Darksun Killer In Ravenloft PT I

Jarval said:
Odten's apparent lethargy vanishes with Socrates little verbal jab at their host. Trying to be inconspicuous, he moves closer to Adament, hoping that the half-giant will provide some cover should things tern nasty.

OOC: Just to correct you, Adament, my character, is a Mul. Andus, Tailspinner's character, is the Half-giant... Do you need some glasses? ;)
 

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Velmont said:
OOC: Just to correct you, Adament, my character, is a Mul. Andus, Tailspinner's character, is the Half-giant... Do you need some glasses? ;)
OOC: Thanks for the catch. I guess you both look intimidating to Odten, and it's easy to get names confused with people you've just met. Yeah, that's it... ;)
 
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KILLER IN KALIDNAY
DARJKSUN IN RAVENLOFT
SEGMENT 112

The boy is startled hearing you work for the king.

"The King! Please- Please allow me to offera drink...on the house. Anything you want. Wow...The King. No wonder you can afford so many servants."

Each of the "non-natives" of Ravenloft stiffen up a bit hearing of the "King" vs the Queen. You are more than ready to get this started. After any drinks/foos are ordered he nervously and impatiently awaits for you to discuss Kingly business. After an uncomfortable moment of silence, he gets the idea.

"If you need anything- I mean anything- just ask."

You are alone now.
 

"Now Let me introduce myself a bit more formaly. I'm Socrates Cooper. I am employed by the king to find out what is underneath the city and prevent it from killing again." Socrates says. "My companions are Andus The Half-Giant and Adamant the Mul." Socrates waves to them each in turn.

"Now I believe you mentioned the sewers earlier. What do you know about what is happening there?"
 

Tallask frowns. "The sewers. There was a dwarf. And sand. He lead us there. The King. There was...."

He trails off, shaking his head again, and lapses into silence. He takes a long drink from something sufficiently alcoholic.
 

Adament whipsers to Socrates' ears

"Are you sure of what you do? That one seems not able to formulate a single clear idea, not something really conforting, you know."
 

Tallask glares at the man. His keen ears didn't catch the statements, but it was fairly clear they were directed at him, and none too complimentary. "I do not know what you said, but you had best reconsider. You, you've accepted all this! You don't even know it's wrong, that... Where it was, what happened!" His clearly frustrated, and clenches the haft of his longspear tightly. "And I have been in the sewers that seem to interest you A dwarf lead me there."

He seems either unable or unwilling to say more than that.
 


"It's all changed." Odten breaks his silence. "The city, the people, all seem familiar to us, but something is wrong. A spell perhaps, some grand illusion that's clouded the minds of all of us.

"Myself and my companions have all been experiencing, um, disorientation. It is strongest when people talk of things that seem wrong to us. In our... this... whichever city, there is a Queen on the throne, not a King. And the buildings, the sky, everything feels just a little wrong." He looks at Socrates and his servants, trying to gage their reaction to the strange news.
 

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