CLOSED! Rhun's Greyhawk OMEGA Game (ToEE)
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Strahd_Von_Zarovich
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Zirat
Laying a hand on his friend Zirat says
Don't you worry priest, Pelor will guide you to the right choice eventually, tomorrow we head to Nulb, tonight, let us drink and enjoy.
Dichotomy said:
Laying a hand on his friend Zirat says
Don't you worry priest, Pelor will guide you to the right choice eventually, tomorrow we head to Nulb, tonight, let us drink and enjoy.
Rhun
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Day 5 - Morning- Inn of the Welcome Wench
Your night of revelry passes quickly, with large amounts of food eaten, and copious volumes of ale drunk (drank ?). All to soon you find yourselves floating off to sleep in your comfortable feather beds.
You awake to the sounds of thunder outside your cozy rooms. The thick cloud cover and rain dim the morning light, but there is no doubt that a new day has dawned. The smell of eggs, sausage and spiced potatoes waft up from the taproom below.
Your night of revelry passes quickly, with large amounts of food eaten, and copious volumes of ale drunk (drank ?). All to soon you find yourselves floating off to sleep in your comfortable feather beds.
You awake to the sounds of thunder outside your cozy rooms. The thick cloud cover and rain dim the morning light, but there is no doubt that a new day has dawned. The smell of eggs, sausage and spiced potatoes waft up from the taproom below.
Dog Moon
Adventurer
Deren does not drink any of the ale. During such a dangerous time, he refuses to let his mind and senses be dulled. He is relieved at the lack of interruption during the night and awakens refreshed the next morning.
Smelling the food wafting into his room from down below, he heads down to the common room and orders some delicious food.
Smelling the food wafting into his room from down below, he heads down to the common room and orders some delicious food.
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As Aeron awakes, after his morning prayers are complete, he methodically goes through his morning rituals of getting ready. He joins Deren (he didn't get a name change, did he?) for breakfast. Despite the excellent food, the cleric seems somber and quiet as he eats.
[sblock=OOC]Just to note again, I'll likely not have internet access from tonight until after the 1st. NPC Aeron as needed.[/sblock]
[sblock=OOC]Just to note again, I'll likely not have internet access from tonight until after the 1st. NPC Aeron as needed.[/sblock]
InVinoVeritas
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Ciaran laughs as he is awakened to the sound of thunder. He rushes over to open the shutters to breathe in the moist, fresh, thin air. This is nature at its best...
With all alacrity, Ciaran dresses and heads out the front door, pausing only long enough to let the innkeeper know he still wants breakfast. He heads out into the rain for a drink of the sky's freshest brew. He watches for the flashes, listens for the wind and the thunder, and feels the sting and cold of rain on his scalp.
Then, he stops. He smells the electricity, tastes the rain. A realization dawns on him. He smirks, and shakes a knowing finger at the sky. He carefully reenters the inn, nodding and watching the clouds, not afraid, but wary as if they might attack.
Unconcerned with how wet he has become, he returns to the inn's main room. "I am ready for breakfast."
With all alacrity, Ciaran dresses and heads out the front door, pausing only long enough to let the innkeeper know he still wants breakfast. He heads out into the rain for a drink of the sky's freshest brew. He watches for the flashes, listens for the wind and the thunder, and feels the sting and cold of rain on his scalp.
Then, he stops. He smells the electricity, tastes the rain. A realization dawns on him. He smirks, and shakes a knowing finger at the sky. He carefully reenters the inn, nodding and watching the clouds, not afraid, but wary as if they might attack.
Unconcerned with how wet he has become, he returns to the inn's main room. "I am ready for breakfast."
Strahd_Von_Zarovich
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Zirat
A bad day to travel.
Say the big man as he comes down to eat.
A bad day to travel.
Say the big man as he comes down to eat.
Dire Lemming
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Shoon wakes early, as he is used to doing, and heads down to the common room for breakfast. He had arrived the night before amidst some sort of revelry. He had done his best to avoid the more rowdy patrons while eating his dinner and had finally decided to turn in early. Now, sitting alone with his plate of sausage and eggs he watched as a short, bulky man ran out into the thunderstorm outside, only to come in a few moments later, soaking wet. Perhaps the fellow had not quite recovered from last night.
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