reapersaurus
Explorer
[whisper] ditto...Ashrem Bayle said:
he responded to an email, and I'm trying to fit that info in, as soon as Killian gets accepted as a guard. [/whisper]
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[IC] For the Children, Chapter 1
- Thread starter Akunin
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he responded to an email, and I'm trying to fit that info in, as soon as Killian gets accepted as a guard. [/whisper]
The Kender
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OOC: Any time that you wouled like to post Akunin
Akunin
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OOC: Please put any OOC thoughts or "Hey, you slacker, when are you gonna post?" messages to the OOC thread. Thanks! 
Real life has conspired against me this week - my Vampire LARP group elected me as their new Storyteller, so I got bombarded with character questions, rules questions, approvals questions, storyline questions... It's a good thing I love gaming and gamers!
Sodarin Underwood
"Why the Children," Spencer muses, "return year after year is a mystery. They are unwelcome by many, and feared by even more. But they bring tales of realms beyond our humble Heartland, and trade in exotic goods unseen in these parts. Trade brings them, but there is something else. They risk their lives coming back here, yet still they insist on returning. Perhaps their gods have a plan for them which we cannot see."
"You asked WHY we wish to protect them. We do so because many in the priesthood do not think them responsible for all they are accused of." He goes on to describe the events of past years - the fire, the mob, the missing children - and adds his own conclusions. "They may be to blame for the ill fortune that has settled upon Beregost, but none yet have been able to pierce through this mystery and find the truth of things. We, the priesthood, have our hands full maintaining the peace, and hope this year to employ those with some cunning and skill - not only to prevent bloodshed, but to perhaps discover if there is a connection between the Children of Toril and the disappearances."
The two of you stand before the temple doors. They swing open easily, and he leads you into an opulent narthex. A small door on one side reveals to a stairway, and he leads you down into a basement living area, showing you to a screened-off washing area.
"Feel free to wash up and refresh yourself. I'm sure it will feel good to be rid of the dust and grime of your travels. I'll get you something from the dining hall."
If Sodarin has no questions, Spencer smiles, excuses himself, and disappears through another door.
Savris "Shade" Ko’thari
As you pass through the inn's common room, you attract little attention. You don't see any of the inn's staff, however.
You easily find the room containing your mark. Nobody about, you try the door, and aren't surprised to find it locked. With tools in hand, you quickly go to work. A few moments later, the dull clicking from within the mechanism announces your success. You enter without making so much as a sound, and case the room.
The man is snoring softly on the bed, his face turned toward you. There are a few sets of clothes scattered about the floor, and you see the shards of his broken pipe. A small leather satchel rests under the bed near his feet.
The man stirs for a moment and without having to think, you shift to a ready stance. He does not wake up, however, but mutters something in his sleep. You make out the words "money" "temple" and "card".
Marina
Gideon leads you to the temple doors. "Here you go, m'lady!" He makes a slight bow, and produces a fine candle from one of his pockets. "May this aid you in finding what you seek." He makes his good-byes and walks back toward the center of town, whistling the tune that the priests were singing.
Several priests, noticing the symbol of Lathander you carry, hurry toward you, excitedly greeting you and asking of your travels. "Did you slay any evil beasts in Lathander's name?" "From whence have you traveled?" "Please, let us go inside - you look tired and hungry." "Tell us of your journey." You are shown to a common area beneath the temple, given clean clothes and food, and are shown a private area in which you may bathe and dress.
Killian Maxwell
The temple is easy enough to find - it seems to be the largest and most ostentatious building in Beregost. The priests busy themselves with various tasks - gardening, tending to the building, repairing a crumbling rock wall. There seems to be no real leadership, but all are working quite hard. Looking over the group of holy men and women, you pick out one that appears to be taking a quick break. She is a matronly woman, and sits fanning herself in the shade of a tree.
