Yorvalor does the same as Emund. "Let's just say that we do not have a great relationship with this Mr. Masus."
Yorvalor goes over his visit to the warehouse, the impromptu show in front of it for the children, and his walk to Masus' office. He looks around to see if there is any familiar Orchid face in this brothel. (Perception: 18. Let me know if this is not the correct check)
Kazri - Level 10 Human Paladin (Oath of the Ancients) - The Tales of the Fellowship of the White Cloaks Droknin Palemane - Level 4 Leonin Barbarian (Path of the Beast) - Where the Cold Winds Blow... A Lost Mines of Phandelver Story Faelan (Cottontail) Whisperwind - Level 3 Ranger (Fey Wanderer) - Zorg's Lost Souls II
"Science is organized knowledge. Wisdom is organized life."
Yorvalor, you look around and don't see any familiar faces or symbols dealing with the orchids.
Leon rocks on the back legs of the chair a bit. "Orchids. Heard of them. Minor little street urchins. Run some gambling, and hire out kids to pick pocket those too dumb to keep their money. Not exactly someone that we worry about. Easy enough to take care of for a price."
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"Indeed, as Tharii said, they were small timers. However, he also told us that they have recently pocking their noses into your territory. This is where, perhaps, we may have something in common. You see, we don't exactly have an issue with the Orchids, specially the kids. Our quarry is specifically with Mr. Masus. Let's just say that he is not a very nice person." Yorvalor studies Leon to see if he is telling the truth about the Orchids. (Insight: 11)
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"Science is organized knowledge. Wisdom is organized life."
"If you have a issue with Masus, you have a issue with the Orchids. There's no separating the group from the man," Leon says over to Yorvalor. "But yes, they've been making some moves on some turf. A street or two. Sometimes you have to lose a little to gain a bit more." Yorvalor, you feel he isn't trying to be coy or playing on words. Just more hestitant to say that his group is currently engaging with another larger faction out loud.
"I have noticed that you've yet to say what you'd like. Just that you have a issue with them. Are you asking for us to get rid of this squabble between you all?"
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Yorvalor looks at Keegan then at Emund, to make sure that they agree with Yorvalor explaining their story. "Mr. Leon, you seem like a person that goes straight to the point. Please allow me to explain our situation, and you may understand our needs."
Yorvalor gets a little more comfortable in his chair. "You may have heard of a place called the Falcon's Nest. Well, me and my friends here used to work there, actually it's more like the owner tolerated our presence, really. At any rate, one day a couple of Orchid lads came in demanding "protection" from the owner. We did not agree with that, for we believe our place did not need such a "service". We "gently" showed the visitors the door, and we were able to have a meeting with Mr. Masus in his office the next day. We tried to, politely, tell Mr. Masus, thanks but no thanks for his people's protection for the Falcon." Then Yorvalor starts smiling. "I even had the opportunity to put on a show for his kids outside of their warehouse!! It was a great show and ..." He goes back to reality. "Ehem... Err, where was I? Oh right... Let's just say that something must have happened during that meeting, and I assure you it wasn't our manners, no sir. Mr. Masus, got really mad, his face turned beet red, and demanded that we leave his place at once. We complied and left his warehouse. Then, all we know is that a couple of days later, some Orchids thugs tried to burn the Falcon's Nest down, and we definitely could not allow that to happen." Yorvalor looks Leon in the eyes. "So our friend here, Keegan, happens to know Mr. Tharii, and his advice was to, perhaps, seek the help of a much bigger fish, namely, your group Mr. Leon, and maybe we can come to a mutually agreeable arrangement. We just would like to speak with this Mr. Masus again, and tell him that we mean him, or his people no harm, as long as he leave us alone." (Deception: 25)
Kazri - Level 10 Human Paladin (Oath of the Ancients) - The Tales of the Fellowship of the White Cloaks Droknin Palemane - Level 4 Leonin Barbarian (Path of the Beast) - Where the Cold Winds Blow... A Lost Mines of Phandelver Story Faelan (Cottontail) Whisperwind - Level 3 Ranger (Fey Wanderer) - Zorg's Lost Souls II
"Science is organized knowledge. Wisdom is organized life."
