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[FR] Heroes of the Vilhon Reach II (updated 3/6!)
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<blockquote data-quote="Broccli_Head" data-source="post: 79518" data-attributes="member: 105"><p><strong>Yes...well....</strong></p><p></p><p><strong><span style="color: red"> 6 Ches (afternoon), 1373 Year of Rogue Dragons: <em> Things go south in Westgate</em></span></strong></p><p></p><p>Upon returning to the <em><span style="color: blue">Wave of Destiny</span> </em> Benito informed Aris on what they had seen. The genasi cursed his luck, realizing at once that perhaps their brief stay in Westgate would not be so brief. He was just as curious, however, and agreed to Benito's idea to do some information gathering. The instructions were specific: <em>Gather information that confirms the Scourge is Dorthan, but <strong>DO NOT</strong> extract</em>. <em>That needs to be planned better,</em> thought Aris. </p><p></p><p> Benito requested a personnel change, and he and Grim put their heads together to formulate a plan to visit the Scourge. Nosr was to be a noble fop requesting an audience with his favorite gladiator. Benito was to be his spokesperson. Grim and Ellysidell, his wild and exotic bodyguards. Babu would tag along as a fellow eccentric--a part in which he would have no trouble acting. Variak had had enough of the city and wanted to stay with Aris overseeing the loading and unloading of cargo. Alberia was strongly encouraged to not go on the recon mission. Aris did not want anyone to jump into a rescue prematurely. Hurt by the implication that she would not be able to control herself, Alberia stormed off towards the ship's prow to be alone in her "contemplations". </p><p></p><p>After Nosr had his hawk familiar Squatto fly over the Quivering Thumb compound and return, did the entourage of Lord Byron of Starmantle proceed to the Colisseum of the Quivering Thumb. Nosr left his hawk on the boat. The heroes took in the structure. It was an impressive arena located just outside the city gates with and avenue cleared around the buildings that made up the Quivering Thumb's compound. A chain also blocked a direct approach and a small kiosk guarded the only entrance which lay some 50 ft from the walls of the arena. And the place was guarded. The kiosk was attended by man in black pantaloons and a loose sleevless dark purple--<em>possilbly silk</em>, noted Nosr--shirt. His arms were heavily tatooed. With him were five mercenary types armed with crossbows and armored in black and silver banded mail. Ellysidell always looking up noted archers on the top of the Colisseum itself. Benito and the others stopped and gulped collectively when what they thought were two statues guarding the entrance to the arena turned out to be real. They were three-armed giants with giant metal-shod morning stars and armored also in black and silver banded mail. They wore basinet half-helms that covered their eyes but allowed their tusks to protrude from their giant mouths. A plume of dark purple whipped in the wind from the tops of their helms.....</p><p></p><p>"My master wishes to meet The Scourge, " announced Benito to the Attendant. "He will pay well. 1000 gold pieces!"</p><p></p><p>The tatooed man raised an eyebrow, but seemingly was impressed with the bravado of the group. </p><p></p><p>"I will consult my master and give you an answer. It is an odd request, but not without precedent. How do you know of the Scourge?"</p><p></p><p>"We have followed his exploits for the last several months. My master Lord Byron has heard of him even from Starmantle. We know he fights tonight. We wish to see him before. Who knows if he might live or die in the arena."</p><p></p><p>[<em>DM note: something that I forgot to mention during the meeting with Grigor is that Benito questioned the High Abbot about the Scourge and how long he had been in Westgate...It coincided in the heroes' minds with when Dorthan had disappeared....</em>]</p><p></p><p>"Please wait here, then." </p><p></p><p>The Attendant rushed away between the two giants and into the Colisseum. The kiosk guards closed in and remained vigilant, but did not raise their crossbows. The heroes waited, watched the crowd that milled in the area, and actually they <em>were</em> minding their own business when a black cloaked sun elf crossed their path screaming and inscensed, and pointing the finger at Grim. </p><p></p><p>"How dare such N'Tel'Quessir scum wear a cloak of the People! Remove that cloak!"</p><p></p><p>[<em>DM note: Grim owns a <span style="color: green">cloak of elvenkind</span></em>]</p><p></p><p>The party was shocked. Nosr repsonded first. </p><p></p><p>"Do not talk to my bodyguard in that manner, sir elf."</p><p></p><p>"Do not address me, half-breed. Know your place and know your betters. I hold you responsible for the insult to the People. And you," pointing to Ellysidell, "even though you are a barbarian, how could you cavort with such as these!"</p><p></p><p>Benito shook himself from the surprise of this random meeting. Babu fired the pilot light on his flamethrower...</p><p></p><p>"If you know what is good for you, sir elf, you will turn around and go away. My master does not trifle himself with uncouth rogues who insult <em>their</em> betters!."