You introduce yourself and ask about the caravan and their hiring of extra protection for the town and its visitors. She beams and introduces herself as Marta. "So good to have such a handsome and strong young man eager to help the good people of this city. Lathander himself will be pleased as well, to have a traveler from so far away come to aid his people! Let me show you to the temple proper - you look a little pale and tired - have you been eating proper on the road? No matter - Marta and Lathander are here to fix that!"
She shows you to the basement common area, and sits you down at a long table. The room is filled with chairs and tables, and there is a small lecturn at one end of the room. Banners bearing imagery of the Morninglord are hanging all about the room, many emblazoned with phrases and passages from holy writings. Although it is spartan in comparison to your room at the inn, there is no denying that it seems much more comfortable. Marta provides you with milk ("To keep you strong," she says), bread and honey, and a bowl of fruit and cheese.
"I'll be back to check on you in a little while. I need to get back to weeding the garden, but I'll come down after I finish that and my noontime devotions."
Dashelinil "Dash" Eventide
"No churches to Corellon in this city - you'd find those to the south, among the Elf-folk. But Corellon and Lathander seem to agree on a few things, and the Morninglord watches over this city, so I'm certain he'd extend a little of his kindness to one of the Forest Lord. The temple is over there, at the Eastern end of Beregost."
He points you in the direction of the church and whispers to you "Don't take people's reactions to personal-like. Elves are uncommon here, but that's no reason for folk to go and start to talkin'. And certainly not just because the Moon Elf they're a-talkin about happens to be the color of the moon." He smiles and laughs in a friendly tone "You should spend a little more time in the sun, my friend!"
The temple is easy enough to spot, shining in the sun, and the priests do not even bat an eyelash at your unusual appearance. One of them, a young woman sitting behind a spinning wheel, calls out to you.
"Welcome, friend. Are you looking for someone?"
Real life has conspired against me this week - my Vampire LARP group elected me as their new Storyteller, so I got bombarded with character questions, rules questions, approvals questions, storyline questions... It's a good thing I love gaming and gamers!Sodarin Underwood
"Why the Children," Spencer muses, "return year after year is a mystery. They are unwelcome by many, and feared by even more. But they bring tales of realms beyond our humble Heartland, and trade in exotic goods unseen in these parts. Trade brings them, but there is something else. They risk their lives coming back here, yet still they insist on returning. Perhaps their gods have a plan for them which we cannot see."
"You asked WHY we wish to protect them. We do so because many in the priesthood do not think them responsible for all they are accused of." He goes on to describe the events of past years - the fire, the mob, the missing children - and adds his own conclusions. "They may be to blame for the ill fortune that has settled upon Beregost, but none yet have been able to pierce through this mystery and find the truth of things. We, the priesthood, have our hands full maintaining the peace, and hope this year to employ those with some cunning and skill - not only to prevent bloodshed, but to perhaps discover if there is a connection between the Children of Toril and the disappearances."
The two of you stand before the temple doors. They swing open easily, and he leads you into an opulent narthex. A small door on one side reveals to a stairway, and he leads you down into a basement living area, showing you to a screened-off washing area.
"Feel free to wash up and refresh yourself. I'm sure it will feel good to be rid of the dust and grime of your travels. I'll get you something from the dining hall."
If Sodarin has no questions, Spencer smiles, excuses himself, and disappears through another door.
Savris "Shade" Ko’thari
As you pass through the inn's common room, you attract little attention. You don't see any of the inn's staff, however.
You easily find the room containing your mark. Nobody about, you try the door, and aren't surprised to find it locked. With tools in hand, you quickly go to work. A few moments later, the dull clicking from within the mechanism announces your success. You enter without making so much as a sound, and case the room.
The man is snoring softly on the bed, his face turned toward you. There are a few sets of clothes scattered about the floor, and you see the shards of his broken pipe. A small leather satchel rests under the bed near his feet.
