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[PBP] Tholestia Chapter 1: Minotaur trouble and a failed ambush

WulF:

/OOC Wulf gets vision from a pasrt life where he is being scorched by spell of some drow mage....../OOC

Wulf speaking excited:

Finally, action and adventures await us again! I cannot wait until we leave this place festered with common man, indulging themselves with senseless conspicious comsumption of food and alcohol....yugh
 

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[Only Ilan has not yet replied, but I think he'll be up for it as well if the four of you want to go the Kings Cavalry. Bacter - that mirror is not used up if it is listed as a Focus. Only if it is a Arcane Material Component is it used up]

The Kings Cavalry is not at all as glamorous as its name implies. The interior is dark and brown, and, probably because of the festival, there aren't that many people there. You do notice Mr. Shilsen* there chatting to someone not unlike him at all; old, grey and sagely looking.

The rest of the bar seems to be mostly empty apart from a few drunk travellers who probably use this dark brown smokehole as a sleeping place. You surmise that it might get busier after the bonfire fest is over.

There is no sign of a half elf yet. The bartender is a well groomed individual in reasonably fine clothes. The prices for lodging in the inn are written in chalk on a blackboard behind him. Apparently, he offers "Special Rooms for Dwarves, Elves and Halflings". They are three times as expensive as the normal rooms.

*= The old guy who apparently gave Shadowfoe to Tobias.
 

I destroy the letter that was supposed to be for Lord Culvan and I give the other letter to the Halfling for him to deliver.

OOC: You assumed right, I join them


"We might as well make ourselves comfortable, I'll get some drinks.

Barkeep, some of your finest wine for me and my friends here. And send a bottle of wine to that table."
I point at the table where I see Mr. Shilsen. "Thank you, my good man."
 

Mr. Shilsen accepts the wine, and toasts on your behalf. He seems to be surprised seeing you here, and asks in his calm old voice, yet still somewhat loudly: "I didn't know you were still in town. Perhaps I'll have the opportunity to buy you a drink later this festival?"

As soon as you pour all the wine in all the glasses and the bottle is empty, psionic energy erupts around you, and Deepwinter 7 recognises it as a power he himself knows as "finger of fire". The bottle gets hit by a short bolt of fire and explodes, shards all flying away to the wall, and at the same time a Half Elf stands before your table, his invisibility power shattered because of his offensive action. A half Elf two of you have seen before, in a wooden shack just North of Thornfrost.

"It's been nearly a year, and about a 100 miles. If I'd known it was you, with an even greater entourage than you had before, I would have rolled out the red carpet and gotten you a thieves' banquet. As it is now, my company is all you shall have. Tell me, what brings you here exactly? Governor Starke couldn't have told me everything." He pulls up a chair and seems intent on listening, though with a very cocky smile on his face at the same time. He obviously hasn't been doing too badly - though the name Gregian is oviously different from the name he used last time.
 
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Somewhat surprised by the sudden and overly prestidiguous entrance of the half elven, DW7 quickly recovers and addresses Gregian in person

So, Gregian or whatever you call yourself around these parts, our paths have crossed again. Indeed we are still in pursuit of Grimir the Dwarf and the legend of the Tome of Rulership by Divine Right. Since you seem to share some of our objectives, we might be of some use to one other. We'll tell you what we can, but as it goes with information, it's value diminishes by sharing. It's an eye for an eye here, so get that cocky look of your face, buy us a new bottle of wine and don't pretend to be such a hotshot.

Your mere psionic talents don't impress me although you use them with pride.


OOC: Please don't make us type in everything again ... We tell him our story if it's mutually beneficial, we hopefully gain some new facts in return
 
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He says that Gregian will do. After listening to your story, every now and then filling in your words for you, showing that he knows all this already, he starts talking: All what you;ve said is the same from what Governor Starke told me... I am somewhat surprised that is all you have to go on, he knows practically nothing. Alright, my employers, who are very powerful and resourceful indeed, are also interested in the Tome. They couldn't care less about the dwarf however, and seem to think Turok, and his employers, wasted his time kidnapping him. There is a far more reliable source of information than a stubborn old dwarf, and it is right here in Amstrad. So far, they have not been able to find anyone brave enough to go.

I'll tell you what I'm on about: from what I've heard, some 50 years before Amstrad gained its Royal house it still has today, a mage guild, congregating in the middle of nowhere, three days inland from here, apparently did what noone has tried since. Apparently they did some very powerful magic, and no one dares go near them today. The whole cliche "whoever goes there shall never return" shtick. Now, I know nothing about the Arcane, and I couldn't care less anyway. What I do know is that among the research notes of Saljara the Many Faceted is a detailed study of an item she referred to as The Tome of Rulership by Divine Right. Sounds familiar right? My employers want those notes.

You might be wondering what you'll get in return: They'll grant you a very special and customised gift, administered by yours truly. A permanent tattoo that will increase abilities you already have, allow you to perform a certain task as though you were inhumanely talented with it, or... well whatever you want really. It draws upon the powers of magic and psionics and could help you greatly in your further travels. I have given one to a friend of mine, a depiction of a grasshopper, which allows him to make jumps usually only performed by the men and women of the Order of Mental Mastery.

All you have to do is enter the wilderness, find the isolated mageguild, and barter for a copy of the research notes. As a note of confidence, my employers have offered you this as an incentive, spend it however you wish. All you have to do is accept and it's yours."
He throws a pouch on the table from his belt. The pouch has a blue hand design stitched in it. Gregian adds: "Fifty pieces of pure platinum. Just to tide you over, and help you make the right decision. I'll be here again next time tomorrow. If you will do it, you'll need to tell me what kind of tattoo you want. I need to gather ingredients so that I won't have to give up personal power to create them."
 

"That is a great reward that you have to give. Is it possible that I can have the excellent scent of a Wolf so I can track my enemies better. Or that I can climb walls like a spider, be as strong as a bear, as cunning as a fox?? You get my drift. What are the limitations??"
 

"Hardly any, though the power of the effect will be limited. All of the things you mentioned seem to be possible however. Just name the creature whose qualities you want to emulate, and it'll happen."
 
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"Ok, I'll take the scent of the Wolf then. That will be an advantage over any ranger possible. I will be the greatset one ever."
 

WULF:

OOC/ I take it we can all have a cool tatoo..../OOC

Before we all start exclaiming which animal characteristics we would like to have, it might be wise to discuss who takes what sort of tatoo, so the whole party benefits from the new skills we can possibly acquire... there is no point in all of us having simliar tatoos I think
 

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