The City of New Haven and beyond

The night after meeting Evengreenintide

During the night Rob Samson, the renowned bard decides that not only has ventured far from the trail of learning more of the slavers who sold him to his "uncle", and feeling like the past days of wandering through a forest have had little to do with finding missing children than being a knight errant for a council that wishes others to do the hard work for them…  oh and not to mention the becoming the lackey to green dragon… kidnapping for another, even to save his own skin just doesn't sit right with the young bard.  So during the night Rob slips away from the party and begins to stealthily make his way back to New Haven.  There is a warm fire, free food and drink for a teller of tales, and a ring of slavers to be found and questioned… he is sure that the paths of the group of adventurers and himself will cross again… just not today.   

 
S'oryl, being a very light sleeper notices Rob leaving the party and thinking that there might be something foul in his motives for leaving even more stealthily rises to follow him.  S'oryl not known for his trust of anyone is ready to end the man's life at the first sign of treachery or betrayal… but as the daylight creeps through the trees S'oryl notices that Rob is simply retracing his steps and seems very cautious and is trying to avoid anything, having skirted any unknown noise.  Thinking the game of cat and mouse has gone on long enough he hails him… startling rob and causing him to wheel around with sword in hand.  It takes only a moment for the two to explain themselves to each other.  S'oryl thinks long and hard before turning around to trek back to rejoin the group…  He can not leave Zoltan behind… they have stood by each other for too long… although just as he is turning he sees Zoltan leaning against a tree watching him with a smile on his face… "the great S'oryl Shadowstep being followed by the humble Zoltan, reader extraordinaire… how will you ever live this down good friend?  So I take it we are rejoining the rest?"  S'oryl chuckles at his friends words and they head back towards the group…
 
In the morning while breaking their fasts, studying spell books and praying to their gods see two companions walking towards them through the woods, one a human man of commanding presence and stature… not like Drecaril who is more of a mountain of a man, but… something else…  and striding easily beside him  is an female elven warrior who though in a suit of chain moves as easily and quietly as if in nothing more than leathers…
 
Introductions soon follow… 

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