Yeah, Thanks for running it. This has my first AL game. Are the factions beneficial? Unless I'm making a huge mistake, factionless is fine. Raina was great I vote she can have the wand.
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Grimm's Story
"I'm going to assume that our young Lord Sokol was one of the casualties here. What about our Guard Captain. We still have not located the reason for the disruption of light in the tower. " Kairon reports as he wanders around the room picking up coins. "Perhaps a short rest is in order while we figure out our next move. "
Seeing the effect of his previous blast and sensing the end of the battle Kairon could feel his pulse quickening. Wanting to have the final blow of the fight he propels another blast. Hoping for a similar effect as the last strike.
Taking a second to make sure his components had not been compromised, Kairon frustratedly tries to launch another blast on energy.
Kairon moves closer to the water and tries to shake off the performance of his past few seconds. "Keep that up And we won't make it to see tomorrow. Come on Kai! Step it up" He thinks to himself as he prepares another Eldritch Blast to release.
Now that he has stable footing and a clear target Kairon let's loose another eldritch plast at the skeleton closest him.
Kairon releases a bolt of eldritch energy at one of the skeletons in front of Raina hoping to help even the odds she faces.
"Perhaps the two of you should work in unison" Kairon says as he steps closer to the door.
Nodding affirmatively at Raina for her good idea Kairon attempts to cross the room.
Done, sorry forgot about the stat block
Fire Damage, Reflex for Half Round 2 Attack
Round 3 Attack
Stepping back away from the Animations Kairon confirms the details about the animated armored that the group has deduced on thier own by this point.
Kairon steps back from the suits of armor and places his palm forward calling forth an blast of eldritch energy to strike the closest animation.
Kairon slides back down from the ledge. Brushing himself off he looks up and shakes his head. "Nothing but remains. Seems we are in a burial crypt."
As Kairon reaches the ledge he will peak over first befor hauling himself onto the ledge. Just in case something lays in wait.
Kairon shrugs and moves to climb the low wall. "I can see with minimal light. Just keep you lantern pointed up there. "
Kairon stands and straightens his tunic. "Shall we head back to the dig site? Try out these access ideas? Unless our friendly ghost wants to take us somewhere else I think that is the best option for us. " he turns and starts heading for the door.
To Raina back on the couch. "Cormanthor, we helped reclaim the lost city of Myth Drannor." Just as it seemed like he was going to elaborate into an interesting story Ceidith squeezes out of the hole and draws Kairons attention back to the present. "Oh our scout has returned. We shall continue this story another time. Perhaps over some wine. But for now We should focus on the task at hand. " As he looks curiously over the journal himself, Kairon nods in agreement with the conclusions that been brought forth already. "Did we ever determine the motive of our she-ghost? What is it she seeks?"
Returning Ander's stare with a wry smirk Kairon says "Well, as Raina mentioned, most ghosts I've encountered have been rather aggressive. I just bring it up to point out that we seem to be following this apparition around blindly. Let's just be careful that she doesn't lead us into a trap. As an example, our scout has been in that hole a long time, should we be concerned?" Turning back to Raina "You are truly an adventurous soul my dear. Tell me more about yourself. "
Kairon looks at everyone. Smiles at Raina and pats the open seat next to him beckoning her to sit next to him. "So, am I the only one that finds it strange that we are following a spirit around?"
Kairon sits down on a random couch to make himself comfortable while they wait for the scout.
"Have you found something? Why are we moving this furniture?" Kairon moves to the side in order for a stronger member of the party to step in.
Looking at some of the adornments around the room, Kairon says "Hmmm, someone favors Tyr. I assume this is the young lord's room?"
Kairon finds it very odd that he is following a creature from beyond and wonders to himself if this is the wisest thing to do.
"Upon further examination, this does not seem to be a portal at all. I thought perhaps this was perhaps a magical gate. Perhaps a secret treasure was buried here and found. "
Hmmm, I cannot make out these runes. I wonder if our missing guard is trapped or fell to his death below. Kairon says after a quick glance around and looking at the sundered rope.
Kairon agrees to the western tower.
"I do not but If nothing is out of the ordinary perhaps the cause of the malfunction is coming from something else."
"Agreed. The beacon could provide some clues as to the cause of its inoperation. " Kairon stands slightly back from the locked door but prepares himself in the case of something hostile on the other side.
While walking to the ferry Kairon leans down and softly says to the halfling shepherd "I do not believe it was mentioned how much our finders fee would be. We will need to make sure the fee covers the expense of our talents. " On the boat... "No turning back now.
"Well met Largo. You can shepherd the souls of our enemies all like, but mine is spoken for. " Says the half elf.
The Half Elf looks up from the meal he is finishing and says "Im Kairon. Im going to tag along as well if there are no objections. I was beginning to wonder if you where coming out.
FYI, Kairon can be a bit crude and or flirtatious lol. If I take his character too far let me know and I'll tone it down. Princess Bride is awesome. Love movie references in game too.
As the half elf walks outside, he sees Raina donning her armor. Raising one eyebrow, "Need some help?" he asks with a sly grin.
