“All right. So to get to the druids it will be a long walk once we land. we will be walking along many farmland areas, and as we continue on, it will become less farms and more wild. Once we get further away from the farm, it will get more Dangerous from the wildlife. So we should prepare and take provisions for quite a trek.”
To respond to the man, “I’ve not seen the Awaking festival either.” He looks at God companions. “It’s a song and dance party I hear.”
"Shall we do our preparations at our destination? And the festival sounds fun"
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"grandpa" Salkur, Gnome Arti/Sorc: Forged in Chaos | Pepin, Human Arti/Cleric: Goblin horde | Mixtli, Volc Genasi Arti: Champions of the Citadel | Erix Vadalitis, Human Druid: Rising from the last war |Smithy, Human Arti: Night Ravens: Black orchids for Biscotti | Tamphalic Aliprax, Dragonborn Wizard: Chronicles of the Accursed | Doc, Dwarven Cleric (2024): Adventure at Hope's End | Abathax, Tiefling Illriger: Hunt for the Balowang | Gorin Mestel, Human Arti: Descend into Avernus
((All that has been conveyed is that Sogo of the Wooded Circle is worried about something unnatural, and asked Trencher to stop by with his friends.))
"The festival will kick off in the next day or so, but it'll last a fair bit. I'm sure if you need stuff you'll be able to find it there, but folks might be busy with getting ready.", the attendant interjects.
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DM:Forged in Chaos, Spiders of the Abyss, The Sundered Way, Champions of the Citadel
The group boards the Jewel when it arrives, a purple, yellow and red swirled jasper, and after waiting the requisite time for other boarding and the like, the Jewel departs from the Citadel, and winks into existence over an ocean dotted with islands, around the mouth of a river that must have once been much, much mightier, from this height, the fertile flood plain stretching far into the distance. By the light of the afternoon sun, the area nearest the meandering stream having been cleared for agriculture, with dense wilderness pushing in before it transitions to arid scrubland.
Trencher is able to point out that the druid enclave of the Wooded Circle is upriver from here, out of sight beyond the gentle swell of the terrain.
The town of Promise is bustling a mile or so down the coast from the promontory that the Jewel settles on, and unloading gets underway. It seems some goods are being imported from the Citadel, but with the festival yet to begin, there are not much in the way of the tourist crowd. The mile walk is pleasant enough, a breeze shifting along, carrying cool ocean air up the cliffs to you. On the islands dotting the area, brightly painted connected homes are visible, perched on stilts. The approaching town of Promise seems similarly taken with bright colors for the buildings, but they are built upon the ground, and somewhat less built on top of one another.
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DM:Forged in Chaos, Spiders of the Abyss, The Sundered Way, Champions of the Citadel
"I'm going to buy some jerkied meat if I can find it (Like three meals worth) , in Promise, for saving until needed. And get a big meal to fill up on before we leave the city. Anything other than food that you guys need to buy?" Trencher keeps looking around like a tourist when he sees a new island in view along their walk, taking in the sites happily.
Mixtli will ensure to have some food as well that he can cook with on the road, not much else is needed he thinks.
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"grandpa" Salkur, Gnome Arti/Sorc: Forged in Chaos | Pepin, Human Arti/Cleric: Goblin horde | Mixtli, Volc Genasi Arti: Champions of the Citadel | Erix Vadalitis, Human Druid: Rising from the last war |Smithy, Human Arti: Night Ravens: Black orchids for Biscotti | Tamphalic Aliprax, Dragonborn Wizard: Chronicles of the Accursed | Doc, Dwarven Cleric (2024): Adventure at Hope's End | Abathax, Tiefling Illriger: Hunt for the Balowang | Gorin Mestel, Human Arti: Descend into Avernus
As you head into town, there are crews setting up stages, hanging decorations, organizing stalls... all the hallmarks of an impending festival. Many folks are too busy to may much mind to you, but those who do look up do so with a welcoming smile. While most of the temporary stalls being set up for the festival don't seem to be quite open for business, there are a number of permanent stores and vendors available, and a bit of wandering brings them to the outside of a general goods store that seems likely to have what they are looking for in terms of rations.
Pushing in, you see a somewhat overly stuffed storefront, with a small sign reading 'Ring for Service' next to a bell. There are sounds of humming coming from through an open doorway to a backroom behind the counter.
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DM:Forged in Chaos, Spiders of the Abyss, The Sundered Way, Champions of the Citadel
As they moved through crowd, Tandor keeps an eye out for anyone who needs help, healing, a kind word, anything, protection from a thug or pickpocket. Nor does he neglect his own person, keeping a hand on his pouch and another on his weapon.
