[Tavern] Tower's Shard 2011

Ghourra, I'm Pok, have you heard anything about a Roswyn D'Sivis? She was in town last I heard, and seems to have picked up and left while I was away on business. says the gnome in grey, after approaching the woman.
 

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Ghourra, I'm Pok, have you heard anything about a Roswyn D'Sivis? She was in town last I heard, and seems to have picked up and left while I was away on business. says the gnome in grey, after approaching the woman.
Brews waves Pok over and indicates the large dragon bust by the fireplace. She killed that dragon, with a bunch of other folk. He reaches under the bar and, after a moment, comes out with a yellowing copy of the Inquisitive. There you go. Left a while back... to Q'Barra. Only that halfork came back. He's upstairs somewhere.
 

An official-looking human steward enters the tavern. Behind him stand two guards wearing platemail armor. All three bear the holy symbol of the Church of the Silver Flame upon their breast. The steward looks around the tavern, immediately spotting the boisterous, flamboyantly, red-bearded dwarf Muzdum half into his cups at a table. The three approach the dwarf purposefully.

Stopping before Muzdum, the steward straightens his tunic, clears his throat and begins to speak. ”Good Morrow, Muzdum Firebelly. My name is Dendron, steward for Vandrol Sol, high priest of the Church of the Silver Flame here in Sharn. Vandrol respectfully requests your presence – as well those of your comrades – in order to discuss a task he wishes you to undertake. Similar dispatches have been sent to the others of your party.” Dendron puffs his chest out importantly, ”It is also known that a holy relic was recovered from the depths of the Cogs. High Priest Vandrol wishes that our Silver Sword be returned. If you would be so kind, please make yourself available on the morrow before mid of day at the Cathedral of the Cleansing Flame, in mid-Sharn.” Dendron doesn’t wait for Muzdum to respond, but dips his head respectfully, intoning a common blessing of the Silver Flame before backing up and leaving the tavern.

ooc: [MENTION=51271]Voda Vosa[/MENTION]: [FONT=&quot]Here is the thread for the new adventure[/FONT]
 

Sometimes I worry you have a better information network than we do Brews... Gil laughs slightly, but his heart isn't in it, Upstairs you said? Gil looks toward the stairwell, I'll wait here, worst comes to worst, my family will contact me. Maybe that half orc could tell me something.

OOC: Thanks for the update [MENTION=36973]stonegod[/MENTION] !
 

Varis d'Lyrandar , Half-Elf Bard 6

Varis eyes open wide and he claps his hand on his forehead. "How could I forget? Excuse me everyone, but I have a personal thing to resolve."

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Wishlist:
Level 2 Eberron dragonshard of lightning
upgrades to +2 for current sword and armor.

last game:
http://www.enworld.org/forum/living...ng-surface-judge-stonegod-12.html#post5693554

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Varis d'Lyrandar
Perception: 20 Insight: 20 Low-light Vision
AC 21 Fortitude 19 Reflex 20 Will 21
Initiative: +3
Hit Points: 54 / 54 Bloodied: 27
Temporary Hit Points: 0
Resist: -
Saving Throw: +2 vs charm, illusion, sleep
Action Points: 1 Second Wind: 1
Healing Surge:13 Surges per day: 10 / 10
At-Will Powers: Lightning Longsword, Vicious Mockery, War Song Strike
Encounter Powers: Burning Spray, Shout of Triumph, Inspire Competence, Impelling Force, Word of Friendship, Song of Conquest, Majestic Word 2/2
Daily Powers: Stirring Shout, Song of Discord, Extra lightning damage

Condition:

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Deimos Vrago, Tiefling Wizard (Mage) 7

Nearly running into the hastily leaving half-elf, a tiefling in a flowing robe and with a gnarled staff enters the tavern. "Deimos, wizard of fire and charm. At your service!"
He quickly scans the patrons and moves to Bellegon's table.
"Bellegon, sunshine, have I missed another easy task that turn out as a battle against hordes of the undead?" He asks cheerfully.

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Shee not updated yet


Last adventure: [Adventure] Dusk and Her Embrace (Judge: THB)

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Immediate Interruption: Shield (if it prevents a hit by a non-minion)
Immediate Reaction: Infernal Wrath (if hit by enemy in range/ not if weakened)


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Deimos Vrago
Perception: 13 Insight: 20 Low-light Vision
AC 20 Fortitude 16 Reflex 18 Will 19
Initiative: +3
Hit Points: 40 / 40 Bloodied: 20
Temporary Hit Points: -
Resist: fire 6
Saving Throw: -
Action Points: 2 Second Wind: 1
Milestones: 1.5
Healing Surge:10 Surges per day: 5 / 8
At-Will Powers: Magic Missle, Scorching Burst, Beguiling Strands
Encounter Powers: Infernal Wrath, Charm of Misplaced Wrath, Fire Shroud, Shield
Daily Powers: Flaming Sphere, Summon Magma Beast

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It is not everyday that you see a wizard fall through a portal into a tavern, but thankfully today is that day. Muttering, Mythra ribs his head as he gingerly gets up from the floor. First kidnapped by a dragon, now a portal back to this accursed place! he complains.

No matter, I shall find a lead to the creature soon enough...what are you looking at?!
he says shouting at some onlookers.

OOC: Mythra level 6 controller wizard.

Spending RP is optional correct?
 

As Mythra enter the room, Malehan continue to fix his mug of ale and seems to ignore the wizard. But once he asks his question at the onlookers, he replies "At the only interesting thing in this boring place." he then takes a long sip. "You should take one, you seems to need one."
 

Khazin steps into the Tower's Shard. He cuts an imposing figure at first: His height, already well above average, is exaggerated by his wiry frame and long limbs. His hood is thrown back, but that only reveals his wild mane of dark gray hair. His face is concealed behind a bronze mask, and only a tiny glint of light confirms that there are eyes peering out from behind it. The massive sword in a baldric at his shoulder looks much too heavy for his thin arms, but much too stained and well-maintained to be for show.

His obvious disorientation and confusion spoils the effect. He scans the tavern (his head turns) and then whirls to look back outside. He steps back inside, much less urgently, and scratches the back of his head, looking ponderously at his feet. He takes a seat and looks over a scroll of parchment he produces from a bag hanging by his waist, and then sits at Malehan's table without acknowledging the elf in the slightest.

OOC: Khazin, Level 4 Avenger of the Path of Light, at your service.
 
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