Party of five. Day 1.
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Day 1, 21:00
As the party is explaining the situation to Dolom, The Master Guardsman, people from the surrounding houses and shops come forward to corroborate their story. Dolom sends one of his deputies to check on the man to see if any thing can be done and also to try and determine the victims identity.
Dolom is impressed with the heroism and bravery displayed by the PCs. He rewards them 2 gp each for assisting the Watch and becomes a friendly contact within the Watch.
After the situation has been resolved Dolom tells the party to go about their business and they will investigate the crime scene further.
Shortly after leaving the bridge, the adventurers are approached by another cloaked figure, his hood pulled tight to keep out the rain. He shows them a signet ring with the House Cannith symbol emblazoned on it. "If you would know the truth of Bonal Geldem's murder, go to the Broken Anvil tavern at dawn." Before the PCs can ask questions, the figure turns away and quickly disappears into the night. The Broken Anvil is a small tavern located in the
Mason's Tower.
Party actions please.
As the party is explaining the situation to Dolom, The Master Guardsman, people from the surrounding houses and shops come forward to corroborate their story. Dolom sends one of his deputies to check on the man to see if any thing can be done and also to try and determine the victims identity.
Dolom is impressed with the heroism and bravery displayed by the PCs. He rewards them 2 gp each for assisting the Watch and becomes a friendly contact within the Watch.
After the situation has been resolved Dolom tells the party to go about their business and they will investigate the crime scene further.
Shortly after leaving the bridge, the adventurers are approached by another cloaked figure, his hood pulled tight to keep out the rain. He shows them a signet ring with the House Cannith symbol emblazoned on it. "If you would know the truth of Bonal Geldem's murder, go to the Broken Anvil tavern at dawn." Before the PCs can ask questions, the figure turns away and quickly disappears into the night. The Broken Anvil is a small tavern located in the
Mason's Tower.
Party actions please.
Argent Silvermage
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Morphain
Morphain looks to his friends and says, "Well, wasn't that overly dramatic. What do you all think? interested in breakfast at that Inn?"
Morphain looks to his friends and says, "Well, wasn't that overly dramatic. What do you all think? interested in breakfast at that Inn?"
ShaggySpellsword
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"I believe this is the path I am meant to walk this night. I am glad to have company upon it."
Day1, 22:30.
The party finds the "Broken Anvil Tavern" after searching for a little while through the may side alleys and byways in the district housing Mason's Tower.
Being quite tired after the long day they have had the party puts the gold reward they got from Dolom to good use and buys a place to sleep until the morning.
OCC: All characters can replenish spells and infusions.
The next morning the party rises early to be sure to meet their dawn appointment, when they come down stairs into the common room they are welcomed by a halfling matron who leads them to a secluded table near the back of the common room.
"My Lady," the halfling says to the woman already seated at the table, "your guests have arrived."
The human female in the dark blue cloak has delicate features, dark blue eyes, and sleek black hair bound with silver and turquoise ornaments. She wears a signet ring of House Cannith on her right ring finger and speaks in a soft but clear voice. "Thank you for coming. We have important business to discuss that relates to the unfortunate death of Bonal Geldem. Please, sit down."
She points to glasses and three pitchers—ale, wine, and water—then gets right to business.
" I have been working with Provost Geldem to recover a family heirloom," " Lady Elaydren explains. " We were to meet earlier last night, but as you know, he never made it. I learned from the Watch what had transpired, and so sent
one of my men to track you down."
She continues. "The heirloom, according to family legends, was locked away in a foundry that dates back to pre-Galifar Sharn. Poor Bonal believed he discovered the location of the foundry in an ancient House Cannith journal. I was going to fund an expedition to go to the site, but without Bonal. . ." Her voice trails off. Then she leans close. "Perhaps you would be willing to recover the heirloom for me. For a generous reward, of course."
At this point Elaydren hands then an ancient journal. Her signet ring and the mithral threads on the cover glow in unison as she takes hold of the small book. When she opens it, the blank pages immediately begin to fill with delicate script and line drawings. She turns to a specific page, studies it for a moment, and then pulls a folded map from inside her cloak.
"The location of the lost foundry is deep within the Dorasharn Tower,"
Lady Elaydren proclaims. "Fifty-seven levels below the tower's present-day sewer system. I offer you one thousand gold pieces and the good will of my house if you recover the heirloom and return it to me. Will you help me?"
The party finds the "Broken Anvil Tavern" after searching for a little while through the may side alleys and byways in the district housing Mason's Tower.
Being quite tired after the long day they have had the party puts the gold reward they got from Dolom to good use and buys a place to sleep until the morning.
OCC: All characters can replenish spells and infusions.
The next morning the party rises early to be sure to meet their dawn appointment, when they come down stairs into the common room they are welcomed by a halfling matron who leads them to a secluded table near the back of the common room.
"My Lady," the halfling says to the woman already seated at the table, "your guests have arrived."
The human female in the dark blue cloak has delicate features, dark blue eyes, and sleek black hair bound with silver and turquoise ornaments. She wears a signet ring of House Cannith on her right ring finger and speaks in a soft but clear voice. "Thank you for coming. We have important business to discuss that relates to the unfortunate death of Bonal Geldem. Please, sit down."
She points to glasses and three pitchers—ale, wine, and water—then gets right to business.
" I have been working with Provost Geldem to recover a family heirloom," " Lady Elaydren explains. " We were to meet earlier last night, but as you know, he never made it. I learned from the Watch what had transpired, and so sent
one of my men to track you down."
She continues. "The heirloom, according to family legends, was locked away in a foundry that dates back to pre-Galifar Sharn. Poor Bonal believed he discovered the location of the foundry in an ancient House Cannith journal. I was going to fund an expedition to go to the site, but without Bonal. . ." Her voice trails off. Then she leans close. "Perhaps you would be willing to recover the heirloom for me. For a generous reward, of course."
At this point Elaydren hands then an ancient journal. Her signet ring and the mithral threads on the cover glow in unison as she takes hold of the small book. When she opens it, the blank pages immediately begin to fill with delicate script and line drawings. She turns to a specific page, studies it for a moment, and then pulls a folded map from inside her cloak.
"The location of the lost foundry is deep within the Dorasharn Tower,"
Lady Elaydren proclaims. "Fifty-seven levels below the tower's present-day sewer system. I offer you one thousand gold pieces and the good will of my house if you recover the heirloom and return it to me. Will you help me?"
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Argent Silvermage
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Amazed at the journal more than anything else, Morphain looks on in wonder until he realises The Lady has stopped speaking. "My Lady? What exactly is the Heirloom?"
He drinks some water and thjinks about how House Cannith used to think the warforged were posessions not people and wonders if she's asking them to become slavers.
He drinks some water and thjinks about how House Cannith used to think the warforged were posessions not people and wonders if she's asking them to become slavers.
Uri finishes his tankard of ale and sets it down.
"Eh, there's six moons ahead of us and six behind. Let's do this..."
OOC: "Six moons ahead of us and six behind..." is a gnollish saying for "it doesn't matter either way..." Where's the thirteenth? Gnolls aren't the brightest of humanoids...
"Eh, there's six moons ahead of us and six behind. Let's do this..."
OOC: "Six moons ahead of us and six behind..." is a gnollish saying for "it doesn't matter either way..." Where's the thirteenth? Gnolls aren't the brightest of humanoids...
Ringmereth
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"Why might it be worth such a sum for us to simply go and fetch it? Do you believe there will be serious risks involved?" asks the monk as he sips a glass of water and watches the woman.
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