"What do you think Vassa? Should we head back up? With only one tunnel out, I guess we know where to go when we come down here again. But I bet it branches off pretty quickly. We'll have to ask around and see if anyone has made a map of this place."
Showing Kestrell his paupers treasures, Vassa tucks the broken sword hilt, rolled up wineskin, two spikes and tinderbox into his pack but will leave the pants on the ground, avoiding any physical contact at all with the nasty things. With a grimace, Vassa nods and replies,'
"What a haul, eh? Think I'll make my two gold back out of this lot? Nah, me neither.
A map sounds good. I'll be honest and say that reckless though I often can be, the two of us heading off into these caverns alone strikes me as a REALLY bad idea. Lets just... Wait! What's that sound? Did you hear it - sounded like footsteps nearby, but moving away from us, I think."
Vassa kneels down again to see if he'd noticed any tracks across the sand and tries to think if he'd seen Durnan lower anyone else down here this night.
D&D is a game, but it's not just a game. It's the ultimate storyboard, a campfire to share with friends, an imaginary call to imaginary arms and a ship to sail to horizons yet undreamt of...
Vassa Sunstar (half-drow bard) - Waterdeep Dragonheist DM Ghosts of a Forgotten Land DM Beyond the Bitter Shore DM Echos of a Burning Crown
Vassa will again scan the room, this time moving quietly to the start of the tunnel, pushing himself flat against the wall as he peers down the passageway. Quietly he will whisper to Kes,'
"Yeah, I definitely heard something. There's someone... or something nearby."
D&D is a game, but it's not just a game. It's the ultimate storyboard, a campfire to share with friends, an imaginary call to imaginary arms and a ship to sail to horizons yet undreamt of...
Vassa Sunstar (half-drow bard) - Waterdeep Dragonheist DM Ghosts of a Forgotten Land DM Beyond the Bitter Shore DM Echos of a Burning Crown
Phaedra hesitates for a few seconds as Vassa runs off. She watches him run back into the inn and waits. Taking two steps back towards the Yawning Portal, she hesitates again and the starts back off in the direction of her temple.
They will just come back up. I trust they have some common sense.
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Yevna Galanodel - Wood Elf | Level 8 | Druid/Circle of Spores 6 - Ranger 2 - Ravnica Nyx - Satyr | Level 9 | Rouge/Swashbuckler 5 - Bard/Collage of Lore 4 - Lost Mine of Phandelver/Storm King's Thunder
Silver had stepped out, needless to say the encounter at the table had triggered some emotions that he wasn't look to relieve especially after his visit to the city of the dead. He catches Vassa heading back in and Phaedra walking, it was pretty easy for him to assume that the night prior had gotten to at least one of them. It's then that he walks by Phaedra smiling as he flashes a gold piece "Can't let him have all the fun can we - guess this is one way for us all to build trust."
As he walks back in to the Yawning Portal and moves to the entrance "Did a Half-Drow with a flute go down there? If so, is it to late to follow?" he asks looking at the gatekeeper and holding up his gold coin.
Vassa will again scan the room, this time moving quietly to the start of the tunnel, pushing himself flat against the wall as he peers down the passageway. Quietly he will whisper to Kes,'
"Yeah, I definitely heard something. There's someone... or something nearby."
Bason will walk with Elon back to the manor. He sees the Elf in deep thought and doesn't want to interrupt him. He will walk along side and think to himself as well, stroking his beard as he goes.
Most of them seem like good people, but that bloody fool shooting off his mouth. I'm not sure how a business can survive with one of there owners being such a hot head, pissing off everyone under the sun. Can the Guild afford to be associated with such a volatile group? Hmm.....
Bason will stop Elon as the go past a stall. "Hold a moment. I'd like to pick up some supplies. Might as well get a start on brewing. Hmmm, maybe a nice mead." (He will purchase 1GP worth of supplies to make Mead.)
As they continue on, he was talk to Elon "So, you are a member of this... Zhen....Zehnt....Zehetirums? Sorry, I've never heard of them before. What is, and why do you think that Silver fellow was so worked up about it?" Bason will notice that they've arrived at the Manor, and appear to be the first ones there. "Ummm, should we go in and wait? Technically, it's there establishment, not ours."
Elon enjoys the silent walk with Bason and waits patiently while he makes some purchases.
