<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">Fourway - The rescue begins</span></span><br/><br/>Preoccupied and exhausted from the spell he just cast, Mayor Hansbrough absent-mindedly nodded at Maeve’s offer to rescue the kidnapped villagers.  “Yes, yes, go with her, bring the others back…” The Mayor rambled to Kestrel’s question as he gave the gem to Berash’s father.  The excitement and chaos masked the relative inexperience of the young adventurers, if the Mayor had noticed, he probably wouldn’t have sent them on the mission.  “I know someone that may be able to help to bring Cale back.  It may take some time for him to get here… but Cale’s lifeforce is safe as long as that gem remains in one piece.  I need to see to the village now…”  The Mayor excused himself.  He walked away barking orders to men to help put out fires and seeing to any of the wounded in town.<br/><br/><br/>Seeing some of the angry villagers approaching with pitchforks and torches, the ogre fled into the safety of the forest.  It didn’t want to test its mettle against a mob of angry villagers.  One little woman all alone and hurt, no problem, bring it on.  But a dozen armed men… no thanks.  (Deborah can attack the ogre as it flees if she wishes, but she will have to put herself in danger to do so)<br/><br/>Shouts from a poor villager could be heard as he called out to his kidnapped wife and son.  With tears streaming down his bloodied face, he begged at Kestrel and Maeve to save his family.  “Please, oh please save my boy and my beloved Brelah” the man fell to his knees and pleaded.  He would have gone himself, but he was near worthless to do anything except tend a plow and grow crops.<br/><br/>It wasn’t far, a mile or two into the woods, near the northroad that the fox tracked the band of ogres to their most recent hideout.  A cavemouth lit by a campfire and guarded by two ogres who were excited to see the returning raiders.  They danced happily around the fire and poked and prodded at the new hostages.   Satisfied that it could return easily to that place, the fox began to run back to its new master at the village.<br/><br/>“Son,” Berash’s father looked into his eyes.  “Bring your brother back to me.  I cannot stand to lose him too…” The reality of losing Cale had already sunk into the old man.  A gem, magical or not, was not the same as a young boy… a son.  The man struggled to pick up Cale’s body and began to carry it to the chapel.<br/>