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cthuluftaghn
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Trying to become a halfing hero like Dekker Roughfoot, eh? 
(from Dr. Midnight's Knights of the Silver Quill campaign)
(from Dr. Midnight's Knights of the Silver Quill campaign)
Xastalask
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Chapter the First, Part Two
Dendrow stepped forward with her hands at her side “Good dwarf it is only right you are worried about me. You should be as well with any of my kind, but I am a follower of Shevarash and will cause no trouble here.” An undertone of as long as noone causes trouble with me could be heard in her words. Dendrow then pointed at the symbol of Sevarash on her chest. “We are here because of rumors of drow activities nearby, I am from Cormanthor and came to investigate and put an end to their evil workings here if I am able.”
The dwarf just growled slightly but Octavia stepped in cutting off his reply “She is telling the truth and you have my word on it as a Servant of Arvoreen, the Protector” Jennavieve stepped forward "I also speak for Dendrow I have traveled for quite a few days with her and have seen nothing but good in her”
The dwarf looked them over and paused at Mescal who shrugged once in agreement “Fine, but if I hear of anything you will all be held responsible.” He waved a hand at the guards who slowly stepped back warily “You will be watched.” He started to turn to leave but paused as he pulled out a piece of parchment and a writing tool “Take this so I do not get calls to the guard every time someone sees you,” he hands Octavia the parchment “This is a writ saying I know of you and that I have looked into this. Show this and if anyone has a problem they can see me. My name is Ogmund Hammerhand.”
“Thank you for the writ we will not give you cause to come see us again I assure you, we will be staying at the Frothing Mug if you have need to find us” replied Octavia as she nodded in thanks.
The dwarves went on their way to patrol but as they got alittle down the road one of the dwarves stepped away and started to follow the group at a distance.
The group continued on and found the Frothing Mug inn. Octavia walked in first followed by the others, Dendrow coming in last. They saw a lone figure sitting at a table and the bartender was standing there talking to him loudly.
“Aye those drow have been much braver as of late, damned drow raiders. They should just stay to their underground holes and leave peaceful folk alone.” Seeing the group walk in he went behind the bar and smiled, until he saw Dendrow step up to the bar. The dwarf grabbed an axe off the shelf behind the bar and swung it at Dendrow. The axe slammed into the bar, splinters flew as the ax dug deep into the bar. Dendrow had tilted back some to avoid the axe blade by a narrow margin. The dwarf tugged on the axe and found it to be stuck fast and turned for another weapon when the companions rushed forward.
“Hold your hand good dwarf!” Yelled Octavia as he held the writ in front of him to show him. “Ogmund has given us this writ to show Dendrow is welcome”
The dwarf had another axe in his hand and reluctantly stopped it in mid swing glaring at the Halfling in armor and then looking at the writ “Ogmund saw you already eh?” He examined the writ carefully “Still don’t like the idea of a drow in here no matter who checked you out.”
Mescel spoke up, “We have a writ of credit from Harad for a night of food drink and a room. We escorted his wagon tin this morning”
The bartender eyes light up slightly “Harad eh?” he chuckles “I wager he did not like having a drow with him.” He placed the axe under the bar and with a loud crack took managed to retrieve the other one “I still don’t like a drow in here but I owe Harad one for some watered down human ale he brought me once, as if human ale isn’t watered down enough” He looked at the group Sit where you want and I will get you some food and ale.” Looking to Dendrow “ I expect you will be wanting wine?”
Dendrow shook her head “I will take some Dwarven ale.”
His eyes glimmered and he chuckled slightly as he grabbed mugs and drinks.
They sat down near the stranger as the dwarf brought them mugs. Dendrow took up hers and took a long pull of the dwarven ale. The bartender looked pleased that Dendrow did not pass out from the harsh brew.
“So what was these stories of drow raids we heard you telling….” Asked Octavia
“Njal..my name is Njal. Yes I was telling Tenazer here about the recent drow raids” He indicated the stranger at the table.
Octavia turns and looks at Tenazer “Greetings! I am Lady Octavia Allessandra Boomthistle Servant of Arvoreen, the Protector. I apologize for the disturbance.”
Tenazer smiles slightly “Greetings I am Tenazer, you have an interesting group there” he motions at a chair for Octavia to join him.
Octavia sits down “Aye that we do but as long as we are on the side of good it matter not our race. Speaking of race what was this story of Drow raids Njal mentioned?”