Elon thinks on Bason’s question, “I’m not sure what has made him hate us so much. Maybe someone misrepresented us. I can say that not everyone in every organization is on the up and up, but maybe I can change his opinion” So he tells Bason a shortened version of his story and how he came to where he is now while they wait for the others.
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Elon Andrael- High Elf sorcerer- Waterdeep Dragon Heist
Tomac- goliath barbarian- Yet Another Storm Kings Thunder
Vassa will again scan the room, this time moving quietly to the start of the tunnel, pushing himself flat against the wall as he peers down the passageway. Quietly he will whisper to Kes,'
"Yeah, I definitely heard something. There's someone... or something nearby."
Silver had stepped out, needless to say the encounter at the table had triggered some emotions that he wasn't look to relieve especially after his visit to the city of the dead. He catches Vassa heading back in and Phaedra walking, it was pretty easy for him to assume that the night prior had gotten to at least one of them. It's then that he walks by Phaedra smiling as he flashes a gold piece "Can't let him have all the fun can we - guess this is one way for us all to build trust."
As he walks back in to the Yawning Portal and moves to the entrance "Did a Half-Drow with a flute go down there? If so, is it to late to follow?" he asks looking at the gatekeeper and holding up his gold coin.
Durnan looks up, "Aye, should have just gotten to the bottom. Was chasing after a ranger looking feller. Bucket'll be back up shortly if you wish to join 'em, or you can climb down the wall all fancy like if you're in a hurry. Costs 1 gold either way and another to come back up."
Silver had stepped out, needless to say the encounter at the table had triggered some emotions that he wasn't look to relieve especially after his visit to the city of the dead. He catches Vassa heading back in and Phaedra walking, it was pretty easy for him to assume that the night prior had gotten to at least one of them. It's then that he walks by Phaedra smiling as he flashes a gold piece "Can't let him have all the fun can we - guess this is one way for us all to build trust."
As he walks back in to the Yawning Portal and moves to the entrance "Did a Half-Drow with a flute go down there? If so, is it to late to follow?" he asks looking at the gatekeeper and holding up his gold coin.
Phaedra gives a look of irritation as Silver runs back into the Yawning Portal.
Can't a woman just go back to her temple and pray without someone doing something silly. Can't let Silver have one up on me in the trust stakes...some nerve talking about trust to start with.
"Fine" she says allowed and follows him back into the inn. "You do know that Elon and Bason are probably half way back by now" she adds as she storms back in. "And why would you jump down that hole without all of us anyway? Undermountain isn't a one of Vassa's bedtime stories"
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Yevna Galanodel - Wood Elf | Level 8 | Druid/Circle of Spores 6 - Ranger 2 - Ravnica Nyx - Satyr | Level 9 | Rouge/Swashbuckler 5 - Bard/Collage of Lore 4 - Lost Mine of Phandelver/Storm King's Thunder
Silver just faintly smiles looking at her as he pays both of their ways down "Because I realized today that I have nothing to lose, so why not make some money."
Silver reaches down drawing his short swords "Plus our friends and business partners might end up dead, which is never a good thing in the business world. As for bedtime stories - I guess it just depends on the kind you grew up with. Life isn't a pretty bedtime story and yet we all find a way to be characters building along the plot of life."
He just waits for Phaedra to get in and begin to descend before looking at her just "I was out of line with you and I'm sorry - I just have a really bad history with the Zhents." He just faintly smiles as a loving memory comes back, for once the rogue seems to hold a genuine reaction "I honestly hold the upmost respect for your guild..." his voice lightening a little going soft and almost to a whisper
"she was a Harper to." his eyes if Phaedra is paying attention seem to force back some water
"I don't hear anything, it must be gone now. Let's head back up?"
"Yeah, me neither. Sounds good. Let's go."
Vassa will call up to Durnan indicating that they're reading to ascend. While waiting for the bucket to arrive, the bard will continue facing the tunnel and keeping an eye out for any threat, but will ask Kes,'
"Hey, since we're alone and all, what do you make of our new companions? Seems like we certainly could use the help since losing... well, they all seem to have usefull skills and other attributes.
