(The Young Bucks Tavern in the town of Calla is a place like many others. On this early evening, the Tavern is only about half full of your usual tradesmen, farmers and assorted other townspeople. Everyone is drinking and eating and generally having a good time. A young Half-Elf serving boy, Jack, floats around bringing everyone their food and ale.
The door opens and a young Halfling enters. He appears to be a Ranger of some sort, a Longbow across his back. The Halfling looks around, finds the table he is looking for and walks over to the table where a motley crew of adventurers sit, staring at him intently as he silently pulls up a chair and takes a seat. The table has a sign on it that reads ‘1st time adventurers meet here’.)
"Ah, splendid! It looks like you all made it!"
(The tavern owner, a rotund and jolly-looking fellow of about 40, appears at the side of the table, smiling and holding what appears to be an envelope.)
"My name is Willfred, I am the owner of this fine establishment. Glad you all could make it. Your mutual friend has asked me to read this to you when you all arrived."
(He now opens it and takes out the enclosed letter. Unfolding it, he begins to read.)
Greetings, adventurers!
It is I, Craig, your friendly neighborhood shop keeper! You are all here because you all expressed interest in teaming up with other like-minded folks and going on adventures. I had all of your names on my LIST and I think all of you would be a good fit together. I hope I am correct. Take some time to get to know each other; I’m sure you’ll all become fast friends. Go forth and make your mark on the world!
Best of Luck!
Craig
(The assembled adventurers look around the table at each other. Willfred takes a little bow as he backs away.)
"Oh, this IS a good-looking group. You'll do well, very well indeed. Please let me know if I can be of any assistance to you."
(The crew looks each other over and sits for a few moments, until one of them rises up and begins to speak...)
DM's Notes: Ok, folks, go ahead and introduce your character to each other and give a brief description about your appearance, etc. No need to give your whole backstory, just introduce your character as they would introduce themselves. Looking forward to this! :)
Farukh keeps her auburn hair short and her clothes loose, hiding her figure behind a simple brown cloak. Being mistaken for a man, she found, is quite useful on the road. A good thing that she didn't take after her mother - there's nothing outstanding about her appearance, just another simple face in a crowd - and that's exactly how she likes it. She looks over her new companions, gaze lingering on the half-orc, and puts an amiable smile on her face.
They'll do.
"Aye, folks, pleased to make your acquaintance. The name's Farukh, and I'll be making sure you don't get lost on the road ahead.'" She laughs a little, watching them intently.
There is a faint jingle of chain mail as the half-orc shifts uncomfortably in his chair. His blue eyes wander briefly over the other faces at the table, quickly lowering them as he encounters Farukh's gaze. He runs a hand through his unkempt black hair and mumbles in a gruff voice, "Klarth. Here to keep us all alive, I hope."
Zenashi is a giant. Standing 6'9 and weighing 275lbs. His long brown robe covers his muscular body. Across his left side face a large scar coming from the top of the large goliaths head to his collarbone. A staff of simple looking wood leans beside him.
Galaerys looks around at the table approvingly. "This'll do", he thought, "a bit rough around the edges, but this'll do."
"Alright then. I don't mind being the pretty face of the bunch. Galaerys the Bard, songs a plenty. Shall we have a drink? Fair warning though, with enough ale, you might just end up hearing the best rendition of Drunken Sailor you lot have ever heard in your life". He said cheerfully.
Zenashi refuses the drink taking out a mixture from his many pouches from around his waist. He then ask the barkeep for a mug of hot water. "I am forbidden to drink. It clouds the mind when its most important. I'll make sure you do not try to do anything dumb." Says the large Goliath
Klarth grunts at Zenashi's statement and picks up his tankard, waving it at Farukh in thanks. He drinks it down in one go, sitting the empty tankard on the table and wiping his mouth with the back of his large hand. "Now what?" he asks.
"If you were thinking of going to Craig's shop, you should know he's out on his annual fishing trip. The shop is closed."
(Willfred comes back to the table with Jack in tow, who is carrying a round of Ale for you all, as well as a mug of hot water for Zenashi. Zenashi reluctantly sits back down. Jack serves you all your tankards as Willfred looks on, a smile on his face.)
