DarkMaster
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Koralled keeps his eyes on the gnoll making sure he doesn't radiate any evil. Not detecting anything he relaxes his stance and give the newcommer a large smiles hoping to break the tension and improve the relation.
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Knightmares of Khorvaire
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As Korthus entered into the room with the others, he felt the tension in the air and called up the words to his spell of entrapment. In the close confines of the inn, as well as the proximity to each other, Korthus felt confident that the web would catch all of them and hold them fast.
While he hated the disguise he was wearing, he far preferred to keep his features mainly dwarven, he knew that there were few dwarven mages in these parts, and even fewer possessing mithril armor. With those facts weighed in, Korthus felt he could keep his composure awhile longer in his present skin.
Luckily, the problem between his companions and those they were sent to guide seemed to boil down as quickly as they had flared up and as the tension settled, Korthus allowed his mind to release the spell for the time being and waited to see how the others would play this hand.
While he hated the disguise he was wearing, he far preferred to keep his features mainly dwarven, he knew that there were few dwarven mages in these parts, and even fewer possessing mithril armor. With those facts weighed in, Korthus felt he could keep his composure awhile longer in his present skin.
Luckily, the problem between his companions and those they were sent to guide seemed to boil down as quickly as they had flared up and as the tension settled, Korthus allowed his mind to release the spell for the time being and waited to see how the others would play this hand.
The tensions in the room run exceedingly high with the charming of the waiter, the discovery of the poison, and the entry into the dining hall of Marta Du'Orien and her band of adventurers. However, cooler heads prevail and the House Orien contact raises her arms in an attempt to have everyone stand down.
Slowly but surely, hands are removed from weapons, frowns are turned into wary smiles, and eyes are met with the realization that almost everyone is on the same team. Tyler Du'Orien stands up from the table and walks over to the woman, and the two grasp hands.
'I am Tyler Du'Orien. It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance. My apologies for everything thus far, we have just discovered some treachery involving this young man...' he motions to the waiter, who smiles large and waves to them both. '...and you surprised us is all.'
'No apologies, my dear Tyler. Allow me to introduce myself and my associates... I am Marta Du'Orien of here in Vedykar, and these are men connected with House Tharashk. May I introduce Tomanta D'Arture, Luthal of Droaam, Morgan the Panther, and Korthus Stonefire?'
As each member is named, they step forward and nod to the Knightmares. Tomanta is dressed in a beautiful darkweave coat and looks to have a bit of intelligence about him, Luthal is a very large and imposing gnoll although it appears as though he makes a conscious effort to minimize his intimidating factors to keep everyone at ease, Morgan is a shifter with black hair and exudes an air of forced contemplative calmness, and the gnome suddenly changes and transforms into a dwarf that appears to be very badly burned.
'A pleasure, gentlemen. Please, everyone let's sit down. If this person here...' he again motions to the waiter, '...knows we are here, then we shouldn't dally here for too long because reinforcements will probably arrive soon.'
Everyone nods and one-by-one everyone takes seats around the table, some eyeing the pitcher of poisoned wine that still remains in it's center. The formerly-elf-now-human waiter continues to stand happily next to Lynx and goes right into serving mode.
'Can I get anyone something to eat? Maybe something to drink?'
Slowly but surely, hands are removed from weapons, frowns are turned into wary smiles, and eyes are met with the realization that almost everyone is on the same team. Tyler Du'Orien stands up from the table and walks over to the woman, and the two grasp hands.
'I am Tyler Du'Orien. It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance. My apologies for everything thus far, we have just discovered some treachery involving this young man...' he motions to the waiter, who smiles large and waves to them both. '...and you surprised us is all.'
'No apologies, my dear Tyler. Allow me to introduce myself and my associates... I am Marta Du'Orien of here in Vedykar, and these are men connected with House Tharashk. May I introduce Tomanta D'Arture, Luthal of Droaam, Morgan the Panther, and Korthus Stonefire?'
As each member is named, they step forward and nod to the Knightmares. Tomanta is dressed in a beautiful darkweave coat and looks to have a bit of intelligence about him, Luthal is a very large and imposing gnoll although it appears as though he makes a conscious effort to minimize his intimidating factors to keep everyone at ease, Morgan is a shifter with black hair and exudes an air of forced contemplative calmness, and the gnome suddenly changes and transforms into a dwarf that appears to be very badly burned.
'A pleasure, gentlemen. Please, everyone let's sit down. If this person here...' he again motions to the waiter, '...knows we are here, then we shouldn't dally here for too long because reinforcements will probably arrive soon.'
Everyone nods and one-by-one everyone takes seats around the table, some eyeing the pitcher of poisoned wine that still remains in it's center. The formerly-elf-now-human waiter continues to stand happily next to Lynx and goes right into serving mode.
'Can I get anyone something to eat? Maybe something to drink?'
Zweischneid
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'uh.. no.. we're still digesting your last offer'
Lynx winces, starting to feel somehow at fault for the charmed wanna-be assassins morbid offer.
