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Cave Entrance
Western Archenland


You stand on a narrow ledge overlooking the pool below. A cool breeze blows off the spray of the waterfall, though it also makes the ledge quite slippery and dangerous. A narrow trail, littered with dirt and pebbles, goes behind the waterfall. The trail leads to a dark hole and looks to have been well travelled once upon a time.


Jana sits nearish the ledge, repairing clothes. She wears long sleeves despite the heat.

Lanisen climbs up the rope and slings his satchel up before hoisting himself over the edge. “Ugh,” he groans melodramatically, looking at his palms. “Are we moving on soon? ‘Cause I don’t think my hands will survive climbing that rope too many more times.”

Jana pulls a salve-sort-of thing of of her pack and tosses it at him. To him. A little of both, really. “Quit whining. Better hide-out than most.”

Lanisen lunges for the bottle and fumbles it. “Better’n a tree,” he concedes, picking up the bottle and unscrewing the cap. “Bleah! What is this stuff?” He sniffs suspiciously at the goop.

Jana says, “Makes your hand feel better. Also softer, for if you need to seem high-class. Can give it back if you like.”

Lanisen dabs a bit of the salve onto his rope-burned hands and returns the bottle. “Huh. What’s in it?”

Jana says, “Rat guts.”

Lanisen blanches and stares at Jana.

Jana snickers.

Lanisen relaxes and finishes rubbing the gunk onto his hands. “Ha. Very ha.”

Jana gives him a “you’re welcome” nod, and stows away the bottle. “Hopefully, we get out of here once Myrd shows up.”

Lanisen nods thoughtfully. “‘K. Do you know how long we’ll be there?”

Jana asks, “Andale?”
Jana shrugs. “Month?”

Lanisen ahs. “Another month of sleeping in trees…” he sighs. “‘Cept for you, of course.”

Myrd suddenly steps out of the shadows at the entrance to the cave. “Long as it takes. And what if I’d been that knight? You’d never have seen me coming.”

Jana smirks, “Then I would have said, “You wouldn’t have to sleep in trees if you were better at farming.”
Jana says, “Or. Beat you up and left you for dead.”

Myrd snorts. “Get your things together. And the cloaks,” he orders.

Lanisen sits up straighter. “We’re leaving?”

Jana starts shoving unfinished clothing into a bag.

Myrd has already shouldered his own pack. His only response is a gruff nod.


Pool of the March
Western Archenland


The trail ends here, in a forested box canyon. Your steps are cushioned by the leaves and needles that have collected over the years. Most of the western side of the canyon is filled with a large, waterfall-fed pool. The trail follows the narrow southern shore until it reaches the canyon’s back wall. There is an abundance of tracks from the many animals who came here to drink. The trail rises steeply back out of the canyon to the east.


Tyren runs a hand through his hair as he walks along the edge of the pool.

Jana, Lanisen, and Myrd left the Western Archenland region at this point, successfully sneaking past Tyren, and traveled to Middle Archenland. Myrd then slipped off to lure Armel and/or Brynn from the Lancelyn Green tavern.


Northern Trail
Middle Archenland


You stand along the Northern Trail of Archenland. The vast plains of the country open up before you in a beautiful display of golden grasses and wildflowers. The sun glows softly, giving the scene a warm and comforting look. The trail itself winds slowly through the plains, going northeast and west from here. You can see the forest to the distant north.


Lanisen steps off the road and into the tall grass of the ditch. He sinks down until he is nearly invisible from the road to wait, his dagger clutched ready in one hand.

Jana slips quickly in beside him.
Jana mumbles “You’re better at that then you look like you’d be.”, to Lanisen.
Jana mumbles “… better … that … … … … … …”, to Lanisen.

Lanisen glances at her suspiciously, then lights up a little at the compliment. “Thanks,” he mutters back, watching the road apprehensively.

Jana slinks down to a similarly invisible level and keeps her eyes on the road as well.

Lanisen takes a deep breath. “How long…?” he wonders quietly. The little of his face that can be seen from beneath his cloak’s hood looks pale.

Jana holds a finger up to her masked face.

Lanisen nods and shuts up obediently, shifting down further in the grass.

Jana idly begins scraping dirt from the side of the ditch with her fingernail, watching, watching.

Lanisen watches, watches Jana mutilate the dirt, for his part. After a moment, he shudders at the skritch-skritch noises and hisses, “Stoppit!”

Jana eyes him threateningly, but she stops.

Lanisen looks greatly relieved. He picks a long blade of grass and starts chewing on the end, keeping his eyes on the road.

Jana rolls her eyes.

