It walks halfway down the path and stops, looking at the carriage. It leans down to the window, looking inside, then lifts it, peering underneath it. It speaks in a rough, gravely voice. "Travlers? Did you survive?" It looks around the area.
Margaret frowns slightly, knowing all too well not to judge by the exterior. She puts her needles away in her dress. Sighing, she shifts into her favorite form. "Hello. I am the traveler that was using that carriage," she says kindly. "I have come alone in search of refuge," she puts her hands up in pacifism.
yes we've survivedfir now. Exactly what cataclysm did you run into out there yourself? Also would you so kindly put the carriage down. It is somewhat rude. book-worm messaged the giant though the others could hear as well.
It looks down, and gently places the carriage back on its wheels. "The unliving army. They've begin destroying everything that gets in their path." He bows slightly to the group. Kolpec walks out onto the road. "Giant! Where is the army headed?" The giant looks down at Kolpec, suprised. "A Druid? It has been many, many years since I have seen one of your kind. The dead march south, toward the great city Antiok. They mean to bring it down." He looks at the rest of the group. "You should move quickly if you want to survive."
Wants for nothing and goes out of his way to help when he could just as easily crush us? You don't see that every day. "We were on our way to the Spire, to defeat the evil that had sent the armies of Undead."
Well sounds like our patienceamd inaction is coming town end. We'll need to move one way or another to go make an attack. Warning the city may be nice but they've bound to have fortifications for survival. They never last forever against a constant repopulating enemy. The mountains.. are unfavorable.
"Unfortunately, not much now that Hells Gates have opened, I'm sure that anything that we did know is now changed. Anyways, if you accept the proposal, then we need to get moving. Now." He says as he adjusts his armor.