The Lost Seekers

Epilogue

A quiet night in a town that doesn't even have a name

It’s a quiet night in a town that doesn’t even have a name. There’s four houses, a guard garrison, and a merchant that comes only once a month – and that was two weeks ago.
It’s a quiet autumn night in a hamlet people only call ‘Hamlet’, with the cows and sheep taken indoors to keep them from the cold and wet, and the furlongs of carrots in the fields ripe and bushy. Rain patters down, a murmuring shush-shush.
It’s not a quiet night for the sixth building in this nondescript cluster, however. The Arrow At Rest, a magnificent two-storey inn, is alive on all nights, but especially on nights like this.

Music pours from the inn like liquid, drowning out the water from the sky. Within, a half-orc is responsible for most of the clamour; two halflings gamble with a trio of farmers, a large-hatted wizard mulls over a glass of milk next to a suloise ex-slave Yarwyck, and a trio of elves sit quietly in a private room.

But this night will not be disturbed, for there are five other occupants in this inn. They are:
Baldrin Smithson, son of the great mage-smith Tabren Smithson, and fiancé of Patty Fernland
Endolynn Lindenberg, daughter of the happily-married Aliastrëa and Cassius Lindenberg.
Jarvan Pious, who goes by the name of Jarenhone Moonborn, the childe raised by moonlight and the tender hand of Alistair at the Temple of Heironeous on the river near Swiftwood.
Lysander Woods, who has been sent by his parents Stephanie and Myrrica’an Woods on a diplomatic mission to improve relations between the Dreadwood and the Yeomanry League.
And Viet, the estranged dwarf who has travelled the lands, and found what he saught.

No-one in the inn, nor indeed the whole world, would ever know of what happened to them in the past few months. None except the one other who had been with them, the proprietor of the inn, Lillavida Banes, who with her husband Seaorin, is manning the bar this quiet night.

The gods are silent and benevolent. The cycle has been broken. There is one less evil to threaten the peace.
And so the world is at peace, at least for this particular, uneventful night.

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