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The night proved uneventful but the biting cold made sleeping difficult. Your dreams, if you can all them that, were mostly of a eldritch pale blue skinned woman with a maniacal laughter wielding a menacing sword. "Your soul is mine!" she shouts and stabs you. You are jolted awake and you find yourself in your rented room at the inn. You suit up and head for the common room.
You leave Winterhaven behind and head for the Keep. The sun refuses to light your way as it hides behind dark storm clouds. The occasional bird and animal stop to watch you pass but for the most part the road to the Keep is deserted. After a couple of hours of hard riding, the Keep can be seen over the horizon like a dessicated corpse hand clawing its way out of the earth.
Esmeralda nods her thanks at Genryuu.
"You mean outside the inn? No, here's where I met him."
"No that message was the first time he asked for a favor." Esmeralda seems to wither under the scrutiny of such legendary figures.
Esmeralda tries to remember the answer to all of Immeral's questions. "The last time he was here was when he delivered that message." "He's been going here about once a month."
For Old Chorro Spoiler: No. She is fresh in a manner of speaking. No rot there.
Spoiler: Sorry, I haven't been able to post sooner as I am still in the process of normalizing my office routine. Please bear with me. Thanks
Esmeralda tries to cover her surprise, "He had stayed at the inn a few time before. He says he's a merchant."
Esmeralda returns from the kitchen, her clothes smell of the burnt food. "Sorry about that Alasandro. You wanted a description of the man right? He was a tall man, about six feet, lean and muscular. He had long black tied in a pony tail. Streaks of grey can be seen at his temples. He had a moustache and beard, both well trimmed. He had a hawk-like nose, pale complexion." "His eyes though were the most peculiar feature of his face, they were a very clear blue like that of a cloudless summer sky. I got the impression that he could see right through me. Never felt so exposed." Insight Roll, DC 25 Spoiler: You suspect that delivery was not the first and last time Esmeralda observed the delivery man.
Esmeralda shrieks when she smells something burning, "Oh no!" Amos laughs, "Esmeralda, still absent-minded." "She'll be back," Amos tells you.
"Always the man of direct action, Genryu Yeegar," Lavender replies with a smile. "But first, friend Amos, I would hear the answer to Young Chorro's question -- who brought this letter?" "Brought it? Esmeralda, dear, can you come here a moment?" From the kitchen comes Amos' daughter, Esmeralda. She was just a kid when you left Winterhaven. Now, she was a woman. "Yes, father," Esmeralda sees you, "Oh, hello, it is nice to see you again." "Esmeralda, the letter that you received a fortnight ago, do you recall who brought it?" "Some man, father. He asks if he could leave the letter here. To which I answered: 'Yes.' Then he presses a heavy gold coin to my hand saying I have helped him a lot. Why? Is there anything amiss?"
Instead of answering Lam directly, Lavender asks, "Friend Amos, when was this letter delivered, pray?" "Lemme see," Amos scratches his chin, "I guess it was delivered about a fortnight ago."
For Old Chorro Spoiler:
Investigating the letter from Sir Keegan, your sharp sense of smell detects the cloying smell of rot. Plus you are very sure that the script was written by a left handed individual. You recall that Sir Keegan is right handed.
I'll run the sheet on the builder. Meanwhile, the IC thread awaits.
Amos, like a good general, directs two barmaids to assist the party. Mugs of ale and glasses of wine are brought as well as several platters of food. The unusual weather clearly has not impaired the inn's fine larder, yet. Though the fact that you are the only ones in the inn helps in that regard. Outside, snowfall has gotten stronger, while the wind can be heard whistling. It will be a very cold night.
Yes. Like taste in liquor.
Alasandro is clearly part elf/eladrin.
A buxom barmaid places tall tankards of cold ale to the right of each of you. She smiles sweetly. Clearly, your respective reputations have preceded you.
The thick dwarven fingers of Lam Thovir grip the letter with determination. "Thank you, no others eh?" he let's out a small smile, "It would appear my dwarven legs are not as short as most would have me believe. Is there a table I can take while I await the arrival of my old friends?" Amos directs Lam's attention to a large circular table near the fire place with eight chairs. "I trust that this will meet with your approval."
