CLOSED! Rhun's Greyhawk OMEGA Game (ToEE)

[CanadienneBacon]

[sblock=Aeron]I skimmed through to page 15...bandits, a wagon, brigands, an ogre, some undead...some captives in town. I didn't read every word, but I figure that's okay because Jinx wasn't there, so any confusion I demonstrate in my posts for Jinx will be perfectly in-character for him since he was unconscious during most of it.[/sblock]

Jinx puts his spellbook on his lap and nods, engrossed, at Aeron's recounting of events. Several appreciative ooooos and ahhhhhhs escape from Jinx at critical moments during the tale, and the gnome's eyes go wide as the priest describes the undead.

 

[Rhun]

Goodman Gundigoot approaches the table, a large bottle of wine in his hands. "My lords, this is obviously a happy occasion. Please, allow me to pour you some wine...on the house, to celebrate your good fortune. This bottle came from Hommlet's own brewer and vintner, and has been aging for near a decade. It should be quite tasty, I should think."

 

[Dire Lemming]

Shoon is taken by surprise by all the sudden attention. He looks from one man to the other, trying to decide how to answer. He first speaks to Zirat, "I am afraid I know not of what you speak, I arrived in town only yesterday." Turning to Sir Merrick, he grimaces slightly; "I'm afraid I cannot say much more. If my memory serves me well enough, his hair was uncommonly long. Uh... he carried a lute as well." As he tries to remember more details, Shoon finds himself being distracted by the wet man's story.

 

[InVinoVeritas]

"You are most welcome," Ciaran responds to Jinx. "Here, please accept this gift of welcome. From what I gather, you may find this useful." He hands the gnome a scroll of Mage Armor.

The raincloud rumbles next to Ciaran. He looks at it, and sends it out the door. "I would be most honored to learn more about your arcane stylings. Our paths, although similar, may be quite different. When did you first hear your calling?"

 

[CanadienneBacon]

Never one to turn down a present, Jinx reflexively reaches out a hand to accept the scroll from Ciaran but completely forgets to give it even a passing glance as the man seems to command what appears to be, of all things, a miniature thunderstorm to leave the inn. Thoroughly befuddled, Jinx blinks at Ciaran then shakes his head as if to ward off confusion. The odd sight of the raincloud causes Jinx to forget himself, "Locked in a lady's watercloset, that's how I started---oi!" The gnome claps a hand to his mouth and silences himself. His eyes locked on Ciaran's, Jinx at length recovers from his near miss and waves his hand in the air as if warding away gnats. "That is, I was schooled in Greyhawk for many a long year." Suddenly uncomfortable, Jinx instinctively backs away from Ciaran. Curiosity, however, gets the better of the gnome and Jinx can't refrain from asking. "You?"

 

[InVinoVeritas]

"I first discovered my gift in Tenh, and left my tribe to explore and understand its depth. The winds brought me here, to Hommlet, where I was 'schooled' under Lord Burne."

Ciaran looks over Jinx, notices the fright and smiles warmly. "Do not fear the raincloud. The storms listen to me, and that one had no interest in harm."

 

[CanadienneBacon]

Jinx looks at Ciaran with a bit of trepidation. Feeling that he's said too much about his own circumstances, the gnome is filled with curiosity about Ciaran, Lord Burne, and the sentient raincloud, but doesn't allow himself the luxury of questions out of paranoia. Uncomfortable, Jinx fiddles with the scroll in his hand. One corner of the parchment bent from being thumbed, Jinx belatedly realizes that he holds a very dear prize. Unraveling the scroll and getting a look at it, Jinx gasps in surprise. "Why, you've given me something precious!" The little gnome quickly rolls the parchment back up and nervously looks around the common room as if suspecting thieves to snatch away the scroll at any moment. Stuffing the scroll into a protective tube, Jinx turns back to Ciaran. "A second thousand thanks."

Belatedly realizing that his companions were down in the Wench's common room breaking their fast and that it looks as if they were, in fact, about to depart for the day, Jinx says, "I say, let's get on about our business for the day. Were you all preparing to head out? I find myself most amenable to quitting town, and soon." The gnome twiddles his thumbs in expectation.

 

[Strahd_Von_Zarovich]

Zirat

Stuffing another sausage the big gladiator reply
To Nulb and we are going to pack now.
With that the champion rushes to his room to put on his armor and pack his stuff

 

[CanadienneBacon]

When Zirat dashes upstairs to get ready to go, Jinx nods and packs the remainder of his own belongings neatly into his backpack. "Where, or rather what, is this 'Nulb' that we're going to? Anything of interest?"

 

[Voadam]

Sir Merrick answers Jinx "A small settlement near the ruins of the old Temple, a largely lawless town said to be the refuge of many who turn to banditry." He turns back to Shoon. "Why do you seek this lute carrying bandit? Did he waylay you?"