Faith watches the people come and go. He's paid up for the night, and he enjoys a bowl of stew, and a flagon of ale. He watches the adventurers coming and going. "Busy place," he mutters. "But then, I suppose that's why I have been sent here. I'm ready. I'm ready for this. I was chosen for this," he says to himself. He keeps an eye on the door. The enormity, and the length of time he must remain here, far from his home, seems to be dawning on him.
An underaged boy with a star in his right eye, a strange looking hat, and a blindfold runs up to the party. “Hey can I join you guys for a while”? The name’s violet and I’m on the run for experimenting on people”. His eyes sparkle seeing terriour. “Who built you”!!!
As the crowd in the inn thins over the hours, Faith lingers. He taps his fingers on the table and drinks thin ale. It seems adventurers are common here. If no one requires help within the next few hours then he shall have to pursue his charge alone, and, in the morning strike out on an adventure of his own.
An underaged boy with a star in his right eye, a strange looking hat, and a blindfold runs up to the party. “Hey can I join you guys for a while”? The name’s violet and I’m on the run for experimenting on people”. His eyes sparkle seeing terriour. “Who built you”!!!
An underaged boy with a star in his right eye, a strange looking hat, and a blindfold runs up to the party. “Hey can I join you guys for a while”? The name’s violet and I’m on the run for experimenting on people”. His eyes sparkle seeing terriour. “Who built you”!!!
(OOC-we’re ahead halfway through, so no.)
“Sorry.” Jetsam replies. “We have enough.”
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If I haven’t offended you, don’t worry. I’m sure I’ll get to you eventually.
As the crowd in the inn thins over the hours, Faith lingers. He taps his fingers on the table and drinks thin ale. It seems adventurers are common here. If no one requires help within the next few hours then he shall have to pursue his charge alone, and, in the morning strike out on an adventure of his own.
It’s not long before a small halfling woman in blue robes, wearing a pointy blue hat, covered in sequins designed to resemble the night sky enters the inn and with hurried foot steps pitter-patters up to the bar.
Faith is close enough to over hear the conversation she holds with the bar keep.
“Anything from Master Sylpeiros?” she asks.
The inn owner behind the bar shakes her head again, and the little wizard chews at her lip.
“This isn’t the first time Sylpeiros has remained in the forest for longer periods than he thought, Parta. The man is an arch-mage, he will return. Don’t fret,” says the owner.
Still the wizard does not seem reassured. She shakes her head in disagreement. A scroll is in her hand. “He knew what he was looking for this time, he was to secure it, and had sought the permission of a local creature meaning he could not tarry. He was to send his apprentice back for my work within a day, and here it is my hand almost a week later! What will I do?”
Faith stands. It seems this was the opportunity he was waiting for.
“I believe I was destined to hear this,” he says. “Do you wish my aid, only ask it and I will grant what service I can.”
The ring on his hand throbs in anticipation, as the little wizard eagerly accepts.
((Welcome for others to tag along, or else Faith will stupidly wander into the forest alone, in the morning)).
The adventure rolled for is as below:
Location: 17 - An abandoned camp of tents, bonfire in the middle:
Threats: 2 - Three Goblins attack, within ten feet of you; 12 - a Copper Wyrmling swoops in demanding to find the Archmage Sylpeiros, 19 - Nothing
2 hours rest then 2 additional threats
12 - The Copper Wyrmling returns after whatever occurred with the first encounter; 14 - Poison sphere (might be dragon corpse in this adventure)
Complication: 2 - 4 veteran adventures are looking for the camp too.
Reward: 111 gold; 1 Superior Healing Potion; Necklace of Fireballs (From dragon)
1st level Spell Scroll: Speak With Animals (from quest giver)
Though he finds an array of different items Fiske doesn’t seem to be satisfied with the magical section so he turns his attention to something more practical… and finds a leather worker to fit him for a new set of studded leather. Selling his old armor in the process once satisfied.
He then heads to the tavern for much needed drink….
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"Oh we are leaving now? But I'm carving a new a... oh he's gone. Well I guess we will rest on the road, Jerry let's go"
Tommy goes after Jetsam with Jerry in tow.
