Tessa flashes a smile at Kierro's greeting. She says, "Yes, I do feel something calling me to the East. It is all very exciting. Don't you think so? Perhaps we will learn more about ourselves and our predicament." She nods to some of the others. In particular she looks for Naivara, Sylcan, Vilana, and the human woman.
"Ya, but right after we check out those crates the adventures found and explain it to the Lionshield's owner," Naivara says again, "it doesn't feel right to leave that job only half-done."
Tessa's lips form a petulant pout. She looks at the two, "Very well. And then afterwards we travel East, yes?" Tessa whistles a dancing tune under her breath.
"Yep! I promise," she says, before looking to the rest of their growing group, "do you know where these adventurers are so we can go and ask them about the supplies?"
Clutching his chest, Leto shook the grayness from his vision. The room he stood in now hung heavy with dust and seemed filled with rubble and rat droppings. Looking around cautiously, he thought this may have, at one point, been two rooms, but a wall looked to have fallen, making it a larger space. He had no clue how he had gotten here, wherever this was. The last he recalled was the rift in the redbrand hideout, and the two thugs he was fighting. The battle had been quick and bloody, but he had fallen to one of the thug's blade. He recalled the ring then and, glancing to his hand, saw it firmly on his finger, as if it belonged no where else. Looking over his body, he saw no signs of the wounds he had taken in that battle. He was naked again though, only the ring on his finger to show for any of what had happened before. Leto felt his attention get tugged then, and he turned to face an area near what would have been the corner of the wall, if it had not fallen who knew how long ago. The sense was the same as the ring had been, pulling him towards it, some sense telling him he must find what was under that rubble at any cost.
Sitting up in the bed he puts his right tattood hand to his head ((Thinker pose)) to calm a slight headache. Looking around the room he sees little other than rubble, perhaps there is something under it. ((Investigation to look there, and around the room 12)) After digging through the rubble he'll slowly look around the room for doors or windows to see if there is anything around the area. ((perception 8)) He takes his time to listen as well. If he remembers the thugs... they likely remember him. And he'd rather not meet them again.
After only a little digging you unearth a large chest. The lid has a lock on it, but it looks rusted enough that, even if you ahd a key it wouldn't work. You think the only way you are opening it is with a rock, luckily there a lot of those around here. After bashing the lock open you lift the lid. Immediatly your eyes are pulled to a pile of cloth, which you reach in and grab.
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You remember Honor. You know her as a warrior that you rarely saw eye-to-eye with, even with the somewhat sameness of your demonic blood. You remember fighting alongside her, but, more often, fighting against her in less-than-friendly situations. You would not call her your enemy, but she would also be a far cry from an ally. You were closer at the start of your relationship, sparring and testing each other's metal. as you grew older though the differences in your worldly outlook put more and more distance between you, until you found yourself more often than not on the opposite sides of a fight.
As Mylene is unsure who are Erased and who are random adventurers and locals they have befriended, she approaches the largest group of them in town and asks bluntly, “Who all woke up with no memories yesterday? I know of a few of you, and I know there are others. I am one as well. I propose we all coordinate and share notes, as it were.”
"I hope it's not too far from town -- I was hoping to exchange something we'd find in the goblins' hideout for my shield with Higgul. Hopefully there might be something to trade wherever this pull is from, but if it's very far away, I don't want him thinking I've given up and left."
"No worries there." Higgul speaks up then, stepping onto the main street from the side street running north. "I am here and wouldn't dream of missing out on accompanying you." He nods to the others as he takes his place near Honor.
As you enter the Lionshield Coster you find the lady shopkeep standing over a line of crates. She looks pleased and excited, clearly going through the items. Glancing up she sees you at the door.
"Guess this saved you lot some work." She says with a grin. "No worries though, my agreement with you is settled. I only asked you to find my stuff, not even to bring it back, and here it is. Nice and found." She grins at Latrious. "Do you need something from the shop, or were you just stopping by to check in?"
"My thanks. I just came by to make sure everything was settled. But, while I'm here, could I trouble you for a shortsword? I only have 9 gold, but I could throw in this dagger as well."
To Honor:
"Aye, we'll get you your shield. I still have the two remaining gold pieces that didn't divide evenly, if everyone was in agreement we could put those towards your shield, perhaps."
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Honor grins. "Good to see you," she says to Higgul."It sounds like another party took care of the goblins last night, but once we've tied up a few loose ends here we're headed east."
Once you have relived your memory of Honor you come back to yourself kneeling over the chest. Looking inside you realize there is much more inside than just the cloak, which is what you have discovered the item you first touched to be. You sense something about some of the items, a sensation of familiarity, not a pull, like the cloak had been, but a sameness to the cloak. As if they have the same effect the cloak had on you, but you don't know what that might mean. Regardless you go through the chest. There is a wand, a small box with two lenses in it, bracers with archery designs on them, a set of boots, and a small pouch. These items give off that same 'sameness' feel. Also in the chest you find a set of chainmail, rusty but serviceable, scraps of rotted away cloth, and some coins. There is 39 GP in coin in the chest.
