Carrion Crown AP (Savage Stampede) - IC
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Herobizkit
Adventurer
Daggal is torn. He has so much to say about the way his life has unfolded because of the Professor. He silently admits to himself that not all of it was terrible, that the Professor gave him an opportunity to thrive on the surface world with little meddling. By the same token, he was a slave, a Duergar bound to service by the same code he prides himself upon. In his world, a slave is the second lowest form of filth in the Underdark; only gnomes are valued less. To be bested at his own game of deceit, by a Human, no less...
Daggal strode purposefully forward, inhaled deeply, and spoke thus:
"I wouldn't be who and where I am today without the Professor's meddling," and here he locks his gaze with Todarg and nods briefly. He then smirks and adds, "All the same, I'm glad to be rid of him - his death nullifies my contract of servitude."
"Here's you find whatever peace you deserve, you crafty old bastard," Daggal says the last piece with a genuine smile as he toasts with an invisible mug.
Daggal strode purposefully forward, inhaled deeply, and spoke thus:
"I wouldn't be who and where I am today without the Professor's meddling," and here he locks his gaze with Todarg and nods briefly. He then smirks and adds, "All the same, I'm glad to be rid of him - his death nullifies my contract of servitude."
"Here's you find whatever peace you deserve, you crafty old bastard," Daggal says the last piece with a genuine smile as he toasts with an invisible mug.
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rangerjohn
Explorer
Zeldana of Pharasma
"As I have said before, the Professor was one of few whom I could call friend. He will be sorely missed by all who knew him. May the Lady see him well on his journey."
"As I have said before, the Professor was one of few whom I could call friend. He will be sorely missed by all who knew him. May the Lady see him well on his journey."
HolyMan
Thy wounds are healed!
Father Grimburrow nods to the members of the group after they stand silent a while. Kendra gives them each a small smile wiping away tears. "It is good to know my father touched so many, in such different ways. Thank you."
The small gathering of townsfolk look on still a little doubtful, just not as much. (+2 Trust)
Then as the group watches the people start to depart and Councilman Hearthmount steps over to address the young woman. "I will be over to your home with the will in one hour," he says then turns to look at the group.
His expression is one of disapproval at strangers being involved, but he says nothing. Turning back to the young lady he tells her before heading off. "Please make sure all parties are there."
He heads off and the young woman walks over to Daros. "Well I guess it is finally time to learn what this is all about," she says. "Come please, all of you. I have the cook preparing a grand meal of all my father's favorite dishes. I hear a few are even dwarven recipes."
The group follows the young lady and wizard as he escorts her home.
OOC: I will assume no one wants to end the AP now by going their own way and will fast forward to the will reading in the next post.
The small gathering of townsfolk look on still a little doubtful, just not as much. (+2 Trust)
Then as the group watches the people start to depart and Councilman Hearthmount steps over to address the young woman. "I will be over to your home with the will in one hour," he says then turns to look at the group.
His expression is one of disapproval at strangers being involved, but he says nothing. Turning back to the young lady he tells her before heading off. "Please make sure all parties are there."
He heads off and the young woman walks over to Daros. "Well I guess it is finally time to learn what this is all about," she says. "Come please, all of you. I have the cook preparing a grand meal of all my father's favorite dishes. I hear a few are even dwarven recipes."
The group follows the young lady and wizard as he escorts her home.
OOC: I will assume no one wants to end the AP now by going their own way and will fast forward to the will reading in the next post.
HolyMan
Thy wounds are healed!
The Lorrimor House is located south of the main hub of Ravengor. A road on the west side of the Lias river leads around to the home without having to go through the town itself. It takes a little more than half an hour to get from The Restlands to The Lorrimor House and along the way Kendra is quiet.
If asked about the will she tells everyone she knows nothing about it or that her father even had one till he died.
If asked if she is alright she confesses that she is confused and even feels a little lost now in the world alone, but perhaps the will may have some answers.
Once everyone reaches the home though she seems a lot better (even some flush returning to her face), as the familiar surroundings seems to comfort her greatly.
