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"My nephew is right, we should know the location, in case we get separated. Also, who is this Arael fellow?" Antal tries to step as much as he can on the edges of the water to stay dry.

"Well I suppose that's subtlety out the door. Hup!" Antal says as he drops through the trapdoor into the sewer. "And now my shoes are ruined. This day just keeps getting better." The halfling keeps his hands up, keeping his prized cane and crossbow from the dirty water.

"Fool boy, listen to your elders when they tell you things." A sound rap on the skull with the little halfling's cane drives the idea home. "Ugh... the sewers. I suppose having ones pants dirtied could be better than being run through by our friends. I will endeavor to move ahead and see how we can go about it." Antal moves into the kitchen, searching for the trapdoor.

Antal stands to his full height and steps near the boy with his mug. "Drink this boy. Dust will have caked upon your esophogal tract while you ran. This will help a bit, after a few sips breathe slowly and deeply." Antal watches carefully as the boy drinks the lemonade, and listens carefully to his breathing.

Antal leans back in his chair. "I've heard speeches like this before. What makes your little revolution more likely to succeed than any that have come before?" The aging halfling is clearly unimpressed. "I wish to help this city as well, but idealism only brings one so far. Plans are important, and I would not like to have the Hellknights come and knock over my shop because someone got careless. What exactly are you proposing Janiven?"

Sucks being the voice of reason in a room of idealists.

"Of Course, dinner. It would be impolite to discuss such things on an empty stomach in any case. I will have lemonade should you be so kind as to pour me some." The halfling sits at the table and adjusts his fine hat. "Some cheese would be lovely, thank you, Coran... was it?" He takes his slice and begins to eat carefully. "I feel that we must all have some aspects of a similar personality if we are to be called to this secret meeting. Namely, that we all feel the need for change upon the streets and parapets of our fair city." Antal tends to make grand gestures as he speaks, which looks rather more impressive with his cane than with a slice of cheese.

"Well my boy, you are only 18 years, no one expects you to be as old and wise as a well-travelled elder." Antal steps lightly into the room and looks around. Then sweeps his hat from his head and bows over his cane. "Antal Syiel, at your service my fine lady. I trust this oddly coloured fellow is another associate? That is a rather fine bat on your shoulder my boy, is it a Varisian Hollowchest?" Antal holds out his hand to shake.

Antal will arrive with his Nephew right on time. "Now now, my boy. Those aren't the kind of stories you need. After all, what kind of story has no goblins. Only a half naked man? Should have been dragging him through hobgoblins. You need to get to know some bards my boy." The small halfling raps lightly with his cane at the tavern door. "Antal Syiel, here by invitation of the riveting Lady Janiven." The alchemist leans upon his cane and peers at the door annoyed. "One would be of the opinion that a 'tavern' would be open at this juncture. After all, it is near suppertime, which is the time at which the proprietor would be making most of his currency."

"Well now. What an odd young woman. Are you unharmed Franco?" Antal brushes off his fine coat, picks up his hat and takes up his walking cane again. "Vizio's Tavern. Tomorrow. 4 o'clock. Sounds rather shady. Perhaps a tad dark and conspiratory." The dapper little halfling smiles. "Should be fun. Shall we enjoy and evening with the young lady and our counterparts Franco? Who knows, perhaps she has a true opportunity for bettering the lives of the Wiscrani about us." Without waiting for an answer Antal heads inside, sitting down at his regular stall and laying out an impressive collection of salves, potions and other medical supplies.

Hooray, Antal Syiel away to post!

Just requested access as ryuko_kun, dotting the thread. I'll post something of note when I get off work.

Antal is pleased to join his friends and allies in crime.

Also, as long as the GM is ok with it, this seems the perfect char to do an IC character journal with. Just give me a thought on whether or not you'd enjoy that Lichtor.

I'm fine with that, sounds like some fun drama to play a bit into, however I feel it might be more like Antal would be an uncle (considering the difference in our ages, and that Antal sees Meddyg more as a mentor and not as a father.) Antal would have been around 30 when he got training from Meddyg. But I think tying the stories together sounds fun.