The man stirs for a moment and without having to think, you shift to a ready stance. He does not wake up, however, but mutters something in his sleep. You make out the words "money" "temple" and "card".
Marina
Gideon leads you to the temple doors. "Here you go, m'lady!" He makes a slight bow, and produces a fine candle from one of his pockets. "May this aid you in finding what you seek." He makes his good-byes and walks back toward the center of town, whistling the tune that the priests were singing.
Several priests, noticing the symbol of Lathander you carry, hurry toward you, excitedly greeting you and asking of your travels. "Did you slay any evil beasts in Lathander's name?" "From whence have you traveled?" "Please, let us go inside - you look tired and hungry." "Tell us of your journey." You are shown to a common area beneath the temple, given clean clothes and food, and are shown a private area in which you may bathe and dress.
Killian Maxwell
The temple is easy enough to find - it seems to be the largest and most ostentatious building in Beregost. The priests busy themselves with various tasks - gardening, tending to the building, repairing a crumbling rock wall. There seems to be no real leadership, but all are working quite hard. Looking over the group of holy men and women, you pick out one that appears to be taking a quick break. She is a matronly woman, and sits fanning herself in the shade of a tree.
You introduce yourself and ask about the caravan and their hiring of extra protection for the town and its visitors. She beams and introduces herself as Marta. "So good to have such a handsome and strong young man eager to help the good people of this city. Lathander himself will be pleased as well, to have a traveler from so far away come to aid his people! Let me show you to the temple proper - you look a little pale and tired - have you been eating proper on the road? No matter - Marta and Lathander are here to fix that!"
She shows you to the basement common area, and sits you down at a long table. The room is filled with chairs and tables, and there is a small lecturn at one end of the room. Banners bearing imagery of the Morninglord are hanging all about the room, many emblazoned with phrases and passages from holy writings. Although it is spartan in comparison to your room at the inn, there is no denying that it seems much more comfortable. Marta provides you with milk ("To keep you strong," she says), bread and honey, and a bowl of fruit and cheese.
"I'll be back to check on you in a little while. I need to get back to weeding the garden, but I'll come down after I finish that and my noontime devotions."
Dashelinil "Dash" Eventide
"No churches to Corellon in this city - you'd find those to the south, among the Elf-folk. But Corellon and Lathander seem to agree on a few things, and the Morninglord watches over this city, so I'm certain he'd extend a little of his kindness to one of the Forest Lord. The temple is over there, at the Eastern end of Beregost."
He points you in the direction of the church and whispers to you "Don't take people's reactions to personal-like. Elves are uncommon here, but that's no reason for folk to go and start to talkin'. And certainly not just because the Moon Elf they're a-talkin about happens to be the color of the moon." He smiles and laughs in a friendly tone "You should spend a little more time in the sun, my friend!"
The temple is easy enough to spot, shining in the sun, and the priests do not even bat an eyelash at your unusual appearance. One of them, a young woman sitting behind a spinning wheel, calls out to you.
"Welcome, friend. Are you looking for someone?"
Ashrem Bayle
Explorer
At the sound of the man's stirring, Shade froze. Damn. If he wakes I'll have to kill him... Luckily, the man fell silent and Shade relaxed. Good. So what do we have here?
Looking the room over for anything of value, he soon discovered a leather satchel beneath the bed. Quietly, he ducked down and opened it to reveal it's contents.
[OOC: He will search the whole room over. Does the man have a money pouch on him?
Akunin, if you feel you have too much going on and need to back out, I'm sure we would all understand. I've had to back out of a game recently myself. Just had too much to do. RL can suck sometimes.]
Looking the room over for anything of value, he soon discovered a leather satchel beneath the bed. Quietly, he ducked down and opened it to reveal it's contents.
[OOC: He will search the whole room over. Does the man have a money pouch on him?
Akunin, if you feel you have too much going on and need to back out, I'm sure we would all understand. I've had to back out of a game recently myself. Just had too much to do. RL can suck sometimes.]
