// Welcome to our one-shot! This is a closed & full PbP game. Our scene opens on a jagged mountain range, covered in ice and hiding many an ancient secret. //
Durgeddin was a master smith who forged blades of surpassing quality and power. Centuries ago, his home was sacked by orcs. Durgeddin led the remnants of his clan to the mountains north of the town of Blasingdell and established a small, secret stronghold somewhere in the trackless wilderness.
From his hidden redoubt, he waged a decades-long vendetta against all orc-kind, until his enemies discovered his fortress and attacked it after a long siege. Durgeddin and his followers perished, and much wealth was carried away by the conquering hordes. But it’s said that the deepest and best-hidden vaults and armories escaped the looting, and that some of Durgeddin’s extraordinary blades still wait in the darkness for a hand bold enough to claim one.
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You’ve come to Blasingdell, a small mining town on the northern frontier, to see if there’s anything to these stories. Your map shows that the old dwarfhold of Khundrukar lies about three days' march to the north of the town. Dark, deeply forested hills rise beyond the town's outskirts.
Lana wondered into to town a few days earlier after hearing multiple accounts of an orc clan settlement. She had been chasing orcs for the last 3 years looking for the relic they stole from her village. After being in the mining town a few days she had heard rumors of the old dwarfhold and began to prepare for her journey. Although she would go alone if she had to she also had been advised by the townsfolk to join a band of adventurers and treasure hunters as there were tells of many dangers there. She is sitting in the tavern when she ask the barkeep "Any news of anyone travelling to the dwarven stronghold anytime soon?"
Belvil “Bel” makes his way into the tavern. He had heard tales of a great blade maker who stashed his best blades somewhere in these mountains. A blade like this may help him take down his hunters and enemies. Bel hears an elf at the bar ask about others going north. This may Be his chance to hide within a group and get what he needs. “Greetings” he saysputting his hand out. “The name is ....Belvil, Bel for short. I over heard you say you where going north to the old dwarf settlement. May I join you?”
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Tomac- goliath barbarian- Yet Another Storm Kings Thunder
Lana looks at the man and extends her hand in greeting. Her blonde hair pulled back out of her face and her clothing is more for a casual setting then and adventure. "I am Lana, yes I am needing to go to the dwarven settlement in the mountains. If you are as handy with a blade as you are with this handshake then certainly I would welcome the company. I do however hear we need a few more to join us though." she smiles as she takes her hand back from his. "Please sit and I will buy you a drink."
The door to the tavern busts open, and in a swirl of cold air and snow, a large snow covered minotaur enters the place and slams the door shut. He shakes his bare head and shoulders vigorously shaking whatever residual snow had settled upon him. What fresh hells has Ship Rethnor sent him to this time? He quickly makes his way over to the barkeep and barks out "Good friend, some rum and a place by the fire to warm my bones in this frozen hellscape!" He looks around the tavern for an empty chair in which to rest his large frame.
When the barkeep hands him his drink he turns to the others at the bar with him and his deep baritone rings out "May whatever your god you pray to grant you the warmth to survive here! BWAHAHAHA!" and he slams back the drink.
After serving his drinks, the barkeep fixes his watery old eyes on Lana, "Dwarven stronghold. You're talking about Khundrukar? Ain't no dwarves there anymore. I recommend you steer clear, my dear." He sniffles, wiping some mucous from his large nose before going back to serving drinks.
GB is running low money and heard about the bounty on Orcs, with is passion to kill those who harm others decided it may be a good way to get some coin. He has been in town for about 4days before the others show up gaining no traction on the bounty. He is sleeping/passed out at the end of the bar when he awakens to all the commotion at the bar.
"Quiet down the lot of you! GB is trying to rest."
He take a sip of the drink next to him and slowly perks up once he hears some of the conversation.
"North? Orcs North, GB goes where orcs are. GB kills orcs, rid world and get gold. Gold get GB wine and shelter. GB will accompany elf folk, it is decided."
Looks at the bartender and slides her drink back across the bar before noticing the man at the end of the bar fuss about the racket. "I think we should ask the big guy there" points to the minotaur "if he wants to join and the guy over fussing about all the noise he may be of some use" she says to Bel
While it isn't entirely unusual to see a winged Aarakocra in the mountains of the Spine of the World, it is unusual to see one drunk in an inn, indoors. And a minotaur was a rare sight anywhere, made doubly so by the fact that he seemed at least somewhat civil. Lanea's interest is rightly piqued.
