| DM_Iziak |
ALGRET:
I know what the goblins have done to you. They have wronged me as well. I know where a small group of them dwells, yet I cannot strike at them. Come to my home at 3 Lancet street at sunset. Others like you will be there. The goblins must face their fate, and justice must be done.
What do you do?
CORVIN:
Turning the page, you see that it is a Harrow card, one of the cards that belong in a 54-card deck used primarily for fortunetelling. The card in particular is The Wanderer, and as you turn it over you see that there is writing on the back.
I know what the goblins have done to you. They have wronged me as well. I know where a small group of them dwells, yet I cannot strike at them. Come to my home at 3 Lancet street at sunset. Others like you will be there. The goblins must face their fate, and justice must be done.
What do you do?
GOBURN:
While reaching for your enormous weapon before leaving your home (for you never leave without your axe), you feel something lying on its hilt: a card. A simple Harrow card, used in fortunetelling and in a gambling game called Towers. This particular card represents The Keep, a symbol of strength and unshakability. Looking at it, not knowing where it may have come from, you see that there is writing on the back.
I know what the goblins have done to you. They have wronged me as well. I know where a small group of them dwells, yet I cannot strike at them. Come to my home at 3 Lancet street at sunset. Others like you will be there. The goblins must face their fate, and justice must be done.
What do you do?
LIANDRA:
“What is this rubbish?” He asks you, picking up a small card from inside the box: a simple Harrow card, used in fortunetelling and in a gambling game called Towers. It’s back towards you, you can see that there is writing on it.
Having helped package the box, you have no idea how the card managed to get there, but you apologize and take it from the gruff man, who you hear mutter, “Bloody half-breed.”
But you know not to argue.
As you return back to your home, you study the card in more detail. It represents The Rabbit Prince, a symbol for capriciousness of combat. Studying the writing on the card’s back, it reads:
I know what the goblins have done to you. They have wronged me as well. I know where a small group of them dwells, yet I cannot strike at them. Come to my home at 3 Lancet street at sunset. Others like you will be there. The goblins must face their fate, and justice must be done.
What do you do?
SKAZZ:
As you are leaving your home to investigate the region surrounding Korvosa, as you often do in your search for vengeance, you see a small object lying right before the door out: a card. A simple Harrow card, used in fortunetelling and in a gambling game called Towers. This particular card represents The Mountain Man, a symbol of strength of power. Looking at it, not knowing where it may have come from, you see that there is writing on the back.
I know what the goblins have done to you. They have wronged me as well. I know where a small group of them dwells, yet I cannot strike at them. Come to my home at 3 Lancet street at sunset. Others like you will be there. The goblins must face their fate, and justice must be done.
What do you do?
| Liandra Nightwind |
DM
Puzzled, intrigued and absolutely paranoid, Liandra takes a series of twists and turns, alternating between the shingles and the back alleys to take the most indirect path to the location. Keeping to the shadows she stakes out a position in an alley across the street, giving her a good view of the place.
Stealth 29
Preception 14 (sight/sound)
| Skazzgrakk |
DM
"At last...fate has pushed me here. Perhaps the sweet taste of vengance is at hand"
I return to my room and lie down, Tusk-Taker's blade cold beneath my fingers as i cradle it's weight in my arms.
"I swear to you my people that I will not rest until I see you avenged"
One hour before sunset I leave my dwelling, nodding to the proprieter in thanks after getting directions.
I stride out into the late afternoon sunlight, a faint smile on my face, as I head towards this mysterious rendevouz.
"Come Tusk-Taker. Our destiny awaits for we have goblins to smash!"
| Algret Durthane |
DM:
I straighten up my room, change into my armor, make sure I have my healers kit, grab my shield and hammer and head out to 3 lancet street. If someone stops me or starts to ask questions, I tell them "I have recieved a sign that someone may be in need of my help this night. If I need assistance I will contact the temple immediately. May the blessings of Torag be upon" and keep walking.
| Corvin |
His curiosity sparked by the message somehow left within his most prized possession, Corvin scanned his room, already knowing that such a working is beyond him, or his ability to penetrate. Getting the sense that he should be well prepared for anything to come, Corvin donned his jacket and hat, and headed off into the markets to procure the various magical trinkets that he would need to bring his magic forth.
