A Doomlord's Call

[*Er_Nano_Infame]

''fine fine. but a moment, i want to check something first''

*she takes a gander around the farm and fields, for any sign of battle, or tracks of escape, or exodus , of the former dwellers*

[*Midnight]

''fine fine. but a moment, i want to check something first''

*she takes a gander around the farm and fields, for any sign of battle, or tracks of escape, or exodus , of the former dwellers*

Ayase begins looking around the deserted farms.

//Search and Survival rolls please.

[*Er_Nano_Infame]

/// 9 survival, 20 search

[*Midnight]

She can see no sign of a battle or struggle. There are a great many foot and hoof prints though they seem orderly and appear to be heading in the same direction as the group. Inside the houses food is left on tables uneaten clothes are left hanging out to dry. A lot of people seem to have all of a sudden just uped and left.

[*Er_Nano_Infame]

*she checks which direction, and how old the food it is, how cold or still hot from cooking. she tells the other two to look in the distance if they see anyone moving. she then looks for anything in the farm that could point to some religion or cult, occurences happening or expected to happen, or any written material that could be of use to shed some light on the situation...*

[*Midnight]

The food is cold the tracks head the same way as the three doomguard are going. More than that would require the skill of a dedicated tracker.

[*Er_Nano_Infame]

''hmm, curious?...''

she calls for the other two

''hey! the dwellers here are going our same way''

[*Krayt]

-Interesting. Had thought it to be the oppsite. Perhaps they wish to see this World torn from existance far more than ourselves. That or they have gone to fight it. *He nods to Dorian* -Aye we should press on.

[*Agony_Aunt]

Dorian sits astride his skeletal horse and ponders. Curiouser and curiouser. And not a single corpse to be found. Highly disappointing. Well, their quest was still in its infancy. The only way to find out more was to travel onwards.

He nods to the others and turns his steed in the direction of the pull once again.

[*Midnight]

As they stop and deliberate they have a little more time to take stock of their situation. They would see that in the direction they intialy chose the dirt road leads to a gravel path. The other way it becomes less and less noticeable as it heads into a forest.