HolyMan
Thy wounds are healed!
The group exits the old sanctum of the sand sage to celebrate their victory over the dungeon. Tregin takes them all to The Dancing Dervish, a place of tasseled pillows, fine wine, and great music and entertainment. They drink, eat, and watch the veiled dancers and fire-eaters perform.
An hour after midnight, when the festivities have died down and most of the revilers have gone home, Tregin rewards the group with the gold he promised before they entered the old laboratory. The reward is great and when asked why they should be paid for so small a task, Tregin replies. "It is not the task for which you are being paid, but for the vaule of the knowledge you have helped aquire. Should there had been a sand dragon standing before us to keep us from our goal, and one of use died, then that would have been different. Then you would have said that the sum was to low for the danger involved. But that would not be right. Instead I would have told you that the price for gaining the knowledge, we sought, was to high."
With that Tregin gives the group a deep bow of respect and says, "Success in everything you do." Before the odd half-orc leaves The Dancing Dervish.
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Each of the members of the impromptu party leave The Dancing Dervish to return to their lives before their first adventure. For the most part it is a better life given the gold they received for the 'job', but to each it feels empty of something.
When the funds finally run out and they find themselves once more into the daily routine of survival (in a land that does not wish for those who live in it to survive), that feeling of missing something becomes stronger than before. The memory of the events in the sanctum becomes foggier, like remembering a dream or some story told by a bard and barely heard. The mundane tasks that are repeated everyday blur the days together and are not as crisp as when faced by a metal viper that is trying to kill you.
And then like the popping of a bubble a note from Tregin brings each of you out of your lethargic states.
"Meet me, noon tomorrow - Ilestaem's Items. T"
You each have been to Ilestaem's curious shop as it is where you have picked up a unique item or two. The owner - Ilestaem Hods - is a human from Vestiel and a known archaeologist and explorer. His shop is full of wondrous items (as well as worthless junk to deter thieves) and ran by his wife - Kella.
The note sparks something in you that makes the day a lot brighter.
[sblock=OOC] If you like please post up what your character has been up to for the last three and a half weeks. The thing about pbp is the chance for character growth. Your story need not be super long but should be a good indication of what you see him doing in "the normal" world.
Then post up your character arriving at Ilestaem's Items. Ilestaem is in the back and his wife asks you to please wait. While waiting each character will enter as you all post. So first character sees nobody, third one in sees the first two. RP as you like I will be advancing soon as everyone is posted and ready.
Will let you take new spells for the day since you knew you were meeting Tregin today.[/sblock]
An hour after midnight, when the festivities have died down and most of the revilers have gone home, Tregin rewards the group with the gold he promised before they entered the old laboratory. The reward is great and when asked why they should be paid for so small a task, Tregin replies. "It is not the task for which you are being paid, but for the vaule of the knowledge you have helped aquire. Should there had been a sand dragon standing before us to keep us from our goal, and one of use died, then that would have been different. Then you would have said that the sum was to low for the danger involved. But that would not be right. Instead I would have told you that the price for gaining the knowledge, we sought, was to high."
With that Tregin gives the group a deep bow of respect and says, "Success in everything you do." Before the odd half-orc leaves The Dancing Dervish.
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Each of the members of the impromptu party leave The Dancing Dervish to return to their lives before their first adventure. For the most part it is a better life given the gold they received for the 'job', but to each it feels empty of something.
When the funds finally run out and they find themselves once more into the daily routine of survival (in a land that does not wish for those who live in it to survive), that feeling of missing something becomes stronger than before. The memory of the events in the sanctum becomes foggier, like remembering a dream or some story told by a bard and barely heard. The mundane tasks that are repeated everyday blur the days together and are not as crisp as when faced by a metal viper that is trying to kill you.
And then like the popping of a bubble a note from Tregin brings each of you out of your lethargic states.
"Meet me, noon tomorrow - Ilestaem's Items. T"
You each have been to Ilestaem's curious shop as it is where you have picked up a unique item or two. The owner - Ilestaem Hods - is a human from Vestiel and a known archaeologist and explorer. His shop is full of wondrous items (as well as worthless junk to deter thieves) and ran by his wife - Kella.
The note sparks something in you that makes the day a lot brighter.
[sblock=OOC] If you like please post up what your character has been up to for the last three and a half weeks. The thing about pbp is the chance for character growth. Your story need not be super long but should be a good indication of what you see him doing in "the normal" world.
Then post up your character arriving at Ilestaem's Items. Ilestaem is in the back and his wife asks you to please wait. While waiting each character will enter as you all post. So first character sees nobody, third one in sees the first two. RP as you like I will be advancing soon as everyone is posted and ready.
Will let you take new spells for the day since you knew you were meeting Tregin today.[/sblock]