"Master Craig has done it again."
(He sees you all looking at him, and senses he may have spoken out of turn.)
"I mean, of course, that lots of adventuring parties have found each other thru Craig's list. He's very good at making matches. Forgive me for being so bold, but I think he's done well bringing you 4 together. Very balanced, very balanced indeed. I mean, you have this enormous gentleman here (he points at Zenashi) who is obviously a powerful warrior... this charming fellow here (he points at Galaerys) who can inspire you all to do great things. This Holy Warrior (he points at Klarth) who can heal you and shield you all from harm, and our fine Halfling Ranger friend here (he points at Farukh) who looks like she would feel at home in all kinds of wild terrains."
(Willfred clears his throat.)
"Well, enough about that. Please enjoy your ale, and let me know if I can help in any way."
(Willfred and Jack back off and let you all get to know each other. The ale loosens you up somewhat, and you slowly start to get used to each other. Mostly. About 45 minutes or so pass along this way, when...
Suddenly, a large, red-headed man in a black leather apron bursts thru the door, his muscular arms bleeding from some pretty gnarly gashes. A look of panic and terror is on his face, which is dirty and starting to swell up and bruise. He looks like someone beat the hell out of him.
“Bess!” he yells. “They got my Bess!”
He drops down to his knees and starts sobbing as the crowd starts to gather round.
(What do you all do?)
OOC: I guess Megacraig didn't make it. Killian, I still need to have your character join the campaign. It looks like it's just going to be you 4.
Starting to feel the effects of the ale, Galaerys is in his own world when the man bursts in.
He starts mumbling a tune aloud "Bess, They've got his Bess, bland as watercress, but she's in this mess".
Finally, realizing the brevity of the situation Galaerys snaps into reality and rushes over to the large man. He tries a comforting tone but ends up half-yelling "It's going to be alright sir! Who did this to you? What has happened to Bess? Start from the beginning!"
Zenashi looks at master Craig then stands. I am Zenashi Kekashi of the way of the open hand clan. Warriors are foolish, simple minded and drunks. I am a monk i need no blades or shields. Zenashi then looks at the bleeding man and stops talking and hurries to him. Where is the culprit sir??!!
This post has potentially manipulated dice roll results.
Klarth simply raises an eyebrow at Zenashi's words, running his fingers over the symbol on his belt. He rises and moves slowly towards the bleeding man, reaching into his pouch and pulling out strips of white cloth. As the man talks, Klarth listens while silently binding his wounds.
Farukh, who opted to nursing her drink and watching het companiouns rather than drink, startled when the man burst in, and grabbed the hilt of her dagger. Seeing no immidiate danger, she quickly releases it.
She elbows past the tall folk gathered around the man and slaps Galaerys on his thigh when he starts singing.
"Och, sober up will ya? No time for babblin'!"
As Klarth works on the man's wounds, she turns to him and says in a (she hopes) soothing voice.
"Now, dearie, take a deep breath and think a moment. What happened?"
(Galaerys is the first one over to the man, half-yelling trying to comfort him and get some answers. Klarth, who, as a Cleric, has some experience, does a good job trying to bandage up wounds, manages to clean up a few of the man's larger wounds and apply a bandage to his head. A crowd has gathered around, looking on with concern. They back up as Zenashi comes forward, his hulking form intimidating them all unintentionally. Farukh soothingly asks the man what has happened, but he is too out of it to answer.)
"Rickard! What's happened?"
(Willfred rushes to the side of the fallen man, who is still very distraught. His injuries, though numerous, do not seem to be the main source of his despair. He tries to compose himself, trying to answer in between sobs.)
"Gob... goblins. They broke into my workshop. I-I-I tried to stop them... I think I even killed one of them. But there were too many. They stabbed at me and beat me with clubs and... when I woke up my daughter was... gone!"
(Rickard quietly sobs as the crowd murmurs their disbelief. WIllfred starts explaining things to the party, who is gathered around.)
"Rickard is the Blacksmith here. And Bess, sweet little Bess is his 8 year-old daughter. She means the world to him. All he has ever since his wife passed a few years ago."
