Paths of Legend - Tragedy at Silvergard

[crazy_monkey1956]

Valen...

The driver hefts a barrel, not quite as easily as Valen, and responds with a grunt, "Orin. From Guare."

When Orin and Valen finish, Orin comments, "If you ever need a job, come down to Guare, I could always use an extra hand."

 

[Helfdan]

Valen shakes the man's hand.

"I thank you again, master Orin. I am in your debt. Do not hesitate to call on me should you need my help. Though I hail from Turen, I suspect I will be here for a while." The cloaked man hands Orin a silver coin. "Have a drink to my health, when you get back to Guare."


He then turns to go, but stops. "What do you know of this guild? What do these 'adventurers' do?

 

[Amaury]

William laughs in a friendly manner "Indeed I have forgotten my manners. How poor of me. I am William Windwalker, and this is my... friend, the lady Estelle."

"Windwalker?? This.. name is.. interesting.. May I ask what is its origin? The reason I ask
is that my Master - may Nature preserve his soul - and I studied the air element that
surrounds us and in particular wind.. Master used to tell me that true Masters of the Wind
could alleviate their body weight to 'walk the wind'.."

William stops for a moment, pondering the druid. "I understand you and that hunter wish to find out who killed this master of yours, and maybe with the resources of the adventurers guild you could do so. I mean, do you have any REAL leads right now other than a poisoned dagger?"

Johen lowers his head slightly and replies: "No.. I have no real leads..
I concluded - maybe wrongly - that the assassin or assassins of my master were Azgundi
and I wanted to start by understanding who could produce such dagger and what kind of
people would buy and use these daggers...
That's the reason I'm here.. Maybe you're right.. Maybe these adventurers know things that
could help..."

 

[crazy_monkey1956]

Valen...

Orin shrugs, "Drink and carouse mostly if you ask me. Oh, they do quite a few useful things too, I suppose. This one group of 'em solved a murder some years ago in Guare, and quite a few of them are friends of Lady Dawn....that's Guare's Lady. Prettier than any man has a right to see and kind besides. Well, I mustn't ramble so. Good luck to you, lad."

 

[Helfdan]

"Be well, master Orin."

Valen stood thoughtfully a few moments. Solved a murder, did they? Someone here may be able to identify that blasted dagger.
The young ranger knew that the alternative would be to ask in the seamier parts of town, which would be both expensive and fraught with risk of discovery should they ask in the wrong place. He thus adjusted the angle of his scabbarded sword, and set off with his usual long strides to find the Hydra's Flagon.

 

[ethandrew]

Inside the Hydra's Flagon Estelle was thoroughly enjoying herself. Never one to hold her ale well, she was already a tad tipsy, "Fifty gold is a whole lot, I might say, but free lodging, probably meals too, you're set for life! But maybe we could have fun on whatever mission they send us on. Maybe it's finding treasure! In which case I say we tell them we couldn't find it and choose to pay the fifty gold anyway, or set up our own adventuring guild, yeah!" By this time her braid had come undone a little, she was fixed in a perpetual smile and genuinely happy, and it wasn't even midday yet.

 

[Voda Vosa]

"Ah'll take care of yar' shoes in one moment, Ah need something in my dry throat first mate! Lets go to this Hyra Ah don' know what" Says Muzdum to Aohdan
Once inside the tavern: "Bartender, the strongest thing ya' got around" Says the dwarf, already sited on a table.

 

[crazy_monkey1956]

OOC: Prices at the Hydra's Flagon...

Hydra Head 1 = Common Ale = 4 cp per mug
Hydra Head 2 = Stout, slightly watered down = 7 cp per mug
Hydra Head 3 = Dark Stout = 1 sp per mug
Hydra Head 4 = Dark Strong Stout = 4 sp per mug
Hydra Head 5 = Dark, really Strong Stout = 1 gp per mug

Other drinks include common and fine wines, locally made, and Halfling Stout, which has a slightly bitter, salty flavor in comparison to the regular stuff. Meals are 3 cp, 2 sp, or 7 sp depending on the quality of food you want.

Gambling hasn't started up for the day yet (its barely noon).

Inside the Hydra's Flagon...

The tavern is a fairly common, low-price establishment, catering mostly to local merchants and the occassional traveler. The few people in the common room give the dwarf and the centaur some strange looks, then go back to their meals and drinks.

 

[shadowmask]

"Uh, well, you seemed fidgety and a bit skittish...? I must've misunderstood. Anyway, a drink would help me wake up, and calm your nerves if you're feeling a bit unwell. The Hydra's Flagon has a good selection and decent company, usually..... It's not too far from the Guild's compound, over there." he gestures towards the compound.

Corath considers his words. "I apologize." She pauses, as if considering whether or not to continue. "My memory is not all it should be. I was injured in a fall as a girl."

She continues, "The Hydra's Flagon? Interesting, I have never heard of it. Lead on."


OOC: This is the standard explanantion Corath uses to dismiss any awkwardness she may exhibit. In case you need it, any NPCs that "know" her know this history.

 

[Yttermayn]

Aohdan stopped to address William. "Oh, I heard the part about the 'task' option. Even if I was so willing right now, that still dosn't get a drink in my throat or food in my belly today." He then trotted off after Muzdum.
"No worries, friend Muzdum. Those shoes will last a while longer yet." he replied. Aohdan watched fascinated as the dwarfs stout was poured. Not being familiar with plumbing of any kind, he leaned way over, trying to see what if anything was behind the hydras head fixture. "Do it again!" he said to the barmaid "I'd have what he's having!" Aohdan was determined to get into a better mood.