Myrd hobbles up the path, two men in tow. He is leaning against Armel. “J…just over this way.”

Armel nods. “Is the leg an old injury sir?”

Jana and Lanisen are hiding in a ditch, nearly invisible.

Lanisen stiffens as they come into view, trembling with apprehension.

Myrd bobs his head in agreement. “Y…yes. Got hurt f…falling off a horse when I was younger than you.” He reaches down to rub at the leg, which appears to be paining him greatly, and stealthily pulls a dagger out of his boot as soon as they draw near the ditch.

Armel asks, “Is that the cart over there?”

Myrd nods again. “J…just a few more steps.” He wipes at his brow, giving the sign to the two in hiding.

Lanisen leaps out of the ditch toward Brynn, knife in hand.
>>> Lanisen stabs Brynn! Brynn is nicked by the blade, but otherwise uninjured.

Myrd grabs his own dagger, attempting to bring it down on the squire’s back.
>>> Myrd stabs Brynn! Brynn is nicked by the blade, but otherwise uninjured.

Armel’s eyes widen. He fumbles for his dagger.

Jana leaps out and the same time, targeting Armel. She aims for the artist’s wrist, attempting to disarm him.
>>> Jana stabs Armel! Armel is nicked by the blade, but otherwise uninjured.

Brynn steps off backing away from the two.

Armel lashes out with his foot.
>>> Armel kicks at Jana. Jana doesn’t appear to be too hurt by the blow.

Myrd swings around, cutting off the squire’s path back to town. He slices downward with his blade.
>>> Myrd stabs Brynn! Brynn is nicked by the blade, but otherwise uninjured.

Brynn says, “Hey hey now.”

Jana easily hops out of the way, his kick barely connecting. She swings around, aiming for his side.
>>> Jana stabs Armel! Armel is nicked by the blade, but otherwise uninjured.

Armel feels the pain a little. His fear turns to anger as he musters the courage to swing his blade.
>>> Armel swings Armel’s blade, but misses Jana.

Jana ducks the blade and again goes for the side.
>>> Jana stabs Armel! Armel is nicked by the blade, but otherwise uninjured.

Brynn glances over at Armel, “Have any money?” he shouts.

Myrd balls his hand into a fist and strikes Brynn full in the face.

Lanisen darts to Brynn’s side, aiming for his ribs.
>>> Lanisen swings awkwardly at Brynn with his fist barely making contact. Brynn doesn’t appear to be too hurt by the blow.

Armel shouts. “I am a poor painter we make little money!”
Armel kicks at his attacker again.
>>> Armel tries to kick Jana, but misses.

Myrd grunts out, disguising his voice, “Get the satchel.”

Brynn dodges the punch and blade.

Armel backs away.

Brynn exclaims, “Give it to them!”

Myrd uses his dagger again, ruthlessly going for Brynn’s wrist.
>>> Myrd stabs at Brynn, the blade hitting its mark firmly. Brynn is nicked by the blade, but otherwise uninjured.

Armel says, “It is only brushes, mere tools.”

Jana again evades the kick. She/he/it doesn’t back down, following Armel, and jabbing at his side again.
>>> Jana stabs Armel! Armel is nicked by the blade, but otherwise uninjured.

Brynn yells, “GIVE IT TO THEM!”

Armel out of impulse throws a punch.
>>> Armel tries to hit Jana, but misses.

Lanisen jabs his knife clumsily toward Brynn’s upper arm, evidently unwilling to go for vital areas.
>>> Lanisen stabs Brynn! Brynn is nicked by the blade, but otherwise uninjured.

Myrd punches Brynn again. He growls out, “Quiet.”
>>> Myrd swings his fist at Brynn, grazing Brynn. Brynn doesn’t appear to be too hurt by the blow.

Armel exclaims, “I need them to paint, you can’t use them for anything!”

Jana ducks the hit and slices for his arm.
>>> Jana stabs at Armel, the blade hitting its mark firmly. Armel is nicked by the blade, but otherwise uninjured.

Brynn relies upon his defensive dodges to avoid the attacks.
Brynn yells, “Armel! Run to the village!”

Lanisen kicks at the squire’s ankles, hoping to trip him up.
>>> Lanisen tries to kick Brynn, but misses.

Armel pulls back the wounded arm. He takes his dagger and thrusts it out.
>>> Armel stabs at Jana, the blade hitting its mark firmly. Armel’s weapon is dull! Jana is nicked by the blade, but otherwise uninjured.

Brynn jumps at the attack then yells again, “ARMEL RUN!”

Jana lets out a grunt as the blade connects with flesh, but presses Armel against a tree so he can’t run.
>>> Jana stabs Armel! Armel is nicked by the blade, but otherwise uninjured.

