Perception: You notice the hunters in the lodge appear to be of a higher status than regular hunters outfitted richly
Everyone greats you cheerfully. A huge haif orc comes up to you greeting you and bidding you to sit down bringing food." I am the master of the hunt my name is Worf Stronghand. How may I help you fine gentleman are you guests of someone?"
Red sees what looks like a half orc heading to the table. Before the orc gets to the table, Red says in a low whisper to the group...
”Lads, there’s something fishy going on here. I’m not picking up anything nefarious right now, but keep yer wits about you and your eyes sharp. Don’t forget that we’re in a hall full of killers.”
Red turns Ishtayu and says “A moving tale, friend. Ours are somewhat similar.”
Red produces two small ornate drinking glasses from his travel bag and carefully pours a respectable amount into each from an ancient looking flask hidden in the fold cof his kit bag. Red slides one over to Ishtayu, and, raising his own he says
”To the low cast, the outcast, and wanderers.”
...and with that, Red throws back his drink. The whisky is smooth and warm with a hint of apples and walnuts.
Replying to the half orc, Lenthium smiles up and says “That’s okay, we’re just waiting for someone. Well know when they show up. Until then, I’ll take a plate of roast boar and a beer! Anyone else for something?”
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“Can you tell me the difference between a witch and a wizard?" "Sure, a wizard is what they call you when they want to hire you, and a witch is what they call you when they're getting ready to run you out of town.” SunWolf replied ― Barbara Hambly, The Witches of Wenshar
Darian Devouis finally shows his head at midnight late in the hour he finally looks sober if not a little rough around the edges." I ran into your friend Roland on the road he said he had pressing matters elsewhere. Thank you gentlemen so much for coming retire here for the night and we will discuss business in the morning eat your fill the last room on the right up the stairs are yours"
Leomorne will also take an order of the Roast Boar and a nice tankard of Ale. He'll sit next to Lenthium and let an awkward silence just hang there for a moment. Finally, he clears his throat. "I uh...think I owe you an apology. " He tries his best to say it so no one else hears. "You're a talented craftsman...no one's made me laugh like that in years!" He raises his tankard over to Lenthium. "To you, my friend"
Lenthium grins and adds to the conversation as the night wears on, enjoying his meal and drink. During a time when none of the staff are nearby he leans in and smilingly whispers “funny how this out of the way inn owned by our benefactor has plenty of boar when the customers in town don’t. There must be more to this story than we know. Stay sharp. “ he then laughs loudly, premtending a joke has been said and claps his hands.
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“Can you tell me the difference between a witch and a wizard?" "Sure, a wizard is what they call you when they want to hire you, and a witch is what they call you when they're getting ready to run you out of town.” SunWolf replied ― Barbara Hambly, The Witches of Wenshar
Red nods slightly to Lenthium as he laughs in agreement.
“Well, it’s been a long day, I think I’ll call it a night. I think it wise we get sleep while we can.“ he said as he grinned and shot a jocular wink to his new friends.
The Drow follows her new friends like a wagging dog, Lenthium is simply delicious in his winged form and he knows a lot of jokes for sure, why don't follow such an outstanding creature but then, while sitting at the table with the others, Rod interest turns also to the lizard men and his stories....he starts to feels a feeling that he never felt before, strange, new, that creature seems to have something...no no...he cannot describe such a new thing..its strange..
He eats the boar and enjoys the meal, not the meal itself but the new company, the bearded little man and the other man too. He is quite happy now, even without his frog.
After Lion's speech, he stays with the others til late, at one time he starts moving his hands, closed eyes, and casts Dancing Lights.
He moves his hands following an imaginary song. The Lights appears like everchanging colored globes "I can make them dance to your rhythm, Ishtayu..if you like"
Rod smiles, he thinks, he never did like this before...
Lenthium rises for the day before dawn, washing his face and gearing up, then steps outside of the inn through the back stairs, praying a greeting to Lathander as the sun rises over the horizon. He goes back inside after his daily routine, and finishes packing his room in preparation for the upcoming adventure. Hearing the ruckus from downstairs, he steps out to see what is happening.
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“Can you tell me the difference between a witch and a wizard?" "Sure, a wizard is what they call you when they want to hire you, and a witch is what they call you when they're getting ready to run you out of town.” SunWolf replied ― Barbara Hambly, The Witches of Wenshar
Cation Dubois is pleased to see you the whole lodge is full of hunters and the hunstmaster sitting around a table with a feast of breakfast the main course is covered with a sheet. " Come sit your the guests of honour."
A puzzled look stays in Rod's face a soon as he reaches the main room, just for a second indeed.."Guest of honour? Guest of Honour! Gest of Honour? Why not?"
