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[PBP] Tholestia Chapter 1: Minotaur trouble and a failed ambush
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Deepwinter 7
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After having finished his other business, Deepwinter 7 strolls back into town towards the inn where he saw Ilan and his new Bardic friend enter.
Spotting the group behind a table full of half drunken beer mugs he seem the newcomers amongst them
Oh great they already made friends with the dwarf and the Elven Bard. There goes my silence
Gathering spirits, Deepwinter 7 shuffles towards the bar trying not to be seen by the fellowship. Quietly addressing the barman while laying down a gold piece on the bar
Give me a shot of your strongest liquor, no wait make it a double one. I need to get down to their level fast!
Slamming his drink in one big gulp, Deepwinter 7 then turns around, visibly more happy about the situation.
Ah maybe it's a good Bard, the Elves use to write quite good riffles, but then again, they don't have much else to do then sit in the forest playing with each other. Dwarves are usually one-sided and ignorant and can be easily manipulated.. - he mutters to himself
Walking over to the group he then says rather loudly:
Ah my friends, I see you have made new acquaintances! I got rid of the hobgoblin so his items can finally be used. The bands of Billaro I had to leave at the temple, I didn't want to create a fuss yet, I will come back there sometime soon.
Master Dwarf, I apologize for my behaviour on the street, I was a little weary and didn't respond to your hospitality as I should have.
Looking around the group and signaling the barkeep for more drinks
For those of you who don't know, I'm Deepwinter 7, named after the day I was born, a human trait in some parts of this world. I am a Shaper, a psion master of the powers of the mind. I create objects through willpower and inner control and have been a faithful companion of Ilan Moonbow from the beginnings of his travels. Welcome to our little band!
Spotting the group behind a table full of half drunken beer mugs he seem the newcomers amongst them
Oh great they already made friends with the dwarf and the Elven Bard. There goes my silence
Gathering spirits, Deepwinter 7 shuffles towards the bar trying not to be seen by the fellowship. Quietly addressing the barman while laying down a gold piece on the bar
Give me a shot of your strongest liquor, no wait make it a double one. I need to get down to their level fast!
Slamming his drink in one big gulp, Deepwinter 7 then turns around, visibly more happy about the situation.
Ah maybe it's a good Bard, the Elves use to write quite good riffles, but then again, they don't have much else to do then sit in the forest playing with each other. Dwarves are usually one-sided and ignorant and can be easily manipulated.. - he mutters to himself
Walking over to the group he then says rather loudly:
Ah my friends, I see you have made new acquaintances! I got rid of the hobgoblin so his items can finally be used. The bands of Billaro I had to leave at the temple, I didn't want to create a fuss yet, I will come back there sometime soon.
Master Dwarf, I apologize for my behaviour on the street, I was a little weary and didn't respond to your hospitality as I should have.
Looking around the group and signaling the barkeep for more drinks
For those of you who don't know, I'm Deepwinter 7, named after the day I was born, a human trait in some parts of this world. I am a Shaper, a psion master of the powers of the mind. I create objects through willpower and inner control and have been a faithful companion of Ilan Moonbow from the beginnings of his travels. Welcome to our little band!
takew
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“Ah well mister Deepwinter. I already heard about a powerful ally of Ilan who travelled by his side. But as I told you before. No one to whom I spoke seemed to remember your name. But I see that you to master the ability too blend in. The smell of whatever it was you drank, makes an ogre want to run…
Join us and maybe I could entertain you all by singing this song I made the other day.”
Tycho stands up and starts playing a tune on his lute. He isn’t tipsy for a bard always should be clear of mind. Especially in a place where lots of information can be gained. And there might be a story in every detail… He then starts to sing and after about 2 minutes….
The entire inn sings along. Tycho is in his element and gives away a show he normally saves for special occasions. But at the start of a new adventure, it is always good to leave a good impression and make some new friends while doing so… You never know when you might need them.
He also wants to know everything that the group did before today. Anything they are willing to tell me that is. But with the amounts of alcohol DW7 is consuming, that shouldn't be to hard...
