Smashed World, part I

[Dalamar]

They all have some kind of blade on their sides, two of them longswords. The apparent leader of them, the one that spotted you, has a small wooden shield and all of them are wearing leathers.
They aren't making any threatening moves... at the moment.

 

[kaboom]

Lisa walks toword them on foot. As soon as she can hail them, she calls, "Hello. Who might you be?"

OoC: If needed, diplomacy +11

 

[Zhure]

Durban

If it looks like hostilities are about to break out, or if there will be an extended parley, Durban will dismount, leaving his backpack on Ceinwen.

 

[Dalamar]

The apparent leader of the riders raises his hand and they stop some couple dozen feet away from you.
The leader is an elderly human, judging from his age, he could've been in the original War against undead.
Info: As the PCs would know it, the War took place 58 years ago.

He looks at the people ahead of himself, you, for a moment before answering.
"And greetings to you, travellers. I am Alexander VonStone, I was hired to escort the caravan to Onnikka."
Info: Onnikka is a city a couple days ride to south of Helmsport (the town you started from), renown for its gladiatorial arena.

Alexander gives a suspicious look at you.
"What is such a small band doing here? If I didn't know better, I would suspect that you were bandits."

 

[Zhure]

Durban

Durban pipes up from the back of Ceinwein: "We're just passing through, sir. I assure you we're not bandits, though our dress may give us that demeanor. I'm Durban."

Durban will then make introductions all around.

 

[Dalamar]

Alexander nods his head.
"Nice to meet you. Although it wouldn't really matter if you were bandits, we don't really have much to take."

He tilts his head as he thinks for a moment.
"Would you like to share our meal? We were just about to stop to eat."

 

[Jarval]

Lorcan, relaxing at the merchant's seemingly friendly attitude, moves his hand a little further away from his rapier's hilt.

"It would be a pleasure to join your meal, although I fear what fare we have will add little to the flavour of the food." He says with a smile.

 

[Zack2216]

"Perhaps we may be able to gather news from the north from you."
north, east, whatever, I don't really pay much attention to directions.

 

[Dalamar]

"We have plenty of food, you need not share yours. The city of Onnikka is paying our food, maybe there were wolves."
Alexander winks at you with a smile.
"We can discuss the latest topics when the food is ready. Come with me."
Saying that, he turns around and the men with him do so to. They start slowly riding towards the rest of the caravan, at the same time signaling that there is no danger.

 

[Luddite]

Zon nudges his horse to follow back to the caravan. His horse does not move at once, but seems to go in the general direction of the caravan since it seems more interesting over there. Or at least as new and differing company. (ie other horses)

Zon quickly dismounts and heads on in to the caravan. Though it has only been one night, he looks foward to a slightly more tastey meal then field rations. As he follows Alexander he does a quick look around to see what wares are being transported.

With all the subtlety of a brick, Zon asks. "Have you seen much of the undead on your journies, or just these warewovles you mentioned?"

-Zon