Kairon leaves the the money on the table for his food and drink. Picks up his back pack, downs the rest of his cider, and grabs the food bowl. As he's walking toward the door he looks to the barmaid and says with a wink "No worries dear, I'll bring the bowl back just to be able to see you again." Still eating his food, he walks by Yarroth and nods.
The half elf turns and to look at the table with a cup full of cider and a bit of bread. He spears just as anxious for an answer as the Genasi.
If you look at the bottom of the messagebox you type in there is a drop down menu of the PbP code. "How to format your text"
"Now how can I try anything but a cider after our new friends endorsement." Kairon nods at the bartender in a "make it so" kind of way and puts a gold piece on the table. "Something for it to wash down as well." While he waits, Kairon tries to non chalantly listen to the conversation of the two female mercenaries and the two men talking in hushed tones.
A tall half elf with black hair and pale skin walks through the door. His hair pulled back away from his face, he looks around the room confidently seeming to note the location of everyone in room. His gaze lingering slightly on the barmaid and lady mercenaries. Wearing a dark leather tunic over a fine set of clothes, the elf is carrying a backpack with a crossbow hung from it and a dagger is sheathed at his side. He walks to a barstool puts his backpack down at his feat and takes a seat, seaming somewhat weary from travel.
Ok I think this is the way to go.
Yeah. Perhaps next time.
Id like to submit. I'm available to post multiple times a day.
wasn't sure on how much starting money I would have so I kept it real basic. I can fill in additional information. Recent Backstory:
As the party walks into the tavern they notice a man leaning up against the bar with a cloth bandage wrapped around his head nursing a drink. He has brown hair that covers some of his face but what you can make of it has a few weak old beard sprouting from his cheeks. Hes of a slight build and looks as though he's been fighting a fire. His soot marred studded leather armor has seen road wear and the sword at his waste looks in need of some oil. Beside him you see a backpack with a shield and crossbow tied to it. It too has seen better days.
Harriston finds himself in an in drinking due to his latest foray into the country side. He had teamed up with a couple a couple of weeks previous when he came across some information on the location of a lost tome he'd been researching for the last few months. This tome could have given the Divine Academy great insight into the ancient building methods of the lost civilization of McGuffins. Bron, a warrior (he thought) and Irasibeth, a wizard, had agreed to come with him when he found the two of them in the area looking for the same ruins he was searching for. The three made a good team and Harriston felt they were truly bonding. He even thought Irasibeth and him had “something.” Well to make a long story short, they found the ruins they were looking for and delved in to find treasures and more importantly the tome of lost knowledge. It took some time but after a few skirmishes with goblins, disarming a few intricate traps, and a tangle with a mimic in the form of a bookcase, they located the ancient hidden library. It was then that the true colors of his companions came through. Come to find out after a little monologueing that they were zealots belonging to the Church of Twilight (an evil church bent on bringing around the end of civilization as we know it) and they were glad that I could help them find this ancient library they were searching for. Harriston tried to fight, he wounded the wizard but the two of them were too much for him and the paladin gave him a nasty blow to the head. They tied him up and he was surprised when Bron was able to heal Irasibeth. Some sort of paladin he must have been and Harriston missed it comepletely. They ransacked the library around him and when they were done and had taken all they wanted they seemed to find amusement in setting the place ablaze with him still tied to a chain in the library. The last thing he remembers of them is Irasibeth saying “Farewell young cleric, you will die with all the knowledge you sought.” Then the secret door to the library closed, leaving Harriston to burn with the bookshelves and remaining books. Harriston managed in the nick of time to break free from his bonds. He was inhaling a lot of smoke when he reached the secret door. He couldn't see due to smoke filled tears blurring his eyes but managed to find the door release and fell out of the library. Closing the door behind him, gasping for fresh air, he collapsed hoping he'd done enough to keep him from burning up himself. When he woke up some undetermined amount of time later, he pulled himself up and headed back to town. He hasn't prayed for new spells in a few days and is just happy that he made it back to civilization and to a nice deep mug of ale. Background – Cloistered Scholar:
As a child, you were inquisitive when your playmates were possessive or raucous. In your formative years, you found your way to one of Avonali's great institutes of learning , where you were apprenticed and taught that knowledge is a more valuable treasure than gold or gems. Now you are ready to leave your home- not to abandon it, but to quest for new lore to add to its storehouse of knowledge. The great library is always in need of workers and attendants, some of whom rise through the ranks to assume roles of greater responsibility and prominence. You might be one of the Divine Academy's own, dedicated to the curatorship of what is likely the most complete body of lore and history in all the world. Perhaps instead you were taken in by the scholars of the Vault of the Sages or the Map House in Korkas, and now you have struck out to increase your knowledge and to make yourself available to help those in other places who seek your expertise. You might be one of the few who aid Herald's Holdfast, helping to catalogue and maintain records of the information that arrives daily from across Avonali. Skill Proficiencies: History, plus your choice of one from among Arcana, Nature, and Religion Languages: Two of your choice Feature – Library Access
Personality: Personality Traits - I'm willing to listen to every side of an argument before I make my own judgement. - I am tolerant of other faiths and respect the worship of other ideals Ideal - The path to power and self-improvement is through knowledge. Bond - I work to preserve the vast history and knowledge at the Academy. Flaw - Its very hard for me to keep a secret, or anyone else's |