FitzTheRuke
Legend
Vault of the Dracolich
Discussion Thread
Rogues' Gallery
Imani's Tower
~1 pm on 4 Tarsakh, 1483DR
Spring came to the village of Hap in Battledale. In spite of the rain, still flecked with the occasional snowflake, Adventurers began to arrive, responding to a general summons, sent by broadsheet, town criers, bards, and rumourmongers, from lands both far and near. They climbed Haptooth Hill to the Wizard's Tower, once owned by a Red Wizard of Thay, but was now home to a Turmishan wizard named Imani, who had penned the call to adventure.
One by one, they entered the wizard’s wide, stone tower, with a well-kept garden, and found that others had also answered the call. Some were old acquaintances, while others met here for the first time, but all were reasonably seasoned. All had their own personal reasons for responding to Imani's summons.
The receiving room was small, but lavishly decorated, with tapestries, a fine rug, and comfortable-looking chairs. Many gathered at a large table against the far wall, covered in fruit, meat, cheese, and bread. A servant stood nearby with wine, beer, or water gathered from fresh mountain run-off. To the servant's left, an iron staircase spiraled upwards and out of sight through a hole in the vaulted ceiling. A female halfling in comfortable clothes sat on the stairs, and she watched as more adventurers arrived with a bemused expression on her face.
A large man in white-and-grey furs entered, and he lumbered over to sit on an oak bench next to the fireplace. He stretched and began to remove a prosthetic leg. It had been hidden under his trouser leg, which he rolled up and began to rub a foul-smelling ointment on his stump.
For the moment, there was no sign of the Wizard.
Discussion Thread
Rogues' Gallery
Imani's Tower
~1 pm on 4 Tarsakh, 1483DR
Spring came to the village of Hap in Battledale. In spite of the rain, still flecked with the occasional snowflake, Adventurers began to arrive, responding to a general summons, sent by broadsheet, town criers, bards, and rumourmongers, from lands both far and near. They climbed Haptooth Hill to the Wizard's Tower, once owned by a Red Wizard of Thay, but was now home to a Turmishan wizard named Imani, who had penned the call to adventure.
One by one, they entered the wizard’s wide, stone tower, with a well-kept garden, and found that others had also answered the call. Some were old acquaintances, while others met here for the first time, but all were reasonably seasoned. All had their own personal reasons for responding to Imani's summons.
The receiving room was small, but lavishly decorated, with tapestries, a fine rug, and comfortable-looking chairs. Many gathered at a large table against the far wall, covered in fruit, meat, cheese, and bread. A servant stood nearby with wine, beer, or water gathered from fresh mountain run-off. To the servant's left, an iron staircase spiraled upwards and out of sight through a hole in the vaulted ceiling. A female halfling in comfortable clothes sat on the stairs, and she watched as more adventurers arrived with a bemused expression on her face.
A large man in white-and-grey furs entered, and he lumbered over to sit on an oak bench next to the fireplace. He stretched and began to remove a prosthetic leg. It had been hidden under his trouser leg, which he rolled up and began to rub a foul-smelling ointment on his stump.
For the moment, there was no sign of the Wizard.
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