Dragonlance Classics: Dragons of Despair

[Shalimar]

"Tas, give Raistlin back his staff. Now Tas." Tanis said hiding a smile behind his beard at his diminutive friends antics. He puts his hands on Sturm's shoulder, knowing his friend put his entire soul in his being a Knight of Solamnia, it certainly could not have been easy for him to find out about the order's decline in favor in its homeland.

"I am sorry Sturm, I have more of the same to report. No true clerics are to be found." he says sadly shruging his shoulders. He didn't try hard to console the human, knowing that Solamnics worked hard at being stioc and all.

"Thank you old dwarf, that means a lot coming from you." he says hugging Flint hard enough to lift him off the ground. He had known Flint Fireforge long before the others, besides Tas, were even born. Some of the Half-elves best memories were of the adventures he and Flint had before they had met Tas. The dwarf and the memories he dredged up allowed Tanis to forget about Kit, at least for awhile.

He lifted a hand to signal Tika to serve them once they had taken their seats.

 

[Jemal]

"OH, sorry Tanis." Tas pouted for a while but handed the staff.. nealy twice his size.. to Raistlin.

 

[Darkwolf]

Caramon asks Tika to bring him back some spiced potatos, some meats, some ale, some more potatos...more food than anyone normal could possibly eat in one sitting...and of course Raistlin's water. "Ah, will be good to have some good food again." Caramon then turns to his brother, "Raist, are you cold? I could stoke the fire up some if you are?"

 

[GruTheWanderer]

You relax in the glow of the warm fire and the company of old friends, recounting tales of the last five years and the shared adventures from even earlier.

More patrons filter in as the evening wears on. One farmer complains loudly to Otik and his companions about some hooded men lurking about town. Said they stopping normal folk and asking about a blue crystal staff.

The man near the storyteller speaks, "One of the Holy Guard rode through about two days ago asking about that staff. He said that anyone who had knowledge about it should send word to the Prelate of the Temple in Haven."

Otik laughs at the stories, "A magical staff, no doubt. Forged by the demons of Darken Wood, I'll wager. Quit yer griping and have a drink."

 

[Keia]

Raistlin relished the touch of the warm, smooth wood in his hands as Tasslehoff returned the staff to him. The warmth of the wood hinted at the power within the staff, power that was his to nurture and wield. Raistlin again placed the staff close to him, but this time set his foot against the base of the staff.

"No, brother, I am close enough to the fire at present. My water would be appreciated, though," said Raistlin, condescendingly. Any further biting comment was cut off as Raistlin listened to the travelers discussing the blue crystal staff.

A magical staff, hmmm. And blue crystal, what an unusual material for crafting a staff. Most likely a staff dealing with electricity or cold. Definitely something worth acquiring. Perhaps I'll send the kender wandering around town. Eventually, he'd just 'notice' he's carrying it." Raistlin thought. He gaze drifted over to the kender and his eyes narrowed slightly. Raistlin's expression then turned thoughful as he considered whether the kender already had the staff.

 

[ErichDragon]

"Speaking of those hooded men, I saw a group of them on the road into Solace. Something very strange about them, even for Seekers."

"Tika, a plate of Potatoes and a mug of Ale if you please. They are starving in the north. In some places a loaf of bread is as valuable as a block of solid steel."

 

[Shalimar]

"I could go for a plate as well Tika," Tanis says to the red-headed serving maid. "And Tas, do be careful about not touching things, we don't want to get run out of town again."

Tanis scratches at the itchy beard irritably wondering if he should simply shave it now that he was home. He wondered what Kit would say about it, and frowned sourly at her abscence. Why wasn't she here, she had sworn an oath just as the rest of them had, to return after 5 years. His almond eyes squinted in concentration. Now that all who are returning had returned he wondered what it was that they would be doing.

 

[GruTheWanderer]

After a night of reunions, fellowship, and spiced potatoes you descend through the boughs of the vallenwood tree in which the inn is cradled. Most of the townsfolk have returned home already, but you feel strangely refreshed despite the lengthy travel.

As you make plans to meet in the morning, the bushes to your left rustle. Suddenly, dark shapes scurry from the woods on both sides of the road. Their yellow-green skin pales against their heavy black armor; their twisted faces glare from the evening darkness. They crouch in a large circle about you, well beyond sword range.

A stout pony struggles up onto the road, sagging beneath a flabby figure who resembles a larger version of those who surround you. The pony ride suddenly turns his head toward you and yells, "Onyx demands the blue crystal staff! Forfeit the staff now or die!"

 

[Sen Udo-Mal]

Flint draws his battleaxe in one fluid motion... "Whats this??? Sons of Gully Dwarves scum!" Flint holds his action to see what these spawn will do...

OCC does Flint know what these creatures are? I assume we have run into Goblinkind before but want to make sure before rushing off and attacking them

 

[Shalimar]

Tanis just watches the goblinoids shaking his head, what were such things doing in Solace? He draws his bow and readies himself to fire on the mounted figure, obviously the leader.

"We don't have the staff, now leave us." he says forcefully hoping that a bow pointed at him will make their leader reconsider his position.

OOC: ready his attack action to fire on the leader if any of the creatures at all approach.