"Come on Ink... let's get going there. I know when I got the news about my grandpa I would have been very angry if they had waited to tell me. I also think they kinda know already." Marav sighs.
Marav follows him solemnly. This type of news breaking hits home a little close. Shortly before meeting the party for the first time he lost his grand father who had raised him.
// Since the party is splitting, I just need to know where Rip is going—if he's following one of the two parties or doing his own thing. //
Flint and Angel make their way northwest to the Talking Troll (T12). Before they get there, they notice the drunk priest stumbling around the horse stables of the Cart & Coin (T8). He has bits of straw in his greying hair and in his disheveled clothes—he's obviously just spent the night in the stables.
Meanwhile Ink and Marav head south to the Triboar Arms (T16). The taproom is open and serving breakfast. The only patrons are Remman and Tyber Hysstryn, who are sitting across the bar from a Calishite half-elf. The half-elf, clad in leathers and armed with several daggers and a shortsword. A longbow, emblazoned with the symbol of the Emerald Enclave just above the grip, leans against the bar next to her as she eats her beans with fried bread.
Remman and Tyber are drinking pale-colored ale and eating some sort of cold meat pie, and don't see you come in. The proprietor waves you over, and if you approach he'll ask if you want a full breakfast.
//Are we near the brothers, AFAIK I still have the bones wrapped in a blanket.//
// Wait, I just re-read this, are you saying that you're carrying his bones around? //
Ink, about to say something to Marav, notices that he's carrying a blanket. Ink approaches and peeks in at it and suddenly stands rigid, whispering, "Marav - take this to Darathra right now. Do NOT say word. Just, please, take it to Darathra right now without saying anything. Go straight there. I'll be following shortly with the family. I know you're doing right by you - but they have different cultural traditions."
Ink will not move any closer to the brothers or the barman, until Marav leaves (if he leaves).
//I wrapped them up and picked them up carefully, a few people seemed shocked, but no one told me to put them down, so yup. I have the dudes bones wrapped in a blanket and was about to present them to the brothers.//
"Ok, Ink if you think that is the best thing. They need to know. They have a right to deal with this how they see fit." Marav sighs and goes to Darathra as his magic using companion (who is NOT a wizard) asked him to do.
Ink places a hand on Marav's shoulder as he leaves, "You did good and they will be told - just, this isn't the best place or time to present them. Thank you, Marav."
Ink waits a a couple of rounds after Marav leaves before turning around, then...
// If Rip is with Ink // "Rip, how about we buy a round for the brothers and tell them what we know."
OR
// If Rip is not with Ink, and as Ink has no money of his own... // Ink approaches the brothers, and quietly says, "Gentlemen, sorry to bother you - you might remember me from earlier this morning. I just came from the Lord Protector's tower, and I have some news... do you have a moment?"
"Oh, there he is. HEY! Excuse Me? Mr.Priest we'd like to talk to you."
Angel says as he moves to be in front of the priest.
"Hrmmawhat?" The priest looks at you bleary-eyed and squinting, holding his free hand up in front of his face as if everything in front of him is painful to look at. "Not s' loud, pleash. Too bright n' too loud." His other hand is firmly planted on the wood siding of the Cart and Coin, for balance. Even so, he is swaying quite a bit.
Ink waits a a couple of rounds after Marav leaves before turning around, then...
// If Rip is with Ink // "Rip, how about we buy a round for the brothers and tell them what we know."
OR
// If Rip is not with Ink, and as Ink has no money of his own... // Ink approaches the brothers, and quietly says, "Gentlemen, sorry to bother you - you might remember me from earlier this morning. I just came from the Lord Protector's tower, and I have some news... do you have a moment?"
// Either way... //
They turn around as you speak and incline their heads in recognition. "Yes, we just spoke with you about our brother," says Remman. He gestures at the empty seats next to them. "Please, join us, our treat. I insist."
