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~ Dowkan ~ The word around the camp fire was that the merchant caravan that just got into Silverdown this morning was full with aspiring entrepreneurs looking to set up shop in the newly reconstructed hamlet; they may need a strong mercenary to do some heavy lifting. After a whole week of just...

Gabriel spotted Roger and the teenager from earlier crouching atop the scaffolding through the projector room window. If he didn't know any better, they looked as if they were going to take turns jumping off from on high. "I don't know much detail about the haunting," Gabriel replied absently to...

Calenthang glares at the items laid out in front of him when Laurent offers to help identify their use, but doesn't say anything against it. There is no reason they shouldn't allow the double-agent to aid them, so long as they had a sword at his throat. Whose sword that it would be is obvious...

~ The Adventurers ~ Seeing that his words didn't have the intended affect on the two in question, Braggi's features harden. Neither of them have any respect for authority and it was about time they have more than a slap on the wrist. "Give me your weapons," Braggi says coldly calm. "You two...

~ The Adventurers ~ Braggi listens intently to first Hildor, then Nae'talis, and then again Hrolf. He rubs his smooth frost-blue chin in concentration before hardening his features and passing judgment. "Ignorance of the law does not make breaking it any less illegal, Brother Hrolf," Braggi...

~ Radcliff ~ "Greetings, Radcliff," a disembodied voice drones from somewhere within the Zhentarim agent's darkened bedroom. At an hour like this, it could only be Ali'Shaun. The man had no concern for Radcliff's business hours. If he wasn't halfway across the world, I'd teach him a valuable...

~ The Adventurers ~ Braggi looks from Nae'talis' threatening stance to Hildor to the sullen Hrolf. Hrolf was being surprisingly quiet during this entire conversation; probably his version of a tantrum due to Braggi telling him he didn't want him running off on some foolish adventure... "Sit...

Gabriel didn't really think much about the haunting, so he just shrugged his shoulders at Steven's question. A place like this, rich in history, was bound to have a few creaky floor boards and skeletons in the closet.

~ The Adventurers ~ The word "Lesson" is inscribed into the blade in a flowing handwriting much like Nae'talis'. The red velvet alone could have been a coincidence, but the added handwriting made the blade very suspicious. The question is: should he confront Hildor or wait for the elf to...

~ The Adventurers ~ Something about the blood-red velvet wrapping is oddly familiar to Nae'talis. As Hildor removes the velvet, he reveals a thin stiletto dagger. He turns it over in his hands with care, but for all his caution, still manages to prick his finger slightly. His blood smears on...

Calenthang takes interest in the shield, considering the suits of armor something for someone else. He just recently got a masterwork breastplate from Ayden, and he would sooner not part with it for the bulkier half-plate. He nods at Sielwoodan's take on the situation, once again finding the...

"Well, I consider myself a historian and I'm most interested in architecture. A colleague of mine told me about the theater and I figured I'd give it a look. I'm kind of disappointed that the Historical Society has allowed a relic like this to fall into such disrepair..." Gabriel walked over to...

~ Hroar ~ The assembly hushes as the High Cleric Hroar Kraki steps up to the alter in the Longhall of Tyr in Silverymoon. The collective of Tyrran clerics was surprisingly small; most of the Tyrran forces in the Silver Marches were off with Father Braggi establishing a place of Law in an...

Braggi licks his lips and rubs his mouth. He doesn't seem skeptical; if Hildor was lying, Braggi would know soon enough once he asked these "clerics." "Why would an earth elemental attack you, Hildor?" Braggi asks slowly, worry creasing his brow. The elf had mentioned an attack on the Tyrrans...

~ The Adventurers ~ When Hildor takes the wrapped red velvet from the cleric, he notices the object wrapped inside feels more like a small dagger than a box. It fits inside of his backpack all the same. The cleric leads Hildor to the Temple of Tyr and shows him to a room where Father Braggi and...

I know for a fact that Majin would love to have an agent on board...

Gabriel followed the finance student into the projector room with only half the concern he had before going backstage. You could come in here with a tank of gasoline and a Zippo, burn the place down, and he doubted anybody here would try and stop you. "I believe the cornerstone out front said...

~ The Adventurers ~ Braggi nods his greeting to Nae'talis and offers him a chair beside Hrolf. The half-frost giant sets out a bowl of bread and cheese just as another knock comes at the studded wooden doors and Dowkan is shown in. "Why am I not surprised that your elven companion is the last...

"It's a good thing you've put your lot in with ours, friend Teleri," he says, giving her an honestly worried stare. He turns his attention away from the discussion, no longer having any hope for the others to see a reason to guard themselves from the bard. He'd just have to make sure the...

The only recognition in Gabriel's eyes was for that of Professor Isaacs. College football was the drunken drop-out's equivalent to muscle-brained Anglo-Saxons grunting and running into each other at full force for fun. Gabriel liked sports with a bit more history, like lacrosse. "Oh, yes, I've...