Airwalkrr's Shatterscape IC (Cooperative Design-As-You-Go PBP)

[GlassEye]

Despite the Coward's shrill protestations, Arden doesn't let herself be bothered by the less than private sleeping conditions.

"I'm looking forward to this task, however, before we go I must deliver my package. If you all can wait, or if you all come with me, then we can do that on our way out of the city. I would appreciate it."

 

[Deuce Traveler]

"Well, I don't suppose the orcs are going to mind if we are a few hours late. I'll accompany you. Maybe we'll find a market place to sell off some of this gear."

 

[arcanaman]

I am assuming you will wait till Morning not only will people not answer there door at this time of night I will have sufficent strength and focus to use my talents to protect you

 

[airwalkrr]

[sblock=Those at the Inn]The rest of the night is eerily silent. You soon drift off to sleep. Although the beds are not the best in the world, you are at least directly above the warm central room below and the heat rises, keeping you warm throughout the night. When morning arrives, you are startled to find yourselves covered with crawling children of every size still in their night gowns.

"Visitors!"

"Dimus told us all about you. Will you be staying long?"

"Ooo, look at that. This one has a sword by his bed."

"Let me see it!"

"I'm captain of the army!"

"You're a lot prettier than our last visitors. They didn't like us very much."

"Will you be staying long?"

"Oh you must come to breakfast with us."

Marda pushes into the room and gathers the little rascals up, ordering them to leave you be, wash up for breakfast, and get dressed. After the last one leaves, she stands at the door and apologizes, "You can sleep a little while longer if you like. Sorry again. They do get excited like that sometimes. Feel free to come down to the mess room when you're ready for breakfast. It's not much, I'm afraid. Porridge and a bit of bread. But you're welcome to it."

With that she closes the door.[/sblock]
[sblock=Kenku17]You are awakened in the morning with a rapping at your door. "Sorry to bother you sir," comes the muffled voice of Olindar, the innkeeper behind the door. "But will you be takin' breakfest this mornin'? I've got spiced oats n' cider if it be yer pleasure."[/sblock]
[sblock=OOC]I will be getting your characters back together soon enough. I didn't expect you to wander away from each from the outset though. lol [/sblock]

 

[Kenku17]

[sblock=Kenku17]You are awakened in the morning with a rapping at your door. "Sorry to bother you sir," comes the muffled voice of Olindar, the innkeeper behind the door. "But will you be takin' breakfest this mornin'? I've got spiced oats n' cider if it be yer pleasure."[/sblock]

"I will Sir...thank you" Micheal says as he gets up from the bed, after making proper prepations, he suits up and heads down to breakfast.

[sblock=Prepared Spells]
Orisons:Read Magic, Light, Resistance
1st Levelivine Favor, Shield of Faith
1st Level Domain:Obscuring Mist
[/sblock]

 

[airwalkrr]

[sblock=Kenku17]As you arrive in the bar room you see there are a few other guests receiving breakfast as well. A large, burly man with a balding pate and a bushy, red beard, a young man and woman who look as though they are traveling together, and a rather scrappy looking fellow with a few missing teeth. The only one who acknowledges your presence, other than the innkeeper, is the large, burly man, who greets you with a hearty, "Mornin' friend!" holding up his mug of cider.

Olindar brings you a tray with a bowl of oats and a mug of hot cider as soon as you sit yourself down at the table. "Good ter see yer well-rested sir. Glad ye dinnae run off like all the others last night. Ye wouldn't happen te know any of their next o' kin would ye? I'm afraid one o' them left their backpack behind last night when they left in such haste."[/sblock][sblock=hafrogman]You awake this morning to find your backpack, as well as its contents, missing. Your weapons and armor are accounted for, as is your coin purse, but you realize in your haste, you must have left your backpack back at the Crookside Inn. To make matters worse, you awoke with the strangest sensation this morning. It began with a tingling sensation just before you fully awoke. It was followed by a harrowing and straining mental invasion the likes of which you have not felt before. It was as if someone was sucking pure mental energy from your head. You awake with a start, feeling a bit empty, to hear a soft cooing coming from Arden's box resting by her bed. (You lose 2 pp, your entire reserve for the day.)[/sblock][sblock=GlassEye]This morning is unusual for a number of reasons, but the children are the least of your worries. You have become accustomed in your journey to Narovan with waking each morning to fight a psionic battle with Psycho for your daily psychic reserve. You have only been winning about half the time, but usually you manage to let him siphon off a minimal amount of energy to be sustained for the day. However, today, none of that has happened. You never experienced the sensation of being probed early in the morning just before you awoke for your psionic energy. And you definitely never experienced the mental assault. Your worst fear and greatest hope combined is not confirmed when you awake to find that Psycho is indeed quite fine, and cooing softly in his box. Could it be he found another source of psychic energy?[/sblock]

 

[arcanaman]

Lestrivus already awake and studying his spellbook looks momentairly at the thing that distract him from his study entertains a dark notion and then goes back to study when the door closes

 

[Kenku17]

"Sorry, I would be of help there, but this was the first time I had seen any of them..." Micheal says, before getting down to business in a lower voice "So...what do I need to do to get in contact with Sister Kara..."

 

[Deuce Traveler]

Kleb is unused to being swarmed by children, but he does his best to gingerly keep his axe out of their curious hands. Afterwards he looks to his magic-using friend and accompanies her while carrying the equipment procured to sell at the market.

 

[GlassEye]

Arden tries to entertain the children and answer their questions but once they are gone she looks into the plain wooden box with more than a little relief and worry. It was nice not having to fight one's way to wakefulness. And Psycho certainly looked well contented, but whom did he feed upon? Marda? Hokken? One of the children? She groans, snaps the box closed, and sits on the edge of her bed for a few minutes wondering what to do.

How does one go about asking if the creature brought with you into sanctuary fed upon one of your host's charges?

Finally, since the children seemed normal, she decides to wait and see what happens. As she breaks her fast on the simple fare provided by Marda she converses with the woman and the children.

"I'm glad you didn't eat all the breakfast, Dimus. I'm hungry. And no, we won't be staying long. Marda has given us some big chores to do so we might not be back for a while. Marda, I'll gladly help the others resolve your problem but that does little to relieve your financial difficulties now. Please accept this."

Arden pulls 5 gold coins from her pouch and gives them to Marda. Then she'll let Kleb and Kylest know that she is ready to finish up their errands and then head off to deal with the orcs.