industrygothica
Adventurer
Vigwyn the Unruly said:
"Mmm. Fantasy indeed," Gallo mutters. "We shall go on tomorrow then, but until then we need rest."
Vigwyn's 'A New Beginning...' [IC]
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"Mmm. Fantasy indeed," Gallo mutters. "We shall go on tomorrow then, but until then we need rest."
Vigwyn the Unruly
First Post
"Yes, indeed, and rest you shall have." Brolinar rises, and beckons you to follow him. He leads you into the eastern wing of his home to two guest rooms. The accommodations are exemplary, and the wizard is quite hospitable, despite his reluctance to discuss the cairn. The old master shows you where all the facilities are, including a place to bathe, and leaves you to your own devices for the night.
Creamsteak
Explorer
"I call first dibs on the bath. Thanks master Brolinar. You've made this whole crappy night bearable again finally."
Already stripping his boots off as he speaks...
Already stripping his boots off as he speaks...
industrygothica
Adventurer
Gallo waits his turn for the bath, and then rests as best he can.
Vigwyn the Unruly
First Post
You both sleep very well after the crazy evening. The sun rises on a bright blue September sky. The rain is gone, but there is still a chill in the air, with occasional gusts of wind.
Brolinar greets you when you make your way into the main chambers of the house, and escorts you to an extravagant breakfast. Your stomachs rumble when you smell the warm bread, the sausages, and the eggs. Orange juice, an incredible rarity in New Port, serves to wash down the meal.
Wednesday, 8:30 a.m.
[sblock=OOC]You are free to do whatever you would like with the remainder of the day, or we can fast forward to the evening and your trek to the "old keep".[/sblock]
Brolinar greets you when you make your way into the main chambers of the house, and escorts you to an extravagant breakfast. Your stomachs rumble when you smell the warm bread, the sausages, and the eggs. Orange juice, an incredible rarity in New Port, serves to wash down the meal.
Wednesday, 8:30 a.m.
[sblock=OOC]You are free to do whatever you would like with the remainder of the day, or we can fast forward to the evening and your trek to the "old keep".[/sblock]
industrygothica
Adventurer
Gallo wades through the day impatiently, waiting for the cover of night so he can finally leave this place and get on with doing something.
Creamsteak
Explorer
Edgar spends the majority of the day time traveling to the future... er... sleeping.
Vigwyn the Unruly
First Post
Brolinar gives you directions to the old keep and bids you good luck.
The rest of the day passes excruciatingly slowly. You are still wanted by the authorities, so you are forced to sneak out of town.
As the appointed hour draws near, you make your way slowly toward the keep, doing your best to keep a low profile. After a time, you approach the keep from the south. The dilapidated old building directly abuts the foot of a cliff that faces the sea. Only scrub vegetation surrounds the stone edifice. Double oaken doors open on the western wall.
The air is salty, and a light breeze carries the far off sounds of gulls.
The rest of the day passes excruciatingly slowly. You are still wanted by the authorities, so you are forced to sneak out of town.
As the appointed hour draws near, you make your way slowly toward the keep, doing your best to keep a low profile. After a time, you approach the keep from the south. The dilapidated old building directly abuts the foot of a cliff that faces the sea. Only scrub vegetation surrounds the stone edifice. Double oaken doors open on the western wall.
The air is salty, and a light breeze carries the far off sounds of gulls.
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Creamsteak
Explorer
"Well... were here. You want the ball or the stick? I'll take the other one."
industrygothica
Adventurer
"I'll take the stick," Gallo says as he slides it into his magical quiver. "Think anyone's home?"
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