"Thanks Hemmy, I'll see ye lads in a bit, once I'm proper. I look forward to meeting your father..and maybe tasting some fine Duergar spirits and ale?"
He says with a bit of a hopeful tone his once former brother in arms doesnt totally hate him...
"How have I been? Until last week, not much different than you. I traveled the same shite underdark as ye. Well, I assume it was better because we weren't traveling with the lass. The only foolishness I had to deal with was Fargas. Id travel with five Fargus's over having memories of one of the demon lass. My last week here has been something of a pleasant dream and a grand respite from this hell."
Elmo now speaks to both Leon and Grem,
"I must say, after Hem and I left the party, I expected you and Grem... Maybe even stool to have come running up behind us. Hell, maybe even the Demon lass may have come running up and apologized after her actions had consequences for once. A lesson I fear she learned too late."
“Maybe following you would have been the better option but I couldn't see in the dark and hemmy left without appearing to want company. When you walked after him I thought you may just be trying to bring him back... I was too new to the group. I couldn’t make heads or tails of it. I figured Tymora would guide the way for all of us. But hey atleast we are all here now minus Stool and the girl. Let us look forward to new adventures and let the past be where it is.”
”Aye, we’ll speak our tale soon enough. Perception is reality to some. Moradins will as it is, we made it. Morgana died, and it was her rage and not knowing how to treat folks that did her in. If you’ll excuse me Elmo, I just got in a fight with a Goliath, And by Goliath I don’t mean that giant... a damn raging Barbarian... haven’t seen one since me gutbusting days...almost beat him I tell ye... but I fear he threw me like a rockball champion he did. “
"I saw a Goliath right before I saw ye. He seemed to be celebrating something. If he was the same bloke ye be referring to, then the Goliath didn't seem to have been too hurt Grem me mate. He's probably still at the twin boulders if ye want to be sure."
“We didn’t see Glab Elmo. My apologies. I am sure he will turn up. Maybe he is living large with Stool outside the gates and waiting for us. I am going to follow Grems lead. I need to clean up as well.”
”May I please be shown to room as well master Hemmeth”
Hemeth - "I will send for you all when it is time for supper. Please take comfort and rest. Take what time you need. I'll see to it that you have fresh water and fruits although I recommend you save your appetite for dinner. Tonight is a night to enjoy, my friends. There is much to celebrate together and by Moradin's grace we should relish these moments while we can, eh?"
With that, Hemeth retreats to what you imagine is a most comfortable arrangement indeed.
(DM Note - any preparations made by yourself where you'd like my guidance, please PM me.)
Elmo takes a long bath. Though he is'nt a place he would call home, or even in a place he considers safe, knowing that his friends are alive & well makes Elmo feel more at ease than he can remember. Elmo believes that soon he will be free of the under dark. He imagines how grateful he will be for every small detail of the above ground.
This journey has hardened him. Should he survive this hell, the Elmo that leaves the under dark wont be the same as the halfling who entered. Hopefully now, he can do what needs to be done if he were to meet his sister again. Had he been strong when fortitude was needed, he never would have found his way into a drow prison cell in the first place.
Tears creep down Elmo's cheek as he ponders the few highs and many lows of this journey. He takes another sip of wine and savors his bath knowing it may be his last for some time.
You're all summoned by various servants to attend the formal dining room. Each of you arrive one by one and upon arriving at the table you see the following scene:
There's a long, rectangular, stone table that fits 10 comfortably with 4 on either side and 2 at the heads of the table. The craftsmanship, matching everything else in this home is masterful and likely of ancient creation. On the table you see a magnificent spread of dried fruits and meats, cheeses, ales, wines, and other assorted appetizers, some of the likes you've seen before and others that you've never seen but look equally as tantalizing to your taste buds.
At one end of the table sits Hemeth Holderhek. You recognize him easily and find it hard not to admire the proud Duergar's position of power, accompanied by a rather proper robe befitting a Duergar of his stature. His beard is groomed nicely and shines with a clean finish.
At the other end of the table sits an imposing figure of a Duergar and with some resemblance, you guess this must be Hemeth's father although you do not yet know his name. His robe is also of seemingly appropriate style from the head of the Holderhek clan and his beard is illustrious yet aged with grey that's a bit older-looking when compared to his son's more silver color.
There are a handful of guests also sitting on either sides of the table. A female Dwarf who appears to be from the surface, another Duergar with a build probably meant for political warfare over physical warfare, a svirfneblin in garb that you suspect is traditional for politics of that race and a tortle wearing an orange bandana with holes cut out where his eyes can peer through. A Drow also sits at this table and close to Hemeth nonetheless!
As each of you walk into the room, what are your intentions? Each of you are guided to the room and shown your seat at the table, should you decide to take it.
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Gremryl scours his memories of his time in the Adbarrian army and recalls the military balls he had been to. Those were some good times.. from what he remembers of them.
perception check on those around me, 16 or insight check 14 dont know which one applies. I'm doing so to get a feel for the room per se..
