Chapter Twenty-Seven |
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November 23, 2011 |
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While in Tulcea, Ulric takes Briggette out to the theatre. I decide to surreptitiously tag along. Briggette looks ravishing in her red dress. They enjoy the play, then retire to the Queen’s Food Inn for an evening of fine dining. This establishment is extremely high end, even boasting actual tablecloths on the table. We resume our travels toward home. On the fifth day, during the second watch, Ulric wakes the rest of the camp with a yell. A horse is galloping toward our camp at full tilt, and as it comes closer, we see a spear implanted in its haunch and a female or very young male rider on its back. We take measures to heal and protect both beauty and beast, and Ulric gives up his knapsack to allow her a place to rest. Korvinean comes back and tells us that the horse says, “An 8-foot tall hairy man stuck me with the stick.” He was galloping before that, and has galloped since for quite some time. She wakes around 9:00 the next morning and asks us where she is, how far she is from the Duke. She says the Baron went out to fight and never came back. The only recent fighting we know of is along the north border; however, we think that giants or ogres may be coming down from the central highlands. As we head out, we take her with us, and when we come to a smaller road that joins into our main one, she indicates that she believes it to be the way home. We turn toward that direction. Eventually, we come to a stone bridge, and Korvinean indicates a vaguely humanoid shape in the brush at the edge of the road. As soon as Ulric is able to discern the shape, he spurs Alabaster and charges across the bridge. Briggette follows, followed by me. We all attack the ogre and make solid contact. He has a friend on this far side of the bridge, and Ulric, Briggette and I make quick work of both of them. Meanwhile, the remainder of our comrades take down two more ogres on the other side of the bridge. We continue on our way. |
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