(A look of sudden realization appears on Willfred's face, a smile on his lips.)
"Rickard, my friend, don't despair! Look here! These here fine folks (he points towards the party) are skilled adventurers!"
“You-you’re adventurers? Please, you’ve got to help me! If I lost my Bess, I… I… I can pay you! I don’t have much, but I would give all the gold I have in the world if you can get my daughter back to me safely. Will you help me? Please, I beg you!”
(Rickard throws himself, both figuratively and literally, at the feet of the party, begging for help. The party begins to talk amongst themselves.)
OOC: I hope I can ask a favor from you guys. Can you please go into your signature and add your character like Klarth has done to the bottom of your posts? It's under Profile, Edit Profile, and there's a spot there for Signature. It would help me remember who's who faster. Thanks a lot.
As the party congregates in a small conversational circle, Galaerys throws in his opinion, “We’ve got to help this poor chap. I say that not because I believe it would make a great production but out of the kindness of my heart. I wouldn’t mind the coin either.”
Zenashi stands his large frame over towering the crowd easily sheds a tear. Looking at the injured man. "I'll need no payment sir. Killing these kidnapping goblins is my payment." His eyes then glow a red then go back to his green colored eyes.
(The Young Bucks Tavern in the town of Calla is a place like many others. On this early evening, the Tavern is only about half full of your usual tradesmen, farmers and assorted other townspeople. Everyone is drinking and eating and generally having a good time. A young Half-Elf serving boy, Jack, floats around bringing everyone their food and ale.
The door opens and a young Halfling enters. He appears to be a Ranger of some sort, a Longbow across his back. The Halfling looks around, finds the table he is looking for and walks over to the table where a motley crew of adventurers sit, staring at him intently as he silently pulls up a chair and takes a seat. The table has a sign on it that reads ‘1st time adventurers meet here’.)
"Ah, splendid! It looks like you all made it!"
(The tavern owner, a rotund and jolly-looking fellow of about 40, appears at the side of the table, smiling and holding what appears to be an envelope.)
"My name is Willfred, I am the owner of this fine establishment. Glad you all could make it. Your mutual friend has asked me to read this to you when you all arrived."
(He now opens it and takes out the enclosed letter. Unfolding it, he begins to read.)
Greetings, adventurers!
It is I, Craig, your friendly neighborhood shop keeper! You are all here because you all expressed interest in teaming up with other like-minded folks and going on adventures. I had all of your names on my LIST and I think all of you would be a good fit together. I hope I am correct. Take some time to get to know each other; I’m sure you’ll all become fast friends. Go forth and make your mark on the world!
Best of Luck!
Craig
(The assembled adventurers look around the table at each other. Willfred takes a little bow as he backs away.)
"Oh, this IS a good-looking group. You'll do well, very well indeed. Please let me know if I can be of any assistance to you."
(The crew looks each other over and sits for a few moments, until one of them rises up and begins to speak...)
DM's Notes: Ok, folks, go ahead and introduce your character to each other and give a brief description about your appearance, etc. No need to give your whole backstory, just introduce your character as they would introduce themselves. Looking forward to this! :)
DM - Tomb of the Delian Order One-Shot (Level 1)
Natasha - The Call of Lon-Dia Human Rogue (Level 4)
Farukh keeps her auburn hair short and her clothes loose, hiding her figure behind a simple brown cloak. Being mistaken for a man, she found, is quite useful on the road. A good thing that she didn't take after her mother - there's nothing outstanding about her appearance, just another simple face in a crowd - and that's exactly how she likes it. She looks over her new companions, gaze lingering on the half-orc, and puts an amiable smile on her face.
They'll do.
"Aye, folks, pleased to make your acquaintance. The name's Farukh, and I'll be making sure you don't get lost on the road ahead.'" She laughs a little, watching them intently.
Farukh - Halfling Ranger
There is a faint jingle of chain mail as the half-orc shifts uncomfortably in his chair. His blue eyes wander briefly over the other faces at the table, quickly lowering them as he encounters Farukh's gaze. He runs a hand through his unkempt black hair and mumbles in a gruff voice, "Klarth. Here to keep us all alive, I hope."
