Smashed World, part I

[Zack2216]

"Well, I'm not a vampire expert, but I guess it turning to dust does mean that its dead."

I would just feel more secure if those wounds would heal. That vampire might've got the whole bunch of em' and the elf may be trying to cover the vampire's tracks.

 

[Howling Coyote]

"Yeah whatever, I was never the mourning type. And he never was the thinking type, even in unlife. The trick was just to get him mad enough to forget about sunrise. The hard part was to stay alive until sunrise. Those vampires are damn strong, but I guess watching him burn into nothingness in the morning sun was worth it."

 

[Zhure]

Durban

A human dressed as a monk, enters the bar, watching over his shoulder. Once inside, he snags a lit ioun stone from around his head and stows it in his belt pouch.

An elaborate torc and necklace, with a holy symbol to Xan Yae and a beautiful blue sapphire are around his neck.

He looks around and finds a seat near the bar, ordering an ale.

 

[Dalamar]

The innkeep, a well rounded dwarven woman, smiles at the newcomer.
"Welcome stranger! The first round's on da house, in da honour of da fine men over there. They've returned from a succesful attack against da undead."

 

[Zhure]

Durban

"Thank you, innkeeper, I'll gladly accept the drink."

Durban pulls down his crystal mask to make conversing, drinking and socializing easier, but keeps his shortsword handy.

"These city inns are dens of thieves. We should be out hunting the unliving ourselves."

"I know, Khiam, that's why you watch for me. And I'm committed to Xan Yae's quest, but still need rest. Perhaps we'll find comrades here."

Durban slowly sips his drink and wanders through the common room, listening in to others' conversations, looking for a group to sit with.

 

[Dalamar]

As Durban wanders around, he finds out that everybody seems to be gathered near the returned warriors and almost all conversation has something or other to do with them.
There are a multitude of free seats.

 

[Zhure]

Durban

Durban pulls back his hood to reveal his short-cropped white hair, scratches his scalp absent-mindedly and sits in the nearest empty chair. He smiles jovially and introduces himself to anyone who seems friendly.

 

[Zack2216]

Haplo:"Greetings, my name is Haplo."

I offer my hand in greeting.

 

[Zhure]

Durban

Durban extends his hand and vigorously returns the handshake with a wide smile. "I am Durban, wanderer, just into the city. A pleasure to meet you."

 

[Jarval]

The door opens and a tall hooded figure walks into the tavern. Pushing back the hood of his cloak, the man walks over to the fire, still shivering slightly from the cold outside. As he moves close to the fire, you can make out his features. He is young, maybe still in his teens, but has a look of experience that seems to outweigh his youth. Your eye is caught first by the silver symbol of Ehlonna pinned to his shirt, then by the rapier belted at his side. The rapier is of fine build, it's hilt decorated with silver and several small blue gems in the hilt. After warming himself for a moment, he walks over to one of the tables and takes a seat.

"Who are these folk?" he asks the man with cropped white hair to his left, gesturing towards the warriors.