Daeron's Adventure (traveling thread)

[Flex]

Daeron shakes his head. "The Golem."

[The Stranger]

"That's not a man... it's a beast milord! A horrible beast with claws as long and sharp as daggers. And with multiple hands... like a spider.. a terrible beast."

[Flex]

Daeron raised his eyebrow. "You have seen him yourself?"

[The Stranger]

"Well... no, but that is what people say," the girl explains.

[Flex]

"Right, well I thank you for the information." He gets back onto his horse. "If I slay the beast I shall bring you it's head. Do you know of any other villages near here?"

[Flex]

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Daeron and his companions ride for the village where the last murder happened, hoping to find a tavern in the place.

[The Stranger]

The village actually has a tavern, probably a reflection of the miners in the town, since it is near one of Silverhill's mines. Daeron and his men can hear the sounds of drunken carousing coming from inside.

[Flex]

Daeron smiled as he tied up his horse and made his way into the tavern with his companion. He looked to see if there was a free table.

[The Stranger]

There was not. It seemed like every man in the village was in the tavern, drinking heavily.

[Flex]

Daeron and pals found a place near the bar, paid for an ale and kept an ear out for any conversation about the Golem.

[The Stranger]

There does not seem to be any discussion of the Golem. One man is telling a tale about Lord Lannister and his paramours, which, knowing Lord Conwell, does not seem entirely improbable.

[Flex]

Daeron went over to one of the tables. "Wench, ale for all of the good men here." He called over to the serving girl.

[The Stranger]

The men look up at Daeron, "Can we help you milord?" a man asks, as the wench begins placing ales around the table.

[Flex]

"You can indeed." Daeron replied with a grin. "I know it's a touchy subject but... well, I am hunting the Golem and I heard he took someone from here last. I wanted to know if anyone had seen him, or whoever saw the victim last."

[The Stranger]

"That was Malina, milord, she actually worked at this here tavern, sweet little wench, but she wouldn't let ya get a hold of her flower, she wouldn't. Girl thought it was worth more than gold or sum'thing. Oh well, Golem showed her what's what din't he?" The man says.