His eyes widens at the Drow, and Chortle. He looks at the female dwarf with interest, but straightens up remembering his manners.
"Good Evening All, me name is Gremryl Stonebreaker of the clan Stonebreaker. Master Hemeth, I thank ye for having me at ye table to break bread and Ale. This seems a far cry from the mushrooms and rock water we drank on the shores of dark lake eh?"
To Hemeth's Fater:
"Master Holderhek, I thank ye for opening ye house to us. By Moradins Will we made it and I am in ye debt Sir. Your son has shown me much since we met, and I look foward to learning more."
The chortle is just peering around the room and is clearly out of his depth. He seems intimidated and uncomfortable among all of the opulence. However, he is very hungry so he starts to prepare his meal. He takes a flat piece of bread and places thin slivers of cheese on top. He then layers on thinly sliced pieces of spiced pork. He pulls a lit candle closer and toasts the whole thing over the open flame and waits for the cheese to melt. As he does so, he says to Grem (since he seems friendly thus far): "Sup, bruh. The name's Mikey. Listen..uh...since I don't know much about fancy dwarf dinners, and you being a dwarf and all, maybe you could help me out and let me know if I'm wiping out on my manners?"
Elmo is concerned at the sight of a drow. "Are they still tracking us?" Elmo thinks to himself. "Couldnt be. Hem was being chased by them too. Hem wouldnt invite some random drow to his table."
Elmo takes a seat while unable to take his eyes off of the Tortle slow roasting bread and cheese over a candle. Elmo has never seen a Tortle before, only heard rumors of them. Be it seeing a tortle in person, or his bizarre actions, elmo is very distracted as he takes his seat. Elmo says to Lord Holderhek, "My name is Elmo Light pocket, and it be an honor to sit at yer table."
To Elmo: "Woah! You can't be serious! You've never heard about pizza?! How do you live??!!! PIZZA!! Easily the most bodacious munchie ever conceived by anybody!! Bro, you gotta try this! Your life is about to change, my dude!!" Makes Elmo a mini pizza and wolfs down his own in a single bite, decorum be damned.
"well, i was going to advise ye to wait, but it looks like ye stomach made the decision eh! Haven't seen of your kind since me days along the sword coast! Last one I met wielded to long swords, and had a blue eye patch. Any relation?"
To Grem: "Leo!!!?? You know my brother Leo?!!? Yo, that's what I'm doing down this drain pipe! We were partying in our underground layer when an earthquake hit. Split the whole damn lair in two and my brothers and I got sucked into the sinkhole! I tucked up into my shell to ride out the wave and when I poked my head out I was alone in this city! Been looking for my family bros ever since! You havn't seen them have you?!"
Leon arrives in the dinner hall and see that he must be the last one to arrive.
“My apologies Haster Hemmeth and Lord Holderhek. Thank you for graciously allow us into your home.”
Leon bows, walks over to the table and takes an open seat quietly. Leon presents his newly braided beard in an effort to conceal something else. Leon remains silent. Leon sees that the turtle is the only one eating. Knowing manners Leon decides to wait for the Lord Holderhek to invite him to eat.
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"Thanks Hemmy, I'll see ye lads in a bit, once I'm proper. I look forward to meeting your father..and maybe tasting some fine Duergar spirits and ale?"
He says with a bit of a hopeful tone his once former brother in arms doesnt totally hate him...
To Leon,
"How have I been? Until last week, not much different than you. I traveled the same shite underdark as ye. Well, I assume it was better because we weren't traveling with the lass. The only foolishness I had to deal with was Fargas. Id travel with five Fargus's over having memories of one of the demon lass. My last week here has been something of a pleasant dream and a grand respite from this hell."
Elmo now speaks to both Leon and Grem,
"I must say, after Hem and I left the party, I expected you and Grem... Maybe even stool to have come running up behind us. Hell, maybe even the Demon lass may have come running up and apologized after her actions had consequences for once. A lesson I fear she learned too late."
“Maybe following you would have been the better option but I couldn't see in the dark and hemmy left without appearing to want company. When you walked after him I thought you may just be trying to bring him back... I was too new to the group. I couldn’t make heads or tails of it. I figured Tymora would guide the way for all of us. But hey atleast we are all here now minus Stool and the girl. Let us look forward to new adventures and let the past be where it is.”
To elmo
”Aye, we’ll speak our tale soon enough. Perception is reality to some. Moradins will as it is, we made it. Morgana died, and it was her rage and not knowing how to treat folks that did her in. If you’ll excuse me Elmo, I just got in a fight with a Goliath, And by Goliath I don’t mean that giant... a damn raging Barbarian... haven’t seen one since me gutbusting days...almost beat him I tell ye... but I fear he threw me like a rockball champion he did. “
“I was hoping that ye would have run into Glab. He was too heavy to travel with us.”
