Thanks Kiera - I have checked in just wasn't sure what we should do. Miss sharing stories with you all.
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Yea, it seems to be the case sadly. Always worry when suddenly things go quiet and no one hears from a player.
Sure, go for it Ullogash
Volkar hesitated, and then swung his mace at Shara hoping that if he could just distract the elf, he could figure out a way to stop what she was doing.
Volker stood by to get a look at the revealed face. appraise
"Now, who ya be talking to about getting up in your damp," Volkar asked with a wry grin to the white haired woman who had turned on him and the others. He looked about and then at the restored portrait that Kiera had turned over. "There is something trapped in this house, more than memories, more than anger, but I don't understand how anyone could let such a place just sit here. Unless, like you say Mistress Kiera, they wanted to forget something."
"Agreed Mistress Kiera, I suspect it was a relationship that didn't end well," Volkar said as he took one more look around and followed the others out of the room.
"So, maybe that's part of the issue here, we need to put some things to right, help some to find peace?" Volkar said as he turned away from the window and walked back to where Andrezi was. He looked over the rest of the room trying to get some sense of what had happened in this room. Perception
He saw their cart and horse outside of the ruins they had found earlier. The number of crows had grown and seemed to be growing. He looked about at the birds and then they all in unison looked back at him. He tilted his head slightly as he looked at the larger group. He was certain they all did the same. He shook his head, and made a quick set of movements with his hands, something that he remembered his parents did when someone or something concerned them. Gulping, he turned back to the inside of the room and his fellow adventurers. "This place is giving me a bad feeling."
Hey folks, sorry for the pause. Last couple of weeks had me all over the place with this past t 2-3 weekend spent in the Orange County and LA area with my 18 yr old dau who had an audition for Disney park characters. She got cut, but we did a lot of recon on options to get into the costuming and design business side of the parks. So, while she will graduate with both a HS diploma and AA this June, it looks like she is going to be heading to Santa Ana College to get a second AA or AS in fashion design and costuming. Dad is pretty happy, as with her transferring credits, she may be able to get a 4yr degree within about 2.5 yrs. Gotta say, each of my three are so different in their approaches to thing. lol, parenting, it's an adventure. So, back to where posts should be a bit more predictable.
Volkar walked over to the window and looked out as the others looked about the desk. So this room, almost looks like it was closed and left alone. Why?" Perception outside
"But, Miss Kiera, something doesn't really add up," Volkar said as he looked over the windows that Kiera was commenting upon. His thumb and forefinger found the silver beard woven into his beard. "Why wouldn't the lord in town not take better care of all of this? Appraise windows
"They were of someone, not sure who, but someone," Volkar said, he shook his head and then turned himself towards where the others were heading. "Who builds such a mansion just to let it decay? Shouldn't there be some family to take care of this?"
"Not funny Andrezi, not funny at all," Volkar said as he followed the others into the room. He looked about and wandered into the room with a focus on the paintings. Perception ; Appraise paintings
Volkar agreed with Andrezi's sentiments. He was still a bit shaken and singed as he followed the others up into the stairwell and into the corridor. "Not sure how this is happening, but I think Ullogash, the ghosts are not creating all of this. Something else did, why did she say our children?" The last bit seemed to be more to himself than anyone in the party.
Volkar fell back against the wall and then slipped in a half fall into the stairwell. The smell of singed hair, dwarf, and cloth filled his nostrils. He whipped his hand back and forth quenching the small flames that still danced about his cuff and hand. "It - she - the manticore was a woman for a moment and she, it, it attacked me then burned itself up," Volkar said in a mix of fear and disbelief as the whiffs of smoke swirled about him and then behind him as he climbed the stairs. So, take half - 5 right?
Not a problem, appreciate the update and best of luck with the work. Sounds pretty interesting.