Later on, Tycho might shift tables to people from witch he knows/thinks that they might have some useful information. Anything will do.
Join us and maybe I could entertain you all by singing this song I made the other day.”
Tycho stands up and starts playing a tune on his lute. He isn’t tipsy for a bard always should be clear of mind. Especially in a place where lots of information can be gained. And there might be a story in every detail… He then starts to sing and after about 2 minutes….
The entire inn sings along. Tycho is in his element and gives away a show he normally saves for special occasions. But at the start of a new adventure, it is always good to leave a good impression and make some new friends while doing so… You never know when you might need them.
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He also wants to know everything that the group did before today. Anything they are willing to tell me that is. But with the amounts of alcohol DW7 is consuming, that shouldn't be to hard...
Later on, Tycho might shift tables to people from witch he knows/thinks that they might have some useful information. Anything will do.
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Deepwinter 7
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The next day after sobering up, we ride into the forest, leaving our spare loot in the village.
I will need to buy a horse here, that shouldn't be too much of a trouble I think
I will need to buy a horse here, that shouldn't be too much of a trouble I think
Spellsword
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Well, I requested a day or so more rest....moreover I am at 31 Hp at the moment, and I would like that to be 61....
The extra Time I would like to use to learn some new spells from diactum.
Could we have a day or two more of rest, So I will have gathered all my strengths before we ride again. Moreover, it will enable me to improve my knowledge of magic
The extra Time I would like to use to learn some new spells from diactum.
Could we have a day or two more of rest, So I will have gathered all my strengths before we ride again. Moreover, it will enable me to improve my knowledge of magic
Sullaf
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The next morning Kheldev goes out early to prepare himself for the voyage. He packs all his equipment, while humming a little tune (goes in the order of "Gol', Gol', Gol' "
When he meets up with the rest, you can see he has been polishing his armour this morning as well as his weapons and equipment. He wears a beautiful breastplate with the anvil of Moradin nicely carved on the front. His beautiful axe has some dwarven runes on the side and on the blade, and some throwing axes are dangling from his backpack. On the back of his backpack are two leather cases, one keeps the huge miner pick in place, the other gives room to some more throwing axes. On top of his backpack resides a bedroll. Furthermore he wears a belt, with a small sack dangling from it. Some beltpouches can be seen, which are closed, to hide their content. All this equipment looks as if they were made by the finest craftsmen. But then again, maybe it just looks like that because Kheldev has just cleaned it all...
He stands by an ugly, smelly pony, which has a saddle and saddlebags on both sides. He is just busy loading up the saddlebags with some food and waterskins when he notices the rest. In a friendly voice he greets "Oi, to'o'tha' morning to ya. It be a fine da'fo'trave'in. The'ere is me trus'ed stea'. I be ca''in it Carrot, bu'it won'really list'n. So w'b'go'in af'er breakfas'? I be look'n forward to be on'tha roa'again!
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Deepwinter 7
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[ungh! you actually feed your saddlebugs with loads of food?!, you really are disgusting Dwarf!]
Everyday spent doing nothing, is a day wasted! I don't believe Wulf being at only half HP and if he really is, he can or could have been healed easily at no permanent cost Don't bugger me, we leave at the day declared, there will be time to get to know us in the future...
Kheldev's post stands though. Upon seeing the smelly creature that the dwarf chose as a mount
Ah a fine mount you chose sir Dwarf! it suits its rider just fine! Consider the next few days to be your trial. Pretty songs or drinking contests won't help you on the road. Prove your worth and show us how we could trust you!
Everyday spent doing nothing, is a day wasted! I don't believe Wulf being at only half HP and if he really is, he can or could have been healed easily at no permanent cost Don't bugger me, we leave at the day declared, there will be time to get to know us in the future...
Kheldev's post stands though. Upon seeing the smelly creature that the dwarf chose as a mount
Ah a fine mount you chose sir Dwarf! it suits its rider just fine! Consider the next few days to be your trial. Pretty songs or drinking contests won't help you on the road. Prove your worth and show us how we could trust you!
