Mark of the Wyrm

[Redclaw]

Garren walks over to Grogan. I'm with you, friend. Pretty clothes and formal behavior won't help you live long in the wilds. I'd rather be out there facing threats I can understand.
With a shrug, Garren looks around at the others. I don't really have any appropriate clothing. Should we see about finding some?

 

[Stonecipher]

Stonecipher can barely hold back the start at being addressed by these human's lord. Trying to think fast, not knowing which answer would be best stammers out "Yes...uh...um...Lord...I am acquainted with 'em. Just a little late....Lord."

After the lord turns away he whispers in dwarven. "Never had much need for 'em where I been. S'pose I need to pay better attention here."

 

[Tharune]

"Spendid, then!" Ashchenon claps his hands together once. "I'll see you all then,
this evening. Just present yourselves at the postern gate of the Palace."

OOC: Just describe what you're wearing at the palace, and what you want to
do before getting there...

 

[Bloodcookie]

If everyone is agreeable, Carfal bids them farewell until the evening's meeting. He proceeds to find an inn, bath-house, or... discreetly located horse trough... to wash himself, before retiring to his room at the Song and Sheep, taking out parchment and his calligrapher's implements, and composing a brief letter of introduction, embellished with hints of silver and crimson ink, to present for himself at the palace.

He will make his way to the palace this evening in his humble robe, holy symbol prominently on display.

 

[FreeXenon]

Grogan (Half-Orc Barbarian); HP: 31

Grogan will wander off to find the nearest lake, stream or other convenient water source. If Kavin would like to join him, or if he has a better idea he will go with that. Perhaps Garren will join them.

He plans on rinsing himself and then making a basic attempt a rinsing off his gear, that's about it - complaining and grumbling about 'formal' and 'serpents'.

 

[Jemal]

Kevin nodded to Garren's comment "Sounds like a good plan to me. A Wash and then some.. shopping." He went with Grogan (And whoever else accompanies them) to wash in a nearby pool/river/whatever. In his homeland, washing would be done in the open, but he'd very quickly learned that the self-styled 'civilized' people went to great lengths to hide their true selves under as many layers of clothing as possible, even when it wasn't needed. He had a feeling that this 'formal atire' was going to be just that, and was looking forward to it no more than Grogan.
'Modesty'.. hmmph, more like fear.

Once they are bathed, they head out looking for.. 'formal' wear, Kevin looking to whoever might have a clue to help him out.

 

[Neurotic]

Logan to Stonecypher

In dwarven:
I have a room in dwarven tavern, if you are new to town, you're welcome to peruse it. There is dwarven ale, bath and fair selection of dwarven sized items of clotching.


Logan will take a bath, pray, try to educate rough youth if he has a chance and go to the party in full priestly regalia.

 

[Redclaw]

Garren smiles at Grogan's suggestion of finding a suitable place to bathe outside the confines of the city, thankful for an excuse to escape the press of people. He joins them, even tries to guide them to an out-of-the-way location. He also seems to be a bit less gruff and paranoid once they leave the city.
Once finished, and recharged by the peace of a natural setting, he tries to locate a more acceptable set of clothing for the upcoming conversation with Lord Aschernon.
[sblock=ooc] knowledge (geography) +2 to find a location, then try to find an artisan's outfit for dinner (not willing to buy courtier's clothes for one meeting. [/sblock]

 

[Ambrus]

Vorastrix watches the crowd begin to disperse as the various invitees break into groups and wander off to prepare for the evening. By the looks of it, most of them weren't any more experienced with such occasions as was the small dragon itself. With no need for clothes or to wash itself, Vorastrix slips off of the sill it had been perched upon to catch the air with its unfurled wings while using its magic to slowly regain altitude. With nothing else pressing to do the small maroon dragon returns to exploring this new strange city from the rooftops.[sblock=Tharune]Vor intends to continue searching the city, trying to familiarize itself with the various shops and merchants in the area. Locating a potential buyer for the magical kukri would be ideal. Failing that, locating a good hiding place for the blade, reachable only by air, is the dragon's next immediate goal. Inside a chimney top, beneath the tiles of a rooftop or concealed inside an abandoned belfry would be good spots I'd think. If large and secure enough, Vorastrix might start using such a space as a temporary lair.

