Rhun's Greyhawk OMEGA Campaign (ToEE) - Continued

[Rhun]

You come to a huge warehouse sitting astride the waterfront, near the docks. The Imerdys Run id very broad at this point, forming a harbor of sorts, and the residents of Nulb have built a series of wooden piers extending out into the water. Several barges are tied up to the docks, and one well-crafted, if smallish, sailing ship that looks like she would be more at home sailing the Azure Sea than the river.

As Daryan leads you around the warehouse, even in the darkness you can make out the bright words painted across the ships grey keel: "Dagon's Anger." Certainly, this is not the Bloody Fart, or whatever the name of the ship the captain you are in search of commands.

Behind the warehouse, built into the back of the cavernous building, is a tavern. The Boatman's Tavern. The double doors are open, and light pours out into the night, forming a semi-circle of brightness against the dark of the night. Three tough looking river pirates stand in front, laughing and joking with one another, mugs of ale in hand, and smoke drifting upward from the pipes that they smoke.

Through the open door you can see what looks to be a rough and tumble bar; in fact, if anything, it looks worse than the tavern at the Waterside Hostel! The place is crowded, and shouts and laughter ring out through the smokey air that fills the place.

 

[Rhun]

I realize that Strahd and Voadam are both away for a bit, and it appears as if IVV has disappeared as well...but where are my posts from Dire Lemming (who I know is a very active poster), and DogMoon? Are you guys still interested in this game?

Dichotomy: I realize your PC has remained behind in the barn, and not really in this scene at all, so I can understand your absence.

 

[Dichotomy]

[sblock=OOC]I'm still here. IVV might likewise be just watching, since Ciaran has been asleep this whole time. I actually did consider having Aeron wake him up just so that he could participate again. This has taken a lot of "real life" time.[/sblock]

 

[Rhun]

OOC: Right, it has, which is my fault. I didn't expect to sidetrack you guys like this. I haven't seen IVV post in his game for quite a while, though, so I don't think he is around...

 

[Strahd_Von_Zarovich]

Stepping to the crowded bar, Zirat looks around and tries to feel the evil emotions, is there anyone saint here beside the party.

*detect evil. On the bard and the denizens of the bar.

 

[Dog Moon]

Deren looks around at the people in this tavern and shudders. "Just when you think it can't get any worse BAM! it does. Let's get this over with. Why are you just standing there, Daryan? Lead the way in!"

 

[Dire Lemming]

I've recently started work as a courtesy clerk at a 24 hour Safeway. The job has wildly fluctuating hours that cause my mood to change in a similar fashion. It's also mind-numbingly idiotic work. I have to keep most of my brain shut off most of the time in order to avoid being constantly angry/depressed. Yeah, maybe I'm just weak, well knowing that doesn't really help.

Shoon waits for Daryan to lead the way.

 

[Rhun]

At Deren's words, Daryan nods and leads his way into the dimly lit, smoke filled tavern. The place is packed with some twenty odd folk; most have the ill-favored look of pirates and bandits to them. No villagers appear to be present.

"We should talk to Skole, the barkeep. He might have some information for you." With a nod, the bard leads his way through the crowd toward the man serving drinks at the bar.

[sblock=For Zirat]
Nearly everyone in the room radiates an evil presence, though they are all faint. Including the bard.
[/sblock]

 

[Dog Moon]

Deren follows the Bard with a hand gripped on a hidden dagger in his sleeve. "If you betray us," he whispers to the Bard, "You're the first one going down." He attempts to walk nonchalantly through the tavern though in truth he tries to be ready for anything.

 

[Rhun]

The bard frowns at Derens words, but is obviously starting to get his confidence back. "Try to kill me in here, and you will be the ones that pay with your lives," he shoots back at the halfling. Indeed, as you move through the crowd, many patrons call out to Daryan in friendship, or raise their hands in greeting to him.