There are a few folks that have gotten dinged up with minor scrapes and scratches during the work of setting up for the festival, but not one who seems gravely injured, and the majority of the folks seem to be locals, which are known for being a tight knit community. Perhaps when folks from out of town arrive for the festival proper, pickpockets and the like might be more in play, but everyone seems to be quite cheerfully preparing for the festival. As he clutches at his belongings, an older fellow, tightly curled hair going to grey and contrasting against his dark skin gives him gap toothed grin and waves before returning to hanging cloth from the front of his stall.
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DM:Forged in Chaos, Spiders of the Abyss, The Sundered Way, Champions of the Citadel
Mixtli will ring the bell to call the shopkeep and when he/she arrives he'll ask
"Good morning, I was wondering if I could buy some supplies for a trek of a couple of days?"
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"grandpa" Salkur, Gnome Arti/Sorc: Forged in Chaos | Pepin, Human Arti/Cleric: Goblin horde | Mixtli, Volc Genasi Arti: Champions of the Citadel | Erix Vadalitis, Human Druid: Rising from the last war |Smithy, Human Arti: Night Ravens: Black orchids for Biscotti | Tamphalic Aliprax, Dragonborn Wizard: Chronicles of the Accursed | Doc, Dwarven Cleric (2024): Adventure at Hope's End | Abathax, Tiefling Illriger: Hunt for the Balowang | Gorin Mestel, Human Arti: Descend into Avernus
As the bell sounds throughout the shop, there is a gruff, "Be right out!" from the back, but the ringing also catches the attention of a previously unseen-behind-shelves fellow patron, who pokes her head out to regard you. She isn't dressed in the bright colors of the townsfolk of Promise, who even though they are still working on getting ready for the festival, and aren't yet in full festival attire, are still rather garishly adorned by more reserved standards. Instead, she stands before you in well worn but cared for leathers, a wooden shield on her back and a quarterstaff affixed with deep colored ribbons and feathers, providing the only pop of color besides her piercing blue eyes. Those notable eyes are set below a nest of prematurely grey-streaked hair set in locks and braids that seems a touch out of place on the head of one so young, her smooth warm features likely placing her in her late twenties as humans measure such things.
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DM:Forged in Chaos, Spiders of the Abyss, The Sundered Way, Champions of the Citadel
He takes a look at the goods near the counter, seeing if anything catches his eye, until he is distracted by the 'new' shopper who pops up. He gives her a nod of greeting.
A slow smile spreads upon the woman's suntanned face as Trencher nods to her, "Well, I can say that I didn't expect to run into you here." She moves from behind the shelves as she talks, her smile finally reaching her eyes as she stands, casually leaning against the counter. "What brings you to Promise?"
She then sees that he isn't alone, and her smile fades a bit, "I hope it isn't trouble?"
"grandpa" Salkur, Gnome Arti/Sorc: Forged in Chaos | Pepin, Human Arti/Cleric: Goblin horde | Mixtli, Volc Genasi Arti: Champions of the Citadel | Erix Vadalitis, Human Druid: Rising from the last war |Smithy, Human Arti: Night Ravens: Black orchids for Biscotti | Tamphalic Aliprax, Dragonborn Wizard: Chronicles of the Accursed | Doc, Dwarven Cleric (2024): Adventure at Hope's End | Abathax, Tiefling Illriger: Hunt for the Balowang | Gorin Mestel, Human Arti: Descend into Avernus
Once the woman steps out from behind the shelf of good, his face switches to a big friendly smile. ""Yes," he answer Mixtli. "Kora, what a surprise!" he moves up and gives her a friendly welcome. After a few pleasantries he continues, "I am he with friends, yes. Sogo sent word for me to come with some people for a problem here. If you do not know about that, then you must have been away from the circle for a bit yourself. He didn't explain what the problem was, just that he could use help."
He gives a late introduction. "This is Kora. One of the druids I met a little while ago when I came here. We worked together to clear up a dam that was blocking up a river and sending it another direction. The lumberjacks that had made that dam were not all that happy us."
Looking back at Kora, "Are you heading back to the others? Whatever is wrong, I would prefer to work with someone I am familiar with."
Mixtli is a fire genasi, He has a lava black skin with fiery lines through it that sometimes seem to pulse when he is excited, or spending lots of energy.
