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"Yes, indeed, and rest you shall have." Brolinar rises, and beckons you to follow him. He leads you into the eastern wing of his home to two guest rooms. The accommodations are exemplary, and the wizard is quite hospitable, despite his reluctance to discuss the cairn. The old master shows you...

"Oh, I don't even know. Some item of power or other, I suppose," replies the wizard, somewhat irritated. "There is nothing there, I am sure of it. Just some fantasy of Crow's."

"The cairn is a barrow. A burial mound," explains the old wizard. "The locals say that many of the old cairns in this area make a whispering sound, a susurrus, if you will. It is naught but an effect of the clever ventilation systems designed by the original builders." The wizard pushes his...

Pender, Male Human Fighter 6 Pender yawns and scratches behind one ear. As the others figure out a plan, he begins to get his bedroll set up, and debates with himself whether or not to pitch a pup tent.

Hi Guys, I'm leaving for a work-related convention and will not be back until Saturday evening. So this is the last you will hear from me until at least Sunday night. I'm flying American Air, so wish me luck. :uhoh: Vig P.S. C-steak, this goes for the RHoD game, too, so please feel free to...

Pender, Male Human Fighter 6 Pender is a brave and skillful fighter, but not one for making clever plans. He waits patiently as his smarter and wiser friends devise a plan of action. He merely nods a grunt-mutters affirmatively when they say something he can easily see is sensible--such as the...

After several minutes, Brolinar returns to the parlor, carrying a rather large scroll tied with a blue ribbon. "Alright now, let's see here then," he mutters as he fiddles with the ribbon to untie the scroll. He then places the scroll on a coffee table, unrolls it before you. He blows off a...

"Ah, the map." The wizard rises from his chair in some agitation. "That is the shame of it. All the death over the years, all the misery. It has all been to find this map." Brolinar waves his hand dismissively. "There is nothing there, I am sure of it. Just some ancient burial mound. It is all...

"A wyrmlord, huh?" Pender ceases from his sword practice and huddles with the others. "I would guess with the rest of you that this must be some kind of powerful dragon or dragonic creature. Hmm... we barely survived the last time we fought a dragon--at the bridge, when I first met you."

"Well...I'm not much of a fighter myself, so I guess I don't really have any good advice along those lines. As for friends, it's always possible, but I doubt that Crow will feel any need to have friends along for a meeting with the likes of Drunk Charlie and his burglar companion."

After some minutes, the wizard returns. He is carrying with him an ornately filigreed golden cane, and a matching small golden orb. Each is surrounded by a faint purple glow, and occasionally a bit of purple energy arcs between the two items with a sharp crack! "Ahem, now then, well... Here are...

Pender felt an incredible thrill at finally seeing the great ruins of Rhest--and from an eagle's vantage point, no less. Once the elves leave, Pender's excitement turns to misery as the rain trickles down and gets into his full-plate, beginning to pool in his boots. However, he is warmed and...

"Ah, yes, they do tend to mistrust elves around here, don't they? That could be a problem for you, should you stay here." "As to what Crow brings to the table, he is a wizard of evil intent, and a quite capable one at that. Every time we have faced each other, he has surprised me with new twist...

What do the two of you think about making dealing with Crow a 'quest'?

"Excellent!" exclaims the wizard. He locks the front door, puts out the lights with a snap of his fingers, and leads the two of you out the back door. From there, you travel the alleys to the wizard's rather large home. Inside his home, he bids you to his parlor. The three of you sit down as...

Pender, Male Human Fighter 7 Pender keeps his head bowed in respect for the elves' loss. He waits for one of the more charismatic party members to tell a story of some sort.

"Very well, then," exclaims the old wizard, a clear look of relief on his face. "The note here says he was to meet the burglars Wednesday night--tomorrow night--at the old keep. I understand you two are new around here, so you probably don't know about the old keep. Not much of a keep really...

OK, I just finished a major project at work today, so I should be able to put some more time into the game, now. I will post an update to the IC thread tomorrow night. Vig

Just finished a major project at work. Will update Pender tomorrow night.

Brolinar takes the note and reads it over the top of his spectacles. "Oh my," he mutters, lowering the note. "I was afraid this day might come." He looks you both over for a moment, and senses that in you both is a basic goodness and a love of adventure. "See this initial here?" he points to...