Justin Webber (DM) Fort Saturday November 12th, 2005 9:55:19 PM
The group slowly moves out of the portal area with the books and such. waiting for you is a pair of dwarves who salute and smiles broadly, "Nice to see you all back and okay. I hope you didn't find anything to bad down there or so."
The group is now free to do as they wish, the dwarves and elves who came with you have all now spread out and started to work on the fort.
Sometime before night would fall a elf comes to meet with the group, "Everyone, we would like to meet tomorrow in the throne room area and talk over everything. For now everone should rest and we will continue working on this and that throughout the night. We have also contacted a older mage who will come and help with his magic."
Sir Henri Sunday November 13th, 2005 9:32:11 AM
"Oh! That is wonderful I'll see to it that we have enought Food." sait Henri.
Marek (Sub Ceil) Sunday November 13th, 2005 9:36:19 AM
"HMM! That is very good news." Marek said," Can you tell me more about this Mage??" Marek waits for an answer.
Hart Monday November 14th, 2005 1:51:15 AM
Hart wanders off, finds Loran and moves to Hart's Grove to begin cleansing and blessing it.
(OOC: Can Hart tell if the Circle has a Hallow spell permenently cast in it?)
Sir Henri Monday November 14th, 2005 3:16:21 PM
"I don't know, 'Lil Friend , I'm a seventh level Paladin, But if I pray for it mybe my god will grant it to me? let me go to my room and try my best for the spell of Hallow." henri tell hart. The paladin goes to his room and pray for the Spell of Hallow to help his Satyr.
Fern d20+5=14 Monday November 14th, 2005 8:48:48 PM
Fern starts helping get the books back to the manor. Once everyone is back in the manor Fern will try to draw a map of the place they just were in.
craft cartography: 14 first try second try take 20 for 25
ooc: justin I want a map so she can sneak off by herself to explore some more later.
Justin Webber (DM) Fort Monday November 14th, 2005 10:46:55 PM
The group gathers above in the fort and speaks of what they found and the dwarves even offer to take the books and look them over with the elves to decide if they contain anything of interesting. Reminding the group if any complaints arise that they will all be living here together so to not think this as them taking info from the group.
Henri goes off to check on food and such and Marek speaks to the dwarves about the elf which they simply shrug and tell him it's a common elf they suppose, just older and more magic power.
Mykell heads off with Hart to the stones outside the fort itself and just talks to Hart about this and that, pulling out a small piece of paper to show Hart a picture of a natural stream cutting through a small garden of flowers looking area with a small bridge across the stream. The stream looks well cared for and even has stones of various colors and polished to shine under the clear water, "I was thinking of making something like this near your stones and with the earths and your blessing. My people meditate in these type of areas, finding the sounds of nature to be comforting and peaceful."
Fern retires to her room to work on a map. (For a take twenty it will take awhile to make a map of the fort, like days since it would be in decent detail, etc. Also this will give me time to play around with this comp and see what I can do for maps.)
Around night time a stranger shows up at the fort also. He is greetings by a few dwarves with axes ready and a large man who was training outside the fort. The large man looks to be a very large man (mainly weight) and sometype of martial artist. (Shegger, you can make a intro post now and everyone welcome Shegger to the game please.)
(OOC:Okay everyone, I handed out and took care of everything but treasure, I plan to make treasure alittle more simple this time to get the game rolling but please take this time to interact and such with each other as your pcs or go into some details of your pc to show more of his/her life style, etc.)
Hart Tuesday November 15th, 2005 1:44:08 AM
"The stream is very nice."
Marek Isentomb Tuesday November 15th, 2005 11:44:36 AM
Marek moves through the fort almost constantly as if memorizing every stone and corridor of the temporary base. Any time he can he brings the attention of the dwarves to siege weapon defense of the fort.
Several times a day, Marek takes to excersise in one of the now emty rooms, Marek having thrown just about everything out to give him space. With borads secured to walls, the grizzled war veteran spends hours moving and spinning about the room. bare fists, knees and head slam rpeatedly aginst the wood. In between he drinks and makes his way with the dwarves mostly. Trading tales and toasts to fallen friends.
The alarm of an approach moves quickly through the small fort and Marek bounds throuh the hall in his fine elven armor towards the main gate. The human makes his way up the gatehouse tower for a better look. "Ho there sranger!" he calls down in a nuetral tone. "Stand and identify yourself!"
Sir Henri Tuesday November 15th, 2005 8:05:21 PM
The paladin is in his room, when he hears some running feet going down the hall. Henri was about to take off his armer, but instead he now grabs his sword and runs after the running feet that lead him to Hart's special place. it is beautiful.
But there stants a strange man, a very large man. The paladin goes to Marek side,asking "Where did this mountain of a man come from?"
Fern Wednesday November 16th, 2005 10:52:36 AM
Fern is in her room working on the map of the wizards place when she hears the commotion. She instantly grabs her bow and peeks out the window listening and watching to see what happens.
Hart Wednesday November 16th, 2005 8:16:04 PM
Hart decides to stay in the Grove for the time being.
Justin Webber (DM) Comment Wednesday November 16th, 2005 8:27:15 PM
Everyone, sorry for not posting yesterday, however I will be contacting Shegger and asking him to make a post since I introduced his character. Also please be aware that the large monk is the man who joined with you that was a sumo, that the other man mentioned is Shegger's pc.
Hart Thursday November 17th, 2005 2:35:00 AM
Hart nods at the newcomers, staying out of the bog man's way and then goes back to what he was doing.
Sir Henri Thursday November 17th, 2005 4:58:55 AM
Henri watches this newcomer with intrest, his movements are well done, "Hmm! I'd hate to be on the other end of those blows." he tell Marek.
Marek Isentomb Thursday November 17th, 2005 9:06:00 AM
Marek nods to Henri, "One of the reasons I learned this weapon. Fighting giants without equalling their reach can be a short fight." Marek gives a sly knowing smile as he says the last part. As if he knows well that either of them could take a mere giant with almost any weapon. Marek waits for the strangers answer, noting with satisfaction that the man outside the fort is being cautios and taking everything in. "The bad guys usually don't" he says to mostly himself.
