Tavern - City of Orussus, The Red Dragon Inn '08

[Trouvere]

"Vere to fint verk, you think?" he is quite serious, now.

Conuld leans forward. "Five hundred and fifty leagues from here in the direction of the Lands of Air, there lies an ancient city, built by elves and dwarves in harmony. It lies in ruins now, though some of their magical works remain, and a curse lies over it. Such places hold rich reward, I believe. But I will not return there so soon, unless I had with me a dozen priests of all the good gods."

 

[Scott DeWar]

"A dozen priests uf all goot gods? Ist great evil there?Ja? Ve neet to go und fight zis great evil, then.Ja."

 

[Trouvere]

"There is an enchantment there which burdens the soul with great sadness," Conuld replies. "As to evil, I do not know. The least of the favoured of the gods knows more of good and evil than any wizard."

 

[Scott DeWar]

"Burdins das soul? an enchantment?" he shakes his head and takes a long drw again from the tankard, this time emptying it. two more left. " I am not to understand these things. I fight. That I know."

*belch*

"sure you not vant das stout? ist goot!"

 

[Trouvere]

"Oh, ah, mm," Conuld takes the twice-offered drink. Absent-mindedly, he touches one finger to another in quick succession and speaks a few words. The telltale odour of apple juice rises from the tankard. He drinks.

"Ah, yes, indeed, quite palatable," he says.

 

[Scott DeWar]

*snif, sniff sniff* pendrake raises a dubious eyebrow at the strange prescence of apple juice.

"Vas ist das? Apples" he asks while looking around.

 

[Scott DeWar]

"so, when we go und look for clerics? after i finsh food und drink i hope?" he hefts the last tankard for a draw and finish his food hurridly while waiting for a response.

 

[Trouvere]

"Apples? I can't smell apples," says Conuld quickly.

"Go where? All the adventuring clerics of Orussus come here, I had thought. Besides, I intend to rest my feet."

 

[Scott DeWar]

Pendrake sits back and shakes his head *sigh* it looks like he is in for a long wait for excitement.

 

[SlagMortar]

Overhearing Conuld mention an ancient ruined city, he raises an eyebrow toward Percy and nods in their direction. Turning toward Conuld, he clears his throat,

"Did you, er, mention an ancient, ah, city? I only know, ah, one good cleric and he is, er, not here, and another halfling of great purity and, ah, bravery, but my friend here is a, ah, sorcerer of great power and we've, er, with some st-stalwart companions, er, defeated some great evils. And, er, investigated several, ah, ruins."