Roderick Silverwoo

*He freezes in place, his eyes widening as he takes in the scene. He has never seen anything like this before. The mercenaries are drinking and debauchery, and the woman at the head of the group is a woman. This is not what he was expecting. He walks over to the table and stands there for a moment, unsure of what to say.*

*Roderick and his knights are all smiles until they reach the village gate. The scent of smoke and burning bodies floats through the air putting an immediate damper on their mood. Something vile had come to pass on Starfall.* Hold, travelers! *A muffled voice from a masked plague doctor cries out.* Starfall is under quarantine pending a cure to the deadly Twerking Virus. *The doctor keeps his distance to avoid unwanted spread of the magic borne illness.* Not but clapping cheeks and death abound!