The leader nods at the words of the companions and says.
"You all can go out. You have nothing to fear for us." without waiting for them to do it or not he just turn to the two that had showed. " We were trying to catch up with you. We found an owlbear dead and some Kuo-tua. We were tracking the beast to put it down, but it seems that you were faster. We thank you for that. " he says " It is weird that the Kuo-toa had been so far from their territory. Do you know anything about this?"
"They attacked us, but our skill" Lyreis nods to the ranger at his side "was enough to see them off, there were not so many and they were very cowardly. You gratitude is welcome but we were defending ourselves on both occasions." Bowing slightly to the Wardens Lyreis continues "I'm sure you have pressing business, please do not let us keep you, I wish you good hunting should you find more Koa Toa, for me though I look for greater challenges."
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“Keeping the Woods safe for you to be able to cross it is more than an challenge I can assure you. “ the captain scoffs “But we were just curious, and grateful... “ he adds “ we were hunting the owlbear for some days. You’ve done us a favor.” He says nodding in acknowledgment.
"You are more than welcome then" Lyreis bows to the captain "Good fortune to you." The elf then sheathes his weapon and looks set to leave. "Shall we get moving?" he adds to Hurosk.
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"And to you" replies the captain "The Guards have as good memories as the trees traveleres. You shouldn't have any more problems in the road. Be safe"
With that the company wishes a good journey to the party and they turn towards the forest.
Guided by the half-orc and thanks to the easy track of the road, the party makes a really good time and they reach the outskirst of the forest by noon. Just another day of travel they reached the city of Niern where they manage to settled passage along with a caravan towards the city of Delethorn, the one that they were headed for by the satyr they found in the forest.
Just half an hour after the sunset, when the shadows of the night start to settle down in the world and the moon is rising in the east they reach the lake port city of Delethorn, at the banks of the great lake Galifar.
The guards at the gate let them in and they part ways with the little caravan that they were traveling along, and they welcome the safety that they could find behind the walls. The air is full of smells, from the humidity of the lake to the acre smell of the animals in the near stables.
Despite the hour the city is still full of life, with a lot of people crossing the streets looking for a little bit of distraction in one tavern or heading home after a hard day work. Asking around they are presented with two options to find rooms for the night.
"If you don't mind the fish I would say that you could go to the Rainbow Trout near the docks " says the middle age fisher they had asked " But if you are the wealthy types then definetly go to the "Purple Silk" near the center of the twon. " he points towards the other direction where the docks are " Follow the Lake Street and you'll find it. You cannot miss it."
"Anything in the middle my friend. No fish but I think..." Ary sweeps a glance around the group, "some of us have limited coin yes," they add smiling at the fishermen.
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" No more inns in the city... sorry... if you are short of coin you could go to the Silver Flame Church, they could seltter you I think... good luck!" and he goes back to his home.
"Thanks, friend," Ary replies. "Well, shall we move on and find a place for the evening. I don't mind paying a little extra for some luxury but it couldn't hurt to save a coin or two," they add smiling at the group.
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"I would rather spend a few more coin personally, I do not wish to stay in a dockside tavern unless it can be avoided." Lyreis' disdain is apparent in his voice.
Hurosk searches for his coin purse. After glancing inside, "I'm not too fond of the smell of fish either. I have enough for a nice room for a day or two. Though if we stay here too long I will need to find means to bring in some more coin."
(DM: I believe we lost Min. She hasn't been active in almost 2 weeks now. )
(Seems so... a pity let's hang with her for a litttle while if she doesn't return she can always stay at the inn )
Following the directions of the fisherman they have no problem to find the "Purple Silk" a fine stablishment with its entrance elevated from the ground level almost 6 feet. The interior is warm, cozy and comfortable. The can see that the curtains are made of purple silk and the chairs have cushions in purple too.
At the opposite wall you can see stairs that go up to antoher storie of the building and there are several doors in the common hall.
The fireplace emits a warm heat that permeates the place the light invites to sit and relax.
A dragonborn female of bronze scales approaches them.