Without warning a magical doorway suddenly opens up in the middle of the tavern in a flash of swirling light... two large burly figures on the other side unceremoniously toss a female figure dressed in an elaborate and expensively bejeweled ball-gown through the opening followed by two packs that hit her as she struggles to get to her feet knocking her back down again with a drunken groan.
A Sprite cries out, "I can see myself through the portal thank you very much," and flies through the doorway just as it closes... towards the sprawled figure on the floor, her gown evaporating... turning to a mist that rises up off her body. Leaving the now nude albino bat-winged (Tiefling?) female stands there making a rather impolite gesture where the magical door used to be,"it was a joke..." she cries, "Primrose I thought the Fey were renown for their sense of humor. You'd think a wedding party... the guests would be in a more festive mood..."
The Sprite slowly looks around the room at everyone giving everyone a little wave as her companion starts digging into one of the two packs to pull out her traveling clothes seemingly oblivious to her surroundings. "Boo... Boo, hurry up and dress this doesn't look like the..."
Boo stops for a moment and looks around, "oh fudge..."and speeds up her task.
Primrose the Sprite lands near Lana and point's at her drink, "barkeep we will each have what she is having..." then looking around slightly confused asks,"where are we by the way?"
“Agreed” he answers the elf. “Barkeep! Two rums my good man” As he waits for the barkeeper, Bel turns to Lana “how bout you talk to the drunk and I will approach the big guy?”
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The old bar tender took what happened in stride, looking up when the portal appeared, but averting his eyes from the scene following the evaporation of the ball gown. He went about his business as the Tiefling and Sprite had their exchange, stopping occasionally to wipe his prodigious nose.
Responding to Boo, he gives her a tall mug of what appears to be ale. "You're in Blasingdell. Don't get many visitors from the Feywild here," he comments. "And with a pixie, no less.
Boo pics up the mug and quickly downs it in a very unladylike fashion followed by a belch that causes Primrose to wrinkle her nose. Boo turns to the old bartender in her best flirty voice, "hey cutie... the name's Bipity Bopity Boo... what's yours? Set us up with another round my good man... its been one of those nights, if you know what I mean."
Primrose eyes narrow at the word Pixie... "why does everyone insist on calling me a Pixie... I mean really, do I look like a Pixie..."she mutters as she uses a thimble to scoop out some ale muttering, "Blasingdell... does that ring any bells Boo, something familiar about the name?"
"Cool your jets Primmy,"Boo giggles, "I think people confuse you with a Pixie cause you are always so serious. Anyway, I can't believe they kicked us out of the Feywild... especially with Hogswatchnight around the corner... now that is a tragedy."
Hhmmmm, the Sprite groans, "they kicked you out of Feywild Boo... not me! And you are confused again, Hogswatchnight isn't celebrated in the Feywild!"
Boo gives Primrose a puzzled look, "then whose lap was I sitting on telling my wishlist too?"
Primrose throws her hands as if to give up, looks Lana... "what brings you to Blasingdell?"
Boo pics up the mug and quickly downs it in a very unladylike fashion followed by a belch that causes Primrose to wrinkle her nose. Boo turns to the old bartender in her best flirty voice, "hey cutie... the name's Bipity Bopity Boo... what's yours? Set us up with another round my good man... its been one of those nights, if you know what I mean."
The crotchey barkeep just shakes his head, mutters unintelligibly, and passes another round to those drinking. Watching Boo down the alcohol with abandon, he speaks up, "Eh, careful you don't imbibe too much there, young lady! This here's the strong stuff."
Bel approaches the minotaur just in time to pass another drink into his hand. “Hey big guy. Need something to warm your blood? A little adventure to get the adrenaline pumping? My new friend here and I will be venturing north and we could use someone of your.....stature. So what do you say?
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// Welcome to our one-shot! This is a closed & full PbP game. Our scene opens on a jagged mountain range, covered in ice and hiding many an ancient secret. //
Durgeddin was a master smith who forged blades of surpassing quality and power. Centuries ago, his home was sacked by orcs. Durgeddin led the remnants of his clan to the mountains north of the town of Blasingdell and established a small, secret stronghold somewhere in the trackless wilderness.
From his hidden redoubt, he waged a decades-long vendetta against all orc-kind, until his enemies discovered his fortress and attacked it after a long siege. Durgeddin and his followers perished, and much wealth was carried away by the conquering hordes. But it’s said that the deepest and best-hidden vaults and armories escaped the looting, and that some of Durgeddin’s extraordinary blades still wait in the darkness for a hand bold enough to claim one.
