The sound of wind and the biting cold die down as you enter the yurt. A cold fire pit marks the center of the hide-covered floor. An open crate containing packaged rations and a few other items stands next to the door.
The crate contains 50 days of rations, a 50-foot silk rope, a blanket, a grappling hook, a miner’s pick, and a book titled Adventure Sexy: Impress Potential Lovers with Great Deeds by Scanlan Shorthalt.
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Chicken Licken
Started playing the game in 2020; already a forever DM somehow.
OOC: I am glad I didn't ask for a grappling hook or a miners' pick, both of which I considered.
While rummaging through the contents of the crate, Ezrer would say, "Humph. It seems that the guy who died left us a few things. Hopefully they'll help us last a little longer."
Boil picks up the book and looks around and asks “Me want this, me need all the help to win the heart of a lover!”
Boil also picks up 5 rations and puts them in his bag. “For later when me feelin snacky.”
”Where is Orvo? Maybe we can meet them at a pub so we can get drinks and talk. Me, Boil will get the first round!” Boil looks around to see if anyone else is ready to go, and as everyone is getting ready he opens the first page of the book.
Ulysse making room in his pack for rations. "Well there not much variety but I think we can make do with thiss." Ulysse will pull out his Cooking Utensils and attempt to make a warm meal for the group. "You go ssee this Orvo, I will ssee what goodss I have to work with to keep uss all fed on this trek."
He eyes Ezrer, "How do folks around here normally react to seeing one in your condition? May be best you stay back with me. I could a try making a bone soup! Ha ha ha, I kid I kid. Besides, you probably would cool it down too much!"
Boil picks up the book and looks around and asks “Me want this, me need all the help to win the heart of a lover!”
Boil also picks up 5 rations and puts them in his bag. “For later when me feelin snacky.”
”Where is Orvo? Maybe we can meet them at a pub so we can get drinks and talk. Me, Boil will get the first round!” Boil looks around to see if anyone else is ready to go, and as everyone is getting ready he opens the first page of the book.
(There is no pub in Syrinlya, it is a small adventurer’s outpost on an arctic island. It consists of ten or so yurts and tents.)
Who is going to see Orvo?
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Chicken Licken
Started playing the game in 2020; already a forever DM somehow.
A campfire burns in front of this small tent, whose flaps are open. Inside the tent sits a young dwarf whose face is scarred as though scratched by a large claw. A shortsword is casually laid across his lap as he warms his outstretched hands.
”Hello!” He says, “Please, sit down, come share my fire with me. What brings you to Syrinlya? I haven’t seen you before.”
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Chicken Licken
Started playing the game in 2020; already a forever DM somehow.
"Hello, Orvo." Jahn would sit across from the dwarf. "My name is Jahn, and I am here with my companions to find the cure for frozen woe. Palembang Village has fallen victim to a plague brought about because a fellow dwarf named Urgon accidentally brought a contaminated relic from Aeor back home. Sadly, he did not survive and we are making sure others do not share his fate."
“AAAAHHHHH……..oh Ezrer, you scared me…..wait no goblins don’t get scared….just…..well…..” Boil sheepishly gets quiet and then turns to Orvo and continues the conversation as if he didn’t just jump out of his skin. “So the frozen woe, turns you into an ice cube and we are looking for a cure. Have you heard of this disease?”
Orvo seems very grief stricken to hear about the demise of his friend, averting his gaze for a moment, a tear running down his cheek. “Oh…” he whispers, seemingly lost for words, “I- I wish could have been there… to at say goodbye…” he takes a minute for himself, before regaining composure and turning to face you once more. “So this disease… other people have it as well?” He says, his voice fills with a renewed sense of action and responsibility, “Well then, tell me, do you’ve any idea which of the relic were contaminated specifically?”
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Chicken Licken
Started playing the game in 2020; already a forever DM somehow.
"My condolences, Orvo." Jahn would pass him anything aside to dry his tears as well as give him coordinates to Urgon's final resting place. "Yes, there are multiple infected. A family of four, two being children infected recently. Two dwarven sisters a few days before them. The sickness came from a beautiful vial containing a blue substance."