"Oh, okay. Well, Mr. Priest, I'm Angel and this is Flint. We're here, on behalf of the Lord Protector of Triboar, to request your help in solving a crime. The suspect has gone a little, crazy I guess is the word, and we need someone with some restorative magic to help us get her back to normal in order to figure out exactly what happened."
They turn around as you speak and incline their heads in recognition. "Yes, we just spoke with you about our brother," says Remman. He gestures at the empty seats next to them. "Please, join us, our treat. I insist."
"Thank you, I (we) are very gracious for the offer." After a pause, "Perhaps this isn't the best of time to bring it up, but as pointed out by my (our) compatriot Marav, it's better to be quick and forthcoming about unfortunate." Taking a breath in, "I am truly sorry, but your brother Mirak has passed away."
"Worst of all, current evidence points the suspect as his widow, Tolmara, although nothing is absolutely conclusive until Lord Darathra says so. Tolamara is currently in custody at the Lord Protector's tower. We are trying to source a priest that can cure her of her insanity so that we can better interrogate her."
"Regarding your Mirak's remains, they are currently on their way to the Lord Protector's, as well, for safe keeping until you, his brothers, decide what to do with them."
"If you have additional questions, I may be able to answer some, but our knowledge is still limited as it is an ongoing investigation. I can only imagine how difficult this is for you both, but I hope that it could also bring you some measure of closure."
"Oh, okay. Well, Mr. Priest, I'm Angel and this is Flint. We're here, on behalf of the Lord Protector of Triboar, to request your help in solving a crime. The suspect has gone a little, crazy I guess is the word, and we need someone with some restorative magic to help us get her back to normal in order to figure out exactly what happened."
Angel says quieter.
"Slow down, shllow down," the priest says. "Too much talking. Toooo much going on. I don't even know you people-hic," he hiccups. "Need to find my...pack..." he says in a belatedly urgent manner, as he start patting himself all over, trying to locate the non-existent pack.
"Thank you, I (we) are very gracious for the offer." After a pause, "Perhaps this isn't the best of time to bring it up, but as pointed out by my (our) compatriot Marav, it's better to be quick and forthcoming about unfortunate." Taking a breath in, "I am truly sorry, but your brother Mirak has passed away."
"Worst of all, current evidence points the suspect as his widow, Tolmara, although nothing is absolutely conclusive until Lord Darathra says so. Tolamara is currently in custody at the Lord Protector's tower. We are trying to source a priest that can cure her of her insanity so that we can better interrogate her."
"Regarding your Mirak's remains, they are currently on their way to the Lord Protector's, as well, for safe keeping until you, his brothers, decide what to do with them."
"If you have additional questions, I may be able to answer some, but our knowledge is still limited as it is an ongoing investigation. I can only imagine how difficult this is for you both, but I hope that it could also bring you some measure of closure."
Tyber begins to withdraw the money he was going to use to pay for your meal and Remman regards you with a baffled expression, as you make your explanation.
"Come on Ink... let's get going there. I know when I got the news about my grandpa I would have been very angry if they had waited to tell me. I also think they kinda know already." Marav sighs.
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"Thanks." Ink begins to make his way to the Triboar Arms."Thanks," Ink says to the guard, before turning to Marav and saying, "Agreed." He begins the walk to the Triboar Arms.
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Marav follows him solemnly. This type of news breaking hits home a little close. Shortly before meeting the party for the first time he lost his grand father who had raised him.
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DM - Stormpoint Mountains :: A Critical Role Adventure ( Map of Trunau )
// Since the party is splitting, I just need to know where Rip is going—if he's following one of the two parties or doing his own thing. //
Flint and Angel make their way northwest to the Talking Troll (T12). Before they get there, they notice the drunk priest stumbling around the horse stables of the Cart & Coin (T8). He has bits of straw in his greying hair and in his disheveled clothes—he's obviously just spent the night in the stables.