[You see a mechanical figure walking around the town]
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"This town aint too shabby"
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[Terriour noticed the group of adventures going south]
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"Might ask if I could join em"
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[they sprinted to the adventure party]
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Jetsam stopped for a second, looking at the new arrival. “Perhaps. What is it that you do?”
If I haven’t offended you, don’t worry. I’m sure I’ll get to you eventually.
Faith watches the people come and go. He's paid up for the night, and he enjoys a bowl of stew, and a flagon of ale. He watches the adventurers coming and going. "Busy place," he mutters. "But then, I suppose that's why I have been sent here. I'm ready. I'm ready for this. I was chosen for this," he says to himself. He keeps an eye on the door. The enormity, and the length of time he must remain here, far from his home, seems to be dawning on him.
"I'm A Former Mercenary, Now Exploring The World"
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“Ah.” Jetsam said, then, with a straight face; “We’re going to investigate a giant magnet if you wish to come.”
If I haven’t offended you, don’t worry. I’m sure I’ll get to you eventually.
An underaged boy with a star in his right eye, a strange looking hat, and a blindfold runs up to the party. “Hey can I join you guys for a while”? The name’s violet and I’m on the run for experimenting on people”. His eyes sparkle seeing terriour. “Who built you”!!!
As the crowd in the inn thins over the hours, Faith lingers. He taps his fingers on the table and drinks thin ale. It seems adventurers are common here. If no one requires help within the next few hours then he shall have to pursue his charge alone, and, in the morning strike out on an adventure of his own.
(OOC-we’re ahead halfway through, so no.)
“Sorry.” Jetsam replies. “We have enough.”
If I haven’t offended you, don’t worry. I’m sure I’ll get to you eventually.
It’s not long before a small halfling woman in blue robes, wearing a pointy blue hat, covered in sequins designed to resemble the night sky enters the inn and with hurried foot steps pitter-patters up to the bar.
Faith is close enough to over hear the conversation she holds with the bar keep.
“Anything from Master Sylpeiros?” she asks.
The inn owner behind the bar shakes her head again, and the little wizard chews at her lip.
“This isn’t the first time Sylpeiros has remained in the forest for longer periods than he thought, Parta. The man is an arch-mage, he will return. Don’t fret,” says the owner.
Still the wizard does not seem reassured. She shakes her head in disagreement. A scroll is in her hand. “He knew what he was looking for this time, he was to secure it, and had sought the permission of a local creature meaning he could not tarry. He was to send his apprentice back for my work within a day, and here it is my hand almost a week later! What will I do?”
Faith stands. It seems this was the opportunity he was waiting for.
“I believe I was destined to hear this,” he says. “Do you wish my aid, only ask it and I will grant what service I can.”
The ring on his hand throbs in anticipation, as the little wizard eagerly accepts.
((Welcome for others to tag along, or else Faith will stupidly wander into the forest alone, in the morning)).
The adventure rolled for is as below:
Location: 17 - An abandoned camp of tents, bonfire in the middle:
Threats: 2 - Three Goblins attack, within ten feet of you; 12 - a Copper Wyrmling swoops in demanding to find the Archmage Sylpeiros, 19 - Nothing
2 hours rest then 2 additional threats
12 - The Copper Wyrmling returns after whatever occurred with the first encounter; 14 - Poison sphere (might be dragon corpse in this adventure)
Complication: 2 - 4 veteran adventures are looking for the camp too.
Reward: 111 gold; 1 Superior Healing Potion; Necklace of Fireballs (From dragon)
1st level Spell Scroll: Speak With Animals (from quest giver)
Tommy wonders back in town and heads to the market to sell the spoils of his latest adventure and to do a bit of shopping.
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Tommy found a merchant who had a bunch of potions of mind reading.
Eh why not I guess I'll buy one. Not much out here today.
Jetsam, too, comes back to town.
(whee, I hit lvl 5!)
He goes to get something to eat.
If I haven’t offended you, don’t worry. I’m sure I’ll get to you eventually.
Fiske wanders around the aimlessly looking at the shops until he finds one that catches his eye…
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Though he finds an array of different items Fiske doesn’t seem to be satisfied with the magical section so he turns his attention to something more practical… and finds a leather worker to fit him for a new set of studded leather. Selling his old armor in the process once satisfied.
He then heads to the tavern for much needed drink….