The newly formed party waits in the meeting room, with snacks and water prepared in the center of the room.
(Just a double check to ensure the party is there. If no post from one member in a 24 hour period, that member shall be kicked from the party and a replacement shall be issued. Please warn ahead of time of any possible delay.)
Bronwen sits impatiently at the table, "So, how long does this kind of thing take to start?" Having never been on an adventure like this before he wasn't sure what to expect.
Caram sat casually slumped in his chair, he rubbed his temples slightly. He looked at Bronwen, "Well, my first shindig outside of a city where the usual saying is 'hurry up and wait'. I am sure we will get going very soon."
He looks the elf over, his gaze had a scrutinizing feel to them. "A sneak then? Quite possibly a sneak thief?" He asks though his tone is more fact than questioning.
(He has a really high Investigation and Insight, let me know if it is not ok to just use your sheet to out clues together)
Bronwen looks at the man dead in the eye. "I was, that's past me now" His brightens up, "Besides, no use making enemies of each other now, we have wolves to hunt!" Bronwen would make a mental note that the man before him should not be necessarily trusted.
(OOC: I think its fine, except for his nickname which I feel is more of a misdirection or alter ego, not something to just go saying or discerning for free."
He holds up his hands in, "No problem, no problem. Just an observation is all. Trying to pick up how we can best help each other is all. I myself am, or was, an investigator in Sharn. Now I'm trying a new path in life. Name is Caram."
(Sorry all, had a christmas party last night and am just getting going this morning...)
Nasaar sits at one end of the table, his back to a wall and where he can see the door. He listens to the two talking and nods his head at the mention of having wolves to fight not each other. His voice is calm and soft as he speaks, confident and self-assured. "Relax while you can, we'll find little time to relax once we are on the way to these ruins." He sits back then, gray eyes patient as he takes a drink and eats some of the food left for them.
¨Well we do need to go as fast as we can, don´t we? But i guess waiting is the only thing we can do now¨Belegak looks around ¨Ahmm just a little question, do anyone knows how are we going to get there?¨
Caram turns to Belegak, "Yeah, I figure we are waiting on this man that hired us, Henri. I would hope he has some kind of transportation. That aside, what is it you bring to the table my friend?"
¨Oh the name thing, my name is Belegak i am an Archeologist i am an expert on old mechanicals wonders, i really hope we find things that help my understanding of the world and also i hope we don´t die.¨ He extend a hand, and then you (Caram) hear on your mind ¨I really hope we don´t die¨
After a reprise of conversation, a door opens. And in comes a short half orc lass. Although the green tint in her skin portrays her orc heritage, she lacks the size and muscle of them. In fact, if anything, she looks timid with a pair of spectacles upon her face and the large robes upon her. She bows her head, the pack upon her back jumping slightly, "T-thank you for taking my request. I'm Henri Tallow, a student at the Morgrave university." She says with an attempt at smiling, her small tusks show just slightly.
Belegak jumps out of his chair, and takes her hand shaking it ¨Such a great pleasure, i´m Belegak. So are you a schoolar?¨ Whatever the answer is he will inmidiatly he create a mind link with her so she and will ask her all that he can about the ruins.With the mind link she can answer him directly to his mind without boring his companions.
It was clear now to Bronwen why they were being recuited for what seemed like such a simple mission, this woman probably would last against a single wolf. That said, Bronwen wasn't certain of his own ability, having only ever heard of a wolf, but he was confident.
Still in his chair, Bronwen asks, "So, when does this show hit the road?"
Henri is startled at the sudden contact, giving a small yelp and a bigger one as she feels her thoughts somewhat communicating in a panicked manner. "I-I'm sorry, I-I'll be quick. I'm helping my senior with a study and he wants me to check this ruin nearby. B-but there's w-wolves and I-I don't really know how to fight and I-I'm not too sure how many and I-I have gold, I-I can pay...I-I'm sorry, this is p-probably not what you want to hear...We can go anytime, I've b-booked a caravan at the station for us." She calms down from her nervous fast talk.
(Will anyone need to visit the store before going?)
Bronwen jumps to his feet, "If there are no objections, I say lets get a move on!" Now that it was time Bronwen, could feel the excitement and anticipation bubbling over, he wanted to get started right now.
Folas pushes back his chair and starts checking to make sure his pack and gear are in order. Then he leans back in his chair and says “alright then, I’m ready to go.”
¨Oh please let´s go!!¨ Belegak check his bag one more time, menwhile he ask the half-orc *So this ruins... it is a temple or something?*as he take take out a little ball trinket and puts it near his mouth.
"Is there anything special we need in regard to these ruins?" Nasaar asks in a reasonable tone, glancing to the others as he put his hands behind his back, assuming a military pose. "I'd rather make sure that we have everything you think we'll need before we go rushing off..." He says to the half-orc. (If she has nothing obvious she knows about, then he is ready to go.)
"Those are all great questions and we should really get to the bottom of them, as a side note though, unless I'm mistaken none of us are healers divine. I feel I will go and purchase a med bag, better bare bones then nothing. Also, rations my friends. Are we prepared for a few days? I can tell you that I am not."
(Just a quick shopping for a healer's kit for sure and rations if Henri does not provide.)
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The newly formed party waits in the meeting room, with snacks and water prepared in the center of the room.
