New Heroes Arise IC

[Jemal]

It was a dark and stormy night in Hilgarn.. Of course then again the same could be said for any day over the last few weeks, nobody had seen hide nor hair of the sun in at least 20 days.

It was rumoured that some witch out in the mountains was causing it, but more skeptical minds put it down as just a natural oddity. Unfortunately, both of these groups were wrong.

Each of you has worked with each other somewhat in the past, whether just knowing each other from your defense of the city during the the last Orc attack, or from adventuring together, you are... in the very least aquainted with each other.

Being more experienced in the world outside the city than the majority of the population, you've all had niggling feelings that something was wrong, and when William, the great wizard who lived in (What else) the Tower at the center of town, called you each in, you knew your suspicions were about to be confirmed, one way or another. As you arrive, you see the others milling around in the waiting room, and the wizards guard waiting there, for everyone to arrive.

OOC: Talk to each other a little bit, and when I've seen 6 people post, I'll assume everyone's there, and you'll be escorted to see William.

 

[shaff]

Jeremy sits in the corner and shines his shield, which has a huge symbol of pelor directly in the middle of it.

 

[bruin]

Haldamir strides into the room and sits down on a bench in the corner to meditate. He'll generally ignore the other adventurers, though he'll nod respectfully to the paladin and study the sorcerer with curiosity. He'll rudely rebuff anyone breaking his meditation, except for those two or the escort guards.

So this is what it's come to, he thinks to himself as other adventurers show up, traipsing around the countryside in the company of mercenaries and thieves! What can I possibly learn from consorting with such filth?

(OOC don't take anything he says or thinks personally folks)

 

[doghead]

Hoegor eases quietly into the room. After some consideration, he decided to leave the dogs waiting outside the front door, city dwellers could be funny about dogs. He still not sure why he has been invited to this meeting. He's not a local, and he hasn't been in town long. He is knows a couple of the people that he has heard being mentioned by the townsfolk, but some only by name.

Looking around the room he thinks, "Well a couple of them are here."

"There's that insufferable monk from the monastry. I thought that we had done with each other after the journey here from the monastry. What's his name again? Halmor? Haldmar? Blood and ashes, I am hopeless with these foreign names..."

A thin smile passes across Hoegor face. He could certainly have remembered the name if he thought the man had been worth it.

"and that must be the Cleric ... of Pelor obviously. Apparently he handled himself quite well during that last raid if rumour holds truth. But someone told me that he's a bit of a hothead. He's definately quite proud of that shield."

"Oh well, nothing to do but wait and see what this is all about. What's with all the lurking in corners ..."

Hoegor moves further into the chamber and props himself on his spear where he can see both doors.

OOC: Favour returned bruin.

 

[Guest 11456]

Enter the Halfling

Jillian walks into the waiting room noting that some have already arrived. She nods to Hoegor and Jeremiah. She notes that Haldamir is meditating and decides it best not to disturb him. Looking about she notes that Deirdre and Kordrim have not yet arrived. She walks over to Jeremiah and looks at the shield. "Wow! I can almost see myself in that thing. What do you know about what is going on? I got called by William. I wonder what he wants."

 

[Thels]

Deirdre enters the room with her cloak wrapped closely around her, with the usual smile on her face and welldressed, without the armor and equipment you might have seen her wear on earlier occasions.

Looking around the room, she greets the others, but keeps her voice down as not to intrude too much on the person who is appearantly lost in thoughts: "Good evening, everyone. I see I'm not the only one summoned. How are you all doing?".

Deirdre straightens her clothes and finds herself a place to sit down.

Appearantly William has something important to tell, if he called all of us here. Let's just hope he has some idea to stop this ongoing storm that's been plaguing us for weeks. Humans need sunlight. If this goes on, who knows what will happen?

"Sooo... Any of you heard any details as to why William summoned us here?"

 

[batchie]

After taking a while to get everything ready Kordrim enters the room. He sees a few faces from the battle the villagers had with those pesky orcs the other day.
Looking around he decided to go and sit beside the monk who appeared to be in some sort of meditation.

 

[shaff]

Jeremy says to Jillian, "i suppose he would like us to investigate this occurance with the sun... It sure is strange. What is your name halfling? People here call me Jeremy."


OOC: Doghead, just so you know for future reference, the runor you heard about Jeremy being a hot head are wrong, he is a kind hearted healer.

 

[Thels]

Deirdre watches the conversation with the cleric and the halfling with interest, only looking around and greeting Kordrim as he walks in.

OOC: Shaff, remember no colors.

 

[Guest 11456]

Jillian replies, "I am Jillian Tealeaf. What does the church of Pelor think of the covering of the sun?" As Deirdre and Kordrim enter, she nods to them each.