Desdichado
Hero
Keep in mind, it's about 2 AM right now. You can go try to find the professor if you want, though.
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The Whisperers in Darkness
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Lord_Raven88
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Damn weak-fleshed races that need sleepJoshua Dyal said:
Sounding particularly grim and annoyed "Very well then, let us find a place to rest, for those who need it. Then we can visit the Professor in about 4 hours time"
MadMaxim
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Alastor - Human Warmage
4 hours!? What does he think we are!? Bloody warforged!? Alastor gets a hold of himself and adresses Shard:
"Well, considering you don't need any sleep at all, it's very nice of you to grant us 4 hours to rest in, but I would much prefer 8 hours of sleep. I suggest we find a comfortable inn to stay at."
4 hours!? What does he think we are!? Bloody warforged!? Alastor gets a hold of himself and adresses Shard:
"Well, considering you don't need any sleep at all, it's very nice of you to grant us 4 hours to rest in, but I would much prefer 8 hours of sleep. I suggest we find a comfortable inn to stay at."
Lord_Raven88
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"It's up to you human, but by the time you've finished rousing yourself from your slumber. This professor may have already left, and since we don't know where he currently working, it might be hard to track him down"MadMaxim said:
Lord_Raven88
First Post
It's lucky I don't have facial expressions, or I'd either be shocked or grinning from ear to ear, it would be nice to be able to communicate with my body like the weak fleshed.solkan_uk said:
Shard inclines his head slighty in Arlanen direction, with a touch of humour in his voice he says "No offense taken"
MadMaxim
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Alastor - Human Warmage
"Very well then... We'll make it 4 hours then, but if I look like something the cat dragged in tomorrow, it's because I didn't get my beauty sleep! Also, I'm very grumpy when I don't get enough sleep, so anyone bothering me unnecessarily will be turned into a human torch..."
Alastor looks for a suitable inn while they're walking through the town and will avoid the Flophouse at all costs.
"Very well then... We'll make it 4 hours then, but if I look like something the cat dragged in tomorrow, it's because I didn't get my beauty sleep! Also, I'm very grumpy when I don't get enough sleep, so anyone bothering me unnecessarily will be turned into a human torch..."
Alastor looks for a suitable inn while they're walking through the town and will avoid the Flophouse at all costs.
Desdichado
Hero
I'll fast-forward until sometime a little after dawn--let's just assume everyone found a place to rest, and I won't worry about where it is until (if) it becomes important.
In the growing graylight of the morning, your small group gathers on the street leading towards Allustor's house. The rain has stopped, but the streets are still wet and the sky is still cloudy and steel-colored. A stiff breeze keeps you cool.
Allustor's house is indeed easy to recognize, as the deputy alleged. It is the first well-maintained house you've seen in town, with impeccably clean river-stone walls and slate-shingled roof, and a neatly groomed garden behind a low stone wall. A few late blooming cool weather flowers still dot the garden, and a handful of trees in the garden are an explosion of orange, red and yellow colors.
You don't see any evidence of anyone in the vicinity of the house, however, except a few early risers walking through the street. It looks as if the door is hanging loosely opened, and one of the windows also seems to be open. Through the open window, you can see a sodden curtain waving weakly in the wind.
In the growing graylight of the morning, your small group gathers on the street leading towards Allustor's house. The rain has stopped, but the streets are still wet and the sky is still cloudy and steel-colored. A stiff breeze keeps you cool.
Allustor's house is indeed easy to recognize, as the deputy alleged. It is the first well-maintained house you've seen in town, with impeccably clean river-stone walls and slate-shingled roof, and a neatly groomed garden behind a low stone wall. A few late blooming cool weather flowers still dot the garden, and a handful of trees in the garden are an explosion of orange, red and yellow colors.
You don't see any evidence of anyone in the vicinity of the house, however, except a few early risers walking through the street. It looks as if the door is hanging loosely opened, and one of the windows also seems to be open. Through the open window, you can see a sodden curtain waving weakly in the wind.