" Welcome to the Purple Silk " she says " I am Yandrylax, and I am delighted to be your host today. What do I can offer to you? A drink? food, rooms for the night perhaps? "
Inside the common room they can see that there is a warforged sitting near the fireplace, looking at the flames, and that there is a couple of tables occupied, one by a group of gnomes and other by two elves, a couple. They look at you when you enter, but doesn't look twice.
"All of those sound good to my ears, thank you." Lyreis moves to a table large enough to accommodate the party "Shall we sit and take a meal together, it would be good to get to know you all better."
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"please" says the dragonborn inviting them to sit down and relax.
"Do you know how many nights are you going to stay? It will be 7 silvers per person, but the inn will be happy to offer you a deal of 5 sp per night if you stay more than five nights... " she says. Without waiting for any response, she is just saying the price upfront, not asking for it she adds, "what would you like to drink and eat? "
"Yandrylax - what a lovely name." Moltaris glances up at the bronze dragonborn with a flicker of a smile. She lowers her skinny frame into a chair, wincing at the soreness from their battle. "What's on the menu here at the Purple Silk?"
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"We will discuss how long we intend to stay but for now a glass of wine, a tray of meats and vegetables, well-spiced would be an excellent start" having ordered first the elf looks a little embarrassed "I apologise, good manners should not be forgotten despite the ravenous hunger I have, for my impatience please let me get the first bottle of wine" he offers with an easy smile to the rest of the group.
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Hurosk pulls out the coin for a five-night stay (2.5gp deducted) and hands it to the dragonborn innkeep. "Not too sure how long we are going to be here, but I feel it may be a bit. We are looking into something for someone... Speaking of any rumors of anyone doing 'black magic' in town?"
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Ary remains silent at the side of the road. They just observing the exchange.
Sometimes a Nat 1 tells a better story than a Nat 20 ever could.
The leader nods at the words of the companions and says.
"You all can go out. You have nothing to fear for us." without waiting for them to do it or not he just turn to the two that had showed. " We were trying to catch up with you. We found an owlbear dead and some Kuo-tua. We were tracking the beast to put it down, but it seems that you were faster. We thank you for that. " he says " It is weird that the Kuo-toa had been so far from their territory. Do you know anything about this?"
PbP Character: A few ;)
Ary remains silent pulling their hood tighter around themselves as the guard waits for the group's response.
Sometimes a Nat 1 tells a better story than a Nat 20 ever could.
"They attacked us, but our skill" Lyreis nods to the ranger at his side "was enough to see them off, there were not so many and they were very cowardly. You gratitude is welcome but we were defending ourselves on both occasions." Bowing slightly to the Wardens Lyreis continues "I'm sure you have pressing business, please do not let us keep you, I wish you good hunting should you find more Koa Toa, for me though I look for greater challenges."
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
“Keeping the Woods safe for you to be able to cross it is more than an challenge I can assure you. “ the captain scoffs “But we were just curious, and grateful... “ he adds “ we were hunting the owlbear for some days. You’ve done us a favor.” He says nodding in acknowledgment.
PbP Character: A few ;)
"You are more than welcome then" Lyreis bows to the captain "Good fortune to you." The elf then sheathes his weapon and looks set to leave. "Shall we get moving?" he adds to Hurosk.
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
"And to you" replies the captain "The Guards have as good memories as the trees traveleres. You shouldn't have any more problems in the road. Be safe"
With that the company wishes a good journey to the party and they turn towards the forest.
Guided by the half-orc and thanks to the easy track of the road, the party makes a really good time and they reach the outskirst of the forest by noon. Just another day of travel they reached the city of Niern where they manage to settled passage along with a caravan towards the city of Delethorn, the one that they were headed for by the satyr they found in the forest.
Just half an hour after the sunset, when the shadows of the night start to settle down in the world and the moon is rising in the east they reach the lake port city of Delethorn, at the banks of the great lake Galifar.
The guards at the gate let them in and they part ways with the little caravan that they were traveling along, and they welcome the safety that they could find behind the walls. The air is full of smells, from the humidity of the lake to the acre smell of the animals in the near stables.
Despite the hour the city is still full of life, with a lot of people crossing the streets looking for a little bit of distraction in one tavern or heading home after a hard day work. Asking around they are presented with two options to find rooms for the night.
