[color:"#00cccc"]The battle done...everyone checked to make sure they were still in one piece,
with the exception of the "skeleton crew" that had since been turned to cinders. Viper had
wandered over to retrieve a shiny pair of leggings, and Womble snatched up the crown,
held it at arm's length, admiring the craftsmanship..
[color:"orange"]"Yep, a fine bit of handywork indeed!" [/color]
Viper called over at the same time,
[color:"orange"]"you'd better not put that on your head!!....just in case!"[/color]
Womble looked at Viper...as that thought ran through his head.... <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/eek.gif" alt="" />
[color:"orange"]"Yep, it's a fine crown....and should bring a fair bit of gold,
when we melt it down and remove all the gemstones, from their cursed setting".[/color]
Virgo agreed, that it may be "cursed" by the blood ring, and furthermore suggested,
that we make haste and hurry back to the campsite,
before more trouble wanders upon our unwary souls....
Viper was showing off his new found fancy Silver plate Leggings,
with embedded rubies, and very intricately drawn war battle scenes...
...very impressive drawings, indeed! <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/biggrin.gif" alt="" />
[color:"orange"]"We need to get into warmer c-c-clothes, from the way the clouds look
the weather is here to stay for awhile".[/color]
Virgo sounded like he was getting chilly, and walked over to retrieve the stainless halberd,
at the same time kicking the ashes of the skeletons about...
[color:"orange"] "don't want them getting back together at all!"[/color]
The group salvaged what they could, and took a last look around before heading back to Yeager,
and the campsite...
Yea it was getting colder, and back at the wagon was enough burlap and blankets,
to be sure they were all warm and dry, throughout the coming days..
snow was gently falling and the skies looked as if it would continue to fall,
for the duration of the day, which was just starting...the sun had shone briefly,
and disappeared as quick, behind the darkening, cloudy skies...
Jurak looked back over his shoulder and noticed that they were leaving a trail,
of fresh footprints in the snow.....
It was fairly peaceful as they approached the campsite,
only to find Yeager had set up a
fine table of fresh smoked fish, from the lake nearby, along with some greens and berries
from the forest around the camp. He had also built quite an extravagent "lean-to", a few feet
from the firepit, in between two stately trees for a windblock...
..it looked warm and cozy, and quite safe as well.
The fire's heat radiated towards the lean-to, providing enough warmth
to fend off the chilled morning air, yes it looked quite inviting indeed! <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/biggrin.gif" alt="" />
[color:"orange"] "Yeager prepared a nice meal for all your help, i did!!
"shall we eat, and warm ourselves by the fire..[/color],
and waved his arm towards the table of culinary delights....
