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

[Starman]

Placid, Tervelyn, Kellix

Konnar nods enthusiastically. "Yes. Yes. Those pompous blowhards don't know real genius when it smashes them in the head. I believe that this will be a most profitable partnership." The dwarf licks his lips.

"Now, about those gold pieces..."

Kellix looks around, but it is hard to get a feel for the rest of the library without climbing up to the other levels. He does notice someone on the next level moving around, but the whole place is very quiet.

 

[Starman]

S'sebek & Ellawyn

"I could translate for you," Lok says, seemingly anxious to be of service. He takes a seat at the table and blows some of the dust off of the books. "Now, do you need help with both languages? And, is there anything specific you are looking for?"

 

[Guest 11456]

Ellawyn, female gnome shaman & Molly, female wolf

"I could translate for you," Lok says, seemingly anxious to be of service. He takes a seat at the table and blows some of the dust off of the books. "Now, do you need help with both languages? And, is there anything specific you are looking for?"

"It looks like both at the moment. Unfortunately the only one in our group who knows Anderlar is not with us and none of us knows dwarven. My own language expertise falls into the fey languages. We seek any information about an immortal known as the Pale King or Sigharda. He did battle with Seidon, master of waves, several centuries ago."

 

[Starman]

Targ

Grakk shakes his head. "No. Me not good at books. Where you from?"

 

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

Targ, male ogre figher

"Stormfells, where I come from. Master sent me away, sent to learn more about fighting. My friends inside... they looking for things about immortals, something about the frogmen that attacked. What you doing here?" Targ offers, tossing the stick again for Molly.

 

[Mark Chance]

The dwarf licks his lips. "Now, about those gold pieces..."

Placid nods. "Of course. Here you go, all in good faith."

 

[Widowmaker]

Kellix will sneak away and try see who is on the other floor.

 

[Starman]

Placid, Tervelyn, Kellix

Kellix sneaks away and climbs up to the next level. A figure is sitting at a small table head down over a book. He has long black hair pulled back with a leather knot. His arms are thick and quite long. Then you notice tusks sticking out of his mouth. He almost looks like...Grimnoth. The orc looks up and sees you staring. He glares at you.

"Never seen an orc reading before, interloper?" he asks. You realize that it is not your hated enemy.
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Konnar snatches the money out of Placid's hand so quickly, the lizardman wonders for a second if it was ever there.

"Now, I cannot have you here disturbing me while I work. Come back in a week and I'll have my results for you," the dwarf says. "Mangis, make yourself useful for once and show these people the door." Konnar is all ready sitting down, intently studying the paper that the gnome copied the verse onto.

The gnome stands up, glaring at Konnar's back, and is about to escort you out when he asks, "Where is your night elf friend?"

 

[Starman]

Targ

"I-Immortals?" Grakk asks, screwing up his face. "What you want know about dem?"

 

[Widowmaker]

After the shock wears off Kellix answers. "Yes I have seen an orc read before. I was just in shock, you look like someone else. For a moment I was mistaken, I thought it was him. And my name is Kellix by the way."