The Beached Mermaid

Our heroes are afloat at sea in the midst of a great fog bank having just escaped from the Island domain of Markovia.  The howls and screams of Broken Ones linger in the minds of the party as they try and see anything at all through the deep and dark pea soup fog.

Fort Markov, The Bronx

As the party headed back to the manor Arvien was full of ideas.  "We should climb over the wall and attack from inside," she opined, "Maybe our group can approach acting like we have the table for Dr. Fran."
"Quiet" countered Akanga, "we will attack head on to the gate.  I have a helper on the inside.  Now let us hurry toward our fate."

A Treachery Revealed

Arvien was seriously intent on exploring the upper floor of the Quarters of the Brethren.  She tip toed down the hall to the closed door at the end of the hall, the only door they saw on the whole floor.  Meanwhile Varrid and Ralom moved across to the low ceiling-ed room across the hall and started examining the chests stored there.

History of Markovia

 Presented herein is the History of Markovia and The Tale of the Table.

Order of the Guardians

While Grunyar recovered his arrows Baru was picking up the Cold Iron Swords.  "I wonder where the broken ones found these swords" he exclaimed "The other group did not seem to have any weapons."  "What was that they yelled, Akanga I, or something like that?" queried Drovic.  The aftermath of the battle was confusing to the party.  Ralom spent the time channeling healing for the injured party members, "I'm glad the others ran away, not sure we would survive a full scale attack" he mused.

Diosamblet

"Doctor Fran's painting skills seem very primitive" said Drovic to Varrid as they made their way back to the guest house.  "His gloved hands are none too nimble, I wonder how he performs the necessary surgeries."

Dr. Fran Paints

"What in the hell was that?" Drovic voiced to Varrid.  Varrid had no answer either as they had heard a primal animalistic scream from the manor house.  The rest of the crew bolted from their sleep and everyone piled out the doors to the courtyard.    No more screams were heard as Seglun headed for the main doorway.