S.Y. 316.3
(January 10, 2003)
A Cry for Help
By Andryss, Dire Roge
From The Scrolls of The PRC
Andryss
wandered as usual, far from the gathered Wolves that prepared for future
battles. She preferred to heal, not to attack. So when the clang of
swords rent the air, she did what she could to be excused. Today there
were plenty with knowlege of magic arts, and her services were not required.
With a little time on her hands she decided to see if the Rangers were
about in Skara Brae, and perhaps find another book for her extensive
collection.
Passing by the bank in Skara Brae, she found it deserted. She decided
that she would move toward the Rangers' Hall, stopping first to see
if anyone was at the city's Town Hall.
Only the city workers moved about in the quiet rooms, and Andryss didn't
recognize any of them. As she turned to leave, a book on the table caught
her eye. One with a title she had not seen before. She flipped open
the cover to read "Dragons". She wasn't sure if she had that
one or not, but some of the illustrations were beautiful, and she would
be sure to check and then come back to see where she could get one.
She looked over to the booklet beside it.
"Odd title," she thought to herself.
She turned the cover to look inside and her eyes widened in shock and recognition.
She
stared for a moment and then fumbling for her rune book, recalled to
the sparring session to find the Wolves and Rangers.
Quickly they arrived back at the Town Hall to find the book still in
place. Andryss bade them open it.
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Moving quickly, Reinhardt ordered Andryss to cast a gate near to the Drow territory. They had to move quickly, for each passing moment was a moment closer that Zed may be to death. He ordered the Wolves to stay with Bruin in the Town Hall while he and Smith scouted the territory first. Andryss cast the gate for them, and then... The Wolves, together with Bruin from the Rangers... Waited...
