When Faron sees that the situation seems nonhazardous, he silently returns to the others. "There are a couple of what looks like travelling people. Vaalu has already joined them and they invited you to come too." Having said that he starts to head back.
Alexander Wenzel Eusebius Beaumont Lvl 3 | Human | Paladin/Oath of Vengeance
Haveing no alternative, Alexander follows the rest of the group. "Let's go Andres, let's go find out what we can. This maybe a good opportunity to hear some of your wonderful music but be weary and trust no one. And most important of all, keep a tight hold of your coin purse."
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“Spirit. In every language in all the Realms, surface and Underdark, in every time and every place, the word has a ring of strength and determination. It is the hero's strength, the mother's resilience and the poor man's armor. It cannot be broken and it cannot be taken away.”
You all see about a dozen men and women, standing and sitting around the fire, a few look like they've had a bit too much to drink, but everyone is in good spirits.
Someone gets a violin out one of the wagons and begins playing a jauntier tune, and the man playing the accordion joins in.
Nylin would walk in close to the back of the group with shifty eyes watching everyone carefully, he wouldn't eat or drink anything they offered even though he was a little hungry.
"They are happy to play music and drink a lot, maybe we aren't in to much danger... or we are in a lot"
Brom walks with Nylin at the back of the group. "Hopefully we can get some information from this lot so we can figure out where we are. They seem like nice folk, but I don't trust'em."
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Tarkin | Human | Fighter 1 -> Rise of the Rough Riders
Kuno| Half Elf male | Rogue 2 Wielding a Rapier, dagger and leather armor.
Andres casts mage hand and controls it to play his drum while Andres pulls out his viol and joins in the tune. He starts to get into it and dances around while playing.
Alexander Wenzel Eusebius Beaumont Lvl 3 | Human | Paladin/Oath of Vengeance
Seeing that Andres is enjoying himself, Alexander decides to start looking around the caravan's camp. Walking up to someone he asks, "Excuse me, but you introduce me to the leader of this caravan or at least point them out. You see, we are new to this area and would like to ask some questions regarding where we are."
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“Spirit. In every language in all the Realms, surface and Underdark, in every time and every place, the word has a ring of strength and determination. It is the hero's strength, the mother's resilience and the poor man's armor. It cannot be broken and it cannot be taken away.”
You walk over to a man who looks a bit more sober then others, he's standing back from the festivities a bit but still tapping his foot to the music. He turns to you when you ask your question. "Oh hello there friend. Leader, eh? Well that would be be Miss Eva, she's over in that tent" and he points to the largest of the tents which is glowing with candlelight from within. He pauses for a moment then adds, "I think she's been expecting you and your friends... might want to take them all with you to pay her a visit."
Alexander Wenzel Eusebius Beaumont Lvl 3 | Human | Paladin/Oath of Vengeance
"Thank you for the information." Alexander goes around to the others and informs them of this information. Ending at Andres, "Andres it would appear that we have a meeting with the leader of this caravan, someone going by the name of Miss Eva. I feel a little uncomfortable that she's been expecting us so be on guard when we meet her."
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“Spirit. In every language in all the Realms, surface and Underdark, in every time and every place, the word has a ring of strength and determination. It is the hero's strength, the mother's resilience and the poor man's armor. It cannot be broken and it cannot be taken away.”
Andres stops playing with a flourish and takes a bow as the mage hand puts the drum away and dissipates. “Of course, anything you need, you can depend on me.” Andres is keeping his viol on hand just in case. As he begins to follow Alex and the gang into the tent.
Vaalu had been more than happy to watch and accept more if any others came around to offer it. "Dance? With me? But I... And you are..." She trails off there, and still wide-eyed and bewildered start to look around frantically for the others. Seeing Alexander come around with news, she'll awkwardly and wordlessly step away to follow him. Once they are far enough out of earshot she will lean in and whisper a curt "Thanks"before straightening out and attempting to look cool-headed.
