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<blockquote data-quote="TaranTheWanderer" data-source="post: 9695190" data-attributes="member: 15882"><p><strong>Chapter 2: The Dying of the Light</strong></p><p>[GM] Everyone gets a short rest an levels to level 2[/GM]</p><p></p><p>While it is only a few days after the Solstice, it is after dinner time and the sun is slowly making its way towards the horizon but, the clouds that hang in the sky are dark, blotting out most of the sunlight and casting a shadow on everything.</p><p></p><p>People are hurrying from the gate to the Inn, "The Pudgy Pig". The gate isn't manned by anyone. The people who had closed it had been a random man and two acolytes of Pelor who happened to be standing near the gates when the comet fell. The two wear bright yellow ceremonial robes with purple sashes Purple being the colour of mourning. They are in their twenties and look scared as they talk in hushed tones to each other, looking warily at the shadows of the adjacent buildings and streets and make their way to the Inn.</p><p></p><p>From the gate a main avenue stretched north through town and, from this vantage, you can see a walled fort up on a rocky hill in the middle of town.</p><p></p><p>Benny recalls Maximillion. He's badly burned and can't see but, very quickly, his sight returns. He reassures Benny that he will be fine and that he just needs a chance to rest.</p><p></p><p>Moving to the Inn, the balding man greets everyone as they enter. He has a concerned and caring look on his face,</p><p></p><p><strong>"Come in, find a place to sit... I'll find bandages for that....I'll get you something to calm your nerves ma'am"</strong></p><p></p><p>The inn is comfortable with a large fire place and many round tables. There are a few recessed areas with more private booths. There is a bar at one end of the room and a set of stairs that goes up to another level. It feels warm and welcoming but, even so, people loiter in the middle of the room, talking in hushed tones or crying or consoling others.</p><p></p><p>When the last of the group comes in, the innkeeper does a final look outside and then shuts and barres the door.</p><p></p><p><strong>"Hello, everyone! I know we're all scared but we should be safe in here for now until we figure out what to do."</strong></p><p></p><p>At that, there is a crashing sound that comes through a door behind the bar. He looks over with mild panic on his face,</p><p></p><p><strong>"Oh. And please stay out of the kitchen...the cooks are just.... trying to get things sorted for everyone...I'll gather supplies if anyone has wounds that needs tendin'"</strong></p><p></p><p>The two acolytes of Pelor make their way through the crowded room to a booth where an older man in black robes is sitting. He stands up a moment to greet them and, as he does so, you can see that he is a priest of Wee Jas, goddess of magic and death. The three men sit down together.</p><p></p><p>Just then, the young Knight of Pelor walks up to the group. He is young, hardly eighteen, and looks pale and shaken. He has blood on his hands and he has red puffed eyes with streaks under them. He wears a breast plate that is battered and it is obvious to see now that his livery is mostly ceremonial.</p><p></p><p><strong>"Hi," </strong>he says awkwardly,<strong> "I just wanted to thank you for saving me."</strong></p><p></p><p>[HR][/HR]</p><p>About the town:</p><p>In the centre of town is a fort and very little is known about the origins of the fort itself but it now</p><p>acts as a temple to both Pelor, god of the sun and Wee Jas, god of magic and death and law. It has done so for hundreds of years. It houses monks and priests who tend the dead. The surrounding lands are filled with mausoleums and crypts most of which predate the clergy's acquisition of the fort. The beacon was built as a way to shine Pelor's light on the valley and as a way to ensure that the dead rest peacefully.</p><p></p><p>The temple proper is a place for pilgrims to visit and to see the beacon or pay to bury their dead in the valley within the temple's light. The village itself is small. Its residents make a living supporting the temple and selling their wares to visiting pilgrims. Basically, It's a tourist town with Casket building as a main industry.</p><p></p><p>[SPOILER="Bad representation of the town"]</p><p>It's not exact - there are more buildings and stuff but it gives you the general idea</p><p>[ATTACH=full]410154[/ATTACH]</p><p>Tavern: The pudgy pig.