The Forgotten Forge

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greenstar

First Post

• Feb 7, 2008

• #1

Curtains of water fall from the sky as you traverse the labyrinthine walkways of Sharn. The stone and wooden paths wind around and between the towers and spires high above the ground, forming a complex latticework that can be very confusing on evenings such as this. The rain falls hard, running off higher walkways and balconies in drenching waves, making it difficult to see much more than a few feet ahead of you. The distant glow of everbright lanterns, barely visible in the soaking gloom, does little to light the paths on this warm, wet evening. A kalashtar seer named Mevakri told you she had a vision that something will happen to you here but she didn't know what.

 

Last edited: Feb 7, 2008

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Arabesu

Registered User

• Feb 7, 2008

• #2

waiting...

Ro’garth Hafülfen peered over the edge of the rail down at the gargoyles spewing the filthy rainwater in every direction, with his eyes he followed the path water would take from rainspout to gutter to walkway, down a slope, and out another rainspout, and so on and so on deeper into darkness. He wondered how far it was to the "bottom" at this particular part of Sharn. Hearing footsteps behind him he looks up to see....

 

Last edited: Feb 8, 2008

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Pinnacle

First Post

• Feb 8, 2008

• #3

A warforged approaches. Large by human standards, he's typical size for the constructs, and a few metal objects clank together as he walks. He pulls his hood out over his face; not bothered by the damp and cold as much as a normal person might be, he still finds it a bit unpleasant and wants to keep the water out of his eyes in any case.

He nods to Ro'garth before turning to scan the area. Despite having lived only a short time outside of the City of Towers, the structures here still awed him and the maze-like nature of the walkways and skybridges still frustrated him at times.

So much to look at, and so many places where this "something" might come from.

 

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greenstar

First Post

• Feb 8, 2008

• #4

OOC Am I supposed to ask for spot checks now or wait for everyone to post?

 

renau1g

First Post

• Feb 8, 2008

• #5

A human approaches dressed in dulled scale-mail. He pulls his cloak tight around him to help ward off the chill, not to much success, the cloak prominantly displays a symbol of Dol Dorn. He is average in height for a human and the rain flattens his fiery red hair. Seeing two others in the area, Cole strains to make out some more details about them, if only this accursed rain would let up. He keeps his hand close to his sword ready for danger, while putting his back to the edge of the walkway.

Spot (1d20+4=8)

 

Last edited: Feb 9, 2008

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Vertexx69

First Post

• Feb 9, 2008

• #6

An unstately, hacking cough comes from behind the human in one the many crenelations in the web-like series of walkways. The utterly pathetic form of a robed figure soaked to the bone becomes clearer during a brief thinning of the deluge. "You needn't be quite so concern this high up in Sharn human, the thieves usually stay to the lower levels. Even in atrocious weather like this...only ones smart enough..." another wracking cough breaks through the din of the rain, as Thalmarose Oberith stands up on the battlements and lightly leaps down to the walkway proper without a sound. Stretching to his full height as if he'd been there for some time, betraying his noble air with his posture and cadence of speech. A slash of lightning glints off of the elegant rapier at his belt.

 

Creamsteak

Explorer

• Feb 9, 2008

• #7

A little long-nosed and ugly goblin girl creeps up behind Mr. Thalmarose and squeeks up, "If thieves don't play around here then what am I doing?" She looks over everyone, recognizing faces and pondering whether there's a rule against standing in the rain when there's perfectly good shelter about.

Spot. (1d20+2=10)

 

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Vertexx69

First Post

• Feb 9, 2008

• #8

Completely without surprise, Thalmarose glances over his shoulder with a coy smile. "I would never call you a common thief Kim Kim, as there is nothing 'usual' about you I would always expect to find you in a place like this." (in goblin) The gutteral snaps and hisses coming from the elf's lips seem like some sort of affront to nature to anyone else in earshot. Spot: (1d20+8=24)

 

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greenstar

First Post

• Feb 9, 2008

• #9

Thalmarose spots a figure in a dark cloak moving quietly through the rain on the skybridge ahead. It seems to be avoiding the dim pools of light cast by the everbright lanterns, preferring to stay to the shadows. Lightning flashes, and you see a shape on the stone floor of the bridge in the brief illumination. The figure quickly reaches the railing of the skybridge, then slips over the barrier and disappears into the darkness and the rain.

 

renau1g

First Post

• Feb 9, 2008

• #10

Cole looks over to Thalmarose, surprised. "I'd never expect to hear such harsh sounds come from you", looking a little more at ease seeing a familiar face.