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5E EB's Keep on the Borderlands - The Lion's Den

Charwoman Gene

Adventurer
The quiet half-orc speaks, "Use me where you will. I'd be an asset to either group. My axe thirsts for battle, so I'd gladly volunteer to fight the beast, and might be of help tracking its movements. But my woodland skill and martial talents might be useful to the other group as frankly, our guards are not the most intimidating."
 

EarlyBird

Villager
Kordo Vas smiles as he notices the group has successfully separated into groups with little trouble. He rolls up the map as he gives out some finally instructions for today.

Kordo Vas.jpg "So since we have just arrived I have not had time to unpack the weapons and supply cart. So you'll have to go on this missions tomorrow with what you have. I'm sorry. We will be up and running within the tenday." he says with confidence. "For now it is time to celebrate the beginning of a new, and better chapter, in the history of The Company of the Bronze Lions."

And with his announcement servants start bringing out platters and plates of food, and mugs of ale and glasses of wine. For tonight the company can feast and tell stories of their past exploits. Or strategies among other members of their current group.

OOC:

Monster Hunters:
Derek - paladin
Slipper - rogue
Rorik (+squire) - fighter
Lindrel - bard
Aurelius - barbarian

Scout/Guards:
Sahrax - wizard
Ungar - cleric
Everan - druid
Lorelei - warlock
Tassasrion - archer


OOC: I will have two new IC threads for each of these adventures, come WED. And will lay out the links in the OOC. You may continue to RP here as long as you wish.
 
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Skarsgard

Explorer
As the two groups separate and strangers look at each other appraisingly; Slipper smiles at the adults. "I'm Slipper," he waved a hand nervously at the others. "I am an archer and also a scout, this is my first time fighting a monster though."
 

jmucchiello

Adventurer
"Rule 1 is not getting eaten by the monster," Lindrel laughs. She takes her lute from her pack and performs a bit of tuning. "Anybody want to hear a tune?"
 

TallIan

Explorer
Rorik laughs at Lindral's joke, thinking how Slipper was barely older than his own squire. "Rule number 2 is not trying to face monsters on your own." Warian and Galan could stay here while Rorik was out, but Edgar would have to come with if he wanted to learn anything.

Coming out of his reverie he says to Lindral, "Perhaps a tune from your homeland."
 

jmucchiello

Adventurer
"My homeland?" Lindrel laughed. "I think you may know this tune as well." She plucked a spritely tune and began to sing a tale of a lazy nobleman and his shrew of a wife and how they managed to fall back in love after a harrowing time spent together on an unsettled island when their ship went aground near the lands of Sennt, known for their dangerous reefs. The Calowell Islands are said to be named for the couple.
 
Rorik laughs at Lindral's joke, thinking how Slipper was barely older than his own squire. "Rule number 2 is not trying to face monsters on your own." Warian and Galan could stay here while Rorik was out, but Edgar would have to come with if he wanted to learn anything.
Erevan calls down from where he is still perched on the beam, "And if Rules 1 and 2 fail you, Rule number 3 is: Be the bigger monster. He dropped down, transforming in mid-air into a great bear, he landed on his hind legs, his head nearly brushing the beam he'd been sitting on. He held the pose for a moment, then reverted to his natural shape. "Now where's that beer?"
 
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Radaceus

Villager
Üngar

The dwarf looked the half-orc up and down, side eyeing Rorik, "Tis one smell right, you safe."

He stared motionless, swaying to the bard's tale, and let out a howl when she finished.

His back straightened, head cocked, as rules were being stated. When the druid transformed into a bear his upper lip curled, his fangs lengthened, after Erevan's exhibition finished he snarled, "Only rule...no rules!"
 

KahlessNestor

Explorer
Tassarion Liadon
Kendall Keep
Late Afternoon
Round 0

Tassarion listened to the bard’s song and tale as he sipped his ale. She had a beautiful voice, and he watched as her face animated with the music, making her even more beautiful. He enjoyed such tales of love and romance, though such things were not for him, obviously. He stared at her through the fall of his dark green hair over the scarred half of his face before he caught himself.

Loading a plate with some food, the elven archer kept himself a bit aloof. He still found trusting strangers difficult, being around people. He prefered his solitude in the woods, tracking down fey and monsters.

