The Former City of Marront

[The_GM]

With the ghouls dispatched, and their mind controlling high elf commander in retreat, people begins to come out of the church. An extremely tall human with long blond hair wearing the skin of a winter wolf walks up to the group.

"Glad to see you could make it. We've been fending off attacks for a few hours now. A good number of population made it, but not everyone. I know I've met a few of you at the fox hunt, name's Roc if you didn't remember. So what's the move now?"

[jenn]

Jenn stands with the group thinking to herself.That how it is all our fault this has happen.

[Maglor]

Maglor sizes up the human, a quizzical look on his face. "I'm not sure I remember you sir. Were you the human that scared away the fox all those months ago?"

[The_GM]

With a gruff chuckle the man looks back at you.

"I believe sir, that was you. But yes, that's where we last met. I hear the Guild is seeking aid from your old patron, Duke Jones. Raoli headed towards the estate yesterday, after things calmed down a bit."