Sullaf
First Post
"But of course you may. I reckon you are thirsty: the last time I checked TJ over here was buying the drinks" Grishan says while grinning even more. There are people who'd rather face creatures from the abyss then face Grishan grinning...
Grishan waits until there is plenty of beer, before he continues. "Now that we are all good friends, let's get down to business." Once again Grishan signals you all to get closer, so not to be disturbed. "The Cult of the Fire Brothers should be located somewhere in the North regions of the Everlasting Desert. There are not many cities or villages, so be prepared to stay outdoors alot. And it goes without saying that the desert is pretty much a dry piece of wasteland: bring enough water. You are no use to me dead, so try to stay alive. There are numerous tribes and nomads out there. Some are brutal savages... some are even more brutal savages."
He smiles at his own joke and takes another sip of his ale. Although Grishan is pretty thin, he seems to have an endless thirst. He looks up when two townsmen enter the inn. Apparently he knows them because he waves at them in a typical manner. Not the normal kind of greeting. Instead it is an intricate display of nonverbal communication. Both men smile, and then go out the door again, leaving the inn pretty much abandoned again, except for some regulars and the bartender.
"There are reports of numerous orcish tribes. Although we as a city do not have a quarrel with the orcs, they could attack you just the same. Something about their nature I guess. Be prepared for that. I do not expect to see you all again soon. The voyage should take some time, and finding the ruins could take weeks, but I do have a timetable to keep. I expect to see you again at least before next Lowsummer. As it is Highsummer now, you should have about a year, which is plenty of time..."
He finishes his ale and looks at TJ expectedly, while handing him the empty mug. He continues "You will receive the map of the region tomorrow, the usual way. You should know by now I never have such objects on me. It would be to easy for those who would like to make a profit at my expense. Although it is not the most accurate map, it should give you a good lead to start from. The map is unique, so I would appreciate it if you did NOT lose it. Dweldan here is a pretty good outdoors man. He should be able to work with the little information we have at the moment. Please feel free to do as much investigation as necessary. Just make sure to be back on time. I have never failed to 'deliver'. This will not be an exception, I'll guarantee you THAT."
"Now let us toast to a save journey and a quick return. But wait... I seem to be out of ale already. TJ could you fill my mug again, so we can toast properly?"
Grishan waits until there is plenty of beer, before he continues. "Now that we are all good friends, let's get down to business." Once again Grishan signals you all to get closer, so not to be disturbed. "The Cult of the Fire Brothers should be located somewhere in the North regions of the Everlasting Desert. There are not many cities or villages, so be prepared to stay outdoors alot. And it goes without saying that the desert is pretty much a dry piece of wasteland: bring enough water. You are no use to me dead, so try to stay alive. There are numerous tribes and nomads out there. Some are brutal savages... some are even more brutal savages."
He smiles at his own joke and takes another sip of his ale. Although Grishan is pretty thin, he seems to have an endless thirst. He looks up when two townsmen enter the inn. Apparently he knows them because he waves at them in a typical manner. Not the normal kind of greeting. Instead it is an intricate display of nonverbal communication. Both men smile, and then go out the door again, leaving the inn pretty much abandoned again, except for some regulars and the bartender.
"There are reports of numerous orcish tribes. Although we as a city do not have a quarrel with the orcs, they could attack you just the same. Something about their nature I guess. Be prepared for that. I do not expect to see you all again soon. The voyage should take some time, and finding the ruins could take weeks, but I do have a timetable to keep. I expect to see you again at least before next Lowsummer. As it is Highsummer now, you should have about a year, which is plenty of time..."
He finishes his ale and looks at TJ expectedly, while handing him the empty mug. He continues "You will receive the map of the region tomorrow, the usual way. You should know by now I never have such objects on me. It would be to easy for those who would like to make a profit at my expense. Although it is not the most accurate map, it should give you a good lead to start from. The map is unique, so I would appreciate it if you did NOT lose it. Dweldan here is a pretty good outdoors man. He should be able to work with the little information we have at the moment. Please feel free to do as much investigation as necessary. Just make sure to be back on time. I have never failed to 'deliver'. This will not be an exception, I'll guarantee you THAT."
"Now let us toast to a save journey and a quick return. But wait... I seem to be out of ale already. TJ could you fill my mug again, so we can toast properly?"
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