Kulan: Knightfall's Heroes of Carnell Game [IC]

Lorien nods at the knight. Forget the lord part, and just call me Lorien. I just wanted to see how your father reacts. He takes the hand, though he has never understood this particular habit of humans. I might have a family name to call noble, but I left that life decades ago. Maybe in a couple of centuries I'll return to my home to take my place, but now, I'm just another adventurer.

He listens to the talk about the harpies and sits down. Foul beasts. It seems the troubles with them are escalating. I do hope our help will be enough to quell them.
 

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"A pleasure to meet you my Sir Eban, I'm sure your beloved father don't have any malice after his harsh exteriors. It's a good tactic to hide one's weaknesses. I take that your father is an intelligent man." Quinn states plainly, and sits at the table. When the harpies are mentioned, he frowns and turns to the knight. "I shall personally slain those feathered monstrosities. Repulsive things..." Quinn keeps cursing in a quite closed dialect.
 

Lorien nods at the knight. Forget the lord part, and just call me Lorien. I just wanted to see how your father reacts. He takes the hand, though he has never understood this particular habit of humans. I might have a family name to call noble, but I left that life decades ago. Maybe in a couple of centuries I'll return to my home to take my place, but now, I'm just another adventurer.
"I thank you, Lorien." Sir Ebal replies as he grasps your hand in friendship. "And you may all just call me Ghal when my father and the Lady are not around. I'm sure Lady Pendour wouldn't mind the informality but it's best to address her properly unless she says otherwise."

"A pleasure to meet you my Sir Eban, I'm sure your beloved father don't have any malice after his harsh exteriors. It's a good tactic to hide one's weaknesses. I take that your father is an intelligent man." Quinn states plainly, and sits at the table.
"Indeed. My father's behavior was simply the act of a man who lacks tact with those he does not know. He is abrupt but he is a decent man," Ghal says. "And, yes, he is quite intelligent but sometimes his great intellect gets in the way of his good sense."

He listens to the talk about the harpies and sits down. Foul beasts. It seems the troubles with them are escalating. I do hope our help will be enough to quell them.

When the harpies are mentioned, he frowns and turns to the knight. "I shall personally slain those feathered monstrosities. Repulsive things..." Quinn keeps cursing in a quite closed dialect.
"The cretures have been an evil plague on our community for as long as I can remember. The previous lord rarely gave them a second thought. His attitude infected our community and the locals grew used to graves being defiled and sheep being slaughtered by the beasts. People often disappear, which keeps Carnell from growing as it should. We have become as used to the attacks as the harsh storms that roll in off the sea.

"That all changed a year ago when Lady Pendour's husband inherited the manor from his uncle. Lord Pendour was an idealistic young knight who hoped to rid our community of these evil creatures. His death was tragic. He was a great man."
Sir Ebal's sorrow is reflected in his eyes.

"Indeed he was," a voice rings out from above like chimes in the wind. "I thank you for your kind words, Guardian."

Looking up to the second floor balcony, you see two noble ladies, one older and one younger, standing near the railing on the northern side of the room. Both are dressed in the trappings of nobility; although, their garments are tastefully simple. They would seem plain in a grand city but here they are visions of grace and beauty.

"Lady Pendour," Sir Ebal bows. "I am pleased that my words give you comfort."

He sweeps his hand towards the table where you are sitting.

"These are the heroes that stayed at the Gurnard's Arms last night and so beguiled the locals with their company and tales of adventure."

Lady Pendour looks at each of you one by one. The light streaming in from the manor's skylight highlights her face perfectly and her features are beautifully serene.

"I welcome you to my home, travelers, and to Carnell. I hope all that I have heard of your good nature is true. We are in great need of heroes. I, personally, need your help in recovering an important item from the roost of the harpies that plague Carnell. Plus, if you can determine what exactly happened to my husband, I would be extremely grateful.

"Unfortunately, I cannot pay you great sums of gold as we are a poor community, but I can offer you a token payment for your services if you feel you must be paid. Also, you are free to keep anything that you uncover in the beast's lair. The tower was a great fortress once and I am sure that it still holds many secrets. I also have a meager library of books and scrolls that you may reference in pursuit of this goal. I doubt any of them are magical, but the books should be informative nonetheless."
 

"It's undoubtedly mine the honour to meet you personally Lady Pendour, and also a pleasure to meet your daughter. My lady." Quinn springs out of his chair to make a reverence.
"My condolescences for your lost my lady." the warrior nods, lowering his eyes for a pair of seconds. "My name is Quinn, gladiator of the north." the man introduces himself.
 

Sheyla

Sheyla bows slightly towards the two noble ladies in an act of courtesy, after all these were just humans, noble birth or not.

“It is, indeed, a great loss you have suffered, and this community, for from what we have heard, your husband has been a good man. I will gladly aid you in recovering what is rightfully yours, and shed light into the mystery of his passing on. Also the threat to this peaceful community posed by the winged terrors will be dealt with. Rest assured, that we did not come to claim your gold, but to offer our help first and foremost. Naturally, gold is useful in this world, and as such we will gladly accept, what you can offer, but I at least do not consider it a necessity.”
 

Halmar will follow the lead of the elves in their treatment of the human nobles, having less experience than his travelling companions.

