[IC] The Odd Job

Galdar slowly makes his way down the dark passage his eyes darting around at the edge of the cold magical light glowing brightly. Something on one of the walls looks off the masonry seems smoother than the rest and lacks depth.
 

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Kerzoth/Tunnel
Evening
Round 0

When they tried lighting a torch again, that strange wind blew it out once more.

“Okay, now that is just not natural,” Hrguch murmured. He drew his greatsword, just in case, but there was little he could do while the others scouted. “Anything else you failed to mention about this little shortcut?” he asked Gheedon. “And what, exactly, are those glowing roots we’re transporting?”

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Inspiration: 1
AC: 17 (chainmail, defensive fighting style)
HP: 10/13 Vitality: 17/17 HD: 1/1d10
Saving Face (1/R)
Second Wind (1/R)
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Hearing his name Gheedon looks up from his gold chain"Lllook I know nnnnothinng... the guy frommm the Vermian Empire, hhhe said thatt the passage wwwould cuttt putty the gguard out pposts. The roots are jjjust glowis, you kkknow glowiinnng roott frrrom ttthe Unnderdarrk." The merchants earlier outburst was clearly all bravado as once again he is stammering and tripping over his words.
 


"Tthe royal guarddd and there tttax"

OOC: the royal guard are a merc group calling themselves the royal guard. They currently have the main trade routes blockaded unless you pay there toll.
 






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