Orvo: “Oh, the vials, well Urgon and I found them in Salsvault, an Aeorian ruin partially submerged in water in a region of Foren where the glacial ice is thin. Explorers call this region Thin Sheets. I believe the ruin is as well preserved as it is because the structure was reinforced with magic, as were many of Aeor’s buildings that housed hazardous materials or secret projects. Salsvault is two hundred miles northwest of Syrinlya. Ice mephits are drawn to the magic of something at that location. Urgon and I found the ruin after following one of the creatures. Salsvault appears to have been an Aeorian lab. Urgon and I explored only three of its chambers before being chased away by animated suits of armor. We didn’t know what the vials contained. I sold my share of the treasure from Salsvault to the Buyer, an elven mage who lives here in Syrinlya. Urgon decided to hang onto his share until he returned home to Palebank Village.”
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Chicken Licken
Started playing the game in 2020; already a forever DM somehow.
My apologies for being delayed, its been a very long week.
Anyway, as far as I know, the Crate contained:
-50 days of rations [5 picked up by boil, undetermined amount picked up by Ulysse, 10 picked up by Jahn]
-a 50-foot silk rope
-a blanket
-a grappling hook
-a miner’s pick
-a book titled Adventure Sexy: Impress Potential Lovers with Great Deeds by Scanlan Shorthalt. [Picked up by boil]
So before leaving Doter will go ahead and stow the: rope, grappling hook, miner's pick, blanket, and another 10 rations, meaning there's approximately 25 Rations split between being left in the crate and however many Ulysse's picked up.
He would've said something like "Can't be too careful, a few more bits won't bother me, etc."
He also would've said hello properly to Ezrer, something like, "Good to meet you"
annnnd back at Orvo's!
Doter says to Orvo, as well as the group, "Then it sounds like we might want to speak with the mage as we chart a course for Salsvault. Also, by any chance, do you have a decent map of the area we could barter for or know where we might find one?"
He looks about, still uncertain in this new territory of ice and wind. "You know, just in case of emergency."
Yes I think so?
Chicken Licken
Started playing the game in 2020; already a forever DM somehow.
Okay, assuming you go inside Bertron’s yurt…
The sound of wind and the biting cold die down as you enter the yurt. A cold fire pit marks the center of the hide-covered floor. An open crate containing packaged rations and a few other items stands next to the door.
The crate contains 50 days of rations, a 50-foot silk rope, a blanket, a grappling hook, a miner’s pick, and a book titled Adventure Sexy: Impress Potential Lovers with Great Deeds by Scanlan Shorthalt.
Chicken Licken
Started playing the game in 2020; already a forever DM somehow.
Observing the contents would put Jahn at ease. "This is well more than enough for this trek."
Now that you are settled, Morgo sticks her head in through the door, saying, “Good luck!” And leaves.
What would you like to do? You could go talk to Orvo now if you want…
Chicken Licken
Started playing the game in 2020; already a forever DM somehow.
OOC: I am glad I didn't ask for a grappling hook or a miners' pick, both of which I considered.
While rummaging through the contents of the crate, Ezrer would say, "Humph. It seems that the guy who died left us a few things. Hopefully they'll help us last a little longer."
[A paper drops out of a flash of light and drifts to the ground at your feet] -(extended sig)-
Boil picks up the book and looks around and asks “Me want this, me need all the help to win the heart of a lover!”
Boil also picks up 5 rations and puts them in his bag. “For later when me feelin snacky.”
”Where is Orvo? Maybe we can meet them at a pub so we can get drinks and talk. Me, Boil will get the first round!” Boil looks around to see if anyone else is ready to go, and as everyone is getting ready he opens the first page of the book.
Ulysse making room in his pack for rations. "Well there not much variety but I think we can make do with thiss." Ulysse will pull out his Cooking Utensils and attempt to make a warm meal for the group. "You go ssee this Orvo, I will ssee what goodss I have to work with to keep uss all fed on this trek."
He eyes Ezrer, "How do folks around here normally react to seeing one in your condition? May be best you stay back with me. I could a try making a bone soup! Ha ha ha, I kid I kid. Besides, you probably would cool it down too much!"
(There is no pub in Syrinlya, it is a small adventurer’s outpost on an arctic island. It consists of ten or so yurts and tents.)
Who is going to see Orvo?
Chicken Licken
Started playing the game in 2020; already a forever DM somehow.
Jahn will snag about 10 rations for the journey. "Someone should also grab the rope, you never know." Jahn would follow Boil to find Orvo.
You approach Orvo’s tent…
A campfire burns in front of this small tent, whose flaps are open. Inside the tent sits a young dwarf whose face is scarred as though scratched by a large claw. A shortsword is casually laid across his lap as he warms his outstretched hands.