"I have lost many clansmen to the threat of monstrous foes and can understand your pain. I agree with Sheyla, gold is not a necessity, but rather, an added benefit. I am known as Halmar the Unseen to my people, tracker, hunter, slayer of threats, and I am at your service, m'lady." the large barbarian says, with a slight bow towards the Lady and her daughter.

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How old is the daughter? Also, how old is Lady Pendour?
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As soon as he notices the women, Lorien is on his feet. My lady. He bows deep. I am Lorien, singer of songs and veawer of tales, and I look forward to see where this tale leads.

He lets the others introduce themselves before continuing. As my friends have stated, money is not important, but a suitable gift of appreciation will not be turned down. I myself would be delighted to have a look at your library.
 

As soon as he notices the women, Lorien is on his feet. My lady. He bows deep. I am Lorien, singer of songs and veawer of tales, and I look forward to see where this tale leads.

Sheyla bows slightly towards the two noble ladies in an act of courtesy, after all these were just humans, noble birth or not.

“It is, indeed, a great loss you have suffered, and this community, for from what we have heard, your husband has been a good man. I will gladly aid you in recovering what is rightfully yours, and shed light into the mystery of his passing on. Also the threat to this peaceful community posed by the winged terrors will be dealt with. Rest assured, that we did not come to claim your gold, but to offer our help first and foremost. Naturally, gold is useful in this world, and as such we will gladly accept, what you can offer, but I at least do not consider it a necessity.”
"I welcome you both. While the Strandlands has its fair share of elven citizens, we rarely have elven visitors here in Carnell. Are you two from Minar?" she replies. "And I am glad that monetary recompense isn't your group's primary reason for being here. It gives me hope for Carnell's future."

Halmar will follow the lead of the elves in their treatment of the human nobles, having less experience than his travelling companions.

"I have lost many clansmen to the threat of monstrous foes and can understand your pain. I agree with Sheyla, gold is not a necessity, but rather, an added benefit. I am known as Halmar the Unseen to my people, tracker, hunter, slayer of threats, and I am at your service, m'lady." the large barbarian says, with a slight bow towards the Lady and her daughter.
"I thank you for your offered service, Halmar. You will be serving not only me but also the citizens of Carnell as well if we come to an agreement. If we do then you will have a chance to slay these monsters that trouble my people."

"It's undoubtedly mine the honour to meet you personally Lady Pendour, and also a pleasure to meet your daughter. My lady." Quinn springs out of his chair to make a reverence.
"My condolescences for your lost my lady." the warrior nods, lowering his eyes for a pair of seconds. "My name is Quinn, gladiator of the north." the man introduces himself.
"I admire your vigor and obvious strength, Quinn. We greatly respect warriors in the Strandlands. You shall have the opportunity to test your skills while here. Perhaps a sparring match between you and Sir Ebal could be arranged," Lady Pendour looks to her Guardian.

"I would be honored to fight a bloodless match if you are so inclined," the knight nods to Quinn. "I have some experience in the fighting circle. It will have to wait until after your mission, however. The harpies must be dealt with and quickly."

"Of course," Lady Pendour says. "There is some urgency regarding the misison that I'm asking you to undertake. You will have just three days beyond today to find my husband's body and retrieve the item I need -- a special key that opens a sealed stone sarcophagus in the Pendour Family crypt.

"I'm sure you've heard by now that someone is blackmailing my family. They have threatened me and my children with death or worse if I don't hand over whatever is sealed in the sarcophagus. While I have no idea what is sealed inside, I worry that the blackmailer will use it for some evil purpose. With the crypt's key, I might gain some leverage against this person, whoever they are."


Lady Pendour and her daughter walks gracefully towards a spiral staircase built into the north wall as she speaks to you all. The staircase is a solid wood construct that blends seemlessly into the wall. It was nearly invisible to the untrained eye until she and her daughter started their descent. By the time she is finished speaking, they have traversed the distance to the main floor and seated themselves at the table.

"I think I will choose you to undertake this mission if you agree to not only return the key to me but also my husband's body as well. You must also destroy the harpies and any other evil that infests the tower of Gurnard's Head.

"The coast is known for its crab-like sea spiders and other vicious creatures. My people speak of rumors of some great turtle-like creature that attacks boats, but I've never seen any proof of it. Still, I must caution you to be careful. The best way to the sea rock is by boat. You can get there by land but only at low tide. During high tide, you could become trapped on the rock, so be mindful of the time of day.

"No doubt the blackmailer has his own agents in this little drama, so you should watch your backs. I cannot even fathom who they might be, but I can honestly say that I trust the people of Carnell to be the side that frees our community from this menace. However, my late husband's uncle had many enemies. He was not a popular man in Carnell and someone might be holding a grudge."


He lets the others introduce themselves before continuing. As my friends have stated, money is not important, but a suitable gift of appreciation will not be turned down. I myself would be delighted to have a look at your library.
"I can offer you as much as 100 gp each once you've succeeded in bringing back the crypt key and my late husband's remains. You may stay at Gurnard's Arms for free; this will include meals and any other services that Rosemergy normally offers. I will recompense her for as long as you are on this mission. The library will be available to you from noon until dusk. Do we have an agreement?"
 


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