Roanen Alvair Thursday November 17th, 2005 10:03:30 AM
"Ho, friends!" calls the stranger. "My name is Roanen Alvair. I come in peace. Specifically, this piece here." He pats his stomach, a grin widening on his face.
"If you have hot food to spare, I would be most appreciative." Roanen stands six feet tall, but is very lean. He is clean shaven and dressed in nice attire, something more suited for wandering about a noble's court. He wears simple, but attractive, boots on his feet, and an elegant green cloak. Atop his head sits a wide brimmed hat, black with a fluffy white feather extending from it. The hilt of a rapier protrudes from a sheath on his left hip, a dagger on his right. An unstrung shortbow is tied to the sack on his back.
Marek Isenomb Thursday November 17th, 2005 2:04:33 PM
A very unkempt looking human man leans over from atop the gatehouse left tower. "Roanen Alvair, we shall see." The man turns and shouts down to unseen forces. "Open 'em up!"
Roanen is greeted in the middle of the gatehouse by the same human male. Gruff and unkept is being extraordinarily polite in description. Cleanleness and hygiene have never seemed a concern for him. Dried blood, dirt, road dust and most of his meals of the past few months can be found on his tattered clothes and his overly full beard.
At just under 6 feet and only 170 pounds he is hardly an imposing figure. His face is marked with childhood acne and is dominated by a nose even gnomes might consider large. The only things which seem to receive any attention is his weaponry and armor. A gleaming and well used spiked chain hangs from a belt strap slung side crossed over his beautifully crafted chainmail. A re-curved composite short bow on his left side, a trio of throwing daggers on his right and carefully maintained quiver on his back next to a shabby back pack of cracking leather. A dusty rose stone orbits his unkept hair continuously.
The man extends a hand, "I am Marek Isentomb. Welcome. Let us get you some food and you can share a tale or two of how you came to be out this way."
Justin Webber (DM) Meetings Thursday November 17th, 2005 11:41:49 PM
Mykell spends some time with Hart and walks about looking over the outside area before laying out plans for the stream and small bridge with Hart, "My friend, you know anyway of making this stream without really digging? I don't want to dig and make a stream here if it would cause problems. I think a lake wasn't to far from here that we could connect to to make the stream, the bridge should be easy and I know some places to get the nice polished stones. I would also like to know if you could bless the stream with a prayer or something? My home always said that the waters of these areas were so peaceful because they were blessed." Later Mykell will make his way back into the fort, just in time for the arrival of the new person.
Mykell walks out to greet the new person with Marek. Mykell is dressed in silver colored oriental style armor and carries a katana that is sheathed in one hand. Mykell's black hair is pulled back in a pony tail and his ice blue eyes look to Roanen Alvair before Mykell gives a short bow to the man, his eyes never leaving him, "Welcome to our new home sir. Beowulf granted us this place as a gift and if your here I would guess you too were meant to come here." ----------------------------------------------- The sumo who had traveled with the group to the fort and the dwarves also relax up when the strange man introduces himself and the dwarves motion for everyone to re-enter and enter the fort, "Please hurry so we can get the gate closed up. Night fall is coming and we would like to have the place locked down. Anyway, you all should see to food and get some rest for the elven wizard is suppose to be here in the morning."
After everyone has entered the gate is shut and locked again and a group of 8 dwarves stand by the gate along with a pair of elven archers stand near by with bows already out.
Everyone quickly moves to the entrance room of the fort where for the moment tables have been set up and food is being served. Food is quickly laid out by the large sumo and he nods in greetings now also to Roanen Alvair before speaking in a rough voice, "Honor to meet you sir. I am Shogi, a follower of the sumo way."
(OOC:Everyone may post up to going to sleep if you wish.)
Sir Henri Friday November 18th, 2005 5:20:19 AM
Sir Henri was standing behind Leader Marek watching the stranger go through his paces, The stranger can tell at a glance that the human standing there is a Holy Fighter, He is young in his twenties, Tall about 6' 2", Slim about 150 Lbs, Light Brown hair, eyes are a stricking Green, he is dress very simply a linen shirt, black pants, black boots, that matches the black belt over a linin cloth with a sun on his chest (sun god Palor. He is unarmed at the moment,
Henri steps up at to this man, exten his hand in frendship, "Welcome Roanen, I'm called Sir Henri, Royal Paladin of Hardell. But you can call me Hank, you have arrived just in time we were about to break bread. After such a work out you must be hungry, Come and eat with us." Henri points the way to the entrance.
To Hart he tells him, "My dear friend, if you cannot find a cleric to Bless this beautiful place, then I have some Holy water to bless the air, earth, water and make this place evil free. Come let's eat." As every body enters the fort.
Roanen Alvair Friday November 18th, 2005 10:08:55 AM
Roanen shakes all hands offered to him, an amused smile adorning his face. "It is a pleasure, I'm sure."
Upon closer inspection, Roanen is an attractive man with emerald eyes, touched by the same smile that decorates his mouth. He moves with an easy grace, quite comfortable with his body.
"I'd gladly share your table with you," he says when offered food.
(DM Justin: what is exactly the reasons for Roanen appearing at the fort. Thanks.)
Marek Isentomb Friday November 18th, 2005 5:18:15 PM
Marek looks to the dwarves calling the gates to be shut, "Ah quit yer complaining, Ya act like something will suddenly spring up at us. We're going, keep your beards on."
Turing to the new man Roanen and his two companions Hank and Mykell. "C'mon let's get some food and let the dwarves seal the gates before one of thier heads explode." Marek moves off with a wink and smile at the last part of his statement.
Hart Friday November 18th, 2005 6:26:31 PM
"The pleasure is yours." Says the surly satyr druid to Roanen. Turning to Mykell. "Are we going to be taking on any body who decides eets fun to fight creatures of Shadow?"
