CLOSED! Rhun's Greyhawk OMEGA Game (ToEE)

[Dichotomy]

Somewhat taken aback by Shoon's sudden inclusion in the conversation, Aeron's tone is slightly brisk, though not harsh. "I don't believe we have seen anyone of that discription, friend." The cleric looks askance at the others, wondering if they'd know something he did not.

Aeron then turns back to Jinx. "Do you mean that you were not actually dead? May you and Pelor both forgive me. This is my fault. I... I know not how I could have missed the vital signs." The cleric's face turns ashen.

 

[CanadienneBacon]

"Not your fault, no. I'd put the blame squarely on the ogre what that nearly skinned me." Jinx gabs at Aeron. "Guess you can fill me in on the road. But fer now, I think it'd be best that I made meself scarce. Them priests might decide that me spellbook wasn't payment enough fer their services and come alooking. Say, did you lot go back fer another look at that funny lopsided moathouse we found?"

 

[Strahd_Von_Zarovich]

Zirat

Spellbook you say, I saved your Spellbook and dagger friend, I gave it to him because I thought you were dead.
He points to Ciaran and turns to Shoon.
Who is that guy you are after? What's his name? We encountered some negatively humans on the way, some are vile and treacherous.

 

[CanadienneBacon]

Jinx looks at Zirat the gladiator and blinks. Springing from his table, Jinx darts at Zirat and grasps the warrior's thick legs in a fierce hug. Turning to Ciaran, Jinx coughs and looks a bit uncertain. "The dagger, I don't care. You'll find a good use for it, I'm sure. But that tome, I need that back. A wizard's no good without his spellbook, you see." The gnome holds out a tentative palm, asking for his spellbook back.

 

[Dire Lemming]

Shoon nods respectfully to Zirat, as someone who does not seem mad has finally noticed him. "Well, er, see the thing is, I did not pay him much mind until..." he pauses for a moment, seemingly indecisive about something. "Well I think his hair was blond and..." he seems to be having difficulty remembering; "He would be traveling with a woman, whom he may have forced into the role of accomplice... Ah, I'm terribly sorry; I am very bad with names. If only I had some idea where to start my search."

 

[InVinoVeritas]

Ciaran looks around, stunned at all the activity. First, he registers the innkeeper mentioning the cold. He looks back at his wet, dripping trail, and responds, "Oh, yes, certainly, sir."

He stretches out his fingers and the water rises off his person and the floor in a mist. He gathers the wisps from the footprints and collects them into a small, dark cloud, hovering by him, occasionally flickering, but not raining.

Then the gnome enters. Jinx? Where did he hear that name before? Ah, right, the deceased spellcaster. Or, formerly deceased, or something. Bah, he was never good with the dead and living. He will figure it out in time.

In the meantime, there was a more pressing matter. "Yes, your spellbook. I believe this is what you are looking for?" He reached into his pack and looked it over. Good, not wet, he would probably hate that.

 

[CanadienneBacon]

Jinx snatches the book from Ciaran a little more eagerly than is polite. With a nervous cackle, the gnome holds the tome close to his breast. Remembering his manners a touch too late, Jinx bows to Ciaran. "A thousand thanks. I'm grateful to you, good Sir. And to you, Zirat." Jinx sits down at a table with his coveted book and flips through it to be sure of its contents.

 

[Strahd_Von_Zarovich]

Zirat - Champion of Kord

Shoon nods respectfully to Zirat, as someone who does not seem mad has finally noticed him. "Well, er, see the thing is, I did not pay him much mind until..." he pauses for a moment, seemingly indecisive about something. "Well I think his hair was blond and..." he seems to be having difficulty remembering; "He would be traveling with a woman, whom he may have forced into the role of accomplice... Ah, I'm terribly sorry; I am very bad with names. If only I had some idea where to start my search."

Zirat nods and turns to his companions
Say, the blond one this guy is after, it could be the one we slaughtered, the master of the bandits, the one who drove the wagon to Nulb.
He then turns to Shoon while picking a sausage from the leftovers
What do you know of the master of the moathouse and what information can you tell us about Nulb?

 

[Voadam]

"What color was the hair of that first bandit lietenant we fought? The one I dueled with? There was something about him, would you say he was minstrel like?" Sir Merrick asks his companions. Then turns back to the newcomer. "We have been engaged against many bandits. There was a fair haired bandit king who we recently overcame but he was no minstrel to my knowledge. What more can you tell us of him and why you seek him out?"

 

[Dichotomy]

As the others probe the newcomer about the bandit, Aeron takes the time to bring Jinx up to speed as to the events after the gnome's non-death.
[sblock=OOC]I assume that you don't need me to actually go through the events...[/sblock]