I know that you don't much care for Waterdhavian politics and intrigue, which is a very good thing in my opinion, especially now with so many different interests building in our troupe. While the rest of us are busy moving our jaws and pretending to be clever... keep your cool and impartial eyes out for any funny business, will you?
Priority number one though - help set Bason up with a still. Agreed? Then take care of serial killers, crazy archmages and gangster overlords, etc."
D&D is a game, but it's not just a game. It's the ultimate storyboard, a campfire to share with friends, an imaginary call to imaginary arms and a ship to sail to horizons yet undreamt of...
Vassa Sunstar (half-drow bard) - Waterdeep Dragonheist DM Ghosts of a Forgotten Land DM Beyond the Bitter Shore DM Echos of a Burning Crown
Hurrying over and starting to step into the basket, Phaedra stops, running her eyes over Silver.
"I see. I have been a little unfair in my actions and accusations as well, to be fair. The Harper's know all to well what is happening here and wish to stop it. But I do wish you had not mentioned my allegiance to them, that is troublesome for me...wait..what was that?"
The cleric looks down the well.
"Is that you Vassa? By Mystra's good grace, what are you and Kestrell doing down there? Get back up hear right now" she calls down. "Out of the bucket Silver, lets get it down to them as quickly as we can." She looks around for Duncan, "The joke is over Duncan, they are ready to come up. Here is the gold" she says as the pulls out two gold for her companions and passes it to Duncan.
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Yevna Galanodel - Wood Elf | Level 8 | Druid/Circle of Spores 6 - Ranger 2 - Ravnica Nyx - Satyr | Level 9 | Rouge/Swashbuckler 5 - Bard/Collage of Lore 4 - Lost Mine of Phandelver/Storm King's Thunder
"Hey, since we're alone and all, what do you make of our new companions? Seems like we certainly could use the help since losing... well, they all seem to have usefull skills and other attributes.
I know that you don't much care for Waterdhavian politics and intrigue, which is a very good thing in my opinion, especially now with so many different interests building in our troupe. While the rest of us are busy moving our jaws and pretending to be clever... keep your cool and impartial eyes out for any funny business, will you?
Priority number one though - help set Bason up with a still. Agreed? Then take care of serial killers, crazy archmages and gangster overlords, etc."
Kestrell pauses in thought, genuinely considering Vassa's question.
"Well, I guess that depends on how you define 'new'. If by new you mean 'not original', we can go all the way back to Silver. He's something of an enigma. Seems to maybe be hiding something, or at least know more than he lets on. But he also seems to know the inner workings of the city and guilds and factions pretty good. He's good to have at our back."
"Phaedra..." Kestrell lets out a low whistle, then continues: "...she's young and inexperienced, but we both were at one time. I think she could end up being the best of all of us. She seems to know quite a bit about the area and she's not even from here. Smart, quick, and works hard. Can't ask for more than that. You and she seem to really be hitting it off, though."
"Breez and Elon, time will tell with them. We need to get into the shit and see how they handle themselves. For what it's worth I'm planning on helping Elon with his mission to capture this serial killer."
"Definitely agree on Bison. We get him going with a still and we've got ourselves a solid business plan. Plus, I bet he'll be good to have at our backs in a fight as well."
"Speaking of which, what's up with all the violence in this town? I really came looking for a pair of boots, and before I know it I'm crawling through the sewers, shooting at and getting shot at in return, now we're being courted by various groups/factions/gangs whatever you call them. It's a lot for my simple country boy mind to hold onto."
"Is that you Vassa? By Mystra's good grace, what are you and Kestrell doing down there? Get back up hear right now" she calls down. "Out of the bucket Silver, lets get it down to them as quickly as we can." She looks around for Duncan, "The joke is over Duncan, they are ready to come up. Here is the gold" she says as the pulls out two gold for her companions and passes it to Duncan.
"Phaedra? What are you doing up there? Alright, we're coming back up." Kestrell calls up in response.
"Vassa, you go first, I'll keep an eye out."
Kestrell draws his arrow a little past half and waits.
Phaedra looks over at the monk. "I have not been here very long. I recently traveled to Waterdeep from down south. I had been working around Baldur's Gate but I am originally form Elturgard, the Kingdom of Two Suns. Standing here saying that to you makes it feel like a long time ago but it is not really."
She looks once again back down the well at the two below and then back up at Breez. "So where did you are you are from Breez? And what did you hear about our little group?"
