House Millithor in the City of the Spider Queen II
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Brother Shatterstone
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Kilcif: Bugbear/Male (Barbarian/Ranger/Rogue)
Kilcif seems annoyed by the suggestion and could really careless about the others but it does give him an idea, Hmmm, Maybe it’s time I found a lackey. Looks back to the old bugbear, “Gnarck, your right of course.” Kilcif picks up the pot and heads towards the abounded warehouse stopping along the way to find a lesser being. He’ll offer the “lucky” being 1 PP for his help.
Kilcif seems annoyed by the suggestion and could really careless about the others but it does give him an idea, Hmmm, Maybe it’s time I found a lackey. Looks back to the old bugbear, “Gnarck, your right of course.” Kilcif picks up the pot and heads towards the abounded warehouse stopping along the way to find a lesser being. He’ll offer the “lucky” being 1 PP for his help.
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Brother Shatterstone
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Kilcif: Bugbear/Male (Barbarian/Ranger/Rogue)
Kilcif grunts and anger and drops his head down to the goblins eyelevel and screams at him, “No negotiation!!!” Calming down some and at the same time hoping that the goblin will be more timid now Kilcif continues, “Be lucky I don’t break you for even suggesting it. 1 platinum piece when the work is done or I will find a different goblin to help me, deal?”
Kilcif grunts and anger and drops his head down to the goblins eyelevel and screams at him, “No negotiation!!!” Calming down some and at the same time hoping that the goblin will be more timid now Kilcif continues, “Be lucky I don’t break you for even suggesting it. 1 platinum piece when the work is done or I will find a different goblin to help me, deal?”
Brother Shatterstone
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Kilcif: Bugbear/Male (Barbarian/Ranger/Rogue)
Kilcif still annoyed but with out wanting to try and find someone else... “Fine, one gold piece now and one platinum when the work is done.” Kilcif digs for a go ld piece and drops it into the goblins hand thinking, I’ll just have to make sure you earn it. Kilcif points to the pot, “Carry that.”
Kilcif still annoyed but with out wanting to try and find someone else... “Fine, one gold piece now and one platinum when the work is done.” Kilcif digs for a go ld piece and drops it into the goblins hand thinking, I’ll just have to make sure you earn it. Kilcif points to the pot, “Carry that.”
Seonaid
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[I don't want to go too far back in time, so here's just the important stuff.]
Narcelia, upon being shown the room, immediately claims the larger bed as her own and settles into a light reverie, more in an attempt to hear Lolth's voice than to get any rest. (She would have checked the entire room thoroughly before sitting down.) When Carcelon speaks, her eyes snap open and she rises gracefully to follow her sister, glad for the interruption of her unanswered prayers to the Spider Queen, and hoping Carcelon will do something that will show her the right way.
Narcelia, upon being shown the room, immediately claims the larger bed as her own and settles into a light reverie, more in an attempt to hear Lolth's voice than to get any rest. (She would have checked the entire room thoroughly before sitting down.) When Carcelon speaks, her eyes snap open and she rises gracefully to follow her sister, glad for the interruption of her unanswered prayers to the Spider Queen, and hoping Carcelon will do something that will show her the right way.
Dalamar
Adventurer
Torrellan isn't really happy to find out that his 'targets' have skinless guards posted at their doors. They're probably not going to let him pass even if he asked, and neither are they easily coersed or bribed to leave their posts. But I guess there's nothing wrong with asking anyway. Even with a negative answer, I'm not worse off than I'm now.
He approaches the guards at Velasta's door, bowing slightly before speaking to them. For the first time, he feels a bit bad for not accepting the token he was presented earlier.
"I'd like to talk with Mistress Velasta, would either of you inguire her if she has the time?"
Torrellan isn't excactly sure how commanding he should be towards the skinless females since undead are apparently held in high regard and he's merely a male.
He approaches the guards at Velasta's door, bowing slightly before speaking to them. For the first time, he feels a bit bad for not accepting the token he was presented earlier.
"I'd like to talk with Mistress Velasta, would either of you inguire her if she has the time?"
Torrellan isn't excactly sure how commanding he should be towards the skinless females since undead are apparently held in high regard and he's merely a male.
Endur
First Post
Solom Ned'razak continues his conversation with Quertus, showing great interest in everything Quertus says and watching his every expression closely.
In contrast, Eilos is obviously bored and not paying attention at all.
Quertus suddenly realizes that he has seen previously the amulet that Solom is absent-mindedly playing with. His brother Eilos used to wear that amulet.
Solom continues,
"I noticed the look of rage and despair on the face of Matron Ki'Willis when she learned that all the goods from the warehouses had been sent to Maerimydra.
"You didn't come here for an old reunion, did you? You came here to take all of the trading goods back to Menzoberanzan!
"A pity the caravan is out of Matron's reach.
"It used to take the caravans two to three weeks to get from here to Maerimydra. And that was with an experienced caravan master and crew.
"I wonder how far that group of misfits and undead that Dorina sent with the caravan have traveled."
Solom steps down from his high throne, walks over to a silver mirror, and speaks the incantation for a Scrying spell.
"Show me Dorina's caravan."
The mirror reveals a long caravan traveling through a cavern on the shore of a black lake. Approximately one hundred lizards are carrying various goods in packs. Probably one hundred Rothe. One hundred zombies and skeletons are also traveling with the caravan. You see very few drow, maybe a half dozen at most.
Solom speaks again as the image in the mirror fades.
"They have crossed the Lake of Shadows. At their current rate of speed, it will be another three to four weeks before they make it to Maerimydra.
"Sending zombies with a caravan when speed is of the essence.
"I tell you, Quertus, this is proof as to why Wizards should rule the world."
In contrast, Eilos is obviously bored and not paying attention at all.
Quertus suddenly realizes that he has seen previously the amulet that Solom is absent-mindedly playing with. His brother Eilos used to wear that amulet.
Solom continues,
"I noticed the look of rage and despair on the face of Matron Ki'Willis when she learned that all the goods from the warehouses had been sent to Maerimydra.
"You didn't come here for an old reunion, did you? You came here to take all of the trading goods back to Menzoberanzan!
"A pity the caravan is out of Matron's reach.
"It used to take the caravans two to three weeks to get from here to Maerimydra. And that was with an experienced caravan master and crew.
"I wonder how far that group of misfits and undead that Dorina sent with the caravan have traveled."
Solom steps down from his high throne, walks over to a silver mirror, and speaks the incantation for a Scrying spell.
"Show me Dorina's caravan."
The mirror reveals a long caravan traveling through a cavern on the shore of a black lake. Approximately one hundred lizards are carrying various goods in packs. Probably one hundred Rothe. One hundred zombies and skeletons are also traveling with the caravan. You see very few drow, maybe a half dozen at most.
Solom speaks again as the image in the mirror fades.
"They have crossed the Lake of Shadows. At their current rate of speed, it will be another three to four weeks before they make it to Maerimydra.
"Sending zombies with a caravan when speed is of the essence.
"I tell you, Quertus, this is proof as to why Wizards should rule the world."
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