Shades of Netheril (Forgotten Realms) (268)

[EvilMountainDew]

Armor

OOC: 1. Did the Orcs have armor? 2. If they did, What kind? 3. Is there anything like Soveign glue, rope, daggers, anything like that? If so to all of them, I want to make a TeePee (sp?) out of it and then memorize spells and sleep in there as to prevent any arrows to killing me in muh sleep!

 

[Capellan]

"I do not understand this wish to put bodies in the earth, where they will be food for worms." I frown, perplexed, "My people leave our dead on the dunes, where the winds can carry their souls to the gods."

Grasping my bow, I climb up onto the wagon and find a spot where I can turn to look in any direction. I will keep watch while my companions perform their strange custom.

 

[EvilMountainDew]

Cremation

" I know, I can't see why anyone wouldn't want cremation..." and my voice trails off while my dark-red eyes twinkle with the thought of setting the corpses on fire.

 

[Uriel]

Laughing at the conversations going on around him, Jasper pauses in mid shovelful of dirt.
'My Gods live among the Earth itself, Good Folk.
While I know of Gods of the Air and Flame, we inter our Folk to the good soil, so as to be with our Gods. Not knowing this Man's Gods, I will consign him to the ground, until such a time that his God asks mine for his Soul, when we will relinquish it, for a Fee, of course. (grinning)
That was a joke, as I have heard that folk believe that Dwarves even charge when asked for the time of day.
Laughing a bit, Jasper returns to his digging.

 

[EvilMountainDew]

Fair 'nuf

"Fair 'nuf" I say as i try to burn some leaves...

 

[National Acrobat]

"My folk," begins Arcanra, "ascend to Arvandor if they hear the calling. If one of us dies a violent or unnatural death, we become one with the earth, in order to continue the cycle of nourishing the land. My Mistress Sehanine is both the guide to Arvandor and the guide for those who have fallen." Arcanra says a silent prayer for the old man. "None for the Orcs however."

 

[National Acrobat]

Assuming that we are done with the burial and have gotten things back together, it is roughly 2 days to Tilverton. Arcanra speaks to the group. "Well, does anyone know anything about this person the old man was supposed to meet? Also, does anyone know anything about Tilverton? I have been in Evereska for the last 10 years and really don't know much about this area."

 

[Felvon Tavor]

Onward

OOC(DM?): I'm sorry for taking so long everyone, we had to go on a bit of a roadtrip. And yes Jasper can have his shovel and pick.
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As for the searching of the Orc bodies (Tores), you find about 90 pieces of silver and a great axe and scale mail on each Orc. The Old Man has a short prayer service before burial, and then the party continues down the road to Tilverton. Two days later, you arrive in Tilverton via the Moonsea road. As you approach the gate, you are stopped by two guards with Halbreds. They ask you to turn over your weapons for the time you spend in their town. As you are about to comply/object/become violent, a middle-aged man in long robes adorned with the purple dragon of Cormyr rushes up to the confrontation.
"Brennan! Wait, Brennan isn't here, yet his wagon and oxen are. You, (he points at your party) come with me, you have much explaining to do" says the newly arrived man. Once you are past the gates, he leads you to a fair sized building that advertises magical wares, and as soon as you are inside with the wagon parked outside, he turns to you expectantly.
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Clarification: The mage got you past the guards, you did not have to surrender your weapons (unless you really wanted too)

 

[Capellan]

I cross my arms and stare back at him, just as expectantly.

"What's your interest in the old man's wagon?"

 

[Jemal]

Raising a calming hands to his suspicious friends, Alexander steps forward to address the man. "Greetings, sir. My name is Alexander Zacharius. I regret that I may have bad news for you. You say you know the owner of this wagon, Brennan, I believe you called him?"
Alexander gives a description of 'the old man', and assuming it's the same guy, the one who died, he continues.
"Then I must solemly inform you that while we were escorting him from Mistle Dale, we were assaulted by a force of orcs, accompanied by a priest most foul. Although were were able to destroy the despicable beasts, and their evil master, Brennan was slain during the battle." Alexander finishes with an obviously pained expression, feeling the guilt of being unable to defend the man weigh heavily on his shoulders.