Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20170708203641/@comment-5543592-20170718202702

SkyrimsShillelagh wrote:

As Tim and his party arrived upon the scene in the Badlands from early, the smell of it hit them. The Frumentarii had been sitting out in the hot sun for a few days now, rotting. The best description for the rank, nostril defiling, scent that hung in the air was that it was if they'd opened a bag of extremely spoiled raw fish. Crows were pecking at the corpses. The Outsiders could note with distaste that not many of the Frumentarii had any eyeballs remaining among them, and specks of flesh were missing fron every corpse.

The Outsiders could notice that, however, aside from the crows, there was something living here. Someone had taken all of the Frumentariis' horses, and hitched them up outside the bar. The glass that had been shattered by Hades' fight had been swept away, and it seemed like that same someone had tried to pile the corpses, before giving up. A pile of vomit explained why. (Red)

"Well we have no idea where he is." Tanner said, sounding frustrated. "We came here for Kheiro, and he's already moved on. "You're sure that holotape said nothing we can use?"