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Goyo - [Tortle]Druid/Warlock - Circle of Sea/Celestial (Libretalia)
Vogan - [Goliath-Hill]Bard - ???(A Dungeon-Delving Campaign Group C)
(Nylin is watching if any one is doing anything with the food and drink)
Nylin follows next to Brom ”Information would be good, maybe this miss Eva will know something. Curious she’s expecting us, never come across that before.”
As he scratches the bald patch on the top of his head in curiosity.
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Faron
Faron stays cautious while inside the camp not fully trusting these strangers yet. He will look for any out of place items that might indicate this to be a charade. (Like armor hidden under cloths, weapons hidden in easy reach, people hidden in tents)
Perception: 26
If he sees nothing he will silently follow the others into the tent. Inside he tries to find a position in the back where he can still observe the entrance.
Nylon - you've seen all these folks eat and drink the same stuff they've been offering you.
Faron - almost none of these people are armed at all. You think they're might be some people who are sleeping or doing something in the tents. But they're not hiding from you.
Alexander Wenzel Eusebius Beaumont Lvl 3 | Human | Paladin/Oath of Vengeance
Alexander enters the tent with the rest of the group, eager to speak to this 'Miss Eva' and learn how she was expecting them. While in the tent, he will try to stay near the head of the group.
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“Spirit. In every language in all the Realms, surface and Underdark, in every time and every place, the word has a ring of strength and determination. It is the hero's strength, the mother's resilience and the poor man's armor. It cannot be broken and it cannot be taken away.”
Magic flames cast a reddish glow over the interior of this tent, revealing a low table covered in a black velvet cloth. Glints of light seem to flash from a crystal ball on the table as a hunched figure peers into its depths. As the crone speaks, her voice crackles like dry weeds. “At last you have arrived!” Cackling laughter bursts like mad lightning from her withered lips. She turns to each of you in turn, "Welcome Faron, Vaalu, Brom, Anders and Alexander. I'm glad you found your way to our camp."
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Faron
When Faron sees that the situation seems nonhazardous, he silently returns to the others. "There are a couple of what looks like travelling people. Vaalu has already joined them and they invited you to come too." Having said that he starts to head back.
Anders- Half elf Bard
”Alright Alex, I’m ready when you are”
Anders will then follow Alex’s lead into the camptrying to holdback the excitement of meeting fellow musicians.
Alexander Wenzel Eusebius Beaumont
Lvl 3 | Human | Paladin/Oath of Vengeance
Haveing no alternative, Alexander follows the rest of the group. "Let's go Andres, let's go find out what we can. This maybe a good opportunity to hear some of your wonderful music but be weary and trust no one. And most important of all, keep a tight hold of your coin purse."
“Spirit. In every language in all the Realms, surface and Underdark, in every time and every place, the word has a ring of strength and determination. It is the hero's strength, the mother's resilience and the poor man's armor. It cannot be broken and it cannot be taken away.”
You all see about a dozen men and women, standing and sitting around the fire, a few look like they've had a bit too much to drink, but everyone is in good spirits.
Someone gets a violin out one of the wagons and begins playing a jauntier tune, and the man playing the accordion joins in.
Nylin would walk in close to the back of the group with shifty eyes watching everyone carefully, he wouldn't eat or drink anything they offered even though he was a little hungry.
"They are happy to play music and drink a lot, maybe we aren't in to much danger... or we are in a lot"
Perception - 16
GM - Limbo's Pit PvE
Nylin are you Perceptioning something in particular
Brom walks with Nylin at the back of the group. "Hopefully we can get some information from this lot so we can figure out where we are. They seem like nice folk, but I don't trust'em."
Tarkin | Human | Fighter 1 -> Rise of the Rough Riders
Kuno| Half Elf male | Rogue 2 Wielding a Rapier, dagger and leather armor.
Andres casts mage hand and controls it to play his drum while Andres pulls out his viol and joins in the tune. He starts to get into it and dances around while playing.
These folks are loving that you joined in and a few start dancing with eachother. One gentleman holds his hand out to Vaalu to dance.
Alexander Wenzel Eusebius Beaumont
Lvl 3 | Human | Paladin/Oath of Vengeance
Seeing that Andres is enjoying himself, Alexander decides to start looking around the caravan's camp. Walking up to someone he asks, "Excuse me, but you introduce me to the leader of this caravan or at least point them out. You see, we are new to this area and would like to ask some questions regarding where we are."