"Brother Emund. I believe that you may have some words for Mr. Leon here as well, correct?" Yorvalor gives Emund a Bardic Inspiration (d6).
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"Science is organized knowledge. Wisdom is organized life."
Leon puts up his hand as Yorvalor asks Emund if there's anything else. "No, I've heard enough. I can take this back to my bosses." He stops for a minute. A finger tapping the table for a moment. "But I'm going to let you know one thing. Someone like Masus isn't going to let something go. You stomp whats in your way. You don't take the cockroach out of the house. You squish it with the entire shoe or get rid of all of it's food."
Another tap of his finger. "If we decide to help, we will do the same." Tap. "So let me know, right now, if this was just a casual meeting of you saying that he's stepping on things... and we will see if we want to do anything about it. Or if you're telling me that he's a problem... and you're asking for our help."
The way he looks at the three of you in that moment, is very clear. Despite the soft features of his face, those hands have killed many.
Keegan leans forward in his chair, his movement controlled and deliberate, the chair making only the slightest of creaks, "They attacked us in our bar, they tried to burn it down with us inside." His tone low and menacing, at contrast with his usual mocking attitude, looking at both Yorvalor and Edmund "I realize I am hardly the voice of reason in this group, but I say we Masus owe a debt that that can only be paid!" the last word said with more venom in his voice than his friends had ever heard." Sitting back in his chair, a look of slight embarrassment coming over his face, "but I defer to wisdom of my friends." Straightening his clothes as his sits back, Keegan appears almost shocked at what he said.
"I would think it's safe to say that he's a problem, though not all of his ilk are. With him is a woman, Mother Amahle, who takes care of orphans and urchins who find themselves under the gang's care. And while that's not ideal for a youngun to grow up under, she at least is keeping them fed and with somewhere safe to sleep." Emund pauses slightly, before continuining.
"Masus, on the other hand, essentially sent men to die and through a tantrum when he didn't get his way. And surely we can't be the only ones in the city as stubborn as old nails. He's liable to send killers across all corners as he spreads out, but..." He looks intently at Leon as he continues (Insight: 9), "I get the feeling that he's not the one who's decided to be this aggressive. Seems like someone else has been yanking some puppet strings. Tell me, have you or yours been in any strange contact of late with people of my trade?" As he asks this, he pulls on the symbol around his neck.
"I've heard rumors. Men of the cloth hiding in shadows to do strange works." Leon is difficult to read from time to time. More listening than engaging. "I can't say that I have been in contact with many priests. Nothing against your god, Priest, I've just resigned myself to becoming a bag of bones and meat when I eventually die. Might as well enjoy the time I've got here."
His finger tapped a few times. "Still. Wait here. All of you."
He stands, heading over to the man playing the piano for a second. A few hushed whispers. The piano tune shifts from what he was playing, a quick interlude of music as Leon walks away. There's a bit of tension in the air. The piano player keeping you all in the corner of his eye. It's a good thirty minutes before Leon comes back down from the third floor. Heading over and returning to his chair.
"One of the bosses says... you all give us some interesting information. And that you're right. There are two shadows. Apparently we've been working with them a bit. But our goal is bigger. And we want to cut those strings. So a favor, for a favor. We help you with your Orchid problem. But first we need you all to get something. Not legal. No killing required. But I'm afraid you all have a special set of skills that maybe I lack." His finger points over to Emund's symbol for a second.
"Interested, or shall we part ways and let you all enjoy your evening?"
Kazri - Level 10 Human Paladin (Oath of the Ancients) - The Tales of the Fellowship of the White Cloaks Droknin Palemane - Level 4 Leonin Barbarian (Path of the Beast) - Where the Cold Winds Blow... A Lost Mines of Phandelver Story Faelan (Cottontail) Whisperwind - Level 3 Ranger (Fey Wanderer) - Zorg's Lost Souls II
"Science is organized knowledge. Wisdom is organized life."
"Good." His fingers drum a few times on the table. "Apparently your other friends that share your faith, are playing a lot of sides. Encouraging groups to fight. We've been curious to why. But it seems that it's all a diversion. Your faith is pulling a relic out of their vaults. A finger bone of some saint. Highly valuable. Normally very guarded. But I'm sure people of your persuasion can get to it. After all," his hands go wide. "You're already a member of the church. I'm sure you can wiggle into the detail or something similar. You get that, we deal with Masus."
