Heroes of the Day [Dawnforge] Part 1: Attack in Ebernath!

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

Targ was mightily impressed by Konnar's appearance, such wealth was like what his giant master would wear on rare occasions to impress someone. That Konnar wore it in his daily business showed he was very wealthy and powerful indeed. "Targ disturbs. And Ella, S'sebek, and Molly-wolf," he states carefully, pointing to each in turn.

 

[Widowmaker]

"We are looking for Huron the Learned. Are you he?" Kellix will look at the dwarf and think what a waste of gold and jewelry on such a man.

 

[scranford]

Tervelyn - Dawn Elf, Duskblade

Tervelyn only passingly noticed the conversation as he gazed at the library in wonder. Such a place must surely be the creation of his people. He felt "At home" here. Imagine then his surprise when he noticed the shelves tended by none other than a Dwarf.

He quizzically raised an eyebrow as the Dwarf spoke. "Konnar"? "We were led to believe you went by the name of Huron".

 

[Mark Chance]

He quizzically raised an eyebrow as the Dwarf spoke. "Konnar"? "We were led to believe you went by the name of Huron".

"More specifically, we were advised to seek out Huron by an helpful but irritated gnome. We're seeking an answer to what might be a riddle." Placid repeats the strange poem he heard while aboard ship. "Does this mean anything to you, Learned One?"

[sblock=OOC]Might as well put that Diplomacy +16 to work.[/sblock]

 

[Starman]

Placid, Tervelyn, Kellix

He quizzically raised an eyebrow as the Dwarf spoke. "Konnar"? "We were led to believe you went by the name of Huron".

The dwarf shakes his head. "I have told Mangis several times that I have changed my name to Konnar to symbolize my superior intellect. It is for exactly this reason that I have told him he is not qualified to work in the stacks. Perhaps I should choose a new apprentice. Hmmm..."

"More specifically, we were advised to seek out Huron by an helpful but irritated gnome. We're seeking an answer to what might be a riddle." Placid repeats the strange poem he heard while aboard ship. "Does this mean anything to you, Learned One?"

Konnar's face lights up. "Well, I must say that you have come to the right place. Certainly no one else could decipher this. Mangis, bring ink and paper. Quickly now." the dwarf shouts. You hear a grumble down below and soon the gnome is running up the stairs, the requested supplies in his hands. Konnar gestures to a small writing table and Mangis sits down and puts the paper, ink, and quill on the table.

"Mangis, I have told you that my name is Konnar. Konnar the Learned. Do not forget again or you will be spending your nights collecting guano instead of sleeping," Konnar says. "Now transcribe this riddle of theirs. And no mistakes." The dwarf gestures at Placid and the lizardman repeats the poem. The gnome slowly but carefully writes it down on a piece of paper. Konnar snatches it out of his hands when he is done.

"Hmmm...yes." The dwarf nods. "Passable. You are improving, Mangis, but you still have a long way to go." He looks at the three of you standing there and says, "It will take me some time to consult my books and formulate a theory and I certainly cannot work with you staring over my shoulder. Return in a week and I shall inform you of my progress. Of course, you are aware that hiring a scholar of my intelligence will be costly." A gleam in his eye speaks of his desire for the gold.

 

[Starman]

S'sebek, Targ, Ellawyn

Hagin sighs and shakes his head. "Very well. Give Lok five silvers and tell him you want to look at A Preliminary Treatise on Immortals and Their Impact on Ambria, Power Unchecked-Why the Beings Commonly Known as Immortals Are the Greatest Threat to the Known World, and Immortals-What are They. I have few texts on them, but that should give you a start."

He starts to return to his class, but then stops. "Oh, yes. For obvious reasons, your wolf cannot enter the library and," he looks at Targ, "unless you can promise to keep your very large frame from knocking over every shelf over in there, you should stay outside, too."

 

[Mark Chance]

"Hmmm...yes." The dwarf nods. "Passable. You are improving, Mangis, but you still have a long way to go." He looks at the three of you standing there and says, "It will take me some time to consult my books and formulate a theory and I certainly cannot work with you staring over my shoulder. Return in a week and I shall inform you of my progress. Of course, you are aware that hiring a scholar of my intelligence will be costly." A gleam in his eye speaks of his desire for the gold.

Placid nods. "Of course. We would expect nothing else." The lizardman pauses, and then lowers his voice to a conspiratorial whisper. "We can also expect both haste and confidentiality, can't we? This is a matter of some importance almost certainly related to Ebernath's recent troubles from sea. Enemies of Ebernath aligned with the kuo-toa have already made one attempt on the lives of several of my comrades in order to dissuade us from investigating this matter. But, of course a scholar of your wisdom and erudition knows that true heroes such as we --" Placid gestures to encompass Konnar as well as his friends. "-- shall not be cowed by mere violence."

[sblock=OOC]Back to that Diplomacy +16 again. Placid is trying to get Konnar to think of the research as something by which he can bolster his reputation by his involvement in the common good of Ebernath. Not only might this improve the quality of his efforts, it also might lower his price.[/sblock]

 

[Starman]

Placid, Tervelyn, Kellix

Konnar nods and strokes his beard while Placid attempts to woo him. "Hmmm...yes...heroes." The dwarf's eyes gloss over and you imagine he is picturing himself as a hero.

"Certainly, I have not received the accolades I deserve," he says to himself. "Perhaps this is my chance." Speaking up, he asks, "Who are you? I don't believe we were properly introduced." A glare directed at Mangis indicates that it was the gnome's fault for this.

 

[Guest 11456]

Ellawyn, female gnome shaman & Molly, female wolf

Ella smiles at Targ. "Well, my large friend, it looks as if you get to play with Molly out here while S'sebek and I search within." She nods at S'sebek and moves toward the building. Once inside she looks for Lok to pay the money and ask about the books.

 

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

Targ, male ogre fighter

"Targ will do. If need to read Giant, Targ will try," Targ says with a snaggle-toothed smile. He then casts around for a stick or something similar, and gives it a heave for Molly to chase.