But the food was good, and the music delightful. His green eyes followed the bard’s progress through the crowd as she mingled. He pulled a small silver snuff box from inside his leather armor, turning it over in his fingers. It was empty. The inscription on the lid said “Dreams”. Caely had given it to him in better times, before the accident. It was a constant and painful reminder of the woman he had loved and lost, and why he had left the Fey Knights in the High Forest and come to the marches of Cormyr and the Bronze Lions.

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AC: 15
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Li Shenron

Adventurer
Lorelei's attention is captured by Erevan's bear transformation... despite not being her own path, she has always been fascinated by druids' ability to wildshape, and perhaps a bit jealous. "Always nice to meet a friend of the wild...", she removes the hood from her head with one hand and produces a barley spike from inside her cloak, and with a whisper of hers (Druidcraft) the spike quickly flowers and ripens, then she offers it to Erevan.
 
After dinner and a sufficiency of beer, Erevan heads up to bed. In the morning, he takes the lion's head brooch from the bottom of his pack and pins it to his tunic. Over breakfast, he asks Kordo Vas if he might have a spare quiver of arrows lying about.
 

Charwoman Gene

Adventurer
Aurelius drinks hard, as he tends to do before a tough mission. When asked, he says, "Hangover keeps me focused..." He eventually goes to bed and passes out.
 

Li Shenron

Adventurer
Lorelei is usually uninterested in food, and even less so in funny beverages. She takes as little as possible from the trays, more as a polite gesture than anything, and only raw or dried vegetables.

She will then retire for the night, but will spend at least an hour trying to reconnect to her patron.
 

TallIan

Explorer
Rorik

Rorik's eyes widen when he hears the song. "I do. I did not think to hear anything from so close to my homeland. My parents were each determined to teach me their own disciplines, so I was spared much of intrigue of court. I thought I recognised you when yo arrived, but perhaps I know of you by reputation, you were married to Sir Rodry? I had the honour of serving with him on occasion, before he was struck down - I am sorry to hear."

Rorik spends much of the time between Lindrel's songs chatting with Lindrel, eating and drinking.
 

KahlessNestor

Explorer
Tassarion Liadon
Kendall Keep
Late Afternoon
Round 0

As the evening wound down, most didn’t notice Tassarion slip out into the night. He knew he was in a fort, protected, but old habits. He made a perimeter check before retiring to the room assigned him for the night. He stripped off his armor and lay on the bed, slipping into the elven trance.

In the morning, he was up with the dawn, doing another check, and then eating a simple breakfast in the common room as they awaited the others.

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AC: 15
HP: 37/37
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Arcane Shot (2/2/R): Grasping Arrow or Seeking Arrow
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JustinCase

the magical equivalent to the number zero
Before most of the others, Sahrax excuses himself to retire to bed. After inquiring which room he can use, the elf takes his pack and moves up the stairs to find his chamber. Three times he tries to open the locked door, then he takes out the key he has been given and in quick succession opens and closes the lock three times before entering the room and closing the door behind him in a similar fashion.

Only then does he examine the room. A simple bed beneath a locked window, and a small sidetable. Both the window lock and the sidetable get the same treatment as the door, each tried three times before Sahrax is satisfied. Moving the bed against the wall furthest from the door and no longer underneath the window, the elf takes out his spellbook and tosses it on the bed before undressing and stepping into a fine white nightgown. His clothes folded immaculately are placed on the sidetable, then Sahrax gets on the bed. A few physical exercises - each done three times - and then he sits crosslegged, hands loosely on his knees in a meditative stance.

He blinks once, twice, thrice, before closing his eyes and focusing on his breathing. Eventually, after all these rituals he has done every day since escaping a place most dark and foul, Sahrax finds himself deep in his elven trance.
 

Radaceus

Villager
Üngar shied away from the main festivities, lingering at edge of the crowd to watch intently as people enjoyed themselves. The smell of brewed yeast and hops antagonized his nostrils and he found himself gravitating towards the bar, and the half-orc who was busily quaffing the liquid of his curiosity. "I also drink," the dwarf signaled, and proceeded to match draught for draught with the half-orc.
Night wore on, he wandered out. Morning found him snoring in the stables as carts and horses were being readied.
 

EarlyBird

Villager
Kordo Vas shakes his head, "Sorry Erevan, I didn't bring any because I knew there would be a stash here in the Keep, somewhere. Why don't you ask one of the watch guards on your way out, you might get lucky."

OOC: Keep has a surplus, so why not roll a Persuasion check, and see just how lucky you are.
 

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