"Excuse me miss. I would like to speak with Helmut before dinner. Could you direct me to his room?"
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"Orcs are unusual but I do not believe their presence is actually illegal. We should proceed with caution though. Juco, if you could perform reconnaissance in the next room we shall stand ready to assist you." Ulm moves to stand near, but not too close, to the other door.
As much as I'd love to study the texts here, unless someone has another idea I think we should head back over to the observatory.
Ulm walks into the library, ignoring the orcs. He immediately begins to examine the collection of books. He seems especially interested in historical accounts of the area.
Ulm turns and strides towards the library.
I agree with the elf; we need more information. Repulsiveness is not a crime. If there is some evil force that is enchanting these people against their will, that is another matter. Let's keep looking and try to find out the source of this change.
Ulm quietly listens to the housekeeper's story. When they are finished he nods to them. Thank you for your assistance. We would love to accompany you to the kitchens.
Ulm stands by the doorway, on guard for any possible intruders. We have heard strong accusations in the village. We need evidence of law-breaking before we can act. If you can assist us in learning the truth, we can deal with any crimes that have been committed. The Laws of Magnimar will be upheld.
Ulm follows Juco and the others, staying close to Sergeant. When they are out of earshot of the guards he whispers to Sergeant. "We met Bergen yesterday, he asked us to investigate here."
Ulm shakes his head. "There is little to be gained here, should we try to make our way to the upper areas?"
My men and I have had a long journey and wish to pray at the chapel.
Ok, we'll stick together then. The chapel sounds like an excellent place to start. Good thinking Sergeant.
Ulm whispers "Se den unge ettall behage, Rusilka," to his toad before leaving her with Helmut. Dwarven:
Watch the young one, Rusilka. When everyone is settled into the room Ulm turns to the others. Having a look around is a good idea. Sergeant and I will wait here and wait for your reports. Find out if they have any other visitors staying in the manor if you can.
Ulm salutes Bergen, then gets into the back of the cart. "Let's be off then."
Ulm steps up beside Sergeant and nods. "At this point, we really don't know enough information. I suggest you return to the monastery and wait until the investigation is complete. We will go to your parent's manor next and see what we learn there."
Ulm turns to Ilantes with a mild look of surprise. "Of course we should detain and question the other rider should we locate him." Ulm turns back to the young man. "I did not mean to alarm you. My intent is to learn more about the situation. My first duty is to protect the lawful rulers of this town. I meant no harm. As I have offended you, I shall withdraw for now." Ulm salutes the young man, then joins Juco in the hall. Ulm sighs heavily. "What kind of mess did we land in?" he says, mostly to himself.
Ulm rudely interrupts the elf. "Since we didn't see the rider, we can assume he got away safely. I think we should focus on more immediate matters." He turns to the young man and quickly rattles off questions. "What can you tell us about the town? When was the last time you visited your parents? Have you kept in contact with them? What do you know about recent events in town? Can you give us a detailed map of your family's manor?"
Ulm shakes the young man's hand firmly. "There is much we would like to know. First, what can you tell us about the creatures that attacked you?"
Ulm comes down to breakfast a little later than the others. He eats a quick meal, which includes feeding the fire-bellied toad he caries in a small leather pouch on his belt. "First thing we should do is interview the man we helped. Everyone ready?" If nobody objects we head out.
Ulm nods slowly. ”We should rest now. In the morning we will see what else we can learn and make plans appropriately.”
Ulm listens in grim silence to the tale. When it is finished he ponders in silence for a time as the others discuss the situation. “We are here to enforce the law. We cannot support a rebellion. If the Staufens have over stepped their authority, they should be brought to trial. We also cannot allow him to execute children. We should go to the manor to investigate and secure the children's release. If we can retrieve the children can you put off the rebellion for a time?”
Ulm nods with satisfaction at the treatment of the unknown man. "Now that he is taken care of, what is the situation here?"
Ulm follows the knight and priest inside. "Can you give us a report of the situation?"
Ulm stands with his arms crossed, patiently waiting for someone of authority to arrive.
Ulm halts and salutes the men. "I'm Warder Corporal Ulm. What is the situation here?"
"We should find out what is going on here." Ulm drops out of the wagon and heads towards the nearest light. His hand hovers near the handle of his warhammer.
Ulm frowns at the sight of the stowaway. "Sergeant, you watch our newest guest. Make certain he hasn't stolen anything. We should hurry up and get to town." He gets into the seat next to the driver's.
"I agree. Our primary duty is to take him back to the cart and then to the safety of town. Sergeant, will you carry the man?"
Ulm smashes one of the creatures, pinning one between himself and Sergeant. Attack (1d20+5=24) (+2 if flanking), Damage (1d6+7=12) (+1 fire, but that's ignored)
Ulm continues to advance and chants "Brennevin av jorden guide min knyttneve." His arms and hands appear to gray, resembling the color of stone. Dwarven:
Spirits of earth guide my fist.
As Ulm chants "Rustning av mine Fedre, beskytte meg!" the air around him seems to shimmer. It looks as if light is glinting off chainmail, though he wears none. Dwarven:
Armor of my Fathers, protect me!
Spellcraft (1d20+7=27) Knowledge (Arcana) (1d20+7=21) "They are not afraid of fire, try something else if you can."
Ulm trots in a little behind everyone else. When he sees his companions fighting he slows a little and begins chanting a spell.
When he hears the sounds from the woods, Ulm draws his warhammer. Once the cart comes to a stop he hops down and heads after his companions, just a little slower than the others.
Ulm tucks his scrolls back into their leather-bound case for safe-keeping. He climbs to the front of the wagon next to the driver's seat. "We shouldn't split up. I can help guide us if it gets too dark, but I think we'll get there before that happens."
Ulm settles in for the carriage ride. He begins studying his scrolls, unaware of the transition from city to country.
Ulm salutes the commander. He turns to his companions and motions them into the carriage. "Let's head out."
Ulm carefully examines the supplies in the wagon, completely unaware of auxiliary conversations. Once he is satisfied with the contents he takes a seat inside the carriage.
ooc: bad timing Ulm stops at the door and waits for the elf. "Come on, ask your questions on the way."
Ulm salutes the commander one last time. He turns to the warforged. "Everything is in order then, let's move out."
Ulm gives a brief shrug. "Sergeant in a household guard does not necessarily translate into rank with the warders. Certainly his experience makes him a likely candidate though. An official appointment from the commander is important to maintain the proper chain of command."
Ulm stands and salutes the commander. "Ulmar Firgun, ready for duty. Who will be the ranking squad leader?"
Ulm studies the blade for a few moments before giving a quick nod of satisfaction. "It will do. It is rare to fight without a crossguard, you must be quite skilled. When we have the time, I may be able to forge a better blade for you."
Ulm gives a quick nod to the warforged and smiles. "Excellent Sergeant. I can help fix you up should you sustain any damage. I think we'll work well together."
The dwarf turns to look at the elf, as if he's truly noticing her for the first time. The longsword at her side catches his gaze. "Greeings elf. I see you carry a blade, that is good. Elven swords are so lightly constructed, might I have the honor of seeing yours?"
The gruff dwarf with a fiery red beard stands in the corner ignoring the prater of elves. When the warforged enters the room he perks up. He walks very close to the warforged and circles around making an obvious inspection. "So this is the new model. Very impressive. It will be a pleasure working with you; I'm Ulm."
Ok, how's this look then? He's kind of like a dwarven artificer. ;) Lesson learned: create the character in a separate text file, the boards will eat it otherwise. |