Sister Garael says in a relieved tone “Thank you all for helping me, let’s meet here in the morning to set out to Phandalin. It’s a days journey. I’m going to turn in for the night and get some rest.” Then She walks up the stairs by the bar top to the room she rented.
Tucker shrugs his shoulders and returns to the bar, barkeep may I have another stew? Oh and a room please. as he strokes Faye's soft fur, we'll head to Phanadalin in the morning, spend the night there then home by midday the next.
Tucker shrugs his shoulders and returns to the bar, barkeep may I have another stew? Oh and a room please. as he strokes Faye's soft fur, we'll head to Phanadalin in the morning, spend the night there then home by midday the next.
The barkeep hands you another bowl of stew and tells you “that stew is the best on the coast isn’t it? A room will be 3sp”
Everyone continues enjoying there stay in the night having conversation, getting to m is each other and getting prepared for there travel to Phandalin.
Feel free tk do what you guys want in the Inn before turning in for the night. Once everyone goes to bed everyone will get a long rest and wake up in the morning prepared to travel to Phandalin
Tucker pays the keeper and agrees, it is delightful! I haven't had meat in almost three years. Master Alister doesn't eat meat, which is probably why he looks so puny sometimes. After he finishes, he and Faye will set around with the others, lending visual aid to the songs played and sung by way of cantrip spells, listening to stories being shared. As the sky begins to grow dark he'll excuse himself and Faye, retire to his room and study before bed.
Next morning he'll grab a bite and meet everyone down stairs. all ready.
Gwath pays for everything then retires for the evening. After 4 hours in trance he engaged in his daily ritual and spends the wee hours of the morning praying to the Raven Queen and practicing with his spiked chain. He is refreshed and ready when the rest of the party are prepared to go.
After hearing the others praising the stew. Runt also orders a bowl. It's the first food she's had in a while, so she enjoys it thoroughly. And noisily as she lifts the bowl to her lips and slurps in the stew. After the stew, she listens to the music for as long as it's played, before she splurges on a private room with a real bed.
Not long after seeing Lady Garaele leave for the evening El sat quietly watching the crowd and after having a brief but nice chat with Leo continues to sit quietly and after time she feels rather tired and takes herself upstairs to retire.
After talking with El, Leo will pull out his flute and play some tunes that you might hear in an elven glade. He accepts his promised food, and after a while will head off to bed.
After enjoying stew and Ale at the Inn, everyone settles in for the night. Everyone wakes up fully rested and ready to journey to Phandalin.
The group meets Sister Garaele at the front of the Inn and sets out on their travel.
Traveling most of the day on the Triboar trail, it’s is late evening and you see nestled in the rocky foothills of the snow-capped Sword Mountains is the mining town of Phandalin, which consists of forty or fifty simple log buildings. Crumbling stone ruins surround the newer houses and shops, showing how this must have been a much larger town in centuries past.
Everyone knows that Phandalin’s residents are quiet, hard-working folk who came from distant cities to eke out a life amid the harsh wilderness.
They are farmers, stonecutters, blacksmiths, traders, prospectors, and children.
Visitors are welcome here, particularly if they have coin to spend or news to share. The Stonehill Inn at the center of town offers modest lodging and meals.
The town has no walls and a small garrison. The Guards were sent here from Neverwinter and usually rotate every couple Tendays. Most of the adults keep weapons within easy reach in case the need for arms should arise.
Usually The Guards are more relaxed except for the Two that you just approached, as you walked down the trail into the town. They seem relieved when they seen the group, as if they were expecting something much worse.
One of them notices Sister Garaele and says “Sister Garaele you made it and I see you brought help from Neverwinter! Thank the gods!”
Sister Garaele replies “Yes Thank the Gods. I was informed on what has been happening and I fear for the towns safety. I have to see the Town Master at once.”
The Guard says to Sister Garaele “yes of course sister, I’ll take you to the Town Masters Hall.”
Sister Garaele then turns to the group and asks “Will you join me?”
"Er, sure. Why not?" Jenson starts to wonder what he might've just gotten himself into. He thought he was just traveling with the group, but he can't deny his assistance.
Tucker looks confused then concerned, Faye meows as she hears his thoughts, Wait, what's been going on? The town's in danger? What kind of danger? He looks at the two elves, you knew yet didn't bother saying anything?
Runt just grunts, shrugs her shoulders, and says "sure". This danger might be something interesting, if it seemed too much, she could just leave. Either way it would be good to know more about it.
Sister Garaele replies in a calm tone of voice “Let’s not jump to any conclusions just yet. I fear the safety of the town. The Town Master has requested aid from Neverwinter. He said there is increased Orc tension moving closer to Phandalin everyday.”
one of the Guards then quickly yells out “and a Dragon!”
sister Garaele looks to the Guard “A Dragon?!” Looking even more l concerned. “Take me to see the Town Master” she tell the Guard.
Gwath shrugs, then moves to follow the Sister, taking up the rearguard and keeping an eye towards the sky. His fingers idly caress his spiked chain as he does so.
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Eilsatra is keen to stay close to her adopted forest mother Sister Garaela and offer any help she can. She's no fighter but she maybe of help from a diplomat point of view?
Frederick looks at the guards suspiciously and adjusts his scarf a bit. "Sure. Lets. Go."
After getting past the guards he mutters: "Dragon. What a load of nonsense"
Upon reaching the destination, Frederick will refuse to enter Town masters residence. He just wants to "stretch his legs" for a bit more. Perception of 24 to look for any job boards, posters, wanted info, bounties etc. Listen around for some conversations too.
