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you hear the sultry, slightly husky voice of a female hobgoblin
"That won't be necessary Haruuc"
As she strides through the doorway, you can see an instrument slung over her shoulder...dirge-singer...
After she enters, a human wearing only a robe, sandals and many tattooes walks through with her. He has a satchel with books and scrolls slung over his left shoulder, and a staff in his left hand
The bugbears stand beside her waiting for orders, cautiously watching the room. As your eyes adjust you note they bear many scars of battle.
Surprised by the entrance of the Dirge Singer, Haruuc quickly notices her beauty and smiles. He lowers his hand and steps forward, bowing slighty to show his respect for her position. He glances at the human but pays him no mind, thinking him to be an obvious servant.
"You have me at a loss 'great voice'. You know me but yet I do not know you."
He moves towards her with confidence, ready to talk as somewhat equals.
Diplomacy Check. (wasn't sure whether to add +2 because she knows my noble status?) (1d20+7=10)
Surprised by the entrance of the Dirge Singer, Haruuc quickly notices her beauty and smiles. He lowers his hand and steps forward, bowing slighty to show his respect for her position. He glances at the human but pays him no mind, thinking him to be an obvious servant.
"You have me at a loss 'great voice'. You know me but yet I do not know you."
He moves towards her with confidence, ready to talk as somewhat equals.Diplomacy Check. (wasn't sure whether to add +2 because she knows my noble status?) (1d20+7=10)
As you step forward, the two bugbears step in the way with their axes at the ready
"Surely you've heard of Kaega'ko, Haruuc..." Knowledge (local or history)
"Produce your letters honored ones!"
The human leans over and whispers in Kaega'ko's ear...and points to the druid, her eyes narrow as she focuses on the druid
"Glosh, Zech, get the rabble out of here...This tavern is under the Jurisdiction of the Lhesh Haruuc as of NOW! If you don't have leave to be here...the punishment is DEATH!, You have 30 seconds to remove yourself" With those words the goblins who were not told to produce letters panic even more than before, and begin to scramble for the exit...The two bugbears grabbing them and tossing them through the open doorway. She points at Ur-Kaim "You, may stay"
"Surely you've heard of Kaega'ko, Haruuc..." Knowledge (local or history)
"Surely you've heard of Kaega'ko, Haruuc..." Knowledge (local or history)Knowledge (Local) Check. (1d20+2=6)
I dive backward off my chair dodging behind the nearist (wall,table,covering) and draw my bow as I do so (1d20+12=31 stealth)The elderly goblin scrambles to collect the handful of copper, but knows better than to quip about the loss he'll take giving the Hobgoblin any lip about the price of the liquor,
he disappears in the back, you hear some clanking of bottles, then he returns..
"Here keshk(sire), you take, you take, whole bottle, only bottle...enjoy...yesyes"
You turn toward the table with the others...when suddenly the doors crash open reveling the silhouette of a 2 rather large bugbears wielding rather large axes...they come storming through the doors and begin looking around...
Numerous goblins panic and start to run every which way
Hruskin stands, bowing respectfully, but keeping his hammer in hand, just in case.
Knowledge local: 1d20+2=10
"My lady, I respectf'ly give you this. I was told to come here on this day and time, I mean no offense or harm. I live to serve." Hruskin holds forth his letter in his right hand, keeping his hammer down at his side in his left.
Once the room has been cleared of the Rabble of goblins Kaega'ko waits for the missives to be delivered
"Malach says that you pointing to Ur-Kaim were the one who he saw that we could not contact, as your whereabouts were...unknown...Shekh v'taaka(what is your name?)"
"Malach in case you're wondering is a Dragon prophet, he is here because has seen in the prophecy a great even t is about to unfold which could break Darguun, or return the Glory of Dhakaan to us, the heirs of the first true empire, the time before humans ruled, before the Daelkyr nearly destroyed all of Eberron"
"Glosh, Zech, guard the entrances to this building, Malach and I are perfectly safe here" she says without so much as turning toward the bugbears.