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You’ve come to Blasingdell, a small mining town on the northern frontier, to see if there’s anything to these stories. Your map shows that the old dwarfhold of Khundrukar lies about three days' march to the north of the town. Dark, deeply forested hills rise beyond the town's outskirts.
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Survivor: CrispyDM's Saltmarsh as Syltra | SarcasticFury's Strahd as Hadrian Frozenspark | Forge of Fury as The DM
Lana wondered into to town a few days earlier after hearing multiple accounts of an orc clan settlement. She had been chasing orcs for the last 3 years looking for the relic they stole from her village. After being in the mining town a few days she had heard rumors of the old dwarfhold and began to prepare for her journey. Although she would go alone if she had to she also had been advised by the townsfolk to join a band of adventurers and treasure hunters as there were tells of many dangers there. She is sitting in the tavern when she ask the barkeep "Any news of anyone travelling to the dwarven stronghold anytime soon?"
"By Talos' good eye its cold here!" Aregarak exclaims "Let us find somewhere to warm my bones.."
Is there an inn or a tavern we can stop in at?
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Belvil “Bel” makes his way into the tavern. He had heard tales of a great blade maker who stashed his best blades somewhere in these mountains. A blade like this may help him take down his hunters and enemies. Bel hears an elf at the bar ask about others going north. This may Be his chance to hide within a group and get what he needs. “Greetings” he saysputting his hand out. “The name is ....Belvil, Bel for short. I over heard you say you where going north to the old dwarf settlement. May I join you?”
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Tomac- goliath barbarian- Yet Another Storm Kings Thunder
Lana looks at the man and extends her hand in greeting. Her blonde hair pulled back out of her face and her clothing is more for a casual setting then and adventure. "I am Lana, yes I am needing to go to the dwarven settlement in the mountains. If you are as handy with a blade as you are with this handshake then certainly I would welcome the company. I do however hear we need a few more to join us though." she smiles as she takes her hand back from his. "Please sit and I will buy you a drink."
The door to the tavern busts open, and in a swirl of cold air and snow, a large snow covered minotaur enters the place and slams the door shut. He shakes his bare head and shoulders vigorously shaking whatever residual snow had settled upon him. What fresh hells has Ship Rethnor sent him to this time? He quickly makes his way over to the barkeep and barks out
"Good friend, some rum and a place by the fire to warm my bones in this frozen hellscape!" He looks around the tavern for an empty chair in which to rest his large frame.
When the barkeep hands him his drink he turns to the others at the bar with him and his deep baritone rings out "May whatever your god you pray to grant you the warmth to survive here! BWAHAHAHA!" and he slams back the drink.
Skameros - Bugbear Barbarian - Out of the Abyss - By Kerrec
Follow your Arrow where it Points - Tabaxi Monk - Baldur's Gate: Descent Into Avernus (by Pokepaladdy)
Citron Pumpkinfoam - Fairy Monk - Project Point: Team Longsword
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Survivor: CrispyDM's Saltmarsh as Syltra | SarcasticFury's Strahd as Hadrian Frozenspark | Forge of Fury as The DM
After serving his drinks, the barkeep fixes his watery old eyes on Lana, "Dwarven stronghold. You're talking about Khundrukar? Ain't no dwarves there anymore. I recommend you steer clear, my dear." He sniffles, wiping some mucous from his large nose before going back to serving drinks.
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// OOC -- that was supposed to be "dear," not "dead," lol. //
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GB is running low money and heard about the bounty on Orcs, with is passion to kill those who harm others decided it may be a good way to get some coin. He has been in town for about 4days before the others show up gaining no traction on the bounty. He is sleeping/passed out at the end of the bar when he awakens to all the commotion at the bar.
"Quiet down the lot of you! GB is trying to rest."
He take a sip of the drink next to him and slowly perks up once he hears some of the conversation.
"North? Orcs North, GB goes where orcs are. GB kills orcs, rid world and get gold. Gold get GB wine and shelter. GB will accompany elf folk, it is decided."
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Looks at the bartender and slides her drink back across the bar before noticing the man at the end of the bar fuss about the racket. "I think we should ask the big guy there" points to the minotaur "if he wants to join and the guy over fussing about all the noise he may be of some use" she says to Bel
While it isn't entirely unusual to see a winged Aarakocra in the mountains of the Spine of the World, it is unusual to see one drunk in an inn, indoors. And a minotaur was a rare sight anywhere, made doubly so by the fact that he seemed at least somewhat civil. Lanea's interest is rightly piqued.
