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Author | Topic: Iconics Adventure 1: NeMoren's Vault! |
Lidda Member |
![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() quote: Err... Mialee... it's called a "Story Hook". Geez, and I thought I was the one who slept through all the WotC briefings on module design... IP: Logged |
Regdar Member |
![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Alright, get on with it, get to the point where we the Iconics have the quest to find the long lost heir to the huge fortune, that we obviously won't get to keep because the young pup is a secret evil cult member or have to track down some dark enemy who wants to destroy the land because the codger died or whatever. Regdar needs to kill something, pike it's body for all to see and gain experience so Regdar can get back, get some ale and show Aniel here Regdars greatness. Besides the poor excuse for adventurers outside are bothering Regdar. Not a one has a Greatsword. Bah they call themselves real fighters, heck Tordek is more of a fighter then they are. ------------------ [This message has been edited by Regdar (edited 07-31-2001).] IP: Logged |
'Kerwyn Member |
![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Well, you made me curious, read on please... I hope we'll know more after the barons will has been revealed! IP: Logged |
Mialee Member |
![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Regdar, I'll not tolerate this surly attitude. If you must swill cheap ale and make inappropriate comments at a good man's will reading, I'll be forced to employ my spell of brainwash to make you a more palatable person. Perhaps a smiling, shy man, who enjoys hugging puppies. This is your only warning. Do we understand? ------------------ IP: Logged |
Regdar Member |
![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Bah. Read on good man. ------------------ IP: Logged |
Hennet- Member |
![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() quote: *quietly, to Regdar* ------------------ IP: Logged |
Jozan of Pelor Member |
![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() quote: Jozan begins to grin, blinks, and frowns darkly. "It's a belt buckle you yodeling..." He is distracted from this minor annoyance by the departure of easily half of the room’s occupants. He looks puzzled, and glances at Redgar. “They all seemed so eager before.” Then he shrugs and crosses his arms, expanding his chest as if to fill in the extra space. “No fear, however, for I remain, and therefore Pelor’s guidance is assured.”
quote: Jozan steps up beside the diminutive elf and mutters, “Carefully, my dear, we wouldn’t want to interfere with his willingness to absorb large amounts of damage for us!” “Read on, Lord Mayor,” he then calls, “For no doubt Pelor’s great plan will be revealed and all questions answered, etc. once we hear the boxed text--err, I mean, the words of Baron NeMoran’s will.” ------------------ IP: Logged |
Ma'Varketh Member |
![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() "Yes, please continue. I'm sure everyone here would like to know more about this 'mystery' of the keys, and why we have been 'chosen' to attend this reading." Ma'Varketh pokes at a tattoo on the back of her hand, causing it to flicker and dance across her fingers before darting across her palm and up her sleeve. ------------------ IP: Logged |
Regdar Member |
![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() quote: First she wants to kill Regdar then she wants to kiss Regdar, go figure. ------------------ IP: Logged |
Devis Member |
![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() quote: I am, normally. But I haven't shaved this week. So sue me. *rubs chin* Chicks dig that "Don Johnson" look! *cups a hand to his ear* Hey, is that Vadania shouting outside? Someone ought to tell her to get that hot little druid butt inside. This guy's going to say something important before long, and she won't want to miss it. *rubs chain again* She won't want to miss me, either! Where is she? ------------------ [This message has been edited by Devis (edited 07-31-2001).] IP: Logged |
Piratecat Admin |
![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() The mayor begins to read and then pauses. "This might be a bit difficult for me to read. For some reason, the words of the will are set aside, written within a box! I'll do my best, though." "The Last Will and Testament of Paytro NeMoren, Baron of the West Wood region, heir to NeMoren Manor, and sole survivor of the respected NeMoren bloodline. "Gathered to hear my final words should be a number of people, each bearing a single silver key. However you received this key, I hope it was given in the spirit that I originally intended; as a reward, as compensation, as a way to lesson my own guilt." "Though noble of birth and heritage, in my youth I was a vain and pompous man, and did not live up to the ideals of my station. I have kept a secret during my lifetime, and I will take it to my grave. My shame wasn't easy to