(Just a double check to ensure the party is there. If no post from one member in a 24 hour period, that member shall be kicked from the party and a replacement shall be issued. Please warn ahead of time of any possible delay.)
Bronwen sits impatiently at the table, "So, how long does this kind of thing take to start?" Having never been on an adventure like this before he wasn't sure what to expect.
Caram sat casually slumped in his chair, he rubbed his temples slightly. He looked at Bronwen, "Well, my first shindig outside of a city where the usual saying is 'hurry up and wait'. I am sure we will get going very soon."
He looks the elf over, his gaze had a scrutinizing feel to them. "A sneak then? Quite possibly a sneak thief?" He asks though his tone is more fact than questioning.
(He has a really high Investigation and Insight, let me know if it is not ok to just use your sheet to out clues together)
Bronwen looks at the man dead in the eye. "I was, that's past me now" His brightens up, "Besides, no use making enemies of each other now, we have wolves to hunt!" Bronwen would make a mental note that the man before him should not be necessarily trusted.
(OOC: I think its fine, except for his nickname which I feel is more of a misdirection or alter ego, not something to just go saying or discerning for free."
He holds up his hands in, "No problem, no problem. Just an observation is all. Trying to pick up how we can best help each other is all. I myself am, or was, an investigator in Sharn. Now I'm trying a new path in life. Name is Caram."
(Sorry all, had a christmas party last night and am just getting going this morning...)
Nasaar sits at one end of the table, his back to a wall and where he can see the door. He listens to the two talking and nods his head at the mention of having wolves to fight not each other. His voice is calm and soft as he speaks, confident and self-assured. "Relax while you can, we'll find little time to relax once we are on the way to these ruins." He sits back then, gray eyes patient as he takes a drink and eats some of the food left for them.
¨Well we do need to go as fast as we can, don´t we? But i guess waiting is the only thing we can do now¨ Belegak looks around ¨Ahmm just a little question, do anyone knows how are we going to get there?¨
Caram turns to Belegak, "Yeah, I figure we are waiting on this man that hired us, Henri. I would hope he has some kind of transportation. That aside, what is it you bring to the table my friend?"
Folas sits silently watching the rest of the group, taking in their mannerisms and trying to figure out what makes each one tick.
¨Oh the name thing, my name is Belegak i am an Archeologist i am an expert on old mechanicals wonders, i really hope we find things that help my understanding of the world and also i hope we don´t die.¨ He extend a hand, and then you (Caram) hear on your mind ¨I really hope we don´t die¨
After a reprise of conversation, a door opens. And in comes a short half orc lass. Although the green tint in her skin portrays her orc heritage, she lacks the size and muscle of them. In fact, if anything, she looks timid with a pair of spectacles upon her face and the large robes upon her. She bows her head, the pack upon her back jumping slightly, "T-thank you for taking my request. I'm Henri Tallow, a student at the Morgrave university." She says with an attempt at smiling, her small tusks show just slightly.
Nasaar gets to his feet, nodding to the half-orc. "Well met." He says in his soft and self-assured voice. "When do you wish to be about this then?"
Belegak jumps out of his chair, and takes her hand shaking it ¨Such a great pleasure, i´m Belegak. So are you a schoolar?¨ Whatever the answer is he will inmidiatly he create a mind link with her so she and will ask her all that he can about the ruins.With the mind link she can answer him directly to his mind without boring his companions.
It was clear now to Bronwen why they were being recuited for what seemed like such a simple mission, this woman probably would last against a single wolf. That said, Bronwen wasn't certain of his own ability, having only ever heard of a wolf, but he was confident.
Still in his chair, Bronwen asks, "So, when does this show hit the road?"
Henri is startled at the sudden contact, giving a small yelp and a bigger one as she feels her thoughts somewhat communicating in a panicked manner. "I-I'm sorry, I-I'll be quick. I'm helping my senior with a study and he wants me to check this ruin nearby. B-but there's w-wolves and I-I don't really know how to fight and I-I'm not too sure how many and I-I have gold, I-I can pay...I-I'm sorry, this is p-probably not what you want to hear...We can go anytime, I've b-booked a caravan at the station for us." She calms down from her nervous fast talk.
(Will anyone need to visit the store before going?)
(All good here)
Bronwen jumps to his feet, "If there are no objections, I say lets get a move on!" Now that it was time Bronwen, could feel the excitement and anticipation bubbling over, he wanted to get started right now.
Folas pushes back his chair and starts checking to make sure his pack and gear are in order. Then he leans back in his chair and says “alright then, I’m ready to go.”
¨Oh please let´s go!!¨ Belegak check his bag one more time, menwhile he ask the half-orc *So this ruins... it is a temple or something?* as he take take out a little ball trinket and puts it near his mouth.
"Is there anything special we need in regard to these ruins?" Nasaar asks in a reasonable tone, glancing to the others as he put his hands behind his back, assuming a military pose. "I'd rather make sure that we have everything you think we'll need before we go rushing off..." He says to the half-orc. (If she has nothing obvious she knows about, then he is ready to go.)
"Those are all great questions and we should really get to the bottom of them, as a side note though, unless I'm mistaken none of us are healers divine. I feel I will go and purchase a med bag, better bare bones then nothing. Also, rations my friends. Are we prepared for a few days? I can tell you that I am not."
(Just a quick shopping for a healer's kit for sure and rations if Henri does not provide.)