The actual road goes from Greenheart in the center of the forest (currently at your backs in the west-NW direction) towards Deletorn, in the banks of the Great Lake Galifar. In the east. The path turns from the simple,quite comfortable and easy to walk, in wich you are into a proper road once it leaves the Towering Forest and reaches the city of Niern.
There are some small hamlets and villages along the way though.
Slinging her pack off, Min sits on a rock and stretches. "Thank you again for coming to my aid. I did not realize how dangerous this area could be. Is there anything I can do to repay you all?"
"A companion to guide me to civilization might be nice," Ary replies with a broad smile then looks to to others. "Anyone have any pressing business," they ask curiously next sitting on the rock near Min.
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Although Lyreis rests with the others he spends a lot of the time strolling the edge of the circle keeping his eyes open for signs of danger. In answer to Ary's question he replies "I have no business that I must attend to, I was looking for an old friend in Greenheart but she was not there and there is nowhere I need to be desperately."
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"Well, I guess I can be your guide, though I got swept up in the war early on as and kept climbing the ranks in the medical tents. I was in the war from the time I was 16. (Assuming this is right after the war yes frandal?)"
The group tries to rest a little bit while eating some of their own rations, some keep an eye out for trouble while others seems to be more focused in their own bussiness.
( You can use a shor rest if you want )
- So... - the young, jovial voice caught everyone by surprise. It came form above their heads and all turned to its source. Leaning on the top of one of the boulders they find a humanoid, two horns came out of his forehead and his legs are similar to the legs of a goat. He has a a thin beard that ends in a knob. He wears but a jacket and his chest and arms are decorated with tattos forming an elegant and beatiful pattern.
- I guess you all are wondering why I have gathered you all here today. - he smiles and jumps down to be at the same level of the party. He doesn't make any sudden movement and is relaxed and smiling. He carries a ceramic jar of extrange design (as seen in the picture) and a mug on the other.
- Truth beign said dear friends, is that I need you... well... at least I need some individuals with certain set of skills. And you all seem to fit in that description. -
He walks towards the center of the improvised camp they had made and sits in another rock there, crossing his legs and smiling.
"But of course dear, of course... but that doesn't mean that I didn't gathered you. Never been a shepperd myself. " He looks to all of you and chuckles " It seems that I am not bad at it, am I? " he fills his mug and offers it to Min. She can see that it's fill with a red wine "Want some? " he says with a natural gesture.
He doesn't seem evil, but is overconfident and seems to be having fun.
Lyreis continues to move around the edge of the stones, as he passes behind one he slides the double-bladed scimitar from it's sheath across his back and continues to circle the new arrival whilst occasionally looking outward to make sure they don't have company. He remains silent throughout, alert and intrigued.
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Vhon - Level 2 Warlock - What shall become of the Drunken Sailor?
Hurosk quickly dives behind a rock when the strange voice speaks up. He peers out from behind the rock with bow drawn, he wonders how this creature was able to avoid his detection. "What do you mean that you have gathered us? Are you responsible for the crazed owlbear and kuo-toa,"he calls from behind the boulder. As the satyr approaches the group with no apparent ill will, the hunter relaxes the draw on his bow but keeps it trained on him.
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"I'm not usually one to be compelled anywhere friend," Art replies wryly. "What's this you say about needing us? I'm in a mood to hear you out at least," they add abd as they're talking slip out there dagger and palm it so no one can see readying a thrown attack.
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Moltaris rolls backwards off of the rock where she had taken her rest and comes to a standing position, staring angrily over the edge of her shield at the brazen interloper.
"Do you think to enslave us, horned one?"
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Oh my.. didn't I included the map at the campaign tab? bad DM... bad... sorry guys and thanks Saute!! I will do ASAP so we all can have it there for future reference.
The satyr replies to the half-orc.
" No I am not darling. But start to worry about how I did it... the past is in the past, the important thing is that you all are finally here. Aren't you? " seeing that no one is taking his wine he shrugs and drink from it. A generous sip before continuing. He opens his mouth to reply to Ary when the cleric ask her question. He stops, closes his mouth and looks amazed to Moltaris.
