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Message: <blockquote data-quote="dungeon blaster" data-source="post: 3977480" data-attributes="member: 30575">Chapter 2: DennovarChapter 2: Dennovaror, Look at that wizard in the window...Tarquin notices his friend's glum look as Mathias emerges from the church. Mathias's conversation with the high priestess lasted only a few minutes, and left him with more questions than he had before he arrived.Tarquin tears a chunk of bread and hands it to the cleric. "So, what'd the tea leaves say?". Tarquin never liked divinations - he preferred to think that a person could choose their own destiny."She spoke to me of a vision...the Red Hand. That I should go westward, and if I find it, put an end to it" Mathias sighs, realizing what he says makes little sense.Tarquin frowns, not knowing what to make of his friend's cryptic riddles. He begins to wonder if Mathias himself knows what he speaks of. "Okay. So what is the Red Hand and how will we stop it?""You've got me. I only know what I told you. But I would not have received this quest had it not been of importance. She advised me to 'gather my allies', that this quest may be too difficult to accomplish alone".The two walk in silence, although all around them are the noises of a city waking up. Finally, Tarquin speaks."You know, Melvinari lives here. Might be useful having a wizard."Mathias thinks on it. "Yeah, it would. Do you know where he is?""Some inn called the Oak & Barrel, last I heard".The Oak & Barrel is not difficult to find, and as expected, Melvinari is there. A former apprentice of the locally famous mage, Burne, the young wizard has spent the last several months in the city of Dennovar continuing his studies of the magical arts.  Rarely did a wizard stay in the same town as his master, under whose shadow the wizard would always remain. A city the size of Dennovar, however, had room enough for many wizards.Convincing him to join them is not easy, as few wizards enjoy long travels, and Melvinari is no exception. After much pleading on Tarquin's part, the young wizard finally relents and agrees to join them on their quest. The three decide to set forth for Hommlet the following morning. As expected, the following morning sees Melvinari quickly backtrack on his earlier promise."Too late, buddy. The innkeeper has already rented the room out" Tarquin says, gathering various wizardly trinkets and stuffing them into a sack.Melvinari grabs the sack from Tarquin's hand.  "Careful with those!"  "How dare he rent out my room! I paid through the month!" Melvinari glowers, evidently conjuring in his mind a foul curse to lay upon the innkeepers head.Tarquin smiles as he tossed him a sack of coin. "There's the balance of your payment." "The room has been rented, let's go."Being a very intelligent man, Melvinari quickly realizes that Tarquin must have spoken with the innkeeper and made sure that someone rented the room for the following night. So, I'm that predictable, Melvinari thinks."Fine." "But don't touch...anything".Tarquin began to question if all wizards were so grouchy, but he already knew the answer.</blockquote>

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