Silver just looks at Kestrell "Naw just went out for some fresh air, when I saw Vassa come in. Figured you all were ready to try our luck." he says smiling as they head back to Trollskull.
As they walk towards Trollskull, Kestrell whispers to the group: "Keep talking, we are being watched, but I can't pinpoint where they are. At this intersection coming up, when I say 'GO', Silver, Phaedra and Breeze run as fast as you can to the right. Vassa and I will go left. Take some random turns, and meet back up at the Manor in about twenty minutes."
Silver just smiles "Let them watch - there's a reason they haven't made a move yet. If we split it maybe the opportunity they are looking for. Strength in numbers."
"Silver and I were both alone when this guy, if it's the same one, attacked. Even if it's Manshoon or Xanathar's goons instead, I agree that we're better off staying together. Once we've regrouped with Bason and Elon, then we can discuss our next move."
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
After some internal discussion the group decides that it's best to stick together. Now, more on guard, the group makes it's way back to Trollskull Manor. They can't say for sure if they were watched the entire way back or if it was just nerves from knowing they had been watched at some point.
Once back at Trollskull the group reunites with Elon and Bason. The basement is cleaned out Elon is given a corner to set up his equipment in. Toward the end of the day visitors from the Carpenters’, Roofers’, and Plaisterers’ Guild and the Guild of Glassblowers, Glaziers, and Spectacle-makers swing by and make themselves known and the work is to start the following day.
It'll take the roofers 3 days and glass folks 2 days.
You all have a good evening filled with conversation and cleaning.
Night falls, Sun rises and now it's the 12 day of Marpenoth. Roofers and window folks are there bright and early to start on repairs.
Regardless of where you slept it's assumed you all met back up at the manor when you woke up.
Elon awakes to the sound of the workers feeling rested. He makes his way to the common area to see if anyone else is up. Elon contemplates who could be this 'elf killer' and is it a lone wolf or does this run deeper.
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Elon Andrael- High Elf sorcerer- Waterdeep Dragon Heist
Tomac- goliath barbarian- Yet Another Storm Kings Thunder
Phaedra wakes in her bedroom (second floor, bottom left as before) and gazes out the window. She sluggishly gets out of bed and gets ready, mumbling to herself "12 Marpenoth already. Time does fly."
Once she is ready the Mystrian wanders down stairs looking for breakfast. Passing by Elon she give him a wave, "Have you eaten yet?"
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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
Elon returns a wave to Phaedra "no I have not" then turns to Kestrell "I think we need a game plan first. Once everyone else is up then we can plan something out."
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Elon Andrael- High Elf sorcerer- Waterdeep Dragon Heist
Tomac- goliath barbarian- Yet Another Storm Kings Thunder
Bason, snoring loudly in the basement, doesn't wake until the works start banging and clanging around.
"Can't get any sleep with all this banging!" He gets up slowly, checking his beard and hair, making sure his braids are in order.
Once he's presentable, he will head upstairs to the common room. "Morning all. That was a great nap, until all the banging started. What's the plan for today. I think we still need to talk business, as an official representative of the Vintners', Distillers', & Brewers' Guild, but that can wait until after breakfast."
Vassa rises stiffly from his dishevelled bedroll on the floor of the den after spending a night contemplating the empty master bedroom above. Going upstairs to throw his belongings in a heap on the unused bed, the glum bard proceeds down the circuitous route towards the tavern's ground floor. Noting the signs and sounds of construction, the half-drow pauses to watch and listen for a moment and after a deep breath of fresh morning air, continues down and around the building to re-enter through the taproom door. Feeling somehow renewed by the industrious activity going on around them and overhearing some of what his friends were saying, Vassa bows by way of greeting as he moves towards the bar and remarks with a grin,'
"Morning all. Doesnt all that racket sound promising? I wonder what Lif makes of this old bird being resuscitated.
Breakfast sounds good and all, but unless someone has bacon and eggs stashed in their packs, maybe we could eat on the go? I'm all for agreeing on a plan of action regarding this serial killer and then getting a move on. I believe we'd considered laying a trap near one of the wharfside taverns... well, i'm more than willing to be the bait. And as evidenced by the previous attack on my personage, I fit the murderer's MO. Additionally, I believe that i'm uniquely suited to pulling off such a ruse.
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
Silver descends the stairs as the rest are talking, patting his dagger hilts to ensure they are situated properly and touching the hilt of his short swords now placed to either side for an easy draw. He looks around and just yawns a little covering his mouth "Maybe we can go out and find somewhere to eat and talk - do our stoves even work yet?" he asks moving to just lean against a wall.
Phaedra shrugs. "Let us leave it to the professionals to do while we ear out. Nothing better than a meal made by someone else" she adds with a smile.
"If we are going out hunting killers I will get ready I'm my armour first. I was thinking it may be worth asking around at the socks and taverns to see if anyone has noticed something odd". Phaedra continues as she heads towards the steps.
A little while later the cleric emerges again, scale mail clicking under her usual blue toned vestments.
"Are we ready?"
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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
"Its Phaedra..." she mumbles as she follows the others as they head off to Trollskull Manor.
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 looks at Kestrell "Naw just went out for some fresh air, when I saw Vassa come in. Figured you all were ready to try our luck." he says smiling as they head back to Trollskull.
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
As they walk towards Trollskull, Kestrell whispers to the group: "Keep talking, we are being watched, but I can't pinpoint where they are. At this intersection coming up, when I say 'GO', Silver, Phaedra and Breeze run as fast as you can to the right. Vassa and I will go left. Take some random turns, and meet back up at the Manor in about twenty minutes."
"Ready?"
"I agree Kestrell. Something is not right. We are being watch..." she says in a low voice.
