[PF]Cruel skies IC

[Lughart]

By now, Kai has moved to the caravan guards table and is laughing a little too loudly at their jokes, while Erin is talking to Farsil the merchant. She looks the dwarf up and down, then turns to Farsil. "What do you say, room for another one?" The merchant counts on his fingers for a few seconds, then nods. "Well, at least we don't need to worry about being attacked. I can't recall ever being more heavily armed on a journey."

[sblock=OOC]I'll skip ahead to the next day tonight or tomorrow. I'll try to finish looking over characters tonight. If there is anything that needs to be changed, just change it as we go. Sounds good?[/sblock]

 

[CanadienneBacon]

The merchant counts on his fingers for a few seconds, then nods. "Well, at least we don't need to worry about being attacked. I can't recall ever being more heavily armed on a journey."

Werit grunts his assent. "Good. Then I'll be getting a night's sleep wot as to be rested fer the morning. At yer caravans at sun up, then." With a nod, Werit excuses himself to a room at the inn for the remainder of the evening.

 

[Padreigh]

Elerion grins. "An important rule for well-being and survival: Never be too close to big men with big weapons when they start drinking. I'll stay here for a bit longer and just make sure that my travel gear is in order."

 

[perrinmiller]

Tyrien finish up her food and lets Shar lick her fingers clean, "Thanks, Shar. Don't nibble." She pushes the lioness's head away as it was trying to play. Replying to Elerion, "Big drunkards are always best avoided. They tend to step on tails and stumble over short people breaking things when they fall."

Since the others who are joining them on the morrow are not intending to introduce themselves, she will finish up and find out where she and Shar will be spending the night.

<<OOC: Yep, go ahead and advance things. Doesn't look like the other players are going to interact with each other. Tyrien and Elerion can be done.>>

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Tyrien's Sheet

 

[ghostcat]

Normally Throrg would have drank and caroused all night but he has work in the morning. Instead he visibly pulls himself up and stops drinking after just a couple of beers; nursing a third until bedtime. He actual retires to bed at a reasonable hour and gets a good night sleep.

Laying in bed, drifting off to sleep Throrg is listening to the wind and thinking that he is glad he is inside in a nice comfortable bed instead of been outside having to survive the sandstorm.

 

[Lughart]

The barroom grows quiet as the inhabitants settle down and go to bed one by one. The PCs are all given separate rooms (we can ignore the cost this time) on the second floor, overlooking the oasis in the middle of the settlement. Tonight all you can see through the window is sand blowing in the wind. You fall asleep to the sound of the wind beating against the walls.

The next morning the storm is over, and the desert is once again quiet. You are awakened at sunrise as the quiet is broken. Someone is shouting their lungs out outside of the building. "Murder! Murder! Barrum is dead!"

 

[ghostcat]

Throrg is having a nice dream when he is rudely waken by shouting outside his window. He doesn't quite remember exactly what it was about but he know it was nice. He turns over to go back to his dream when it penetrates his thick skull that his new employer has been murdered.

He jumps out of bed to go and investigate further but, as he is not quite sure exactly what he can do when he gets there, he takes the time to dress and don his armour before grabbing his sword and heading down stairs.

 

[perrinmiller]

Tyrien and Shar had retired early, normally going to sleep just after sunrise and waking up at dawn as they have been spending most of their time outdoors. When the cry was heard, both were awake and feeling the urge to empty their bladders, but remained curled up together on the bed.

Despite the uncomfortable feeling of needing to relieve herself, Tyrien picks up her quiver and attaches it to her belt and grabs her bow saying, "Shar, rouse yourself, there appears to be a ruckus afoot."

The ranger opens the window to see if there is anything suspicious to go with this screaming of nefarious deeds.

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Tyrien's Sheet

 

[GandalfMithrandir]

Oog wakes up, grabs his axe and runs outside, looking to find the source of the shouting.

 

[Padreigh]

Elerion quickly gets dressed, grabs his belongings and then tries to figure out where the shouting is coming from.