"grandpa" Salkur, Gnome Arti/Sorc: Forged in Chaos | Pepin, Human Arti/Cleric: Goblin horde | Mixtli, Volc Genasi Arti: Champions of the Citadel | Erix Vadalitis, Human Druid: Rising from the last war |Smithy, Human Arti: Night Ravens: Black orchids for Biscotti | Tamphalic Aliprax, Dragonborn Wizard: Chronicles of the Accursed | Doc, Dwarven Cleric (2024): Adventure at Hope's End | Abathax, Tiefling Illriger: Hunt for the Balowang | Gorin Mestel, Human Arti: Descend into Avernus
Kora raises her eyebrows and ignores Mixtli for a moment, "Sogo sent word? I'm surprised, I guess the problem we have is a bit bigger than he led on." She scowls as she considers this, but then brightens a bit, "but good to have you, none the less!"
She then turns to Mixtli, regards him a bit and he can tell she hasn't seen many of his kind before. "Nice to meet you as well. And yes, those lumberjacks were not happy at all." she grins at this memory and tucks a piece of hair behind her ear.
“All right. So to get to the druids it will be a long walk once we land. we will be walking along many farmland areas, and as we continue on, it will become less farms and more wild. Once we get further away from the farm, it will get more Dangerous from the wildlife. So we should prepare and take provisions for quite a trek.”
To respond to the man, “I’ve not seen the Awaking festival either.” He looks at God companions. “It’s a song and dance party I hear.”
"Shall we do our preparations at our destination? And the festival sounds fun"
"grandpa" Salkur, Gnome Arti/Sorc: Forged in Chaos | Pepin, Human Arti/Cleric: Goblin horde | Mixtli, Volc Genasi Arti: Champions of the Citadel | Erix Vadalitis, Human Druid: Rising from the last war | Smithy, Human Arti: Night Ravens: Black orchids for Biscotti | Tamphalic Aliprax, Dragonborn Wizard: Chronicles of the Accursed | Doc, Dwarven Cleric (2024): Adventure at Hope's End | Abathax, Tiefling Illriger: Hunt for the Balowang | Gorin Mestel, Human Arti: Descend into Avernus
"Yep. That sounds like a good idea," the priest of Pelor replies.
ooc: I'm sorry but can we get a quick recap of this mission so I can choose which spells are best?
Tandor the White, Human Life Cleric
((All that has been conveyed is that Sogo of the Wooded Circle is worried about something unnatural, and asked Trencher to stop by with his friends.))
"The festival will kick off in the next day or so, but it'll last a fair bit. I'm sure if you need stuff you'll be able to find it there, but folks might be busy with getting ready.", the attendant interjects.
DM: Forged in Chaos, Spiders of the Abyss, The Sundered Way, Champions of the Citadel
Active Characters:
Breldo, Halfling Ranger | Kathryn, Wood Elf Rogue/Ranger | Kroshav, Dragonborn Paladin | T'laren Farsiel, Wood Elf Fighter | Trill, Kenku Bard | Val "Janellae", Mark of Shadow Elf Warlock
Trencher nods. "A job, seeing some old friends, and a party that is said to have some great food. I am happy."
The group boards the Jewel when it arrives, a purple, yellow and red swirled jasper, and after waiting the requisite time for other boarding and the like, the Jewel departs from the Citadel, and winks into existence over an ocean dotted with islands, around the mouth of a river that must have once been much, much mightier, from this height, the fertile flood plain stretching far into the distance. By the light of the afternoon sun, the area nearest the meandering stream having been cleared for agriculture, with dense wilderness pushing in before it transitions to arid scrubland.
Trencher is able to point out that the druid enclave of the Wooded Circle is upriver from here, out of sight beyond the gentle swell of the terrain.
The town of Promise is bustling a mile or so down the coast from the promontory that the Jewel settles on, and unloading gets underway. It seems some goods are being imported from the Citadel, but with the festival yet to begin, there are not much in the way of the tourist crowd. The mile walk is pleasant enough, a breeze shifting along, carrying cool ocean air up the cliffs to you. On the islands dotting the area, brightly painted connected homes are visible, perched on stilts. The approaching town of Promise seems similarly taken with bright colors for the buildings, but they are built upon the ground, and somewhat less built on top of one another.
DM: Forged in Chaos, Spiders of the Abyss, The Sundered Way, Champions of the Citadel
Active Characters:
Breldo, Halfling Ranger | Kathryn, Wood Elf Rogue/Ranger | Kroshav, Dragonborn Paladin | T'laren Farsiel, Wood Elf Fighter | Trill, Kenku Bard | Val "Janellae", Mark of Shadow Elf Warlock
"I'm going to buy some jerkied meat if I can find it (Like three meals worth) , in Promise, for saving until needed. And get a big meal to fill up on before we leave the city. Anything other than food that you guys need to buy?" Trencher keeps looking around like a tourist when he sees a new island in view along their walk, taking in the sites happily.
