
Kagnin Alemaster - Helmed Lady |

Waking as well rested as he's been in almost a fortnight, Aldhranhald steps naked from beneath the blankets of his wonderfully comfortable bed in the Juliver Arms to greet the day. The evening's hot bath scrubbed the dust and dirt of the road from his ivory-white, elven skin and refreshed his spirits as well. After taking time to write his journal in the ample notes pages at the rear of his copy of Irori's Unbinding the Fetters, he dresses in his clothes and leathers, shoulders his pack and heads downstairs and out thanking the innkeep on the way. Upon arriving once again at The Helmed Lady he makes his way directly to Kagnin.
"Madam Alemaster! A pleasure to see you again. I wonder... well, two things really. Thing the first, might I leave this bedroll with you for safekeeping whilst I travel to the Emerald Spire with my newfound companions? I'd be willing, of course, to pay a small deposit for your trouble. It seems my pack has just as much as I can carry at the moment, and this hefty bedsack will only slow me down. And thing the second, might I have a heaping plate of whatever it is your serving for breakfast with a bit of hot tea? It smells delicious!" While addressing the keeper of The Helmed Lady Aldhranhald scans the room for any of his newly acquainted companions.
First in reference to your journal entry, nicely done! I enjoyed it, ... but poor Alex the ignored ...
I realize he is a NPC/PC being played by the DM, but technically he is a party member as well. And this goes to EVERYBODY,It would be nice if you all would treat him as such on occasion at least. I don't expect him to be the center of attention, or to be the 'star' either! No, that is your all's roll to play! But, just things like, when you make a list of the party members, at least mention him in passing? Thank you."So you want me to hang onto this bedroll for ya young man? Sure I can do that! And for such simple tasks we only charge 1 copper a day! You won't find a better bargain! Mind you, after 1 month or upon news of your death, it becomes ours to do with as we please.