"If you don't mind the fish I would say that you could go to the Rainbow Trout near the docks " says the middle age fisher they had asked " But if you are the wealthy types then definetly go to the "Purple Silk" near the center of the twon. " he points towards the other direction where the docks are " Follow the Lake Street and you'll find it. You cannot miss it."
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"Anything in the middle my friend. No fish but I think..." Ary sweeps a glance around the group, "some of us have limited coin yes," they add smiling at the fishermen.
Sometimes a Nat 1 tells a better story than a Nat 20 ever could.
The man scratchs the back of his head.
" No more inns in the city... sorry... if you are short of coin you could go to the Silver Flame Church, they could seltter you I think... good luck!" and he goes back to his home.
PbP Character: A few ;)
"Thanks, friend," Ary replies. "Well, shall we move on and find a place for the evening. I don't mind paying a little extra for some luxury but it couldn't hurt to save a coin or two," they add smiling at the group.
Sometimes a Nat 1 tells a better story than a Nat 20 ever could.
"I would rather spend a few more coin personally, I do not wish to stay in a dockside tavern unless it can be avoided." Lyreis' disdain is apparent in his voice.
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 searches for his coin purse. After glancing inside, "I'm not too fond of the smell of fish either. I have enough for a nice room for a day or two. Though if we stay here too long I will need to find means to bring in some more coin."
(DM: I believe we lost Min. She hasn't been active in almost 2 weeks now. )
(Seems so... a pity let's hang with her for a litttle while if she doesn't return she can always stay at the inn )
Following the directions of the fisherman they have no problem to find the "Purple Silk" a fine stablishment with its entrance elevated from the ground level almost 6 feet. The interior is warm, cozy and comfortable. The can see that the curtains are made of purple silk and the chairs have cushions in purple too.
At the opposite wall you can see stairs that go up to antoher storie of the building and there are several doors in the common hall.
The fireplace emits a warm heat that permeates the place the light invites to sit and relax.
A dragonborn female of bronze scales approaches them.
" Welcome to the Purple Silk " she says " I am Yandrylax, and I am delighted to be your host today. What do I can offer to you? A drink? food, rooms for the night perhaps? "
Inside the common room they can see that there is a warforged sitting near the fireplace, looking at the flames, and that there is a couple of tables occupied, one by a group of gnomes and other by two elves, a couple. They look at you when you enter, but doesn't look twice.
PbP Character: A few ;)
"All of those sound good to my ears, thank you." Lyreis moves to a table large enough to accommodate the party "Shall we sit and take a meal together, it would be good to get to know you all better."
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
"Sounds good to me," Ary replies.
Sometimes a Nat 1 tells a better story than a Nat 20 ever could.
"please" says the dragonborn inviting them to sit down and relax.
"Do you know how many nights are you going to stay? It will be 7 silvers per person, but the inn will be happy to offer you a deal of 5 sp per night if you stay more than five nights... " she says. Without waiting for any response, she is just saying the price upfront, not asking for it she adds, "what would you like to drink and eat? "
PbP Character: A few ;)
"Yandrylax - what a lovely name." Moltaris glances up at the bronze dragonborn with a flicker of a smile. She lowers her skinny frame into a chair, wincing at the soreness from their battle. "What's on the menu here at the Purple Silk?"
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...
"We will discuss how long we intend to stay but for now a glass of wine, a tray of meats and vegetables, well-spiced would be an excellent start" having ordered first the elf looks a little embarrassed "I apologise, good manners should not be forgotten despite the ravenous hunger I have, for my impatience please let me get the first bottle of wine" he offers with an easy smile to the rest of the group.
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
"I can safely say one for sure," Ary replies taking a seat as well before scanning over the crowd in the inn.
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Sometimes a Nat 1 tells a better story than a Nat 20 ever could.
Hurosk pulls out the coin for a five-night stay (2.5gp deducted) and hands it to the dragonborn innkeep. "Not too sure how long we are going to be here, but I feel it may be a bit. We are looking into something for someone... Speaking of any rumors of anyone doing 'black magic' in town?"