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Constables of the 14th Ward Part 2
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Alarion
Alarion speaks grimly. "A villain most base known as Thaddeus Thornapple... curiously enough, he holds a particular enmity towards mages. He has, in the past, been little more than an annoyance, but less than a fortnight ago he unleashed a swarm of murderous vermin upon our streets. I wonder what his interest in this mine, and his enmity with good Sir Upjohn may be... "
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blast from the past:
Initial description by Iggy
The inner workings of a madman's mind
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Alarion speaks grimly. "A villain most base known as Thaddeus Thornapple... curiously enough, he holds a particular enmity towards mages. He has, in the past, been little more than an annoyance, but less than a fortnight ago he unleashed a swarm of murderous vermin upon our streets. I wonder what his interest in this mine, and his enmity with good Sir Upjohn may be... "
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blast from the past:
Initial description by Iggy
The inner workings of a madman's mind
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Moru Sen, human conjurer
Moru chuckles, and Retbi, wondering what the joke is, peaks his head out of his master's backpack and perches on his shoulder. He chitters something, wiggling his nose at the ill man behind the desk.
"I seem to recall seeing a weasel familiar somewhere," Moru says, pointing his thumb to Retbi. His smile flattens, however, as he notes, "But this particular trouble-maker was with me and the rest of the boys on our rescue mission when this contagion was cast."
[sblock=OOC]Retbi Spellcraft Aid Another (1d20+10=27)
Spellcraft (w/ +2 from Retbi Aid Another) (1d20+16=20)[/sblock]
Moru chuckles, and Retbi, wondering what the joke is, peaks his head out of his master's backpack and perches on his shoulder. He chitters something, wiggling his nose at the ill man behind the desk.
"I seem to recall seeing a weasel familiar somewhere," Moru says, pointing his thumb to Retbi. His smile flattens, however, as he notes, "But this particular trouble-maker was with me and the rest of the boys on our rescue mission when this contagion was cast."
[sblock=OOC]Retbi Spellcraft Aid Another (1d20+10=27)
Spellcraft (w/ +2 from Retbi Aid Another) (1d20+16=20)[/sblock]
Leif
Adventurer
Moru Sen
Moru suspecting that magic may be behind Sir Upjohn's affliction, inspects the ailing knight's conidtion. As he leans in close to Sir Upjohn, Moru detects a slight chemical air, and the faintest whif of Hemlock and Devil's Wort.
[sblock=Moru]The spellcraft check was for this. Moru recognizes the presence of components used in the Cause Disease spell.[/sblock]
Moru suspecting that magic may be behind Sir Upjohn's affliction, inspects the ailing knight's conidtion. As he leans in close to Sir Upjohn, Moru detects a slight chemical air, and the faintest whif of Hemlock and Devil's Wort.
[sblock=Moru]The spellcraft check was for this. Moru recognizes the presence of components used in the Cause Disease spell.[/sblock]
Rhun
First Post
Brae grins at Moru "Of course, of course. I knew I had seen a weasel familiar somewhere." The cleric then looks at Alarion. "Though I know little of druids, and certainly less of this 'Thornapple' bloke, I believe druids sometimes have animal friends. I don't know that they could deliver a contagion spell that way, but it is certainly a possibility."
Brae begins to repack his supplies into his bag. "The good thing for Sir Upjohn here is that I reached him in time. I believe you will recover, Sheriff, though I advise remaining off your feet for a few days until you are feeling stronger. You were quite close to the point of no return."
Brae begins to repack his supplies into his bag. "The good thing for Sir Upjohn here is that I reached him in time. I believe you will recover, Sheriff, though I advise remaining off your feet for a few days until you are feeling stronger. You were quite close to the point of no return."
Rhun
First Post
"You are welcome, of course, Sherriff. And if you should happen to have any further...ah, 'unusual encounters', please don't hesitate to send from me. Neither myself nor Meda has much use for those who wander about trying to spread disease. In fact, I'd like to run into this "Thornapple" and introduce him to my staff." Brae picks up his quarterstaff and thumps it on the floor. Then he smiles. "However, that is certainly not our reason for coming. We have some information that has led us to investigate some orcs that appear to be operating out of Harcourt's Mill. Since this falls under your jurisdiction, we thought we had best come discuss this with you."
Leif
Adventurer
Sir Upjohn
"Yes, I'm glad that you did, too, Constable Talisker! I appreciate the respect being shown to me, of course, but I also value even more the addition of some more strong sword-arms. Yes that particular lot of outcast orcs has been a big festering boil on the hindparts of the area for some time now. With you fellows to help, maybe we can finally get that nasty thing lanced once and for all! These orcs have set up their base in the old, abandoned Harcort's Mill, as you say, and that's not too far from here, as the orc slithers. Oh, and I think we'll find that they have a few other, perhaps more fearsome, nasties with them, too." Sir Upjohn gets a sheepish look on his face, "Um, that is, if you don't mind me tagging along with you? I'd be truly honored to fight at your side, instead of against you, Constable Alarion!" The Sheriff gives his sparring partner a big grin.
"Yes, I'm glad that you did, too, Constable Talisker! I appreciate the respect being shown to me, of course, but I also value even more the addition of some more strong sword-arms. Yes that particular lot of outcast orcs has been a big festering boil on the hindparts of the area for some time now. With you fellows to help, maybe we can finally get that nasty thing lanced once and for all! These orcs have set up their base in the old, abandoned Harcort's Mill, as you say, and that's not too far from here, as the orc slithers. Oh, and I think we'll find that they have a few other, perhaps more fearsome, nasties with them, too." Sir Upjohn gets a sheepish look on his face, "Um, that is, if you don't mind me tagging along with you? I'd be truly honored to fight at your side, instead of against you, Constable Alarion!" The Sheriff gives his sparring partner a big grin.
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