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 will look over at Kestrell then back to Silver and Phaedra.
"I don't smell anything funky."
Breez will say looking confused before continuing.
"I am right behind you Phae, if I can call you that?"
He'll say and ask smiling and blushing. His attraction to Phae beginning to build, is easily seen.
I don't have a signature.
"How about we concentrate on whats on hand to start with..." she says looking around.
"Are we going to do what Kestrell has suggested?"
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 smiles "Let them watch - there's a reason they haven't made a move yet. If we split it maybe the opportunity they are looking for. Strength in numbers."
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
Nodding at Silver's assessment, Vassa says,'
"Silver and I were both alone when this guy, if it's the same one, attacked. Even if it's Manshoon or Xanathar's goons instead, I agree that we're better off staying together. Once we've regrouped with Bason and Elon, then we can discuss our next move."
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
"Well, let's hurry up and get there then!"
After some internal discussion the group decides that it's best to stick together. Now, more on guard, the group makes it's way back to Trollskull Manor. They can't say for sure if they were watched the entire way back or if it was just nerves from knowing they had been watched at some point.
Once back at Trollskull the group reunites with Elon and Bason. The basement is cleaned out Elon is given a corner to set up his equipment in. Toward the end of the day visitors from the Carpenters’, Roofers’, and Plaisterers’ Guild and the Guild of Glassblowers, Glaziers, and Spectacle-makers swing by and make themselves known and the work is to start the following day.
It'll take the roofers 3 days and glass folks 2 days.
You all have a good evening filled with conversation and cleaning.
Night falls, Sun rises and now it's the 12 day of Marpenoth. Roofers and window folks are there bright and early to start on repairs.
Regardless of where you slept it's assumed you all met back up at the manor when you woke up.
Campaigns:
DM - Waterdeep Dragon Heist PbP
Elon awakes to the sound of the workers feeling rested. He makes his way to the common area to see if anyone else is up. Elon contemplates who could be this 'elf killer' and is it a lone wolf or does this run deeper.
Elon Andrael- High Elf sorcerer- Waterdeep Dragon Heist
Tomac- goliath barbarian- Yet Another Storm Kings Thunder
Phaedra wakes in her bedroom (second floor, bottom left as before) and gazes out the window. She sluggishly gets out of bed and gets ready, mumbling to herself "12 Marpenoth already. Time does fly."
Once she is ready the Mystrian wanders down stairs looking for breakfast. Passing by Elon she give him a wave, "Have you eaten yet?"
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 climbs up out of the cellar to see Phaedra and Elon.
"Good morning! What happened last night? I thought we were supposed to go help that chap find the racist elf-killer?"
Elon returns a wave to Phaedra "no I have not" then turns to Kestrell "I think we need a game plan first. Once everyone else is up then we can plan something out."
Elon Andrael- High Elf sorcerer- Waterdeep Dragon Heist
Tomac- goliath barbarian- Yet Another Storm Kings Thunder
Bason, snoring loudly in the basement, doesn't wake until the works start banging and clanging around.
"Can't get any sleep with all this banging!" He gets up slowly, checking his beard and hair, making sure his braids are in order.
Once he's presentable, he will head upstairs to the common room. "Morning all. That was a great nap, until all the banging started. What's the plan for today. I think we still need to talk business, as an official representative of the Vintners', Distillers', & Brewers' Guild, but that can wait until after breakfast."
He will go and help Phaedra scrounge for food.
"Well let's eat some breakfast, then leave the workers to do their thing while we go rustle up some mischief."
Vassa rises stiffly from his dishevelled bedroll on the floor of the den after spending a night contemplating the empty master bedroom above. Going upstairs to throw his belongings in a heap on the unused bed, the glum bard proceeds down the circuitous route towards the tavern's ground floor. Noting the signs and sounds of construction, the half-drow pauses to watch and listen for a moment and after a deep breath of fresh morning air, continues down and around the building to re-enter through the taproom door. Feeling somehow renewed by the industrious activity going on around them and overhearing some of what his friends were saying, Vassa bows by way of greeting as he moves towards the bar and remarks with a grin,'
"Morning all. Doesnt all that racket sound promising? I wonder what Lif makes of this old bird being resuscitated.
Breakfast sounds good and all, but unless someone has bacon and eggs stashed in their packs, maybe we could eat on the go? I'm all for agreeing on a plan of action regarding this serial killer and then getting a move on. I believe we'd considered laying a trap near one of the wharfside taverns... well, i'm more than willing to be the bait. And as evidenced by the previous attack on my personage, I fit the murderer's MO. Additionally, I believe that i'm uniquely suited to pulling off such a ruse.
What say you?"
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
Silver descends the stairs as the rest are talking, patting his dagger hilts to ensure they are situated properly and touching the hilt of his short swords now placed to either side for an easy draw. He looks around and just yawns a little covering his mouth "Maybe we can go out and find somewhere to eat and talk - do our stoves even work yet?" he asks moving to just lean against a wall.
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
Phaedra shrugs. "Let us leave it to the professionals to do while we ear out. Nothing better than a meal made by someone else" she adds with a smile.
"If we are going out hunting killers I will get ready I'm my armour first. I was thinking it may be worth asking around at the socks and taverns to see if anyone has noticed something odd". Phaedra continues as she heads towards the steps.
A little while later the cleric emerges again, scale mail clicking under her usual blue toned vestments.
"Are we ready?"
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
While Phaedra gets ready, Elon takes the time to fix his hair and clean his self up. “As ready as I will ever be” he tells her once she reappears.
Elon Andrael- High Elf sorcerer- Waterdeep Dragon Heist
Tomac- goliath barbarian- Yet Another Storm Kings Thunder