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Sir Osis of Liver
Explorer
Dash Eventide
Dash waves and calls back a heartfelt thanks as he departs for the church, horse in tow.
I think this is the best idea anyhow, Lathander is an admireable God, for a human diety. I should fit in much better there for the time i'm here.
After entering the temple grounds dash walks over to the person who addressed him, all the while scanning the temple and grounds, taking it all in.
When dash gets to where the young woman is spinning he stops and bows deeply. "Greetings, I am Dashelinil Eventide, conjurer and cleric in the service of Corellon Larethian, creator of elves and protector of life. I am here to pressent myself before this temple high priest and beseech food and lodging in the house of Lathander lord of the morning."
Dash beams at the woman, "Oh and please, finish your work, i did not mean to seem imperious, or to disrupt your spinning,but i was taught in cases such as this formality was expected."
[OOC: Akunin, glad to see you're still on board, i was kind of worried that you would quit because of the proding. Thanks for sticking with the game.
]
Dash waves and calls back a heartfelt thanks as he departs for the church, horse in tow.
I think this is the best idea anyhow, Lathander is an admireable God, for a human diety. I should fit in much better there for the time i'm here.
After entering the temple grounds dash walks over to the person who addressed him, all the while scanning the temple and grounds, taking it all in.
When dash gets to where the young woman is spinning he stops and bows deeply. "Greetings, I am Dashelinil Eventide, conjurer and cleric in the service of Corellon Larethian, creator of elves and protector of life. I am here to pressent myself before this temple high priest and beseech food and lodging in the house of Lathander lord of the morning."
Dash beams at the woman, "Oh and please, finish your work, i did not mean to seem imperious, or to disrupt your spinning,but i was taught in cases such as this formality was expected."
[OOC: Akunin, glad to see you're still on board, i was kind of worried that you would quit because of the proding. Thanks for sticking with the game.
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The Kender
First Post
Thought: These people are so nice here. I had best wash up and get ready for the morning. I have got to get out of town soon. The men from the slave camp will find out that I am missing soon.
Marina finds some new clothes and says "I wonder if I could find something to eat. It has been a while since my last meal." before wandering out of the room to go find a Dinning Room.
Marina finds some new clothes and says "I wonder if I could find something to eat. It has been a while since my last meal." before wandering out of the room to go find a Dinning Room.
reapersaurus
Explorer
As Killian eyes the temple, he thinks to himself. -
"Ach - it be no surprise that thar temple be the richest-lookin' place in town!
I wondar ; whar they be gettin' all that money?
Like me pappy always used to say - you can only trust one person in life - and a god ain't it."
To the kindly matron's compliment, Killian returns with
"Aye, milady, I be liking to hear your pretty words, but with so many miles under me belt, I tain't exactly as young as i used ta be!"
*Killian leans in close to the goodly woman, finishing with - *
"But then again, who is these days?" and laughs infectiously.
"Noe I don' wanna be misrepresentin' meself, Marta ;
I'm no holy man, doing Lathandar's biddin'.
I'm just a travellar who's down on me luck, is all, and I'll do a good day's work for a day's pay.
If I can be helpin you'all out with a job that needs gettin' dun, I'm happy to offer me services."
*a small bow and reverance*
"But then agin - In me travels, I've been told 'The Lord works in mysterious ways'.... so who am i to say Lethander's not involved in some way?"
Killian think amusedly to himself "Yea - maybe he's the rat that took me money!"
"Marta, me angel -
Do ye be wantin' me to place me big spikey-weapon away for safe-keeping within these walls?
I only like using it fer business if you be knowing what i mean."
*Killian gives Marta a mean action-man scowl and strikes a cartoony-action pose with his siked chain*
As Killian is led to the common area, he thanks Marta and digs into the victuals, not-so-surprisingly hungry after his travels and celebrations last night.
