Each of you have come to here Maginmar some for vengeance some on quests to live, some to find adventure and some to find redemption. As each of you made your in the City and seen the sites. Your curiosity is sparked for some unknown reason, so you each look to find answers that your curiosity has provoked. What is the nature of this feeling, as many of you have spent time in prayer with your deity or spent time thinking about this feeling. You know that you need to find answers to it. In the local taverns and areas of the city that you have visited you have heard the Jaden Hawkstorm the great Librarian. This person works for in the Museum of Ages in the Capital District of the city. Each of you made inquires to see this Jaden Hawkstorm, in fact Madam Irba Demerios has been nothing but annoying. Her self importance has required you not kill her. She manages to get each of you an appointment with Jaden at the same the time.
It is finally the day of the appointment. You are each in the Foyer of the Museum of Ages waiting for good Librarian.
The dashing pirate sits patiently waiting for someone in the room to strike up a conversation with him, but then he quickly remembered that patience wasn't exactly his best virtue so he decided to speak up. "Evening lads...and lasses" he tips his hat to the women in the room as he says that last part. "Wes Roberts is what I'm called."
"I don't know why we're here, Desi," I murmur. It is a library, after all. "At my age, you're prepared to take some things upon faith."
Trailing behind Aodhiel is a very petite yet cute girl, long black hair in a single pony tail off the hack of her head. dressed in brown trousers and soft black boots and a back tunic, A thick seemingly cloth belt covers her mid section. at the back of her waist are the hilts of two swords easily reached to be drawn quickly, also a large pouch, (aka fanny pack) is hanging fromm the belt.
She moves nearly in complete silence. you would think her feet are not even touching the ground.
She appears to be keeping a pace behind Aodhiel like she awaits his orders.
"It's a pleasure my dear," he says to Desidera with a charming smile "and yes, I have come to see the 'Great Librarian.' I always enjoy talking to librarians, and I've never gotten the chance to talk to a great one." He's lying of course, he didn't feel like 'I'm a shipwrecked pirate looking for a chance to redeem his name" was a great way to start the conversation. He then notices their weapons, "You're all well armed for a trip to the museum, travelers perhaps?"
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After you have taken the time to get know each other. One of you realizes that the Librarian is late. You give the man a few moments but you can’t shake the feeling that something is wrong.
Arwen is a rather tall and lean tiefling in medium armor sporting a longsword and a two handed weapon enters the room
Greeting to all I am Awren a Paladin of Abadar, it seems the Librarian is rather late don't you agree? i have been searching for the last 20 minutes.
A somewhat bedraggled looking young man drops into a chair with a sigh, his equipment falling to the ground with a soft thud. His clothing and gear are well worn and look like he hasn't had much time lately to maintain it as well as one might like. His short brown beard is a few days old and looks more like something he hasn't bothered with, rather than a particular look he'd been cultivating.
He speaks with short, to-the-point sentences, his tone neither friendly nor hostile. "Don't need an excuse to visit a library. Books are wonderful. Kest Far Walker. I'm not sure what I'm here for today, not books. Just finished a job, something drew me here. Normally I would be gone again by now. You folks look to be in about the same position as me."
Wes laughs, "Better safe than sorry I suppose! then pats his own sword, "I suppose I would be a hypocrite to disagree with that logic." He says smiling. It is a curious thing though, everything I've heard about the man doesn't give me the impression that he is a late sort of person. I do hope that lad is alright, maybe that sea hag Demerios is holding him up like she did so well against me."
Kayla was listening to the various conversations yet she stayed close to Aodhiel.
looking up to his My lord, shall I go in search of this Librarian? It is possible that he is in trouble.
Perception:
I smile indulgently at my niece. Too true, the long nights spent reading before a roaring fire, her bright eyes listening attentively... I could not deny those peaceful years had been a balm to my wounded, war-weary soul.
"Ragathiel's service may call us at any time," I murmur, similarly armed and armoured, "and his enemies may strike at his champions at any moment," I pause, considering, listening. "Now, for example..."
How about we wait for a little while, he might just be late and after that we can go ask one of his assistant if he has seen him today he added
"Yes, yes I'm sure you're right lad." Wes sounds distracted as he stares off into space. Then, snapping back into reality, he looks at Desi and says with a halfhearted smile, "Superstition I'm sure lass, but I can't help but shake the feeling that you were right not to leave that sword at the inn."
"Lord Ragathiel's guidance is not clear to me," I murmur. "Is it to you?"
Kayla, Wes, and Kest hear a noise from down the hall. They each start to run to it. The rest of the group follows them. As each of you approach the door you hear the sound of things being thrown around and rough voices. The door is shut but opens suddenly as you approach. Inside the room you see a tall ape with a red rag on his head. It has a silver streak on its back. This ape is holding a elderly human in its paw. There are 6 other ape like creatures tearing the place a part.
where is the tome of the Shory? About the time the Ape is going to say something else. The group interrupts.
The Gorilla boss lets the human go and the man falls to floor unconscious.
Gorilla then looks at the group and say Can you tell me where the Tome of Shory is? If not I will have to kill all of you. He gives the time for the group to answer and then puts his paw to neck where there is choker. GH 3 near the back book case will wait for someone to move first.
Well. That's new. "Your ultimatum." Not one to mess around with people who threaten other people the first time they've met, Kest Knock an arrow and aims at the talking gorilla. Thinking it was unusual the thing grabbed the decoration at its neck, he decides to aim for it. Could be some magical nonsense going on here.
GH 3 jumps in front of the arrow.
Hearing the Noise from down the Hall, Kayla looks to Aodhiel, My Lord, it would seem that the mystery may be solved.