Does the kukri have any distinguishing features? How strong is its magical aura? If Vorastrix has reason to suspect it may be better than a +1 blade, it might sacrifice an identify scroll to discern its properties.[/sblock]When the time for the meeting nears, Vorastrix will make its way towards the palace (assuming it can identify it) and end up perching on the highest point it can find that overlooks the palace gate.

 

[Tharune]

If everyone is agreeable, Carfal bids them farewell until the evening's meeting. He proceeds to find an inn, bath-house, or... discreetly located horse trough... to wash himself, before retiring to his room at the Song and Sheep, taking out parchment and his calligrapher's implements, and composing a brief letter of introduction, embellished with hints of silver and crimson ink, to present for himself at the palace.

He will make his way to the palace this evening in his humble robe, holy symbol prominently on display.

Success! Carfal is clean and priestly and now has a letter.

Grogan will wander off to find the nearest lake, stream or other convenient water source. If Kavin would like to join him, or if he has a better idea he will go with that. Perhaps Garren will join them.

He plans on rinsing himself and then making a basic attempt a rinsing off his gear, that's about it - complaining and grumbling about 'formal' and 'serpents'.

Kevin nodded to Garren's comment "Sounds like a good plan to me. A Wash and then some.. shopping." He went with Grogan (And whoever else accompanies them) to wash in a nearby pool/river/whatever. In his homeland, washing would be done in the open, but he'd very quickly learned that the self-styled 'civilized' people went to great lengths to hide their true selves under as many layers of clothing as possible, even when it wasn't needed. He had a feeling that this 'formal atire' was going to be just that, and was looking forward to it no more than Grogan.
'Modesty'.. hmmph, more like fear.

Once they are bathed, they head out looking for.. 'formal' wear, Kevin looking to whoever might have a clue to help him out.

Success! Assuming Grogan is for the 'fairie eye for the barbarian guy' approach,
appropriate clothing is found at PHB prices. Looking forward to hearing the
description...

In dwarven to Stonecipher:
I have a room in dwarven tavern, if you are new to town, you're welcome to peruse it. There is dwarven ale, bath and fair selection of dwarven sized items of clotching.


Logan will take a bath, pray, try to educate rough youth if he has a chance and go to the party in full priestly regalia.

Success! Logan is clean and priestly and ready to go.

Garren smiles at Grogan's suggestion of finding a suitable place to bathe outside the confines of the city, thankful for an excuse to escape the press of people. He joins them, even tries to guide them to an out-of-the-way location. He also seems to be a bit less gruff and paranoid once they leave the city.
Once finished, and recharged by the peace of a natural setting, he tries to locate a more acceptable set of clothing for the upcoming conversation with Lord Aschernon.

knowledge (geography) +2 to find a location, then try to find an artisan's outfit for dinner (not willing to buy courtier's clothes for one meeting.

As above, no problem. After hearing the reason, and failing to sell a courtier's
outfit, shops rush to sell you what you need.

Vorastrix watches the crowd begin to disperse as the various invitees break into groups and wander off to prepare for the evening. By the looks of it, most of them weren't any more experienced with such occasions as was the small dragon itself. With no need for clothes or to wash itself, Vorastrix slips off of the sill it had been perched upon to catch the air with its unfurled wings while using its magic to slowly regain altitude. With nothing else pressing to do the small maroon dragon returns to exploring this new strange city from the rooftops.
Tharune
Vor intends to continue searching the city, trying to familiarize itself with the various shops and merchants in the area. Locating a potential buyer for the magical kukri would be ideal. Failing that, locating a good hiding place for the blade, reachable only by air, is the dragon's next immediate goal. Inside a chimney top, beneath the tiles of a rooftop or concealed inside an abandoned belfry would be good spots I'd think. If large and secure enough, Vorastrix might start using such a space as a temporary lair.

Does the kukri have any distinguishing features? How strong is its magical aura? If Vorastrix has reason to suspect it may be better than a +1 blade, it might sacrifice an identify scroll to discern its properties.
When the time for the meeting nears, Vorastrix will make its way towards the palace (assuming it can identify it) and end up perching on the highest point it can find that overlooks the palace gate.

Sounds like a scroll is in order. Once used, the dragon sees that the kukiri
is a +2 keen weapon. He does find the palace gate readily enough and will be
present when the party comes to the gate.