Im cool with you getting a magic bow. i dont know how much we are sitting on. id like to get somthing for disease and restoration. Id like to keep the Statue of Kel Sounds like the fountain is a rip to the elemental plane of pestilence. or somthing along those line.
Along an old and mistreated road, that ran through a backwater village, the lone wagon of a trader lost one of it's most prized items. A half- elven boy. Harl had snuck out of the wagon to play. He had wandered off to far. When he had returned his family was gone. He walked long into the night. A traveling cleric named Terfin Hew found him asleep under a tree. Terfin promised that he would help find his family. Over the years they searched many city and trade routes. The year's had passed and Terfin taught Harl about the god Thyr and the cleric ways. After Terfin had passed away from old age He continued to travel looking for any news about his parents. A year ago Harl had several months which he simply cannot account for. He has no idea where he was during that time or what he did. His desire to learn these things is tempered by his fear of what he may discover. Karl has come to Rappan Athuk for riches to help him continue his search. |