Hart is about 5'2", 160 pounds, dark hair and eyes. His age is hard to determine. The druid carries very little within the Grove area, but holds a staff, ritual herbs and a hand carved flute. He wears only basic clothes in the circle of stone. Anything else (such as metal armor), he believes, corrupts to energies in the stones.
Hart looks at the newcomer. Looks him up and down appraisingly. "So, you are some sort of planar being." He pulls out a pouch, opens it and removes some sort of flower blossom. He begins chewing it.
Fern Saturday November 19th, 2005 3:54:48 PM
Fern listens to the others and watches the newcomer as she eats her meal.
Marek Isentomb Monday November 21st, 2005 5:40:35 PM
Marek smiles at Mykell with an 'I can't wait to hear your response to Hart' look on his face. and the man can't help but joining in a bit, "Yes Mykell are we suppose to just pick up any old vagrant or vagabond that wanders across the wilderness to our door?" Also gives a perfect time to judge this Roanen a bit better
Sir Henri Monday November 21st, 2005 9:27:11 PM
Henri sit back with a challas of white wine, listening to conversation, Smiles and raises the cup to the visiter, "To your Health!"
Hart Tuesday November 22nd, 2005 1:08:54 AM
The druid's face remains serious and his eyes drill into the newcomer.
A small, transparent, green Spirit comes bounding out from behind a stone. He comes to a complete stop, looks at the newcomer and stands stark still in terror. It begins to shake in fear.
An owl perches ontop of the stone nearest the newcomer. The bird has a mouse in his beak.
Roanen Alvair Tuesday November 22nd, 2005 9:09:03 AM
Roanen chuckles lightly to himself at all the scrutiny he is receiving. A paranoid bunch, then, he thinks to himself as he forks some meat into his mouth.
"Not me, sir," he replies to Hart's statement of him being a planar being. "It's in my blood, no doubt, but I'm very much of this world. At least, my mum's not told me different." He smiles.
"I say, but this must be tedious living in this fort all day long. Surely you have a sortie planned in the near future. We all must die, but please let it not be of boredom!"
Sir Henri Tuesday November 22nd, 2005 11:39:02 AM
"Oh! My dear Sir, this place is not boreing," replies the paladin. "The one that gave us this Fort, Knew that we would clear this place. There still alot of suprises left to find!" Henri takes a light meal and some more milk.
Marek Isentomb Tuesday November 22nd, 2005 12:45:24 PM
Marek grins and reaches for the pitcher of wine at Roanen's comment, "Speak for for yourself. Not all of us have to."
Marek gives a laugh and drains his glass and looks for another refill. "But we'll be sure to have some fun soon, but I have a different sort of question."
Marek takes another big drink and backhand wipes his bearded face. "Obviously Beowulf or might even have been the goddess pointed you out here, but why would you want to go? If you say fame glory and or money you should be packing and turning tail in the morning. none of that is coming your way. We had plenty of mercs with us earlier. They split after the werewolves were taken care of and this fort secure. Nothing coming out of this but a bit of fun."
Marek then adds with a sidelong look to Hank and the rest. "And maybe the sense of doing what's right and destroying the evil taint attacking our lands and livihoods. If you care about that sort of thing."
Justin Webber (DM) Talks and Nights Tuesday November 22nd, 2005 7:46:00 PM
Mykell looks to Hart and chuckles as he moves along with the others, "Well you know I don't mind fighting demons. I'm here to sharpen my sword skills and demons are nice to do that, plus it helps my friends out along the way."
With the others Mykell sits down and starts eating abit of food while listening to the talk going on around him, "Well I'm sure we all will get our fill of demon blood and fighting soon enough but we will have to see what the future holds for us." ----------------------------------------------- The group sits, talking, eating and moreless having a decent time for once. After while though the night starts to wear in and everyone retires for the night and once again the halls are silent other then the foot falls of patroling dwarves who are on guard duty.
Come morning the group is wokeup or some are wokeup early since some might be up already and escourted to the meeting hall where a old elf sits in a flowing robe of brown fabric. The old elf looks to each person as they walk in and leans his head to the side, "Are these the people I been told about? I expected them to be different from the way Beowulf described them."
(Shegger: Your character would of been told about the darkness spreading on the land and how the group here is working on getting rid of it among doing other good deeds along the way. Your main reason for being here would the creator god/dess would of granted you the special ability and told you also about the group and such and told you of the darkness coming and how you been selected to combat it.)
Sir Henri Wednesday November 23rd, 2005 6:39:25 AM
Sir Henri is awaken by a dwarf and told that some one want to meet with the group. Henri rises, dresses and remembers what Leader Marek once told him, "Never go any where with out your sword." So henri grab his sword, all the time saying a prayre, then follows the waiting dwarf.
The Paladin enter the meeting Hall he reconise the old Elf "Greething Friend!" he said to the elf.
Henri will step aside to let the other in the Hall and wait to see what kink of new the elf has for then.
Marek Isentomb Wednesday November 23rd, 2005 12:29:36 PM
Marek sits upright with a start and his hand flashing to a throwing dagger at the knock on his door. Several things occur to him rapidly. He was slupmed in a chair and not in bed. He was still dressed and couldn't remember arriving at his room. He had far too much to drink and there was no need to try and kill the person knocking at the door. The dagger drops with a light clang to the floor and Marek pulls himself to a standing position and bleary eyed looks about for some water and his weapon. He is stumbling to breakfast in short order afterwards.
At the elf's comment the man grunts and back waves his hand towards him as he sits at the table looking for anything to eat. Sir Henri's bright happy greeting elicits a different response. That of a grumbling "Great, the freakin blue bird of sunshine and happiness is here..."
Holding a finger in front of himself "Would you mind terribly toning it down."
Sir Henri Wednesday November 23rd, 2005 1:05:27 PM
OOC i know It a ileagle second post, but Henri cannot not help this trick.