Myrd points his blade at Brynn’s stomach and slices.
>>> Myrd stabs at Brynn, the blade connecting lightly. Brynn is nicked by the blade, but otherwise uninjured.

Armel struggles. Fighting with his feet.
>>> Armel kicks at Jana. Jana doesn’t appear to be too hurt by the blow.

Brynn winces in pain, then attack at the woman.
>>> Brynn kicks at Jana. Jana doesn’t appear to be too hurt by the blow.

Lanisen continues trying to bring Brynn down, kicking wildly at his shins.
>>> Lanisen tries to kick Brynn, but misses.

Myrd uses both fists this time, punching Brynn in rapid succession.
>>> Myrd swings his fist at Brynn, grazing Brynn. Brynn doesn’t appear to be too hurt by the blow.
>>> Myrd smacks Brynn hard with his fist! Brynn is bruised!

Brynn hits the ground winded.

Jana can’t entirely avoid the kicks and not let Armel escape. She/he/it (still unidentifiable because of the cloak), spins in a half-circle, bringing her blade to hit Brynn and foot to connect with Armel.
>>> Jana stabs Brynn! Brynn is nicked by the blade, but otherwise uninjured.
>>> Jana tries to kick Armel, but misses.

Myrd, as soon as Brynn falls to the ground, brings the blunt end of his dagger down sharply, aiming in a direct line for Brynn’s temple.
>>> Myrd swings his fist at Brynn, grazing Brynn. Brynn doesn’t appear to be too hurt by the blow.

Armel smirks, using his blade again.
>>> Armel stabs at Jana, the blade connecting lightly. Jana is nicked by the blade, but otherwise uninjured.

Brynn asks, “What do you want?”

Myrd doesn’t dignify this with any other reply than an upward swipe with his dagger.
>>> Myrd stabs at Brynn, the blade connecting lightly. Brynn is nicked by the blade, but otherwise uninjured.

Jana is caught by the blade, but not entirely unexpectedly. The person grabs Armel’s dagger wrist in an iron grip so that he can’t use it unless he can struggle out of the grip. She/he/it then stabs him in the gut.
>>> Jana stabs at Armel, the blade connecting lightly. Armel is nicked by the blade, but otherwise uninjured.

Brynn shouts with what’s left of his strength, “Run Armel! I’m leaving you!”

Lanisen, following the older man’s lead, keeps attacking, aiming for Brynn’s side.
>>> Lanisen tries to kick Brynn, but misses.

Armel lets out a cry of pain. He kicks as high as possible.
>>> Armel tries to kick Jana, but misses.

Myrd hits the squire again. “You’re not going anywhere, idiot.”
>>> Myrd swings his fist at Brynn.

Brynn FAINTS!

Jana twists the dagger.
>>> Jana stabs Armel! Armel is nicked by the blade, but otherwise uninjured.

Myrd turns to the other man now, leaving his companion to deal with the squire. He gives Armel a sharp rap with his knuckles.
>>> Myrd swings his fist at Armel, grazing Armel. Armel doesn’t appear to be too hurt by the blow.

Armel feels the blow and kicks at his new attacker.
>>> Armel kicks Myrd firmly! Myrd doesn’t appear to be too hurt by the blow.

Myrd is easily able to evade the kick. With a flick of his wrist, he swipes at Armel with his dagger.
>>> Myrd stabs at Armel, the blade connecting lightly. Armel is nicked by the blade, but otherwise uninjured.

Jana pulls out the blade and stabs again in a near location.
>>> Jana stabs Armel! Armel is nicked by the blade, but otherwise uninjured.

Armel exclaims, “Why must this continue? I HAVE NO MONEY!”
Armel narrows his eyes, kicking again.
>>> Armel kicks at Jana. Jana doesn’t appear to be too hurt by the blow.

Myrd eyes Armel’s pocket. “He’s lying.” This is accompanied with another uppercut.
>>> Myrd swings his fist at Armel, grazing Armel. Armel doesn’t appear to be too hurt by the blow.

Lanisen kicks lightly at the squire’s shoulder, satisfying himself that he’s out cold, then hurries to help his companions with the artist. He lunges for a handy shoulder with his blade.
>>> Lanisen stabs at Armel. Armel is nicked by the blade, but otherwise uninjured.

Jana kicks BACK.
>>> Jana kicks at Armel. Armel doesn’t appear to be too hurt by the blow.

Armel’s eyes start to close. He reaches for his satchel. He throws out a pad of paper and some paints. “THERE! take it!”