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{[Unfortunately, Leo doesn't know that. Sorry about the misspelling lol.]}
Sister Garael says in a relieved tone “Thank you all for helping me, let’s meet here in the morning to set out to Phandalin. It’s a days journey. I’m going to turn in for the night and get some rest.” Then She walks up the stairs by the bar top to the room she rented.
Tucker shrugs his shoulders and returns to the bar, barkeep may I have another stew? Oh and a room please. as he strokes Faye's soft fur, we'll head to Phanadalin in the morning, spend the night there then home by midday the next.
The barkeep hands you another bowl of stew and tells you “that stew is the best on the coast isn’t it? A room will be 3sp”
Gwath keeps the ale flowing, then buys a bowl of stew and pays for a bunk as the evening winds to a close.(6sp?)
Old school AD&D player, now learning to be a better DM dad
Stew will be 3cp
Room 3SP
Bunk 3cp
ale will be 1sp per pitcher, 2cp per mug
Everyone continues enjoying there stay in the night having conversation, getting to m is each other and getting prepared for there travel to Phandalin.
Feel free tk do what you guys want in the Inn before turning in for the night. Once everyone goes to bed everyone will get a long rest and wake up in the morning prepared to travel to Phandalin
Tucker pays the keeper and agrees, it is delightful! I haven't had meat in almost three years. Master Alister doesn't eat meat, which is probably why he looks so puny sometimes. After he finishes, he and Faye will set around with the others, lending visual aid to the songs played and sung by way of cantrip spells, listening to stories being shared. As the sky begins to grow dark he'll excuse himself and Faye, retire to his room and study before bed.
Next morning he'll grab a bite and meet everyone down stairs. all ready.
Gwath pays for everything then retires for the evening. After 4 hours in trance he engaged in his daily ritual and spends the wee hours of the morning praying to the Raven Queen and practicing with his spiked chain. He is refreshed and ready when the rest of the party are prepared to go.
Old school AD&D player, now learning to be a better DM dad
After hearing the others praising the stew. Runt also orders a bowl. It's the first food she's had in a while, so she enjoys it thoroughly. And noisily as she lifts the bowl to her lips and slurps in the stew. After the stew, she listens to the music for as long as it's played, before she splurges on a private room with a real bed.
Not long after seeing Lady Garaele leave for the evening El sat quietly watching the crowd and after having a brief but nice chat with Leo continues to sit quietly and after time she feels rather tired and takes herself upstairs to retire.
After talking with El, Leo will pull out his flute and play some tunes that you might hear in an elven glade. He accepts his promised food, and after a while will head off to bed.
After enjoying stew and Ale at the Inn, everyone settles in for the night. Everyone wakes up fully rested and ready to journey to Phandalin.
The group meets Sister Garaele at the front of the Inn and sets out on their travel.
Traveling most of the day on the Triboar trail, it’s is late evening and you see nestled in the rocky foothills of the snow-capped Sword Mountains is the mining town of Phandalin, which consists of forty or fifty simple log buildings. Crumbling stone ruins surround the newer houses and shops, showing how this must have been a much larger town in centuries past.
Everyone knows that Phandalin’s residents are quiet, hard-working folk who came from distant cities to eke out a life amid the harsh wilderness.
They are farmers, stonecutters, blacksmiths, traders, prospectors, and children.
Visitors are welcome here, particularly if they have coin to spend or news to share. The Stonehill Inn at the center of town offers modest lodging and meals.
The town has no walls and a small garrison. The Guards were sent here from Neverwinter and usually rotate every couple Tendays. Most of the adults keep weapons within easy reach in case the need for arms should arise.
Usually The Guards are more relaxed except for the Two that you just approached, as you walked down the trail into the town. They seem relieved when they seen the group, as if they were expecting something much worse.
One of them notices Sister Garaele and says “Sister Garaele you made it and I see you brought help from Neverwinter! Thank the gods!”
Sister Garaele replies “Yes Thank the Gods. I was informed on what has been happening and I fear for the towns safety. I have to see the Town Master at once.”
The Guard says to Sister Garaele “yes of course sister, I’ll take you to the Town Masters Hall.”
Sister Garaele then turns to the group and asks “Will you join me?”
"Er, sure. Why not?"
Jenson starts to wonder what he might've just gotten himself into. He thought he was just traveling with the group, but he can't deny his assistance.
Tucker looks confused then concerned, Faye meows as she hears his thoughts, Wait, what's been going on? The town's in danger? What kind of danger? He looks at the two elves, you knew yet didn't bother saying anything?
Runt just grunts, shrugs her shoulders, and says "sure". This danger might be something interesting, if it seemed too much, she could just leave. Either way it would be good to know more about it.
Sister Garaele replies in a calm tone of voice “Let’s not jump to any conclusions just yet. I fear the safety of the town. The Town Master has requested aid from Neverwinter. He said there is increased Orc tension moving closer to Phandalin everyday.”
one of the Guards then quickly yells out “and a Dragon!”
sister Garaele looks to the Guard “A Dragon?!” Looking even more l concerned. “Take me to see the Town Master” she tell the Guard.
Gwath shrugs, then moves to follow the Sister, taking up the rearguard and keeping an eye towards the sky. His fingers idly caress his spiked chain as he does so.
Old school AD&D player, now learning to be a better DM dad
Eilsatra is keen to stay close to her adopted forest mother Sister Garaela and offer any help she can. She's no fighter but she maybe of help from a diplomat point of view?
Frederick looks at the guards suspiciously and adjusts his scarf a bit. "Sure. Lets. Go."
After getting past the guards he mutters: "Dragon. What a load of nonsense"
Upon reaching the destination, Frederick will refuse to enter Town masters residence. He just wants to "stretch his legs" for a bit more.
Perception of 24 to look for any job boards, posters, wanted info, bounties etc. Listen around for some conversations too.