Lloyd: Evening of Day Four

After the meeting with the Sheriff, Lloyd was at a loss as to whether he should stay and defend the town from the possible threat of Erylium or to join the rest of his new found companions and head out to Thistletop. He was to meet his companions back at the white deer but instead he found himself making his way back to his own place and into his father’s old room.

He normally went to the room ever since his father died when he wanted to think and make decisions. For him, it brought him closer to his father and thus the possible advice the old man would have given him.

Upon entering the room, he headed to his father’s chair and sat. He was there for a while and thoughts passed by his mind. The half-elf wanted to consult with his childhood friends but Gryffin has already headed back home to prepare for the journey to the supposedly Goblin base. During the meeting with the sheriff, it seems that the eladrin wizard, as well as, are Arao were convinced that the runewell and the quasit will be of no significant threat to the town as long as the anticipated goblin attack doesn’t push thru.

Jarek, however, was nowhere to be found. The ranger was pretty much exasperated when the rest of the party decided to concentrate on the threat of the quasit rather than help him track down the escapee Tsuto. Lloyd trusted in the ranger’s ability to take care of himself but worried about the path to which the decisions his friend was taking him.

Lloyd fell asleep in the chair with his last though still on what to do.

When the young warrior got up, it was deep into the night and the moon was illuminating the room thru the open window. Moonlight flooded into the room and yet seemed to settle on an old trunk that once belonged to Casp Avetin.

Lloyd went over to the case. He knew what was inside – his human father’s weapons and armor. The items inside where the equipment – a pair of short swords and the his guardsman armor - that the old sheriff had when he was tracking down the serial killer Cutter five years ago Casp avertin died wearing and wielding these while defending the town.

He knew what he must now do. He had to follow his father’s footsteps.

The half-elf warrior then gathered his father's heirloom and started to pack for the journey ahead.