Myrd nods to one of the cloaked figures. “Search him.” He continues to batter away at the artist.
>>> Myrd swings his fist at Armel, grazing Armel. Armel doesn’t appear to be too hurt by the blow.

Jana kneels and searches him. He/she/it says in a gruff voice, “Found some coins, boss.”
Jana says, “Gotta be about 1000 here.”

Armel nods weakly.

Brynn shudders slightly.

Jana punches the victim. “We don’t like liars, y’know.”
>>> Jana swings awkwardly at Armel with her fist barely making contact. Armel doesn’t appear to be too hurt by the blow.

Armel says, “Me neither.”

Armel exclaims, “or THEIVES!”

Jana looks at the boss-figure. “He ain’t very polite, boss.”

Myrd nods. To the third figure, he says, “Deal with the squire.”

Lanisen turns to the squire in time to see the shudder. “He’s– He’s waking up,” he calls to the other two, panicked.

Jana says, “So send him back to sleep.”

Myrd again doesn’t respond to the taunting. He slashes at Armel’s forehead.
>>> Myrd stabs at Armel, the blade connecting lightly. Armel is nicked by the blade, but otherwise uninjured.

Jana follows suit.
>>> Jana stabs Armel! Armel is nicked by the blade, but otherwise uninjured.

Armel feels the blood falling slowly down his face. He gives the captor a defeated glance.

Out of the corner of your eye, you spy Zan sneaking in from the west.

Myrd uses his fists again, not seeming to care. “Get the money,” he growls out to his companions, still modulating his voice so it won’t be recognized.
>>> Myrd smacks Armel hard with his fist! Armel is bruised!

Jana obeys, extracting the money expertly, and giving a punch for good measure.
>>> Jana swings her fist at Armel, grazing Armel. Armel doesn’t appear to be too hurt by the blow.

Lanisen rifles through the unconscious squire’s pockets with shaking hands, the clink of coins audible.

Myrd says, “Make sure he doesn’t wake up.”

Armel closes his eyes, a feign of a swoon? Or merely a hope that the ordeal is nearly through?

Lanisen busies himself securing a dark cloth over the squire’s face. “Rope?” he calls to the others.

Myrd grits out in between blows, “A little busy here.”
>>> Myrd hauls off and punches Armel with all his might! Armel is left smarting from the blow!

Zan slinks up, his left arm encased in a makeshift sling made of what might have at some point been his shirt. This is evidenced by the fact that he is not wearing a shirt, which reveals a few more cuts on his torso and right arm. He steps close to Myrd and mutters something to him.
Zan mumbles “… up the knight. … my dagger … … gut. … … ain’t … … … …”, to Myrd.

Myrd lets out a faint snort at what he’s told. “Good.” He steps aside, allowing the second cloaked figure to finish up with Armel.

Jana does so with pleasure.
>>> Jana stabs at Armel, the blade hitting its mark firmly. Armel is nicked by the blade, but otherwise uninjured.

Armel barely feels anything but pretends to be unconcious.

Jana, once she has given him another good stab to the gut, conks him on the head for good measure.
>>> Jana swings her fist at Armel, grazing Armel. Armel doesn’t appear to be too hurt by the blow.

Brynn groans softly.

Myrd continues a hushed conversation with Zan.
Myrd mumbles “… … he’s roughed … … not to follow you …”, to Zan.

Jana rises once she is finished and looks to the conversing leaders, though she remains a distance away for them to converse private.

Lanisen watches the squire nervously and glances around to Zan and Myrd.

Zan mumbles “… a stomach wound? … … He’s … lots … blood … … did. … … … twice … the … … … … … …”, to Myrd.

Zan makes two gestures with his thumb across his face with a wicked grin.

Myrd nods, apparently satisfied. “Knew you had some sense.” He glances down scornfully at the fainted figures. “Drag them off the path and leave them.”

Jana kicks hers into the ditch she and Lanisen had previously been hiding in.

Zan looks over at Jana and Lanisen expectantly. He adds to Myrd, “I need me a new dagger.”

Myrd snorts. “Take his.” He jerks a thumb at Armel.

Jana tosses the artist’s dagger to Zan.

Lanisen, following Jana’s lead, pushes the squire out of sight into the grass, grunting with the effort.

Zan catches it with his good hand. “Thankee kindly, woman.” He inclines his head in a mockery of the gesture used by nobility.

Armel moans.

Myrd eyes the artist. “He’s starting to come ’round. Move.”

Jana crosses her arms, but as this is better treatment than she usually gets from Zan, she merely responds, “Welcome, man,” and nods to Myrd’s command.

Lanisen makes his escape with the rest of the band, quiet and jumpy.

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