The Drow shrugs and looks at the other "Guest of Honour!"
The Dwarf makes his way down to see what the hell was going on! A deeper scowl than usual adorns his face as his glaring gaze just passes over everyone with a touch of enmity "Guests of Honor? Cation, I demand to know what's going on! "
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With a touch of suspicion at a celebration for something they haven't yet done, Lenthium sits at the designated place, looking carefully at the food laying out before him, and cautiously takes a few bites. He eats slowly, trying to judge the room's emotional tone and intent.
Insight 23 (Wis + 2x Prof)
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“Can you tell me the difference between a witch and a wizard?" "Sure, a wizard is what they call you when they want to hire you, and a witch is what they call you when they're getting ready to run you out of town.” SunWolf replied ― Barbara Hambly, The Witches of Wenshar
Even with the sound of the ruckus in the morning, Ishtayu takes his time making way downstairs, ensuring his scales are still covered under his clothing properly while his allies hurry on to investigate. Once he catches up, he gazes over the room curiously. "Guest of honor...?" he mumbles as he eyes the table, briefly distracted by the possibility of more food. "Well I can't say I'm not flattered. But I hadn't realized we'd done anything as of yet to be worthy of the 'guest of honor' title."
Insight : everyone seems to be happy some of the younger hunters have a nervous energy.
Cation stands" I know the feast seems odd but its how we pay our respects" lifts the sheet off the table ( You see Rolands body laid out respectfully) ... "We wanted to honour your friend.. Worf found his body along the trade road earlier this morning..the bandits they killed your friend ..we are all so sorry but there is good news Worf was able to track them back to where there hideout is.. its a cave not to far off the trade road" looks at you imploringly
Leomorne's mouth hangs open for a moment, aghast at the sight. "Roland...." That's when his expression hardens and anger roots itself firmly on his face. Arcane energy crackles along his staff and form as he looks over the body Roland had been his oldest friend. His best friend, and outside of his stronghold, his only friend. "Where is Worf? He will show me this cave immediately!"He shoots a look over to his party members. "I'm going. Now."
Perception: You notice the hunters in the lodge appear to be of a higher status than regular hunters outfitted richly
Everyone greats you cheerfully. A huge haif orc comes up to you greeting you and bidding you to sit down bringing food." I am the master of the hunt my name is Worf Stronghand. How may I help you fine gentleman are you guests of someone?"
Red sees what looks like a half orc heading to the table. Before the orc gets to the table, Red says in a low whisper to the group...
”Lads, there’s something fishy going on here. I’m not picking up anything nefarious right now, but keep yer wits about you and your eyes sharp. Don’t forget that we’re in a hall full of killers.”
Red turns Ishtayu and says “A moving tale, friend. Ours are somewhat similar.”
Red produces two small ornate drinking glasses from his travel bag and carefully pours a respectable amount into each from an ancient looking flask hidden in the fold cof his kit bag. Red slides one over to Ishtayu, and, raising his own he says
”To the low cast, the outcast, and wanderers.”
...and with that, Red throws back his drink. The whisky is smooth and warm with a hint of apples and walnuts.
Replying to the half orc, Lenthium smiles up and says “That’s okay, we’re just waiting for someone. Well know when they show up. Until then, I’ll take a plate of roast boar and a beer! Anyone else for something?”
“Can you tell me the difference between a witch and a wizard?"
"Sure, a wizard is what they call you when they want to hire you, and a witch is what they call you when they're getting ready to run you out of town.” SunWolf replied
― Barbara Hambly, The Witches of Wenshar
“Make that two!”
Darian Devouis finally shows his head at midnight late in the hour he finally looks sober if not a little rough around the edges." I ran into your friend Roland on the road he said he had pressing matters elsewhere. Thank you gentlemen so much for coming retire here for the night and we will discuss business in the morning eat your fill the last room on the right up the stairs are yours"
Leomorne will also take an order of the Roast Boar and a nice tankard of Ale. He'll sit next to Lenthium and let an awkward silence just hang there for a moment. Finally, he clears his throat. "I uh...think I owe you an apology. " He tries his best to say it so no one else hears. "You're a talented craftsman...no one's made me laugh like that in years!" He raises his tankard over to Lenthium. "To you, my friend"
Lenthium grins and adds to the conversation as the night wears on, enjoying his meal and drink. During a time when none of the staff are nearby he leans in and smilingly whispers “funny how this out of the way inn owned by our benefactor has plenty of boar when the customers in town don’t. There must be more to this story than we know. Stay sharp. “ he then laughs loudly, premtending a joke has been said and claps his hands.
“Can you tell me the difference between a witch and a wizard?"
