*THUNNNK* a loud, dull sound can be heard at the entrance of the store, followed almost immediately by a crashing sound.
"Look, look, look, I swear I'll be replacing anythin' I broke. I swear, look."
The voice belongs to a ruddy looking man with what is now a bright red face.He is a remarkably plain individual of average height with broad shoulders and short, blond, matted hair sweatily plastered under a rusted chainmail coif. His armor is mismatched, missized and in a general state of misrepair - leather armor that had been patched far too many times with leather of varying color and quality. A surprisingly well-kept longbow is strapped to his back and a dented, old shortsword is attached to his belt.
Kal notices that he is currently the focus of a number of people's attention. He lets out a goofy grin and coughs awkwardly,"The names Kal... Wos all this I been hearin' aboutta job?"
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As Sheri goes to speaks she hears Gilmore calling for her. " I will be right back" She leaves for the moment and comes back to the counter.
Sherry returns from the backroom, looking a bit flustered. She addresses all of the customers milling about the front room at once, saying: “It seems your timing is perfect. Some of you have need of coin and I have an easy job for you. It’s become somewhat of a rite of passage for local adventurers. We need to restock our Healing Potions and we are out of flasks. The demand is constant and every group that comes in wants to buy us out. Without imposing a limit of one Healing Potion per customer we would never be able to keep any stock! For obvious reasons the City Guard is one of our few clients allowed to purchase more than one at a time. After all, their defense of the city takes priority. “However, that still leaves us in a bind today. Our store has a standing order with Karwin’s Glassworks in the Central District for flasks. Normally either myself or some of our more regular adventurer customers are sent to retrieve them. I have things I can’t leave right now, as does Gilmore. So if you are interested in a little courier work, we would appreciate it. Our ability to restock our Healing Potions benefits you as well if you’re of the adventuring mindset.”
[ I see only 5 of you joined the campaign tab. Also I don't have content sharing because I don't subscribe. The biggest thing with the drow is the disadvantage piece while in direct sunlight I will let you know when its that way]
Sheri clears her throat and asks the group "Who is you leader and speaks for you? if you don't have please figure that out. I am busy after all."
He turns to the gal who he addressed, almost sad that she had not heard of him and his family. "I am from the Lyrengorn in the northern Cliffkeep Mountains," he explains after a moment before noticing the rest of the group. "Seems we have a party on our hands."
After he listens to Sherri, he touches his chin a bit and mulls over her words. "Although courier work may not seem like the most exciting, it is for a noble cause and it would most certainly benefit a local business. I cannot speak for the others, but you can count me in." He scans the room, wondering who will step up as a leader. Although he comes from a noble house, B.A. prefers to stand back and let the spotlight shine on other.
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Allister looks around once more, slightly moving away as he noticed another person entering the shop. He makes a few steps away from the crowd, his eyes rarely blinking.
”I suppose we should know each other if we are to work together. I’m Allister Lewis, and I suggest that we take a vote?”
"I am B.A. Salvathore, it is a pleasure to meet you all," he says with bow. "My, we all look like a motley crew of buddies, though I suppose every great adventuring party is like that. Although I have a gift with words, I usually do not enjoy leading - preferring to inspire others."
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"I suppose I could do it," Adele replies. "When So-Kehur and I were not trying to prove who was better professors saw us as leaders for the newer students."
"I suppose I could do it," Adele replies. "When So-Kehur and I were not trying to prove who was better professors saw us as leaders for the newer students."
I am Valen Eld’th’ay, of the Syngorn House Eld’th’ay. And I don’t know any of you, or who So-Kehur is but if this... Adele has experience and gets us a step closer to working, then I will follow until such time as a new leader is necessary.
Valen steps up behind her and looks around to see if anyone else is stepping up.
”Did some one day coffee?! Oh and umm, I vote for the Lyceum student, I mean Adele.” Turning to whom ever is closest to her, she whispers “I stopped listening, what are we voting for?”
”Ahhh yes, a leader.” Sybal, has no idea why these adventures who just met need a leader, she’s just here for a coin purse or two. But so far this is all very amusing, the day is still early, she’ll have time to meet her quota.
Adele steps foreward. "I suppose I'm the leader then. Sorry that took so long." She approaches the counter and looks around. "So what is it about this job?"
B.A. nods, gesturing toward Adele. "I have no doubt, you will do just fine. As for me, I believe I will compose a tale for our adventure." He stands behind her as she stands at the counter.
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*THUNNNK* a loud, dull sound can be heard at the entrance of the store, followed almost immediately by a crashing sound.
"Look, look, look, I swear I'll be replacing anythin' I broke. I swear, look."
The voice belongs to a ruddy looking man with what is now a bright red face. He is a remarkably plain individual of average height with broad shoulders and short, blond, matted hair sweatily plastered under a rusted chainmail coif. His armor is mismatched, missized and in a general state of misrepair - leather armor that had been patched far too many times with leather of varying color and quality. A surprisingly well-kept longbow is strapped to his back and a dented, old shortsword is attached to his belt.
Kal notices that he is currently the focus of a number of people's attention. He lets out a goofy grin and coughs awkwardly, "The names Kal... Wos all this I been hearin' aboutta job?"
DM - The Call of Strahd (CoS); Feyrealm Campaign, Chapter 0 - Bleak Prospect (BP), Chapter 1 - Destination Unknown (DU)
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As Sheri goes to speaks she hears Gilmore calling for her. " I will be right back" She leaves for the moment and comes back to the counter.
Sherry returns from the backroom, looking a bit flustered. She addresses all of the customers milling about the front room at once, saying:
“It seems your timing is perfect. Some of you have need of coin and I have an easy job for you. It’s become somewhat of a rite of passage for local adventurers.