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Yevna Galanodel - Wood Elf | Level 8 | Druid/Circle of Spores 6 - Ranger 2 - Ravnica Nyx - Satyr | Level 9 | Rouge/Swashbuckler 5 - Bard/Collage of Lore 4 - Lost Mine of Phandelver/Storm King's Thunder
Breez lets out a small chuckle then responds to Phaedra.
"Yes, small amounts of time can seem like long ones, especially if a lot has happened in those moments."
He looks down the well with Phaedra then continues.
"I'm from a small little village, one you most likely haven't heard of. I came here looking to help others in need, as that is the only way I can truly ascend in my... uhh, monkhood, if you will."
He takes out his staff and begins to brush some dirt and dust off of it. As he takes out his staff, some dust that was settled on the floor get's brushed up into the air, causing him to cough slightly.
"As far as what I've heard... I'm afraid not too much. I only heard that you did some work for some folks around the city, and that you were starting up your own tavern. And with the rent of the shack I currently reside in being so god damn high, I needed to find a more steady source of income, and hoped you all could help. But I must say, from everything I've heard, adventuring with you would be a much better way to help out, not only you, but the fine folk of the city."
She looks around for Duncan, "The joke is over Duncan, they are ready to come up. Here is the gold" she says as the pulls out two gold for her companions and passes it to Duncan.
Durnan looks over to Phaedra and snarles, "It's Durnan not Duncan. What the hell kind of name is Duncan? DUR NAN." as he continues to lower Silver down in the bucket.
"Ohh...well" the cleric gives a shocked look. "I am terribly sorry Durnan, I once new a Duncan...your right, unusual name in these parts, more of a Baldur's Gate regional thing. Lower Sword Coast folks...ha" she gives a little nervous laugh "I won't make that mistake again. Terribly, terribly sorry Durnan."
She takes a step back from the well and stands next to Breez. "Good to hear. One would always say that a lot is going on in a port city like Waterdeep but right now it is no understatement. I believe you can see that we all feel passionately about changes that need to be made for the better of the cities people..." she shrugs "and somehow that all seems to start at the moment with opening a tavern? The ways of Mystra are indeed mysterious."
She smiles at Breez. "I can feel we will get along just fine. So you said you are of a monk order? I do not really know much about monks. Elturgard is a kingdom grown from the passions of pure religious belief, with many of our heroes being of different paladin or priestly orders who seek to bring law and order to the lands under the guidance of the Creed. The Hellrider's and Companion's protect the kingdom...ohh Breez. You should see them march out on horseback, banners flowing in the wind bearing symbols of Mystra, Torm, Tyr, Amaunator, Helm. Ohh and the twin suns over Elturel..." she says, drifting off as she thinks about her homelands.
Showing Kestrell his paupers treasures, Vassa tucks the broken sword hilt, rolled up wineskin, two spikes and tinderbox into his pack but will leave the pants on the ground, avoiding any physical contact at all with the nasty things. With a grimace, Vassa nods and replies,'
"What a haul, eh? Think I'll make my two gold back out of this lot? Nah, me neither.
A map sounds good. I'll be honest and say that reckless though I often can be, the two of us heading off into these caverns alone strikes me as a REALLY bad idea. Lets just... Wait! What's that sound? Did you hear it - sounded like footsteps nearby, but moving away from us, I think."
Vassa kneels down again to see if he'd noticed any tracks across the sand and tries to think if he'd seen Durnan lower anyone else down here this night.
D&D is a game, but it's not just a game. It's the ultimate storyboard, a campfire to share with friends, an imaginary call to imaginary arms and a ship to sail to horizons yet undreamt of...
Vassa Sunstar (half-drow bard) - Waterdeep Dragonheist
DM Ghosts of a Forgotten Land
DM Beyond the Bitter Shore
DM Echos of a Burning Crown
[OOC] Vassa saw no tracks in the sand, nor has anyone else been lowered. A Perception check may get you more.
Campaigns:
DM - Waterdeep Dragon Heist PbP
Vassa will again scan the room, this time moving quietly to the start of the tunnel, pushing himself flat against the wall as he peers down the passageway. Quietly he will whisper to Kes,'
"Yeah, I definitely heard something. There's someone... or something nearby."