"Sure, a wizard is what they call you when they want to hire you, and a witch is what they call you when they're getting ready to run you out of town.” SunWolf replied
― Barbara Hambly, The Witches of Wenshar
Red nods slightly to Lenthium as he laughs in agreement.
“Well, it’s been a long day, I think I’ll call it a night. I think it wise we get sleep while we can.“ he said as he grinned and shot a jocular wink to his new friends.
Red raises slightly sly and heads up the stairs.
Rod
The Drow follows her new friends like a wagging dog, Lenthium is simply delicious in his winged form and he knows a lot of jokes for sure, why don't follow such an outstanding creature but then, while sitting at the table with the others, Rod interest turns also to the lizard men and his stories....he starts to feels a feeling that he never felt before, strange, new, that creature seems to have something...no no...he cannot describe such a new thing..its strange..
He eats the boar and enjoys the meal, not the meal itself but the new company, the bearded little man and the other man too. He is quite happy now, even without his frog.
After Lion's speech, he stays with the others til late, at one time he starts moving his hands, closed eyes, and casts Dancing Lights.
He moves his hands following an imaginary song. The Lights appears like everchanging colored globes "I can make them dance to your rhythm, Ishtayu..if you like"
Rod smiles, he thinks, he never did like this before...
You wake up to thunderous applause it seems like there something going down in the main part of the lodge.
Lenthium rises for the day before dawn, washing his face and gearing up, then steps outside of the inn through the back stairs, praying a greeting to Lathander as the sun rises over the horizon. He goes back inside after his daily routine, and finishes packing his room in preparation for the upcoming adventure. Hearing the ruckus from downstairs, he steps out to see what is happening.
“Can you tell me the difference between a witch and a wizard?"
"Sure, a wizard is what they call you when they want to hire you, and a witch is what they call you when they're getting ready to run you out of town.” SunWolf replied
― Barbara Hambly, The Witches of Wenshar
Red wakes up to the thundering noise. Throwing the covers off and brandishing a dagger he exclaims...
”GREAT SCOTT!”
Swiftly regaining his composure, Red quickly sheaths the dagger and looks apologetically at his companions.
”So much for a weekend with the rich folks!” He chuckled. Red gets dressed and heads for the ruckus.
Cation Dubois is pleased to see you the whole lodge is full of hunters and the hunstmaster sitting around a table with a feast of breakfast the main course is covered with a sheet. " Come sit your the guests of honour."
Rod
A puzzled look stays in Rod's face a soon as he reaches the main room, just for a second indeed.."Guest of honour? Guest of Honour! Gest of Honour? Why not?"
The Drow shrugs and looks at the other "Guest of Honour!"
The Dwarf makes his way down to see what the hell was going on! A deeper scowl than usual adorns his face as his glaring gaze just passes over everyone with a touch of enmity "Guests of Honor? Cation, I demand to know what's going on! "
With a touch of suspicion at a celebration for something they haven't yet done, Lenthium sits at the designated place, looking carefully at the food laying out before him, and cautiously takes a few bites. He eats slowly, trying to judge the room's emotional tone and intent.
Insight 23 (Wis + 2x Prof)
“Can you tell me the difference between a witch and a wizard?"
"Sure, a wizard is what they call you when they want to hire you, and a witch is what they call you when they're getting ready to run you out of town.” SunWolf replied
― Barbara Hambly, The Witches of Wenshar
Even with the sound of the ruckus in the morning, Ishtayu takes his time making way downstairs, ensuring his scales are still covered under his clothing properly while his allies hurry on to investigate. Once he catches up, he gazes over the room curiously. "Guest of honor...?" he mumbles as he eyes the table, briefly distracted by the possibility of more food. "Well I can't say I'm not flattered. But I hadn't realized we'd done anything as of yet to be worthy of the 'guest of honor' title."
Insight : everyone seems to be happy some of the younger hunters have a nervous energy.
Cation stands" I know the feast seems odd but its how we pay our respects" lifts the sheet off the table ( You see Rolands body laid out respectfully) ... "We wanted to honour your friend.. Worf found his body along the trade road earlier this morning..the bandits they killed your friend ..we are all so sorry but there is good news Worf was able to track them back to where there hideout is.. its a cave not to far off the trade road" looks at you imploringly
Leomorne's mouth hangs open for a moment, aghast at the sight. "Roland...." That's when his expression hardens and anger roots itself firmly on his face. Arcane energy crackles along his staff and form as he looks over the body Roland had been his oldest friend. His best friend, and outside of his stronghold, his only friend. "Where is Worf? He will show me this cave immediately!" He shoots a look over to his party members. "I'm going. Now."