Male Gnome Sorcerer 1 (Umbral); Perception +6, Init +2, AC 12 (16 w/ mage armor), HP 7/7, Fort +1, Ref +2, Will +3, Crossbow +2 (1d8x2);
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Spells 4/4 1st "Aye, his name is Brazillia Thrune." Dred again looks over his shoulder for any sign of the Hellknights, "Don't you think it rather strange that these fires all occur the night that he takes control? My contacts believe that he may be complicit in the Night of Ashes. He seems to be particular evil and cruel - even by the standards of the thrice damned House Thrune. I ask you my friends, how long will the good citizens of Kintargo tolerate this tyrant?"
Male Gnome Sorcerer 1 (Umbral); Perception +6, Init +2, AC 12 (16 w/ mage armor), HP 7/7, Fort +1, Ref +2, Will +3, Crossbow +2 (1d8x2);
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Spells 4/4 1st Dred Delgeth slips into the warm glow of the tavern and settles into shadows of the periphery. Cautiously he watches the patrons, looking for any tell-tale signs of Thrune operatives. They mean well, but are they ready for what is to come? Dred hesitates before gathering his resolve. The rebellion needs recruits! The black clad sorcerer lays down gold and orders several pitchers of strong ale. After scanning the room one last time he approaches the group with a smile. "Greetings, I am Dred Delgeth. May I join you?" Dred pulls back the heavy cowl of his cloak and places the pitchers of ale on the table. "Drink well my friends! Storm clouds gather on the horizon and I fear that soon fate will test our mettle. Strong drink will fortify you for the trials ahead. But, I see that I have interrupted. Please, continue with your conversation. Who do I have the honor of drinking with today? These fires last night are a dire omen, are they not?" |