”Hello!” He says, “Please, sit down, come share my fire with me. What brings you to Syrinlya? I haven’t seen you before.”
Chicken Licken
Started playing the game in 2020; already a forever DM somehow.
"Hello, Orvo." Jahn would sit across from the dwarf. "My name is Jahn, and I am here with my companions to find the cure for frozen woe. Palembang Village has fallen victim to a plague brought about because a fellow dwarf named Urgon accidentally brought a contaminated relic from Aeor back home. Sadly, he did not survive and we are making sure others do not share his fate."
“Like I did,” Ezrer says, stepping out of the shadows.
[A paper drops out of a flash of light and drifts to the ground at your feet] -(extended sig)-
“AAAAHHHHH……..oh Ezrer, you scared me…..wait no goblins don’t get scared….just…..well…..” Boil sheepishly gets quiet and then turns to Orvo and continues the conversation as if he didn’t just jump out of his skin. “So the frozen woe, turns you into an ice cube and we are looking for a cure. Have you heard of this disease?”
Orvo seems very grief stricken to hear about the demise of his friend, averting his gaze for a moment, a tear running down his cheek. “Oh…” he whispers, seemingly lost for words, “I- I wish could have been there… to at say goodbye…” he takes a minute for himself, before regaining composure and turning to face you once more. “So this disease… other people have it as well?” He says, his voice fills with a renewed sense of action and responsibility, “Well then, tell me, do you’ve any idea which of the relic were contaminated specifically?”
Chicken Licken
Started playing the game in 2020; already a forever DM somehow.
"My condolences, Orvo." Jahn would pass him anything aside to dry his tears as well as give him coordinates to Urgon's final resting place. "Yes, there are multiple infected. A family of four, two being children infected recently. Two dwarven sisters a few days before them. The sickness came from a beautiful vial containing a blue substance."
Orvo: “Oh, the vials, well Urgon and I found them in Salsvault, an Aeorian ruin partially submerged in water in a region of Foren where the glacial ice is thin. Explorers call this region Thin Sheets. I believe the ruin is as well preserved as it is because the structure was reinforced with magic, as were many of Aeor’s buildings that housed hazardous materials or secret projects. Salsvault is two hundred miles northwest of Syrinlya. Ice mephits are drawn to the magic of something at that location. Urgon and I found the ruin after following one of the creatures. Salsvault appears to have been an Aeorian lab. Urgon and I explored only three of its chambers before being chased away by animated suits of armor. We didn’t know what the vials contained. I sold my share of the treasure from Salsvault to the Buyer, an elven mage who lives here in Syrinlya. Urgon decided to hang onto his share until he returned home to Palebank Village.”
Chicken Licken
Started playing the game in 2020; already a forever DM somehow.
((OOC:))
My apologies for being delayed, its been a very long week.
Anyway, as far as I know, the Crate contained:
-50 days of rations [5 picked up by boil, undetermined amount picked up by Ulysse, 10 picked up by Jahn]
-a 50-foot silk rope
-a blanket
-a grappling hook
-a miner’s pick
-a book titled Adventure Sexy: Impress Potential Lovers with Great Deeds by Scanlan Shorthalt. [Picked up by boil]
So before leaving Doter will go ahead and stow the: rope, grappling hook, miner's pick, blanket, and another 10 rations, meaning there's approximately 25 Rations split between being left in the crate and however many Ulysse's picked up.
He would've said something like "Can't be too careful, a few more bits won't bother me, etc."
He also would've said hello properly to Ezrer, something like, "Good to meet you"
annnnd back at Orvo's!
Doter says to Orvo, as well as the group, "Then it sounds like we might want to speak with the mage as we chart a course for Salsvault. Also, by any chance, do you have a decent map of the area we could barter for or know where we might find one?"
He looks about, still uncertain in this new territory of ice and wind. "You know, just in case of emergency."
Jahn already bought a map of Eiselcross whhile you were back in Palebank Village:
https://media.dndbeyond.com/compendium-images/egtw/yDOyqyOocErRgYJK/3.7-Eiselcross.png
Chicken Licken
Started playing the game in 2020; already a forever DM somehow.
Do you wanna go talk to ‘The Buyer’ now?
Chicken Licken
Started playing the game in 2020; already a forever DM somehow.
Jahn would relax for a bit and chat with the dwarf before heading to see this "Buyer."