hide.. I regret that I took drastic steps, necessary steps, to protect my good name. To each of those who suffered so that I could live with false dignity, I gave a token: a single silver key. I'm sure by now those keys have passed through generations, across borders, and through many hands. If you are hearing this, though, those keys have returned to my manor once again to fulfil their true purpose." The mayor clears his throat, and takes a sip of water. "Hundreds of years ago, my ancestors created a mighty vault which protected our family's vast hoard of weatlh. The keys to open this vault were dwarf-forged and passed from generation to generation, until they at last came to me. I had hoped to give them to my children. "But instead, I caused a horrible curse - upon my name, my wife, and the good people of Weston. I knew I was no longer worthy of my ancestors' treasure. So I sealed the entrance to the vaults, and gave away the keys to those I wronged. I hid away the hoard for as long as I lived... "And now, after my death, fate has brought the silver keys home, and with them deserving souls to reclaim the lost treasure. In the wine cellar, along the north wall, you will find a section of wall that does not match the rest. Take sledgehammers to it, and behind it you will find the doorway to the NeMoren family vault. Be forewarned: the vault will not easily give up its riches. Generations of my ancestors installed deterrents, and who knows what has happened in the decades since I turned the last key. Deep in the vault, you will find a door with evenly spaced key holes. Insert your keys in the locks to activate the final vault mechanism, and the vast wealth of the NeMoren barony will be yours. Use it well; perhaps then I will have made amends for the wrongs I have committed, and my soul can rest more peacefully than my living spirit. "Signed, Paytro NeMoren." The silence in the room is almost complete as the Mayor finishes reading the will and looks up. He puts down the documents, and looks at each of you expectently. "Do you take the charge he has offered?" [This message has been edited by Piratecat (edited 07-31-2001).] IP: Logged |
Mialee Member |
![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() I have no need of the grand treasure, but perhaps I can donate it to some worthy local causes... and I'm certainly curious enough to follow this mystery through to its conclusion. Count me in. ------------------ IP: Logged |
Regdar Member |
![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Regdar smashes Regdars fist down on the table. Bah curse or no curse, Regdar will do it. As long as Regdar gets to kill something, Regdar will be pleased as long as this treasure is not the family golden privy plunger! ------------------ [This message has been edited by Regdar (edited 07-31-2001).] IP: Logged |
Kazak Member |
![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() There is a sound of pounding feet from the corridor outside the room. The door bursts open, and a somewhat flustered looking dwarf bursts into the room. He gasps a few times to get his breath back. "Gods, sorry everybody, but me pony thew a shoe." He says. He sees that the mayor is speaking. "Ah, my pardon good sir!" He pulls up a seat and sits, dumping his pack beside him. ------------------ IP: Logged |
Piratecat Admin |
![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() The mayor raises an eyebrow. "Do you have a silver key, good dwarf?" IP: Logged |
Kazak Member |
![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() "Ah, yes, the key." He reaches down into his pack, roots around for a few moments, and pulls out a somewhat battered silver key. "Is this what's required?" He asks as he tosses the key to the mayor. ------------------ IP: Logged |
'Kerwyn Member |
![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Kerwyns lips form a curious smile. Now this sounds interesting... I'm in as well! IP: Logged |
Vadania Member |
![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() quote: I'm here, I heard the will, I was trying to help Alhandra find her key. I was sure she had one. I'm ready, willing and able to begin this adventure. I hope Alhandra finds her key though. And Devis, will you stop staring at my butt. ------------------ IP: Logged |
Lidda Member |