Volkar had walked through the set of doors and came back to where Shara and Ullogash were in the great hall. He looked about the room and at them. "Still not feeling all that well, but sure we can head up if that is what folks want to do." He let his eyes come to rest on the stuffed creature in front of him. ---
"i, uh, She was so beautiful and then rotted away as we danced, did you see her? Her neck was so perfect, then it was all bruised, like something had a hold of her..." He steadied himself and took a deep breath. He reached for his flask and took a sip. "a bit tired, dont feel right, actually.
Volkar looked at the piano's keys and tapped on a few of them. Letting the notes echo throughout the room. He looked about as the sounds fade into silence. Perform
Volkar heard Andrezi and Shara's comments, but the piano caught his attention in a way that he felt he needed to go look at it. He walked along it and came to where the keys where. "Seems like there was a lot of wealth in this place, why would you let this just rot away?" Perception with the piano as the focus of Volkar's gaze
"Music room back this way," Volkar held the door open and stepped into the piano room. --
"What about over there, check out that door and see what's over there?" Volkar asked the others as he grew a bit tired of watching the struggling creature. What they were looking for had to be bigger than a rat trapped in a giant tub. He walked to the door opposite of them and tried the latch.
"A rat, ok, do we just leave the thing?" Volkar followed and looked about the bathroom. Perception
Volkar readied his ax and nodded at the sword maiden. The house was stranger than some of the other places they had been so far.
Volkar nods at Kiera and begins whistling a tune he remembers his parents singing to as a small lad running about the long lost keep's halls. "Some enchanted evening, you will meet a stranger, Spoiler: Sorry, sorry, well not really, but had to do it.
"Do we want to finish exploring this fine level, before we start working our way upwards into what surely are the more comfy parts of this remarkable estate?" Volkar's voice dripped with sarcasm as he pointed upwards. --- It's incorporated into that.
"Aye, we," Volkar's statement in agreement was cut short as Ullogash headed further into the entry way. He shrugged and looked about the room. ===
"Nobility, always seemed to be more focused on the height of fashion, but apparently, the pit of decay seems to be the focus of this family's personal style." Volkar said as they entered the house's hall. He turned to the new lady amongst them, "Agreed, we search floor by floor, don't want anything coming up behind us."
As they approached the fork in the path that led to the house, Volkar looked at the ground and at the doors. "I think we should go towards the right, path is smaller, suspect people walked to it, while the larger path might have been bringing stuff into the house with carts and such" He looked about the outside of the dilapidated manor and towards the door he had suggested.
"Alrighty then, the horses are hobbled. We can let them just graze about," Volkar added to the ladies' discussion. He dropped his pack, rummaging through and finding his flask that he tucked into his clothing He double checked to make sure he had his potions and small casks. When he was certain as to where his gear was, he followed on with the others. [b]"Can't say I approve of the decor of this noble estate,"[//b] Volkar said with a chuckle.
Volkar moved after the scouting half-orc and took a position near one of the ruin walls. Perception check upon reaching placed moved to on the map
"Well, this looks about as lovely as stable's clean out pile," Volkar said as he hobbled the horse. He looked at the house, the ruins, and the ravens. "So, anyone have a better idea than just walking up to the front there and knocking on the door?"
"A wagon we could rent, I like that idea. I do have that pony, so I could use that for sure. How long of a Ullogash? Start now or on the morrow?" Volkar felt a bit of a rumble in his stomach and added, "Surely after a bite, or do we have to be so uncivilized as to eat rations along the way?''
"A map I won't lose, you on the other hand," Volkar gave a wry nod at Ullogash. Then he winked. "But, we need to get the horses, get our goods, and let the Sheriff know that is our next destination."
"Thanks good sir, I may want to come back and get a good drawing of that map, all new to me you see." Volkar said as the scholar turned to his books. He turned back to the map and looked at it for one last, long moment. "Yep, need to find a map of this area for sure. Maps are great things."
