The Lamentation of Lolth - Chapter I

[Brother Shatterstone]

Mosslime: Finhead Saurial/Male

Mosslime turns his head when he hears the door open and displaces what everyone hopes qualifies as a smile as he moves over to the new member of the inn. He nods his head up and down as he tries to pantomime what’s been going on but quickly he turns to the others hoping that one of them will explain.

 

[Majin]

Trond watches the scene unfold in front of him with interest. Speaking directly to Aeyden, "A late arrival I see? I believe I can help your friend out there by explaining whats going on. My name is Trond Svenson. I have travelled here from a nearby farming community to request the help of any willing adventurers. It seems your lizard friend here is willing. Would you perhaps be as well?"

 

[Jarval]

Andreas Darants, Human Sorcerer

"Sounds an interesting enough venture. Count me in." Andreas nods to Sheriff Svenson.

He listens intently to the strange words coming from the newcomer speaking with the Saurial.

"Ah, you know him?" He says to the man. "Tell me, can you hear him speak... no, silly question, why would he be signing to you if you could hear him..."

 

[Verbatim]

Trying to following Moss' frantic movements was like trying to track a halfling in a parade of elephants, but Ayden did the best that he could.

~Something about food, sleep, and what else is it...~

Speaking once more to him, Ayden asked something that he hoped would slow the excited saurial down somewhat.

"Moss, slow down...would it helped if I asked the others?"

 

[Verbatim]

Ayden Wyvernspur - Priest of Finder Wyvernspur

Trond watches the scene unfold in front of him with interest. Speaking directly to Aeyden, "A late arrival I see? I believe I can help your friend out there by explaining whats going on. My name is Trond Svenson. I have travelled here from a nearby farming community to request the help of any willing adventurers. It seems your lizard friend here is willing. Would you perhaps be as well?"

Turning to face the large man in front of him, Ayden smiles and extended his hand towards him.

"I am Ayden Wyvernspur, and my companion here is Mosslime. Forgive his excitement, as we have been away from others of my kind for many years now."

Pausing to think over the man's words, Ayden nods his head and glances back towards Mosslime.

"We would both be more than willing to listen to your request, but may I get a glass of water before you start? The road here has been long, and I fear that my body is not nearly as stoic as Moss' appears to be."

 

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

*Following Trond's directions to the back room, Meekis looks inside cautiously. Hopefully finding no enemies, he goes in, carefully inspects a chair, and then climbs onto it and waits. He brings out a dried, leathery-looking strip of mushroom and chews on it thoughtfully while the others enter and sit down.*

 

[hippocrachus]

Calenthang sees Meekis enter and look around cautiously, as if a barghest was waiting for him in the shadows. "What do you fear, little friend?" he asks the little figure.

 

[Verbatim]

"Sounds an interesting enough venture. Count me in." Andreas nods to Sheriff Svenson.

He listens intently to the strange words coming from the newcomer speaking with Saurial.

"Ah, you know him?" He says to the man. "Tell me, can you hear him speak... no, silly question, why would he be signing to you if you could hear him..."

Turning to face the man who spoke to him, Ayden hoped the Sheriff would not find him rude in answering the other's question.

"Do not think it silly at all sir, as while Moss can not answer as you and I do, he can understand our words just fine. Normally, I can understand his sign, but as this is his first time from the Lost Vale, he is understandably excited about the trip, and it makes following him a bit difficult."

 

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

Calenthang sees Meekis enter and look around cautiously, as if a barghest was waiting for him in the shadows. "What do you fear, little friend?" he asks the little figure.

"Nothing so far, but you never know," he responds, reaching in his cloak for a moment to calm a brief soft squeeking.

 

[Jarval]

Andreas Darants, Human Sorcerer

"I'd gathered he could understand, we've been having a quick chat. Well, I've been talking and your friend has been very patiently listening." Andreas smiles at the newcomer.

"Moss is his name, is it? I was wondering how we'd manage introductions. I'm Andreas Darants, wizard and general curious nuisance." He shakes hands with both Moss and the newcomer.