Clearly disappointed, Ree'lyn looks bitter. After the short rest, he makes sure to explore the surroundings in order to think of a manner to make use of this place in his future enterprises. Looking at the crates in the cave, he thinks and looks as Sildar "Are not these the crates taken from the shipment supposed to go to Phandalin? Should we put these in your cart to be taken there? "
Ree'lyn looks clearly disdainful and mistrustful at the newcomer. Measuring him up and down as he conveniently approaches alone and making himself comfortable.
"Sildar, what do we know about the Goblins and Hobgoblin's allies again? Would they not be still around planning a revenge after fleeing like cowards?" eyeing the newcomer with clear spite.
"Hello, where are you from? We are a helpful group of adventures. You could ask the last guy we saved but he didn't talk much. Maybe we will see him again one day."
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Cairn
"Aye. Ye know a dwarf never turns down a stiff drink, nor forgets to share. Where ye from, Gilliam? And how long have you been on the road by yourself?"
Gilliam is a bit surprised by the spiteful look, seeing as the other people here seem to be quite friendly, nonetheless he continues:
"Oh fellow adventurers? Where are your travels taking you at the moment? And to answer your question, my Halfling friend, I hail from Greenest, in the Sword Coast. I've been on the road for about 9 months now, most of the time spend with other people on the road, taking the odd mercenary job here and there to keep my belly full, my axe sharp and the people in the area safe & happy."
"How convenient, good doer. After so many ambushes we have just gone through. Certainly you are not with them." Ree'lyn keeps the voice tune in clear sarcasm, without taking his eyes from the newcomer making sure he has got the road dirt on himself and is as needy as he claims to be.
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Flyn CopperKettle | Halfing Sorcerer | AC 13 | HP 12/12 | Spell Slots L1 3/3 |
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"A graveyard? Not really a place I am aiming to visit in a hurry."
Hey flyn be sure to update your stats to LVl 2
Sildar chuckles: Hey Cairn or Ree'lyn have you heard of the graveyard?
(History check 16) )
"Aye? Ive heard of one but eh, im not really sure where it is. Care to explain, mate?"
Benjamin D’Avignon
Sildar: I heard tell of a graveyard just outside of Phandelin that has been having some restless encounters. Care to have some meade?
He pulls out a huge flask of meade
Sildar: Looks up and from the campsite, he sees a figure approaching in the distance
Through the fire and the smoke you see a man approach, clad in heavy armour, brown hair and a neat brown beard and mustache.
"Greetings , do you have some room at your fire for a fellow traveller?"
Sildar looks at you.
Sildar hands the flask over
Sildar: Absolutely stranger, wants some meade? What be your name?
The stranger gladly takes the flask and takes a nice swig of mead. Not too much, but certainly not too little either.
"My parents called me Gilliam and I think it's a fine name so I kept it. Who are you fine people who so willingly share their fire and mead with me?"
Gilliam picks a spot next to the fire and looks around at the people surrounding it.
Ree'lyn | Drow | Warlock | Level 2 | AC 15 | HP 18/18 | Cantrips Known 2 | Spells Known 3 | Spell Slots 2/2 | Slot Level 1 | Eldritch Invocations 2
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Clearly disappointed, Ree'lyn looks bitter. After the short rest, he makes sure to explore the surroundings in order to think of a manner to make use of this place in his future enterprises. Looking at the crates in the cave, he thinks and looks as Sildar "Are not these the crates taken from the shipment supposed to go to Phandalin? Should we put these in your cart to be taken there? "
Ree'lyn | Drow | Warlock | Level 2 | AC 15 | HP 18/18 | Cantrips Known 2 | Spells Known 3 | Spell Slots 2/2 | Slot Level 1 | Eldritch Invocations 2
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Ree'lyn looks clearly disdainful and mistrustful at the newcomer. Measuring him up and down as he conveniently approaches alone and making himself comfortable.
"Sildar, what do we know about the Goblins and Hobgoblin's allies again? Would they not be still around planning a revenge after fleeing like cowards?" eyeing the newcomer with clear spite.
Roll for insight for the stranger Reelyn
There was nothing in the cave to take. We only have the mining supplies to take to Phandelin.
Ree'lyn | Drow | Warlock | Level 2 | AC 15 | HP 18/18 | Cantrips Known 2 | Spells Known 3 | Spell Slots 2/2 | Slot Level 1 | Eldritch Invocations 2
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Insight 13
Ree'lyn | Drow | Warlock | Level 2 | AC 15 | HP 18/18 | Cantrips Known 2 | Spells Known 3 | Spell Slots 2/2 | Slot Level 1 | Eldritch Invocations 2
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"Do the people of Phandalin have more details we could gather about whatever is going on at the graveyard?"
Flyn CopperKettle | Halfing Sorcerer | AC 13 | HP 12/12 | Spell Slots L1 3/3 |
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"Hello, where are you from? We are a helpful group of adventures. You could ask the last guy we saved but he didn't talk much. Maybe we will see him again one day."
Cairn
"Aye. Ye know a dwarf never turns down a stiff drink, nor forgets to share. Where ye from, Gilliam? And how long have you been on the road by yourself?"
(Also insight check this dude. Lol) 14
Benjamin D’Avignon
Gilliam is a bit surprised by the spiteful look, seeing as the other people here seem to be quite friendly, nonetheless he continues:
"Oh fellow adventurers? Where are your travels taking you at the moment? And to answer your question, my Halfling friend, I hail from Greenest, in the Sword Coast. I've been on the road for about 9 months now, most of the time spend with other people on the road, taking the odd mercenary job here and there to keep my belly full, my axe sharp and the people in the area safe & happy."
Ree'lyn | Drow | Warlock | Level 2 | AC 15 | HP 18/18 | Cantrips Known 2 | Spells Known 3 | Spell Slots 2/2 | Slot Level 1 | Eldritch Invocations 2
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"How convenient, good doer. After so many ambushes we have just gone through. Certainly you are not with them." Ree'lyn keeps the voice tune in clear sarcasm, without taking his eyes from the newcomer making sure he has got the road dirt on himself and is as needy as he claims to be.