Airwalkrr's Eberron Campaign IC
megamania
Hero
Gus will go home, gather up a few goodies including note taking stuff. He will meditate and think about how LUCKY he is and how his KNOWLEDGE of many things will keep him helpful and aware for the next day's adventures. After sleeping, he has breakfast with his mother as the father prepares his show. With great energy and slight improvements (for the sake of the story of course) he tells his mother about the prior night.
She worries a bit about this but he is a grown man and can make his own decisions. When asked she had no idea what a warforged could do otherthan they are mechanical and magical weapons that have limited thinking ability and doesn't trust them. Gus tries to defend the warforge but gets on a tanget about three sentences into it. After breakfast he gets up to go. He lets her know that he may not be back until late or even the next day. If longer, he will try to get word to them either through normal means or House Sivis.
Gus almost skips out the door with enthusiasm and joy.
[sblock= Broken Anvil] Know: Local for anything on the place result = 13http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/1861467/ [/sblock]
She worries a bit about this but he is a grown man and can make his own decisions. When asked she had no idea what a warforged could do otherthan they are mechanical and magical weapons that have limited thinking ability and doesn't trust them. Gus tries to defend the warforge but gets on a tanget about three sentences into it. After breakfast he gets up to go. He lets her know that he may not be back until late or even the next day. If longer, he will try to get word to them either through normal means or House Sivis.
Gus almost skips out the door with enthusiasm and joy.
[sblock= Broken Anvil] Know: Local for anything on the place result = 13http://invisiblecastle.com/roller/view/1861467/ [/sblock]
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Oni
First Post
After a little more back and forth with his companions Nevin set out into the night. Walking home through the dark streets he kept looking over his shoulder. He could not shake the thought that some sinister organization knew his face and might even be looking for him in some deranged quest for revenge. Logically he knew there was little danger outside of the normal ones the city offered, but logic was rarely the bearer of comfort. Thoroughly soaked and in a considerably grimmer mood than he began the evening, he finally arrived back at his rented space near Morgrave.
After a night of fitful rest Nevin awoke to a pounding headache, he felt like the lightning rail had taken a detour through his skull. Squinting, he looked around the dim room and tried to recall the night before. After a few moments of ponderous thought it started to come back to him. With a groan he pulled himself from the bed and stumbled across the room, he had to get ready for this meeting at the Broken Anvil. Sitting at a small table in the room's single chair he flipped through a well worn volume, a jumbled collection of odd notes, strange scrawlings, impossible diagrams, and other bits of collected and complicated arcana. His head nearly revolted as he tried to take in difficult text. Focus, he told himself, you have to be ready.
After grueling minutes he finally put the book down. With a pre-dawn weariness he dressed and made his preperations for the day. This better be good, he told himself. Nevin checked his spell components and tucked that wand he'd been saving in his belt. Eyeing the crossbow sitting in the corner he finally shook his head, why did he buy that thing, like he could really trapse across Sharn toting that. Slipping out of his apartment he quietly made his way down to the street. After much walking and many promises to himself to never drink again he finally arrived at the Broken Anvil. Standing there in front of that Tavern he felt curiosity beginning to push aside his misery. Time to find out what this was all about.
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HP: 12/12
AC: 13, Touch: 13, FF: 10
Fort: +1, Ref: +3, Will: +3
AP: 5
[sblock=Prepared Spells]
0th: Ghost Sound, Detect Magic, 3x Acid Splash
1st: Silent Image, Mage Armour, Grease, Summon Monster I
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After a night of fitful rest Nevin awoke to a pounding headache, he felt like the lightning rail had taken a detour through his skull. Squinting, he looked around the dim room and tried to recall the night before. After a few moments of ponderous thought it started to come back to him. With a groan he pulled himself from the bed and stumbled across the room, he had to get ready for this meeting at the Broken Anvil. Sitting at a small table in the room's single chair he flipped through a well worn volume, a jumbled collection of odd notes, strange scrawlings, impossible diagrams, and other bits of collected and complicated arcana. His head nearly revolted as he tried to take in difficult text. Focus, he told himself, you have to be ready.
After grueling minutes he finally put the book down. With a pre-dawn weariness he dressed and made his preperations for the day. This better be good, he told himself. Nevin checked his spell components and tucked that wand he'd been saving in his belt. Eyeing the crossbow sitting in the corner he finally shook his head, why did he buy that thing, like he could really trapse across Sharn toting that. Slipping out of his apartment he quietly made his way down to the street. After much walking and many promises to himself to never drink again he finally arrived at the Broken Anvil. Standing there in front of that Tavern he felt curiosity beginning to push aside his misery. Time to find out what this was all about.
[sblock=ooc]
HP: 12/12
AC: 13, Touch: 13, FF: 10
Fort: +1, Ref: +3, Will: +3
AP: 5
[sblock=Prepared Spells]
0th: Ghost Sound, Detect Magic, 3x Acid Splash
1st: Silent Image, Mage Armour, Grease, Summon Monster I
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OnlytheStrong
Explorer
Kyl didn't worry too much about things, it just wasn't his style. He woke a full hour before dawn, and managed to blindly find his way to the tavern just as the others were entering. He always had been terrible with directions...........
Graybeard
Explorer
Kazmir catches a few hours of sleep in what barely passes as a room he rents. Just before first light, he will go out and wolf down a quick meal before heading for the Broken Anvil.
After several wrong turns, he gets directions to the Broken Anvil and arrives just before dawn. He spots some of his companions going inside.
After several wrong turns, he gets directions to the Broken Anvil and arrives just before dawn. He spots some of his companions going inside.
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