Upon returning to his apartment, Corvin spends the rest of his day preparing his mind for the magic he might need, his mind effortlessly moving through the requires spell forms.
Before the appointed hour, Corvin gathered his gear, again donning his coat and hat, and taking his staff, feeling comforted by the familiar thrum of magic that coursed through it. Heading off into the city, Corvin made his way to the house, keeping an eye out for any potential danger.
Perception: 19 <-- I know I won't find anything, but I figured I'd roll anyway.
| Goburn, Son of Ogrun |
| DM_Iziak |
Corvin, Goburn, please use spoilers for things like that that other characters wouldn't know. Thanks!
ALGRET
CORVIN
GOBURN
LIANDRA
SKAZZ
| Corvin |
Sorry about that. I forgot to add the Spoiler Tags.
DM:
It was just a guess - I doubted that there would be anything interesting to notice this early into the adventure. Of course, I was wrong!
Noticing the others as he approached the house, Corvin mentally prepared himself for what would no doubt be a strange encounter.
"Greetings, ladies and gentlemen." Said the young mage. "I take it you all got the message as well? What a curious thing." His voice is calm and pleasing to listen to, and he sweeps his hat off his head and bows as he greets the massing individuals. "Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Corvin."
| DM_Iziak |
For all of you (except Liandra), you can feel free to stop using spoilers for the moment and interact with everybody else (except Liandra). Here’s a general description of the scene:
The female dwarf walks up to the building’s door and knocks, but there is no reply. In a moment, the half-orc reaches the front door and flings it open before walking inside, slightly shoving the dwarf out of the way. Right before he enters, he nods briefly at the human who has introduced himself as Corvin.
Just to let you know, Algret, once you’ve posted, you can edit the post and the Alias/avatar by clicking the edit button, right next to the reply button, on the post you want to edit. After a period of time (I think about an hour), you lose the ability to edit the post.
SKAZZ
LIANDRA
| Algret Durthane |
Skazz and Corvin:
Algret calls to the overly tall half orc. "Hello, is this your house?"
turns to the human and extends her hand for a firm, quick handshake "Hello, my name is Algret,Priestess-of-Torag-may-he-bless-your-life-with-bounty-and-you-craft- with-great-skill, are YOU the person who left me the invitation?" all the while slowly walking into the house and looking around assuaging her curiosity...
| DM_Iziak |
ALGRET
| Skazzgrakk |
I sniff and then sneeze as I move through the incense cloud; "Damn allergies! Where I come from we are used to the smell of Blood and Dung!".
Skazz glances at the dwarf woman.
"Does this look like my kind of house?"
He roughly shakes the offered hand, all the time staring suspiciously at the dwarf.
"I am Skazzgrakk, of the Six Bears. Our host is both late and lacking...I see no Meat"
Skazz loosens Tusk-Taker and props it against the table and sits in a chair next to it.
"So Algret,Corvin where do you both hail from?"
| DM_Iziak |
Goburn, you didn’t need to use a spoiler for that… all of the characters could see your action (except Liandra).
Corvin, I’m going to assume that you cautiously enter the house. If that is not the case, we can reverse time a few posts.
Goburn sees the house and, not thinking it a threat, proceeds to enter. Being a stereotypically gruff dwarf, Goburn does not greet the others in front of the house and simply nods his head in acknowledgment.
GOBURN and CORVIN (assuming you enter)
LIANDRA
You can now hear and see everything that is said inside. Also, I put the note about you not being able to see in above to mislead the other players into thinking that you really aren’t around… I hope you’re okay with my helping you be a rogue like that by trying to prevent metagaming.
EVERYONE:Algret reaches down and picks up the basket. Taking the cloth off, you see that it contains some bread, as the note had said, and a bottle of wine. Neither looks to be high quality, but passable.
| DM_Iziak |
LIANDRA
EVERYONE:If I need any of you to make skill checks, and you haven't made the check on your own, I'll roll for you. Common times where this could be used is for Perception. If any of you would rather that I tell you to make the check, let me know... I think that this will just keep gameplay going more smoothly.
| DM_Iziak |
This quote is from Goburn's spoiler. Everybody can read it.
