Kel would sigh "my father has probably been influened by my brother to slay me while I am in this weakened state, so that he can obtain the throne from me." This would cause him to spit out some saliva to the side as if he was symbolizing getting ride of a foul taste in his mouth. "What a traitor!"
Orien looks over the items taken from the bounty hunter, noticing the written contract with his name on it. “I’d like to hold onto this if no one objects.”
“Is there anything more in your history or prophesy Kel? Did you know an elder of my clan had a vision of me drawing Smudging-Deaths attention something about my bloodline.”
Kel would think hard about that, "well the prophecy did talk about something like a party- it would be a group of adventurers that would manage to slay this beast. In the propechy it does mention something abot bloodlines- yes your right your bloodline is in it."
Ryu steps back, and watches as the conversation takes place. He is somewhat intrigued, but also catches sight of a beautiful hawk flying in the distance.
Upon hearing the name Smudging Death Burnic speaks up " Smudging Death? Would that be the name of a Shadow Dragon? I had a vision, and he was in it. I seek him, and his destruction!"
“If you seek Smudging-Death then we must locate a gate to my home, the shadow plane. I must warn you the realm I am from is far different than this one. I don’t know where it might be but I would recommend researching at a library or speaking to an elder or sage.”
Orien traces his foreclaw over the bounty hunter’s contract and all but the official seal and watermark disappear.
“Ryu or perhaps you my lady,” Orien bows towards Daisy. “Might know of any unusual sites within these woods?” (nature, religion, or history DC 10)
The guard and scout are nervously exchanging looks, “What would you have us do Prince Kel?”
Orien’s eyebrows arch in curiosity as he turns to hear what Prince Kel will command.
"Go back and tell my father, the king that my crew and I will slay this dragon and fulfill this prophecy." Kel also looked at the guard before saying, "I would like some formal attire fit for a prince- as this common clothing- isnt the best."
"what say you all?" The tiny kobold would say as he looked at the party "would you join me?"
Burnic knows a dwarven smith that works for Guilder Rockblood but where Guilder is an artist, Burnic’s contact is an armor and weapon specialist.
Murdock Silverdon, is a retired Axelord if anyone knows history in this area Burnic is sure Murdock would know….
“So my lord, you would like us to head into Iron Bridges, gather your attire and a seamstress, then meet you here?” The guard looks a bit less confident.
Ryu steps back, and watches as the conversation takes place. He is somewhat intrigued, but also catches sight of a beautiful hawk flying in the distance.
It’s quite remarkable a golden hawk. It however seems intent on circling the party as if watching prey…
Ryu shakes loose from his daze. "I do know of a place. I have explored these woods and know them like the back of my hand."
There is a boggy clearing, you were told a giant fought a dragon. The giant with the silver axe drove away the dark scaled serpent. Neither were ever seen or heard from again. The area is avoided as a deadly gas sometimes rises up killing or sickening those caught in it.
An hour goes by…. (All may use Hit Die to recover Hit Points if they choose.)
The scout returns with a seamstress and 2 of Prince Kel’s finer outfits (sized for a Dragonborn). The seamstress immediately begins clucking her tongue and running a string sizing Kel Mudscale (the kobold). “Oh my he is less than half the size. This is not done today. No I must work from my shop.”
The scout then pulls out a very nice children’s outfit, “Sorry my Prince. Thrink became suspicious of the guard and put him on bodyguard duty. There are no magic Remove Curse scrolls in Iron-Bridges, hence my haste to return. I’ll return the seamstress to her work. Any further request my Lord?” The prince bows.
Daisy would nod at the notion of tagging along, excited and a bit nervous as to what they might discover. Not wanting to get too anxious worrying herself over what would come of them, the druid sits and waits for Kel's outfit to arrive.
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Kel would sigh "my father has probably been influened by my brother to slay me while I am in this weakened state, so that he can obtain the throne from me." This would cause him to spit out some saliva to the side as if he was symbolizing getting ride of a foul taste in his mouth. "What a traitor!"