"Now do we have a deal?" He stands out of his chair. His hand reaching across the table.
"A bone? How curious. But yes, we have a deal. However..." Emund holds onto Leon's hand as he continues, "Masus has seen fit to accuse us of murder and those members of the Faith with whom he's been rubbing elbows–quite likely the same that you're wishing to end your relationship with–have seen fit to label us as criminals of the Faith." He releases Leon's hand.
"Any thoughts on how we might work around that as we go find this bone for you?"
As he waits for an answer, he thinks about whether or not he's heard any stories about this finger bone (Religion 19).
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Yorvalor is concerned that Emund revealed our predicament with the Church, but he trust Emund knows what he is doing, and he doesn't say anything. He looks at Leon to see if that changes his demeanor towards the group. (Insight: 16)
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Kazri - Level 10 Human Paladin (Oath of the Ancients) - The Tales of the Fellowship of the White Cloaks Droknin Palemane - Level 4 Leonin Barbarian (Path of the Beast) - Where the Cold Winds Blow... A Lost Mines of Phandelver Story Faelan (Cottontail) Whisperwind - Level 3 Ranger (Fey Wanderer) - Zorg's Lost Souls II
"Science is organized knowledge. Wisdom is organized life."
Leon keeps shaking his hand. "If you are successful, I am certain we can arrange to make sure your names are cleared. That is acceptable." Leon feels a little difficult to read for Yorvalor; but he's yet to be mysterious or an apparent liar.
Emund you try to think about the finger bone. You know there are relics down in the locked vaults. Pieces of famous members of the faith, those blessed by the Iron Queen. From famous warriors, to high priests, to the Saints that walked and passed. Others are fragments of what they wore and wielded. The club of the first Saint of War is on display inside the High Temple during the New Years Ceremony. While magic is real, and some of these relics could be powerful in regards to their connection to divine magic; people are empowered by the power they put in objects and beliefs. Regardless. It would certainly be worth a small fortune.
"Well mate, I love me a good heist. But as me friend here tried to suggest, the three of us ain't exactly on good terms with the Faith at the moment. Might make getting on a guard detail a wee bit difficult. You got any other bright ideas?"
Leon gives Keegan a look. “Maybe I underestimated you all in knowing you had promise and possibility..” he stops shaking Emunds hand and sits back down.
“Besides. We all now have a deal. How you chose to go about getting it done is none of my business.” He sort of chuckles to himself a bit. “Maybe your hands won’t be so clean after all.”
“Perhaps I may have an idea. Mr. Leon. Would you have a person that goes to the Church with some frequency? If so, would the person be around this establishment by any chance? I would like to meet him or her.”
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Kazri - Level 10 Human Paladin (Oath of the Ancients) - The Tales of the Fellowship of the White Cloaks Droknin Palemane - Level 4 Leonin Barbarian (Path of the Beast) - Where the Cold Winds Blow... A Lost Mines of Phandelver Story Faelan (Cottontail) Whisperwind - Level 3 Ranger (Fey Wanderer) - Zorg's Lost Souls II
"Science is organized knowledge. Wisdom is organized life."
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Yorvalor does the same as Emund. "Let's just say that we do not have a great relationship with this Mr. Masus."
Yorvalor goes over his visit to the warehouse, the impromptu show in front of it for the children, and his walk to Masus' office. He looks around to see if there is any familiar Orchid face in this brothel. (Perception: 18. Let me know if this is not the correct check)
Kazri - Level 10 Human Paladin (Oath of the Ancients) - The Tales of the Fellowship of the White Cloaks
Droknin Palemane - Level 4 Leonin Barbarian (Path of the Beast) - Where the Cold Winds Blow... A Lost Mines of Phandelver Story
Faelan (Cottontail) Whisperwind - Level 3 Ranger (Fey Wanderer) - Zorg's Lost Souls II
"Science is organized knowledge. Wisdom is organized life."
Yorvalor, you look around and don't see any familiar faces or symbols dealing with the orchids.
Leon rocks on the back legs of the chair a bit. "Orchids. Heard of them. Minor little street urchins. Run some gambling, and hire out kids to pick pocket those too dumb to keep their money. Not exactly someone that we worry about. Easy enough to take care of for a price."
