CLOSED! Rhun's Greyhawk OMEGA Game (ToEE)

[Dire Lemming]

"I don't wish to be rude Master Gnome, but what is your education in the building of bridges?"

 

[Dog Moon]

Deren watches the play between the Gnome and the cat with amusement. It seemed like so long since such interaction had occurred.

Despite the filth of which had once been accustomed to, he looks forward to this town. Though one who likes the wilderness, he has little like for rain. It makes traveling a nuisance. He desires a clean bed in, preferably, a clean inn, though at the moment, he'll settle for almost any place dry and with a bed.

"Wouldn't that be ironic," he says, "To live through battles only to die by falling through a bridge into a river and having a wagon fall on top of you." While his words seem to be filled with jest, his voice his filled with an odd seriousness. Deren makes his way carefully across the bridge and almost seems relieved to make it to the other side.

 

[CanadienneBacon]

"Edumacation? I have none." Jinx winks at Shoon. "But I'm probably thrice yer age an' I hail from Greyhawk. Now that's a city for building lovers. Learned all I know from chatting up stonemasons over ale an' the rest from observation."

 

[InVinoVeritas]

"Galliard," Ciaran says independently of the discussion, "take flight."
The hawk pulls itself out from under Ciaran's cloak and takes wing. Best not to use the bridge, if it can be avoided. Galliard despised the rain, but also despised being stuck on the ground. The hawk slowly circled, waiting for a sign from his master. Or perhaps a mouse.

Ciaran and Encraidd, still landbound, crossed the bridge with trepidation.

 

[Rhun]

The bridge creaks and groans as you make your crossing, but the old wood is solid and you pass over the Imerdys without incident.

You find yourselves in front of a large, relatively well-constructed buidling. The foundation is of fieldstone, and the walls are sawed timbers. A weathered signboard proclaims the place as the Waterside Hostel. Bursts of shouting and laughter can be heard from within.

 

[Dichotomy]

"Friends, we'd probably best stay close together until we have a better feel for the place. While a group of well armed folk are not attractive to bandits, a lone one probably looks like a risk worth taking on," Aeron states flatly.

 

[Dire Lemming]

Shoon nods "I'd like to find somewhere safer for my wagon than just leaving it on the street though."

 

[Rhun]

The Waterside Hostel has a large yard, and a shabby barn off to one side...there doesn't appear to be a stableboy, though.

 

[Strahd_Von_Zarovich]

Zirat

Sleeping and snoring loudly most of the trip in the back of the wagon.
Zirat wakes up as the wagon bounce on the bridge.
Heh … we are here?
He inquires and sits up.
A Gloomy place.
He looks around.
Hope there is a good bed in here.

 

[Dog Moon]

Deren grins. "I feel sorry for any group willing to take the risk in attacking us," he says, "Because we are a small army. I wonder if this inn will have enough rooms for us."