"I saw a Goliath right before I saw ye. He seemed to be celebrating something. If he was the same bloke ye be referring to, then the Goliath didn't seem to have been too hurt Grem me mate. He's probably still at the twin boulders if ye want to be sure."
“We didn’t see Glab Elmo. My apologies. I am sure he will turn up. Maybe he is living large with Stool outside the gates and waiting for us. I am going to follow Grems lead. I need to clean up as well.”
”May I please be shown to room as well master Hemmeth”
"Bah! He was blessed by Moradin more than once dont ye doubt. . "
(DM Note - any preparations made by yourself where you'd like my guidance, please PM me.)
Elmo would like to pay off the rest of his debt to hem for the shield before the meal. He would like to use the gold that morg got from the tomb.
He puts all of that gold into a bag hides it until he see's hem next
Elmo takes a long bath. Though he is'nt a place he would call home, or even in a place he considers safe, knowing that his friends are alive & well makes Elmo feel more at ease than he can remember. Elmo believes that soon he will be free of the under dark. He imagines how grateful he will be for every small detail of the above ground.
This journey has hardened him. Should he survive this hell, the Elmo that leaves the under dark wont be the same as the halfling who entered. Hopefully now, he can do what needs to be done if he were to meet his sister again. Had he been strong when fortitude was needed, he never would have found his way into a drow prison cell in the first place.
Tears creep down Elmo's cheek as he ponders the few highs and many lows of this journey. He takes another sip of wine and savors his bath knowing it may be his last for some time.
As each of you walk into the room, what are your intentions? Each of you are guided to the room and shown your seat at the table, should you decide to take it.
Gremryl scours his memories of his time in the Adbarrian army and recalls the military balls he had been to. Those were some good times.. from what he remembers of them.
perception check on those around me, 16 or insight check 14 dont know which one applies. I'm doing so to get a feel for the room per se..
His eyes widens at the Drow, and Chortle. He looks at the female dwarf with interest, but straightens up remembering his manners.
With that, He'll take his seat.
The chortle is just peering around the room and is clearly out of his depth. He seems intimidated and uncomfortable among all of the opulence. However, he is very hungry so he starts to prepare his meal. He takes a flat piece of bread and places thin slivers of cheese on top. He then layers on thinly sliced pieces of spiced pork. He pulls a lit candle closer and toasts the whole thing over the open flame and waits for the cheese to melt. As he does so, he says to Grem (since he seems friendly thus far): "Sup, bruh. The name's Mikey. Listen..uh...since I don't know much about fancy dwarf dinners, and you being a dwarf and all, maybe you could help me out and let me know if I'm wiping out on my manners?"
Elmo is concerned at the sight of a drow. "Are they still tracking us?" Elmo thinks to himself. "Couldnt be. Hem was being chased by them too. Hem wouldnt invite some random drow to his table."
Elmo takes a seat while unable to take his eyes off of the Tortle slow roasting bread and cheese over a candle. Elmo has never seen a Tortle before, only heard rumors of them. Be it seeing a tortle in person, or his bizarre actions, elmo is very distracted as he takes his seat. Elmo says to Lord Holderhek, "My name is Elmo Light pocket, and it be an honor to sit at yer table."
To Mikey awkwardly,
"Hungry are ye? What ye making over there mate?"
To Elmo: "Woah! You can't be serious! You've never heard about pizza?! How do you live??!!! PIZZA!! Easily the most bodacious munchie ever conceived by anybody!! Bro, you gotta try this! Your life is about to change, my dude!!" Makes Elmo a mini pizza and wolfs down his own in a single bite, decorum be damned.
To the chortle:
"well, i was going to advise ye to wait, but it looks like ye stomach made the decision eh! Haven't seen of your kind since me days along the sword coast! Last one I met wielded to long swords, and had a blue eye patch. Any relation?"
To Grem: "Leo!!!?? You know my brother Leo?!!? Yo, that's what I'm doing down this drain pipe! We were partying in our underground layer when an earthquake hit. Split the whole damn lair in two and my brothers and I got sucked into the sinkhole! I tucked up into my shell to ride out the wave and when I poked my head out I was alone in this city! Been looking for my family bros ever since! You havn't seen them have you?!"
To Mikey:
Sorry lad, I knew if him only in passing. Can’t say that I have seen or heard of him lately.
To Hemeth:
” haven’t seen food and fare like this since I can recall brother. “
Leon arrives in the dinner hall and see that he must be the last one to arrive.
“My apologies Haster Hemmeth and Lord Holderhek. Thank you for graciously allow us into your home.”
Leon bows, walks over to the table and takes an open seat quietly. Leon presents his newly braided beard in an effort to conceal something else. Leon remains silent. Leon sees that the turtle is the only one eating. Knowing manners Leon decides to wait for the Lord Holderhek to invite him to eat.