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<blockquote data-quote="Son of Meepo" data-source="post: 6138575" data-attributes="member: 78756">The door to the tavern is opened by a man dressed in the uniform of a Daunton soldier.&nbsp; He places his back against the door to hold it open and offers his hands to a much more frail pair.&nbsp; He practically has to help pull the man past the threshold.&nbsp; You immediately recognize the man either through personal contact or through his reputation.&nbsp; But he is none other than Gunther Brunt, Mayor of Daunton.&nbsp; His disease has progressed and it is clear that his reign will soon come to an end.&nbsp; When the soldier moves to fetch a chair, Mayor Brunt waves a feeble hand at the soldier and slowly shuffles over to the chair, determined to sit on it under his own power.&nbsp; Some of his atrophied muscles quiver from the effort of trying to balance himself and he nearly falls as he tries to sit.&nbsp; The soldier is quick to place and hand under his shoulder to steady the Mayor.&nbsp; Mayor Brunt sighs but does not fight the soldiers help any longer.&nbsp; He is resigned to the frailty of his condition.Mayor Brunt clears his throat and slowly forms his words in a raspy voice.&nbsp; He has to stop after every few words to catch his breath.&quot;I need the h... help of a fe... few men and w... w... women of adv... venture.&nbsp;&nbsp; Come... if you are... free.&quot;[ooc]I'm planning to run the published adventure Madness at Gardmore Abbey.&nbsp; I'd like to take 5 PCs of levels 5-7, but will consider other levels if I can't fill the party with the target level.[/ooc]</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Son of Meepo, post: 6138575, member: 78756"] The door to the tavern is opened by a man dressed in the uniform of a Daunton soldier. He places his back against the door to hold it open and offers his hands to a much more frail pair. He practically has to help pull the man past the threshold. You immediately recognize the man either through personal contact or through his reputation. But he is none other than Gunther Brunt, Mayor of Daunton. His disease has progressed and it is clear that his reign will soon come to an end. When the soldier moves to fetch a chair, Mayor Brunt waves a feeble hand at the soldier and slowly shuffles over to the chair, determined to sit on it under his own power. Some of his atrophied muscles quiver from the effort of trying to balance himself and he nearly falls as he tries to sit. The soldier is quick to place and hand under his shoulder to steady the Mayor. Mayor Brunt sighs but does not fight the soldiers help any longer. He is resigned to the frailty of his condition. Mayor Brunt clears his throat and slowly forms his words in a raspy voice. He has to stop after every few words to catch his breath. [COLOR=#00ffff]"I need the h... help of a fe... few men and w... w... women of adv... venture. Come... if you are... free."[/COLOR] [ooc]I'm planning to run the published adventure Madness at Gardmore Abbey. I'd like to take 5 PCs of levels 5-7, but will consider other levels if I can't fill the party with the target level.[/ooc] [/QUOTE]

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