Once done you look around and spot a door along one wall, that must lead somewhere other than here.
After a brief, but through searching of what she did remember, Naivara requests a backpack, bedroll, rope, mess kit, tinderbox, waterskin and 2 days rations, trusting her own abilities to be able to forage for food to not need any more. (Total of 5 gold, 9 silver if I did my math correctly.)
"My thanks. I just came by to make sure everything was settled. But, while I'm here, could I trouble you for a shortsword? I only have 9 gold, but I could throw in this dagger as well."
To Honor:
"Aye, we'll get you your shield. I still have the two remaining gold pieces that didn't divide evenly, if everyone was in agreement we could put those towards your shield, perhaps."
"Sure." The shopkeep agrees. "Don't worry about the dagger, we'll call it at 9 gold." She hands over the blade requested and takes the gold in payment.
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Once you have relived your memory of Honor you come back to yourself kneeling over the chest. Looking inside you realize there is much more inside than just the cloak, which is what you have discovered the item you first touched to be. You sense something about some of the items, a sensation of familiarity, not a pull, like the cloak had been, but a sameness to the cloak. As if they have the same effect the cloak had on you, but you don't know what that might mean. Regardless you go through the chest. There is a wand, a small box with two lenses in it, bracers with archery designs on them, a set of boots, and a small pouch. These items give off that same 'sameness' feel. Also in the chest you find a set of chainmail, rusty but serviceable, scraps of rotted away cloth, and some coins. There is 39 GP in coin in the chest.
Once done you look around and spot a door along one wall, that must lead somewhere other than here.
((I'll just mark the wand/bracers/lenses/boots in my inv as extra, since I'm not sure what they are exactly. What kind of pouch? Empty for coins? Or component? Or other?))
Leto puts the clothing and cloak on, feeling better having some cover over his body. Looking around the room, and seeing no backpack, but not wanting to leave things behind when he had nothing, and still knows nothing of where he came, he puts on the bracers, boots, and chainmail, though all are uncomfortable, at least they are his. The wand and lenses he puts into a pocket, goes to the door and peers out to see if anyone, or anything, is around. perception 16
As Mylene is unsure who are Erased and who are random adventurers and locals they have befriended, she approaches the largest group of them in town and asks bluntly, “Who all woke up with no memories yesterday? I know of a few of you, and I know there are others. I am one as well. I propose we all coordinate and share notes, as it were.”
Mylene approaches “Tessa and crew” with this question.
Mylene Durza
”Well? While it stands to reason that some of you are a mixture of memory wiped people, and others they have befriended, I assume there may be more among you who were victims of this curse? I know of at least three others. Four of us afflicted with the same memory malady is odd enough, but if there are more, and if we can all find one another, we can begin pooling our efforts and maybe get some answers,” Mylene adds.
”Let’s see... me, you, Naivara, Latrius, Honor, Tessa, that’s six.” Kierro says. He looks to Walter and Higgul. “I- I don’t think I talked to either of you. And...” Kierro looks toward Sylcan and Vilana. “I don’t think I’ve formally met you two, either. I remember seeing you earlier yesterday; apologies to you four for not introducing myself.”
Naivara, to Honor:
"Don't worry, I understand," Naivara says, "I'll help you get your shield back."
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Honor
"I appreciate that," Honor says with a smile. "I suppose we're also not in a time crunch, if it comes down to it."
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Tessa and Crew
Tessa flashes a smile at Kierro's greeting. She says, "Yes, I do feel something calling me to the East. It is all very exciting. Don't you think so? Perhaps we will learn more about ourselves and our predicament." She nods to some of the others. In particular she looks for Naivara, Sylcan, Vilana, and the human woman.
Naivara, to Tessa:
"Ya, but right after we check out those crates the adventures found and explain it to the Lionshield's owner," Naivara says again, "it doesn't feel right to leave that job only half-done."
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Tessa's lips form a petulant pout. She looks at the two, "Very well. And then afterwards we travel East, yes?" Tessa whistles a dancing tune under her breath.
Naivara:
"Yep! I promise," she says, before looking to the rest of their growing group, "do you know where these adventurers are so we can go and ask them about the supplies?"
Elra Skylash - Human Cleric | Vanzaren Tanidoni - Half Elf Wizard
Mindartis Liadon - Eladrin Barbarian | Naivara Siannodel - Half Elf Ranger
Arrila Evenwood - Half Elf Paladin | Callaphe of Setessa - Human Rogue
Katernin Nemetsk - Aasimar Cleric | Melody - Tiefling Bard
After only a little digging you unearth a large chest. The lid has a lock on it, but it looks rusted enough that, even if you ahd a key it wouldn't work. You think the only way you are opening it is with a rock, luckily there a lot of those around here. After bashing the lock open you lift the lid. Immediatly your eyes are pulled to a pile of cloth, which you reach in and grab.
