Varendiel 

A Kingdom in Need of Saviors from it's own dark plague. We set our adventure HERE in this kingdom. Well, Not ACTUALLY Here. More or Less on a road to the Kingdom. Currently riding on a small wagon, Drawn by two horses. 

You all had been sent by your own reasons, and that fact people hired you, to go to Varendiel and help solve this small problem. Of course, Throughout your life people have asked for your help with spiritual problems. Now have those problems ALWAYS been solved? No. BUT have they been tried? Yes, Yes they have. Now Go Forth good Exorcists. and cleanse the kingdom of it's spirits! And if you fail it's no need to cry. You already have their money.

Nestor's gaze seemed blank and his face was rough and marked by restless hunting for ghosts he has seen for years. They all deserve rest, good or bad.
He propped his arms on his knees and twisted his hands in front of his face
He mumbled to himself "a new day and new restless souls longing for peace - or needing to be helped to peace. Let's see what awaits us this time."

"It is quite possible that the recent upsurge in otherworldly activity has a root cause," Thaddeus said, looking up from the book he was reading. "My calculations on the matter are inconclusive, but I am in the process of elucidating a hypothesis on the matter." Elyndor poked their ethereal head up through the pages of the opened book, then floated over to "perch" on Thaddeus' shoulder. They looked like a little floating white handkerchief with blue smokey energy emitting from below. 

"I do wish I had a more reliable connection to the ethereal plane," they said in their hollow-sounding voice.

"Irregardless," Thaddeus continued, "I'm hoping to gather more readings in Varendiel to bolster my theories."

As you all are being drawn on the wagon you all notice the great kingdom of Varendiel beginning to peak over the horizon. The kingdom itself even from far away if adorned with jewels and gold of the roofs of the buildings. Soon after seeing this you lot are dropped off at the entrance of the kingdom. Only to see little to no one in the streets of the kingdom.

"Glad to see they rolled out the welcome wagon," Thaddeus says. "Elyndor, why don't you do a little reconnaissance."

He turns to his companions. "Should we see if we can find an official to point us towards our employer?"

(Alright, Thaddues would you like to make a perception check to see what Elyndor Spots?)

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(Alrighty) Elyndor spots people closing the door's and windows immediately as they here ANYTHING at all.

With the warm welcome, all that's missing is the red carpet, laughed the monk.
Let's just walk down the street. Apparently we're already attracting attention anyway. Someone will chat us up

Thaddeus shrugs and follows along.

Waking up from the back of the wagon, Kelkman looks around and see the others already walking away. 

"Hey!" he yells "Wait for me! " he says as he picks up his gear and walks towards to the others. "Why didn't you said we were here?" he says to Thaddeus " and... where is here again?" he says looking around while finihing putting on his jacket.

"There will be miracles, when you believe..." a groggy voice came out shortly after Kelkman, singing a song with religious connotations that were highly inappropriate to a land infested with evil spirits such as Varendiel.

At least, that's what they were told.

The voice belonged to a creature of massive bulk, man-like in silhouette but upon closer examination was highly porcine. Or in other words, a pig-man who was a good head and shoulders above the normal human sized people. With a massive hand he grabs a peculiar looking backpack with all sorts of mechanical parts sticking out.

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"Hey!" he yells "Wait for me! " he says as he picks up his gear and walks towards to the others. "Why didn't you said we were here?" he says to Thaddeus " and... where is here again?" he says looking around while finihing putting on his jacket.

The larger figure gave him a jolly pat on the shoulder.

"Where are we? We are in a land of opportunity, Doctor!" he flashed a grin of what were actually pretty well-kept teeth behind his snout.

The familiar, expectant look from the pig-man indicated was waiting for him to be called 'Doctor' back.

Nestor stops, arms folded, and yells back

"Hurry up - Varendiel rolls out the red carpet and you'll miss out on the welcome drinks"

As you all arrive in Varendiel, it is rather apparent to you all. 

There is not a single person in the streets. 

The only place that has life is a strange shop off to the right.

Nestor looks around slowly and inspects the surrounding buildings (perception 9 )

Looks like the only building here that isn't barricading itself at our pretty sight is over there and points with his finger on the store to the right 

Maybe we should  say Hello?

"Welcome drinks? Oh man, I'm in!"

Surprisingly quick for someone his size, the pig-like man joins Nestor at scoping out the town, two big hands on top of his shoulders.

"Hey man, I don't know if you caught my name back there, but I'm Dr. Crassus," he said, "Me and Dr. Kelkman over there, we got your backs little bros. Don't worry when they 'barricade' all like that. They're old money, showing off all their riches on their roofs but quick to part with it."

The 'Dr.' seemed to be one of those who didn't have much of a filter but was sincere with wanting to help out.

Regardless, an investigation or history check to get more info about the town (same mod)? 6

((LOL, off to a great start))

(Who hired us and what was the “job”? Also, I assumed we all knew each other already. Or do we work for some larger organization?”)

(I also assumed we already knew each other somehow :D)

(If it makes you feel more comfortable to assume we already know each other then feel free to do it that way. I, the player behind the character, don't really know you and would like to do so organically through improv and rp but if you want to play it out as 'hey we already know each other already', then feel free to play it up 🙂)