Paths of Legend - Tragedy at Silvergard

[ethandrew]

They continue to walk with a slow, lazy gait, "How very interesting, Sir William. And may I ask what protects that pretty face of yours from cheap shots? See for me, armour is too bulky and cumbersome. If I had some light and airy, then perhaps, but not anything that'll hurt my poor shoulders! And I know you're probably wondering what a small woman like me would need with armor and I'd retort asking why you're gettin' in fights with people who'd land cheap and lucky shots on you?" she smiles playfully and pulls closer to William, effectively blotting out the sun. "But truly, Sir William, what brings you into this fair city?"

 

[Amaury]

Johen can't help smiling at the halfling's last comment and replies: ".. actually, you are assuming
rather well: it will be difficult for my hawk to spot your cousin in town. I thought he was actually
joining you from the country side..."

"However..." he says rather mysteriously, staring at the sky "humm.. the Winds are kind to us today...

If we're lucky and your cousin is not enjoying a drink in a tavern as we speak, there might be
a small chance that Highflyer - my hawk - could spot him in the streets..

Does your cousin wear any particular clothes or have any distinctive gear or signs??"


[sblock=DM]my idea: use Speak with Animals to explain how the cousin looks like, the trick Seek/Fetch and then cast a Guidance on Highflyer to give him a +1 on his Spot.[/sblock]

 

[Jemal]

William clears his throat "well, um, Lady Estelle, in the calling I am preparing to follow, one comes into contact with all sorts of TRULEY Unsavory beings. I'm not talking about your average cutpurse or such, those types are not Evil, merely Misguided, some Unlucky. I'm talking about Assassins, Murderers, Rapists, Cult Leaders.. And worse. The truley dark and depraved. I have heard of an organization that stands between these darkest of men and normal people, keeping them from the light of day." He looks around and grins "They stride through the shadows, much like we do now. That is the reason I am here. I received a note shrouded in mystery telling me that my quest would begin here, and that is why I am on the lookout for anything unusual, such as Her.... Or you." he stammers for a moment "Not that I think you're Unusual, that Is, I didn't mean it quite like that, just that you ARE rather.. Um... Unique? Exotic?" William fumbles about for the words, almost walking into a wall.

 

[Helfdan]

Valen smiled, as he answered in lightly accented Azgundi. "Indeed I do, neighbor." The tall man removed a dusty leather glove, and offered his hand to the teamster. "My name is Valen Sablewood, and I do hail from Turen. My road has been very long, and these small folk seem intent on lengthening it. I would much appreciate if you would allow me to ride in with you. Would a silver coin be adequate compensation?"

From the most recent tracks, Valen knew he was less than a day behind the wayward druid. Hopefully this delay would not be costly...

[sblock=DM]Valen will look at the obstruction ahead. If he is entitled to a spot check to recognize Johen, the bonus would be +7, as the druid is human:http://invisiblecastle.com/find.py?id=1077495 [/sblock]

 

[ethandrew]

Estelle steers William clear of the wall and grins to herself as he stumbles through his words, obviously a bit flustered, "Exotic, eh? Truly I am just a simple girl looking for adventure anywhere I can find it. That and a hot meal and a warm bed, to be true. Might be I could help you, Sir William, be your guide through this city. It has dangers much like those you describe, I'm sure, but many more of the misguided types. I can keep them honest from you, I assure you. And plus a mystery letter? How fun!"

Estelle beams at this, grinning from ear to ear. If one would care to note, while she smiles her tongue unconsciously moves to rest up against the sharpened tip of her canine teeth, first to one side and then the other. She looks up at William and smiles sweetly, "So, about this woman, do we want to keep walking circles around her, or do we want to approach her and see what she's like in person?"

 

[Jemal]

"I think you'll find that I'm not QUITE as direct as some of my counterparts, I'd prefer to find where she's headed before we speak to her."

 

[ethandrew]

"Suit yourself, Sir William, I've found that sometimes it's best to approach matters on your own terms, instead of someone else's. But I like stealthy missions more anyway, the anticipation gets my blood going," Estelle's eyes shine despite their paleness as they walk near the inside of the city gate. Looking past the woman, she can note many strange folk, as is the norm for this section of the city.

 

[Voda Vosa]

'Assuming' that the centaur didn't say that of the druid.
"Well met again Aohdan" says the dwarf before the centaur could apollogies. "Dan't ya' trouble mate, ya' had yar reasons Ah pictured. A tarvern? Well... It's tha only building in any city that deserves to be in it! Basically, its a building with a bunch of tables, and a bunch of booze. Ya' ask for something to eat and drink and they put it infront of ya' in minutes. Of course after ya' dispatch some coins. If ya' want, after getting inside this damn town Ah'll show ya' one. I need some booze quick, don't really like to be sober for too much time ya' know." Muzdum says with his typical wide smile.

 

[crazy_monkey1956]

Johen...

Miraki describes Tarkesi as somewhat tall for a halfling and dressed as a bard might be, complete with a halfling sized lute. He is also prone to carrying around the toys he makes and offering them to poor children. After Johen casts his spells and once Highflyer is airborne, the bird circles a bit to gain altitude, then heads toward the city.

OOC: Make a spot check for the bird with the +1 from Guidance.

Valen...

The wagon driver invites Valen up to sit next to him, "Keep your silver, as long as you'll promise to help me unload these damn things." The hustle and bustle of people, as well as the halflings assorted wagons, ponies, carts, dogs, etc, makes it difficult to spot anyone of obvious Tureni descent. However, Valen does notice a hawk take to the sky near the halflings and head toward the city.

 

[Helfdan]

There it is. Sign more compelling than footprints.

Valen had to restrain his huntsman's instinct to leap from the wagon and force his way to the halflings. Tipping his hand thus would certainly alert his prey, and if the druid were guilty... The rangy young warrior sat back on the winecart leaned back on the cart's rough wooden seat, and pulled his hood down to shade his eyes.

"Thank you kindly, neighbor. I will be glad to help."

That hawk would come back to its master. And Valen Sablewood, ranger of Turen, would be watching when it did.