Njal came back carrying more mugs and pitchers of ale trailed by a small female dwarf carrying a huge platter of food; steaming meats, squares of cheese and brown bread. “There have been stories of raids on caravans and some of the smaller farms in the are of Galath’s Roost. Used to be on the darkest nights but lately they have been bolder and doing it on moonlit nights as well. Some of the attacks have been done by raiders on horseback as well.”
“Drow don’t ride horses, especially when attacking” Dendrow joins the conversation as she pours herself a mug of ale. “They also shun any type of light, they can not stand to see the bright moon in the sky.”
Njal looks at Dendrow and shrugs “Maybe these are getting used to the surface and learning how to ride horses since they have been on the surface more”
Dendrow just shook her head “Doubtful”
The rest of the party sat down to join the conversation; meanwhile Njal’s serving girl walks over to the door. She is stopping dwarves at the door and talking with them, no doubt warning them of a Drow being inside and that Njal is ok with her presence, for now.
“Either way something is attacking the caravans and farms.” Njal continues as he waves at some patrons entering “All I know is that some ale I was waiting for never made it here. I also hear there is a reward for captured raiders in Mistledale.”
Octavia puts her drink down “While I am willing to look into this problem as a Servant of Arvoreen the Protector, the reward would help in funding the quest in stopping there bandits”
Tenazer chuckled lightly in his wine “If you are going out to look for these bandits I may go with you as well.”
One by one the others spoke their agreement to go, Dendrow the loudest “I doubt they are drow but if they have been sighted before maybe we can find some of the wretches and stop them”
Njal looked slightly confused at Dendrow’s proclamation “Well if you are all going to be going out looking for the bandits You will want to head east from here towards Galath’s Roost. That is around where the raids happen. Just know that Galath’s roost is rumored to be haunted.”
“We have no reason to fear ghosts,” replied Jennavieve “but we thank you for the warning. If you could show us the rooms I think we all should get to sleep so we can leave early tomorrow.”
With that Njal led the new companions to their rooms and bid them good night.
Dendrow stepped forward with her hands at her side “Good dwarf it is only right you are worried about me. You should be as well with any of my kind, but I am a follower of Shevarash and will cause no trouble here.” An undertone of as long as noone causes trouble with me could be heard in her words. Dendrow then pointed at the symbol of Sevarash on her chest. “We are here because of rumors of drow activities nearby, I am from Cormanthor and came to investigate and put an end to their evil workings here if I am able.”
The dwarf just growled slightly but Octavia stepped in cutting off his reply “She is telling the truth and you have my word on it as a Servant of Arvoreen, the Protector” Jennavieve stepped forward "I also speak for Dendrow I have traveled for quite a few days with her and have seen nothing but good in her”
The dwarf looked them over and paused at Mescal who shrugged once in agreement “Fine, but if I hear of anything you will all be held responsible.” He waved a hand at the guards who slowly stepped back warily “You will be watched.” He started to turn to leave but paused as he pulled out a piece of parchment and a writing tool “Take this so I do not get calls to the guard every time someone sees you,” he hands Octavia the parchment “This is a writ saying I know of you and that I have looked into this. Show this and if anyone has a problem they can see me. My name is Ogmund Hammerhand.”
“Thank you for the writ we will not give you cause to come see us again I assure you, we will be staying at the Frothing Mug if you have need to find us” replied Octavia as she nodded in thanks.
The dwarves went on their way to patrol but as they got alittle down the road one of the dwarves stepped away and started to follow the group at a distance.
The group continued on and found the Frothing Mug inn. Octavia walked in first followed by the others, Dendrow coming in last. They saw a lone figure sitting at a table and the bartender was standing there talking to him loudly.
“Aye those drow have been much braver as of late, damned drow raiders. They should just stay to their underground holes and leave peaceful folk alone.” Seeing the group walk in he went behind the bar and smiled, until he saw Dendrow step up to the bar. The dwarf grabbed an axe off the shelf behind the bar and swung it at Dendrow. The axe slammed into the bar, splinters flew as the ax dug deep into the bar. Dendrow had tilted back some to avoid the axe blade by a narrow margin. The dwarf tugged on the axe and found it to be stuck fast and turned for another weapon when the companions rushed forward.
“Hold your hand good dwarf!” Yelled Octavia as he held the writ in front of him to show him. “Ogmund has given us this writ to show Dendrow is welcome”
The dwarf had another axe in his hand and reluctantly stopped it in mid swing glaring at the Halfling in armor and then looking at the writ “Ogmund saw you already eh?” He examined the writ carefully “Still don’t like the idea of a drow in here no matter who checked you out.”