DM Random: 5
You remember Honor. You know her as a warrior that you rarely saw eye-to-eye with, even with the somewhat sameness of your demonic blood. You remember fighting alongside her, but, more often, fighting against her in less-than-friendly situations. You would not call her your enemy, but she would also be a far cry from an ally. You were closer at the start of your relationship, sparring and testing each other's metal. as you grew older though the differences in your worldly outlook put more and more distance between you, until you found yourself more often than not on the opposite sides of a fight.
Mylene Durza
As Mylene is unsure who are Erased and who are random adventurers and locals they have befriended, she approaches the largest group of them in town and asks bluntly, “Who all woke up with no memories yesterday? I know of a few of you, and I know there are others. I am one as well. I propose we all coordinate and share notes, as it were.”
"No worries there." Higgul speaks up then, stepping onto the main street from the side street running north. "I am here and wouldn't dream of missing out on accompanying you." He nods to the others as he takes his place near Honor.
Latrious...
As you enter the Lionshield Coster you find the lady shopkeep standing over a line of crates. She looks pleased and excited, clearly going through the items. Glancing up she sees you at the door.
"Guess this saved you lot some work." She says with a grin. "No worries though, my agreement with you is settled. I only asked you to find my stuff, not even to bring it back, and here it is. Nice and found." She grins at Latrious. "Do you need something from the shop, or were you just stopping by to check in?"
Naivara:
Regardless if anyone comes with her or not, Naivara also goes to Lionshield to purchase supplies for the road with what little money she has.
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Arrila Evenwood - Half Elf Paladin | Callaphe of Setessa - Human Rogue
Katernin Nemetsk - Aasimar Cleric | Melody - Tiefling Bard
Latrius:
Latrius nods at the shopkeep.
"My thanks. I just came by to make sure everything was settled. But, while I'm here, could I trouble you for a shortsword? I only have 9 gold, but I could throw in this dagger as well."
To Honor:
"Aye, we'll get you your shield. I still have the two remaining gold pieces that didn't divide evenly, if everyone was in agreement we could put those towards your shield, perhaps."
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Honor
Honor grins. "Good to see you," she says to Higgul. "It sounds like another party took care of the goblins last night, but once we've tied up a few loose ends here we're headed east."
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Leto...
Once you have relived your memory of Honor you come back to yourself kneeling over the chest. Looking inside you realize there is much more inside than just the cloak, which is what you have discovered the item you first touched to be. You sense something about some of the items, a sensation of familiarity, not a pull, like the cloak had been, but a sameness to the cloak. As if they have the same effect the cloak had on you, but you don't know what that might mean. Regardless you go through the chest. There is a wand, a small box with two lenses in it, bracers with archery designs on them, a set of boots, and a small pouch. These items give off that same 'sameness' feel. Also in the chest you find a set of chainmail, rusty but serviceable, scraps of rotted away cloth, and some coins. There is 39 GP in coin in the chest.
Once done you look around and spot a door along one wall, that must lead somewhere other than here.
Naivara:
After a brief, but through searching of what she did remember, Naivara requests a backpack, bedroll, rope, mess kit, tinderbox, waterskin and 2 days rations, trusting her own abilities to be able to forage for food to not need any more. (Total of 5 gold, 9 silver if I did my math correctly.)
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"Sure." The shopkeep agrees. "Don't worry about the dagger, we'll call it at 9 gold." She hands over the blade requested and takes the gold in payment.
Latrius:
Latrius nods in thanks. He suddenly grows more serious.
"My thanks. If you ever need help of any sort I can provide—all you need to do is ask."
He'll then wait for the others on the outskirts of town, assuming no one attempts conversation.
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Leto
((I'll just mark the wand/bracers/lenses/boots in my inv as extra, since I'm not sure what they are exactly. What kind of pouch? Empty for coins? Or component? Or other?))
Leto puts the clothing and cloak on, feeling better having some cover over his body. Looking around the room, and seeing no backpack, but not wanting to leave things behind when he had nothing, and still knows nothing of where he came, he puts on the bracers, boots, and chainmail, though all are uncomfortable, at least they are his. The wand and lenses he puts into a pocket, goes to the door and peers out to see if anyone, or anything, is around. perception 16
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Mylene approaches “Tessa and crew” with this question.
Mylene Durza
”Well? While it stands to reason that some of you are a mixture of memory wiped people, and others they have befriended, I assume there may be more among you who were victims of this curse? I know of at least three others. Four of us afflicted with the same memory malady is odd enough, but if there are more, and if we can all find one another, we can begin pooling our efforts and maybe get some answers,” Mylene adds.
”Let’s see... me, you, Naivara, Latrius, Honor, Tessa, that’s six.” Kierro says. He looks to Walter and Higgul. “I- I don’t think I talked to either of you. And...” Kierro looks toward Sylcan and Vilana. “I don’t think I’ve formally met you two, either. I remember seeing you earlier yesterday; apologies to you four for not introducing myself.”