Tag: Murder mystery x 29

It had been a loud and exciting night in Goldshire, especially in the tavern. Many travelers had stopped by on their way towards the capital. Some only stayed long enough to get a bite to eat, others stayed until the skies outside darkened. Somewhere in that time, one of the customers produced a mandolin and began singing to the crowd. He wasn’t horrible on the ears and the customers seemed okay with it, so the owner shrugged his shoulders and let it go.

Throughout the afternoon and into the evening, one young lady kept dancing through the crowd as she carried trays of drinks or food to the various customers. She favored everyone with a smile and never ignored a customer. She was a good hire, the owner thought to himself as he poured...

Sister Anetta cautiously opened the door to Sabina’s room. Two other priests stood behind her as the door slowly swung open. The three looked into the small room and then relaxed slightly.

“Guess she’s not here,” one of the priests said.

“I didn’t expect her to be,” Sister Anetta replied with a shrug of her shoulders. “Let’s look around and see if there’s anything here.”

The three priests stepped into the room and began looking around. One of the priests began looking at things that sat on the small desk in the corner of the room while the other knelt next to a chest and opened it to look inside. Sister Anetta knelt down next to the bed and peered underneath. She slid a small box our from beneath and lifted it...

“Where are all the kobolds?”

Brother Sammuel looked around the clearing. Normally, the small creatures would be moving around, foraging, and generally causing mischief. But none could be seen. The area was calm except for the occasional cry from the birds in the trees, upset that there were intruders near their nests.

“Must be hiding,” one of the younger paladin trainees answered quietly.

“Yeah, but why? What has them spooked?”

“Doesn’t matter,” the paladin trainer spoke, silencing the chatter among the half dozen recruits that were following him. “Keep an eye out in case they start to get overly curious. Let’s check that cave,” he added, pointing to an outcropping ahead of them.

The paladins drew closer to...

Brother Sammuel stepped briskly through the main hall of the abby and stopped at the entrance to the Library wing. The paladin took a moment to calm his breathing before opening the door and stepping inside. He immediately saw Sister Annetta and Marshal McBride sitting at one of the tables and whispering animatedly. The paladin trainer stepped over to the table and stood quietly. After a moment, the marshal nodded and then looked up.

“What news, brother?”

“They have completed a head count. There are two individuals missing?”

“Who?” asked Sister Anetta.

“Krista and Sabina.”

“They’re sure?”

“Yes, ma’am. They’ve checked all the rooms. No one can account for either of them since breakfast yesterday morning....

It was well past sunset when Danyel began his patrol around Northshire Abbey. He thought about how very soon he would be finished with his training and moving on to the city. He imagined his future in Stormwind with a smile on his face as he stomped around the building. In his mind, he could see all of the exciting adventures he would have as he continued to train as a paladin.

As he turned around the back corner of the building, something caught his attention. He couldn’t tell what it was; a movement or a sound. There was something in the tree line. He pulled his sword free from its scabbard and slowly moved away from the abbey into the shadows of the trees.

As Danyel got further away from the abbey, he heard someone speaking....

The large office was full of priests and paladins quietly listening to the presentation. The head of the Northshire Abbey sat quietly behind the desk as the two priests from the Cathedral finished speaking.

“So after inspecting the three sites, we suspect that these rituals were not legitimate,” said one of the Cathedral priests.

“What do you mean, not legitimate?” Sister Anetta asked.

“We detected no fel residual at the three sites,” the other Cathedral priest answered.

“Also, the patterns that were drawn in the dirt mean nothing. They’re gibberish.”

“So what do you think is happening?” one of the paladins asked.

“We don’t know. Its possible that someone was playing a prank. Or maybe someone is dabbling,...

The young paladin walked out of the abbey. He was close to finishing the program and would soon be on his way to Stormwind to finish his training. But as one of the older students at the abbey, he sometimes was asked to help guard the others. He’d walk around the outside of the building once or twice, and that was usually about it.