Trying to trick more information out of Erreaminin, the Shifter asks with a forced smile
'But since we're all introducing ourselfs, why don't you go ahead and tell us why you're here and who send you?'
Hoping to disquise the inquisition in more idle chatter, Lynx turns towards the newcomers.
'Me? My name is Lynx and I've the honor of being an employee of the renowned Morgrave University.. besides working with Sir Tyler here of course.'
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Tor L'Tha
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Zook
Zook hidden as he was, steps down from his hiding place in the stairs to the second floor. He give all the newcomers a nod with his head.”I'm Zook pleasure to meet you all” He looks around him making sure that just the big party-table hears “This place is not secure, someone knows we are here” he indicates with a nod against Erreaminin ”and did just try to poison us” he picks up the pitcher of poisoned wine ”I will stand guard in the stairs" "reinforcment may come as Tylers says” “Lynx you can tell me the details if i can't hear from where I'm standing” The changeling returns to the stairs.
He keeps one eye on all movements and sounds from the second floor and elsewhere in the Golden Embers. Listen Roll(1d20)+4:12,+4 Total:16 Search Roll(1d20)+8:8,+8 Total:16 Where are the ones who tried to poison us? They sure got this place under vigilance, maybe one more than the fake elf.
Zook loosen his dagger in the belt concealing it with his hands, he lends against the wall and guard the place
Zook hidden as he was, steps down from his hiding place in the stairs to the second floor. He give all the newcomers a nod with his head.”I'm Zook pleasure to meet you all” He looks around him making sure that just the big party-table hears “This place is not secure, someone knows we are here” he indicates with a nod against Erreaminin ”and did just try to poison us” he picks up the pitcher of poisoned wine ”I will stand guard in the stairs" "reinforcment may come as Tylers says” “Lynx you can tell me the details if i can't hear from where I'm standing” The changeling returns to the stairs.
He keeps one eye on all movements and sounds from the second floor and elsewhere in the Golden Embers. Listen Roll(1d20)+4:12,+4 Total:16 Search Roll(1d20)+8:8,+8 Total:16 Where are the ones who tried to poison us? They sure got this place under vigilance, maybe one more than the fake elf.
Zook loosen his dagger in the belt concealing it with his hands, he lends against the wall and guard the place
Margan sits, his arms crossed in front of him and his back straight. He gives ever so slight a smile to the others, and at Zook's statement that the tavern might be unsafe, he suggests, "Perhaps we should move elsewhere, then... there are other taverns in this city, or we could congegrate in a room upstairs." He then turns to Lynx and the others, introducing himself. "I am Margan, a traveler mostly; and a follower of Balinor." The Shifter lifts one eyebrow at the word "traveler", indicating that there is more to the story.
ooc: Defcon...I wasn't planning on Korthus to swap out of his gnome guise until later on, and when he did, he would have shifted to how he looked before the burns, as they are his one vain point. However, what is done is done, so on with the show..
Korthus dropped the gnome disguise as he saw the others beginning to sit down, and cursed as he saw his burned arms before him as the illusion faded.
I have to gain more control over this blasted hat and remember that there is no need to show this to those around me.
Recovering his wits quickly, Korthus willed the magic of the hat to return his features to what they were before he had been caught in the mage's fire. His muscular arms suddenly appeared unmarred, while his patchy and thin beard became full and rich hearty once more.
Satisfied that he was normal once more, Korthus looked at those around the table, his eyes challenging friend and strangers alike to speak of his change. When he was satisfied that none would, he spoke when there was a pause in the introduction among those at the table.
"I am Korthus, or Kort to those I share the road with. I am an apprentice runesmith and journeyman mage. May your days be long and your nights safe as we travel together."
Korthus dropped the gnome disguise as he saw the others beginning to sit down, and cursed as he saw his burned arms before him as the illusion faded.
I have to gain more control over this blasted hat and remember that there is no need to show this to those around me.
Recovering his wits quickly, Korthus willed the magic of the hat to return his features to what they were before he had been caught in the mage's fire. His muscular arms suddenly appeared unmarred, while his patchy and thin beard became full and rich hearty once more.
Satisfied that he was normal once more, Korthus looked at those around the table, his eyes challenging friend and strangers alike to speak of his change. When he was satisfied that none would, he spoke when there was a pause in the introduction among those at the table.
"I am Korthus, or Kort to those I share the road with. I am an apprentice runesmith and journeyman mage. May your days be long and your nights safe as we travel together."
ShaggySpellsword
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"My name is Lyran. This is Kolarred. If we go somewhere else, we shall have to go fetch our horses. Do you know a safer location? I presume that a parade through the street with all of us will certainly be lower profile than sitting here and getting some unpoisoned food and drink to discuss things over. We could also set a guard if we are being particularly skittish."
ShaggySpellsword said:
"I think going upstairs might be the best option, although the room might get a little crowded. We should plan on departing as quickly as possible, however." Tomanta began tapping a finger on the top of the table. "Of course, the question is what do we do with our friend here once he has told us what he knows?" Tom moves his eyes towards the would-be assassin.