Forged Fury
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OOC | RG
8 Marpenoth, 1378 DR, Tethyr
Seated at the long wooden table in the Kirgard meet hall, the four men looked across the table at one another, waiting. They had been summoned to the re-activated stone keep a few short days ago by a variety of messengers, all bearing the correct sigil indicating the missive originated from the Shadow Stars. The light coming in through the arrow slits arranged around the room indicated that the rest of the participants in their meeting were somewhat late. With their free time, the men had taken to glancing around the room at the few other objects: a few chairs, the table, and a chalkboard with a list scrawled on it:
Lorenzo, Gnorth, Corilo, and Boddynock Scheppen had arrived throughout the day on the 7th of Marpenoth. Kirgard itself was largely empty, the bulk of the garrison had been sent north to a town called Mosstone. It was fortuitous for the men as they had their pick of lodging. The skeleton crew that remained, however, were tight-lipped about the reason for the departure and not entirely sure about the new quartet among them. Gnorth had managed to pick up a few tidbits, something about the Queen-Monarch's orders and a plague.
Just about the point in time when the unbearable silence demanded that someone break it, the door to the main hall swung open. Entering the room were a strange group: a human soldier armored in a chainmail hauberk with the rank insignia of a Captain of the Tethyrian Army, a humanoid woman of some type armored in splint mail with a greatsword strapped to her back, and a halfling garbed in fine traveling clothes carrying a cane whom everyone at the table recognized as Rowena Tosscoble, the secret administrator of the Shadow Stars. FOr his part, Lorenzo was sure he knew the armored woman, but couldn't quite place his finger on where or when he had met her.
"Ah, I see everyone succeeded at reaching Kirgard. Auspicious start, my friends!" Rowena said, her small frame belying a powerful voice. Turning to the Captain, she continued while waving her cane about, "Thank you for the escort and use of your facilities, Captain Holt. You may take your leave."
Credit: Icewind Dale Character Portrait(?)
Looking around at the group uncertainly, Captain Holt never the less nodded his hand. "Um, certainly. If there is anything else we can do for the Assistant to the Under-Secretary of Agriculture, please don't hesitate to ask." So saying, Holt took one last look around the room and took his leave of the group, closing the door soundly.
Rowena wandered around the room, seemingly at random as the armored woman took a seat at the table. The halfling knocked on walls here and there as if testing the soundness of the construction. "Just making sure we have a little privacy..." Apparently satisfied with her inspection, she took a seat at the head of the table, scowling at the human-sized furniture, and asked, "How are the accomadations, my friends?"
Securing the Alliance: An Adventure in Tethyr
8 Marpenoth, 1378 DR, Tethyr
Seated at the long wooden table in the Kirgard meet hall, the four men looked across the table at one another, waiting. They had been summoned to the re-activated stone keep a few short days ago by a variety of messengers, all bearing the correct sigil indicating the missive originated from the Shadow Stars. The light coming in through the arrow slits arranged around the room indicated that the rest of the participants in their meeting were somewhat late. With their free time, the men had taken to glancing around the room at the few other objects: a few chairs, the table, and a chalkboard with a list scrawled on it:
The Chalkboard said:
Lorenzo, Gnorth, Corilo, and Boddynock Scheppen had arrived throughout the day on the 7th of Marpenoth. Kirgard itself was largely empty, the bulk of the garrison had been sent north to a town called Mosstone. It was fortuitous for the men as they had their pick of lodging. The skeleton crew that remained, however, were tight-lipped about the reason for the departure and not entirely sure about the new quartet among them. Gnorth had managed to pick up a few tidbits, something about the Queen-Monarch's orders and a plague.
Just about the point in time when the unbearable silence demanded that someone break it, the door to the main hall swung open. Entering the room were a strange group: a human soldier armored in a chainmail hauberk with the rank insignia of a Captain of the Tethyrian Army, a humanoid woman of some type armored in splint mail with a greatsword strapped to her back, and a halfling garbed in fine traveling clothes carrying a cane whom everyone at the table recognized as Rowena Tosscoble, the secret administrator of the Shadow Stars. FOr his part, Lorenzo was sure he knew the armored woman, but couldn't quite place his finger on where or when he had met her.
"Ah, I see everyone succeeded at reaching Kirgard. Auspicious start, my friends!" Rowena said, her small frame belying a powerful voice. Turning to the Captain, she continued while waving her cane about, "Thank you for the escort and use of your facilities, Captain Holt. You may take your leave."
Credit: Icewind Dale Character Portrait(?)
Looking around at the group uncertainly, Captain Holt never the less nodded his hand. "Um, certainly. If there is anything else we can do for the Assistant to the Under-Secretary of Agriculture, please don't hesitate to ask." So saying, Holt took one last look around the room and took his leave of the group, closing the door soundly.
Rowena wandered around the room, seemingly at random as the armored woman took a seat at the table. The halfling knocked on walls here and there as if testing the soundness of the construction. "Just making sure we have a little privacy..." Apparently satisfied with her inspection, she took a seat at the head of the table, scowling at the human-sized furniture, and asked, "How are the accomadations, my friends?"
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