The Paladin look to the leader, he thinks to himself "OH! our leader has over drank again? Well time for a lesson in morderation!" Henri takes the heavy chair in frount of him, making a screeecking noise by draggs the chair slowly for about a foot. Then sits down, pick up his globlit of milk, to salute Leader Marek. "To Your Health! SIR." said Henri with a smerk.
Hart Wednesday November 23rd, 2005 7:25:44 PM
The druid stays in the circle during the night.
He rises early and prepares spells.
Hart summons Spirit this morning.
Prepared Spells: (*)Cast Zero Level: Guidance, Create Water, Detect Magic, Mending, Purify Food and Drink First Level: *Wood Wose, Speak with Animals, Obscuring Mist, Pass without Trace x2 Second Level: Bull's Strength, Bear's Endurance, Barkskin, Easy Trail Third Level: Speak with Plants, Call Lightning
Marek Isentomb Thursday November 24th, 2005 11:07:33 AM
Marek's shidders across his entire body and his head tries to sink inot his neck as Henri pulls the chair across the floor. His right hand balls into a fist, his left is clamped on the table in attempt to give his body something else to think about over the screeching sound currently ripping through his skull. "Ha..." More of a relase of air, than Sir Henri's common tag of Hank escapes his lips.
The sound finally abates and Sir Henri sits and toasts Marek. The warrior feebly grasps his own drink, water with some crushed berries and several scoops of sugar, "Your kindness eludes words Hank." and he drains most of the concoction.
After regaining most composure and a handle on his head, Marek addresses the elder elf. "You travelled pretty far to have more than breakfast. Beowulf send you with any news of where we might strike out to from here. Shadow's not going to get bored and move on by itself. We got the base, we need to start striking. I got some ideas, but since you wandered in, you got to have something."
Sir Henri Thursday November 24th, 2005 4:23:09 PM
The paladin feel sorry for doing that to his leader, Did need a small leson. The pain he saw in the leader face, was enough to make him want to make atomement, for his action.
Henri will sit and listens for news on his farther old friend, Beowulf. Wonder what favor he had wanted then to do now.
Fern Thursday November 24th, 2005 9:32:33 PM
Fern wanders out of her room in the morning braiding her hair and yawning.She immediatly heads towards the dining room (or wherever they're eating meals). When told that the group is wanted she follows along thinking When did we get an old elf around here?
Hart Friday November 25th, 2005 3:01:00 AM
He continues to pray.
Roanen Alvair Friday November 25th, 2005 2:03:26 PM
"Seeming is seeming," Roanen says enigmatically. "I am here to combat the Shadow. Give us some wisdom, old man."
Justin Webber (DM) Meeting Saturday November 26th, 2005 1:30:35 AM
(OOC:Sorry for not posting everyone and I figure it goes without question why I didn't post yesterday. I hope everyone had a great Thanksgiving though and I plan to make a post over the weekend to make up for atleast one missed post.)
Once everyone has entered the meeting hall the old elf smiles and continues his talking once everyone has been seated and breakfast been passed out, "Well, it seems you all have a nice fort here. I believe with some work I will beable to have the place worked on better and with the help of the dwarves you already have here and the elves too. It will take alittle time however, how much is hard to tell so we will see as we go about that."
The old elf places his hands on the table now as he thinks over things before continuing, "I have come with word that the shadows you have ventured into or most of you have in the beginning has began to grow slightly, we do not know why or how but it has grown in size by about a few feet more." The elf leans back in his chair and breathes out slowly as if his next words may not go over as well, "How ever even knows this threat is great I come with word that is just as important to all of you. Diplomatic relations with the people who rule or watch over the various cities and area is going to be a key thing you will need if it ever comes to having to unite or ask any or all of them for help. I have been told that soon Beowulf is hosting a large ball to be held in a location staying secret at the moment but where various leaders of cities will be attending. I think it would be of great interest for you all to be there when this ball happens."
The old elf looks to Marek and then Hart before the others and continues, "You see, if these leaders could pose enough of a threat this location is a perfect site for a attack from the darkness and getting rid of support against it. I've asked Beowulf to send a messenger here with directions and such for this ball where you all will be needed as observers and guardians. I know this might sound like a small mission considering the growing threat but I believe this will be key to all of you and something you all should take seriously, however the decision is ultimately up to you."
Sir Henri Saturday November 26th, 2005 6:52:28 AM
Sir Henri has just fifish his breakfast, and now sittinf back in his chair. He says nothing for the moment, but listens to every word that is said.
He think to himself, that he know of Lord Beowulf, he has been a friend of his farther for years. But if he is this secrative about a meeting? There sometiing he's afraid of? What coulld it be? An a assanation? If so on whom?
He will continue listening before he even mentions thoughs. He will sit quitly and drink his fruit juce.
Marek Isentomb Sunday November 27th, 2005 9:44:11 PM
Marek looks a bit cocked towards the elf and then wiping the foam from his beard with the back of his hand he asks, "You want I should wander about the nobility at a ball? Got it, me and horns will blend right in. They'll never even know we're there." Marek then throws a more hollering like voice towards Hart, "Ain't that right Satyr?"
"You're gonna have to go over that last part though. The leaders of the cities pose a threat to this fort and this is a location the darkness will use to strike from?"
Fern Monday November 28th, 2005 12:15:33 AM "You want us to go to a ball?" Fern asks incredously "I dont think most of us will fit in and the ones that wont look out of place probably cant even dance. I know I cant."
Hart Monday November 28th, 2005 2:40:21 AM
"What es thees Ball you said? Ees eet another human custum?"
Sir Henri Monday November 28th, 2005 7:28:42 AM
The Paladin looks to Fern, "Speak for yourself, my Dear! I have been to a few Balls in my younger days."
Roanen Alvair Monday November 28th, 2005 10:51:47 PM
"A ball? A wonderful idea." Roanen smiles widely and leans back in his chair. "Should be a cinch."
Hart Tuesday November 29th, 2005 3:30:41 AM
"What ees thees ball you are talking about?"
