I never did. I wasn't with this place at the time . I'm not sure about Cloud . I suppose I can ask Mr Russell about that, he may have some extra information on it than I would. * takes a swig of ale * i dislike going into situations blind , but then again getting blind sided on the streets of Baulder's Gate isn't something new either.
Mr Russell just happened to be passing by "Actually, Lord Neverember sent those new mattresses to the three that saved him. The return address on the invoice was Brandarthall over in the Sea Ward."
Yevis asks "But who did the fireball? That doesn't sound like a useful spell for a kidnapping or theft."
I'm still not sure on who did the fireball Yevis. My guess is is that whoever did it is the one who got away
From the Investigation clues page, hyperlink for it at the bottom of post #1:
"Random witness statement: "I tell you, it was not a man. More like a puppet shaped like a man. A puppet without strings. It was on the rooftop. It hurled something into the crowd below that caused the explosion. I saw those halflings burned alive! I saw them!"
Ooc - it's only mid afternoon currently. Plenty of time for a trip.
I think once I'm done with this meal and ale I shall head to Brandartfal in the Seaward to find this Lord Ranaer for a bit of information concerning the matter.
Mr Russell just happened to be passing by "Actually, Lord Neverember sent those new mattresses to the three that saved him. The return address on the invoice was Brandarthall over in the Sea Ward."
Yevis asks "But who did the fireball? That doesn't sound like a useful spell for a kidnapping or theft."
I'm still not sure on who did the fireball Yevis. My guess is is that whoever did it is the one who got away
From the Investigation clues page, hyperlink for it at the bottom of post #1:
"Random witness statement: "I tell you, it was not a man. More like a puppet shaped like a man. A puppet without strings. It was on the rooftop. It hurled something into the crowd below that caused the explosion. I saw those halflings burned alive! I saw them!"
Ooc - it's only mid afternoon currently. Plenty of time for a trip.
Yevis "A puppet? That sounds like some kind of golem or construct. Could be a nimblewright, we deal with those a lot over at the House of Inspired Hands."
Yevis "It's a roughly humanoid shaped construct, made out of wood or metal. Magically imbued with various levels of Intelligence. You could put clothes on one and nobody would notice it was a construct, as long as it doesn't come under much scrutiny."
"They can be made to do many tasks, even sword work. I've never heard of one that could cast spells though."
"I don't have much experience with them yet, but Valetta over at the House would know much more."
*jumps slightly startled* My apologies, my mind wandered off. Other than hearing the name from previous members, I'm afraid I have no prior knowledge of this Ranaer. Sounds like a good time to stretch go wandering and inquire about him though.
Lord neveremeber has a son that still lives here? Now this is new news . Would you know where to find this Ranaer?
Yevis "Didn't you say y'all rescued him?"
I never did. I wasn't with this place at the time . I'm not sure about Cloud . I suppose I can ask Mr Russell about that, he may have some extra information on it than I would. * takes a swig of ale * i dislike going into situations blind , but then again getting blind sided on the streets of Baulder's Gate isn't something new either.
Mr Russell just happened to be passing by "Actually, Lord Neverember sent those new mattresses to the three that saved him. The return address on the invoice was Brandarthall over in the Sea Ward."
Yevis asks "But who did the fireball? That doesn't sound like a useful spell for a kidnapping or theft."
Thank you Mr Russell. I'll see about stopping by there after tomorrow's plans are through.
I'm still not sure on who did the fireball Yevis. My guess is is that whoever did it is the one who got away
I'm thinking this Floxin fellow might be the possible individual with the gem or at least has some knowledge on it.
From the Investigation clues page, hyperlink for it at the bottom of post #1:
"Random witness statement:
"I tell you, it was not a man. More like a puppet shaped like a man. A puppet without strings. It was on the rooftop. It hurled something into the crowd below that caused the explosion. I saw those halflings burned alive! I saw them!"
Ooc - it's only mid afternoon currently. Plenty of time for a trip.
Ooc: did not realize it was so early
I think once I'm done with this meal and ale I shall head to Brandartfal in the Seaward to find this Lord Ranaer for a bit of information concerning the matter.
But do you answer his question differently?
Ooc: yes
There was a puppet on rooftop according to some witnesses . It hurled the fireball or whatever it was that exploded
Ooc - finally!
Yevis "A puppet? That sounds like some kind of golem or construct. Could be a nimblewright, we deal with those a lot over at the House of Inspired Hands."
What is a nimblewright, Yevis?
Yevis "It's a roughly humanoid shaped construct, made out of wood or metal. Magically imbued with various levels of Intelligence. You could put clothes on one and nobody would notice it was a construct, as long as it doesn't come under much scrutiny."
"They can be made to do many tasks, even sword work. I've never heard of one that could cast spells though."
"I don't have much experience with them yet, but Valetta over at the House would know much more."
Maybe we should speak with your friend Valetta first, then see Lord Ranaer
Yevis "Sure, I'll introduce you to her."
Thank you Yevis. Cloud are you interested in going as well?
Nudge her to see if she isn't passing out from too much drink
*jumps slightly startled* My apologies, my mind wandered off. Other than hearing the name from previous members, I'm afraid I have no prior knowledge of this Ranaer. Sounds like a good time to stretch go wandering and inquire about him though.
*downs rest of ale and gets up to stretch*
Arthur finishes his ale and gets ready to head on over to the house of inspired hands