“Spirit. In every language in all the Realms, surface and Underdark, in every time and every place, the word has a ring of strength and determination. It is the hero's strength, the mother's resilience and the poor man's armor. It cannot be broken and it cannot be taken away.”
You walk over to a man who looks a bit more sober then others, he's standing back from the festivities a bit but still tapping his foot to the music. He turns to you when you ask your question. "Oh hello there friend. Leader, eh? Well that would be be Miss Eva, she's over in that tent" and he points to the largest of the tents which is glowing with candlelight from within. He pauses for a moment then adds, "I think she's been expecting you and your friends... might want to take them all with you to pay her a visit."
Alexander Wenzel Eusebius Beaumont
Lvl 3 | Human | Paladin/Oath of Vengeance
"Thank you for the information." Alexander goes around to the others and informs them of this information. Ending at Andres, "Andres it would appear that we have a meeting with the leader of this caravan, someone going by the name of Miss Eva. I feel a little uncomfortable that she's been expecting us so be on guard when we meet her."
“Spirit. In every language in all the Realms, surface and Underdark, in every time and every place, the word has a ring of strength and determination. It is the hero's strength, the mother's resilience and the poor man's armor. It cannot be broken and it cannot be taken away.”
Andres stops playing with a flourish and takes a bow as the mage hand puts the drum away and dissipates. “Of course, anything you need, you can depend on me.” Andres is keeping his viol on hand just in case. As he begins to follow Alex and the gang into the tent.
Vaalu had been more than happy to watch and accept more if any others came around to offer it. "Dance? With me? But I... And you are..." She trails off there, and still wide-eyed and bewildered start to look around frantically for the others. Seeing Alexander come around with news, she'll awkwardly and wordlessly step away to follow him. Once they are far enough out of earshot she will lean in and whisper a curt "Thanks" before straightening out and attempting to look cool-headed.
Goyo - [Tortle]Druid/Warlock - Circle of Sea/Celestial (Libretalia)
Vogan - [Goliath-Hill]Bard - ???(A Dungeon-Delving Campaign Group C)
Jack Vicvan - [Eladrin]Warlock - Archfey
(Nylin is watching if any one is doing anything with the food and drink)
Nylin follows next to Brom ”Information would be good, maybe this miss Eva will know something. Curious she’s expecting us, never come across that before.”
As he scratches the bald patch on the top of his head in curiosity.
GM - Limbo's Pit PvE
Faron
Faron stays cautious while inside the camp not fully trusting these strangers yet. He will look for any out of place items that might indicate this to be a charade. (Like armor hidden under cloths, weapons hidden in easy reach, people hidden in tents)
Perception: 26
If he sees nothing he will silently follow the others into the tent. Inside he tries to find a position in the back where he can still observe the entrance.
Nylon - you've seen all these folks eat and drink the same stuff they've been offering you.
Faron - almost none of these people are armed at all. You think they're might be some people who are sleeping or doing something in the tents. But they're not hiding from you.
/E you guys are so suspicious
Are you guys all going in the Tent?
Alexander Wenzel Eusebius Beaumont
Lvl 3 | Human | Paladin/Oath of Vengeance
Alexander enters the tent with the rest of the group, eager to speak to this 'Miss Eva' and learn how she was expecting them. While in the tent, he will try to stay near the head of the group.
“Spirit. In every language in all the Realms, surface and Underdark, in every time and every place, the word has a ring of strength and determination. It is the hero's strength, the mother's resilience and the poor man's armor. It cannot be broken and it cannot be taken away.”
Magic flames cast a reddish glow over the interior of this tent, revealing a low table covered in a black velvet cloth. Glints of light seem to flash from a crystal ball on the table as a hunched figure peers into its depths. As the crone speaks, her voice crackles like dry weeds. “At last you have arrived!” Cackling laughter bursts like mad lightning from her withered lips. She turns to each of you in turn, "Welcome Faron, Vaalu, Brom, Anders and Alexander. I'm glad you found your way to our camp."