ShaggySpellsword
First Post
"P'haps the mastuh jus' sells off da' cargo he steals. He gets money, supports 'is lif'style, an' don't hafta pay no-one else nuthin' fer the trouble. Sounds like a good deal to me anyway, if'n you can get it."
Who Wants to be a Wayfinder? The New Class
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Stormreach. The 3rd of Vult, 999.
It started off a small outpost created by pirates targeting Riedran settlements in Xen'Drik. But much time had passed since those humble beginnings. First Morgrave had come, then the dragonmarked enclaves. Then, quite quickly, citizens of every nation made there way to the small city, the only speck of "civilization" in the entire darkened continent of Xen'Drik.
Compared to the hustle and bustle of Fairhaven and Sharn, Stormreach was a ghost town. It was already nearing sunset and the market stalls were all closing up for the night. People (the loosest possible form of the word is being used here) wandered the streets but not with any kind of purpose. The town was a town of rest and healing, a short respite from the horrors of the lost continent.
But it was also a frontier town, a few shifty looking men (once again, loosest possible form of the word, folks) walked the streets. An ogre mage, with a chained goblin railing behind snorted rudely in the heroes' direction before turning down a side street.
The Professor turned and nodded her head. "We're here! Isn't this absolutely exciting?!" she said, clapping her hands. The little halfling had come clad in her "adventuring ensemble". She wore a tan canvas shirt and tan breeches and a black bandana bound back her silver hair. "I have a stop to make in with the House Ghallanda enclave here," she said, "Family business and all that. I may be indisposed for the next few hours, in the meanwhile, I need you all to make some arrangements."
"You can probably explore around for a bit, were in no hurry. The last captain said a rain storm will be coming in tomorrow, thus we probably won't set out for a few days. But you need to contact Barrok Geeli at the Cockatrice Nest tavern and give him this letter. He will contact our guide."
"When you are done, find me at the Enclave, I will have accommodations worked out by then." The elderly halfling made sure to answer any questions before departing and leaving her charges to their own devices.
[sblock]Honestly, I don't have a map of Stormreach if there is one.
Sites that you may be interested in checking out that I've just made up.
Shops of all varieties including -
The Shadowed Weaponsmith
Kli'Rakk - a Riedran Shop
Gol'Irin's Curios
Melinda's Hexology "The witch's shack"
Church of the Great Lights - a large wooden building that looks far better cared for than the other buildings about town, the Church of the Great Lights is a syncretic Church that has space for the worship of the Silver Flame and the Sovereign Host..
House Tharashk Enclave - Large
House Lyrander Enclave - Medium
House Medani Enclave - Small
House Deneith Enclave - Medium
House Sivis Enclave - Small
House Ghallanda Enclave - Medium
House Vadalis Enclave - Small
Relative Sizes:
Small - a dozen house employees
Medium - three dozen house employees
Large - a hundred house employees
A number of bars, catering to all sorts. All can be considered... seedy. Just make up a name of a bar and I'll roll a random bar temperament.
I'm not really sure what else there needs to be.[/sblock]
It started off a small outpost created by pirates targeting Riedran settlements in Xen'Drik. But much time had passed since those humble beginnings. First Morgrave had come, then the dragonmarked enclaves. Then, quite quickly, citizens of every nation made there way to the small city, the only speck of "civilization" in the entire darkened continent of Xen'Drik.
Compared to the hustle and bustle of Fairhaven and Sharn, Stormreach was a ghost town. It was already nearing sunset and the market stalls were all closing up for the night. People (the loosest possible form of the word is being used here) wandered the streets but not with any kind of purpose. The town was a town of rest and healing, a short respite from the horrors of the lost continent.
But it was also a frontier town, a few shifty looking men (once again, loosest possible form of the word, folks) walked the streets. An ogre mage, with a chained goblin railing behind snorted rudely in the heroes' direction before turning down a side street.
The Professor turned and nodded her head. "We're here! Isn't this absolutely exciting?!" she said, clapping her hands. The little halfling had come clad in her "adventuring ensemble". She wore a tan canvas shirt and tan breeches and a black bandana bound back her silver hair. "I have a stop to make in with the House Ghallanda enclave here," she said, "Family business and all that. I may be indisposed for the next few hours, in the meanwhile, I need you all to make some arrangements."
