D&D 5E Adventures in Middle Earth: Over the Edge of the Wild (RP Thread)

GreenKarl

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Bromm eyes the trio leaving wearily. When he is sure they are gone to watches and listens to the old man and boys tale but does not offer his name.
 
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Ceodric gives the merchant and his son a once-over to see if they're hurt in any way.

He introduces himself: "I am The Dreamer, of Rhosgobel. This is Hilda. She's not as fierce as she looks"

"Rouf!"

"Most of the time."

He addresses the merchant. He remembers the words of his dream. He decides to go for it. He looks him seriously in the eye.

"You have been left behind. My dream has spoken to me of this. But by whom and why, I know not".
 

ArtoriusaurusRex

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"Left behind?" Baldor said, "I'm sure I don't know what you mean, Mister...umm, Dreamer. I'm just a merchant, and I travel only with my son. We make ends meet. Maybe not as much as some of the others, but I'll get back to where I was, someday. But, no, they didn't get the chance to steal from me, Guildsman, since you asked. I hired them on to work as guards for me as I cross Mirkwood. I supposed they didn't want to wait for payment at the end. But now I find myself with nobody to help me cross the forest..."


Baldor scratches the back of his head. "I'm getting older. But I can't retire, and I have a son to support. And yet I don't think I can keep him safe in the journey, with just me."
 

RyraK

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The encounter with the two ruffians was over before Poppy knew it, and thankfully without incident. She listened to the exchanges between the Men and stepped forward to address the merchant. "Seems to me they sure didn't wait long, did they? I've passed through Mirkwood once before, but I'm afraid I couldn't protect you by myself." She turned to her new-found companions. "I don't know what's meant by dreams and all, but surely we can't let them cross by themselves if they're going through that wood. Especially a child. Doesn't seem right."
 

ArtoriusaurusRex

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"Well," Baldor said, "I'm sure you all have business of your own. But, if any of you were willing, I could certainly offer fair payment for an escort across the forest."
 

"I believe it was fated that we meet, Baldor. My dream reveals many things to me and it has shown me you", here Ceodric turns to the others, "And it has shown me that a meeting by the lake will be the roots of mighty deeds against the Shadow. I believe we should accept this task."

He gestures to the assembled group.

"I have travelled from Rhosgobel through and round Mirkwood. Each step has led me closer to this moment. I see things, and people, in my dream verses. I am a healer. These lands need healing after the scars they have suffered. It is my fate to journey wide and help those that need it. I have foreseen great things for the tree that grows from the seeds of this meeting. I will go with you, Baldor."

"Rouf!"

He smiles at Hilda.

"It seems I have been granted permission."

Looking at the group, he takes on a serious aspect. His eyes glitter. His tone turns deeper.

"Those who wander seeking adventure have been called here. And here adventure finds us. There are those here who seek to protect; who seek new experiences; who seek their doom; their destiny. I see all this in my dream, and I see this man", gesturing to the merchant, "and I believe this is the path we must take."

[sblock=OOC]LM, I am suggesting that Ceodrics harrowed dream has let him understand these drives being assembled, not necessarily who has which one, as a function of Foreknowledge just to try and tie the group together. If this is overstepping let me know and I will happily amend[/sblock]
 

Jago

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Halvar considered all this for a moment. While the Mirk was certainly no place for a child and his father, there was still the summons of Good King Bard to be answered.

However, as a Guildsman, as the last son of Hal, he knew that Kings could wait. Here was a chance to make a difference for others within The North: to turn it aside would be disgraceful. This was the new Kingdom that Bard was making, and it was one that he was proud to be from.

" The Halfling and our Dreamer are right: Laketown can wait," Halvar agreed, " Such dark forests are no place to travel alone."

Turning towards the merchant, he raised an eyebrow. Though Ceodric appeared to have some type of ... gift, of foresight, there was still something that had not been addressed.

" Baldor, where do your travels take you, that you must cross land as dangerous as Mirkwood ..?"
 

ArtoriusaurusRex

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"Oh, of course. See, I'll be going to visit the elvenking first," Baldor explained, "Then after that, it's my intention to take the long road west until I reach the forest gate. Then I'll swing south to trade with Beorn's folk and the Woodsmen."



"I like the elves," Belgo says, "They're always nice to me."


Baldor smiles at his son. "Well, they don't see many children!"
 

GreenKarl

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Bromm shrugged his shoulders, thinking one doom is as good as the next. He then says "I'm Bromm, son of Brodin. I will join you". He then walks back down to the docks to grab his travel pack and rejoins the others.
 

"It will be a pleasure to meet the Elven-King. And to return to my homelands. If I can help you trade with the Woodmen, I will do so gladly. But", and here Ceodric looks about, "what exactly are you trading?"
 

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