On this day, it was an early morning walk. The birds in the trees around the abbey were just beginning to wake up. The sunlight was just creeping into the skies. The area was calm and quiet, which made this kind of patrol somewhat enjoyable.

As the paladin turned the corner around the back of the abbey, he came to abrupt halt. On the ground next to the back wall, were three wide, black candles that had...

Sunlight streamed into the room through the crack of the curtains. Outside, the sounds of animals awakening began with the new day. The bells in the tower rang out.

Sabina opened her eyes and took a deep breath. Closing her eyes again, she raised her arms above her head and stretch in her bed, kicking the covers off as she did. Slowly, she relaxed her arms and legs and opened her eyes again, staring up at the ceiling. Finally, hearing the echo of the tower bells fading away, she kicked her legs over the side of the bed and sat up. She reached over and scratched her shoulder and looked around her little room in the abbey. 

And then she let out a startled scream. Soon after, there were footsteps outside the room and banging on the...

Sabina Jensen shot upright in her bed. 

The room was dark and only a bit of moonlight was peeking in through the window. With her eyes wide, she frantically looked around the room as she tried to calm her breathing. Something had woken her up from a deep sleep and she couldn’t figure out what. Just as she was starting to calm down, she heard a piercing scream from outside.

Throwing her covers off, Sabina ran to the window of her room and pushed it open. Leaning out, she noticed the chill of the evening air as she was still only in her nightgown. Looking to the ground, she saw one of the sisters of Northshire Abbey standing below, holding a lantern high in the air. Just a few feet away, she saw the broken form of someone else laying...

Sabina had nodded off in the library of Northshire Abbey. Apparently the chair had been more comfortable than she was aware, for while she had a tall stack of books on the table in front of her she was unable to prevent the inevitable. The young lady’s head leaned to the side, resting against the back of the chair and she softly snored. 

Sister Anetta stepped through the doorway of the library and scanned the room. There were several students spaced around, some in quiet conversation and some leaning forward with their faces buried into wide tomes. When her eyes locked onto the student sleeping further in the room, she smiled to herself and slowly made her way to the table. Coming to Sabina’s side, she leaned over and gently laid...

It was late at night and for the most part, the Cathedral was quiet. There were few people moving about the great hall, most were priests and priestesses with a paladin moving around on guard duty. The lights mounted around the hall gave off a soft light in the hall. And its emptiness only helped to accentuate the sounds of footsteps.

From the private quarters, a priestess came stumbling out of the hallway and into the great hall. She stumbled slightly and her hand went to the wall to steady herself. A moment later, she pushed off of the wall and started walking down the hall again. She had just made it to another doorway when a priest walked out and stopped.

“Good evening, Sister Tessa. How are you doing?”

The priestess started...

“And once you finish your training in Northshire, you could come here to continue to learn in the ways of the life,” the older priestess said as she led the young lady into the great hall of the Cathedral.

“That would be nice, sister,” Sabina answered quietly as she followed along.

“And here we have Sister Tessa from Gilneas,” the priestess said, gesturing to another priestess who was crossing their path.

“Good morning, Sister Martha,” the Gilnean priestess replied. “Good morning, miss.”

“This is Sabina, Sister Tessa. She will be going to Northshire to start her studies.”

“That is wonderful,” Sister Tessa answered. She looked at Sabina for a moment. “I’m sure that you will find the experience...

“How are you doing this morning, Sabina?”

“I am doing better, sister,” the young lady answered quietly.

Sabina Jensen sat in her chair, her hands clasped together in her lap. Across from her sat an older priestess and in between was a low table. On the table were a set of cups as well as a pitcher of tea. A soft light filtered through the windows and lit the room.

“Sister Anetta says that you were planning to go to the abbey to study.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

“Is that still your intention?”

“I would like to, yes ma’am.”

“May I ask what convinced you to follow this path?” the sister asked.

“I guess..  I guess I just felt something calling to me.”

“Many people fell the pull of the Light,” the sister...