Zenashi is a giant. Standing 6'9 and weighing 275lbs. His long brown robe covers his muscular body. Across his left side face a large scar coming from the top of the large goliaths head to his collarbone. A staff of simple looking wood leans beside him.
" I am Zenashi "
Zenashi Kekashi
Galaerys looks around at the table approvingly. "This'll do", he thought, "a bit rough around the edges, but this'll do."
"Alright then. I don't mind being the pretty face of the bunch. Galaerys the Bard, songs a plenty. Shall we have a drink? Fair warning though, with enough ale, you might just end up hearing the best rendition of Drunken Sailor you lot have ever heard in your life". He said cheerfully.
Galaerys Lafleur
Farukh beckons Jack, who was passing by their table, and smiles at him a bit more sincerely.
"Brin' each of my companions a tankard, will ya, friend?"
She turns to Galaerys and leans a bit back in her chair. This is going to be fun, she can already tell.
"I'd be very disappointed if yer not serenadin' someone by the end of the night, pretty boy"
Farukh - Halfling Ranger
Zenashi refuses the drink taking out a mixture from his many pouches from around his waist. He then ask the barkeep for a mug of hot water. "I am forbidden to drink. It clouds the mind when its most important. I'll make sure you do not try to do anything dumb." Says the large Goliath
Zenashi Kekashi
Klarth grunts at Zenashi's statement and picks up his tankard, waving it at Farukh in thanks. He drinks it down in one go, sitting the empty tankard on the table and wiping his mouth with the back of his large hand. "Now what?" he asks.
OOC: We'll give Megacraig a few hours, if he hasn't responded later this evening we'll go ahead and continue.
DM - Tomb of the Delian Order One-Shot (Level 1)
Natasha - The Call of Lon-Dia Human Rogue (Level 4)
The large Goliath stands towering over Klarth easily. I'll need to get a couple items i shall return. The Goliath then heads out the door.
Zenashi Kekashi
"If you were thinking of going to Craig's shop, you should know he's out on his annual fishing trip. The shop is closed."
(Willfred comes back to the table with Jack in tow, who is carrying a round of Ale for you all, as well as a mug of hot water for Zenashi. Zenashi reluctantly sits back down. Jack serves you all your tankards as Willfred looks on, a smile on his face.)
"Master Craig has done it again."
(He sees you all looking at him, and senses he may have spoken out of turn.)
"I mean, of course, that lots of adventuring parties have found each other thru Craig's list. He's very good at making matches. Forgive me for being so bold, but I think he's done well bringing you 4 together. Very balanced, very balanced indeed. I mean, you have this enormous gentleman here (he points at Zenashi) who is obviously a powerful warrior... this charming fellow here (he points at Galaerys) who can inspire you all to do great things. This Holy Warrior (he points at Klarth) who can heal you and shield you all from harm, and our fine Halfling Ranger friend here (he points at Farukh) who looks like she would feel at home in all kinds of wild terrains."
(Willfred clears his throat.)
"Well, enough about that. Please enjoy your ale, and let me know if I can help in any way."
(Willfred and Jack back off and let you all get to know each other. The ale loosens you up somewhat, and you slowly start to get used to each other. Mostly. About 45 minutes or so pass along this way, when...
Suddenly, a large, red-headed man in a black leather apron bursts thru the door, his muscular arms bleeding from some pretty gnarly gashes. A look of panic and terror is on his face, which is dirty and starting to swell up and bruise. He looks like someone beat the hell out of him.
“Bess!” he yells. “They got my Bess!”
He drops down to his knees and starts sobbing as the crowd starts to gather round.
(What do you all do?)
OOC: I guess Megacraig didn't make it. Killian, I still need to have your character join the campaign. It looks like it's just going to be you 4.
DM - Tomb of the Delian Order One-Shot (Level 1)
Natasha - The Call of Lon-Dia Human Rogue (Level 4)
Starting to feel the effects of the ale, Galaerys is in his own world when the man bursts in.
He starts mumbling a tune aloud "Bess, They've got his Bess, bland as watercress, but she's in this mess".
