Island Empire, Part III, The Lich's Curse

[mleibrock]

Radoon

"Yes, actually, these are some of my better ones. I've been an avid hunter for years. My Nephew helped on some of these and of course faithful Oolag and his team helped me as well. I'm particularly proud of the Dragon of course." He points to the massive head of a mature green dragon above the fireplace. "I bagged much of the game that will be served this evening as well. Nothing terrible exotic for this meal though the main course will be a wild boar who was most tenacious. I was disappointed to find the dragon was really quite unpalatable."

As The Count gestures to the Dragon, Radoon thinks to himself..."How did I not see that?" He then begins to wonder if the drinks are drugged and will switch to water.

 

[J. Alexander]

The Hunter

Goeffrey will remian silent and listen to the conservation around him. As the courses are served Geoffrey will call upon the skills necessary to move food about the plate in the semblance of eating while consuming very litte...fully expecting the count to pick uip on it.

"I take it then you serve as his Grace's Beaters, when he hunts" He finally inquires of the orc.

 

[Scotley]

"Sometimes, it all depends upon the game in question. At other times we scout or track. Other game is so dangerous we merely maintain the camp and bear the gear."

 

[Scotley]

"You say 'we' as if your entire tribe is employed by the Count! Surely that can't be what you really mean, is it? Does his generosity extend even as far as this?" Gnurl looks somewhat surprised as he begins to enjoy the mushroom and squash soup, and the wine.

"Those of us who serve the Count are all of the Brightblade tribe. The Brightblades can certainly be found elsewhere, but those of us in the Count's service have been very fortunate."

 

[Leif]

Gnurl Whiskerling hp76/76,AC23

"I see," says Gnurl, "That must be a very good arrangement for all concerned, then." Gnurl begins to wonder just how many orcs are in the count's "service," but he'll not say anymore for now.

 

[Lou]

Zurrik Odeil

"You must travel extensively to hunt this wide a variety of game. I must admit to being at a loss to place the name.. Where do you call home, apart from this island?"

 

[Scotley]

"Ah, the island is my only home. The thing is this island has some very unique properties that make it ideal for my hunting excursions." He seems content to leave the subject with that cryptic remark.

Another course comes out just now, a small pie of game birds and potatoes. The wine this time is blush Chablis.

 

[Leif]

Gnurl Whiskerling hp76/76,AC23

OOC: Gnurl will taste each wine that is brought to him, but he is mostly drinking from his water glass. It wouldn't do to have impaired judgment.

 

[Scotley]

Another course soon follows, the main course of wild boar. Each person receives a section of short ribs, a piece of tenderloin and a nice chop all on a bed of mashed sweet potato. The wine is a claret. "I'm particularly fond of this wine. A friend of mine who has several vineyards in the Western Reach used to blend it special for me from the best of all his fields. It has been aging for some years in my cellar." This time he nods for a glass and inhales deeply and smiles though he does not drink. "Ah it is aging very well." Those of you who taste it find it to be extremely good.

"So gentlemen what brings you out here? Your course would suggest a trip to the border isles. I am just returning from a successful hunting trip there myself."

 

[Leif]

Gnurl Whiskerling hp76/76,AC23

Gnurl, seeing the host does not even taste the wine, will immediately stop pretending to even inhale the vapors from it that might have who-knows-what effect upon a person! "Our business, Sir, is our own. But since you have been so gracious to us, I will tell you of our errand: we are on an expedition to prepare nautical charts for our patron. Interestingly, this island does not appear on any of the previous charts from which we are working. Have you an explanation for that glaring, inexcusable omission?"