Ariss

Light reflects on the polished armour of the soldiers that move out across the bridge of Mistas, accompanied by the cheers of the citizens. They are the second troop to move out today, following a smaller group that left before, trying to lay a trap for whatever danger lies hidden in the woods. Over a hundred soldiers on the march, fanning out to search the woods besides the road. Hours later they will return, telling tales of strange trees that suddenly move to throw fire and magic at the soldiers. More than six of those were discovered and put to the torch, with only few wounded.

On their return they follow the carts of the gypsies, finally arriving at Mistas, wagons loaded with the much needed food for the town. Late at night they shall leave again, loaded with ore and metals and heading for the north-west, among them soldiers from Mistas for protection.

In the north, too, a caravan arrives, slowly ascending the side of the mountain to reach the pass. Together with them the soldiers of Karnaugh arrive, reporting back from their expedition. They bring food, tidings and maps from the east and news from the plains. In the courtyard of the castle they are welcomed, quickly unloading the wagons to trade food for ore and metals. Yet low are mood and morals, for earlier that day the remainders of the expedition returned, bringing with them the wounded and dead, smashed and hurt by giants in the night.


Game meeting tonight at the University, 8:45 pm.