IC Thread; Last One to Arrive Pays the Bills :D I just have a short lunch meeting. I'll be back.
I am the Undying One. I have lived for a very long time… through the Age of Gold, the Age of Silver, the Age of Bronze and the Age of Iron. It is now the Age of Mortals and I am weary beyond endurance. But I cannot surrender… not until someone worthy comes to take up the mantle. ----------------------------------------------------------------------- Having promised to meet again with the others ten years after your last adventure, you can’t wait to see them. You want to be the first one into the Whispering Willows, remembering full well the party’s covenant that the last one in pays the bills. As you travel through the Nentir Vale, you note the weird climate. It is the middle of spring and all you can see are wintershorn branches. Snow still drapes the Gardbury Downs. The air is cold, the sky is overcast, and every so often flurries still drift down from the chilly white skies. Ice still lingers in the ruts that dot the King’s Road that winds its way to the broad hill crowned by the walled village of Winterhaven. The alabaster fangs of Cairngorm tower appear behind the snow-draped village. The settlement’s walls and palisades are slick with clinging ice. As you pass by the thatched homes surrounding the village, they seem abandoned. When you enter Winterhaven’s gates, you see that a shanty town of makeshift huts clutters the inner courtyard. The local populace is gathering within the walled town for shelter from the cold. Winterhaven is not the place you remembered. Over there to your right is the Whispering Willows. Do you enter now?
For the First One In Spoiler: Amos, the owner and cook of the Whispering Willows, sees you and greets you by name. He says how he has missed you and your friends and how proud he is every time he heard tale of your exploits and those of your friends. Then he stops and says he has a message for you.
He hands you a letter sealed by a dark red wax marked by a stylized “K.” Breaking the seal, the letter says: Heroes of Winterhaven,
Sir Keegan,
It appears that I have everybody's stats. We'll get this game on the road once I get some sleep. Thanks for your patience.
Finalize everything.
From the posts, I gather that the venerable great ones are anxious to start. IC thread will be up in the next 48 hours. Something to do before watching the Pacquiao-Hatton Fight.
email - inquisitor dot radavel at gmail dot com
Ok. I'm opening two more slots to accomodate Cale Noor and Tieren. Go on over to the Discussion Thread.Um, do I still have a slot? I didn't see this post. Move on over the discussion thread. They are waiting. And winter is coming....
Hey, am I still in here? or did you give my spot away? Just waiting for your character sheet, young one. But be quick, the others are already gathering. Last one in pays the bill.
<Raises Hand> Anyone here think that the swine flu is the harbringer of the Zombie Plague?
Alright latest builder update is already available. I await your characters.
For Laz Spoiler: At your level, the teleportation circle is considered common knowledge.
I would like to share with you Naruto D20.
For Laz Spoiler: Email sent.
We'll wait for the update for the Builder. For Laz Spoiler:
I haven't been able to draw up details yet on Winterhaven post Keep on the Shadowfell. However, the area can be described as a farming country suddenly beset by climate change, i.e. snow storms in the middle of summer. If anyone feels that no background option suits your character, I encourage you to make one and run it by me for approval.
Pat, my copy of arcane power has not yet arrived. However, I find it logical to grant formulae as part of a character's level advancement. Alright, just post your finalized stats onto your profiles. Thanks.
So say we all!
I just woke up and I have a splitting headache. You guys finish up your characters and I'll be right along to review and approve them. Are we all agreed that you guys already know each other and that you are having this ten-year anniversary reunion?
Hey Laz B216 is out.
My fellow gamers, let us do what we can to make our planet a better place. It is the only planet we got.
Arcane Power is also an available resource. On a completely unrelated matter, today is Earthday and I would like to encourage you, my fellow gamers, to help make our planet a better place. It is the only planet we have.
For Genryu Spoiler: Words to live by: "Only the truly divine deny their divinity."
So many options... I understand.
No hurry, Pat.
Items from the Adventurer's Vault are available.
If you use the Character Builder, you can e-mail your character sheet to inquisitor dot radavel at gmail dot com. Thank you.
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