Aelwynn

Orwin says, "Are you ready to leave..." and then another person comes in and Orwin looks annoyed, "Who is this."

And the answer is: Kilvin Deepseam

Go ahead and do a quick intro and we'll get going.
 

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Bustling through the door is a stout, aging dwarf. His salt-and-pepper beard and hair are well-maintained, and he is head to toe in clerical vestments of some sort. Above his bulbous, reddish nose sits a thick pair of glasses. He seems very uncomfortable and nervous. Though he seems to wear no armor, there is an impressive looking warhammer at his hip, and a metal shield across his back.

"Umm, sorry I'm late. Yes. Trouble on the roads. But, umm, here I am. Oh, I'm Kilvin. Deepseam." His voice is not the deep baritone one would expect from a dwarf of his stature and age. Wringing his hands, he adds, "This is the right place, isn't it? I have a knack for getting turned around and... oh, bother." With a huff, he plops himself into the nearest available chair.
 
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Qinik stews and brews

Qinik, growing a bit frazzled at the delay, decides to occupy himself as the group waits to begin. He pulls out bags and bits of dried and slightly ooky substances, mixing and swishing them around. All the while, Qinik murmurs to himself with a distracted half-smile on this face. Finally he holds up a vial of lightly phosporescent liquid triumphantly.

"There now, just the thing for this dangerous endeavor, a healing drought! Oh, um, hello, when did you get here? Never mind, welcome Mr. Dwarf, I am Qinik of the Silver Society. Each of us has answered the call to assist in the reclaiming of a certain valuable object for this old fellow here. I'll be happy to fill you in as we go, let's not take time going over all the details all over again."

Qinik peers the remaining alchemical detritus that he's managed to spread all over most of the desk and available chairs. He begins to gather them back up, shaking his head a bit worriedly. "Well now, this won't do, we'll have to get more in case of trouble. Good sir, is there an alchemist at your disposal, who might increase my stock of available materials for the good of this mission of yours?"

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Qinik uses 50 Alchemical Reagents to create a Healing Potion

Qinik will pass along the content of the conversation in the room to the newcomers, their players should feel free to peruse the thread and be aware of it

Qinik is would like a few hundred GP worth of Alchemical Reagents. The preferred price
would be free, but even a discount would be welcome. He'll pay full price if he must (even though it's clearly for a good cause and the good of the group).
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Qinik peers the remaining alchemical detritus that he's managed to spread all over most of the desk and available chairs. He begins to gather them back up, shaking his head a bit worriedly. "Well now, this won't do, we'll have to get more in case of trouble. Good sir, is there an alchemist at your disposal, who might increase my stock of available materials for the good of this mission of yours?"

OOC: Let's create the healing potion later. This conversation is not taking a whole hour.

Orwin says, "We can advance you some stuff, but usually members of the Silver come prepared. Would a few hundred gp worth do it? Our healer has that much, or should."
 

On the Road

The four members are ready, and it is time to go. Orwin says, "Bring hte book back here as soon as you can. I know it will not be easy, and we cannot set a deadline, but I am sure you will do the best you can. The information there might be vital."

The group of four gets their reagents and heads out, looking to the south-west, and their destination, a small village several days away.

OOC: Will anyone use any rituals or magic items on the trip? If not, I will do the journey until something interesting happens.
 

Kilvin will attempt to glean the details of the mission out of his companions as they travel. This exceedingly simple task is frustrated by his lack of social grace and stumbling, awkward speech.

OOC: I have nothing else to do until something happens. Also, I'll be gone for the weekend. NPC me as required. Be back Monday!
 

OOC: Sounds good, will add 200 alchemical reagents and assume healing potion is made at some point. Ready to go, no further rituals or anything. :)
 

[187] walks slightly ahead of the group, its steady pace unwavering, green glowing eyes scanning the surroundings as his head methodically sweeps back and forth. One hand rests lightly on the battered looking flail at its hip. It does not speak unless spoken to.
 

Pelias Blueshadow

"Typically, Qinik, I ask for gold and you got some stuff to 'play with." Pelias says half jokingly.
As they move around, Pelias seems either behind a heat screen at day or enshrouded at night.

OOC:
shadowwalk class feature.
 

The group compares notes and finds they did not miss much important information,.

The first two days in Mallanas are easy, and you notice that the patrols are getting a bit heavier as you move closer to your goal in Durul.

And then it is the border, and you sneak across it pretty easily, as the patrols hunt, but you are all pretty talented, and it is not that hard to avoid regular guards.

The only real question now is speed or stealth? If you go for speed the chance of encounters is higher, but for stealth, a successful skill challenge will get you tothe are o the meeting safely.

Which will it be.
 

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