motions of assigning items and boat passes to the group, so that they could be prepared for departure at a moment’s notice. He entrusted the group’s funds to Eyron, who happily obliged to hold onto velvet pouch laden with enough gold to support the four of them for about a month if they were careful enough with their money. Upon closer inspection...
Business seemed to be steady as usual for one of the local taverns of Freeport, an unnamed hostelry with a blank plaque hanging on a basic, wooden post just outside. Locals that frequented the area never had an issue with the anonymous tavern, merely referring to it as “The Spot” or “The Regular Place.” As the afternoon lazed by, the patrons within the tavern enjoyed their locally-brewed mead,...
The horse’s pace had been faltering for some time now. He had pushed it too hard, and it was near death from exhaustion. Fortunately his pursuers had stopped for fresh horses, buying him an hour, or two at the most. But none of that mattered now; he had scant little time to make it back to the keep and warn the Lady McCloud about the betrayal. The knight crested the final hill and neared the...