A Tale from Carthus: The Truth of Our Leaving Callay It was a dark and rainy night. The Streets of Callay were quite but in the seedy part of town at the Inn of the Red feather there were dark things afoot. Carthus stared Aghast at his drow Companion, "You CANNOT BE SERIOUS..." he signed furiously.
Yet the never to be sufficiently cursed Drow known as Draix laconically smirked as he signed back.."CARTHUS my all too excitable friend, of course I am serious. After all it is sheer genius...If I do sign so myself..."
"Well Draix this is one hair brained scheme of yours that I will not be a part of. I shall be waiting in the crowd 9.5 feet from the door ready pull your dark ass out of the fire when this goes oh so horribly awry" Carthus signed as he flounced away, yes flounced.....
Draix smiled as he watched Carthus' all too predictable though thoroughly enjoyable antics. Soon you will see my minio..err friend, soon.
Later that evening Draix stepped out on the stage and prepared to BEGUILE the crowd. He looked every inch the vagabond bard, after all he had just robbed one earlier that day for this very occasion. Draix bowed to the audience and began to sing..
Youtube of Draix Beguiling the Audience And that my friends is the true story of why we were in such a hurry to get the hell out of CALLAY.
This truth segment brought to you by the twisted mind of the fellow playing Carthus.