CLOSED! Rhun's Greyhawk OMEGA Game (ToEE)

[Dichotomy]

"Sir Merrick's assessment is accurate," Aeron nods to Jinx. Turning as well to Shoon, the cleric adds, "In fact, goodsir, you may find the bandit you seek in Nulb. Either fortune or the gods favor you today. It can be unsafe to travel alone. But, if you wish to seek your bandit in Nulb, I see no reason you cannot travel along with us. Only the most foolhardy of bandits would waylay our group en route."

 

[CanadienneBacon]

Jinx pales a bit at Sir Merrick's description of Nulb. "Clerics and bandits, clerics and bandits. Six of one, half a dozen of the other." The gnome shakes his head in regret and moves to fetch Bauble from behind the bar. "It'll all come to no good at all, won't it, lovie?" Grabbing the hissing cat by the scruff of its neck, Jinx cradles the fluffy white beast in two arms then deposits his pet in its riding basket at his hip. To Ostler, Jinx says, "Hold a room for me, Goodman!"

 

[Dire Lemming]

Shoon slowly nods to Sir Merrick, "You... could say that." He looks both surprised and pleased by Aeron's offer. "Nulb... Ah- Well, thank you, I'd be glad to have some company and direction. Perhaps in thanks I can offer you a ride in my wagon, it would certainly make for a dryer trip. Ah, er, well we have not been properly introduced have we? I am Shoon, I've made it my livelihood to capture criminals and bring them to the proper authorities so that justice is served. What of you?"

 

[Dichotomy]

Aeron extends his hand in greeting to Shoon. "Aeron, the Last Prophet of Caria and servant of Pelor, the Shining One. I, for one, would be glad to take the trip in a wagon. What say the rest of you?" the cleric asks of his companions.

 

[Strahd_Von_Zarovich]

Zirat

Me too!
Calls Zirat as he vanish behind the doors that leads to the private rooms

 

[CanadienneBacon]

Jinx, walking along beside Aeron, looks up at the priest and interestedly asks, "I've been wondering about that...why do you call yourself, or why are you, the 'Last Prophet' of Caria? What's the Caria business, and why should you be the last Prophet? There's a story there behind all that, so pony up with it, if you please..." The little gnome natters away at Aeron as everyone gets ready to depart.

 

[Dog Moon]

Deren listens intently to the other as they speak, keeping his eye on the others. Some of them he doesn't trust, but he isn't going to let on which ones. Hearing mention of the Caria, he wonders what that is, but isn't able to say anything about it. When the Gnome does, he pauses to listen in, wondering if there's anything important about it he should know.

 

[Dichotomy]

When Jinx asks his question, Aeron's mood becomes more somber. "Caria is a small village. Was... It was a small village. It is whence I hail. It was destroyed by vile creatures. They killed my kin while I could do nothing. I am the prophet of a dead people." The cleric is silent for a moment. "But the Shining One's grace saved me. For that, I have given myself to him. And now I search to find other forces of darkness that seek to blot out the light, like they did in my home. I carry the light, so that it can never vanish. There is little else to tell."

After a moment, Aeron's demeanor lightens a bit. "Let us see what we can do here and now. The past cannot be altered, but the story of our future is yet unwritten."

 

[Dire Lemming]

Shoon listens to Aeron's story with respectful silence, finally saying; "My friend, it is truly noble of you to turn your despare into determination. The souls of all those lost will surely lend you their strength." With that, he returns the hand and then quickly departs to the stable to get his horse and wagon ready to leave.

 

[Rhun]

Soon enough, all are ready and gathered in the muddy yard of the Inn. As the rain falls, Shoon helps those of you who choose into the wagon, while the others mount their horses.

"Good luck, my friends," calls Ostler from the door of the Wench. "I look forward to seeing you again soon."