One Crisis At A Time
Posted: Tue Jul 07, 2015 4:12 am
After the confrontation with Akorharil at the Inquisition meeting, Shaelie sped along the dark wooded path through the Ghostlands. She wanted to gain some distance from those that remained before she used her transport device. But the further she took the road through the eerie forest, the darker the path seemed to become. She hadn't made it much more than a mile from the Wall where the meeting had been held, before she began to seriously question her decision to travel this road alone.
Steering her rocket off the road, she climbed off and pulled out her transport device, quickly dialing in the coordinates that would take her back to the Grim garrison. Once there, she wasted no time. She had very few belongings to speak of, so it didn't take her more than a couple of minutes to hastily pack up what little she had and abandon the tiny section of the guild hall that she called her own.
Something was terribly wrong. And until she figured out what it was, she wouldn't rest easy around the warlocks of The Grim.
Once she was safely away from the Garrison, she scribbled a hasty note to Kerala, sending it to the druidess via goblin post.
Kerala,
Stay away from Akorharil, I'm afraid you might be in danger. I know you don't have a reason to trust or like me. That's ok. But please let us talk soon.
-Shaelie
Steering her rocket off the road, she climbed off and pulled out her transport device, quickly dialing in the coordinates that would take her back to the Grim garrison. Once there, she wasted no time. She had very few belongings to speak of, so it didn't take her more than a couple of minutes to hastily pack up what little she had and abandon the tiny section of the guild hall that she called her own.
Something was terribly wrong. And until she figured out what it was, she wouldn't rest easy around the warlocks of The Grim.
Once she was safely away from the Garrison, she scribbled a hasty note to Kerala, sending it to the druidess via goblin post.
Kerala,
Stay away from Akorharil, I'm afraid you might be in danger. I know you don't have a reason to trust or like me. That's ok. But please let us talk soon.
-Shaelie