[OOC] perception check: 5
D&D is a game, but it's not just a game. It's the ultimate storyboard, a campfire to share with friends, an imaginary call to imaginary arms and a ship to sail to horizons yet undreamt of...
Vassa Sunstar (half-drow bard) - Waterdeep Dragonheist
DM Ghosts of a Forgotten Land
DM Beyond the Bitter Shore
DM Echos of a Burning Crown
Phaedra hesitates for a few seconds as Vassa runs off. She watches him run back into the inn and waits. Taking two steps back towards the Yawning Portal, she hesitates again and the starts back off in the direction of her temple.
They will just come back up. I trust they have some common sense.
Yevna Galanodel - Wood Elf | Level 8 | Druid/Circle of Spores 6 - Ranger 2 - Ravnica
Nyx - Satyr | Level 9 | Rouge/Swashbuckler 5 - Bard/Collage of Lore 4 - Lost Mine of Phandelver/Storm King's Thunder
Silver had stepped out, needless to say the encounter at the table had triggered some emotions that he wasn't look to relieve especially after his visit to the city of the dead. He catches Vassa heading back in and Phaedra walking, it was pretty easy for him to assume that the night prior had gotten to at least one of them. It's then that he walks by Phaedra smiling as he flashes a gold piece "Can't let him have all the fun can we - guess this is one way for us all to build trust."
As he walks back in to the Yawning Portal and moves to the entrance "Did a Half-Drow with a flute go down there? If so, is it to late to follow?" he asks looking at the gatekeeper and holding up his gold coin.
Campaigns:
Wildemount: The Felderwin Irregulars (2020) - Balassar Silverstone - Dragonborn Fighter (Rune Knight) Lv. 5 | Rise of TIamat - Aiwin Aralana - Wood Elf Fighter/Ranger (Arcane Archer/Gloom Stalker) Lv. 9
At Vassa's whisper, Kestrell will also pause and listen intently, bow at the ready:
[OOC]: Perception: 18
Bason will walk with Elon back to the manor. He sees the Elf in deep thought and doesn't want to interrupt him. He will walk along side and think to himself as well, stroking his beard as he goes.
Most of them seem like good people, but that bloody fool shooting off his mouth. I'm not sure how a business can survive with one of there owners being such a hot head, pissing off everyone under the sun. Can the Guild afford to be associated with such a volatile group? Hmm.....
Bason will stop Elon as the go past a stall. "Hold a moment. I'd like to pick up some supplies. Might as well get a start on brewing. Hmmm, maybe a nice mead." (He will purchase 1GP worth of supplies to make Mead.)
As they continue on, he was talk to Elon "So, you are a member of this... Zhen....Zehnt....Zehetirums? Sorry, I've never heard of them before. What is, and why do you think that Silver fellow was so worked up about it?" Bason will notice that they've arrived at the Manor, and appear to be the first ones there. "Ummm, should we go in and wait? Technically, it's there establishment, not ours."
Elon enjoys the silent walk with Bason and waits patiently while he makes some purchases.
Elon thinks on Bason’s question, “I’m not sure what has made him hate us so much. Maybe someone misrepresented us. I can say that not everyone in every organization is on the up and up, but maybe I can change his opinion” So he tells Bason a shortened version of his story and how he came to where he is now while they wait for the others.
Elon Andrael- High Elf sorcerer- Waterdeep Dragon Heist
Tomac- goliath barbarian- Yet Another Storm Kings Thunder
You both stop and listen but don't hear anything else. Whatever it was is gone now.
Durnan looks up, "Aye, should have just gotten to the bottom. Was chasing after a ranger looking feller. Bucket'll be back up shortly if you wish to join 'em, or you can climb down the wall all fancy like if you're in a hurry. Costs 1 gold either way and another to come back up."
Campaigns:
DM - Waterdeep Dragon Heist PbP
"I don't hear anything, it must be gone now. Let's head back up?"
Phaedra gives a look of irritation as Silver runs back into the Yawning Portal.
Can't a woman just go back to her temple and pray without someone doing something silly. Can't let Silver have one up on me in the trust stakes...some nerve talking about trust to start with.
