A cough is heard from a dark corner of the room and the smell of gunpowder becomes strong in the air as a man roughly 5' 9" stands and walks over to the bar holding his musket bearing an axe head which glows with the aura of magic in a deep voice he orders a pint of beer for those who continue watching notice he also carries a magical longbow and longsword. He takes a drink from his mug turns to the nearest crowd and asks in his deep voice, "is their any adventure for an man such as myself?" at that he starts to clean his musket. Still waiting for an answer he does not move from his seat.
I a am new to the Grand Lodge but not new to combat my friend I come from Sandpoint. For many years I defended one of its bridges from what seemed like hundreds of Goblins until I was relieved by some Silver Mount soldiers and was ordered to travel to Silver Mount with my companion Gorathian Carten. After living as a gunsmith in an underground network of local thieves and rouges I made the decision to leave and come here to this place. If you are in need of Training I can help you to hone your skills of the sword and if you want I can also help train you with firearms.
Hmmm... I have not been here for long but I already have seen the lack of diplomacy in the ranks but in combat what may diplomacy do for you when facing off against vicious ogres or deranged wizards of unimaginable power... if this party of people known as the lamplighters does not have any leadership then how are they to keep their diplomatic selves afloat in this world of never ending battle? |