Searching for Monks (04/13/2007)

From the writing of Nalla Mann --Bartender of the Bloody Nall Tavern

After a brief rest he ordered the men to pack up and get ready to move. It was already dark-as they made there way up the path that lead through the trees to the foot of the granite cliff. They passed the campsite Kandu had mentioned the fire had now burned itself out. As the path approached the wall of rock thin arms of mist began to swirl into the forest from the base of the rock. After a few moments of searching Kandu was able to locate where the stone walkway began. The stone walkway was well worn and old. Really old -carved directly into the rock faces ages ago by someone long since dead.

As they began on the stone steps they could still actually see them--but with each step the mist grew thicker. One of the men tried to light a lantern -but the swirling mists just snuffed it out. The mists moved about among them as if it was alive and aware of their presence. Cannin's such as Kandu were known for attributing living attributes to non-living things as much as they were known for their intelligence--fighting ability and loyalty. The Pineappleman didn't believe in such things to him mist was just mist---but the rest of the men were starting to get spooked