"As kind an offer as that mace is I've my own blade again here, and I've little skill with such a clumsy heavy handed weapon. I do hop ewe will meet again."
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"I did, it was that empty room we entered before this one, though if you want you can check to see if there is anything they left."
"I was given that blade by a crusader who recovered it from the worldwound. IF truly that blade is from your family i would welcome you to it. It does little good here in my vault." "As for turning my home to a safe house, I can't provide security but I can supply floor space. With any luck you'll find a better place to keep them."
The older man grumbles but offers to show you a short cut to his home. Hopefully it will be a safer route.
"If I must play host I will. Assuming it remains in good repair and my guards are able to secure the grounds.
Hargus embarrassed, answers. "Surprised, yes the man recently asked for a rather substantial loan from me."
Hargus seems disinterested in the news of the locations of the safe house.
DC 10 Sense motive: Hargus is shocked to find out that Nyserian Manor is a Templar safe house-he tries to cover up his reaction.
In the middle of all the chaos and destruction, Hargus Gwerm's manor is something of a miracle, for it seems to have escaped without any damage at all. Hargus is somewhat disgusted that his guards and the help have abandoned the manor-even more so when he realizes that they made off with a lot of his valuables. Fortunately for you, his vault remains locked tight, and while he might grumble about it, he stays true to his word to reward you
Gwerm thanks you awkwardly once the award is paid, covering his genuine expression of sentiment by offhandedly remarking, " Of course you recognized my importance immediately, but still, you did a most adequate job of getting us safely to the surface. Above average, even. I will stay here. You should hurry on and take that woman to her wife. "
"The only reason I haven't taken my leave of you fools yet is that your home is on the way to my own. Or at least near enough to make little difference. That and I'll hold up my end of the bargain for getting me home safe. "
"Can we really afford to take on any more? The streets are not safe, this woman wants nothing to do from us, and I doubt our friend's magic has made her more agreeable to us."
"The bastard borrowed a large sum of money from me, if he used it for any dark design he'll have to answer to me."
"Perhaps because it has nothing to do with you or the attack! Or do you think that everything in our lives was simply leading up to this moment?"Hargus practically growls at Alesie.
The light is in enough to distract Hargus from his tirade against the young half-elf woman and he stares in amazement at the weapon wielded by the Paladin. "I know Kandra Nyserian,he is a good man I only find it hard to believe that he is working with these 'Templars'. I actually recently borrowed some large sum of money from him for a certain purchase." DC 15 Sense motive: His eyes quickly dart to Anevia as though it had something to do with the woman.
Hargus seems honestly shocked to be accused of such an association. W-what? DO you honestly believe that if I were in league with such beings that I would have placed myself in such obvious danger and get myself trapped down here with the likes of you! Or perhaps you think that Trendelive's dying act would be to save one of these cultists as well?" He spits on the blood soaked floor. "If it were not for your own part in helping us reach the surface I would challenge you to a duel. Next time my hand flies on its own. Where I come from, there are penalties when a woman lies."
Hargus feigns disinterest in the news of the locations of the safe house.
DC 10 Sense motive: Hargus is shocked to find out that Nyserian Manor is a Templar safe house-he tries to cover up his reaction.
Hargus feignes disinterest in the news of the locations of the safe house. DC 10 Sense motive:
Hargus is shocked to find out that Nyserian Manor is a Templar safe house-he tries to cover up his reaction "What does it matter how long they've plotted this. The attack is done and we best move quickly back to the surface. If this is what those cultits will do to their allies I fear what may be left of our fair city...
Hargus looks down at the girth of his belly and again at the crack in the stone. "Use your magic, I'd like a much to fall and get stuck then leap a gap like that."
Hargus begrugingly moves over and takes his place on the stone to "help". Mutter about the freaks and that it may just be a mercy to leave this one under a rock where it belongs...
He strains with the rest of the group and seems to do some small part.
He grumbles about the morningstar but will accept it. "I'm useless with such crude weapons... However a rapier I can fight with."
Hargus seems pleased with the request to use another tongue. "Ne! Samozřejmě, že ne! Dva postiženými tělesně osoby mohou pohybovat mnohem tišší a klidnější v jeskyních a pak nás všechny. Dostaneme se na povrch a já pošlu své soukromé stráže tady dole získat zbytek z nich." Hallit: "No! Of course not! Two abled bodied persons can move much quieter and quieter in the caves then all of us. We'll get to the surface and I'll send my private guards down here to retrieve the rest of them."
Hargus notices that nearly everyone has gone to sleep. Slowly and quietly he gets up moving cautiously over to Jokum. He kneels by the man, whispering so as not to wake anyone else. "Your blade and bow are both impressive I can tell a man of skill when I see one." He nods as if emphasizing the the wisdom of his own words. "A man with skills as sharp as yours is worth his weight in gold when the time comes... I want to hire you to get me out of here. Leave these fools behind, they'll only slow us down and cause far to much noise. If you can get me to the surface I'll reward you with two thousand gold dragons!"
"Do what you will clearly my advice isn't needed. AND DOT EXPECT MY HELP" With that explosive out bust he storms out of the temple to cool off for a while. Anyone looking can tell he's stay near the door in case of trouble.
