The House of Rath: Prologue

[Yair]

Atavy watches Kohl leaving. Ilmater? he thinks. No, that's no god for a hunt. He take out a small pouch, and drawing a dark red substance marks his face with warpaint, closes his eyes, and says "Malar, Lord of the Hunt, bless us as we hunt in your great name." Opening his eyes, he extends the pouch and looks onto the other would-be-hunters, offering them to join his blessing.
[sblock]Atavy knows the worship of Malar is legal in Cormyr.. altohugh he ain't a priest, he can pray. The substance looks suspiciously like blood.[/sblock]

 

[Joshua Randall]

Meliria is ready to go

Meliria stares at Atavy as he smears what looks a lot like blood on his face. She shakes her head in dismay, thinking, What a provocative little fellow. Not that I haven't been provocative myself! I shouldn't have gotten into as much with those Thayans. But they're just so damned smug all the time.

Aloud, Meliria explains to the others what Taurus said: that those who wish to track the missing loggers should begin by speaking with Kalgar in the alley next to the tavern.

"... and unless anyone has an objection, I'll go first and quietly get a look at this Kalgar. Before we all blunder into what could be an ambush," she concludes. There's a glint of eager anticipation in the elf-girl's bright green eyes.

[sblock]OOC -- By my count these are the characters who wish to track the loggers into the forest:

Atavy
Dorn
Glandred
Meliria
Nysa
Percy (?)

I will wait for others to post before having Meliria exit the tavern and attempt to hide & move silently into the alley.[/sblock]

 

[garlicnation]

Tinos pipes up after being mostly silent throughout this encouner, "I feel that I would make a healthy addition to the group traveling within the town. And, if needed, my interrogation skills are not without merit, thanks to the fire lord."

 

[Mephit James]

Jand gathers his blackened staff, and stands from the table. "I should get to bed also, I need to study some before I can be of use tommorow." He glances around the table, frowns, and then glances again, this time obviously counting. "It seems that the constabulary won't receive much help, I only count Tinos and myself staying. And the dramatic orc," he glances after Kohl who has just left. As an afterthought he spares Percy a glance, "And, of course, the Dalelander is undecided. Well, perhaps some of the missing adventurers will join us tommorow. Did we agree on the merchant's quarters? It seems a large area, but I suppose we won't be too difficult to notice."

[sblock]It looks like these people are staying in town: Kohl the Monk,Tinos the Fire Servant, and Jand the Wizard. Possibly Percy of the Dales. (I think titles like this help remember people...)[/sblock]

 

[nonamazing]

Glar has been scratching little notes into the table and counting on his fingers, trying to keep track of which adventurer will be part of which group. "Okay, okay--I think I've got it all figured out. I think," he says, with a look of concentration on his face.

"We want to keep the groups as even as possible, right? Well it looks like we'll have five people going into the forest--or, well, wherever the trail of the missing men leads--and four people staying here in town, to speak to the authorites. The trackers will be Miss Melira, Lady Dawnbringer, Glandred, Percy"--(who seems to have developed an eye for Melira, Glar thinks)--"and our Malar-worshipping friend here," Glar notes, indicating the halfling.

"The second team will be made up of me, Kohl, Jand and Tinos. I know that I originally said that I'd go with the trackers, but the teams have switched up a bit, and I've decided to stay with those in town, to make things even."

Glar looks a little tired. "And now I reckon I should get a little rest. I'll meet up with the rest of you tomorrow in the merchant's quarter, bright and early."

[SBLOCK]Barring any further changes, the teams should be:

Team one (the trackers):
Meliria
Atavy
Nysa
Glandred
Percy

Team two (the other guys):
Jand
Tinos
Kohl
Glar[/SBLOCK]

 

[D20Dazza]

Glandred nods at Meliria "I agree with your suggestion but I will be at the mouth of the alley with my blade ready - you need but yell and I will come running to your aid." The dwarf stands patting the long sword that hangs heavily from her side. With a nod at the adventurers still sitting at the table she prepares to leave "May the Lady of the Fray look on you and our endeavours in a positive light'

[sblock]Well there's 11 PCs listed as being in the game in the RG so who are we missing? Daneel (Mystery Man - certainly seems to be ) and Hito (Mummykitty) by my reckoning - are they both still in the game?"[/sblock]

 

[Yair]

[sblock]Well there's 11 PCs listed as being in the game in the RG so who are we missing? Daneel (Mystery Man - certainly seems to be ) and Hito (Mummykitty) by my reckoning - are they both still in the game?"[/sblock]

[sblock]According to the OOC thread, they are in the game but the DM told them not to post till he tells them to, so I reackon we are done and the good lady can go out scouting now.[/sblock]

 

[Mystery Man]

Daneel waits patiently and listens to the conversations going on around him. Certain that the entire purpose for this meeting will present itself soon enough he decides to take the opportunity to earn some gold or at least try to. A crowded place like this is just the thing to boost his performing confidence.

perform string instruments +6

 

[Songdragon]

The Lathanderite watches those going to see the authorities in the morning disperse and looks at the elf and wonders, Why would we need to scout out thir next contact in this endeavour, if our employer is sending us to him. That makes little sense for him to set an ambush for us. and then shrugs as she waits for the others for whatever reason they want to be waiting for before going to talk to Kalgar

 

[nonamazing]

As Glar is making his way out of the tavern, he stops for a moment, resting on his staff, and listens to the music. He smiles, eyes half-closed, lost in the moment. Suddenly, a puzzled expression crosses the young lad's face. I'm sure I've heard that before...but where?

"Pardon me, good sir," Glar says, approaching the stranger, "but would you mind telling me if that tune has a name? I feel certain I've heard it before..."