"Why move your family out to the middle of nowhere on the edge of nowhere actually, when you could just build your house in the old light if you are so interested in these ancient times?" Volkar continued as he contemplated the map. His fingers were twisting the silverbead in his forebeard. He turned back to the group, "Doesn't that seem a bit of a strange place for a noble estate? Spoiler: Sorry about that confusion, Volkar was wondering about the Foxgloves and their mansion location when they could have just set up and built on or near the Old Light.
Volkar stood looking at the map. He looked at it and listened to the exchange between Brodert and Kiera. After a bit, he turned back to Brodert and asked, "So, where else do you think these Thassalonians built places? I mean the light I can see it, but if you are interested that stuff, why not just build your mansion here next to it?"
Volkar looked about the man's residence and stacks of books, papers and drawings. As the man talked with Kiera, Volkar moved amongst the piles and looked at the drawings noting when things seemed familiar. The discussion about the Foxgloves was interesting, but it wasn't his family, so it was just that. When he mentioned a map of the area, Volkar perked up and focused on the man. After Andrezi asked for more, Volkar chimed in. "If you could show us a map, that would be wonderful. Not from around here and the table scribble our new friend made really didn't help me know where we are." Diplomacy
"Oh, him, nah he's no trouble, not yet," Volkar said with a wink and a chuckle as he pointed his at mug at the sitting storm cloud that had added details to the infestation of ghouls. "But, we do seem to have a growing problem with ghouls, and Mistress Kiera here things we should go visit some abandoned mansion. Mistress Shara, Volkar Glanral, also relatively new to Sandpoint, and glad to make your acquaintance. That's Andrezi there, and him, well not sure what tall, gray, and grumpy goes by."
"Apparently, he found a farm with ghouls as well," Volkar took a swig off his tankard of ale. "Can't make a map worth a tinker's dam, but Mistress Kiera here thinks we should go visit some abandoned manor. Now who's the lady there Andrezi?" Volkar tipped his tankard towards the white haired woman at the next table that his colleague had been visiting.
Welcome Shara and to all of you, hope its a wonderful Thanksgiving if that is a holiday you partake in and if not, may it be a wonderful day for you and yours!
"So you left the farm we came upon?" Volkar set the tankard down and watched the ale swish within its pewter containment. His fingers found his lucky bead in his forebeard and began twirling it. "Or was there another farm? I am newer here to Sandpoint and so I need a bit more of a map to understand what's where." Volkar waived his left hand in a circle as it pointed at the various utensils spread about the table that in theory was a map, but known onl to those knowing the area. "Where are we? Where were we? And, where is this Manor?"
Volkar shrugged and took another sip as Ameko seemed to focus the sitting storm cloud next to them. When Kiera began explaining how Andrezi interacted with his god, Volkar nodded and raised his glass to his lips. He took a sip still listening, and when she went on with her analogy of the lonely, stinky guy, he snorted sending a fine mist towards the floor. But his mirth was cut short the minute the skittish newcomer mentioned a farm of undead. "What did you find, and where? Quickly, now it's important."
I think Volkar is going to have to be convinced this guy's an ally, but I think you did just fine with him.
"Not sure that I want to take advice on the gods from one who appears to have been abandoned by them," Volkar broke his silence as he listened to the long eared, gray-skinned orcish man speak. He took a sip from his mead and continued as he looked back to the striking white-haired woman, "I think you have it right ma'am. Listen to her child, and to our priest, but I would say ignore him."
Tyranius, welcome, and no need to favor pina coladas though.
Sounds great! It has been a really great adventure so far and lots of fun to be a part of.
I can make my actions and such in italics below a line in the story. Where is the best place to keep a treasury list going?? Google docs?
Welcome Shara to the group. Sorry, I stepped away it seems from the board a bit too long. Great to have you and thanks Upayano. As to a 5th, it might not be a bad idea...but still not sure how the recruitment process for Paizo works, lol. Felt pretty lucky that I got pulled into this game having tried to be a player in a few other games.
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