Mescel spoke up, “We have a writ of credit from Harad for a night of food drink and a room. We escorted his wagon tin this morning”
The bartender eyes light up slightly “Harad eh?” he chuckles “I wager he did not like having a drow with him.” He placed the axe under the bar and with a loud crack took managed to retrieve the other one “I still don’t like a drow in here but I owe Harad one for some watered down human ale he brought me once, as if human ale isn’t watered down enough” He looked at the group Sit where you want and I will get you some food and ale.” Looking to Dendrow “ I expect you will be wanting wine?”
Dendrow shook her head “I will take some Dwarven ale.”
His eyes glimmered and he chuckled slightly as he grabbed mugs and drinks.
They sat down near the stranger as the dwarf brought them mugs. Dendrow took up hers and took a long pull of the dwarven ale. The bartender looked pleased that Dendrow did not pass out from the harsh brew.
“So what was these stories of drow raids we heard you telling….” Asked Octavia
“Njal..my name is Njal. Yes I was telling Tenazer here about the recent drow raids” He indicated the stranger at the table.
Octavia turns and looks at Tenazer “Greetings! I am Lady Octavia Allessandra Boomthistle Servant of Arvoreen, the Protector. I apologize for the disturbance.”
Tenazer smiles slightly “Greetings I am Tenazer, you have an interesting group there” he motions at a chair for Octavia to join him.
Octavia sits down “Aye that we do but as long as we are on the side of good it matter not our race. Speaking of race what was this story of Drow raids Njal mentioned?”
Njal came back carrying more mugs and pitchers of ale trailed by a small female dwarf carrying a huge platter of food; steaming meats, squares of cheese and brown bread. “There have been stories of raids on caravans and some of the smaller farms in the are of Galath’s Roost. Used to be on the darkest nights but lately they have been bolder and doing it on moonlit nights as well. Some of the attacks have been done by raiders on horseback as well.”
“Drow don’t ride horses, especially when attacking” Dendrow joins the conversation as she pours herself a mug of ale. “They also shun any type of light, they can not stand to see the bright moon in the sky.”
Njal looks at Dendrow and shrugs “Maybe these are getting used to the surface and learning how to ride horses since they have been on the surface more”
Dendrow just shook her head “Doubtful”
The rest of the party sat down to join the conversation; meanwhile Njal’s serving girl walks over to the door. She is stopping dwarves at the door and talking with them, no doubt warning them of a Drow being inside and that Njal is ok with her presence, for now.
“Either way something is attacking the caravans and farms.” Njal continues as he waves at some patrons entering “All I know is that some ale I was waiting for never made it here. I also hear there is a reward for captured raiders in Mistledale.”
Octavia puts her drink down “While I am willing to look into this problem as a Servant of Arvoreen the Protector, the reward would help in funding the quest in stopping there bandits”
Tenazer chuckled lightly in his wine “If you are going out to look for these bandits I may go with you as well.”
One by one the others spoke their agreement to go, Dendrow the loudest “I doubt they are drow but if they have been sighted before maybe we can find some of the wretches and stop them”
Njal looked slightly confused at Dendrow’s proclamation “Well if you are all going to be going out looking for the bandits You will want to head east from here towards Galath’s Roost. That is around where the raids happen. Just know that Galath’s roost is rumored to be haunted.”
“We have no reason to fear ghosts,” replied Jennavieve “but we thank you for the warning. If you could show us the rooms I think we all should get to sleep so we can leave early tomorrow.”
With that Njal led the new companions to their rooms and bid them good night.
cthuluftaghn
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Raiders impersonating drow? That's a twist. Looking forward to the next update.
Xastalask
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Chapter the First Part Three
OK so I tricked you a bit right now this is a place holder for more adventures. Due to some RL stuff and all I could not get the next part written up. What I plan on doing is writing up the new weekly sessions and then backfilling in the previous story.
Or let me know what you want? want me to write out the past sessions as I have and continue on? or just give a quick synapses of what happened and start anew with the current sessions?
OK so I tricked you a bit right now this is a place holder for more adventures. Due to some RL stuff and all I could not get the next part written up. What I plan on doing is writing up the new weekly sessions and then backfilling in the previous story.
Or let me know what you want? want me to write out the past sessions as I have and continue on? or just give a quick synapses of what happened and start anew with the current sessions?
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