Terrible events on the outer settlement near pathway.

[Chee]

The robed skeleton looks to the road to see if any other new comers where near. He had lingered too long and now these travellers where turning up. It would not be long before an armoured patrol would show and then things would just get inconvenient. He had what he needed, it was time to leave.

He address's the approaching man.
It would be best for you to move on stranger. I can imagine this will soon be a very unfortunate place to be found...

He turns to the wraiths and the two skeletons now holding the petrified body of Marcus between them.
We are leaving. Let us rejoin the others, there is still much to be done.
The group with a stone Marcus move back into the village and pass into the wood land and out of sight, leaving the shattered body of the ghoul and shreds of the small child as a bloody testament to their passage.

[Blue mage]

The black knight simply nods, pleased with what he has witnessed and turns to leave before adding:
Quarin bless you, you have done his work well. May we meet again someday.
He then continued off into the forest, smiling to himself. Yes...Hope's chosen was out of the way, and Quarin would be pleased again. A very fortunate day.

[Chee]

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[Chaos_dwarf]

Marcus manages to walk, a little at a time, to this spot. He feels slightly odd as he passes out of Pathway, something he can't quite put his finger on. As he gets slightly further away, he notices the pink mist growing ever closer. When Marcus arrives at the scene of the fight, he looks about, desperately searching for his pack. Under rock and stump he looks. In and around the ruins of the little farmstead he searches, with a passing sadness at the still, bent forms of those slain by the beasts he fought. He decides to give the poor souls some dignity, and moves them into a line, crossing their now-dessicated hands over their chests.

As he searches, Marcus comes across a tinder box, and a piece of flint. He piles all the loose wood that he can find into a large heap, and then arranges the bodies on top as best he can. As he shifts the last body, of the little girl that was so cruelly murdered, the frail hands still clawed in terror, tears roll down his cheeks. No-one deserves such a fate. He vowed silently to bring justice onto those responsible. As Marcus walks back to where he left the flint and tinder, he notices a large, brown, mildewy package upon the ground, hidden from view by the body of the girl. He opens it, and finds his armour within. However, he takes no joy in his find, and turns towards the pyre. Though it takes a good while, at last Marcus manages to get the wood lit, the flames licking hungrily at the fuel. As the bodies burned, Marcus re-armoured himself, before walking back into Pathway, towards the shrine of Gerethanax. Perhaps he might find help there.

**Marcus**

[Ballisticginger]

Thadius enters the charred remains of the town, the smell, oh that smell of charred flesh, long faded but still sumptous in its taste. Then a sharper tang caught his nose. He crouched down, picked up a pinch of soil and licked it. Undead..... Fascinating.... and.....it had been a while since Thadius had met Samuel for the first and last time, but the chill left by his passing was unmissalbe by those that worship certain gods. Well, there was nothing left of the town and Thadius really needed to find out what was going on. It had been a long time. Almost two years.... had he really been underground that long...... oh well. he headed off in the direction of Pathway.

It was good to be back.