[Tavern] Tower's Shard 2011

[WEContact]

"This bears investigation. Perhaps this disturbance has some bearing on my mission after all," Khazin says. He puts his mask back on and pushes his empty bowl of soup aside. "Helping you all may be worth it despite the meager pay."

OOC: We really appreciate you taking one for the team, Velmont!

 

[Luinnar]

There might be trouble, but I don't know of what kind."

There is always trouble Mythra mutters. Not as much gold as I am accustom too, but I suppose it will do.

OOC: Mythra always complains, don't mind him

 

[MetaVoid]

OOC: Bellegon can get into melee as needed, though he preferrs to get his aura up before he does so. Also, his MBA slides so if you have zones or flaming spheres (Deimos and Mythra) expect people to get slid in Velmont, read up on dark warlock aura You may learn to hate it either triggering it or not...

 

[Velmont]

The old man smile. He shakes gently his head. "Three thousand to deliver a message and escort a man back here seems quite well paid... if it is clear that I want Zelgar, and thus you, to avoid trouble."

He search into another pocket and takes out a small purse. "Fifteen platinium." he puts it on the table with the sealed letter.

 

[MetaVoid]

"We sat in the tavern long enough. Where do we start? Lightning Rail? Sky ship? Or it's up to us?"

Bellegon works hard to hide the enthuisasm.

 

[TwoHeadsBarking]

OOC: If I understand well, I'll be the only player with 2 inactive PC in LEB after that adventure start...

OOC: If it makes you feel any better, none of my characters have been in an adventure for quite a while either. Well, I only have the one character, but still.

 

[stonegod]

OOC: Tondrek and Czern have been inactive for a while.

 

[Son of Meepo]

OOC: Finding a pic for my character has been a frustrating experience. 6 foot tall 300 lb hairless females just aren't common enough.

 

[Luinnar]

The old man smile. He shakes gently his head. "Three thousand to deliver a message and escort a man back here seems quite well paid... if it is clear that I want Zelgar, and thus you, to avoid trouble."

He search into another pocket and takes out a small purse. "Fifteen platinium." he puts it on the table with the sealed letter.

You never mentioned that was the total amount Mythra mutters sourly.

Nevermind...I hope this expedition is worthwhile and I won't be risking my neck on some wild goose chase.

OOC: Disclaimer: The views of Mythra do not reflect the views of the poster

 

[VanderLegion]

"It's enough, assuming everything goes to plan...which in my experience it never does," says Vander. "When do we leave?"