Mixtli will ensure to have some food as well that he can cook with on the road, not much else is needed he thinks.
"grandpa" Salkur, Gnome Arti/Sorc: Forged in Chaos | Pepin, Human Arti/Cleric: Goblin horde | Mixtli, Volc Genasi Arti: Champions of the Citadel | Erix Vadalitis, Human Druid: Rising from the last war | Smithy, Human Arti: Night Ravens: Black orchids for Biscotti | Tamphalic Aliprax, Dragonborn Wizard: Chronicles of the Accursed | Doc, Dwarven Cleric (2024): Adventure at Hope's End | Abathax, Tiefling Illriger: Hunt for the Balowang | Gorin Mestel, Human Arti: Descend into Avernus
As you head into town, there are crews setting up stages, hanging decorations, organizing stalls... all the hallmarks of an impending festival. Many folks are too busy to may much mind to you, but those who do look up do so with a welcoming smile. While most of the temporary stalls being set up for the festival don't seem to be quite open for business, there are a number of permanent stores and vendors available, and a bit of wandering brings them to the outside of a general goods store that seems likely to have what they are looking for in terms of rations.
Pushing in, you see a somewhat overly stuffed storefront, with a small sign reading 'Ring for Service' next to a bell. There are sounds of humming coming from through an open doorway to a backroom behind the counter.
DM: Forged in Chaos, Spiders of the Abyss, The Sundered Way, Champions of the Citadel
Active Characters:
Breldo, Halfling Ranger | Kathryn, Wood Elf Rogue/Ranger | Kroshav, Dragonborn Paladin | T'laren Farsiel, Wood Elf Fighter | Trill, Kenku Bard | Val "Janellae", Mark of Shadow Elf Warlock
As they moved through crowd, Tandor keeps an eye out for anyone who needs help, healing, a kind word, anything, protection from a thug or pickpocket. Nor does he neglect his own person, keeping a hand on his pouch and another on his weapon.
Tandor the White, Human Life Cleric
There are a few folks that have gotten dinged up with minor scrapes and scratches during the work of setting up for the festival, but not one who seems gravely injured, and the majority of the folks seem to be locals, which are known for being a tight knit community. Perhaps when folks from out of town arrive for the festival proper, pickpockets and the like might be more in play, but everyone seems to be quite cheerfully preparing for the festival. As he clutches at his belongings, an older fellow, tightly curled hair going to grey and contrasting against his dark skin gives him gap toothed grin and waves before returning to hanging cloth from the front of his stall.
DM: Forged in Chaos, Spiders of the Abyss, The Sundered Way, Champions of the Citadel
Active Characters:
Breldo, Halfling Ranger | Kathryn, Wood Elf Rogue/Ranger | Kroshav, Dragonborn Paladin | T'laren Farsiel, Wood Elf Fighter | Trill, Kenku Bard | Val "Janellae", Mark of Shadow Elf Warlock
Mixtli will ring the bell to call the shopkeep and when he/she arrives he'll ask
"Good morning, I was wondering if I could buy some supplies for a trek of a couple of days?"
"grandpa" Salkur, Gnome Arti/Sorc: Forged in Chaos | Pepin, Human Arti/Cleric: Goblin horde | Mixtli, Volc Genasi Arti: Champions of the Citadel | Erix Vadalitis, Human Druid: Rising from the last war | Smithy, Human Arti: Night Ravens: Black orchids for Biscotti | Tamphalic Aliprax, Dragonborn Wizard: Chronicles of the Accursed | Doc, Dwarven Cleric (2024): Adventure at Hope's End | Abathax, Tiefling Illriger: Hunt for the Balowang | Gorin Mestel, Human Arti: Descend into Avernus
As the bell sounds throughout the shop, there is a gruff, "Be right out!" from the back, but the ringing also catches the attention of a previously unseen-behind-shelves fellow patron, who pokes her head out to regard you. She isn't dressed in the bright colors of the townsfolk of Promise, who even though they are still working on getting ready for the festival, and aren't yet in full festival attire, are still rather garishly adorned by more reserved standards. Instead, she stands before you in well worn but cared for leathers, a wooden shield on her back and a quarterstaff affixed with deep colored ribbons and feathers, providing the only pop of color besides her piercing blue eyes. Those notable eyes are set below a nest of prematurely grey-streaked hair set in locks and braids that seems a touch out of place on the head of one so young, her smooth warm features likely placing her in her late twenties as humans measure such things.