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just changed names to make easier to recognise
Looking at the things laid before him, Thorn (sodarin) steps back and takes a seat. He looks this way because he wants to. Though he is dirty, and unkept, he is happy and comfortable, and that is all that matters.
Thorn kneels down and closes his eyes. His mind drifts into nothingness as he starts to contemplate on the details that he has just heard- the children... caravan... fire... kidnapping...the church.
he is completely oblivious to the things that are going on around him- even as people are moving in and out of the room...
Looking at the things laid before him, Thorn (sodarin) steps back and takes a seat. He looks this way because he wants to. Though he is dirty, and unkept, he is happy and comfortable, and that is all that matters.
Thorn kneels down and closes his eyes. His mind drifts into nothingness as he starts to contemplate on the details that he has just heard- the children... caravan... fire... kidnapping...the church.
he is completely oblivious to the things that are going on around him- even as people are moving in and out of the room...
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Akunin
First Post
Darn boards going down as I was trying to post the update...
Here it is, though!
Dashelinil "Dash" Eventide
The woman continues with her work, laughing and tilting her head toward the front of the church. "If you go through the front of the temple, you'll see a small door just inside. There's a stairgase leading downward. The common area is there. Ask any one of the priests inside."
Dash finds the staircase easily, and finds that it opens into a large common area. Several priests of Lathander hurry about, tending to priestly duties, carrying food and drinks, and chatting amongst themselves. The room is filled with excited energy, and the elf finds his eyes drawn to about a dozen non-priests - fellow travelers, no doubt. Some have the look of seasoned adventurers, while a few others appear to be here recovering from injuries.
A priest notices his presence and breaks off from his chores to approach him. "Good day, child of Corellon! Have you come to aid us in protecting our visitors? Please - sit down and have a rest! We'll have some food brought.
The man gestures toward a table, where a few of the non-clergy sit.
Marina
It is very easy to find your way back to the common area, and when you arrive, you find that the level of activity there has increased greatly. There are several more non-priests here - about five others have arrived since you did. Some stand talking to members of the priesthood, while others sit at long tables enjoying a meal. One of the priests who spoke to you before turns in his chair and gestures for you to join him. There is a plate and an empty chair next to him. On the table are all manners of breads and cheeses, fruits, and small cooked birds. The chatter filling the room is energetic as the room begins to fill - it seems that many of the priests are coming into the common area from outside.
"Best grab a chair quickly, Sister. With so many guests, some of us may have to eat standing up!"
Sodarin Underwood
Your mind reaches a point of near-clarity - all thought turned inward, external senses fading away to dullness and silence. After a few minutes, a single thought remains - Cecilia stands before you, looking a little older than when you last saw her. It takes an elf many human lifetimes to show the signs of age, but the few years since you were last together have weighed heavily upon her. She is as beautiful as ever, though, and her smile nearly breaks your concentration.
Struggling to regain focus, the meditation-induced state begins to slip, and the image tumbles away into dreams. The world around you snaps back into focus as your senses return. The smell of the road and of sweat, the vibrations of footsteps on stone, the excited talk of priests - all these sensations flood your mind and you find yourself in the basement of the church, surrounded by many other men and women.
"Oh, no - don't worry! He's alright - he was just in prayer!" one of them informs another. "Best hurry and get a chair, traveler - there's one over there." He points to a table at which a few other non-priests are sitting and conversing with members of the priesthood.
Killian Maxwell
As you are enjoying the fine meal provided by the priesthood, your table is soon filled with priests and what appear to be fellow travelers. A pair of elves sit across the table and a few feet to either side of you. They seem as different as night and day, one well-muscled and appearing wild and unkempt, but with a certain calm air about him. He seems a little distracted by his surroundings, and his clothing suggests that he may be a beggar brought in from the streets. The other is more slender, hair and skin as pale as milk, but with eyes a color you have never seen, even among elves. He never stops smiling, even while eating and talking.