Finally, realizing the brevity of the situation Galaerys snaps into reality and rushes over to the large man. He tries a comforting tone but ends up half-yelling "It's going to be alright sir! Who did this to you? What has happened to Bess? Start from the beginning!"
Galaerys Lafleur
Zenashi looks at master Craig then stands. I am Zenashi Kekashi of the way of the open hand clan. Warriors are foolish, simple minded and drunks. I am a monk i need no blades or shields. Zenashi then looks at the bleeding man and stops talking and hurries to him. Where is the culprit sir??!!
Zenashi Kekashi
Klarth simply raises an eyebrow at Zenashi's words, running his fingers over the symbol on his belt. He rises and moves slowly towards the bleeding man, reaching into his pouch and pulling out strips of white cloth. As the man talks, Klarth listens while silently binding his wounds.
Medicine check(?) if necessary: 19
Farukh, who opted to nursing her drink and watching het companiouns rather than drink, startled when the man burst in, and grabbed the hilt of her dagger. Seeing no immidiate danger, she quickly releases it.
She elbows past the tall folk gathered around the man and slaps Galaerys on his thigh when he starts singing.
"Och, sober up will ya? No time for babblin'!"
As Klarth works on the man's wounds, she turns to him and says in a (she hopes) soothing voice.
"Now, dearie, take a deep breath and think a moment. What happened?"
Farukh - Halfling Ranger
Zenashi takes out an herb then hands it too the bleeding cook. Eat this it will ease your pain. Now where is this man or creature??
Zenashi Kekashi
(Galaerys is the first one over to the man, half-yelling trying to comfort him and get some answers. Klarth, who, as a Cleric, has some experience, does a good job trying to bandage up wounds, manages to clean up a few of the man's larger wounds and apply a bandage to his head. A crowd has gathered around, looking on with concern. They back up as Zenashi comes forward, his hulking form intimidating them all unintentionally. Farukh soothingly asks the man what has happened, but he is too out of it to answer.)
"Rickard! What's happened?"
(Willfred rushes to the side of the fallen man, who is still very distraught. His injuries, though numerous, do not seem to be the main source of his despair. He tries to compose himself, trying to answer in between sobs.)
"Gob... goblins. They broke into my workshop. I-I-I tried to stop them... I think I even killed one of them. But there were too many. They stabbed at me and beat me with clubs and... when I woke up my daughter was... gone!"
(Rickard quietly sobs as the crowd murmurs their disbelief. WIllfred starts explaining things to the party, who is gathered around.)
"Rickard is the Blacksmith here. And Bess, sweet little Bess is his 8 year-old daughter. She means the world to him. All he has ever since his wife passed a few years ago."
(A look of sudden realization appears on Willfred's face, a smile on his lips.)
"Rickard, my friend, don't despair! Look here! These here fine folks (he points towards the party) are skilled adventurers!"
“You-you’re adventurers? Please, you’ve got to help me! If I lost my Bess, I… I… I can pay you! I don’t have much, but I would give all the gold I have in the world if you can get my daughter back to me safely. Will you help me? Please, I beg you!”
(Rickard throws himself, both figuratively and literally, at the feet of the party, begging for help. The party begins to talk amongst themselves.)
OOC: I hope I can ask a favor from you guys. Can you please go into your signature and add your character like Klarth has done to the bottom of your posts? It's under Profile, Edit Profile, and there's a spot there for Signature. It would help me remember who's who faster. Thanks a lot.
DM - Tomb of the Delian Order One-Shot (Level 1)
Natasha - The Call of Lon-Dia Human Rogue (Level 4)
As the party congregates in a small conversational circle, Galaerys throws in his opinion, “We’ve got to help this poor chap. I say that not because I believe it would make a great production but out of the kindness of my heart. I wouldn’t mind the coin either.”
Galaerys Lafleur
Zenashi stands his large frame over towering the crowd easily sheds a tear. Looking at the injured man. "I'll need no payment sir. Killing these kidnapping goblins is my payment." His eyes then glow a red then go back to his green colored eyes.
Zenashi Kekashi
((Ooc Zenashi has a 3 claw scar like a beast dragged his claw from the top left side of his head to his collarbone))
Zenashi Kekashi