Sir Henri Tuesday November 29th, 2005 7:53:00 AM
The Paladin smiles at Roamen, "It might look easy, But that Lord has enermies. This job will not be that easy! I have this feeling in my Bones! nothong in life is that easy!"
Henri turnes to one of the Swarf asking, 'I think I want something stronger this time, Do you have any Goat's Milk?"
Roanen Alvair Tuesday November 29th, 2005 12:07:04 PM
"A ball? It's like a party. A very distinguished party. And by distinguished, I mean that's what the guests like to call themselves. A lot of puffed shirts, if you get my drift."
Roanend quickly stands, his left hand resting on the hilt of his rapier. "If you all don't mind, I'm going to look around a bit. I didn't have much of a chance last night."
Fern Tuesday November 29th, 2005 2:55:08 PM
Fern turns to Hart and gives an explanation of what a ball is. "A ball is a really fancy party that really rich people have. They wear clothes that would feed a normal family for a year or more, do a lot of fancy dancing, and have a lot of silly rules about how to do things, and it lasts so long that when normal people would be getting up in the morning the people who when are just going to bed."
Justin Webber (DM) Talks Tuesday November 29th, 2005 6:47:50 PM
Mykell shakes his head at the thought of this ball and leans back in his chair as he thinks, "I don't think we have much choice but to go really. If the darkness we fight and Beowulf is so worried about finds out and strikes at the guests at the ball that he plans to hold then we could be in some serious trouble." Mykell glances towards Marek and smiles, "With out a leader to get the people of the cities and such to defend and rally under then the darkness will have a easier time in destroying alot of it's resistence. Think of it as a general leading his troops, if the general gets killed then the troops could very well fall apart." ----------------------------------------------- The old elf nods as he looks to the group and smiles, "I'm sorry for the confusion and I know that you all might think this is a boring thing but the ball will be set up with masks and such so most people will not think much of things. Also I'm sure Beowulf will make it well known that you all are to be there as personal friends of his."
A dwarf walks into the room now and smiles as he hefts his axe, "Sirs and ladies, we been given word that a messenger from Beowulf will be sent tomorrow for all of you."
(OOC:Jay, sent the module into Cayzle since Jerry is on vacation and will let you know what happens.)
Hart Wednesday November 30th, 2005 3:15:21 AM
The druid looks at Fern as she explains. "Dance? Rich? You mean materialism and golds?" He thinks a moment. "I would like to attend thes ball thing."
Sir Henri Wednesday November 30th, 2005 6:09:01 AM
The Paladin Look to the Satyr in suprise, "You of all Satyrs would like to attend this Fancy Dancy Ball? Hmmm! I wonder what kind of mask would hide your being a Err!... Err!... Druid?" he said while scratching his Head.
Marek Isentomb Wednesday November 30th, 2005 8:26:20 AM
Marek chuckles a bit and takes another handful of meat, "Well Mykell, I am just a simple soldier and a bit of a thrill seeker. Make no mistake, if there is a big to do with nobles nicely packed together, we should be there. I think myself Fern and Horns will stand out pretty fast, mask or no mask. You can't fake nobility around other nobles, they'll see right through it. So during this thing, make sure none of us three are left alone or maybe that whole thing doesn't matter. I personally wouldn't want my high influence friends no I associate with people like me."
A thought suddenly seems to strike the man and his head snaps towards the elf. "What about arms? All these important folks runnin about in one place and such. They gonna let a bunch of us wander about with the arsanals we carry?"
Fern Wednesday November 30th, 2005 2:27:26 PM
Fern looks resigned to having to go to the ball. "If I have to go to a ball somebody had better be paying for dance lessons."
ooc: do we get free dance lessons (and dance skill pts?)
Roanen Alvair Wednesday November 30th, 2005 9:14:37 PM
Roanen wanders about the fort.
Hart Thursday December 1st, 2005 1:11:30 AM
"The ball thing will be an interesting study of human activity."
Sir Henri Thursday December 1st, 2005 2:29:17 PM
"Alright then I get good clothing in shape and ready to go! I will go to my room to get ready.!" Sir Henri bows to the old elf.
Up to his roon he goes.
Justin Webber (DM) Continuing Thursday December 1st, 2005 7:06:09 PM
(OOC:Sorry for not posting sooner people. was giving everyone a chance to talk and rp some before my post. Also you guys really need to handle the magical stuff you've gotten on the previous module. I will be give you a list of what the stuff is, it being ID'd by the old elven wizard.)
The old elven wizard nods and smiles as he simply shrugs now andl eans back, sipping his glass of wine before speaking, "I fear that any more info will have to be given to you by this messenger tomorrow. I would figure you all have things to do before tomorrow comes."
(OOC:I will post what items were found and such in my coming post and then handle shopping and such before moving the game on alot more. Mainly waiting for the module to be approved for sure.)
Hart Friday December 2nd, 2005 2:10:54 AM
Hart waits.
(OOC: Can't wait to see the module Justin. :))
Sir Henri Friday December 2nd, 2005 5:44:07 AM
As Hemri is pscking his saddle bags, after he does not have a big wardrobe like his cousin, he has two outfits. The one he's wearing and his armor.
As he is packing, Henri come across some Items, the party picks up since the last Treasure find. "Hmm! I must ask the old efl what kind of magic these artical have?? If any??"
Marek Isentomb Friday December 2nd, 2005 9:01:12 AM
Marek spends the remaining day overseeing the forts defensive build up. while he has no skill but labor to lend to the task, he does want to know where everything is and why as much as the dwarves will put up with him asking. His room is completely packed, Everything Marek owns is on his person or in his shoddy and cracked leather pack at the foot oof his bed.
Roanen Alvair Friday December 2nd, 2005 9:36:48 AM
Meanders about the fort, chatting with the locals and getting to know the place and the news.
Fern Friday December 2nd, 2005 12:29:00 PM
Fern goes and digs out her only dress, the one she received last year for christmas from tyal. It looks ok, although it has alot of wrinkles but it is not suitable for a ball. Fern knows that unless something is done she will be very noticable at the ball.
