(Adventure) M1: Goblin Ears and the MTG (dpdx judging) COMPLETED

[orsal]

"Well," says Nurlan glumly to his comrades, as he hands them their sandwiches, "shall we go now?"

Most of his thoughts are left unsaid. Taka's claws, I can't trust anyone around this town, except the people I came from Orussus with. Maybe our employer, and maybe Jezibel, although I'm getting so paranoid I'm not even sure about them. I've now let our enemies know where we're staying and what our friends names are. Now I get the feeling that these new arrivals are watching us, and if they are I'm sure it isn't for our own protection.

He'll wait until they're outside the tavern before suggesting going to the closest they have to a safe haven, namely Kim Tensil's warehouse.

 

[Steve Jung]

Charlarn of Phyrah: Male human cleric 1

Another man walks down the stairs into the main room. He is human, short with a prominant nose, and shifty eyes. He eyes three party and halfling quite carefully as he walks slowly towards the door to the street. Then he abruptly turns on his heels and heads back upstairs.

"Here you go," says the half-elven barkeep. He hands you three sandwiches, then turns to the halfling. "What can I get ye?"

Charlarn accepts the sandwich, "Thank you. This will do nicely."

He turns toward the halfling, "Greetings, I'm Cocer. I'm new to town and would like to know what there is to do here."

The cleric wonders if the human was reacting to our presence, or the halfling's.

 

[Manzanita]

halfling

The halfling turns to Charlarn. From his face, you see he is weary and sad. "What to do here? How would I know? I just got here." He turns his attention to the barkeep. "Cold beer, please. And soup, if you've got it." He buries his face in his hands, elbows on the counter as he waits for his beer.

 

[Erekose13]

Taking his sandwich, Tenebrynn moves to follow Nurlan. He pauses as Charlarn strikes up a conversation with one of the newcomers, waiting politely for him to finish his discussion.

 

[Steve Jung]

Charlarn of Phyrah: Male human cleric 1

The halfling turns to Charlarn. From his face, you see he is weary and sad. "What to do here? How would I know? I just got here." He turns his attention to the barkeep. "Cold beer, please. And soup, if you've got it." He buries his face in his hands, elbows on the counter as he waits for his beer.

Charlarn thinks to himself, "Irene and Jezibel may be in trouble. Do involve myself in this man's troubles? What does the Searcher want me to do? Should I help this traveller, whom I don't know. Or do I go to the aid of those I have fought beside?"

He pats the halfling on the shoulder. "May the Searcher help you find what you're looking for."

With a heavy heart, the cleric turns to Nurlan. "We should go now." With that, he leaves the One-Eyed Owl.

 

[Manzanita]

Alright. Where y'all headin now?

 

[orsal]

Once the three of them are out the door, Nurlan says quietly, "I think we should go back to Kim's. It's the safest place for us, since if there's a fight there it'll be against someone who clearly has no legitimate business being there. If Irene and Jezibel aren't in trouble they're just as likely to be looking for us there, and if we need to go hunt for them at least it's the best place to be planning it. Besides, if Kim is around, we ought to update him -- he may have influence, or advice, and regardless he ought to know what's happening."

He then takes a bite of his sandwich while listening to see if Charlarn or Tenebrynn have other ideas. Mmmm... finally a bite to eat.

 

[Erekose13]

"I agree Nurlan I think it would be best to head back there and see if they have already returned to find us. Either way it is a good place to look next." Tenebrynn says, munching on his sandwich while they walk.

 

[Steve Jung]

Charlarn of Phyrah: Male human cleric 1

Charlarn shakes his head with a start, as though he was thinking of something else. "Hmm? Uh, yeah. Maybe they went back there when we were late." He chews his meal quickly.

 

[orsal]

Charlarn shakes his head with a start, as though he was thinking of something else. "Hmm? Uh, yeah. Maybe they went back there when we were late." He chews his meal quickly.

"Then we're all agreed", says Nurlan. "Let's get moving, and everybody, keep an eye out for trouble."