</p><p>Replace the giant skull over the fireplace with a large painting of a fat pig dancing with a mug in its hand.</p><p>[ATTACH=full]410155[/ATTACH]</p><p>[/SPOILER][/GM]</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="TaranTheWanderer, post: 9695190, member: 15882"] [B]Chapter 2: The Dying of the Light[/B] [GM] Everyone gets a short rest an levels to level 2[/GM] While it is only a few days after the Solstice, it is after dinner time and the sun is slowly making its way towards the horizon but, the clouds that hang in the sky are dark, blotting out most of the sunlight and casting a shadow on everything. People are hurrying from the gate to the Inn, "The Pudgy Pig". The gate isn't manned by anyone. The people who had closed it had been a random man and two acolytes of Pelor who happened to be standing near the gates when the comet fell. The two wear bright yellow ceremonial robes with purple sashes Purple being the colour of mourning. They are in their twenties and look scared as they talk in hushed tones to each other, looking warily at the shadows of the adjacent buildings and streets and make their way to the Inn. From the gate a main avenue stretched north through town and, from this vantage, you can see a walled fort up on a rocky hill in the middle of town. Benny recalls Maximillion. He's badly burned and can't see but, very quickly, his sight returns. He reassures Benny that he will be fine and that he just needs a chance to rest. Moving to the Inn, the balding man greets everyone as they enter. He has a concerned and caring look on his face, [B]"Come in, find a place to sit... I'll find bandages for that....I'll get you something to calm your nerves ma'am"[/B] The inn is comfortable with a large fire place and many round tables. There are a few recessed areas with more private booths. There is a bar at one end of the room and a set of stairs that goes up to another level. It feels warm and welcoming but, even so, people loiter in the middle of the room, talking in hushed tones or crying or consoling others. When the last of the group comes in, the innkeeper does a final look outside and then shuts and barres the door. [B]"Hello, everyone! I know we're all scared but we should be safe in here for now until we figure out what to do."[/B] At that, there is a crashing sound that comes through a door behind the bar. He looks over with mild panic on his face, [B]"Oh. And please stay out of the kitchen...the cooks are just.... trying to get things sorted for everyone...I'll gather supplies if anyone has wounds that needs tendin'"[/B] The two acolytes of Pelor make their way through the crowded room to a booth where an older man in black robes is sitting. He stands up a moment to greet them and, as he does so, you can see that he is a priest of Wee Jas, goddess of magic and death. The three men sit down together. Just then, the young Knight of Pelor walks up to the group. He is young, hardly eighteen, and looks pale and shaken. He has blood on his hands and he has red puffed eyes with streaks under them. He wears a breast plate that is battered and it is obvious to see now that his livery is mostly ceremonial. [B]"Hi," [/B]he says awkwardly,[B] "I just wanted to thank you for saving me."[/B] [HR][/HR] About the town: In the centre of town is a fort and very little is known about the origins of the fort itself but it now acts as a temple to both Pelor, god of the sun and Wee Jas, god of magic and death and law. It has done so for hundreds of years. It houses monks and priests who tend the dead. The surrounding lands are filled with mausoleums and crypts most of which predate the clergy's acquisition of the fort. The beacon was built as a way to shine Pelor's light on the valley and as a way to ensure that the dead rest peacefully. The temple proper is a place for pilgrims to visit and to see the beacon or pay to bury their dead in the valley within the temple's light. The village itself is small. Its residents make a living supporting the temple and selling their wares to visiting pilgrims. Basically, It's a tourist town with Casket building as a main industry. [SPOILER="Bad representation of the town"] It's not exact - there are more buildings and stuff but it gives you the general idea [ATTACH type="full" alt="Erin Tor1.jpg"]410154[/ATTACH] Tavern: The pudgy pig. Replace the giant skull over the fireplace with a large painting of a fat pig dancing with a mug in its hand. [ATTACH type="full" alt="tavern.png"]410155[/ATTACH] [/SPOILER][/GM] [/QUOTE]
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