"The Mallorn, it was gone" gasped Ea'manne.

Then she saw a piece of parchment lying on the ground and picked it up. Unrolling it to read what it said, but could not as she could not read Orcish.

Ea'mmane ran as fast as she could across the meadow towards the Silver Arrow, busting in the door.

*Orcs, Orcs were here. *She said out of breath " They took the Mallorn."

There were a few patrons and Ea'manne recognized a few familiar faces. Brisid and Calista were sitting at the end of the bar. She recognized an emblem from OSS

The room was filled with questions as everyone jumped up from their seats.

"Where are the Orcs? What Happened?" Brisid cried out.

"Orcs came to the tower. I did not hear them enter. I had just finished my evening vespers. Before I knew it they paralyze me with a spell and I could not move. They then went up to the garden and took the Mallorn. The last I saw of them they ran back into the forest."

Swords and bows were pulled

"Show us where the Orcs went to." As Brisid strode towards the door, with others close behind him.

Ea'manne followed them out the door and lead them to where the Orcs had gone into the forest. Everyone scouted around but the Orcs were no where in sight. Lucky joined in on the search.

*Well they are gone now. There is no sign of them". Someone spoke out. " What Helm are you talking about?"

Brisid continued to explain " When we had the Fall festival last, we were confronted by a large group of Orcs and some of their buddies. They had claimed that we murdered their leader and took a helm. It holds some special powers for the Orcs. We told them at the time that we did not have the helm. Now maybe perhaps someone at the Festival did take it."

Everyone nodded in agreement.

Ea'manne answered. "They did leave this." as she handed Brisid a piece of parchment. " Its seams to be in Orcish, but I can not read it. Can you translate it?"

Brisid carefully looked over the parchment and nodded

Iz cauz ob elbs da urduk leeder. Youse elbs teak da elmit. Gib it bac, youse gib bac da elmit and da urduk gib da tree. Da urbuk clomp da tree ifn youse elbs no gib da elmit in senben daz

Kurak

"To the Grey Company,
Because of you our chief was murdered and our helm was taken. We want it back. When you return the Helm we will return the seedling. You have one week, or we will destroy it."

A silence came over.

"Lets go back to the Silver Arrow there is nothing more we can do out here: As Brisid turned in the direction of The Silver.

Once inside the discussion began again.

"We must get the Mallorn back in time for the new Temple. And we have to find this person who took the mask." Ea'manne spoke aloud.

"Where did the Scavenger Runebook hunt go to? Which Orc camp?" Brisid asked.

"Well I know it went to the Orc fort that is just south of Yew. Perhaps Galethien still has a list of names of the guests. We should ask her." Ea'mmane looked up from the floor.

"Why don't we just go to the Orc fort and take it back by force?" someone spoke.

"It would be to dangerous for the Mallorn and they would have enough time to destroy it. It is still young and weak. We will have to plan another way. Find the one who has the mask." Brisid answered.

Silence fell across the room as each fell to their own thoughts.

"There is nothing to be done tonight, until we talk to Galethien. Her list might shed some light on the one. Nammarie." As Ea'mmane nodded and headed for the door.

"Ea'mmmane were you hurt? Is there anything we can do for you?" Asked Brisid.

"No, They did not hurt me. I am fine. But we must get the Mallorn back." Ea'mmane turned from the door.

Ea'mmane stepped out into the cool air of the night.

((posted for Ea'mmane)