She turns and with barely a sound, Kayla vanishes among the trappings of the Museum, stealthily making her way toward the source of the sound.
I charge, heedless of my own safety, for the ape holding the librarian suspended, sweeping at it with a mighty blow of my sword.
Attack
Damage
As the Assimar cleric charges the Alpha Ape the cleric comes in to the room about 25 feet but is unable make contact with Ape. The closes Gorilla attempts to slam into the cleric but ape instead slams into the ape getting up from the arrow. They both fall prone. The Alph puts his free paw up and the other gorillas stay in place.
I will ask you once again where is the tome He is still touching his choker.
Finally a human who is smart enough to speak. My name is Ntanga, I am agent from Usaro. My king has sent me to find the Tome of the Shory. It is a book with a red binding it has unique symbol on it. We are the rightful owners of the tome. This human had a band of thieves steal it from us.I would prefer not fight if you can over the tome.
Ntanga gives the group time to respond.
The evil you sense is powerful not overwhelming but evil. The Apes seem to be evil but you expect that. Ntanga you sense is evil as well. There is a strong feeling from item, somewhere in the room but you cant place it.
Kayla is up
Desidera lowered her weapon to rest the point on the floor, and shook her head. "The only person that knows where to find it is the unconscious man on the floor." She did not lower her guard just yet, though. "I would rather not fight right now either. Does that collar bother you?"
Kayla moves among the shadows between the book shelves on hand on the hilt of her sword, ready to strike.
She awaits a cue from her master.
She tries to get in striking distance of the lead creature but does not attack
"Well if it's yours," Wes says, taking his hand off of his weapon and relaxing a little bit, "then I suppose you wouldn't mind telling us what it is, would you lad? "
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I make a minor gesture of delay, that I hope only Kayla will notice. We've nothing but this person's word... but I've learned not to rush to judgement.
"Allow me to attend his wounds," I nod towards the man, "and we'll see what he has to say for himself."
Kayla simply nods holding her position atop a bookshelf, tucked into the shadows. watching for possible ambush as well as looking to the lead ape for hints at betrayal.
Ntanga looks at Aodhiel and says You may do so Cleric. With a motion of his hand the others apes back away. Ntanga takes a step back as well and extends his hand in a jesture of respect while keeping his other paw on the necklace.
Kest nocks another arrow, but keeps his bow lowered. "Hmm. Watch yourself, aasimar."
Wes starts fidgeting with a dagger that the he pulled from his belt. The way he keeps messing with it is more of a nervous tick rather than a threat. "I'm sure you know this, but watch yourself lass." He says to Aodhiel quietly. Then he looks at the Ntanga, "You seem a reasonable enough...gorilla and I'm sure you won't, but, for the sake of understanding, if you harm my new found friend, then I'll make one of yours into a fur coat." The way he said it wasn't aggressive, or threatening, but more like stating a fact with a smile on his face.
Arwen just keep to himself muscle at the ready to strike
I slip over to the wounded man. I'm aware of the risk the gorilla poses, but at least I'm protecting my companions - and even if the man is a sinner himself, he deserves the chance to seek redemption before his death...
"Ragathiel's light shine upon you," I murmur, the divine grace of Ragathiel's healing power flowing through my touch...
The libraian wakes up and is groggy No No he murmmurs. Ntanga watches with caution. The man looks up at the cleric and says Who are you and why are you here?
Ntanga looks at the man says Where is the tome you stole from us?
The man looks and before the Cleric can answer him. He says in response The Tome of Shory is not yours Ape. Ntanga looks tense for a moment and then says.The Tome was purchased from you fairly by your standards. You failed to give it to us and that why we are here.
The Libraian counter back That was before I knew who you were and where you come from Ape. I will not allow the your godking to rule from the skies or to fuel your evil magic. The Tome is on way out of the city as we speak, going to place far way. Nida will see to that.
Ntanga looks at the group and says Now have you heard the truth, I do not wish a fight, but human went back his word.
"Wait..." I say, quietly but forcefully. "I require a moment to think."
"You may not be aware," I continue after a moment, "but as an ordained cleric of the Divine Empyreal Lord Ragathiel, General of Righteous Vengeance, Lord of Good Chivalry and Lawful Duty, I can offer peaceable arbitration of your dispute," I incline my head, "should both parties be willing to submit to it."
"I don't know about the Divine Empyreal Lord Ragathiel, but not letting some evil-magic-wielding-godking rule from the skies seems like a fair enough reason to rescind on a deal." Kest does not lower his bow further.
"Inventing such a godking to justify the theft of legally purchased property isn't acceptable either," I counter. "Divining the truth of such matters is far from simple," I smile at the archer, "not that I recommend you lower your bow at this juncture."
Listen up Ordained Cleric, these creature are evil as they come, so Evil in fact that as a Paladin i can sense it from here. There will be no truce, no bargain, no arbitration on my part.
"Someone here is lying to us, but only one broke into a library and attacked the librarian."
Wes waves his hand dismissively, "Yes, yes, fairness and righteousness and all that is fine, but the truth of the matter is that our unarmed librarian is outnumbered seven-to-one and they didn't waste their time in giving him a beating." As he is speaking, he strolls lazily towards the center of the room were Aodhiel and Jaden are. The he turns he attention to Ntanga, "Still, I see enough in my time as a... deck hand... to know that gold draws more blood than any steel. Woodes moves closer, trying to place himself a close to in between Ntanga and the nearest henchmen. [b]"Tell me mate, how much did your 'godking' pay for this tome?" Wes has his sword in his belt and his arms crossed over his his chest. He is doing his best to stay calm..