Horgus is a bit taken aback by her outburst, but then contemptuously remarks, unused to have people stand up to him or heaven forbid raise their voice to him! “Oh the irony of being chided by someone who is known to consort with thieves. Perhaps I keep my faith more personal then you but I can’t believe your arrogance to compare me to th-those monsters! Demons killed my family, if not for a brave crusader I would have died too! To compare me to those that worship those abominations to too far Anevia!”
Hargus mutters loud enough to have his voice echo about the ante chamber. ”Anevia and Aravashnial are slowing us down, perhaps it’s time that we split up. A few of us could certainly move ahead." Adding again as an after thought "and maybe even get some help.” Implying that perhaps it's best to leave her behind and abandon her to her fate.
Hargus refuses to touch any of the fare brought back. Eating some of the rations found in the pack instead. He keeps to himself and curls up on one of the far pews to rest for the night.
Horgus is a bit taken aback by her outburst, but then contemptuously remarks, unused to have people stand up to him or heaven forbid raise their voice to him! “Oh the irony of being chided by someone who is known to consort with thieves. Perhaps I keep my faith more personal then you but I can’t believe your arrogance to compare me to th-those monsters! Demons killed my family, if not for a brave crusader I would have died too! To compare me to those that worship those abominations to too far Anecia!”
Mutters loud enough to have his voice echo about the ante chamber.”Anevia and Aravashnial are slowing us down, perhaps it’s time that we split up. A few of us could certainly move ahead." Adding again as an after thought "and maybe even get some help.” DC 20 Sense Motive: implying that perhaps it's best to leave her behind and abandon her to her fate.
Hargus rudely interrupts the elf. "You and your mad conspiracy theories. Yes mole people or even better: The nobles of Kenabras are funding the cultists! You come of with these mad ideas nearly every day!" He sits his large body upon the far side of the bench pulling a handkerchief out and wiping at his profusely sweating face. "I don't like the feel of this place..." He mutters half to himself.
"Aye, fiends and fools make poor companions, not much I can do about the down here though."
"Hmph, like as not it was luck. If there were as good as you say then you must have been a piss poor adventurer!"
Hargus eyes the elf suspiciously as he mentions recruiting others, muttering something about rifts to him self. He chuckles at the idea he may be a crusader. "No, no, I'm from a well to do family. The nobel House Gwerm, though we suffered great losses while I was but a child at the hands of demons. Very few of my family remains..."
"Fools the lot of ya. You're going to get us all killed down here!" He steps out to the courtyard.
Horgus is a bit taken aback by her outburst, but then contemptuously remarks “Oh the irony of being chided by someone who is known to consort with thieves. Perhaps I keep my faith more personal then you but I can’t believe your arrogance to compare me to th-those monsters!”
Mutters loudly ”Anevia is slowing us down perhaps it’s time that we split up. A few of us could certainly move ahead and maybe even get some help.”
DC 20 Sense Motive: implying that perhaps it's best to leave her behind and abandon her to her fate.
"Oh don't forget breaking and entering, theft, intimidation and a pletherea of other unsavory activities. All in the name of the 'greater good' after all."
"Or the fact that most of the other crusaders view you all as an annoyance and even Prelate Hulrun, the greatest witch hunter of Kenabras wont work with you."
"Idiot boy shut your mouth! Do you have any idea what else might be listening?" The harsh whispered words came sharp and quick. The man came into the glow of the candle lit by Haroon. His features took on an otherworldly appearance as the flickering flame cast strange shadows. He moves slowly, his corpulent belly bouncing as he moved over the uneven stone floor towards Sam. "All of you a far too loud for my taste, especially you!" He jabs a finger roughly in her chest. "Are you trying to get us killed?"
The man slowly opens one eye warily, trying to continue his feigned unconscious. Seeing that the party had mostly moved away from him he quickly gets to his feet, brushing off his overly ornate clothes. "So many of you, yet all that commotion over a few worms... I tremble to think how you would fare against even the weakest of demons." He dabs a handkerchief at the small cut on his head. The only apparent injury from the harrowing fall from the city above.
"Well if anyone has a rapier I can use that." Hargus reluctantly grumbles.
"Zavři pusu fracek! Did anyone care to think why such a beast would be just sitting there? I tremble at the thought that our 'protection' lies in such able hands. " Your attempt has only served to make him more upset with you. "It's not as if anyone even bothers to ask my opinion."
Hallit: Shut your mouth whelp!
"Ah!, What are you doing trying to get us all killed? What if you had dropped that? We'ed all been roasted alive. You don't even know if we have fresh air coming in here. You could burn it all away!"
A large man lies to the west his elaborate clothes mark him a member of nobility. His head has a large gash, his face plastered with blood and dirt. While breathing, he is unconscious.
As you drag the limp man across the uneven stones, his head strikes one and he lets out a sharp shout. "Ouch! Watch it you bumbling oaf. I'm not a sack of roots!" He gives you a rough kick and struggles to his feet. He roughly grabs the bandages and presses them against his forehead. Care to explain what made you think you could handle me so roughly peasant."
A large man lies to the west his elaborate clothes mark him a member of nobility. His head has a large gash, his face plastered with blood and dirt. While breathing, he is clearly unconscious. |