[Gobquest] Part 2

[Mirth]

Once everyone is inside, D'Bruuhl locks the door to the room, secures the key and takes a bed near the window. For many minutes, D'Bruuhl looks forlornly outside, lost in thought. Soon, the long day wears him down and he finally drifts off to sleep, drooling on his pillow.

 

[dreamthief]

The gobs have an undisturbed night and wake up the next morning refreshed. They have breakfast downstairs, pay the innkeeper (- 15 sp) and get their mules. They drop by Ryan's shack, indicated by the innkeeper, and the herbalist passes you three potions wrapped in heavy cloth.

"Pelor bless your way. May you find Jazzad quickly and do not tarry long once you do. The Dim Forest will claim you should you do so," he says. "Go northwest; there is a track that leads into it. The forest is about 8 miles from here; the valley where he resides about 15 miles within it. Good fortune."

He doesn't have much time for conversation and returns to his hut, apparently brewing some odd-smelling concotion that reminds you of sweet jam mixed with lime.

A small bunch of children follow you wherever you go. They're chanting a rhyme.
Gobbos in the kitchen
cleaning up the stove
carving up the piggies
wringing necks of doves


The chant is getting louder. You're on the edge of town right now, and the path northwest is clearly indicated.

You have potions of Healing, Spider Climb, Bull's Strength

 

[Festy_Dog]

Rakanishu appears confused and agitated by the mocking children.

"Urm... perhaps... you could stop... please?.. I do believe... we haven't done... anything to you... Its best you stop... if someone's feelings... get hurt... it'll be your... fault," Rakanishu says to the children, [gob]Let's hurry along, I don't want to remain around these kids."[/gob]

 

[Mirth]

D'Bruuhl stops and turns towards the singing children. Hands on hips he strides towards them with a look of menace on his face. "It is not polite to ridicule those of true faith, children," he points his finger at them, "It is surely that vile demongod Hextor, the Herald of Hell! who has placed such evil words upon your tongues, little ones."

The cleric pulls his holy symbol from his robes and holds it aloft shouting, "Only the brilliant, cleansing flash of Heironeous' bolt can save you now! Get thee home and pray to the great lord Heironeous to purge the wickedness of Hextor from your souls before the Champion of Evil's dark, bloody flail finds you!"

Turning back to the rest of the party, a smirk appears on D'Bruuhl's face as he mounts his mule, [gob]"That should put the soap in their mouths where it belongs. Let's ride."[/gob]

OOC:

 

[Dog Faced God]

Goubido covered his ears and nearly fell from the back of his mule at the mention of the unnameable one. His head whipped around, bestowing a vicious scowl on D'Bruuhl, the children, and any innocent bystanders in the area. His eye began to twitch, and he began to mutter. "Curse you, cleric; and curse these children for pushing you to such extremes." He curled his hand into a fork-like shape comprised of his thumb and center finger, and shook it toward everyone in general.

 

[dreamthief]

At the mention of the word Hextor, the child run off howling back to their homes. One drops a doll on the roadside in the rush.

Ashgyad's mule seems to be quite amused and starts to bray.

The road is not as well-trodden as the road into Hulvin you rode in. Much of it is overgrown. To the west you see the Dim Forest. Something in it seems to call to you. The wilderness that speaks to each of you, calling you away from the civilization that you have adopted.

So who gets which potion? Great role-playing guys!

 

[Dalamar]

Glorath laughs out loud.
[Gob]"Serves them right. I like your style... sometimes."[/Gob]
He claps D'Bruuhl to the back.

 

[Dog Faced God]

"The forest is... " Goubido trailed off, his eyes darting from tree to tree as the group rode closer to the Dim Forest.

OOC: What time of year is it again?

Probably should have sorted the potions out when we first got them instead of getting upset about insults from children! Whoever has the least HP should take the Healing potion. Maybe Rakanishu... he was downed with one hit last time we fought anyone. Ashgyad could carry the Spider Climb until we want to use it, as he's less likely to have it broken in combat or something. D'Bruuhl or Rakanishu would get the greatest benefit from the Bull's Strength.

 

[dreamthief]

Marching orders as well please.

And it's early autumn.

 

[Festy_Dog]

Rakanishu takes lead, scanning for the path ahead for any kind of problems. Crossbow loaded and in hand.