Wednesday, April 11, 2018

Ch. 5, Page 15

Robilar did not have time for this nonsense...but, on the other hand, he did not want to get too far ahead of the others on his own. Glancing back, he could see that Quij had his hands full keeping the guard dogs they had bought from attacking some bystanders in the street. Otto was still struggling to keep up. Tenser had this opportunistic young maiden after him, undoubtedly after the riches he had accumulated over two years of delving the depths of Castle Greyhawk.

Well, he would spare Tenser one minute -- but not a second longer!


Tuesday, March 27, 2018

Ch. 5, Page 14

They made slow progress, trying to guide their dogs in the right direction. Every so often the dogs would stop and smell something. Robilar or Quij would start to go for their weapons before someone would guess that the dogs were sniffing something more mundane, yet curiously enchanting to the dogs, like the garbage lining the gutter or the dung on some stranger's boots. Quij almost lost one of them to chasing a cat.

What they were not aware of was that Lady Endelar was on that same road, heading in the opposite direction. Endelar was on her way to an important engagement at the Cartographer's Guildhall to gain an important commission. Endelar did nothing small, so she was planning on arriving in style to wow the aristocrat that wanted an accurate new map of the Cairn Hills. Almost nothing could make her late for such an appointment.


Monday, March 5, 2018

Ch. 5, Page 13

Robilar laid there for a moment, listening and watching the hay on the stable floor. The invisible stalker was definitely moving in a straight line for the front doors after knocking Otto aside. Robilar picked himself up and sprinted after him.

Lucien, the stablemaster, was so upset at the damage to his property that he foolishly tried getting in Robilar's way.

"Hey, you can't leave until we've settled damages!" Lucien said, before Robilar brushed him aside.

"Otto, hand this man some gold!" Robilar shouted at his henchman. The last thing he needed right now was the law after him.

Outside, Tenser heard Lucien shouting at Robilar, but was distracted by a breeze, as if something was moving past him...


Thursday, February 15, 2018

Ch. 5, Page 12

Lucien hated dealing with adventurers. Oh, the more easygoing ones were a steady source of income, always needing pack animals and riding steeds for trips out to the Castle Greyhawk ruins, but the worst of them barged in and ordered him about like they could just take what they wanted. The city had strict laws protecting the merchant class from all manner of threats, including spells, but that still hardly put stable masters like Lucien on equal footing with men who could shoot fireballs from their fingers, or wielded magic swords.

But the worst of them had to be the lunatic who was destroying his stables right now. He had chopped through the support pillar of his hayloft with a single swing of his sword! And now the man was babbling about needing to fight something that was not even there. "Adventurers," they called themselves. Surely this Castle Greyhawk just turned them into madmen!


Friday, February 2, 2018

Ch. 5, Page 11

Tenser was getting impatient waiting outside, and more than just because he wanted to get back to his inn for his spellbook. All the offal had just recently been shoveled out of the stables into the gutter of the street for the dung collectors to pick up. It smelled worse out here than it probably did in the stables. Tenser scowled at the open entrance to Lucien's, half-expecting this delay inside to be some cruel trick on Robilar's part to make him suffer.

Of course, inside, this was furthest from Robilar's mind, since he now believed the invisible stalker was inside the stables with them...


Monday, January 22, 2018

Ch. 5, Page 10

Tenser wanted to go fetch his spellbook right away. Even a simple spell, like one that would allow him to detect the invisible, would be immensely valuable in this situation, if he only had time to prepare it. That is what he tried to convince Robilar about on their way to Lucien's Stables, anyway.

"I know how long it takes you magicians to prepare new spells," Robilar said stubbornly. "We need the dogs first while we wait."

Robilar had always been, of course, an intense man, but Tenser sensed that there was something else underlying Robilar's tone this day. Dread? Fear? They seemed to be things unknown to the man. And yet...

Tenser pondered this more intently as he waited outside. Robilar, Quij, and Otto were heading into the stables.


Sunday, January 7, 2018

Ch. 5, Page 9

Invisible stalkers. Tenser knew the term; invisible stalkers were urban legends, whispered to be summoned and controlled only by the most powerful wizards.

The temptation was there to continue telling Robilar off for all his foolish decisions, like enraging evil wizards -- or go off on a side rant about how Robilar's henchmen were laying siege to one of the main dungeon entrances at the castle and charging adventurers tolls to go down. The temptation was there to tell Robilar to solve his own problems and just leave him to his perhaps well-deserved fate.

So far, it was just a temptation...