Adventure Inc. Campaign

[Grescheks]

Bharash rose from the table, where he had been silently observing the exchange between Geffin, Richard and the gnome. Looking down at the bespectabled gnome on top of the stool, he offers a polite nod and his own deep voiced introduction.

"I am Bharash. A pleasure to make your acquaintance."

Having introduced himself, Bharash then took up a relaxed position behind Richard and Geffin.

 

[Charwoman Gene]

Morrek shuffles over, muttering. He does not make eye contact with the gnome.

 

[Ian.Fleming]

Sylvester gave a polite nod and a smile to the rest of the party, even the dour dwarf. Well b'ys, I cannot vouch for his location at this hour of the day. But I know he'll be in the trade quarter by the East gate. Should have a red and greed flag on 'is Caravan. Hold on a mite. ADAM!! he shouted and a moment later a young page boy came forward bearing an inked seal. On a blank page in the back of his notebook he quickly scrawled two notes. Taking the seal he stamped both notes and detached them. One he gave to the page who scurried away, the other he gave to Richard.
Usually the caravans like to leave 'round the ninth bell. Just show 'em this to let 'em know you're from us, eh?

[sblock=The Note]The bearer of this note and his four companions are representatives of the Adventure Inc. Guild who are bound for the Town of Epinyerd. Any and all deals, agreements and/or promises are strictly between the holder of this note and/or his companions and the caravan owner.[/sblock]

One more thing, 'bout how long will you be away, in case something goes wrong eh?

[sblock=OOC]Travel time approximately 3 days both ways. You don't really know how long it will take to take out the bandits, but several days sounds reasonable to you. You can give yourself extra time if you wish, but if you do get captured that will delay your rescue. the call is ultimately up to you guys![/sblock]

 

[RavenBlackthorne]

Taking the note from Sylvester, his fingers touching the gnome’s wrist, Richard watches the young boy hurry away. Turning back, his eyes lighting up and a broad smile creeping onto his face, he says,
“I think nine days should be sufficient, good sir, especially when we agree with the caravan leaders to leave today. Just before we leave, what are the brothers’ names?”
As he asks, his body weight subtly shifts towards the East gate, informing his comrades that it is time to leave.

 

[Ian.Fleming]

Ajax and Ipho Kremen are their names. Happy hunting to the lot of ye! With that said he noted down their itinerary and waved them farewell.

The sun is now starting its descent to the west. The bells from Temple district sound clearly marking the first hour of the afternoon.

 

[renau1g]

"Well nice fine talkin' ya did back there Richard, looks like ye got da gift of da silver tongue." Geffin whispers to the man.

Turning back to the others, he says "Let's get this mission going, more time we be wastin' the more time I'm not eating", before grabbing one more handful of whatever food he can get his hands on and heading out the door to find this caravan.

 

[Charwoman Gene]

Morrek starts ambling towards the door.

 

[Grescheks]

Nodding a farewell to the gnome, Bharash followed his companions out of the Guild Hall, ready to begin another adventure.

 

[RavenBlackthorne]

Moving to Zed and placing a hand in the middle of his back, Richard speaks gently,
“Time for us to look to the outer world, momentarily, friend.”
Turning smoothly to the door and bowing softly to Bharash, appreciating his solid presence, he places a firm, reassuring hand on Morrek’s shoulder, looking into the dwarf’s eyes. He nods once.
Gliding to the door, he smiles fully to the halfling,
“Well, Geffin, I couldn’t have done it without ya,”
he whispers back, emulating the halfing’s dialect,
“Looks like there’s some fun to be had, eh?”
With a final turn of his head, his baritone rings true:
“Forward to adventure, fellows!”

 

[Ian.Fleming]

The guildhall is more or less in the center of the city, one of the bigger buildings on Membership Row (So called because all of the guilds have grouped together to form it's own sub-district within the Artisan's quarter). It's about a half hour's walk to the trade district, and a little bit longer after that to locate where the caravans are getting ready for the next day's departure.

The population of Briezel is fairly cosmopolitan. Humans are of course the dominant species, but there is a fair blend of the more civilized races, and even a Deva or two have been spotted, running their errands that one of their previous lives never got around to completing (damn those lists!). Vendors all over town are hawking their wares to anyone with a spare ear. Everything from food to weapons to pets.

[sblock=OOC]If there's anything anyone needs, you had better get it here. Caravans don't make pit stops [/sblock]