[Sealed Lands] The City of Taleas


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Aericks swing of his large blood covered weapon seems to move slooooowwwwlllyyyy towards the barbarians face, soon to impact (I hope....)
 

Arianne and Dekiran

Arianne and Dekiran leave the guild and head of the Silver Scales to wait for the others.

The Silver Scales is a rather high class establishment, groups of nobles and wealthy merchants are scattered around the well-lit room talking and eating.
 



Haragaos strides into the Silver Scales, his presence marked by hushed voices and averted stares. He orders food and wine for himself and then seats himself with his companions. "So then, what has been discovered by all your worldly inquisition?" His tone seems to imply that he expects little.
 

Dekiran smirks slightly, in mockery of the poor manners of the death-priest, but answers in a neutral tone.

"Our source in the Cartographers Guild is quite fervent in his claim that our mysterious cave just recently appeared, both in Mount Searalas and on all the maps of that area. What could have caused such a freakish occurrence is a matter of guessing, there are no signs of what could have opened the cave and as for the changes in the maps..." he shrugs. Reaching into one of his pockets he pulls out the map he bought from Ernol Thurn.

"The route to Mount Searalas requires a journey to the west of about a week across the plains in which the mountain stands. There is little of any significance there, the terrain is largely grassland, although there are a few sparsely forested areas including the area around the mountain itself which is fairly densely forested.
There are rumours if increasing activity in the orc and barbarian tribes in the area, and the Orcs are apparently led by highly intelligent and mobile Goblins. Goblins who apparently have some interest in the outcome of our mission, since they seem to be following us around. The kobolds tribes are also very agressive and many of the kobolds display sorcerous talent.

And what about you? Have you accomplished your task?"
 
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"Aeter has bid me guide this faithless company forth and faithfully I will. Supplies for travelling will be ready on the morrow."

Haragaos begins to eat, ignoring the map Dekiran produces, "As for the likes of Goblins and Orcs, I have little concern and neither should you. Aeter's concern's extend beyond the petty squabbles of mortal foes. I warrant you that our true task will not be revealed until we reach this ensorcelled cavern and will prove to be a sterner test of character", Haragaos's reproachful gaze over his assembled colleagues suggests that he is in doubt to the existance of said 'character'.
 

Aerick and Argus (With apologies got distracted mid update and forgot to finish)

Aerick throws himself at the unnamed barbarian swinging his flail and it collides with a sound thud, but the lout shakes his head and does not fall. ( 8+9 =17, 14 Damage)

Vargos moves to help the lout seeing that the dwarf is out of the fight for now
"Let's see how well you do now!" he screams as he swings his huge sword towards Aerick leaving a dripping wound across Aerick's chest. (18 rolled, 18 damage).

Argus lays on the floor bleeding. (Failed to stabilize 43 rolled, 91+ needed)

The lout wincing from the huge blow to the head steps backwards just out of reach and quaffs something from one of the bottles at his waist, the bruise on his head seems to fade a little.

Lout (Vargos) : 20 [BSS] (22 Damage) (Raging) -
Argus: 9 - (-2/14 hps) (Dying) -
Lout (?): 6 (BSE) (14 Damage) (2BH u) (W Healed) -
Aerick: 4 (29/45 hps) (Raging 21/51) - (You're Up!)
Lout (Haragos): 3 (28 damage) (Stabilised) (Exhausted) ( Y Healed) -
 

Inez Hull said:
Haragaos begins to eat, ignoring the map Dekiran produces, "Aeter's concern's extend beyond the petty squabbles of mortal foes."

Your pious arrogance is undeserved, priestling, you are but a hollow vessel for your god like all of your kind. What have you ever accomplished by your own power? Derkiran shrugs disdainfully and speaks in a civil but subtly condescending voice.

"Indeed? How unexpected coming from an initiate. I thought the god of death was very much concerned with the myriad ways of dying. Not the least of those the all too common death by violence. 'Petty mortal squabbles' are the lifeblood of your god, he lives by murder and genocide, doesn't he?"

He alightens his cigar with a flick of his fingers and leans back in his chair, casually raising an eyebrow.
 

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