Marek Isentomb Friday December 2nd, 2005 4:25:43 PM
Marek settles in at the dining hall table, 2 small jars and a pair of brushes are within easy reach. Whistling happily to himself he begins going over the fine elven crafted chainmail. The 18' spiked chain, warhammer and 3 throwing daggers are all lying upon the table as well and to an observant eye have their handles all arrayed to be easily grasped by the sitting man.
Fern Saturday December 3rd, 2005 2:14:26 AM
Fern comes out of her room and seeing that Marek is cleaning his weapons and armor she thinks that now would be a good time to take care of hers as well. She puts away her dress then gathers up her weapons and armor and starts to check them over as she sits across from Marek. She has a piece of parchment and some ink to make a note on what needs fixing or replaced.
First she'll check her mithral chain shirt going over it link by link to see if any are damaged and giving it a through cleaning. Once she's noted down any broken links she'll move on to her longsword, then her dagger, then the nice daggers that Aelanthirm gave her. When she cleans and checks each weapon she will also check the weapon's sheath.
Last she will put away her parchment and start on her bow and arrows fixing any problems as she finds them.
craft bowmaking: take 20 for 25
Hart Monday December 5th, 2005 9:52:13 AM
Hart can understand dancing for celebration, however, the idea of rich people dancing to show off confuses him.
Marek Isentomb Monday December 5th, 2005 1:48:47 PM
Catching a partially puzzled look on Harts face, Marek waves him over to the table with Fern and himself. "It's not that they are showing off the dancing or even that the dance is a celebration really, between us we wouldn't be calling it dancing anyway. What they are doing is showing how wealthy they are by spending a tremendous amount of money as if it matters not to them. No matter how in debt in causes them to be. Make sense?"
Marek picks up a jar and dabs a bit more of the grid to a rag and starts running it across one of the dagger blades. "But on the bright side, there is going to be plenty of fine wine and great food. A side benefit to us when nobles show off." he adds with a wink.
Sir Henri Monday December 5th, 2005 2:29:03 PM
Henri arrives down stairs. on the tail end of the conversation of Marek. "Ho! Ho! I think you hit the nail on the head. I don't like dancing, to me that is Dumb stomping youe feet that way. But the food will be of the finest kind and the wine!!Ahh! The very best! I'm ready to go." The Paladin smiles to the people.
Hart Tuesday December 6th, 2005 11:42:14 AM
The druid answers Marek simply. "No." He sort of shrugs. "The food might be worth eet." He smirks.
Justin Webber (DM) Treasure and Next Day Tuesday December 6th, 2005 5:04:23 PM
(OOC:Sorry for not posting till now, was waiting for something on my module. Nothing yet so here is a post moving on anyway.)
Mykell nods and goes to get his stuff ready for the next day then. He is kind of looking forward to tomorrow now. ----------------------------------------------- The group leaves to get ready and talk over the ball that they will be going to.
sometime around late afternoon the old elf comes in with a large bundle and spreads it out to show the treasure that the group had found and each item is labeled for you, "Here is the treasure that you all found. I'm sorry to say this but next time I will have to charge a fee since the materials for identifying stuff isn't overly cheap."
6 normal greatsword 1 mithril greatsword+2 1 shortsword+2 (keen, also can take the form of a bladed weapon that fits the user) Darkbeast's greatsword (+2, vicious greatsword) cube of frost resistence 4 gems of elemental summoning (earth, fire, water, air) 1 gem of brightness cure serious wounds potionx4 fly potion keen edge oil 1 dagger+2 1 dagger+1 (flaming) 1 dagger+2 (defending) 2 longswords+2 (1 is also has keen on it) katana+2 honor blade katana+1 (flaming) 1 chainmail+2 (light fortification) 1 chainmail+1 (slick) 1 platemail+2 1 platemail+1 (light fortification) 1 leather armor+2 1 leather armor+1 (glammered) potion of serious woundsx4 potion of cure moderate woundsx2 ring of protection+2 ring of climbing (improved) amulet of natural armor+2 necklace of fireballs type VII
Sir Henri Tuesday December 6th, 2005 6:47:53 PM
"Oh! By the Rays of Palor, I had forgoten the treasure! you have done a very good service to us Old One, and so you deserve a reward for your pains." Henri tells the old elf, He now turn to first Fern, "I belived the Short sword that fits you like a glove, would be nice for you?" Henri then turns to Marek, "could I have one of the daggers Please?"
Fern Wednesday December 7th, 2005 5:05:18 AM "The shortsword would be ok, but one of the longswords or greatsowrds would be better. Then I can put my current longsword in for someone else or to be sold and the money divided among the group. Although I would appreciate one of the cure serious potions as well. And while I already have a ring of protection if nobody else needs it this one is better than mine and I'm willing to switch them." Fern says at first surprised that Henri suggest that she use the shortsword, then realizing that maybe he thought she could use two weapons at once like some others in the group.
ooc: fern is a human ranger (non-spellcasting varient) with the ranged weapon style. To determine equipment she has the following equipment: composite longbow magic +1 str +2 14 arrows longsword +1 masterwork daggers, x4 (three are chrismas gifts from aelanthir) mithral shirt +1
fern continued Wednesday December 7th, 2005 5:08:16 AM
ooc continued. sorry I hit enter.
lucky golden coin 3 easter eggs ring of protection +1 amulet natural armor +1 bag of holding ioun stone +1 str wand cmw 49 charges (who wants it fern cant use it) potion shield of faith potion cmw, x4
Roanen Alvair Wednesday December 7th, 2005 9:54:59 AM
Satisfied, for now, from his wanderings and wonderings, Roanen returns to find his new friends looking over a pile of weapons and trinkets.
"An impressive collection!" he exclaims. "Is this a hobby of yours, or did you recently loot a wizard's tower?"
Marek Isentomb Wednesday December 7th, 2005 10:06:01 AM
The elf comes in, a few dwarves in tow and behind them a substantial collection of things. "Very nice, and well done."
