Age of Worms: Act I - The Whispering Cairn

[Verbatim]

Samuel:[sblock]While the footsteps were quiet, as you did not hear them until they were nearly upon you, you managed to control your shaking, only partly due to your clothes being soaked all the way through, and meet the gaze of the archer you had seen earlier through the entrance into the office.[/sblock]

 

[hippocrachus]

Chryse hears of Orin's rescue of himself and bows in gratitude.
"May your arrows rain down like so many venomous darts on your enemies, Orin Heartwood."
When the guard thanks him again, uncertain of his title, Chryse stares off in space for loss of words.
I know not what a leader of my faith may be called...
Not all who wander are lost.
"Nomios," he says quietly, looking up from his contemplation. "I am Nomios Chryse," he says again, this time more confident. He nods his head slightly and follows the others to investigate the kitchen area.

 

[Elocin]

“Found anything interesting Shadow?”

"The only thing of note on any of these creatures is the morningstar that the taller goblin was wielding, his armor which is probably too small for any one of us and this amulet I found around his neck. Can anyone distinguish what it might be or if it is magical in nature? Otherwise I can take a look at it and see if it is worth anything."


"I suggest we go see who are visitor is in the next room and then go take a look and see what is upstairs. I also want to take a more thorough search of the rooms here in case the goblins might try and hide something."

 

[unleashed]

Orin Heartwood, Male Half-Elf Ranger

“Well it wasn't raining when I set out,” Orin replies coolly, “What did I see? Just a single figure, and it looked a little big to be a goblin.”

Following the muddy footprints to the table, Orin looks over it finding a wet young man, “Hmm, looks like it’s just another traveller seeking shelter from the approaching storm. No need to hide boy, come out and I'll start a fire in the hearth for you to dry out by.”

 

[Ozmar]

Jorun nods, recognizing the "boy" (who is the same age as him) from outside. "Indeed, a fire would do us good. But perhaps you and I should investigate the upstairs, as you say, before settling down to recover?"

Jorun walks towards the stairs and prepares to ascend, hoping that Orin and perhaps another will be accompanying him.

 

[unleashed]

Orin Heartwood, Male Half-Elf Ranger

“Either of those tasks are beyone my ken Shadow.”

 

[Majin]

Having tied up Juniper some distance away before approaching, Damien stared, dumbstruck by the chaos that lay before him. And then it was over, almost as fast as it had begun, it felt to him. A wide-eyed expression on his face, he found himself slowly making his way to the front door. Absently stepping over a dead goblin's body on the way, he stopped just inside and knocked noncommittally on the door frame.

"Is this the mining office?" he asked, almost frightened, really not knowing what else to say.

 

[unleashed]

Orin Heartwood, Male Half-Elf Ranger

“Seems like a good plan Jorun,” starting to follow him, he looks at the wet young man saying, “Why don’t you collect some debris and put it in the hearth while we check upstairs.”

 

[Ozmar]

"Is this the mining office?" he asked, almost frightened, really not knowing what else to say.

"By the Sword! Is this place not abandonded?" Jorun looks back at the new comer. "I suppose you've been out for a walk and seek some shelter?" [OOC: detect evil] "Very well, come in and make yourself useful. There were goblins in here, and there may yet be some about, so keep together and keep alert."

Jorun turns and heads up the stairs with Orin to check out the rest of the building.

 

[Majin]

"I suppose you've been out for a walk and seek some shelter?"

"No. Actually, I've come to investigate the cairns nearby... for, ah..." he paused. Looking down at his feet and then up at Jorun, putting on a meek smile, despite the carnage around him. "Personal reasons," he adds, then offers his hand, in a quick, wooden gesture. "My name is Damien Ves'Aru. And you are?" looking around at each person in the room in turn, including them in his greeting.