Meanwhile Ink and Marav head south to the Triboar Arms (T16). The taproom is open and serving breakfast. The only patrons are Remman and Tyber Hysstryn, who are sitting across the bar from a Calishite half-elf. The half-elf, clad in leathers and armed with several daggers and a shortsword. A longbow, emblazoned with the symbol of the Emerald Enclave just above the grip, leans against the bar next to her as she eats her beans with fried bread.
Remman and Tyber are drinking pale-colored ale and eating some sort of cold meat pie, and don't see you come in. The proprietor waves you over, and if you approach he'll ask if you want a full breakfast.
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//I wrapped them up and picked them up carefully, a few people seemed shocked, but no one told me to put them down, so yup. I have the dudes bones wrapped in a blanket and was about to present them to the brothers.//
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DM - Stormpoint Mountains :: A Critical Role Adventure ( Map of Trunau )
"Ok, Ink if you think that is the best thing. They need to know. They have a right to deal with this how they see fit." Marav sighs and goes to Darathra as his magic using companion (who is NOT a wizard) asked him to do.
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DM - Stormpoint Mountains :: A Critical Role Adventure ( Map of Trunau )
Ink places a hand on Marav's shoulder as he leaves, "You did good and they will be told - just, this isn't the best place or time to present them. Thank you, Marav."
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"People are just confusing sometimes, can't wait until we are out of the city where things make more sense." Marav sighs.
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DM - Stormpoint Mountains :: A Critical Role Adventure ( Map of Trunau )
"Oh, there he is. HEY! Excuse Me? Mr.Priest we'd like to talk to you."
Angel says as he moves to be in front of the priest.
Ink waits a a couple of rounds after Marav leaves before turning around, then...
// If Rip is with Ink // "Rip, how about we buy a round for the brothers and tell them what we know."
OR
// If Rip is not with Ink, and as Ink has no money of his own... // Ink approaches the brothers, and quietly says, "Gentlemen, sorry to bother you - you might remember me from earlier this morning. I just came from the Lord Protector's tower, and I have some news... do you have a moment?"
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Core City: APbPA - Ormond, Human Twilight Cleric
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"Oh, okay. Well, Mr. Priest, I'm Angel and this is Flint. We're here, on behalf of the Lord Protector of Triboar, to request your help in solving a crime. The suspect has gone a little, crazy I guess is the word, and we need someone with some restorative magic to help us get her back to normal in order to figure out exactly what happened."
Angel says quieter.
//sorry was out watching STAR WARS!! was good// Rip goes with Angel and Flint as convincing someone is harder then giving bad news
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//Easier than giving them the news while literally carrying in the dead body with you. I so love having an 8 charisma//
Marav(Druid/Ranger) -Storm Kings ThunderDontontion(Rogue/Warlock) - Storm Kings Thunder
DM - Stormpoint Mountains :: A Critical Role Adventure ( Map of Trunau )
Storm King's Thunder - Ink, Elven Bladesinging Wizard
Core City: APbPA - Ormond, Human Twilight Cleric
The Inferno - BG:Dia - DM
They keep me rollin'
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Current: Eogard Duramastar, Human Twilight Cleric/Star Druid | Eiren Lathrana, Shadar-Kai Eldritch Knight/Bladesinger | Arugula, Rabbitfolk Armorer
Survivor: CrispyDM's Saltmarsh as Syltra | SarcasticFury's Strahd as Hadrian Frozenspark | Forge of Fury as The DM
DM - Storm King's Thunder PbP | Yet Another Storm King's Thunder PbP
Current: Eogard Duramastar, Human Twilight Cleric/Star Druid | Eiren Lathrana, Shadar-Kai Eldritch Knight/Bladesinger | Arugula, Rabbitfolk Armorer
Survivor: CrispyDM's Saltmarsh as Syltra | SarcasticFury's Strahd as Hadrian Frozenspark | Forge of Fury as The DM