M1: Just a Treasure Hunt?? (Bront Judging)

[Redclaw]

We have begun the hunt, why would we call it off now. I'm a bit thrown off by the theatrics, but not enough to lose the scent entirely. Corran looks grimly at Gregory. What is expected if we encounter your brother? What forces do you expect him to have with him?

 

[Moggthegob]

Terran rolls over, still sleeping in hopes that Kol Korran will still grant him his spells.

(sorry i for some reason had completely forgotten about this game )

 

[Dirk Nightbreese]

Moving to sit upon his bunk, the rock of the elemental bound ship plowing through the sea causing the Wizard to sway, Genithar turns his almond shaped keen brown eyes upon Gregory.

As they narrow, the elf questions, 'Gregory, these developments are surprising. We of course stand with you. What of these other groups though? You mentioned the Emerald Claw, well known to us Karrnathis, and House Cannith. Which branch of the Iron Bull sets itself to this task? Obviously, you are set on your course. I for one, know this group shall uphold our bargain and escort you to this treasure, with the knowledge that all treasure acquired otherwise will be divided amongst us."

Taking a breath, Genithar looks around to his companions; some asleep, some engaged, some even...missing, but the Wizard continued, 'Make no mistake, good master Gregory, our path IS more perilous with these groups in our way. I am disappointed you did not mention them before, but if you will understand that at least I am not ready to die for this quest, I believe our professional relationship will escape undamaged, for I believe that the history of the future is unwritten and I believe our fellowship shall be victorious. But we should proceed to the site with as much haste as careful progress will allow. I am ready for this mission, let us hope our time in Stormreach will be brief after departure."

 

[LogicsFate]

Shadé closed her eyes and listened. She knew what was going on, it was a bit much for her but she knew even more than she let on. Soon.

 

[stonegod]

Thral'k steps silently back into the room behind the others, snorts, then settles back down.

 

[Dirk Nightbreese]

The Wizard nods knowingly at the pygmy lizardman, though turns a serious gaze upon Gregory, obviously wanting some reaction, perhaps answers, and no doubt a desire to get back to sleep.

 

[Mellubb]

"I know the danger has increased which is why I told you before we reached the shore. I wish you would continue under our agreement and know you are indeed fighting for a noble cause. I know it is late. We will continue conversation in the morning." With that he and Plank leave the room.

 

[Dirk Nightbreese]

Genithar bows and returns to sleep, though he tosses more than before.

 

[Mellubb]

The next few days are uneventful. The crew goes about their work, Gregory reviews the map with you and everything to be going almost too smoothly. On the evening of you 10th day at sea the ship stops by a very small island. The captain orders the crew to drop anchor and some of them go to shore playing a game similar to soccer. They invite anyone who wants to go down and play to do so. Gregory, Plank, and the Captain stay on board as does a few of the crew. Before anyone goes down Gregory gathers you all together and says "No need to worry. This is where we will meet our guides. I am not sure how long our delay will be. They kinda got their own calandar. I hope it is not too long. So for now I think it may be a good idea for you all to get some land under your feet we could be here a while.

 

[LogicsFate]

Shadé goes with the crew, badly needing some motion, some action, some time on land.

Brimming with excitement she'll put her all into this unfamiliar game.