DM: Forged in Chaos, Spiders of the Abyss, The Sundered Way, Champions of the Citadel
Active Characters:
Breldo, Halfling Ranger | Kathryn, Wood Elf Rogue/Ranger | Kroshav, Dragonborn Paladin | T'laren Farsiel, Wood Elf Fighter | Trill, Kenku Bard | Val "Janellae", Mark of Shadow Elf Warlock
"No rush." Trencher sends back to the shopkeeper.
He takes a look at the goods near the counter, seeing if anything catches his eye, until he is distracted by the 'new' shopper who pops up.
He gives her a nod of greeting.
A slow smile spreads upon the woman's suntanned face as Trencher nods to her, "Well, I can say that I didn't expect to run into you here." She moves from behind the shelves as she talks, her smile finally reaching her eyes as she stands, casually leaning against the counter. "What brings you to Promise?"
She then sees that he isn't alone, and her smile fades a bit, "I hope it isn't trouble?"
Mixtli looks at Trencher
"You know her Trench?"
"grandpa" Salkur, Gnome Arti/Sorc: Forged in Chaos | Pepin, Human Arti/Cleric: Goblin horde | Mixtli, Volc Genasi Arti: Champions of the Citadel | Erix Vadalitis, Human Druid: Rising from the last war | Smithy, Human Arti: Night Ravens: Black orchids for Biscotti | Tamphalic Aliprax, Dragonborn Wizard: Chronicles of the Accursed | Doc, Dwarven Cleric (2024): Adventure at Hope's End | Abathax, Tiefling Illriger: Hunt for the Balowang | Gorin Mestel, Human Arti: Descend into Avernus
Once the woman steps out from behind the shelf of good, his face switches to a big friendly smile. ""Yes," he answer Mixtli. "Kora, what a surprise!" he moves up and gives her a friendly welcome. After a few pleasantries he continues, "I am he with friends, yes. Sogo sent word for me to come with some people for a problem here. If you do not know about that, then you must have been away from the circle for a bit yourself. He didn't explain what the problem was, just that he could use help."
He gives a late introduction. "This is Kora. One of the druids I met a little while ago when I came here. We worked together to clear up a dam that was blocking up a river and sending it another direction. The lumberjacks that had made that dam were not all that happy us."
Looking back at Kora, "Are you heading back to the others? Whatever is wrong, I would prefer to work with someone I am familiar with."
Mixtli is a fire genasi, He has a lava black skin with fiery lines through it that sometimes seem to pulse when he is excited, or spending lots of energy.
"Hi Kora, My name is Mixtli, good to mee you."
"grandpa" Salkur, Gnome Arti/Sorc: Forged in Chaos | Pepin, Human Arti/Cleric: Goblin horde | Mixtli, Volc Genasi Arti: Champions of the Citadel | Erix Vadalitis, Human Druid: Rising from the last war | Smithy, Human Arti: Night Ravens: Black orchids for Biscotti | Tamphalic Aliprax, Dragonborn Wizard: Chronicles of the Accursed | Doc, Dwarven Cleric (2024): Adventure at Hope's End | Abathax, Tiefling Illriger: Hunt for the Balowang | Gorin Mestel, Human Arti: Descend into Avernus
Kora raises her eyebrows and ignores Mixtli for a moment, "Sogo sent word? I'm surprised, I guess the problem we have is a bit bigger than he led on." She scowls as she considers this, but then brightens a bit, "but good to have you, none the less!"
She then turns to Mixtli, regards him a bit and he can tell she hasn't seen many of his kind before. "Nice to meet you as well. And yes, those lumberjacks were not happy at all." she grins at this memory and tucks a piece of hair behind her ear.
The proprietor of the shop returns from the back, some cloth and twine wrapped bundles in his arms that he places on the counter and nods to Kora.
He runs a hand through his dark curls.
"Supplies for a trek, you say? You looking for rations, camp gear?"
DM: Forged in Chaos, Spiders of the Abyss, The Sundered Way, Champions of the Citadel
Active Characters:
Breldo, Halfling Ranger | Kathryn, Wood Elf Rogue/Ranger | Kroshav, Dragonborn Paladin | T'laren Farsiel, Wood Elf Fighter | Trill, Kenku Bard | Val "Janellae", Mark of Shadow Elf Warlock