"Fine" she says allowed and follows him back into the inn. "You do know that Elon and Bason are probably half way back by now" she adds as she storms back in. "And why would you jump down that hole without all of us anyway? Undermountain isn't a one of Vassa's bedtime stories"
Yevna Galanodel - Wood Elf | Level 8 | Druid/Circle of Spores 6 - Ranger 2 - Ravnica
Nyx - Satyr | Level 9 | Rouge/Swashbuckler 5 - Bard/Collage of Lore 4 - Lost Mine of Phandelver/Storm King's Thunder
Silver just faintly smiles looking at her as he pays both of their ways down "Because I realized today that I have nothing to lose, so why not make some money."
Silver reaches down drawing his short swords "Plus our friends and business partners might end up dead, which is never a good thing in the business world. As for bedtime stories - I guess it just depends on the kind you grew up with. Life isn't a pretty bedtime story and yet we all find a way to be characters building along the plot of life."
He just waits for Phaedra to get in and begin to descend before looking at her just "I was out of line with you and I'm sorry - I just have a really bad history with the Zhents." He just faintly smiles as a loving memory comes back, for once the rogue seems to hold a genuine reaction "I honestly hold the upmost respect for your guild..." his voice lightening a little going soft and almost to a whisper
"she was a Harper to." his eyes if Phaedra is paying attention seem to force back some water
Campaigns:
Wildemount: The Felderwin Irregulars (2020) - Balassar Silverstone - Dragonborn Fighter (Rune Knight) Lv. 5 | Rise of TIamat - Aiwin Aralana - Wood Elf Fighter/Ranger (Arcane Archer/Gloom Stalker) Lv. 9
"Yeah, me neither. Sounds good. Let's go."
Vassa will call up to Durnan indicating that they're reading to ascend. While waiting for the bucket to arrive, the bard will continue facing the tunnel and keeping an eye out for any threat, but will ask Kes,'
"Hey, since we're alone and all, what do you make of our new companions? Seems like we certainly could use the help since losing... well, they all seem to have usefull skills and other attributes.
I know that you don't much care for Waterdhavian politics and intrigue, which is a very good thing in my opinion, especially now with so many different interests building in our troupe. While the rest of us are busy moving our jaws and pretending to be clever... keep your cool and impartial eyes out for any funny business, will you?
Priority number one though - help set Bason up with a still. Agreed? Then take care of serial killers, crazy archmages and gangster overlords, etc."
D&D is a game, but it's not just a game. It's the ultimate storyboard, a campfire to share with friends, an imaginary call to imaginary arms and a ship to sail to horizons yet undreamt of...
Vassa Sunstar (half-drow bard) - Waterdeep Dragonheist
DM Ghosts of a Forgotten Land
DM Beyond the Bitter Shore
DM Echos of a Burning Crown
Hurrying over and starting to step into the basket, Phaedra stops, running her eyes over Silver.
"I see. I have been a little unfair in my actions and accusations as well, to be fair. The Harper's know all to well what is happening here and wish to stop it. But I do wish you had not mentioned my allegiance to them, that is troublesome for me...wait..what was that?"
The cleric looks down the well.
"Is that you Vassa? By Mystra's good grace, what are you and Kestrell doing down there? Get back up hear right now" she calls down. "Out of the bucket Silver, lets get it down to them as quickly as we can." She looks around for Duncan, "The joke is over Duncan, they are ready to come up. Here is the gold" she says as the pulls out two gold for her companions and passes it to Duncan.
Yevna Galanodel - Wood Elf | Level 8 | Druid/Circle of Spores 6 - Ranger 2 - Ravnica
Nyx - Satyr | Level 9 | Rouge/Swashbuckler 5 - Bard/Collage of Lore 4 - Lost Mine of Phandelver/Storm King's Thunder
Kestrell pauses in thought, genuinely considering Vassa's question.
"Well, I guess that depends on how you define 'new'. If by new you mean 'not original', we can go all the way back to Silver. He's something of an enigma. Seems to maybe be hiding something, or at least know more than he lets on. But he also seems to know the inner workings of the city and guilds and factions pretty good. He's good to have at our back."
"Phaedra..." Kestrell lets out a low whistle, then continues: "...she's young and inexperienced, but we both were at one time. I think she could end up being the best of all of us. She seems to know quite a bit about the area and she's not even from here. Smart, quick, and works hard. Can't ask for more than that. You and she seem to really be hitting it off, though."
