[IC] Stealthy Missions: Prologue

[Xael]

Nodding, Taeghen grins and speaks: "Now, how'd you guess that? Let's say that I'm not particulary fond of wild nature. Besides, It's not like we're going to the other side of the ocean are we? I can manage till the shore." He then draws breath and continues: "Well the mission really depends on you. We're getting more "job offers" than our first group could handle, so we decided to recruit more people. You, shortly put. We'we got few leftover jobs for you to choose from. I'll detail the options once we'll get to the hea..."

This is when a small pin attached to Taeghen's shirt starts glowing a dull gray-white light. A gruff male (probably dwarven) voice interrupts Taeghens talking: "You're late you numbskull! Do you enjoy making me stand in this stupid, dark, wet, creepy and dirty excuse of a forest? My boots are already all muddy and...", and then the voice suddenly cuts off and the pin stops glowing.

"Yes dear...", Taeghen mumbles. He touches the pin and it starts to glow again. "We're on our way, but we're a "bit" too much downstream, so you'd better start walking this way, shorty.", he says while starting to row faster. The pin stops glowing again. "And that", he says with a grin, "is our "master-of-unbelievable-amounts-of-useless-knowledge". You'll like him."

 

[Inez Hull]

"So, the boss is a dwarf, eh? Oh well, I won't hold it against him, at least his gold'll be good", Orland chuckles.

"As for unbelievable amounts of useless knowledge - there's no such thing. All knowledge is useful if ya know how to make use of it. Believe me, I've made a living of it an' I only have moderate amounts of useless knowledge at my disposal."

 

[Dalamar]

"The only thing I care if he knows is when and how much do we get paid."
James once again looks down at his torn shirt.
"I can't charm ladies in a suit like this, much less look like an aristocrat."

 

[Xael]

"Well, he's not the boss as in the particular meaning of the word. He just acts like it.", Taeghen says. "As for the usefulness of knowledge, I have to admit that some of the stuff he knows is useful, but most of it is just plain boring. Which doesn't mean we can't make money of it though."

The boat soon reaches the other shore, and Taeghen gets off the boat. He pulls the boat a bit more away from the water to the ground. "Now we just need to wait for the "boss" to get here.", he sighs.

 

[Inez Hull]

"How 'bout I check around an' make sure there's no 'boat thieves' arround. Would'na want ta give the boss a bad impression." Orland chuckles and heads off to quickly scout out the area.

 

[Xael]

Taeghen looks like he's going to say something, but instead mumbles "Whatever...".

Orland finds absolutely nothing or nobody out of ordinary from the dark forest surrounding the river, though he can't be absolutely sure about anything, as the forest is pretty dark. When returning to the boat and beach/shore, Taeghen is sitting on the edge of the boat, apparently quite bored.

At this point everybody hears a loud curse coming from the upstream... It's too dark for you to see the speaker though.

"You owe me a new pair of boots!"

 

[Timothy]

Hey Guys!

I'm sorry that I haven't posted in a while, I've been very busy. I'll read it up and start posting again soon.

 

[Dalamar]

"Let's get going, our situation isn't getting any better by staying here."

 

[Xael]

As expected, a dwarf walks towards you from the darkness. What might not be quite expected though, is his appearance. The dwarf's skin is plain gray, his moderately short beard is also gray, and he is dressed in gray robes. A crossbow is hanging from his belt. He gives a quick, judging glance to you.

"I agree with Mr. fancy-pancy here. But because of a reason unknown to me, we are noticeably farther from the headquarters than I'd bother to be., he says while staring at Taeghen, seeminly annoyed.

"And frankly, I couldn't really care about walking back through this goddamn forest. Unless anybody has something against it, I might consider sparing a teleportation spell., after this he points at Taeghen and his voice hardenes noticeably. "This is not going to be a habit, mind you. I can't afford to use all my spells because of your stupid tricks."

Taeghen looks like he couldn't care less about the dwarf's ramblings, and with a grin on his face says: "And this, dear gentlemen, is our great wise-ass Thorik."

OOC: First, great to see you come (hopefully) back Timothy. I was already wandering where you were.

Secondly, sorry again for not posting for a while, but I had an exam and blah, blah...

Third, Thorik is a gray dwarf (Duergar), which is a dwarven sub-race quite comparable to Dark elves.

 

[Dalamar]

"Nice to meet you, especially if you're going to teleport us away."
James ignores the fact that his outfit was assaulted verbally.