"Molly! You hurt me!! And here was I, fool of me, thinking that you would be happy to finally find porpouse for your long journey from Adar, and... "he seems about to cry "... this is how you pay me? with accussations of such a horrible thing? No need to be rude... No... I refuse to believe that you ever had said such a thing!" he empties the wine and serves himself another mug. Look again to the cleric and empty it again in one long sip.
"Ahh that's better."he says serving another time. " Are you absolutely sure that you don't want a taste of it? It's a wonderful wine."
"Where was I... oh yes yes... why do I need you. Well, I should say, why do we need you. For it's not only me who need of your strength and bravery" he is more excited and stands in the rock " it's the whole continent"he says opening is arms and spilling some of the wine " what do I say? the whole WORL.. uups!!"as he says the last word he opens again his arms, trying to extend them more, and spin at the same time. He lost his balance and finish in the ground, laying facing up. He stands using the rock in wich he was previously not to drop the wine or the mug. "Ey! Why you should do such a thing?" he asks to the rock, apparently, but laughs again
"So... what do you say darlings? Do you think you will be able to work together enough time to help save the world?"
"To save the world from the madness of drunken men..." Moltaris growls as she stows her shield. "Wait - how do you know my name? What are you really?"
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Eshuvenniel Kazander Ravid,Valor Bard and Acolyte of the Goddess of Luck Caradoc Langham, Halfling Rogue - Lost Magics - Epic of Pre-made Proportions! I'm not looking for heaven or hell... just someone to listen to stories I tell...
"Oh, the ones who you need to stop aren't drunks I can tell you this... and no funny at all." he seems almost sad looking to the cleric for a moment. But then his smile returns to his face and eyes.
"Fortunately.. not all of us are as they are! aren't we?" he says pouring more wine into his mug and drinking it. "Once again Molivastar, you hurt my feelings I truly hope that there isn't a third time, ok?" he looks for a second to the cleric in the eye. " I am a very profesional individual. If I must do a job I do it properly. How do you think I gathered you all? I made an exhaustive field study of course! But what amazes me is that you are still worrying about the past..." he points with his thumb over his left shoulder with the hand that has the mug " instead of focusing in the present, or be excited about the future!!"
Hurosk lowers his bow and steps a bit closer. He turns his nose up at the satyr's offer of wine. "I'll bite... I haven't heard that the world needs to be saved though. What sort of future are you offering?"
"But the most exciting one of course!!"his eyes brighten with excitement " Full of dangers, and pain, and rain, and cold, and more pain.. and probably one or two deaths... "he says the last sentence as if it something casual " but a rewarding one!! And you will be helping a lot of innocent people. " he takes another sip as if that is his last sentence and, while drinking he opens his eyes and looks at you. " What? Isn't it, helping people I mean, what you adventurers types doesn't crave for darlings? "
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"I want to help people." Min says softly. "But you still have not told us who we are helping, or where we need to go... or really anything..."
She looks down at the wine and hands it back to the creature. "I dont like wine... you seem to though. You can have it. Maybe after drinking this, you will use less but more important words?" Persuasion: 23
"Inoccences my friend I fine is often a matter of time amd perspective. I often to not have a lot or one and tend not to dwell on the opinions if others. Say...we're not interested in the wellfare of the may but more of less that of the few. How do I benefit in helping everyone," Ary says exposing their dagger now as if to clean beneath their nails.
Ary is calm almost dispassionate in expression and tone.
OOC: Taking a break with free Wi-Fi out and about. Sorry for the lack if posting. Will try to do my best but my old AF hotel's Wi-Fi sucks SO hard i have tl post while I'm out but you know how THAT goes over well on vacation...
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The actual road goes from Greenheart in the center of the forest (currently at your backs in the west-NW direction) towards Deletorn, in the banks of the Great Lake Galifar. In the east. The path turns from the simple,quite comfortable and easy to walk, in wich you are into a proper road once it leaves the Towering Forest and reaches the city of Niern.
There are some small hamlets and villages along the way though.
PbP Character: A few ;)
Slinging her pack off, Min sits on a rock and stretches. "Thank you again for coming to my aid. I did not realize how dangerous this area could be. Is there anything I can do to repay you all?"
"A companion to guide me to civilization might be nice," Ary replies with a broad smile then looks to to others. "Anyone have any pressing business," they ask curiously next sitting on the rock near Min.
Sometimes a Nat 1 tells a better story than a Nat 20 ever could.