Orien looks over the items taken from the bounty hunter, noticing the written contract with his name on it. “I’d like to hold onto this if no one objects.”
“Is there anything more in your history or prophesy Kel? Did you know an elder of my clan had a vision of me drawing Smudging-Deaths attention something about my bloodline.”
Kel would think hard about that, "well the prophecy did talk about something like a party- it would be a group of adventurers that would manage to slay this beast. In the propechy it does mention something abot bloodlines- yes your right your bloodline is in it."
Ryu steps back, and watches as the conversation takes place. He is somewhat intrigued, but also catches sight of a beautiful hawk flying in the distance.
Upon hearing the name Smudging Death Burnic speaks up " Smudging Death? Would that be the name of a Shadow Dragon? I had a vision, and he was in it. I seek him, and his destruction!"
Orien Noir ‘Bear’—
“If you seek Smudging-Death then we must locate a gate to my home, the shadow plane. I must warn you the realm I am from is far different than this one. I don’t know where it might be but I would recommend researching at a library or speaking to an elder or sage.”
Orien traces his foreclaw over the bounty hunter’s contract and all but the official seal and watermark disappear.
“Ryu or perhaps you my lady,” Orien bows towards Daisy. “Might know of any unusual sites within these woods?”
(nature, religion, or history DC 10)
The guard and scout are nervously exchanging looks, “What would you have us do Prince Kel?”
Orien’s eyebrows arch in curiosity as he turns to hear what Prince Kel will command.
"Go back and tell my father, the king that my crew and I will slay this dragon and fulfill this prophecy." Kel also looked at the guard before saying, "I would like some formal attire fit for a prince- as this common clothing- isnt the best."
"what say you all?" The tiny kobold would say as he looked at the party "would you join me?"
Burnic nods, and says I'm in.
Burnic knows a dwarven smith that works for Guilder Rockblood but where Guilder is an artist, Burnic’s contact is an armor and weapon specialist.
Murdock Silverdon, is a retired Axelord if anyone knows history in this area Burnic is sure Murdock would know….
“So my lord, you would like us to head into Iron Bridges, gather your attire and a seamstress, then meet you here?” The guard looks a bit less confident.
It’s quite remarkable a golden hawk. It however seems intent on circling the party as if watching prey…
He nods "it better be here in under an hour after what youve done, ill grant you more time if you find some scrolls of curse removal as well."
Sounds like a short rest. What’s everyone doing for about an hour?
Kel would take a nap on some spare common clothing
Burnic will nap also.
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Ryu shakes loose from his daze. "I do know of a place. I have explored these woods and know them like the back of my hand."
"I do long for adventure... So, you have my bow"
Ryu will find a tree to climb and nap amongst it's branches
There is a boggy clearing, you were told a giant fought a dragon. The giant with the silver axe drove away the dark scaled serpent. Neither were ever seen or heard from again. The area is avoided as a deadly gas sometimes rises up killing or sickening those caught in it.
An hour goes by….
(All may use Hit Die to recover Hit Points if they choose.)
The scout returns with a seamstress and 2 of Prince Kel’s finer outfits (sized for a Dragonborn). The seamstress immediately begins clucking her tongue and running a string sizing Kel Mudscale (the kobold). “Oh my he is less than half the size. This is not done today. No I must work from my shop.”
The scout then pulls out a very nice children’s outfit, “Sorry my Prince. Thrink became suspicious of the guard and put him on bodyguard duty. There are no magic Remove Curse scrolls in Iron-Bridges, hence my haste to return. I’ll return the seamstress to her work. Any further request my Lord?” The prince bows.
He turned to the party and asked "foods on me, bring us a bag of some gold coins, you should find it in my room in the castle, underneath my bed."
I would look at the children's outfit and look down, how could he have resorted to this, he would get changed into it.
Daisy would nod at the notion of tagging along, excited and a bit nervous as to what they might discover. Not wanting to get too anxious worrying herself over what would come of them, the druid sits and waits for Kel's outfit to arrive.
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