(LHHS) The Light Hearted Hack n' Slash Game (I)

[Lichtenhart]

Wow, here's another one, and a choir-boy too! This way my share of money is gonna be next to nothing! I swear: if he only tries to smile at her, it's stab time!

"Hello Thelon, I'm Mak'Teh-Nar and these are Yorick, Khala, Krindor and there is also Brawn who got out. We found we're all looking for a job. You surely haven't such a problem, have you?"

As the others introduce themselves, Mak will peek at the sheets the boy brought in.

 

[Dalamar]

Krindor bows slightly to the newcomer.
"Follower of the gods, I see. I am Krindor Wingblade, and I am delighted to meet you. It is always good to know that the gods are looking upon us."

As she bowed, a few strands of golden hair dropped over her face and she wiped them behind her ear.

 

[Darkwolf]

"We are becoming quite a decent group here. Perhaps we should band together and find out what the elf wants or challenge one of these flyers. Mak'Teh-Nar, anything interesting on those sheets you just looked through?"

 

[reapersaurus]

OOC: creamsteak - you said the screams happened before the adventurers got up from the table - they were oblivious in their drink. Could Brawn check out the sound, and then come back to see them talking to the group? (depending on how long looking around the back of the pub takes)

 

[Creamsteak]

Yorick looks at the lizardfolk that came over to speak in draconic, "I am not sure what your looking for. He said he was just having his bird fly about and pick stuff up. We didn't call you over, you choose to come over and ask the questions." Yorick stares intently at the lizardman.

OOC: Yorick expects the lizardfolk to react badly to his statement and is expecting an attack. He will ready to take a 10ft movement if someone goes to swings at him.

The three men are obviously drunk. They do not appear violent however. They simply ask everyone one last time, "are you sure you didn't want us? I thought you said something..."

 

[Creamsteak]

After shaking hands with the drow, Krindor puts the glove on her hand again.
"I am Krindor Wingblade, champion of good."

This is when the lizardmen come.
The breton looks at the lizardmen intently. She uses her innate ability to sense the presence of evil.

They don't detect as evil, but they do detect as drunk.

 

[Creamsteak]

Brawn runs out towards the directions of the screaming. He comes upon a dimly lit barn in the middle of the night. The screaming continues for a second, then ends just as Brawn is approaching around a corner. You can hear the sounds of bones being broken and skin being ripped from flesh. All this combined with the sound of teeth gnawing on raw meat. Brawn, without fear, looks around the corner into the barn...

Brawn retreats back to the bar where the large party of adventurers are, though not sure whether he was spotted or not. He frantically comes in the front door.

 

[Creamsteak]

Wow, here's another one, and a choir-boy too! This way my share of money is gonna be next to nothing! I swear: if he only tries to smile at her, it's stab time!

"Hello Thelon, I'm Mak'Teh-Nar and these are Yorick, Khala, Krindor and there is also Brawn who got out. We found we're all looking for a job. You surely haven't such a problem, have you?"

As the others introduce themselves, Mak will peek at the sheets the boy brought in.

News of the Month,

The scrolls written by Cloth were found six weeks ago in a butcher’s shop. Six hundred thousand gold pieces were exchanged for the scrolls of cloth by the museum of independently wealthy mages possession. (The article continues for quite a while)

For the first time in known history, a Night-Troll was slain in combat. Sixteen of the Knights of the Temple of the Order of the Moon of the Sun were able to destroy the troll utterly, overwhelming it’s incredible regenerative abilities through the use of a magic item crafted by the Archmage of the Temple of the Order of the Moon of the Sun. The Troll was the same one that killed the prince of the Temple of the Order of the Moon of the Sun, and it took a meager six days to track down to the southern troll-lands.

Because there are no records of any similar events ever succeeding, it is unknown what will happen from this point. It is suspected that Night Trolls are exceptionally intelligent, and could be rivals to humans in organization and industriousness. (The article goes in depth about the Troll Lands).

(If you would like to read further some other time I can continue these stories)

 

[reapersaurus]

Brawn runs up to the bar and yells inside "Hey - guys!
There'sss a monsster out here ripping up people. " before running back to the location, pulling his Fullblade.

(if you want to say he's been armored and weaponed by now.
Otherwise, he keeps them back at his stable at the barn and has to go get them)

 

[Kalanyr]

Khelon smiles at the Imp.
" Well, I don't have much else to do. I don't really have the skill to go out and lead an army or start a temple yet. I could use some life experience. Nice of you to offer. "

before turning to Krindor.

"It is a pleasure to meet you too. Warriors for Good are a rarity to find. The gods are always looking over us. They just believe its important to give us enough freedom to face our own destinies."

Khelon looks up when Brawn yells out and unsheathes his rapier and heads out to see what is going on.