</p><p></p><p>There was a brief stare down as Ell now drew his flaming falchion. Benito put his had on the hilt of <em>Mano</em>. The Quivering Thumb guards stepped back and raised their crossbows. One put a steel whistle in his mouth. </p><p></p><p>"Fools!" </p><p></p><p>The sun elf smiled very smugly and turned his back on the party with a flourish, walking back into the crowded avenue. A hawk flew overhead. Benito shook his head at the oddity of the event and looked at his companions. The hair on the back of his neck stood up and he turned towards Babu who laughed mischieviously, pointed his flamethrower at Nosr, and before Benito could warn the sorcerer, let out a gout of flame. Nosr screamed in surprise and more than a little pain. </p><p></p><p>"What's going on!?" yelled the burning mage.</p><p></p><p>Grim darted out into the crowd, suspicious of the elf in black, but the racist was nowhere to be found. He ran back to the group where he saw Benito and Ellysidell trying to subdue the cackling gnome.</p><p></p><p>"What has gotten into you, crazy gnome?!" yelled Benito as he smote the little guy with the hilt of his longsword. </p><p></p><p>Nosr, furious, unleashed <em>magic missles</em> on Babu. Ell, not wanting to burn the little guy, drew his dwarven waraxe to bludgeon Babu with the flat of the blade. Meanwhile, the guards had dropped back and the three-armed giants had quickly moved forward holding out their morning stars and waving them slowly, but menacingly at the edge of the chain. Babu torched Benito and laughed some more. Ell took a glance at the giants and clutched his axe...<em>What if.....</em></p><p></p><p>Benito saw the half-crazed look in the wild elf's eyes and shouted, "Ellysidell! NO!"</p><p></p><p>The wild elf shook his head and shuddered, "There is foul magic about!" </p><p></p><p>Grim smacked the gnome hard and Benito restrained Nosr from doing any more real damage to Babu. Ell downed the gnome as he began to turn his weapon towards the guards! <em>Whew!</em> thought the elf.</p><p></p><p>He looked at Benito as they both saw that the Colisseum grounds were going crazy. The saw large hairy humanoids running towards the chain barrier. "Talk us out of this one, priest! Please!"</p><p></p><p>Grim crouched as low as he could to escape just in case things got worse. The giants held their ground but continued to threaten. </p><p></p><p>Benito spied the Attendant and cried out to him, "My apologies!" and not knowing exactly what happened, "I do not know what came over our companion. He has been restrained. No harm done. See?" motioning to the group most of whom were a littel singed if not burned. </p><p></p><p>He offered the Quivering Thumb representative 500 more gold. The Attendant looked at them and shook his head.</p><p></p><p>"I accept your gold, but return when things cool off. There is a tavern, the Parched Patrician just inside the city walls. Rest there and come back in one hour." </p><p></p><p>The heroes where crestfallen, but saw that the situation was bad. At least there was still hope. </p><p></p><p>"Thank you. You are too kind, good sir," was all Benito could say as he led the party away (with Ellysidell carrying the unconscious Babu) from the colisseum. </p><p></p><p>Grim muttered under his breath while he searched everywhere for pursuit, <em>I got a bad feeling about this....</em></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Broccli_Head, post: 79518, member: 105"] [b]Yes...well....[/b] [b][color=red] 6 Ches (afternoon), 1373 Year of Rogue Dragons: [i] Things go south in Westgate[/i][/color][/b][color=red][/color] Upon returning to the [i][COLOR=blue]Wave of Destiny[/COLOR] [/i] Benito informed Aris on what they had seen. The genasi cursed his luck, realizing at once that perhaps their brief stay in Westgate would not be so brief. He was just as curious, however, and agreed to Benito's idea to do some information gathering. The instructions were specific: [i]Gather information that confirms the Scourge is Dorthan, but [b]DO NOT[/b] extract[/i]. [i]That needs to be planned better,[/i] thought Aris. Benito requested a personnel change, and he and Grim put their heads together to formulate a plan to visit the Scourge. Nosr was to be a noble fop requesting an audience with his favorite gladiator. Benito was to be his spokesperson. Grim and Ellysidell, his wild and exotic bodyguards. Babu would tag along as a fellow eccentric--a part in which he would have no trouble acting. Variak had had enough of the city and wanted to stay with Aris overseeing the loading and unloading of cargo. Alberia was strongly encouraged to not go on the recon mission. Aris did not want anyone to jump into a rescue prematurely. Hurt by the implication that she would not be able to control herself, Alberia stormed off towards the ship's prow to be alone in her "contemplations". After Nosr had his hawk familiar Squatto fly over the Quivering Thumb compound and return, did the entourage of Lord Byron of Starmantle proceed to the Colisseum of the Quivering Thumb. Nosr left his hawk on the boat. The heroes took in the structure. It was an impressive arena located just outside the city gates with and avenue cleared around the buildings that made up the Quivering Thumb's compound. A chain also blocked a direct approach and a small kiosk guarded the only entrance which lay some 50 ft from the walls of the arena. And the place was guarded. The kiosk was attended by man in black pantaloons and a loose sleevless dark purple--[i]possilbly silk[/i], noted Nosr--shirt. His arms were heavily tatooed. With him were five mercenary types armed with crossbows and armored in black and silver banded mail. Ellysidell always looking up noted archers on the top of the Colisseum itself. Benito and the others stopped and gulped collectively when what