In respect to the shadow beasts- do they fly or are they incorporeal? Would they come out over the water? Would sleeping out on barge be safe...er? I take it they keep away from fire and light- Would it be safe to be in an enclosed ruin somewhere with a fire or other light source at the entrance?

While it's never explicitly spelled out how many and what varieties the shadow beasts are, they do have issues with light, avoiding it if they can. However, unless you had a roaring fire at the entrance, I don't know if it would keep them away. They are not incorporeal. Just a few thoughts.

Ok, Here's my ideas.

Meddyg Apothecaries: A large organization of Apothecaries that does business under one roof in Rego Cader. The owner of the building and chief apothecary is Meddyg Niorlo, a Half-Elven Potions maker. Those who wish to sell there must pay him for the privilege, but it is cheaper than buying and attempting to start ones own shop, particularly with the cutthroat business model around the area. Antal can be found here most days, dropping a small amount to ensure that he can work as an apothecary and healer from the building.

NPCs:
Meddyg Niorlo: Antal and the Half-Elf who first employed him after his near death run from the authorities have become very close. Antal sees Meddyg as a mentor, particularly since the older apothecary opened his eyes about how useful alchemy can be to a healer. They share dinner every week, talking of many things old and new. Meddyg is a middle aged elf whose odd parentage has been a curse to him. Somehow his elven and human blood reacted badly, and have caused ugly facial deformities. He is a bitter man, but not without remorse. He has of late been threatened by rival organizations who resent his groups influence in Rego Cader.

Gwenwyn Roshyn: A beautiful Tiefling with a nose for trouble, Gwenlyn has been cast from society as long as she remembers. Her red-tinted skin, tiny vestigial horns, slender frame and long luxurious black hair mark her succubus heritage well, and she has used these to great advantage in her career as a prostitute. Antal visits her regularly, though never for the services she advertises. He taught her some simple potions to stave off disease many years ago and found she had an apt talent for poisons. Antal visits frequently to trade cash or healing supplies for poisons to keep himself safe.

Those work well enough?

Finally posting on my witch concept. Image to change (i think)

Sazer, is a gnome witch, who works in a shop called 'Mystic Remidies' located in Rego Cader. The shop is owned by friedns of his, who sought out Westcrown to ply their trade in the healing arts. With the decline of the sector and danger stalking the night, business has been bad. Each evening, Sazer accompanies them to the dusk market as they sell their salves and potions for what meager coin they can get.

A extremely curious gnome, Sazer has tried on numerous occasions to explore Delvehaven nad has written to the pathfinder lodge in Absolom, hoiping for aid in exploring the fallen lodge. Recently he's recieved a letter encouraging him and a wayfinder. He has no idea who his benefactor is, and the mystery of the benefactor and the lodge consume his free time. Sazer is also enamored with the element of fire, seeing in its cleansing power a chanced to change westcrown.

If we both get in we could likely know one another. I was planning on having Antal work with an apothecary, so being with the same or a rival could be fun. Just a connecting thought.

Also should have Description, Personality, Background, NPCs, and Areas up tonight.

Got traits, equipment, extracts, and Special abilities done on Antal here. Planning on making him a bit bookish, taking notes on things that intrigue him. Enemies who die, and who are of odd types (Shadow Beasts, any animals he hasn't seen, demons or devils) will likely get dissected by the little anatomist. He's eager to learn. Also planning on working toward a healers and surgeons kit as soon as possible.

Here's a bit of him, need to throw together equipment, history and descriptions and such. But I get it, I personally think Greatblade is underestimated in roleplaying but I'm ok to play this one anyway. And he generally tries to avoid killing people anyhow so... yeah there's that. He'll stabilize downed enemies and keep them alive if he can, unless there's a very convincing reason to kill them. He's not a monster after all. Might change his skills around a bit, but that's ok. Any thoughts?