Although Lyreis rests with the others he spends a lot of the time strolling the edge of the circle keeping his eyes open for signs of danger. In answer to Ary's question he replies "I have no business that I must attend to, I was looking for an old friend in Greenheart but she was not there and there is nowhere I need to be desperately."
Vhon - Level 2 Warlock - What shall become of the Drunken Sailor?
Lyreis - Level 6 Elf Fighter - Eberron: Omega
DM - Dzenda: The Cracks - DM - Dzenda: Whispered Tales
"Well, I guess I can be your guide, though I got swept up in the war early on as and kept climbing the ranks in the medical tents. I was in the war from the time I was 16. (Assuming this is right after the war yes frandal?)"
(@therpg5e It's ok :) )
The group tries to rest a little bit while eating some of their own rations, some keep an eye out for trouble while others seems to be more focused in their own bussiness.
( You can use a shor rest if you want )
- So... - the young, jovial voice caught everyone by surprise. It came form above their heads and all turned to its source. Leaning on the top of one of the boulders they find a humanoid, two horns came out of his forehead and his legs are similar to the legs of a goat. He has a a thin beard that ends in a knob. He wears but a jacket and his chest and arms are decorated with tattos forming an elegant and beatiful pattern.
- I guess you all are wondering why I have gathered you all here today. - he smiles and jumps down to be at the same level of the party. He doesn't make any sudden movement and is relaxed and smiling. He carries a ceramic jar of extrange design (as seen in the picture) and a mug on the other.
- Truth beign said dear friends, is that I need you... well... at least I need some individuals with certain set of skills. And you all seem to fit in that description. -
He walks towards the center of the improvised camp they had made and sits in another rock there, crossing his legs and smiling.
PbP Character: A few ;)
"What..." Min starts... "who?"
She shakes her head. "Gathererd us? I think you might be mistaken. I just met these people. I was out here looking for medicines."
Arcana to see what he is: 5
Insight to see if he is screwing with us or evil: 21
The creature smiles at Min.
"But of course dear, of course... but that doesn't mean that I didn't gathered you. Never been a shepperd myself. " He looks to all of you and chuckles " It seems that I am not bad at it, am I? " he fills his mug and offers it to Min. She can see that it's fill with a red wine "Want some? " he says with a natural gesture.
He doesn't seem evil, but is overconfident and seems to be having fun.
PbP Character: A few ;)
Lyreis continues to move around the edge of the stones, as he passes behind one he slides the double-bladed scimitar from it's sheath across his back and continues to circle the new arrival whilst occasionally looking outward to make sure they don't have company. He remains silent throughout, alert and intrigued.
Vhon - Level 2 Warlock - What shall become of the Drunken Sailor?
Lyreis - Level 6 Elf Fighter - Eberron: Omega
DM - Dzenda: The Cracks - DM - Dzenda: Whispered Tales
Hurosk quickly dives behind a rock when the strange voice speaks up. He peers out from behind the rock with bow drawn, he wonders how this creature was able to avoid his detection. "What do you mean that you have gathered us? Are you responsible for the crazed owlbear and kuo-toa," he calls from behind the boulder. As the satyr approaches the group with no apparent ill will, the hunter relaxes the draw on his bow but keeps it trained on him.
"I'm not usually one to be compelled anywhere friend," Art replies wryly. "What's this you say about needing us? I'm in a mood to hear you out at least," they add abd as they're talking slip out there dagger and palm it so no one can see readying a thrown attack.
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Sometimes a Nat 1 tells a better story than a Nat 20 ever could.
Moltaris rolls backwards off of the rock where she had taken her rest and comes to a standing position, staring angrily over the edge of her shield at the brazen interloper.
"Do you think to enslave us, horned one?"
Eshuvenniel Kazander Ravid, Valor Bard and Acolyte of the Goddess of Luck
Caradoc Langham, Halfling Rogue - Lost Magics - Epic of Pre-made Proportions!
I'm not looking for heaven or hell... just someone to listen to stories I tell...
For those like myself unfamiliar with Eberron, here's a map of the region where we currently are. We are on the eastern edge of the Eldeen Reaches...
Oh my.. didn't I included the map at the campaign tab? bad DM... bad... sorry guys and thanks Saute!! I will do ASAP so we all can have it there for future reference.
