CLOSED! Rhun's Greyhawk ALPHA Game (ToEE)

[Thanee]

Dara

“Don't let them find you,” Dara suggests in a low voice, then picks up her mug once more to drink. “River pirates and roaming bandits, that's what these are.”

 

[Rhun]

As the hours pass, the common room becomes rowdier and rowdier, as more men enter the establishment. By midnight, there is little room to stand in the place, let alone sit. You'd guess there are at least forty or fifty people in the place beside yourselves. The farmers and villagers have all left by this time, leaving you surrounded on all sides by rough, dirty and armed men.


[sblock=For Otto]
Otto finds an excellent hiding place just down the road from the Hostel, where he can watch the entrance to the place. Most of the armed men seem to be coming from the road to the south that leads further into town. Most of the folk that leave the place seem to be heading in the same direction.
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[hafrogman]

Marco becomes increasingly uncomfortable as the night wears on. This is hardly the kind of place for any gentleman to be. He looks around at his companions.

"Perhaps we should . . ."

*ugh* He grunts slightly as he takes an elbow in the ribs from some drunken lout and winces as he gingerly rubs his side.

" . . . be going?"

 

[Rhun]

A large, burly, bearded man overhears Marco's complaint. Dropping a hand on Marco's shoulder, he asks in a loud, boisterous voice. "What's the matter, little man? Do you have to get home to your mommy?" The man laughs loudly, as do several of his companions.

 

[Scotley]

Verdis

"Yes Marco, you know lack of sleep only agravates the pox. Besides we need to set out early if we are going to reach that healing shrine in time." He adds with a look of sadness, "I'm sure we'll make it before you end up like the others." He shudders. "Remember what the priest said, don't touch anyone on your way out."

 

[hafrogman]

Marco shoots Verdis a puzzled look at first, but eventually catches on as the speech continues. Once he has the intent down, he joins in the gag and adopts a suitably depressed expression.

"You're right of course, I should be resting. I hope the healers can do something to help me. Death, I could handle, but to end up like those poor souls. . . it's too much."

He turns to face the burly man.

"I'm afraid my friend that I must take my leave. I would love to stay and drink with you, though."

He reaches out as if to clasp hands, but then thinks better of it and drops his hand. As an after thought he starts scratching idly at his chest.

 

[Rhun]

The burly man spits on the floor. "Diseased scum! I'd better not see you in town tomorrow, or I will light you on fire to cure you!" The man gives you a final, disgusted look, and disappears into the crowd.

 

[hafrogman]

Marco can only shrug. At least he's gone for now.

"That sounds like our cue to go though. Let's continue our discussion outside."

This time he puts actions to his words and begins making his way for the door.

 

[Insight]

Otto, seeing groups of travelers leaving the tavern, chooses the least savory of these fellows, and shadows him home.

[ooc: let me know if you need my skill mods again]

 

[Rhun]

Otto sneaks from shadow to shadow, following a pair of lean, greasy-looking men dressed in studded leather armor. They have an ill-favored look, and Otto guesses that they must certainly be bandits.

They head deeper into town, and at a fork in the road they take the right branch. This heads in a south-southwest direction, and as Otto follows them, he soon realizes that the road leads out of the village. It shortly turns into more of a rutted and muddy track as it leads deeper into the wooded hills above the village.


OOC: How far does Otto want to follow them?