We need to restock our Healing Potions and we are out of flasks. The demand is constant and every group that comes in wants to buy us out. Without imposing a limit of one Healing Potion per customer we would never be able to keep any stock! For obvious reasons the City Guard is one of our few clients allowed to purchase more than one at a time. After all, their defense of the city takes priority. “However, that still leaves us in a bind today. Our store has a standing order with Karwin’s Glassworks in the Central District for flasks. Normally either myself or some of our more regular adventurer customers are sent to retrieve them. I have things I can’t leave right now, as does Gilmore. So if you are interested in a little courier work, we would appreciate it. Our ability to restock our Healing Potions benefits you as well if you’re of the adventuring mindset.”
[ I see only 5 of you joined the campaign tab. Also I don't have content sharing because I don't subscribe. The biggest thing with the drow is the disadvantage piece while in direct sunlight I will let you know when its that way]
Sheri clears her throat and asks the group "Who is you leader and speaks for you? if you don't have please figure that out. I am busy after all."
Arven looks around sheepishly while stuttering a little
He turns to the gal who he addressed, almost sad that she had not heard of him and his family. "I am from the Lyrengorn in the northern Cliffkeep Mountains," he explains after a moment before noticing the rest of the group. "Seems we have a party on our hands."
After he listens to Sherri, he touches his chin a bit and mulls over her words. "Although courier work may not seem like the most exciting, it is for a noble cause and it would most certainly benefit a local business. I cannot speak for the others, but you can count me in." He scans the room, wondering who will step up as a leader. Although he comes from a noble house, B.A. prefers to stand back and let the spotlight shine on other.
I have an intelligence of six, I know what I'm doing.
Allister looks around once more, slightly moving away as he noticed another person entering the shop. He makes a few steps away from the crowd, his eyes rarely blinking.
”I suppose we should know each other if we are to work together. I’m Allister Lewis, and I suggest that we take a vote?”
"I am B.A. Salvathore, it is a pleasure to meet you all," he says with bow. "My, we all look like a motley crew of buddies, though I suppose every great adventuring party is like that. Although I have a gift with words, I usually do not enjoy leading - preferring to inspire others."
I have an intelligence of six, I know what I'm doing.
"Not sure about bein' no leader or nothin' but don't mind 'elpin' out wit this task, no."
Scratching the back of his head sheepishly, Kal awkwardly stands behind B.A. grinning.
"I vote for 'im", pointing at B.A.
"Oh, uhhh, I'm 'Kal'... Kallum Fletcher"
DM - The Call of Strahd (CoS); Feyrealm Campaign, Chapter 0 - Bleak Prospect (BP), Chapter 1 - Destination Unknown (DU)
"I suppose I could do it," Adele replies. "When So-Kehur and I were not trying to prove who was better professors saw us as leaders for the newer students."
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Mindartis Liadon - Eladrin Barbarian | Naivara Siannodel - Half Elf Ranger
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Allister nodded to himself and looked towards Salvathorne and Arven, and others who have not voted yet.
”Go on then, I’ll vote last. Voting for yourself is fine, I suppose.”
He then turns towards Sheri. ”Excuse me, would you happen to have some coffee?”, his voice being somewhat tired and expectant.
I am Valen Eld’th’ay, of the Syngorn House Eld’th’ay. And I don’t know any of you, or who So-Kehur is but if this... Adele has experience and gets us a step closer to working, then I will follow until such time as a new leader is necessary.
Valen steps up behind her and looks around to see if anyone else is stepping up.
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Looking at Allistar. Sheri says “No and please hurry I am busy” Sheri is looking annoyed.
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”Did some one day coffee?! Oh and umm, I vote for the Lyceum student, I mean Adele.” Turning to whom ever is closest to her, she whispers “I stopped listening, what are we voting for?”
Allister raises an eyebrow at Sheri but doesn’t pay much more mind to it. He then turns to Arven and Salvathorne.
”Well, we are the last ones, Arven, Salvathorne. Let’s hurry up or this lady will go crazy. Seems like Adele is in the lead, but it’s 3 to 1.”
Kal chuckles in response to Sybal, "I'm not rightly sure, you. Summit abou' a leader or summin', look."
DM - The Call of Strahd (CoS); Feyrealm Campaign, Chapter 0 - Bleak Prospect (BP), Chapter 1 - Destination Unknown (DU)
”Ahhh yes, a leader.” Sybal, has no idea why these adventures who just met need a leader, she’s just here for a coin purse or two. But so far this is all very amusing, the day is still early, she’ll have time to meet her quota.
“If Adele wants it, it’s hers.”
Allister nods to himself again and makes a step back towards the group and shrugs.
”Well then, congratulations I suppose. You heard the man, go ahead”
Kal looks at Adele expectantly, "What say you, boss? Any idea where this Karwin's be?"
DM - The Call of Strahd (CoS); Feyrealm Campaign, Chapter 0 - Bleak Prospect (BP), Chapter 1 - Destination Unknown (DU)
Adele steps foreward. "I suppose I'm the leader then. Sorry that took so long." She approaches the counter and looks around. "So what is it about this job?"
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Mindartis Liadon - Eladrin Barbarian | Naivara Siannodel - Half Elf Ranger
Arrila Evenwood - Half Elf Paladin | Callaphe of Setessa - Human Rogue
Katernin Nemetsk - Aasimar Cleric | Melody - Tiefling Bard
B.A. nods, gesturing toward Adele. "I have no doubt, you will do just fine. As for me, I believe I will compose a tale for our adventure." He stands behind her as she stands at the counter.
I have an intelligence of six, I know what I'm doing.