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Current: Eogard Duramastar, Human Twilight Cleric/Star Druid | Eiren Lathrana, Shadar-Kai Eldritch Knight/Bladesinger | Arugula, Rabbitfolk Armorer
Survivor: CrispyDM's Saltmarsh as Syltra | SarcasticFury's Strahd as Hadrian Frozenspark | Forge of Fury as The DM
Without warning a magical doorway suddenly opens up in the middle of the tavern in a flash of swirling light... two large burly figures on the other side unceremoniously toss a female figure dressed in an elaborate and expensively bejeweled ball-gown through the opening followed by two packs that hit her as she struggles to get to her feet knocking her back down again with a drunken groan.
A Sprite cries out, "I can see myself through the portal thank you very much," and flies through the doorway just as it closes... towards the sprawled figure on the floor, her gown evaporating... turning to a mist that rises up off her body. Leaving the now nude albino bat-winged (Tiefling?) female stands there making a rather impolite gesture where the magical door used to be, "it was a joke..." she cries, "Primrose I thought the Fey were renown for their sense of humor. You'd think a wedding party... the guests would be in a more festive mood..."
The Sprite slowly looks around the room at everyone giving everyone a little wave as her companion starts digging into one of the two packs to pull out her traveling clothes seemingly oblivious to her surroundings. "Boo... Boo, hurry up and dress this doesn't look like the..."
Boo stops for a moment and looks around, "oh fudge..." and speeds up her task.
Primrose the Sprite lands near Lana and point's at her drink, "barkeep we will each have what she is having..." then looking around slightly confused asks, "where are we by the way?"
“Agreed” he answers the elf. “Barkeep! Two rums my good man” As he waits for the barkeeper, Bel turns to Lana “how bout you talk to the drunk and I will approach the big guy?”
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Tomac- goliath barbarian- Yet Another Storm Kings Thunder
The old bar tender took what happened in stride, looking up when the portal appeared, but averting his eyes from the scene following the evaporation of the ball gown. He went about his business as the Tiefling and Sprite had their exchange, stopping occasionally to wipe his prodigious nose.
Responding to Boo, he gives her a tall mug of what appears to be ale. "You're in Blasingdell. Don't get many visitors from the Feywild here," he comments. "And with a pixie, no less.
"Just passing through?"
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Survivor: CrispyDM's Saltmarsh as Syltra | SarcasticFury's Strahd as Hadrian Frozenspark | Forge of Fury as The DM
"HA! This night is improving! A naked tiefling as if from no where! Talos be praised!" He orders another drink.
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Boo pics up the mug and quickly downs it in a very unladylike fashion followed by a belch that causes Primrose to wrinkle her nose. Boo turns to the old bartender in her best flirty voice, "hey cutie... the name's Bipity Bopity Boo... what's yours? Set us up with another round my good man... its been one of those nights, if you know what I mean."
Primrose eyes narrow at the word Pixie... "why does everyone insist on calling me a Pixie... I mean really, do I look like a Pixie..." she mutters as she uses a thimble to scoop out some ale muttering, "Blasingdell... does that ring any bells Boo, something familiar about the name?"
"Cool your jets Primmy," Boo giggles, "I think people confuse you with a Pixie cause you are always so serious. Anyway, I can't believe they kicked us out of the Feywild... especially with Hogswatchnight around the corner... now that is a tragedy."
Hhmmmm, the Sprite groans, "they kicked you out of Feywild Boo... not me! And you are confused again, Hogswatchnight isn't celebrated in the Feywild!"
Boo gives Primrose a puzzled look, "then whose lap was I sitting on telling my wishlist too?"
Primrose throws her hands as if to give up, looks Lana... "what brings you to Blasingdell?"
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Survivor: CrispyDM's Saltmarsh as Syltra | SarcasticFury's Strahd as Hadrian Frozenspark | Forge of Fury as The DM
"Nothing is stronger than me!" Aregarak exclaims! "Well met Boo, is it?" He downs his drink
Skameros - Bugbear Barbarian - Out of the Abyss - By Kerrec
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Bel approaches the minotaur just in time to pass another drink into his hand. “Hey big guy. Need something to warm your blood? A little adventure to get the adrenaline pumping? My new friend here and I will be venturing north and we could use someone of your.....stature. So what do you say?
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Tomac- goliath barbarian- Yet Another Storm Kings Thunder