A Merc's Life: Howl of the Carrion King [01]

[Maidhc O Casain]

The four Bees and your new acquaintance make your way out of the monastery and back up to the caravan, where Almah and Garavel are waiting anxiously for news of your first foray.

They look somewhat surprised at the presence of Tsadok, but they recover quickly and Almah offers her hand to Tsadok (for shaking, not kissing), and says, "I am Almah, leader of this trading expedition and current employer of these four. I welcome you to our camp. This is Garavel, my right hand man."

The five of you are ushered into Almah's tent without further fuss.

[sblock=Tsadok]The party is greeted by a young, very beautiful woman with a commanding air and an older gentleman with a neatly trimmed beard who moves like a swordsman.[/sblock]

 

[Maidhc O Casain]

FLASHBACK: The Chapel

Keeland lays the items aquired thus far out on the floor and begins humming a soft tune. The rest of the group watches in interest as his humming brings his soul in tune with the magical energies of the monastery, and after about 30 seconds he begins to detect faint auras around the ring (Transmutation), the Pugwampi king's battle axe (Evocation) and the little box (Divination).

The altar glows brightly to his eyes, filled with Sarenrae's Divine energy. There are also faint lines of that energy tied to Aodhán, Harnry and Tsadok.

The Áilleacht allows his song to fade, deciding that further study of the items can wait for the comfort of the group's caravan wagon.

Flashback Ends

 

[Scotley]

Keeland

The bard enters with the others, but says nothing for the moment as he is distracted thinking about the strange collection of items they have found.

 

[Leif]

Houwlou remains his stoic self. "Somebody scour me a stein, I need a swig!"

[sblock=stat block, Houwlou Groulenas]
Houwlou Groulenas - Male Olcán Ranger 1
Initiative: +1, Perception: +8(?)(+2 more smell/sound,+2 more vs. undead),
Longsword, +5 att, 1d8+3
Javelin, +2 att, 1d6+3
Low Light Vision 60'
AC: 17 (4Chain Shirt + 2Lg. Shield + 1Dex);FF16;T11
Fort:+2 | Ref:+3 | Will:+4
HP: 14/21
[/sblock]

 

[renau1g]

Aodhán drags his feet as they enter the tent, himself exhausted after channeling so much of Lonrach's energy and wanting little more than a bit of rest. He had to admit though he was excited by the findings.

 

[Maidhc O Casain]

Almah and Garavel question you thoroughly, but they notice your exhaustion and are as brief as possible. Once they've had their report, Almah turns to Tsadok.

"And what are your intentions, young man? Do you intend to accompany this crew?"

 

[mleibrock]

Tsadok

The four Bees and your new acquaintance make your way out of the monastery and back up to the caravan, where Almah and Garavel are waiting anxiously for news of your first foray.

They look somewhat surprised at the presence of Tsadok, but they recover quickly and Almah offers her hand to Tsadok (for shaking, not kissing), and says, "I am Almah, leader of this trading expedition and current employer of these four. I welcome you to our camp. This is Garavel, my right hand man."

The five of you are ushered into Almah's tent without further fuss.

[sblock=Tsadok]The party is greeted by a young, very beautiful woman with a commanding air and an older gentleman with a neatly trimmed beard who moves like a swordsman.[/sblock]

Tsadok will take Almah's hand and begin to lean into it as if to kiss then when he realizes she is offering it to shake, he will try and recover. "I am pleased to meet you, Thank You." He will also offer his hand to Garavel and this time not lean into it.

 

[mleibrock]

Tsadok

Almah and Garavel question you thoroughly, but they notice your exhaustion and are as brief as possible. Once they've had their report, Almah turns to Tsadok.

"And what are your intentions, young man? Do you intend to accompany this crew?"

Looking at the beautiful woman, "Is there another option?"

 

[mleibrock]

Tsadok

OOC - Mike, has 6 hours passed so that the bless spell is no longer in effect?

 

[Maidhc O Casain]

[sblock=OOC]Nope - prob'ly just an hour. The caravan is parked about a mile away from the monastery. The monastery is in a small valley - more of a depression in the surrounding hills actually. The caravan is just over the hilltops, so you can't see it from the monastery but a short walk up from the wagons gives one an excellent view of the monastery. Does that even make sense?[/sblock]