Silverba11er
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After looking over the goblin Cray replies "I am Cray a mighty ranger, come closer, Puck wants a look at you." Cray pulls out a ferret fron his pocket.
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(Casual D&D V) The Tourne
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Guilt Puppy
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(Sorry Red, but the roster's currently pretty full... not to mention it's just not a sensible time to introduce a goblin character. Please check in the OOC thread if you'd like to join the game at a more appropriate time down the line. Thanks.)
Sparky
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Oliver hasn't said much since the group welcomed Cray with inexplicably open arms. He's watched the man carefully since, Hirtius' Paladin's trust be damned. The group arrives at the castle and are treated with a well-balanced mix of mistrust and graciousness. About the best reception they've received since he joined up with the Company. And that makes him antsy. He declines any offer of beverages and seems restless. He refuses to sit, or even relax. And now this Cray is talking to shadows. I wonder if this Cray fellow is Nestor in some disguise. He seems a bit . Not like the rest of us. The old man smiles at his own joke and then, realizing his glowering vigilance has wavered, scowls again.
Winkle preens ostentatiously from his perch on Oliver's shoulder, yellow bill disappearing periodically into snow white feathers, between hungry-seeming glances at the long rat peeking out at the world from Cray's dark bulk.
OOC: Heh, I know the shadows weren't really there. Just having some fun.
Winkle preens ostentatiously from his perch on Oliver's shoulder, yellow bill disappearing periodically into snow white feathers, between hungry-seeming glances at the long rat peeking out at the world from Cray's dark bulk.
OOC: Heh, I know the shadows weren't really there. Just having some fun.
(OOC : the goblin didn't come in? If he did, Raven will grab him and toss him out of the window 
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Raven sits back and waits, his suspicious nature getting the better of him once more. He sits with his back against the wall so he can keep an eye at the guards, nodding to Oliver looking pointedly at the newcomer, trusting the old man to be as suspicious as him.
)Raven sits back and waits, his suspicious nature getting the better of him once more. He sits with his back against the wall so he can keep an eye at the guards, nodding to Oliver looking pointedly at the newcomer, trusting the old man to be as suspicious as him.
Guilt Puppy
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(No goblin. Sorry if I wasn't clear on that 
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Time passes quickly enough in the waiting room. The music is finely played, and carefully measured so as to not interfere with conversation. Servants drop in occasionally with light dishes -- first a breaded and stuffed salmon, then a thick spicy bean and lentil stew, then seasoned ground lamb on flatbread, then a vegetable-laden rice dish topped by a tangy golden sauce... They alternate between meat and meatless, and while each dish seems to follow smartly the previous there is no sense that one is more an entree than another. Rather, it seems to be a meal of endless courses, designed to be stepped into and out of freely, with no beginning or end of its own. Niccolo told of a similar-minded traveling gnomish street theater, once...
After some hours of this, Sir Piersen returns, escorts you deeper into the castle. The men who kept the door follow as well.
You are lead with some haste into a smaller, much more ornately decorated room. Twelve heavily-stuffed red chairs rise up a slight incline, two by two, pointed forward (and at an angle inward, such that they do not obstruct the view of the seats behind them) at a large, heavy curtain, which spans across what would be otherwise called a stage. At the front of the room, stationed to either side of the curtain, are two tall broad-shouldered and well-armored men, faces masked in steel, sashed in finest wine velvet. They hold halberds at a disciplined ready which seems more than ceremonial. On the innermost waist of each are four sheathed, narrow blades of varying length. Once your group has stepped into the room, the two servant-guards who came with you take their places as before, at either side of the doorway. Sir Piersen ushers you forward, encouraging you to fill the frontmost seats first, then work your way back.
)Time passes quickly enough in the waiting room. The music is finely played, and carefully measured so as to not interfere with conversation. Servants drop in occasionally with light dishes -- first a breaded and stuffed salmon, then a thick spicy bean and lentil stew, then seasoned ground lamb on flatbread, then a vegetable-laden rice dish topped by a tangy golden sauce... They alternate between meat and meatless, and while each dish seems to follow smartly the previous there is no sense that one is more an entree than another. Rather, it seems to be a meal of endless courses, designed to be stepped into and out of freely, with no beginning or end of its own. Niccolo told of a similar-minded traveling gnomish street theater, once...
After some hours of this, Sir Piersen returns, escorts you deeper into the castle. The men who kept the door follow as well.
You are lead with some haste into a smaller, much more ornately decorated room. Twelve heavily-stuffed red chairs rise up a slight incline, two by two, pointed forward (and at an angle inward, such that they do not obstruct the view of the seats behind them) at a large, heavy curtain, which spans across what would be otherwise called a stage. At the front of the room, stationed to either side of the curtain, are two tall broad-shouldered and well-armored men, faces masked in steel, sashed in finest wine velvet. They hold halberds at a disciplined ready which seems more than ceremonial. On the innermost waist of each are four sheathed, narrow blades of varying length. Once your group has stepped into the room, the two servant-guards who came with you take their places as before, at either side of the doorway. Sir Piersen ushers you forward, encouraging you to fill the frontmost seats first, then work your way back.
hellrazor111
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walking into the room, Cray's take a look around, noticing the guards, and several other features of the room, he sit down next to Raven, in a barely regestered wisper ment for himself why would there be such heavly armed guards around when we have no weapons to do anything?
OOC: for a note as to who I am look in the OOC forum if you havent already
OOC: for a note as to who I am look in the OOC forum if you havent already
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