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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Ziona" data-source="post: 203216" data-attributes="member: 484">Lord Korvish’s KeepThe traveler’s town was a busy spot, with common folk peddling their wares and walking about the streets.  It was obvious to Dent that there were more people in town than the peddlers were used to. The merchants hurried about, answering questions, showing off their items and trying extra hard to push their goods.  Dent thought he spotted a few adventurers here and there, noticeable by their armor or the weapons they carried.  It was a small town, but the busyness of it made him feel anxious, on edge.“Hey Dent! Over here!”He recognized Lox’s shrill pitch.  When he turned to look, Lox was holding a pint of ale.“They have great ale in that tent over there,” he smiled.  “Lox, where is Nuttin?”“Uh, oh yeah. Where is Nuttin? Shouldn’t he be here?”“Lox, how many pints have you had?  Nuttin went running after you into the crowd,” Dent said, looking around.  “You must have seen him.”Lox just looked around, trying to see what Dent was looking for, and spilled his ale all over himself.“Lookee what happened, Dent…guess I need another,” he sloshed.“I don’t think so, my friend.”  Dent grabbed Lox by the scruff of the neck and lead him forward, keeping an eye out for Nuttin.  He caught bits and pieces of conversations going on around him, most of them pertaining to the maze.  “Yeah, well, I heard that only eight people have ever made it outta there…”“It’s supernatural magic, that’s what it is! He used supernatural magic to create it!”“…the monsters are captured and put in there to scare people, or kill those who dare attack them…”“…those adventurers have been in there for years trying to escape! The only thing that keeps them alive is a magical ring that Korvish gives ‘em to keep them from starving…”Dent began to wonder where the maze actually was.  Could it be in Waterdeep?  Perhaps it has a spell on it to make it invisible, or maybe Korvish casts a spell on you and sends you into the maze.“Crazy thoughts…these common folk and Lox are wearing off on me with their silly stories,” thought Dent.“What do you think?”Dent spun around to see Nuttin standing behind him dressed in cranberry colored robes.“I hope they didn’t cost too much,” hiccupped Lox. “I was not addressing you, Lumley,” said Nuttin.  “You keep up wise mouthin’ and I’ll show you what a wizard can do.”“Your robes are fine.  We should keep moving and get to the keep,” Dent advised.“Fine robes, yes indeed,” Nuttin beamed. “These robes are the bees knees.”“Bees knees?  Do bees have knees, Nuttin?  This one time, my Great Uncle Lumpkin Lumley got stung on the cheek and his face got swollen and he looked like a chipmunk…”“Enough, Lox. We’re going to see Korvish about the maze,” said Dent flatly.The guards at the gate asked if they intended on accepting the challenge of the maze, and allowed them to enter a reception hall.  Here they saw a few other adventurers who planned on entering the maze as well.  One, a red-haired male, had a scimitar strapped to his hip and a fiery, penetrating gaze.  Another was a female who had bare feet, no armor, and a head void of hair except for a braid that stemmed from the back of her head, and ran the length of her back.  Finally, there was a man who carried a spiked chain, dressed in black, and wore a silky black mask.  “What an odd lot,” whispered Nuttin.“An elf with two halflings are far from ordinary,” spat the man in black.  “Half-elf, actually,” corrected Dent. “Your eyes must not be as keen as your ears, my friend.”Lox looked up and saw the man in the mask and was instantly intrigued.  “What an interesting mask you have!  I bet it’s made of the finest materials.  Why do you wear a mask?  Is there something wrong with your face?  Is it scarred and burned? Can I see it? I bet that’s an interesting story…”“Lumley, quiet down. This is no time for your nonsense,” reprimanded Nuttin.“Nonsense is all that can come from a halfling,” said the woman flatly.  “Now you listen here, little miss,” began Nuttin.Just then a middle aged man with graying hair and deep violet robes entered the room.  His stature was regal, and Lox’s eyes bulged when he saw how many golden trinkets the man wore.“Greetings.  I am Lord Korvish.  Welcome to my Keep.”The Adventure Continues…</blockquote>

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