"You can probably explore around for a bit, were in no hurry. The last captain said a rain storm will be coming in tomorrow, thus we probably won't set out for a few days. But you need to contact Barrok Geeli at the Cockatrice Nest tavern and give him this letter. He will contact our guide."
"When you are done, find me at the Enclave, I will have accommodations worked out by then." The elderly halfling made sure to answer any questions before departing and leaving her charges to their own devices.
[sblock]Honestly, I don't have a map of Stormreach if there is one.
Sites that you may be interested in checking out that I've just made up.
Shops of all varieties including -
The Shadowed Weaponsmith
Kli'Rakk - a Riedran Shop
Gol'Irin's Curios
Melinda's Hexology "The witch's shack"
Church of the Great Lights - a large wooden building that looks far better cared for than the other buildings about town, the Church of the Great Lights is a syncretic Church that has space for the worship of the Silver Flame and the Sovereign Host..
House Tharashk Enclave - Large
House Lyrander Enclave - Medium
House Medani Enclave - Small
House Deneith Enclave - Medium
House Sivis Enclave - Small
House Ghallanda Enclave - Medium
House Vadalis Enclave - Small
Relative Sizes:
Small - a dozen house employees
Medium - three dozen house employees
Large - a hundred house employees
A number of bars, catering to all sorts. All can be considered... seedy. Just make up a name of a bar and I'll roll a random bar temperament.
I'm not really sure what else there needs to be.[/sblock]
SelcSilverhand
First Post
Vhir has never gotten used to these large cities. The gathering of so many people in one place is staggering to behold. At every turn there is someone new he has never seen before. Back home his tribe numbered less than 50 and he could identify any person there without ever seeing them just by the sound of their footsteps. To add to the confusion, there were a number of races he had never even seen outside of a textbook. Feeling a long way from home, he sets off to find a shop he heard mentioned before arriving. Melinda's Hexology, or "The witch's shack" as it is commonly called. Getting directions along the way from a passerby, and nearly getting lost at least twice, he finally arrives at his destination.
Spells Prepared
[SBLOCK]
0/Level - 3/Day
Light
Cure Minor Wounds
Guidance
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1/Level - 3/Day
Sandblast (CDiv)
[/SBLOCK]
Spells Prepared
[SBLOCK]
0/Level - 3/Day
Light
Cure Minor Wounds
Guidance
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1/Level - 3/Day
Sandblast (CDiv)
[/SBLOCK]
Midian rests his hand on Talbot's shoulder, taking in the sights.
"Hey, Johan, they have an eclave for your house here, too!" he says, pointing. Then he smiles wryly. "Oh, the dilemmas: seduce the servants at your enclave with the benefit of you name, or take on the challenge in one of the taverns."
At Vhir's mention of the hex shop, Midian's ears perk up.
"Given how we fared in our last encounter, it might do for us to see if we can't find some cheap healing draughts. Maybe a charm or two. Though I'm not exactly overflowing with funds here. Still, could be worth a look. Mind if Talbot and I join you, Vhir? I promise to leave him outside during the shopping.
"Should we meet back at the Cocatrice Nest at some pre-set time?" he asks the others. "An hour, say? Or do you think we have more time?"
"Hey, Johan, they have an eclave for your house here, too!" he says, pointing. Then he smiles wryly. "Oh, the dilemmas: seduce the servants at your enclave with the benefit of you name, or take on the challenge in one of the taverns."
At Vhir's mention of the hex shop, Midian's ears perk up.
"Given how we fared in our last encounter, it might do for us to see if we can't find some cheap healing draughts. Maybe a charm or two. Though I'm not exactly overflowing with funds here. Still, could be worth a look. Mind if Talbot and I join you, Vhir? I promise to leave him outside during the shopping.
"Should we meet back at the Cocatrice Nest at some pre-set time?" he asks the others. "An hour, say? Or do you think we have more time?"
SelcSilverhand
First Post
Vhir smiles and nods in response to Midian, glad to have the company in this strange new city. "I was thinking along the same lines. Even if our funds are low perhaps they will allow us to perform some service in exchange for a discount. I was thinking of checking to see what sort of healers operate in the city as well. Some of them might be able to point out a few useful plants for poultices and infusions as well as what to avoid."
Bront
The man with the probe
"Well, I have some business at my House Enclave, but I prefer to keep my pleasure seperate. Otherwise, there could be some... awkward situations."jkason said:
Johan heads to his Enclave to see what kind of strings he can pull to aquire a few healing potions (+1 Favor Check) before he meets back up with his companion's at the Nest.
