Tavern Tales Chapter #1: The Forgotten Forge

[jasamcarl]

The newly formed, diverse grouping bunk down and sleep (or its equivilant in the case of Hammer) for the remainder of the night, an amazing feat itself owing to the cramped conditions of Litlow's domcile.

When our adventurers eventually wake the little cottages windows open into skyways and gardens of Sharn, the storm has remmitted and the sun allows the full visual splendor of the City of Towers its due. Activity in this merchant's quarter is already frentic, with craftsmen of all types already having their wears halled off to market where they will in turn purchase the ingrediants and material to help them with both the mundane and magical aspects of their trade.

Despite all this, Litlow's caretaker is still asleept, her murmers and snores continuing to creep out of her closed bedroom.

ooc shouit: I assume Litlow knows the way to the Broken Anvil?

 

[Ashy]

Snow-in-Dusk wakes up slowly, her eyes still somewhat stuck together. Groaning a bit as she climbs off her pretzel-perch across two haphazardly cushioned dining chairs, she rubs her score limbs and her aching neck. Blinking slowly, she looks over to Litlow, pointing towards his mother's room with her chin. "Is she well, Litlow? I don't think I've ever seen anyone sleep so long..."

 

[shouit]

Litlow rubs his eyes, and grabs a glass of water next to his cot. "Yeah, I have seen her sleep for a whole day and a half. But no worries, she will be up shortly as the store is open today." Liltlow takes a drink and stands. He puts the glass back on the dresser and streches. "Bbbbbeeeesides, we need to get going, I will show everyone where the Broken Anvil is. Reg, you awake yet?"

 

[DralonXitz]

Hammer opens his eyes and looks out to the beautiful sunny aspect of Sharn. With all the merchants and craftsmen everywhere, the city was a completly different place than it was last night.

Amazing, this city is truely spectacular...

Standing outside all night had also given his mythril coat a bit of a polish, as he was looking far shinier than he had in a long time.

I hope these people awake soon, we don't have all day

 

[Ashy]

Litlow rubs his eyes, and grabs a glass of water next to his cot. "Yeah, I have seen her sleep for a whole day and a half. But no worries, she will be up shortly as the store is open today." Liltlow takes a drink and stands. He puts the glass back on the dresser and streches. "Bbbbbeeeesides, we need to get going, I will show everyone where the Broken Anvil is. Reg, you awake yet?"

The shifter's nose wrinkles in distaste and she whispers to the gnome, "Perhaps we should not take him along, I don't think I can abide his forked and lying tongue being around for much longer. We are lucky the 'Watch did not clap us all in chains last night for his treachery!"

 

[shouit]

Litlow looks at Snow. "What did he do? I don't remember him doing anything bad. He shapechanged, sure. He told them a different name. Is that what you are talking about? Should we turn him in? Did I bring a criminal into my house?" Litlow looks visible upset.

 

[Ashy]

The shifter's whisper is a bit frantic, and possibly a bit too harsh, but her temper is beginning to flare. "He outright lied to the Sergeant! He still has that dead man's things!" Snow-in-Dusk's eyes are wide with simmering heat and frustration...

 

[Macbeth]

OOC: Given that I really like reading the discussion between Litlow and Snow, I'm going to leave Reg asleep for just a bit longer. Just wanted everybody to know I'm still here, I just want to let this conversation play out a bit before Reg wakes up.

 

[Ashy]

OOC: Cool by me.

 

[shouit]

"He did?!??!?!!?" Litlow chirps. "I didn't see that. Not that I would notice anyways, I am known to get distracted from time to time." He picks up a little metal box engraved with various images on each side. "Hmmmmm.... I wonder." Shakes his head and looks back at Snow, "Should we turn him in? I know where the watch is. Or maybe we should tell that warforge, he seems to be into that whole doing good things thing. He might know the best course of action. Honestly, I am soooo confused. Next time NO ADVENTURE for Litlow. None. Just a bad idea." He looks to Snow as if waiting for her to give some advice.