Goburn, used to the clear air of the wilderness, sneezes as he enters. Upon seeing the food, Goburn's wary disposition lightens somewhat and he begins sampling the bread. As Goburn eats, his eyes wander about the room, taking note of the others in his vicinity.
Um... you didn't need to put this in a spoiler. Everyone's in the same place, except Liandra (who I'm confident will only read what she's supposed to be), so putting things in a spoiler that aren't really only for me will get rather confusing.
| Skazzgrakk |
Skazz mutters under his breath as he watches the second dwarf enter the place...
"Humph! Just what I need. I get invited to a party, the host doesn't show up and i'm stuck in a room that smells of gods knows what with of all things...dwarves! Wonderful!!"
Raising his voice "Might as well try the wine"
| DM_Iziak |
GOBURN
EVERYONE: Prompted by Skazz's question (it is okay if I call you that, right?) shall we assume that you all make introductions and discuss character backgrounds? If there's anything that you'd rather leave out of your backstory when describing it, you can say so, but otherwise I think it would be easier to assume that you all get to know each other at this point, rather than taking another day or more to tell the other players things that they can find out just by looking at the profile pages. If there's any problems with that, please be sure to let me know. Liandra, of course, is not present, so you still don't meet her and vice versa.
| Liandra Nightwind |
DM
Liandra looks around the area more intently, convinced that some enemy of hers wants to get rid of all their problems at once. She racks her brain as to who's method this would fit. Attempting to figure an angle of attack she's going to wait 10 minutes and if nothing has happend as yet, take action.
Perception 20 (sight/sound), low light vision to pierce the twilight
| DM_Iziak |
LIANDRA
IF YOUR DAGGER IS CONCEALED: The women continues to walk towards you and the building, “My, I didn’t expect you to still be out here. Please, come inside.” She beckons you towards the door. Sense Motive=6. You detect no deception
IF YOUR DAGGER IS VISIBLE: The women continues to walk towards you and the building, before her eyes light up at the sight of your dagger, “Please… don’t hurt me… I’m here to help you!” Sense Motive=4. You detect no deception.
| DM_Iziak |
EVERYONE: I know that the four of you in the building really don’t have much to do right now. I just need to tie up this thread with Liandra before we can continue much inside… it shouldn’t take long, though.
LIANDRA
| Algret Durthane |
Sniffs the wine slightly disdainfully. Pulls out her water/ale skin and takes a swig to wash down the slightly overly dry bread. she announces to the group, "If you do not want the watered down grape juice, I do have some good dwarven ale. You can help your self." She hold out the water skin. "just please leave some for others".....
| DM_Iziak |
The door into the building opens, and you see two women enter: a young half-elf and a human who’s not exactly old, but does not have the youth of the half-elf.
Perception checks: Algret 21, Corvin 11, Goburn 18, Skazz 5. Liandra’s Slight of Hand: 11.
ALGRET, CORVIN, GOBURN
LIANDRA
EVERYONE: “Welcome! I am Zellara and have summoned you here to discuss a group of common foes. Please, sit.” The human women beckons to the chairs, “I’m terribly sorry about the delay.”
| Skazzgrakk |
Skazzgrakk rises from his chair. He smiles at the leather clad half elf, showing his teeth, before turning to the old woman. He nods his head in her direction.
"Good to see you old one. You obviously know more about me than I do of you. How about we get to the point of why I'm waiting in some gods awful place that reeks like a Varisian harlots pleasure wagon? No offence mind...It's just I've got plenty other things I could be doin' right now...like drinkin', fightin'...you know the drill..."
Skazz sits back down, looking slightly embarassed.
| Liandra Nightwind |
Liandra laughs at the half-orc's colorful description. Following the eyes of the others she slowly and deliberately sheathes the dagger, holding eye contact the entire time. Giving the half orc a nod she takes a spot against the wall near the window.
"Indeed, do tell us why anyone here should blindly trust that you haven't poisoned them all"
She glances pointedly at the food and wine.