"Breez and Elon, time will tell with them. We need to get into the shit and see how they handle themselves. For what it's worth I'm planning on helping Elon with his mission to capture this serial killer."
"Definitely agree on Bison. We get him going with a still and we've got ourselves a solid business plan. Plus, I bet he'll be good to have at our backs in a fight as well."
"Speaking of which, what's up with all the violence in this town? I really came looking for a pair of boots, and before I know it I'm crawling through the sewers, shooting at and getting shot at in return, now we're being courted by various groups/factions/gangs whatever you call them. It's a lot for my simple country boy mind to hold onto."
"In fact..."
"Phaedra? What are you doing up there? Alright, we're coming back up." Kestrell calls up in response.
"Vassa, you go first, I'll keep an eye out."
Kestrell draws his arrow a little past half and waits.
Breez, hearing Phaedra will join her and look over the side, seeing Kestrell and Vassa getting into the bucket, he will call out.
"You put the wolf oil on your skin or you no ride the bucket again!"
He begins to chuckle to himself, amusing himself with his lame jokes. He then turns toward Phaedra.
"So Phaedra, how long have you been in the city? I heard some things about your group when I got here."
I don't have a signature.
Phaedra looks over at the monk. "I have not been here very long. I recently traveled to Waterdeep from down south. I had been working around Baldur's Gate but I am originally form Elturgard, the Kingdom of Two Suns. Standing here saying that to you makes it feel like a long time ago but it is not really."
She looks once again back down the well at the two below and then back up at Breez. "So where did you are you are from Breez? And what did you hear about our little group?"
Yevna Galanodel - Wood Elf | Level 8 | Druid/Circle of Spores 6 - Ranger 2 - Ravnica
Nyx - Satyr | Level 9 | Rouge/Swashbuckler 5 - Bard/Collage of Lore 4 - Lost Mine of Phandelver/Storm King's Thunder
Breez lets out a small chuckle then responds to Phaedra.
"Yes, small amounts of time can seem like long ones, especially if a lot has happened in those moments."
He looks down the well with Phaedra then continues.
"I'm from a small little village, one you most likely haven't heard of. I came here looking to help others in need, as that is the only way I can truly ascend in my... uhh, monkhood, if you will."
He takes out his staff and begins to brush some dirt and dust off of it. As he takes out his staff, some dust that was settled on the floor get's brushed up into the air, causing him to cough slightly.
"As far as what I've heard... I'm afraid not too much. I only heard that you did some work for some folks around the city, and that you were starting up your own tavern. And with the rent of the shack I currently reside in being so god damn high, I needed to find a more steady source of income, and hoped you all could help. But I must say, from everything I've heard, adventuring with you would be a much better way to help out, not only you, but the fine folk of the city."
I don't have a signature.
Durnan looks over to Phaedra and snarles, "It's Durnan not Duncan. What the hell kind of name is Duncan? DUR NAN." as he continues to lower Silver down in the bucket.
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DM - Waterdeep Dragon Heist PbP
"Ohh...well" the cleric gives a shocked look. "I am terribly sorry Durnan, I once new a Duncan...your right, unusual name in these parts, more of a Baldur's Gate regional thing. Lower Sword Coast folks...ha" she gives a little nervous laugh "I won't make that mistake again. Terribly, terribly sorry Durnan."
She takes a step back from the well and stands next to Breez. "Good to hear. One would always say that a lot is going on in a port city like Waterdeep but right now it is no understatement. I believe you can see that we all feel passionately about changes that need to be made for the better of the cities people..." she shrugs "and somehow that all seems to start at the moment with opening a tavern? The ways of Mystra are indeed mysterious."
She smiles at Breez. "I can feel we will get along just fine. So you said you are of a monk order? I do not really know much about monks. Elturgard is a kingdom grown from the passions of pure religious belief, with many of our heroes being of different paladin or priestly orders who seek to bring law and order to the lands under the guidance of the Creed. The Hellrider's and Companion's protect the kingdom...ohh Breez. You should see them march out on horseback, banners flowing in the wind bearing symbols of Mystra, Torm, Tyr, Amaunator, Helm. Ohh and the twin suns over Elturel..." she says, drifting off as she thinks about her homelands.
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