S@squ@tch's N1: Against the Cult of the Reptile God IC

[Phoenix8008]

"I'm fine with heading to the other Inn before going to check out the Temple, ah guess." Stonefist volunteers.

 

[Strahd_Von_Zarovich]

Roland, Human Cleric of Pelor

Good idea, a warm ale will be good start to clean the scenes of death from my mind

 

[scranford]

Gideon

OOC: Hello. Are we still alive? Have we disappeared into the digital plane of the lost?

 

[s@squ@tch]

OOC: Not lost, just been busy. Will have an update on this adventure by tonight at the latest. Please bear with me.

 

[Rhun]

"Right, then," says Zazz. "First we have ale, then we scout the temple!" With a wry grin, the elf makes way for the inn.

 

[s@squ@tch]

Slumbering Serpent Inn

After completing your grisly task, you set back into town, following the road north, passing the Golden Grain Inn. After crossing over the bridge, you continue north until you reach the fork in the road that would take you east, towards the Temples gates. You stop at the 2nd Inn you've seen in town.

A large, colorful sign pictures a red dragon with its head resting contentedly on its paws. A plume of smoke rises from the serpent's nose and its eyes are closed. This inn is smaller and older than the Golden Grain.

As you open the doors, you notice a large middled aged woman dropping off a round of drinks to the folks seated at the large round table in front of the fire.

She sizes you up, sees the dirt smeared on your clothes, and says,"Welcome, friends, to the Slumbering Serpent. Have a seat -- let me know what I can bring ya."

 

[airwalkrr]

A bath! Ari exclaims, for my companions of course. They have been hard at work all night looking for buried treasure, but alas, we have come away empty. I myself would fancy a glass of wine if you would. Anything from Celene will do. Short of that, well, no need to bother.

 

[Rhun]

Zazz rolls his eyes at Ari's words. "No need for a bath," says the elf, sitting lazily into a chair and kicking his feet up onto the table. "But an ale would not go amiss. Something stout, dwarven perhaps?"

 

[Strahd_Von_Zarovich]

Roland, Human Cleric of Pelor

Velunan fireamber wine for me.
The cleric asks politely with a half smile, he is clearly still troubled.

 

[airwalkrr]

Ari arches his eyebrows at the suggestion that a bath is unnecessary. Nevertheless he does not press the issue and proceeds to sit down, albeit a good 4 to 5 feet away from the other members of the party.