DM PbP Series (Completed) : The Blackmire Company, Voyage of the Windhook ,Shanty of Soulripper, The Streets of Dunnour
"Indeed, as Tharii said, they were small timers. However, he also told us that they have recently pocking their noses into your territory. This is where, perhaps, we may have something in common. You see, we don't exactly have an issue with the Orchids, specially the kids. Our quarry is specifically with Mr. Masus. Let's just say that he is not a very nice person." Yorvalor studies Leon to see if he is telling the truth about the Orchids. (Insight: 11)
Kazri - Level 10 Human Paladin (Oath of the Ancients) - The Tales of the Fellowship of the White Cloaks
Droknin Palemane - Level 4 Leonin Barbarian (Path of the Beast) - Where the Cold Winds Blow... A Lost Mines of Phandelver Story
Faelan (Cottontail) Whisperwind - Level 3 Ranger (Fey Wanderer) - Zorg's Lost Souls II
"Science is organized knowledge. Wisdom is organized life."
"If you have a issue with Masus, you have a issue with the Orchids. There's no separating the group from the man," Leon says over to Yorvalor. "But yes, they've been making some moves on some turf. A street or two. Sometimes you have to lose a little to gain a bit more." Yorvalor, you feel he isn't trying to be coy or playing on words. Just more hestitant to say that his group is currently engaging with another larger faction out loud.
"I have noticed that you've yet to say what you'd like. Just that you have a issue with them. Are you asking for us to get rid of this squabble between you all?"
DM PbP Series (Completed) : The Blackmire Company, Voyage of the Windhook ,Shanty of Soulripper, The Streets of Dunnour
Yorvalor looks at Keegan then at Emund, to make sure that they agree with Yorvalor explaining their story. "Mr. Leon, you seem like a person that goes straight to the point. Please allow me to explain our situation, and you may understand our needs."
Yorvalor gets a little more comfortable in his chair. "You may have heard of a place called the Falcon's Nest. Well, me and my friends here used to work there, actually it's more like the owner tolerated our presence, really. At any rate, one day a couple of Orchid lads came in demanding "protection" from the owner. We did not agree with that, for we believe our place did not need such a "service". We "gently" showed the visitors the door, and we were able to have a meeting with Mr. Masus in his office the next day. We tried to, politely, tell Mr. Masus, thanks but no thanks for his people's protection for the Falcon." Then Yorvalor starts smiling. "I even had the opportunity to put on a show for his kids outside of their warehouse!! It was a great show and ..." He goes back to reality. "Ehem... Err, where was I? Oh right... Let's just say that something must have happened during that meeting, and I assure you it wasn't our manners, no sir. Mr. Masus, got really mad, his face turned beet red, and demanded that we leave his place at once. We complied and left his warehouse. Then, all we know is that a couple of days later, some Orchids thugs tried to burn the Falcon's Nest down, and we definitely could not allow that to happen." Yorvalor looks Leon in the eyes. "So our friend here, Keegan, happens to know Mr. Tharii, and his advice was to, perhaps, seek the help of a much bigger fish, namely, your group Mr. Leon, and maybe we can come to a mutually agreeable arrangement. We just would like to speak with this Mr. Masus again, and tell him that we mean him, or his people no harm, as long as he leave us alone." (Deception: 25)
Kazri - Level 10 Human Paladin (Oath of the Ancients) - The Tales of the Fellowship of the White Cloaks
Droknin Palemane - Level 4 Leonin Barbarian (Path of the Beast) - Where the Cold Winds Blow... A Lost Mines of Phandelver Story
Faelan (Cottontail) Whisperwind - Level 3 Ranger (Fey Wanderer) - Zorg's Lost Souls II
"Science is organized knowledge. Wisdom is organized life."
"Brother Emund. I believe that you may have some words for Mr. Leon here as well, correct?" Yorvalor gives Emund a Bardic Inspiration (d6).