The House Deneith Enclave was a ramshackle building (as most of the buildings of Stormreach were). Its side abutted a small apartment complex/barracks where, it seemed, the Defender's Guild kept its agents in Xen'Drik.
Upon entering, Johan found himself in a small chamber facing an aging man sitting behind a desk. "Welcome to the Guild of Defenders, best bodyguards and protectors on the entire lost continent," the man said, somewhere between disinterested and neutral. "My name is Llenis how may I help you?"
[sblock]You failed yer Favor check, sorry. RP with this guy if you want to know anything. You can also self-RP yer Favor check and its near success.[/sblock]
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Melinda's Hexology was a strange little shack near the outer wall of Stormreach. It seemed to be more of a mound than a building, with a tall strange tree growing from the roof of the earthen dome. Upon entering the shadowed shop, the group was assaulted by strange and pungent odors that caused them to wipe their eyes. The shelves were covered with strange items, herbs, plants, animal organs. The back of the shop seemed to contain a glass case, but in the darkness the heroes couldn't really see from the doorway.
Suddenly, a pile of old clothes near the back suddenly came to life, ancient eyes gleaming with cunning and intelligence. The hag had skin the color of burnt parchment, and a mass of teeth so crooked that a Caanith orthodontist would have burst into tears upon seeing it. "Hee, hee, hee, weeeeeelcome, weeelcome. Weeelcome to Melinda's shop of curios and herbs. Do you need a potion of some sort? Dream tonic? Heart's Love? Your fortunes read? Perhaps you'd like me to cast the bones... or would you like to see some of my "special" items, come from the darkened interior of Xen'Drik...."
[sblock]Spot Check, kiddies.[/sblock]
Upon entering, Johan found himself in a small chamber facing an aging man sitting behind a desk. "Welcome to the Guild of Defenders, best bodyguards and protectors on the entire lost continent," the man said, somewhere between disinterested and neutral. "My name is Llenis how may I help you?"
[sblock]You failed yer Favor check, sorry. RP with this guy if you want to know anything. You can also self-RP yer Favor check and its near success.[/sblock]
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Melinda's Hexology was a strange little shack near the outer wall of Stormreach. It seemed to be more of a mound than a building, with a tall strange tree growing from the roof of the earthen dome. Upon entering the shadowed shop, the group was assaulted by strange and pungent odors that caused them to wipe their eyes. The shelves were covered with strange items, herbs, plants, animal organs. The back of the shop seemed to contain a glass case, but in the darkness the heroes couldn't really see from the doorway.
Suddenly, a pile of old clothes near the back suddenly came to life, ancient eyes gleaming with cunning and intelligence. The hag had skin the color of burnt parchment, and a mass of teeth so crooked that a Caanith orthodontist would have burst into tears upon seeing it. "Hee, hee, hee, weeeeeelcome, weeelcome. Weeelcome to Melinda's shop of curios and herbs. Do you need a potion of some sort? Dream tonic? Heart's Love? Your fortunes read? Perhaps you'd like me to cast the bones... or would you like to see some of my "special" items, come from the darkened interior of Xen'Drik...."
[sblock]Spot Check, kiddies.[/sblock]
ShaggySpellsword
First Post
Tel stands at the docks nearly overcome with excitement-here he was, Stormreach, on th everge of his very own Xen'drick adventure. Tel waits around the docks for a little while, waiting until the first creature that he has only heard of in stories walks past. When they do, whatever they happen to be, Tel walks up them, smiles and says,
"'Ello. M'name's Tel. Lemme take ya to yer fav'rit tavern and buy you a drink. I jus' arrived and wanna hear all about this here continent from somm'um who knows. You look 'bout like that person. Where can I take ya an' what can I buy ya?"
[sblock]
OOC: I don't want to approach anyone obviously having a bad day or particullarly ornery. Use Sense Motive to figure out who if needed.[/sblock]
"'Ello. M'name's Tel. Lemme take ya to yer fav'rit tavern and buy you a drink. I jus' arrived and wanna hear all about this here continent from somm'um who knows. You look 'bout like that person. Where can I take ya an' what can I buy ya?"
[sblock]
OOC: I don't want to approach anyone obviously having a bad day or particullarly ornery. Use Sense Motive to figure out who if needed.[/sblock]
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