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<blockquote data-quote="reddist" data-source="post: 2941945" data-attributes="member: 5212"><p><strong>Session 01</strong></p><p></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"><em> The following is writtin in a thin, flowing elvish script. Stone keeps his journals in Elvish, for reason as yet unknown. The journal itself is leather-bound, unmarked with stamps or reliefs. Stone keeps the book in his pack, pulling it out at times of rest... </em></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px">Its been two weeks since I made a journal entry.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px">I killed Saul. Saul was my brother. I didn’t know this until after he was dead. I am a son of Judas Starchilde. I killed my own brother. I don’t know what to think about that, yet.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px">Judas… dad?… will be looking for me. I sold Saul’s sword, knife and hunting bow in Frikka to a dwarf named Finnias. I got a longbow out of the deal, as well as some used armor and beat up old scimitar. The bow is decent… Finnias had it in his shop for a few months. All the dwarves in Frikka use crossbows; this bow is too tall for most of them. Still, it took most of the gold I had. I don’t want to sell the rest of the rings and gems yet, but Saul’s stuff was too recognizable. The seekers Judas has after me would know them. They’ll know I was in Frikka, but I can’t escape that.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px">From Frikka I moved to Norgood, a tiny hamlet in the middle of nowhere. I used hard-packed trails and roads to get here, and saw nothing more than hungry wolves in the distance. This place is a little… odd. They all rush to the baths when the bell rings, throwing their clothes off as they run. I think I’ll be bathing in the creek from now on.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px">I paid my respects to Tymora for safe travels, but I met a cleric in the temple. Cyridon… looks pale and sickly. He asked me to accompany him on an exploration of some old graves and temples. Not sure what he’s looking for, and I’m not sure I care. Cyridon is NOT a cleric of Tymora… he smells of death. Hells, he looks dead. Pale and dry.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px">Still… working here in Norgood might earn me some gold, so I can move on. I agreed to help him for a share of the spoils. I gave him the name “Stone,” which at least still has some connection to my mother. He didn’t inquire further. Either he doesn’t care, or he’s wiser than I give him credit for.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px">As far as wisdom goes, his next hire was a man named Balderic. A besotted knight from the looks of it, though he has scraped the paint off his shield. So much for Cyridon’s wisdom. Sure, Balderic can swing a sword, but what’s his deal? No lord, no family, no roots. He has even less than I do. I hope his head clears before he has to draw that sword of his.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px">Cyridon is accompanied by a mage called Theros. I haven’t figured him out yet. Theros seems educated, but a little distracted. I don’t think I’ve seen his full focus on anything yet. Theros and Cyridon are acquainted, and apparently had something to do with the excitement here in Norgood a couple days ago. It seems some traveling salesman lost control of his beasts, and these two had a role in quelling them. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px">Whatever.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px">So the four of us are to set out and explore these tombs that Cyridon is so excited about. I did stop by the map-maker to get an idea of the surrounding area. “Russ” is a bit of an idiot. 50gp for a map?!? Cyridon paid him up front… his church must be sponsoring this expedition, which means I should have asked for more gold. Still, after looking over the map I have a better idea of the land. Plains and forest, with plenty of game trails and foot paths. Getting to these ruins should be easy enough, but I’m not sure about what has Cyridon so worked up. What’s he expecting?</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px">The first day of travel brought the four of us to an old cemetery. Bugs. Centipedes. Bigger that I’ve ever seen, though Jackson warned me about carrion-eaters like these at graves and tombs. Balderic and I made short work of them, while Theros and Cryidon cowered behind piles of stone rubble. Bah. Spell casters.