The satyr replies to the half-orc.
" No I am not darling. But start to worry about how I did it... the past is in the past, the important thing is that you all are finally here. Aren't you? " seeing that no one is taking his wine he shrugs and drink from it. A generous sip before continuing. He opens his mouth to reply to Ary when the cleric ask her question. He stops, closes his mouth and looks amazed to Moltaris.
"Molly! You hurt me!! And here was I, fool of me, thinking that you would be happy to finally find porpouse for your long journey from Adar, and... " he seems about to cry "... this is how you pay me? with accussations of such a horrible thing? No need to be rude... No... I refuse to believe that you ever had said such a thing!" he empties the wine and serves himself another mug. Look again to the cleric and empty it again in one long sip.
"Ahh that's better." he says serving another time. " Are you absolutely sure that you don't want a taste of it? It's a wonderful wine."
"Where was I... oh yes yes... why do I need you. Well, I should say, why do we need you. For it's not only me who need of your strength and bravery" he is more excited and stands in the rock " it's the whole continent" he says opening is arms and spilling some of the wine " what do I say? the whole WORL.. uups!!" as he says the last word he opens again his arms, trying to extend them more, and spin at the same time. He lost his balance and finish in the ground, laying facing up. He stands using the rock in wich he was previously not to drop the wine or the mug. "Ey! Why you should do such a thing?" he asks to the rock, apparently, but laughs again
"So... what do you say darlings? Do you think you will be able to work together enough time to help save the world?"
PbP Character: A few ;)
"To save the world from the madness of drunken men..." Moltaris growls as she stows her shield. "Wait - how do you know my name? What are you really?"
Eshuvenniel Kazander Ravid, Valor Bard and Acolyte of the Goddess of Luck
Caradoc Langham, Halfling Rogue - Lost Magics - Epic of Pre-made Proportions!
I'm not looking for heaven or hell... just someone to listen to stories I tell...
The satyr turns really serious for a moment.
"Oh, the ones who you need to stop aren't drunks I can tell you this... and no funny at all." he seems almost sad looking to the cleric for a moment. But then his smile returns to his face and eyes.
"Fortunately.. not all of us are as they are! aren't we?" he says pouring more wine into his mug and drinking it. "Once again Molivastar, you hurt my feelings I truly hope that there isn't a third time, ok?" he looks for a second to the cleric in the eye. " I am a very profesional individual. If I must do a job I do it properly. How do you think I gathered you all? I made an exhaustive field study of course! But what amazes me is that you are still worrying about the past..." he points with his thumb over his left shoulder with the hand that has the mug " instead of focusing in the present, or be excited about the future!!"
PbP Character: A few ;)
Hurosk lowers his bow and steps a bit closer. He turns his nose up at the satyr's offer of wine. "I'll bite... I haven't heard that the world needs to be saved though. What sort of future are you offering?"
"But the most exciting one of course!!" his eyes brighten with excitement " Full of dangers, and pain, and rain, and cold, and more pain.. and probably one or two deaths... " he says the last sentence as if it something casual " but a rewarding one!! And you will be helping a lot of innocent people. " he takes another sip as if that is his last sentence and, while drinking he opens his eyes and looks at you. " What? Isn't it, helping people I mean, what you adventurers types doesn't crave for darlings? "
PbP Character: A few ;)
"I want to help people." Min says softly. "But you still have not told us who we are helping, or where we need to go... or really anything..."
She looks down at the wine and hands it back to the creature. "I dont like wine... you seem to though. You can have it. Maybe after drinking this, you will use less but more important words?" Persuasion: 23
"Inoccences my friend I fine is often a matter of time amd perspective. I often to not have a lot or one and tend not to dwell on the opinions if others. Say...we're not interested in the wellfare of the may but more of less that of the few. How do I benefit in helping everyone," Ary says exposing their dagger now as if to clean beneath their nails.
Ary is calm almost dispassionate in expression and tone.
OOC: Taking a break with free Wi-Fi out and about. Sorry for the lack if posting. Will try to do my best but my old AF hotel's Wi-Fi sucks SO hard i have tl post while I'm out but you know how THAT goes over well on vacation...
Sometimes a Nat 1 tells a better story than a Nat 20 ever could.