Kazri - Level 10 Human Paladin (Oath of the Ancients) - The Tales of the Fellowship of the White Cloaks
Droknin Palemane - Level 4 Leonin Barbarian (Path of the Beast) - Where the Cold Winds Blow... A Lost Mines of Phandelver Story
Faelan (Cottontail) Whisperwind - Level 3 Ranger (Fey Wanderer) - Zorg's Lost Souls II
"Science is organized knowledge. Wisdom is organized life."
Leon puts up his hand as Yorvalor asks Emund if there's anything else. "No, I've heard enough. I can take this back to my bosses." He stops for a minute. A finger tapping the table for a moment. "But I'm going to let you know one thing. Someone like Masus isn't going to let something go. You stomp whats in your way. You don't take the cockroach out of the house. You squish it with the entire shoe or get rid of all of it's food."
Another tap of his finger. "If we decide to help, we will do the same." Tap. "So let me know, right now, if this was just a casual meeting of you saying that he's stepping on things... and we will see if we want to do anything about it. Or if you're telling me that he's a problem... and you're asking for our help."
The way he looks at the three of you in that moment, is very clear. Despite the soft features of his face, those hands have killed many.
DM PbP Series (Completed) : The Blackmire Company, Voyage of the Windhook ,Shanty of Soulripper, The Streets of Dunnour
Keegan leans forward in his chair, his movement controlled and deliberate, the chair making only the slightest of creaks, "They attacked us in our bar, they tried to burn it down with us inside." His tone low and menacing, at contrast with his usual mocking attitude, looking at both Yorvalor and Edmund "I realize I am hardly the voice of reason in this group, but I say we Masus owe a debt that that can only be paid!" the last word said with more venom in his voice than his friends had ever heard." Sitting back in his chair, a look of slight embarrassment coming over his face, "but I defer to wisdom of my friends." Straightening his clothes as his sits back, Keegan appears almost shocked at what he said.
"I would think it's safe to say that he's a problem, though not all of his ilk are. With him is a woman, Mother Amahle, who takes care of orphans and urchins who find themselves under the gang's care. And while that's not ideal for a youngun to grow up under, she at least is keeping them fed and with somewhere safe to sleep." Emund pauses slightly, before continuining.
"Masus, on the other hand, essentially sent men to die and through a tantrum when he didn't get his way. And surely we can't be the only ones in the city as stubborn as old nails. He's liable to send killers across all corners as he spreads out, but..." He looks intently at Leon as he continues (Insight: 9), "I get the feeling that he's not the one who's decided to be this aggressive. Seems like someone else has been yanking some puppet strings. Tell me, have you or yours been in any strange contact of late with people of my trade?" As he asks this, he pulls on the symbol around his neck.
"I've heard rumors. Men of the cloth hiding in shadows to do strange works." Leon is difficult to read from time to time. More listening than engaging. "I can't say that I have been in contact with many priests. Nothing against your god, Priest, I've just resigned myself to becoming a bag of bones and meat when I eventually die. Might as well enjoy the time I've got here."
His finger tapped a few times. "Still. Wait here. All of you."
He stands, heading over to the man playing the piano for a second. A few hushed whispers. The piano tune shifts from what he was playing, a quick interlude of music as Leon walks away. There's a bit of tension in the air. The piano player keeping you all in the corner of his eye. It's a good thirty minutes before Leon comes back down from the third floor. Heading over and returning to his chair.
"One of the bosses says... you all give us some interesting information. And that you're right. There are two shadows. Apparently we've been working with them a bit. But our goal is bigger. And we want to cut those strings. So a favor, for a favor. We help you with your Orchid problem. But first we need you all to get something. Not legal. No killing required. But I'm afraid you all have a special set of skills that maybe I lack." His finger points over to Emund's symbol for a second.
"Interested, or shall we part ways and let you all enjoy your evening?"
DM PbP Series (Completed) : The Blackmire Company, Voyage of the Windhook ,Shanty of Soulripper, The Streets of Dunnour
Yorvalor looks expectantly at Emund.
Kazri - Level 10 Human Paladin (Oath of the Ancients) - The Tales of the Fellowship of the White Cloaks
Droknin Palemane - Level 4 Leonin Barbarian (Path of the Beast) - Where the Cold Winds Blow... A Lost Mines of Phandelver Story
Faelan (Cottontail) Whisperwind - Level 3 Ranger (Fey Wanderer) - Zorg's Lost Souls II
"Science is organized knowledge. Wisdom is organized life."