Marek stands and moves over, "Well first off, any weapons and armor we do not immediately want should be placed in the armory and don't forget Fern, that shortsword can become any bladed weaon the wielder desires."
"Hank and myself are the only to wear metal armor. My Mithril chain is more effective than anything here, and none of the weapons fit my style. Hank anything you see in the armor?"
Regarding the weaponry for a moment, "Everyone should have a small back up blade if you dont have one already. We got three here and there are 4 of us maybe 5." Marek looks to the newcomer, "You use weapons?"
"Those without a magical dagger should get first grab and I dont have one."
"To the rest of the stuff, my interest lies in cube of frost resistence 4 gems of elemental summoning (earth, fire, water, air) 1 gem of brightness fly potion keen edge oil potion of cure serious wounds x4 potion of serious woundsx4 potion of cure moderate woundsx2 ring of climbing (improved)"
OoC Fern is a Ranger and can therefore use the CMW wand. CMW is on your spell list
Hart Wednesday December 7th, 2005 10:42:11 AM
The druid eyes the elemental stones, the cube and the daggers. The satyr looks genuinely upset. "Thees treasure never seems to fit my uses. We've had much treasure and eet ees not ever anything I can use."
He seems to be getting sulky and sad. "I can not use these strange blades, nor the armors. I am never told what the benefits are of the loot here and feel like perhaps I'm not getting my share. I, by no means, am saying my friends are... how do you say... ripping me off." He shrugs. "However, with that said, I AM only a simple druid and do not understand things of your world."
With that said, he begins to cheer up again. "I am interested een..." He says appraisingly. "...items I can barter in trade for gold so that I can 'improve' my situation *he points to his meager wooden weaponry*. I guess I'll take whats left over that we don't use. However, as eet stands, I think I'd like the two really nice daggers *pointing to the +2's* out of thees stock. But everything else ees yours." He gestures with a nod to the group. Then he sits and plays the pipes.
(OOC: Though it IS an impressive loot pile, Hart can only use, daggers, the leather armors, potions, oils, gems, cube and rings. However, his current armor is better than the armors here. The types of weapons in this haul are useless to him, exception being the daggers.)
Roanen Alvair Wednesday December 7th, 2005 3:58:02 PM
"I do indeed use weapons, friend," he responds to Marek. "But I will not ask for anything from you. We have just met and you have extended to me your hospitality and food. I can not ask for more, nor can I make claim to any treasure that is rightfully yours."
Sir Henri Wednesday December 7th, 2005 6:35:04 PM
"marek, is right a Mithril Chainshiirt is better and lighter than plated armor. But I would like a dagger, or that ring (of climbing, maybe apotion or two." Then Henri turns to Roanen, By all meqans, Friend. If you need somthing from the treasure pile, and you can use it. Then please take it and use it. We would not like to see you die for lack of protection!"
Henri then look over the treasure,
OOC: DM Jusin I cannot find Henri CS in theis new PC. Could you senr me a copy for my files, Please.
Justin Webber (DM) Treasure Wednesday December 7th, 2005 8:09:48 PM
(OOC: I will handle the buying and selling of items in game if people wish to take care of it now. Ceil, I'm afraid to say I have no updated charactersheet on hand, I will check once more and if I find a old one then you can atleast update it to new but I can't promise nothing. Sorry. If Jay would like I think I will ask him to keep a extra of each CS or maybe he has one of Henri already.)
Mykell looks over the items laid out and nods as he picks up the katanas, checking each ones balance and such before speaking, "Both katanas are nice but this the honor blade is better. I will keep it if no one minds." ----------------------------------------------- The group goes over the treasure and as it is spoken about the dwarf who has a good hand on nature stuff walks over and smiles to Hart, "Tell you what friend, I have something you might like if you would trade one of those pretty stones there for it."
While the group talks over what to do with the treasure the night wheres on and soon it will be time for rest and morning once again.
(OOC:Everyone, my brother's schedule has lightened up and he can return to the game if people would not mind. He however would like to play someone other then Tyal.)
Fern Thursday December 8th, 2005 1:49:53 AM
Fern joins in the discussion on how to divy up the loot. "How about we make a list of five items that we each would like in the order that we would like them. Then we can better decide what we get, maybe roll dice if there's a conflict. I also have a wand of healing that should go to somebody who can use it to heal eveyone as needed."
ooc: Fern can NOT use the wand as she is a NON-spellcasting varient of a ranger.
Sir Henri Thursday December 8th, 2005 7:21:03 AM
Well My Dear, If you don't wnt those Wands. I shall take them, if it's alright with you. But I still want a dagger or the ring, if no one wants them!" Ask Henri.
OOC: I have one CS, but it's the first onr tobe exceptted, he has gone up since then, I know that he has a Mithril chain shirt, I just don't know if it's a +1 or a +2.
Roanen Alvair Thursday December 8th, 2005 9:23:03 AM
"I'm satisfied with what I have now, Sir Henri," he responds to the paladin. "You go ahead. I'm just going to watch, if you don't mind."
Hart Thursday December 8th, 2005 10:31:31 AM
The druid grabs the brown 'earth' gem, assuming a dwarf would like an earthen friend rather than one of the others and hands the dwarf the gem. "I am intrigued." He realizes that he's not asked the others, but politeness was never a strong point for the satyr. "I will trade with you." He waits patiently to see the item the dwarf has mentioned.
Spirit dances with a fragile potion bottle.
Loran looks at the little Spirit with confusion.
Marek Isentomb Thursday December 8th, 2005 5:36:47 PM
"We definately need to get this down." Looking at Hart, "Take any Dagger you like and trade the gem.
"I am going to take the Fire elemental gem, 2 potions of CSW, 2 potions of CMW and the Gem of Brightness."
"Everyone OK with that, the rest can be split, sold stored or whatever."
Justin Webber (DM) Treasure Thursday December 8th, 2005 11:37:13 PM
(OOC:Okay, just looked through my archives of CS and really need some updated ones turned in. Ceil, I hate to say it but my CS for you is only 6th level so here is what i will do, take the mithril chainshirt+2 and updated it to fit the level everyone should be at except Hart anyway I believe everyone should be 8 now? If I'm wrong then please let me know.)
