From Peasants To Heros

[Ivellious]

It is a bright, sunny, summer afternoon in the small, sleepy town of Oakburst. The people of the town go about their peaceful lives, in the same manner that they always have. The "Drunken Boar", the hot spot of the town, has it's few regulars, but also has a new item of excitement not seen to this town in the past 10 years, adventurers. There are some at the small church of Ehlonna praying that this does not mean bad omens for Oakburst, and then there are some that has no interest in them at all

Olwain: Your normal sleepy days of service to your god in the church is disrupted with people from the village, some you know personally even, asking you if Ehlonna is punishing them, for adventures means monsters have come about, and to the town's knowledge, there have been any monsters in this area for the past ten years. Not since Belak the druid came to visit the old ruins 4 hours to the south.

Sash: You seem to have the feeling that your master, Altirus Forlagn, does not want you to meet the adventurers at all. Maybe that feeling comes from the fact that he has set you about small meaningless tasks that has taken you the better part of the day to complete, or maybe it's from whenever you see your master looking in the direction of the inn, he has a look of disgust in his face. Sometimes he even sees you looking at him and snarls at you, "Get back to work Sash! I've got more work for you" You realize that the only way you're going to see them is to sneak out of your chores and visit the inn

Alonnd: You've heard about the adventurers being in town, but being the loner that you are, you've decided that you're going to go about your life as normal and act as though nothing special is happening.

Brandon: Your adopted parents have pretty much given the day to as on account to the adventurers arriving, and your actions are yours.

Ty: Your parents have taken a risk in hopes of trying to hide you away from the adventurers, and that's by putting you in charge of the shop, though nobody has entered today making the place pretty much dead. It would be easy for you to sneak out of the place and not even be noticed.

Weyland: You see great promise in the adventurers to buy some of your skills, as the sleepy town hasn't a need for weapons. Matter of fact you've spent more time making and mending horse shoes for the than anything. You would even be at the inn right now, trying to strike up a deal if it weren't for the fact you spent the better part of the day making more horse shoes. Now that you're done though you've got free reign of the town

Dm notes will be in green, and I would appriecate if you used color fonts for your characters, but it's not required. If you're not happy with how I started you off, then tell me and we'll see if we can work something out

 

[Rhun]

"Ah, another beautiful day," says Alonnd as he works in his small garden. Wiping the sweat from his brow with the back of one forearm, the hunter briefly considers leaving the mundane work to go hunting. The cool shade of the forest would be much preferable to toiling under the hot sun. Still, he had just brought down a deer three days ago, and still had plenty of meat. And these vegetables wouldn't harvest themselves.

 

[stonegod]

Ty smiled at his parents. They were fools for trying to have him 'watch' the store, and probably knew it, but he did not want to shatter they fragile hold on reality as he saw it. So, he waited for them to leave, closed up the shop, and left. If anyone needed some soap, they'd have to come back tomorrow.

The young man strode idly towards the Inn with these supposed adventurers. No need to rush, they'd be there a while if tales of their sort were true. It was a bardic law that all adventures had to start at an Inn. Wouldn't want to violate that sacrosanct rule.

 

[Andor]

The clang of the forge rang through the town as Weyland finished shaping the last horseshoe. Satisifed with his work he sent it aside to cool and straightened his tools. He poured a handy bucket of water over his head to cool off and wiped his brow with a shop rag. Whistleing tunelessly he looked around the small shop under the tarpaulin suspended from the back of his wagon. Not bad. I'll need to buy some more charcoal soon though. Hopefully those travellers will want something interesting done. Farrier work pays the bills but a challange would be nice. He gave a final swipe of polish to the suit of scale mail on display on it's post.

 

[TheMagician]

"Ah, doctor Forlagn," Sash says, tapping the mage on his back lightly, "I've finished dusting and sorting your librams, but the one on Tenser's Third Law? Well, it tried to bite me. I'm not sure if I ought to try and use any cantrips to get it on your shelf, so if you could look at it? I'm not sure where it's gotten to by now, but... well, I'll be getting some timber from Brandon, someone in town would like a violin, I need seasoned wood."
Of course, the book on Tenser's Third law has been stuffed behind the bookshelf by Sash, and no one in town is remotely interested in violins at the moment. Besides, scrubbing ink bottles was not Sash's idea of 'studying abroad'.

[sblock=Ivellious] If Sash's master goes to see about the book, Sash'll head for the inn.[/sblock]

 

[Lord_Raven88]

Excited at the prospect of a day free day to himself and the chance to see some adventurers Brandon bids farewell to his adoptive parents and master and heads towards the Inn.

Passing by Master Forlagn's tower Brandon hesitates slightly before heading for the front door. Seeing it open and Sash exiting in a hurried fashion Brandon smiles uncertainly at his friend and arches an at eyebrow at Sash over his strange behaviour.

With a grin on his face and a twinkle in his eye Brandon addresses the small youth next to him as they head towards the Inn "It's kind of Master Forlagn to let you have the day off! Especially considering his strong opinions on 'adventurers'. " Brandon thumps his slender friend on the back as his expresion reveals all that Brandon needs to know on the matter.

 

[TheMagician]

"Crazed cantrips, Brandon, is it that easy to figure me out?" Sash says, and then winks: "Well, I just hope the doctor takes his time finding that book - oh, and I said I was coming to get some wood from you, in case where I was comes up at some point."

 

[Rhun]

Alonnd the Hunter

Alonnd spends a couple more hours working in his garden. It is easy to see how the bare-chested young man built up his strapping, muscled body; he is obviously no stranger to hard work.

The hunter puts away his tools, and goes to wash in cold water from the nearby well. After finishing, he drops his loose shirt on over his shoulders. Deciding that a cool ale at the inn sounds like a fine idea, he heads in the direction.

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[Ivellious]

Sash and Brandon: As you all walk towards the inn, you see that the Weyland has been busy working the day away on his forges as the smoke is still raising from them. You also see the man as he begins to polishing a suit of scale mail.

Weyland: You also see the two boys heading towards the inn, and wonder why Sash is going in that direction. The good wizard has made his views about the adventurers quite well know, even going as far as to make a huge order of horse shoes from you, and he owns no horses. Though he did pay you, and maybe it's a spell component to a spell or something, but whatever the case you've finished the boy's master's order.

Alonnd: You head towards the "Drunken Boar" seeing the Arahan's problem child as he meanders his way to the inn

Ty: As you head towards the inn, you realize that you're parents will be there as well, and that you must make means to not be discovered by them. Though with your hair the way it is, it's really easy for you to be spotted in a crowd

 

[stonegod]

Ty sees the group at a distance, and thinks about his parents seeing him. And... what of it? They may try to stop us. Feh. If they could, they would. Ah, but if we make them think it was someone else...

They boy grins. He ducks into a nearby alley, taking a moment to rough up his clothes, stick his head in a scarf "appropriated" from an untended clothesline, and otherwise change his look a bit.

There, that'll do it.

With a jaunty whistle, he continued onward.

OOC: Disguise check to hide his obvious features.