"Well you both know where I on this. Not legal, and no killing is my specialty!"
"Wherever there is need..." Emund performs a mock bow, "...there will be aid. What's it you need?"
Leon smirks.
"Good." His fingers drum a few times on the table. "Apparently your other friends that share your faith, are playing a lot of sides. Encouraging groups to fight. We've been curious to why. But it seems that it's all a diversion. Your faith is pulling a relic out of their vaults. A finger bone of some saint. Highly valuable. Normally very guarded. But I'm sure people of your persuasion can get to it. After all," his hands go wide. "You're already a member of the church. I'm sure you can wiggle into the detail or something similar. You get that, we deal with Masus."
"Now do we have a deal?" He stands out of his chair. His hand reaching across the table.
DM PbP Series (Completed) : The Blackmire Company, Voyage of the Windhook ,Shanty of Soulripper, The Streets of Dunnour
"A bone? How curious. But yes, we have a deal. However..." Emund holds onto Leon's hand as he continues, "Masus has seen fit to accuse us of murder and those members of the Faith with whom he's been rubbing elbows–quite likely the same that you're wishing to end your relationship with–have seen fit to label us as criminals of the Faith." He releases Leon's hand.
"Any thoughts on how we might work around that as we go find this bone for you?"
As he waits for an answer, he thinks about whether or not he's heard any stories about this finger bone (Religion 19).
Yorvalor is concerned that Emund revealed our predicament with the Church, but he trust Emund knows what he is doing, and he doesn't say anything. He looks at Leon to see if that changes his demeanor towards the group. (Insight: 16)
Kazri - Level 10 Human Paladin (Oath of the Ancients) - The Tales of the Fellowship of the White Cloaks
Droknin Palemane - Level 4 Leonin Barbarian (Path of the Beast) - Where the Cold Winds Blow... A Lost Mines of Phandelver Story
Faelan (Cottontail) Whisperwind - Level 3 Ranger (Fey Wanderer) - Zorg's Lost Souls II
"Science is organized knowledge. Wisdom is organized life."
Leon keeps shaking his hand. "If you are successful, I am certain we can arrange to make sure your names are cleared. That is acceptable." Leon feels a little difficult to read for Yorvalor; but he's yet to be mysterious or an apparent liar.
Emund you try to think about the finger bone. You know there are relics down in the locked vaults. Pieces of famous members of the faith, those blessed by the Iron Queen. From famous warriors, to high priests, to the Saints that walked and passed. Others are fragments of what they wore and wielded. The club of the first Saint of War is on display inside the High Temple during the New Years Ceremony. While magic is real, and some of these relics could be powerful in regards to their connection to divine magic; people are empowered by the power they put in objects and beliefs. Regardless. It would certainly be worth a small fortune.
DM PbP Series (Completed) : The Blackmire Company, Voyage of the Windhook ,Shanty of Soulripper, The Streets of Dunnour
"Well mate, I love me a good heist. But as me friend here tried to suggest, the three of us ain't exactly on good terms with the Faith at the moment. Might make getting on a guard detail a wee bit difficult. You got any other bright ideas?"
Leon gives Keegan a look. “Maybe I underestimated you all in knowing you had promise and possibility..” he stops shaking Emunds hand and sits back down.
“Besides. We all now have a deal. How you chose to go about getting it done is none of my business.” He sort of chuckles to himself a bit. “Maybe your hands won’t be so clean after all.”
DM PbP Series (Completed) : The Blackmire Company, Voyage of the Windhook ,Shanty of Soulripper, The Streets of Dunnour
“Perhaps I may have an idea. Mr. Leon. Would you have a person that goes to the Church with some frequency? If so, would the person be around this establishment by any chance? I would like to meet him or her.”
Kazri - Level 10 Human Paladin (Oath of the Ancients) - The Tales of the Fellowship of the White Cloaks
Droknin Palemane - Level 4 Leonin Barbarian (Path of the Beast) - Where the Cold Winds Blow... A Lost Mines of Phandelver Story
Faelan (Cottontail) Whisperwind - Level 3 Ranger (Fey Wanderer) - Zorg's Lost Souls II
"Science is organized knowledge. Wisdom is organized life."