City of the Spider Queen

[Vertexx69]

Platinus, Human Druid

Platinus scoots another low table out of the way with his foot as he walks over to the young beguiler in a now strait line. "For all things there is a season my lovely friend. The blood of the war-like races of men tends to boil with dreams of conquest from time to time. The drow worship the spider that dwells in the bottomless pit, and kill for pleasure. Rabid dogs that need to be put down for the good of all others."

 

[Hella_Tellah]

"There's certainly a season for putting down rabid dogs, as well, although I'll leave the details of that in your capable claws," says Reynard. "Lord Morn, to what extent would you propose we strangers in your land pursue this issue? Would you task us with an investigation, or something more perilous?"

 

[HolyMan]

"I wish nothing more than for these raids to stop." he answers with sincerity.

"As no trouble has ever surfaced from the Dordrien Crypts before, I'm not sure what you will find. But rumor has it they are haunted, but as I said no trouble has come from there before so I have never looked into the rumors."

 

[jkason]

Talhia Shen, human beguiler

"I think we should start with the settlements. If we can find a pattern and ambush them aboveground, I much prefer that to going down in the dank and muck after them." Talhia offers.

 

[perrinmiller]

Morrolan remarks to Fafnir, yes, we should root them out lock, stock, and barrel. Been awhile since I tangled with their ilk. But, curious, everyone seems so eager to help and no one has yet asked about payment. Shall I? Hmmm, have you noticed anything suspicious in the Lord's comments? I wonder if he is telling us the whole truth or not.

Fafnir just purrs in agreement to Morrolan's intentions. The big man clears his throat, "Milord, perchance are we expected to cover our own expenses for our troubles?"

<<OOC: Sense Motive Checks Please. Morrolan +14; Fafnir +12 >>
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Morrolan Character Sheet & Fafnir the Pseudodragon

 

[ghostcat]

Dargun - Dwarvan Monk

Dargun is not very good in social situation and is currently trying to decide what to do with his hands, while looking like he is listening attentively. In fact he has to stop himself from starting to clean his fingernail with his dagger a couple of time. In the end he gets impatient with all the talk and says "Well wi won't find't answer here. lets go look at't ruin."

 

[Malachei]

When Aden had entered the room, he had paused to let the others choose their seats first, while he unerringly aimed for a corner to the right of the door. Without removing his weathered cloak or setting down his gear, the lean man stood there, in the shadow, waiting, as the Lord spoke.

Only when a silence sets in after the Dwarf spoke, he slowly and very carefully lowers his lutecase to the ground. But he does not speak.

 

[HolyMan]

Lord Morn looks stricken by the question when Morrolan asks.

"No, no I still have few friends at the Temple of Tyr here, I will see to some of the healing your group might need once you return. I can also have you some mounts, porters, and a room for each of you at The White Rooster if you wish.

I do hope you can start right away maybe even scout out the area today, but I understand if you would want to spend the night in a real bed and be better prepared in the morning." He says taking another drink from his goblet.

"I'm sorry Mistress Talhia, but there were no witness to the attacks, just divination magic and the local milita's findings. And there are far to many settlements to set an ambush at any of those sites. You could at the main entrance to the crypts but I couldn't tell you that they come and go that way." he says in responds to her statement.

[sblock=OOC] Sense Motive = He seems sincere in his requests and seems to be just a ruler trying to do the best for his people. [/sblock]

 

[jkason]

Talhia Shen, human beguiler

Talhia takes a small piece of copper wire from a pouch at her waist, twisting it around her index finger absently as she listens. She leans an elbow on her chair arm, putting her chin in her palm as if considering a moment. Her mouth partially obscured, she seems to be pondering a few things under her breath.

[sblock=Spot 32]Talhia's using her Conceal Spellcasting skill trick to hide the fact she's casting message. Must beat the SoH check in order to recognize the casting:

Sleight of Hand (Conceal Spellcasting) (1d20+18=32)[/sblock]

[sblock=whispered message to party]"Seems low in price, but he's said nothing about any loot we find, which could be significant. And it hardly does to have ravenous Drow on the loose. I say we do it. Opposition?"[/sblock]

 

[Hella_Tellah]

"You mentioned a local militia stationed in the area," says Renard. "Would their leadership be available to answer a few questions for us? Whom may we contact?"

Under his breath, he whispers a reply to Talhia's message. "My curiosity is piqued."