they thought were two statues guarding the entrance to the arena turned out to be real. They were three-armed giants with giant metal-shod morning stars and armored also in black and silver banded mail. They wore basinet half-helms that covered their eyes but allowed their tusks to protrude from their giant mouths. A plume of dark purple whipped in the wind from the tops of their helms..... "My master wishes to meet The Scourge, " announced Benito to the Attendant. "He will pay well. 1000 gold pieces!" The tatooed man raised an eyebrow, but seemingly was impressed with the bravado of the group. "I will consult my master and give you an answer. It is an odd request, but not without precedent. How do you know of the Scourge?" "We have followed his exploits for the last several months. My master Lord Byron has heard of him even from Starmantle. We know he fights tonight. We wish to see him before. Who knows if he might live or die in the arena." [[i]DM note: something that I forgot to mention during the meeting with Grigor is that Benito questioned the High Abbot about the Scourge and how long he had been in Westgate...It coincided in the heroes' minds with when Dorthan had disappeared....[/i]] "Please wait here, then." The Attendant rushed away between the two giants and into the Colisseum. The kiosk guards closed in and remained vigilant, but did not raise their crossbows. The heroes waited, watched the crowd that milled in the area, and actually they [i]were[/i] minding their own business when a black cloaked sun elf crossed their path screaming and inscensed, and pointing the finger at Grim. "How dare such N'Tel'Quessir scum wear a cloak of the People! Remove that cloak!" [[i]DM note: Grim owns a [color=green]cloak of elvenkind[/color][/i][color=green][/color]] The party was shocked. Nosr repsonded first. "Do not talk to my bodyguard in that manner, sir elf." "Do not address me, half-breed. Know your place and know your betters. I hold you responsible for the insult to the People. And you," pointing to Ellysidell, "even though you are a barbarian, how could you cavort with such as these!" Benito shook himself from the surprise of this random meeting. Babu fired the pilot light on his flamethrower... "If you know what is good for you, sir elf, you will turn around and go away. My master does not trifle himself with uncouth rogues who insult [i]their[/i] betters!." There was a brief stare down as Ell now drew his flaming falchion. Benito put his had on the hilt of [i]Mano[/i]. The Quivering Thumb guards stepped back and raised their crossbows. One put a steel whistle in his mouth. "Fools!" The sun elf smiled very smugly and turned his back on the party with a flourish, walking back into the crowded avenue. A hawk flew overhead. Benito shook his head at the oddity of the event and looked at his companions. The hair on the back of his neck stood up and he turned towards Babu who laughed mischieviously, pointed his flamethrower at Nosr, and before Benito could warn the sorcerer, let out a gout of flame. Nosr screamed in surprise and more than a little pain. "What's going on!?" yelled the burning mage. Grim darted out into the crowd, suspicious of the elf in black, but the racist was nowhere to be found. He ran back to the group where he saw Benito and Ellysidell trying to subdue the cackling gnome. "What has gotten into you, crazy gnome?!" yelled Benito as he smote the little guy with the hilt of his longsword. Nosr, furious, unleashed [i]magic missles[/i] on Babu. Ell, not wanting to burn the little guy, drew his dwarven waraxe to bludgeon Babu with the flat of the blade. Meanwhile, the guards had dropped back and the three-armed giants had quickly moved forward holding out their morning stars and waving them slowly, but menacingly at the edge of the chain. Babu torched Benito and laughed some more. Ell took a glance at the giants and clutched his axe...[i]What if.....[/i] Benito saw the half-crazed look in the wild elf's eyes and shouted, "Ellysidell! NO!" The wild elf shook his head and shuddered, "There is foul magic about!" Grim smacked the gnome hard and Benito restrained Nosr from doing any more real damage to Babu. Ell downed the gnome as he began to turn his weapon towards the guards! [i]Whew![/i] thought the elf. He looked at Benito as they both saw that the Colisseum grounds were going crazy. The saw large hairy humanoids running towards the chain barrier. "Talk us out of this one, priest! Please!" Grim crouched as low as he could to escape just in case things got worse. The giants held their ground but continued to threaten. Benito spied the Attendant and cried out to him, "My apologies!" and not knowing exactly what happened, "I do not know what came over our companion. He has been restrained. No harm done. See?" motioning to the group most of whom were a littel singed if not burned. He offered the Quivering Thumb representative 500 more gold. The Attendant looked at them and shook his head. "I accept your gold, but return when things cool off. There is a tavern, the Parched Patrician just inside the city walls. Rest there and come back in one hour." The heroes where crestfallen, but saw that the situation was bad. At least there was still hope. "Thank you. You are too kind, good sir," was all Benito could say as he led the party away (with Ellysidell carrying the unconscious Babu) from the colisseum. Grim muttered under his breath while he searched everywhere for pursuit, [i]I got a bad feeling about this....[/i] [/QUOTE]
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