The Black Citadel
It's late and you don't really want to spend the night in the cursed village that Dauron mentioned. You make a warm fire and settle down on the ground next to it to sleep.
You think about Vandil's whereabouts, it's a complete mystery what happened to him this morning. He just vanished into thin air. You hope you can manage to find the way to the Black Citadel without him, he was an experienced fighter and a good friend. Perhaps he's imprisoned in the Black Citadel now along with Zirder. These thoughts float through your mind as you drift off to sleep.
Late in the night you here a noise. You kick dirt on the dying fire and reach for your sword. Under the pale moonlight you see three figures walk into the clearing. When they get closer to you see that they're wood elves. You stand there with your sword drawn and they reach for their bows. They don't say anything. You assume, at this time of night, they're here to kill and rob your dead body. Teach these half-wits a lesson.
You think about Vandil's whereabouts, it's a complete mystery what happened to him this morning. He just vanished into thin air. You hope you can manage to find the way to the Black Citadel without him, he was an experienced fighter and a good friend. Perhaps he's imprisoned in the Black Citadel now along with Zirder. These thoughts float through your mind as you drift off to sleep.
Late in the night you here a noise. You kick dirt on the dying fire and reach for your sword. Under the pale moonlight you see three figures walk into the clearing. When they get closer to you see that they're wood elves. You stand there with your sword drawn and they reach for their bows. They don't say anything. You assume, at this time of night, they're here to kill and rob your dead body. Teach these half-wits a lesson.