Mykell looks to the others and nods as he takes the honor blade katana and slides it into the sheath of his old katana, he looks to his old katana and sighs before asking, "I would like to keep this sword in my room if possible. It was the one I left home with and has memories in it." ----------------------------------------------- The dwarf smiles and takes the gem, pocketing it before pulling off his backpack and digs around in it before pulling out a couple items and pointing to them as he looks to Hart, "This wand here is a summon natures ally II wand. It is new also since I have never had reason to use it. This one here is special breastplate made of dragonhide, I believei t is magical and gives more protection to." Snapping his fingers the dwarf digs deeper into his backpack and suddenly pulls out a staff, "No no, I bet your one who loves more exotic thing. This here is called the staff of barkwood, it is a magical weapon and can store up to two spells and when the spell is released it is amplified by a whole two levels."
ADM Jay B Friday December 9th, 2005 2:59:21 AM
Okay all.
Send me a character sheet for your PCs. This way, when Justin's machine crashes or whatever, we have copies.
Hart Friday December 9th, 2005 3:10:33 AM
Hart smiles wide at the dwarf's items. "I like them all. How many items can I take?"
Sir Henri Friday December 9th, 2005 7:27:31 AM
Henri smiles at his gruff friend, "Any thing you like Lil'Friend, As for myself, I would like that +2 Mithral Chainshirt and a one of those +2 Daggers, if it pleases all of you!".
With this said Henri blows a kiss to the little Sprit (Who is peeking from under Hart hood).
Occ: I have found an old CS of Henri, on it is the lasttime he went up was back in May 2004, and that time he went up to Level 7. If he should be at level 8 by now, he has to make up level of Xpoints, That means in 18 month worth he could not go up a level?? Now do you see why I get mad at some DMs, I make my characters strongs because of the chance he or she will get killed, Don't get me wrong I don't mind being held back so the others can catch up, BUT 18 month worth?? That's is 7,000 xpoints worth?? I'm a little disapointed to say the least. I will put this CS in this new PC, and send a copy to the both of you.
fern Friday December 9th, 2005 12:32:22 PM
Fern takes the short sword and a csw potion then gives her cmw wand to whoever wants it and can use it.
ooc: justin you listed two groups of cure serious potions does that mean that there are 8 total or was it a typo.
Fern's character sheet seems to be a blend of level 6 (hp & a few other things) and level 7 (attack mods) I'll have to go over it and make sure it's correct for level 7 before updating it to level 8.
How many other peoples sheets are at level 7? are you sure we should be at level 8?
Jay, what's your email? I'll send you and justin copies of the sheet when i get it fixed
Marek Isentomb Friday December 9th, 2005 2:09:29 PM
OoC Marek is Character Level: 7 XP Points: 21,371
Justin Webber )DM) Treasure and Morning Friday December 9th, 2005 7:54:50 PM
Mykell takes his new katana and his old one and turns to head to his room now, "I have a tanto for a backup weapon if needed. Anyway, for now I'm heading to my room and will await the split of the money left from selling or anything." ----------------------------------------------- (Forgot to mention that with the extra money I was going to hand out you have 16,240gps and 844 silver. The money is also to be split, most of the money was in the items given. There is two seperate sets of potions for those who was wondering so you have both of them.)
The dwarf chuckles and looks to Hart and smiles, "Actually I will trade one of these items even for the gem. The others I will have to charge for if you like to buy them anyway. Is up to you but either way you get one free for the gem, just pick and it's yours."
As each person handles the treasure the night wares on and soon each retires for the night and come morning a large wagon pulls up by the fort, pulled by 8 horses. The wagon or coach as it is is fancy and the windows have small curtains on them. A man slowly climbs out and straightens his jacket before walking into the fort and asks for the group to please ve assembled for a meeting.
When everyone is gather the pompous looking man smiles and pulls off a fancy felt hat with a large feather in it, "Greetings, on behalf of Beowulf I have come to escourt you all to where the ball is being held. Also as of this moment you are official guests and it has been given word to the others coming that you will be attending. As a small side note you all will also act as guards and therefore allowed to wear weapons and armor as you see fit. You however are to be on your very very best behavior and when you get there Beowulf has asked some people to see to each of you, showing dance steps and such. We will be doing our best to make this as painless as possible." The herald as he would be known as now bows low and smiles, "I am Febris Al'dismon Febrian the III and am your escourt."
The man looks right to Hart mainly and grins, "An you good sir I been asked personally by Beowulf to tell you that some satyrs would be at the ball to as part of a council that has been formed by them or we guess was just formed since your kind are abit tight lipped shall I say. Also we will be for those who wish to personally sizing and fitting you for clothing if you wish to be suited in such attire. Either way Beowulf has asked each of you to wear one of these."
The herald steps forward and pulls a box from behind his long cloak and opens it to show fancy crystal rings with the engraving of Beowulf's family crest on them, "With these on you will be noted as personal guests of my lords for sure and you will be treated with the respect of the crest or atleast we hope you will be since some of you might know nobles well enough."
Sir Henri Saturday December 10th, 2005 6:21:12 AM
Henri finding this escort to be a little bit of a snob, just by the away and the tone of his voice. A little leason has to be learned here. So Henri steps up to the table, taking off his Helm, greets the escort, "Welcome to our humble abode! Errr! Your name again, Yes! Yes! I remember now! Ferris Al'dismon Febrean the III. I am called Sir Henri Royal Paladin of the Kingdom of Hardell, I'll be just too happy to attend this Party of Master Beowulf, He is a good friend of my family. I will take a ring (Henri takes a ring and put it on his finger) and also a few lesons in dancing. Thank you, When do we leave. I'm ready!" Henri think of how much this man is a snob.
OOC: Henri did not make a mistake by calling Beowulf 'Master', this will tell how good of a friend he is to the Paladin.
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