Crossing the Crossroads

[arlathvhen]

WHO: Beleth Ashara, Fern Doirnáin, Solas, Thranduil, Fifi Mariette, Galadriel, and Herian Amsel
WHAT: Time to go mess around in the crossroads and stick our fingers in Orlesian politics.
WHEN: Mid-Drakonis
WHERE: Some random small town in the Free Marches
NOTES: None atm!

A small town has requested help from the Inquisition--A roving band of armed soldiers has been seen near the edges of the town, lurking in the woods. They haven't made any moves against the people there, but after the events of Perendale, the residents are nervous. The soldiers clearly aren't from any of the local lords, and must have some reason for being there.

Beleth has taken a small group to first scout the area, to locate, assess, and then deal with the group of soldiers, if possible or necessary.

Comments

[wheretheferngrows]

Fifi has company where she's pressed back against the wall; she's singed and bruised from the fighting and white-faced from the violence that she'd seen meted out in front of her, which makes it all too easy for her to stare at what is transpiring between Thranduil, Beleth, and the human on the ground.

She looks away from the scene and shifts closer to Fifi, bumping into her shoulder. "I don't like this," she whispers to her, ashen.