![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() No! No! No! No! NO! I'm sorry, but I refuse to go down there. I'm the only competent trap detector and disabler and from the sounds of it the entire vault is one big rogue killer. There won't be any monsters to smash for you Regdar as it's been sealed for decades! I can just see myself taking ALL the risk and for what? XP will be divided by the ten thousand adventurers going on this quest and I just know that there won't be any treasure at the end of it as it will be some kind of ironic, "Ha! You went through all this and all you get is a t-shirt!" type of vaults. I'm sorry, but if you want me to rescue your treasure, and let's face it people, I'll be doing 90% of the work so we may as well call this my mission, then I insist on being paid a retainer. The bare minimum's of my contract will be as follows: € In the event of my unfortuneate demise, there must be summoned a cleric of an appropriate level to cast True Resurrection. € Elven rations to be supplied at no cost. € Regdar has to sleep with a goat the next time he says whore. € I get first pick of any magical items that may be stored in the vault. € I get to bitch and whinge a lot about nothing in particular and act like a three year old human child throwing a tantrum when I don't get my own way. € I get at least a couple of healing potions. € Devis stops looking at my butt... I'm three feet tall you sicko! That is my negotiating platform and I'm stickin' to it! ------------------ IP: Logged |
Eberk Member |
![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() "I shall, as always, follow the path that has been forged for me by the All-Father. And should no one object, with the warhammer that is the symbol of His righteous might, I would ask the honor of starting the adventure by breaking down the wall in Moradin's name!" He brandishes his magic hammer, a silver weapon which seems to emanate divine light. "I am the Hammer of Moradin! Adventure awaits! Gnarr!" ------------------ IP: Logged |
-Tordek- Member |
![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() "Enough yappin'! I don't know about the rest of you, but I'm goin' after that treasure!" He smiled darkly, "Whoever's got the guts to go down there, lets go. i'm sick of sitting around." The dwarf hopped down from his chair and tapped his foot on the floor, waiting for everyone else to decide. ------------------ IP: Logged |
Alhandra Member |
![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Alhandra strides in, purposefully as always, her demeanor demanding attention and respect. She walks right up to the mayor, deftly removes the key from a pocuh, and displays her silver key for all to see. "I had to go back down to where my faithful steed, Nissa was. She has carried this pouch with my belongings for several seasons... "I always wondered why I was given this key after helping lead the forces of Archon to victory over the uprising of evil that menaced the town. "I am honored to be with heroes such as these, and we will do great things with any treasure we may encounter as this grand mystery unfolds!" Alhandra dodges some of the spittle from Regdar's ongoing devourings while sidling over to greet Vadania and returning "the floor" to the mayor. ------------------ IP: Logged |
Devis Member |
![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() quote: Ah, did David ask Michelangelo coyly to avert his eyes? Are you any less an embodiment of perfection? Am I to deny the Muse when it strikes? To quote my darling Lidda, "No, no and no!" To wit (and I quote again): "For shame deny that thou bear'st love to any, (Speaking behind his hand, to Regdar) What did the old fellow say? I'm afraid I missed it entirely. ------------------ IP: Logged |
Jozan of Pelor Member |
![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Jozan’s eyes gleam. “Yes, yes, of course I will take my appointed place and bring the light of Pelor’s Divine goodness into this dark, musty, cobweb-strewn vault.” He fingers the image of Pelor’s burning face that adorns his belt. “What better repository for wealth than the coffers of the church, where it can do the most good, ease the most suffering, etc.?” After her tirade, Jozan turns to Lidda (very carefully not looking at her butt). “Take a deep breath, little one, or you are going to burst a blood vessel. Of course we all value your sneaky, underhanded skills--value them highly! After all, can you imagine someone like myself crawling about on dusty, dirty dungeon floors searching for trip wires and hidden levers?” He polishes the image of Pelor that adorns his right shoulder. “Obviously not. “So, my dear Lidda, as to your demands, I myself would agree to all but the fourth. Certainly there is no doubt that a man of my standing within the Church of Pelor can assure a True Resurrection for any of his friends--once the proper donations have been made from the dead person’s share of treasure, of course.” Jozan winks down at Lidda, but any future assurances are cut short by the arrival of newcomers. The Cleric blinks at Kazak (**not another one!**) but then his gaze focuses on Alhandra. “Ahh...Lady Alhandra! With you at my side, Evil, Darkness, and all other forms of nastiness will surely shrink from the purity of our valor!” IP: Logged |
Mialee Member |
![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Um... For the uninitiated, regarding Lidda... We go through this at the beginning of every adventure or group activity. She'll keep trying as long as she thinks she can get away with it. Just stay firm and insist she takes what everyone else takes. She'll back down. Looks to Lidda Sorry hun. ------------------ IP: Logged |
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