December 28, 1373
"Good point...let's find a place to camp or get a hotel room."
Tully will pull into the next hotel as long as it seems somewhat decent.
He makes a right turn into a Motel Styx.
"Let's hope we don't all forget why we're here," mutters Darian, looking at the sign.
"Ah, don't worry...this isn't Hotel California!"
"No, that one is across the road," notes Vardui with a nod in that direction.
You stop in front of the office entrance and climb out of the Pinto.
Heading into the office, you see that it is a rather damp and dimly lit
room. Through a set of glass doors to your left is what appears to be a
swimming pool. Before you, standing behind a counter, is a robed and
hooded figure whose face is hidden in shadow. He clutches a scythe.
"May I assist you?" he asks.
Next
day...