Using your training and experience, you scan the rest of the non-priests that you can see, looking for tell-tale signs that may give you a little insight into them. A pair of seemingly-experienced warriors laugh and pound their fists on a nearby table - probably here for the guarding of the caravan, as well. You spot a priest of Helm and a Dwarven adventurer with Moradin's hammer etched on his well-scored breastplate. A few others seem to be adventurers in recovery from wounds - a magician of some sort, and her friend looks to be an outdoorsman...
You almost miss it, but you notice that one of the priests of Lathander sitting two chairs down from you wears armor and has a finely-crafted mace on her belt. Unusual, since you haven't seen any of the others carrying weapons or wearing armor. Perhaps she is part of the temple guard?
NOTEThe four of you have found yourselves seated at the same table (the gods work in strange ways... ) I'm including a picture to illustrate.
Savris "Shade" Ko’thari
Rummaging through the pack turns up little in the way of valuables. A knife, more for utility than fighting, rests in a worn sheath. He has a few sets of clothes, and some trail rations stowed away. Turning the pouch over, you examine the other pockets. One contains several small leather cases, each containing a deck of cards, each deck sporting a different design. Most are worn from use, and you are about to disregard them entirely, when you notice something odd about one set.
It's newer than most of the others, and your sharp eyes pick up on a detail the owner must expect others to miss - these cards have subtle markings worked into their backs identifying their values!
Setting these aside, you examine the remainder of his posessions. A few sheets of parchment contain columns of figures and notes scribbled in the margins. They appear to be some sort of ledger, but for what, you can't be sure. You do note that several of the dates are either in the near-future, or have passed. The latter have been circled, and a few crossed out.
A quick look around the room reveals little else of value - perhaps he's got something concealed on his person.
You hear a creak on the floor and there is a loud banging at the door! "Alright, Eliphas, the priests are here for you - I told you that I was tired of your freeloading. If you can't pay, you're going to have to work off your debt."
The merchant bolts upright in his bed, looks to the window, then as he is about to scramble to grab his posessions, he's looking you, jaw hanging open in surprise.
Here it is, though!
Dashelinil "Dash" Eventide
The woman continues with her work, laughing and tilting her head toward the front of the church. "If you go through the front of the temple, you'll see a small door just inside. There's a stairgase leading downward. The common area is there. Ask any one of the priests inside."
Dash finds the staircase easily, and finds that it opens into a large common area. Several priests of Lathander hurry about, tending to priestly duties, carrying food and drinks, and chatting amongst themselves. The room is filled with excited energy, and the elf finds his eyes drawn to about a dozen non-priests - fellow travelers, no doubt. Some have the look of seasoned adventurers, while a few others appear to be here recovering from injuries.
A priest notices his presence and breaks off from his chores to approach him. "Good day, child of Corellon! Have you come to aid us in protecting our visitors? Please - sit down and have a rest! We'll have some food brought.
The man gestures toward a table, where a few of the non-clergy sit.
Marina
It is very easy to find your way back to the common area, and when you arrive, you find that the level of activity there has increased greatly. There are several more non-priests here - about five others have arrived since you did. Some stand talking to members of the priesthood, while others sit at long tables enjoying a meal. One of the priests who spoke to you before turns in his chair and gestures for you to join him. There is a plate and an empty chair next to him. On the table are all manners of breads and cheeses, fruits, and small cooked birds. The chatter filling the room is energetic as the room begins to fill - it seems that many of the priests are coming into the common area from outside.
"Best grab a chair quickly, Sister. With so many guests, some of us may have to eat standing up!"
Sodarin Underwood
Your mind reaches a point of near-clarity - all thought turned inward, external senses fading away to dullness and silence. After a few minutes, a single thought remains - Cecilia stands before you, looking a little older than when you last saw her. It takes an elf many human lifetimes to show the signs of age, but the few years since you were last together have weighed heavily upon her. She is as beautiful as ever, though, and her smile nearly breaks your concentration.
