Swords and Socialites Part 1: The Forgotten Forge

[ShaggySpellsword]

Lady Elaydren raises her eyebrows at Haramir's rather rude comments, but is too intent on going through her bag to say anything.

"Ah yes, here it is."

She brings out a small journal. Her signet ring and the mithral threads on the cover of the journal glow in unison as she opens the book. Before your eyes, the pages fill with words as she flips through the entries. Finally,she finds the page she is looking for, studies it for a moment, and then pulls a folded map from her cloak.

"Well, the foundry is deep within Dorasharn tower actually, Fifty-seven levels below the tower's sewer system...not quite the cogs, but still, very deep. I can let you have this map for the journey...not to mention 1000 gold pieces and the goodwill of my house. I trust these are adequate terms?"

She looks at the four of you for confirmation, and then relises she failed to answer some key questions..."Ah, yes, your friend and dear Provost Geldem's murderer was a servant of the Lord of Blades. That meglomaniacal warforged prophet wants the artifact, the schema, for his own dark purposes...The schema, as the artifact is called, has no power in itself, but it is a piece of an ancient pattern used long ago by the Cannith artificers to craft unusual items. It's a piece of history for my family, and we would be extremely grateful to have it returned to us."

 

[Zweischneid]

'A metal-man prophet?' Haramir looks quite intriqued, downing another drink at the revelation 'These strange lands certainly never cease to amaze me.'

Always eager to test his battle prowess against a new foe, 1000 gp is far more incentive than the Barbarian needs to take up the task.
'I'd be glad to help you.. we'll bring you back your .. pattern? whatever that is.. I'll just have to pick up my weapons before we head down.'

 

[Karl Green]

Grim. dwarven fighter

Grim looks over the map, studying very closely and listening to this foolishness of some metal man of blade or some such he says "I cannit speak for any other then meself but I say aye. Now then lessin' me ears need ta be cleaned out again I don't think ye have told us what dis here... family heirloom... oh yers is? We will know it when we sees it?"

 

[Erekose13]

Koren listens while the others fall over themselves to answer this lady's call. While money certainly makes the world turn, or atleast Sharn, it is not something to lust over like these three seem to be doing. Koren is more interested in what the Lord or Blades and his disciples might want with the 'schema' as she calls it and why they would kill this Bonal Geldem and Palol to get it. Something though does not sit well with her story and then it hits him, "I too will join this quest to atleast discover why my friend was murdered and to bring some meaning and closure to his death. But if I may ask one question, you say that this 'schema' is a family heirloom and that it resides in an ancient Cannith foundry, are we to assume then that you are a member of House Cannith?"

 

[ShaggySpellsword]

Lady Elaydren listens to your assents and questions and seems a little embarassed leaving out some fairly obvious details.

"I am sorry, yes, a description...I must be more flustered from the news of Bonal's death than I thought. First of all, it is a schema, a component in a larger pattern, not the pattern itself. But you need to know what it looks like for any of that to matter. It is an adamantine star about the size of my hand. And yes, Sorren is it? I am a cousin of the blood of House Cannith. With my state of mind, I may very well have left something out, but I think I have remembered everything of importance. Do you have any questions? Oh, you'll need these."

She hands you the map and the journal.

"This map shows the way to Dorasharn Tower. Somewhere beyond the E-213 Valve Cluster you'll find a sealed door with the same mark as the one on Bonal's journal. Open the seal, and the tunnel beyond will take you to the long-forgotten level far below, where the foundry resides."

 

[Karl Green]

Grim, dwarf fighter

Grim nods his head and says "Aye I'm in my lady. Iffin' we find this 'star' of yers should we a bring it here? I don't know about the others here but it might not be a bad ideas for us to get a good night sleep and set out in the morning. Not sure how long it will take I would like to grab some extra gear mayhaps... rope and climbing gear. One never knows what the lower levels might be like iffin' they have been out of use for a thousand years. Some kind of lights fer those that were not blessed with seeing in the dark. Finally I suggest a couple of days food, just in case."

After his 'speech' he orders another mead, talking that much is thirst work

 

[Zweischneid]

"This map shows the way to Dorasharn Tower. Somewhere beyond the E-213 Valve Cluster you'll find a sealed door with the same mark as the one on Bonal's journal. Open the seal, and the tunnel beyond will take you to the long-forgotten level far below, where the foundry resides."

His golden eyes gleaming with anticipation of the adventure, Haramir slams his empty mug onto the table, taking a measuring look at the motley gathering
'Well Ladys and Gentlemen. It certainly seems we've got a good idea of what to do when we get down there as well as a map to show us the way.'

The black-skinned Argonnessen pushes his chair back and stands up, towering over the table.
'Let us find this foundry with this lost pattern and let anyone who dares to stand against us tremble as if the ancients own fiery wrath was upon him. What do you say?'

 

[Erekose13]

Koren adds, "Korenmalekh, mi'lady. Two final questions, as my friend has already asked, are we to meet back here once the item has been recovered? and would it be possible to have an advance on the fee as it looks like we will need additional equipment in the way of light and climbing gear?"

 

[ShaggySpellsword]

"Korenmalekh, yes, of course, excuse me. I will give you 100 gold as an advance for supplies and as a show of good faith. Meeting me back here would certainly be acceptable. I wish the four of you luck...and...thank you."

With this, she brings out a bag of coin, coints out ten platinum pieces and slides them accross the table to Korenmalekh.

 

[Karl Green]

Grim, dwarven fighter

Grim nods his head "Good then, it be a'time to get a movin' then. We'll be a seein' ye soon me lady."


(occ just want to make sure what time it is... what time of night is it? Shoud we head down tonight or would it be better in the morning /occ)