It is almost exactly an hour to the minute when the portly councilman comes to the Lorrimor House to do his duty as arbitrator of the Professor's will. As Kendra leads him into the parlor where the rest of you sit and relax he seems to sniff.
After noting that all parties are present he produces a sealed scroll bearing the Professor's personal seal. Showing everyone it is unbroken, and not tampered with, he proceeds. Breaking the seal and opening the case.
*clank* *clink* *clink*
A small iron key falls from the scroll case, but the councilman seems undaunted by it. Looking to be done with his business and be gone quickly he unrolls the scroll and begins to read aloud.
Kendra looks to the group and says, "I believe I know the trunk it's talking about."
If asked about the will she tells everyone she knows nothing about it or that her father even had one till he died.
If asked if she is alright she confesses that she is confused and even feels a little lost now in the world alone, but perhaps the will may have some answers.
Once everyone reaches the home though she seems a lot better (even some flush returning to her face), as the familiar surroundings seems to comfort her greatly.
It is almost exactly an hour to the minute when the portly councilman comes to the Lorrimor House to do his duty as arbitrator of the Professor's will. As Kendra leads him into the parlor where the rest of you sit and relax he seems to sniff.
After noting that all parties are present he produces a sealed scroll bearing the Professor's personal seal. Showing everyone it is unbroken, and not tampered with, he proceeds. Breaking the seal and opening the case.
*clank* *clink* *clink*
A small iron key falls from the scroll case, but the councilman seems undaunted by it. Looking to be done with his business and be gone quickly he unrolls the scroll and begins to read aloud.
Kendra looks to the group and says, "I believe I know the trunk it's talking about."
Walking Dad
First Post
"So, the inheritance is in truth a payment for protecting his daughter for a month and playing delivery boy?
And he chose a duergar, a bugbear and a death priestess to keep his daughter save? Strange choice indeed."
Hagnim whispers, but loud enough for the others to hear.
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Ice Bolt at 9D
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Hagnim
HP: 12/12
AC: 19, Touch 13, Flat Footed 16
Initiative: +3
CMB: +1
CMD: 14
Fort: +5
Ref: +3
Will +6
Speed 20'
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Endure Elements
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0 - Detect Magic, Guidance, Light
1 -
Ice Bolt: 6/7
+3 ; 1d4(p) / 1d4(cold
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Perception +8
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Aerodus takes another drink from his ale. "Who exactly are we protecting Lady Kendra from? The townsfolk? Are they really that stupid? Especially since they beleive that the Professor is a necromancer."
He looks aound for a momnet until his gaze settles on Kendra. "I will honor your father's will and protect you from anything that would cause you harm and deliver the tomes to the university."
He looks aound for a momnet until his gaze settles on Kendra. "I will honor your father's will and protect you from anything that would cause you harm and deliver the tomes to the university."
rangerjohn
Explorer
Zeldana of Pharasma
"I suspect it would be from parties unknown, interested in the Tomes."
"I suspect it would be from parties unknown, interested in the Tomes."
Herobizkit
Adventurer
Daggal thoughtfully strokes his beard. "Strictly speaking, the coins are ours regardless of the Professor's request to safeguard the girl. But 'twas most clever of the old codger to include the clause that we must wait a full month before the delivery of the aforementioned tomes will be accepted."
Daggal's head snaps around after hearing Hagnim's whispers. "Hah! As if the girl would be in better hands with an arctic dwarf. Last I checked, there was no ice OR snow in these parts. But there ARE monsters, and what better deterrent than to hire monsters as guardsmen?"
Daggal flashes a crooked smile to Zeldana and Todarg, but adds nothing else.
Daggal's head snaps around after hearing Hagnim's whispers. "Hah! As if the girl would be in better hands with an arctic dwarf. Last I checked, there was no ice OR snow in these parts. But there ARE monsters, and what better deterrent than to hire monsters as guardsmen?"
Daggal flashes a crooked smile to Zeldana and Todarg, but adds nothing else.