With that the two bugbears depart the common room
She takes a seat at a larger table, and gestures for the rest of you to come and sit at that table, Malach stands behind her and to the right.
(to be continued, I want to keep it moving without leaving the other two in the dust.)
Brignat walks forward and gives them his writ. Bowing his head, "Here is my summons." Stepping back in military step, he awaits her orders.
[ooc] I'm assuming this involves Dhakaani history & my word bearer trait applies: 1d20+4=17
"It means Warden of madness, it is an old draconic title given to the first of my family, Hassnuk Ur"
*in draconic*
"But I think you would already know that"
I try to read his tatoos 1d20+int = 18
"It means Warden of madness, it is an old draconic title given to the first of my family, Hassnuk Ur"
*in draconic*
"But I think you would already know that"I try to read his tatoos 1d20+int = 18
Malach begins to gesture and speak arcane words
Knowledge (arcana) DC19:
After casting the spell he speaks again...now in perfect goblinoid "Not what does Ur mean...what does Kaim mean, or what do you feel it means?You have a feeling he knows what it means, and wants your answer
Knowledge(history/local) 1d20+1=21
Perception 1d20+7=27
I listen to the conversation that is occuring between Malach and Ur-Kaim but do not comment
Anyone who scored a 10 or better can read the appropriate entries in Kaega'ko's profile
Malach was speaking in goblinoid, albeit with a heavy accent before.
Anyone who scored a 10 or better can read the appropriate entries in Kaega'ko's profile
Malach was speaking in goblinoid, albeit with a heavy accent before.
knowledge (arcana) 1d20+2=10
"I have been following the prophecy for a long time, this is a pivotal piece in the prophecy. I see several groups in conflict. The Heroes of Dhakaan being one of those groups..."
"The prophecy indicates a grand search, a search for the lost items of the ancient empire of Dhakaan, it's not clear but I see interaction on nearly every continent of Eberron, I see Daelkyr, I see rogue dragons, I see giants...darkness, chaos, blood..."
"I can say more at this time...my patron knowns other agents are already moving, trying to change the prophecy...so I was told to move."
"The next question is where....I have seen three locations so far...A location near the border of Cyre, a place Kaega'ko is familiar with from what I understand..."
"The second location is below Sharn" "The final location lies within the border of what is now Valenar, I need not tell you the danger within Valenar, the elves have no love for your race, and it's their land now."
Kaega'ko appears to look into the past...to her memories..."I led our forces against Cyre two weeks before the Day of Mourning, a glorious battle was fought, we won that day, but as we pressed into Cyre we were driven back...I was there on the Day of Mourning, we were camped on a hill overlooking the border, when it happened, we could hear the inhuman screams and then silence..." She looks morose "No one should die that way...no one."
She snaps out of her reverie.
"To travel there means travelling into the Mournland, I would escort you there, but other matters of the Lhesh Haruuc's court have precedence."
Knowledge(local, cyre) 1d20+1=17
I hear that there are many magical, and unique items that have layn untouched since the day of mourning I would be willing to go just for a chance to find some of these things, if there is a chance to bring Glory to Dhakaan as well then count me as part of this party
"Unbeknownst to me, one of those who went into battle with me carried a relic from ancient Dhakaan, a dagger, possibly a kukri. When he fell in battle the relic was lost. Even I have not been able to identify it from the description given to me by his family. No hobgoblin has returned to that battlefield since the Day of Mourning. I can give you the location of the battlefield before the fall, but who knows if the weapon remains there."
"From what Malach has indicated, the glory of dhakaan is at stake..."
"Akesh Dhakaani!"
"Listen to what Malach has to say now..."
Haruuc does not present his papers as asked. Kaega'ko knows who he is and so he is confident in his place within the proceedings.
He responds to Kaega'ko's statement with an answering call. "Akesh Dhakaani!" He then listens intently to what Malach has to say.