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px"></span></p><p><span style="font-size: 12px">We uncovered a small stash left behind from who knows when. A set of crystal lenses. Placing them to my eye allows me to see distances far beyond my ken. Using them, I spotted a squat stone tower south of us. We approached this tower under the midday sun, Balderic and Cyridon prepare themselves to enter as I write these words. Theros still seems… distracted. Hopefully he’ll snap to once we go in. I have a feeling we’ll all need to be “on” for this. Something about this tower makes me uneasy…</span></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="reddist, post: 2941945, member: 5212"] [b]Session 01[/b] [SIZE=3][I] The following is writtin in a thin, flowing elvish script. Stone keeps his journals in Elvish, for reason as yet unknown. The journal itself is leather-bound, unmarked with stamps or reliefs. Stone keeps the book in his pack, pulling it out at times of rest... [/I] Its been two weeks since I made a journal entry. I killed Saul. Saul was my brother. I didn’t know this until after he was dead. I am a son of Judas Starchilde. I killed my own brother. I don’t know what to think about that, yet. Judas… dad?… will be looking for me. I sold Saul’s sword, knife and hunting bow in Frikka to a dwarf named Finnias. I got a longbow out of the deal, as well as some used armor and beat up old scimitar. The bow is decent… Finnias had it in his shop for a few months. All the dwarves in Frikka use crossbows; this bow is too tall for most of them. Still, it took most of the gold I had. I don’t want to sell the rest of the rings and gems yet, but Saul’s stuff was too recognizable. The seekers Judas has after me would know them. They’ll know I was in Frikka, but I can’t escape that. From Frikka I moved to Norgood, a tiny hamlet in the middle of nowhere. I used hard-packed trails and roads to get here, and saw nothing more than hungry wolves in the distance. This place is a little… odd. They all rush to the baths when the bell rings, throwing their clothes off as they run. I think I’ll be bathing in the creek from now on. I paid my respects to Tymora for safe travels, but I met a cleric in the temple. Cyridon… looks pale and sickly. He asked me to accompany him on an exploration of some old graves and temples. Not sure what he’s looking for, and I’m not sure I care. Cyridon is NOT a cleric of Tymora… he smells of death. Hells, he looks dead. Pale and dry. Still… working here in Norgood might earn me some gold, so I can move on. I agreed to help him for a share of the spoils. I gave him the name “Stone,” which at least still has some connection to my mother. He didn’t inquire further. Either he doesn’t care, or he’s wiser than I give him credit for. As far as wisdom goes, his next hire was a man named Balderic. A besotted knight from the looks of it, though he has scraped the paint off his shield. So much for Cyridon’s wisdom. Sure, Balderic can swing a sword, but what’s his deal? No lord, no family, no roots. He has even less than I do. I hope his head clears before he has to draw that sword of his. Cyridon is accompanied by a mage called Theros. I haven’t figured him out yet. Theros seems educated, but a little distracted. I don’t think I’ve seen his full focus on anything yet. Theros and Cyridon are acquainted, and apparently had something to do with the excitement here in Norgood a couple days ago. It seems some traveling salesman lost control of his beasts, and these two had a role in quelling them. Whatever. So the four of us are to set out and explore these tombs that Cyridon is so excited about. I did stop by the map-maker to get an idea of the surrounding area. “Russ” is a bit of an idiot. 50gp for a map?!? Cyridon paid him up front… his church must be sponsoring this expedition, which means I should have asked for more gold. Still, after looking over the map I have a better idea of the land. Plains and forest, with plenty of game trails and foot paths. Getting to these ruins should be easy enough, but I’m not sure about what has Cyridon so worked up. What’s he expecting? The first day of travel brought the four of us to an old cemetery. Bugs. Centipedes. Bigger that I’ve ever seen, though Jackson warned me about carrion-eaters like these at graves and tombs. Balderic and I made short work of them, while Theros and Cryidon cowered behind piles of stone rubble. Bah. Spell casters. We uncovered a small stash left behind from who knows when. A set of crystal lenses. Placing them to my eye allows me to see distances far beyond my ken. Using them, I spotted a squat stone tower south of us. We approached this tower under the midday sun, Balderic and Cyridon prepare themselves to enter as I write these words. Theros still seems… distracted. Hopefully he’ll snap to once we go in. I have a feeling we’ll all need to be “on” for this. Something about this tower makes me uneasy…[/SIZE] [/QUOTE]
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