Struggling to regain focus, the meditation-induced state begins to slip, and the image tumbles away into dreams. The world around you snaps back into focus as your senses return. The smell of the road and of sweat, the vibrations of footsteps on stone, the excited talk of priests - all these sensations flood your mind and you find yourself in the basement of the church, surrounded by many other men and women.
"Oh, no - don't worry! He's alright - he was just in prayer!" one of them informs another. "Best hurry and get a chair, traveler - there's one over there." He points to a table at which a few other non-priests are sitting and conversing with members of the priesthood.
Killian Maxwell
As you are enjoying the fine meal provided by the priesthood, your table is soon filled with priests and what appear to be fellow travelers. A pair of elves sit across the table and a few feet to either side of you. They seem as different as night and day, one well-muscled and appearing wild and unkempt, but with a certain calm air about him. He seems a little distracted by his surroundings, and his clothing suggests that he may be a beggar brought in from the streets. The other is more slender, hair and skin as pale as milk, but with eyes a color you have never seen, even among elves. He never stops smiling, even while eating and talking.
Using your training and experience, you scan the rest of the non-priests that you can see, looking for tell-tale signs that may give you a little insight into them. A pair of seemingly-experienced warriors laugh and pound their fists on a nearby table - probably here for the guarding of the caravan, as well. You spot a priest of Helm and a Dwarven adventurer with Moradin's hammer etched on his well-scored breastplate. A few others seem to be adventurers in recovery from wounds - a magician of some sort, and her friend looks to be an outdoorsman...
You almost miss it, but you notice that one of the priests of Lathander sitting two chairs down from you wears armor and has a finely-crafted mace on her belt. Unusual, since you haven't seen any of the others carrying weapons or wearing armor. Perhaps she is part of the temple guard?
NOTEThe four of you have found yourselves seated at the same table (the gods work in strange ways...
) I'm including a picture to illustrate.
Savris "Shade" Ko’thari
Rummaging through the pack turns up little in the way of valuables. A knife, more for utility than fighting, rests in a worn sheath. He has a few sets of clothes, and some trail rations stowed away. Turning the pouch over, you examine the other pockets. One contains several small leather cases, each containing a deck of cards, each deck sporting a different design. Most are worn from use, and you are about to disregard them entirely, when you notice something odd about one set.
It's newer than most of the others, and your sharp eyes pick up on a detail the owner must expect others to miss - these cards have subtle markings worked into their backs identifying their values!
Setting these aside, you examine the remainder of his posessions. A few sheets of parchment contain columns of figures and notes scribbled in the margins. They appear to be some sort of ledger, but for what, you can't be sure. You do note that several of the dates are either in the near-future, or have passed. The latter have been circled, and a few crossed out.
A quick look around the room reveals little else of value - perhaps he's got something concealed on his person.
You hear a creak on the floor and there is a loud banging at the door! "Alright, Eliphas, the priests are here for you - I told you that I was tired of your freeloading. If you can't pay, you're going to have to work off your debt."
The merchant bolts upright in his bed, looks to the window, then as he is about to scramble to grab his posessions, he's looking you, jaw hanging open in surprise.
Sir Osis of Liver
Explorer
Dash Eventide
"Greatings everyone, I am Dashelinil Eventide it is a pleasure to meet you all. If i might ask what is this gatherings purpose, i came here meerly seeking a place to rest for a few days and have no wish to intrude on a celebration i wasn't envited to."
Dash smiles heartily at one and all.
"And please call me Dash."
"Greatings everyone, I am Dashelinil Eventide it is a pleasure to meet you all. If i might ask what is this gatherings purpose, i came here meerly seeking a place to rest for a few days and have no wish to intrude on a celebration i wasn't envited to."
Dash smiles heartily at one and all.
"And please call me Dash."
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