When Malach is finished he speaks up, "I will carry the name of the Dhakaani with honour as I go forth to complete these tasks and bring back the Glory of Dhakaan."
"I have never stepped foot in the "Mournlands."
"Of course from the tales I've heard and can recite, there are many horrors in the mists. Healing magic does not function properly, 'forged have begun to migrate to the Mournlands, they follow the banner of the Lord of Blades. Spells cast on the day of Mourning took on a life of their own, and still roam today. Creatures mutated, the dead rise to stalk those who dare to enter the mists..."
"The location of the Battle of Black Rock, is within the Field of Ruins, our forces were ready to enter the battle, as a Pincer Unit, to break the enemy units. Other forces from Darguun were battling the Cyrans, Brlenaders and Thrane on the Fields of Ruin."
"Had we not been an elite unit ready to strike, we would have been there during the Mourning..."
Such trivial things as "living spells" shall not keep us from our goals. we will emerge from the mournlands, richer, stronger, and better fortified then when we entered with the artifact in hand and praises for Dhakaan on our toungs, ready to hunt down and find the next artifact and slay any and all that get in our way.
Bowing reverently, "Mighty Dirgesinger, how will we know the weapon? What is the fastest way to travel there? Is anyone else seeking the weapon that you know of?"
"You will know the weapon by it's ancient design I would guess, or perhaps you will feel it's presence once you're close enough. You will need to find the field where the dead have actually decayed somewhat, as I said, that battle took place 2 weeks before the Mourning, so those bodies would have decayed unlike those that fell on the day of mourning, look for them on the southwest edge of the field of ruin. I have a map of ancient Cyre and on it is marked the approximate location of the battle."
"Artifact? I doubt it Drexel, I would know an artifact by description, this is most likely a relic of the age, powerful yes, but not on par with a true artifact."
"I am always searching for information on Dhakaani relics and artifacts, in fact I sent a strike force to recover a known Dhakanni relic from an adventurer. I hope to hear of their glorious return before your return"
"Very well"
"I must attend to my other duties, stay the night here, eat, drink, for soon you leave on a mission for Akesh Dhakaan! Akesh Darguun!"
"In the morning I will have the map delivered, in addition to horses, fully laden with supplies for the journey."
she tosses a pouch of coin on the table "That should cover an additional items you may need for the mission"
She steps closer to Haruuc and whispers in his ear
With that she turns and departs
After the Dirge Singer and Malach leave I address everyone at the table as i scoop up the pouch that the Dirge Singer left us and toss it into the air to catch, I smile as i hear the jingle of the coin and feel the weight of the pouch. "It looks as though we are set out to do great things, my new friends. I hope that we prove as useful to eachother as our employer seems to think that we are." I pull open the pouch and count the coins, pull out my share without consulting the others then toss the coins, once again, to the center of the table. I then go to the door and call my wolf in over to the table, taking advantage of or situation i order the bartender to give her one of his best cuts of meat raw, and the same for me, though cooked. I look over to Haruuc and ask "Are you going to share any of what you have in that bottle that the inn keep gave to you or do you plan to drink it all your self?"
After the Dirge Singer and Malach leave I address everyone at the table as i scoop up the pouch that the Dirge Singer left us and toss it into the air to catch, I smile as i hear the jingle of the coin and feel the weight of the pouch. "It looks as though we are set out to do great things, my new friends. I hope that we prove as useful to eachother as our employer seems to think that we are." I pull open the pouch and count the coins, pull out my share without consulting the others then toss the coins, once again, to the center of the table. I then go to the door and call my wolf in over to the table, taking advantage of or situation i order the bartender to give her one of his best cuts of meat raw, and the same for me, though cooked. I look over to Haruuc and ask "Are you going to share any of what you have in that bottle that the inn keep gave to you or do you plan to drink it all your self?"
As you say that, the goblin wench brings over more bottles of the "good stuff"
"HeRE yOu GO!, FounD mORe In tHEe BaCk roOOom" In her annoying screeching voice. hyahyahya" (Think Fran Dresher)