"Fair well and go with the gods Lord del Thane" Angoldil takes the letter and looks it over. She then turns to the others and says "Gather your gear and meet back here before we leave for the nearest temple. There we will pick up a holy water or two. Then we will head to the best merchant we can find for alchemist fire. We'll split the remainder for other supplies there. Does that sound fair?"
"Indeed it does, you see, you're a natural at this leadership role, i am already packed and ready to go".
Ruhk grins and gives Angoldil a gentle clap on the shoulder.
"Don't sweat the details too much now, they say that the best custodians of power are those who do not seek nor desire it.
And if the role weighs you down too much, just relinquish it later.
Remember, duty is a chain you make yourself, and that also means YOU can always elect to put it down."
" Thats smooth" Anton says as he looks at the others.
" I'd say with Undead we get provisions and information from the Lathanderites. They are avid foils to the machinations of the restless dead" Anton adds looking at the others.
" Information, and some gear. Then when we succeed we seek the Hall of Lliira for a celebratory dance and feast!"
"Well I appreciate the vote of confidence." she says with a smile.
"Then we're off to the Lathanderers. Or Lathanderites?" she pauses for a minute "I'll let you guys do the talking." Angoldil then hops up and puts the last of her pancake in her mouth. She heads up stairs to grab her things
The Morning Chapel looks like the temple located in Shadowdale. It resembles a phoenix rising with it's wings outstretched. You see a lot of people in their best clothes hanging about the church. It seems that morning mass is long over.
"Hah! See? She is already acting like a leader.
Delegation, a VITAL skill for any leader."
One of the priests comes to you. "Is there something I can help you with?"
"Good day Morninglprd. We are seeking to procure a few vials of holy water and ah... what was the other thing we were seeking Anton".
Information on the undead, and maybe a blessing would be nice." She remembered to later that she had a mouth faster than her brain and stiffed herself and clasped her hands behind her back. "Uhm, what you were saying Anton
Maia stands quietly at the back of the pack, practically disappearing into scenery, as she allows the others to handle the conversation with the priest.
wow, Ruhk and Anton sure do like to talk... they seem decent at it though, hopefully they'll be able talk us out of trouble instead of into it...
"Holy water?" says the priest. "You look like adventurers to me."
"Well, more mercenaries. We've a small local contract and as there are bands of roving Heckuva is the general vicinity we shall be traveling to, we want to make sure we're prepared. We don't expect to run into them but better to have holy water and not need it than to need holy water and not have it Morninglord. I believe we have proper funds to make a contribution in exchange for at least two vials of Inspiration's Dawn's best stuff". The dwarf grins as widely as he can.
"I'm more afraid of the ones you can touch" Angoldil shivers slightly. "Can we get some suggestion for those too?"
"Do you happen to, like, donate undead slaying equipment?" Lizbit asks, wiggling her shoulders because apparantly she cannot stand still. "There's been talk of a herd of heucuva in the tombs we'll be passing by. It would help everyone in town if we got rid of them - if they exist of course - and you could maybe... help... us... with some of your water...?" She flashes the priest her most charming smile, which is rather charming indeed.
[Anton blinks looking at the proest as if he was a bit touched. Clearly he was a follower of Lliira he did not hide the allegiance to the Lady of Laughter!
He would dat something, but noted the Sunite noble slink up and clearly work charms only a devitee of Firehair can muster. He would leave his talents for laughs and smiles. Let the Charmer charm and the Jester jest.
"Well, more mercenaries. We've a small local contract and as there are bands of roving Heckuva is the general vicinity we shall be traveling to, we want to make sure we're prepared. We don't expect to run into them but better to have holy water and not need it than to need holy water and not have it Morninglord. I believe we have proper funds to make a contribution in exchange for at least two vials of Inspiration's Dawn's best stuff". The dwarf grins as widely as he can.
"Yes, of course," said the Morninglord. "Call me Brother Dan."
"Well met Brother Dan"
"If you would follow me into the chapel," said Brother Dan. "I can get you some holy water."
"Thank you very much Brother Dan", Igneous follows along taking in the beauty of the building as he goes. While his Goddess is the Moon Goddess, Igneous appreciates the warmth and light brought upon by the Morninglord.
Angoldil follows Igneous and looks at every thing in the temple the Arches and vaulting ceilings turning them over and over in her mind. "How many people does this temple hold, Brother Dan?"
Angoldil follows Igneous and looks at every thing in the temple the Arches and vaulting ceilings turning them over and over in her mind. "How many people does this temple hold, Brother Dan?"
" Would love to see if an asperguillum is here. Possibly one for combat use." he says as he seems aloof enjoying the world as it is, but also how it could be.
"That's it, an asperguillum! Thanks Anton".
Igneous exclaims as he walks around in wonder looking at the building. A bit unusual for a dwarf to be so enamored with human architecture but he is!
Brother Dan comes back with a tray of vials of holy water. "I think these are the ones you're looking for," he says. "You need it against undead? Or are you consecrating ground?"
"Against the undead.
Would consecrating the ground be helpful?"
"Do you have a cleric amongst your number?" brother Dan asks. "Only a righteous cleric can sanctify ground, especially where the undead walk."
"Do you know anything about a tomb near Chondalwood? I know I'm not very specific but any information wound be of help." Angoldil said as looked at the asperguillum.
"I am a Scarlet Mummer. A Crusader(using 2e Warpriest class as its world appropriate) of lliira. If that helps" Anton says speaking up.
"Do you know anything about a tomb near Chondalwood? I know I'm not very specific but any information wound be of help." Angoldil said as looked at the asperguillum.
"A tomb near Chondalwood?" wonders Brother Dan. "Nothing comes to mind, unless you want to investigate a wood elf tomb?"
"I am a Scarlet Mummer. A Crusader(using 2e Warpriest class as its world appropriate) of lliira. If that helps" Anton says speaking up.
"Looks like you are a scarlet mummer," said Brother Dan. "Can you consecrate ground?"
"Maybe some other day Brother Dan."Angoldil starts to stare at the shiniest thing in the room. Most likely the altar.
Maia follows the others around, mentally noting how easy some of the items would be to simply palm and pocket.
no need for that, not anymore... adventuring is honest work... if we ever get around to it... it probably is good to be as prepared as possible, but I do hope we get to the adventuring part soon...
"So, did you need anything else?" Brother Dan asks.
"Yes, an asperguillum".
"Yes, we have a few," said Brother Dan. "But you'll have to ask the Prelate for it. I'll go get him."
Lizbit knew the importance of being prepared, especially for fighting monsters, but this was starting to drag on. Nevertheless, she is appreciative. "Oh thank you, Brother Dan." She says with a charming smile.
The prelate returns with an asperguillum. The prelate says, "I can let you have this for ten gold pieces."
Igneous nods in agreement. "How about 1 platinum, tis the equivalent Prelate".
'Not yet my friend, I am fresh out of the college. Though i was a mixed bag of soldiering and theology, though a lot of my teaches also including the tango, Waltz, juggling and Pratt falls. though i may make a skeleton crack a smile or two, before I crack their teeth in!" he says with a smile at the end a bit unsure of how to answer in the beginning.
Igneous nods in agreement. "How about 1 platinum, tis the equivalent Prelate".
"That will do," says the prelate. He hands over the Asperguillum.
This is why, when adventuring parties achieve some renown, they tend to demand expenses for equipment atop their pay...
Not sure we can expect much plunder during this job either, might not look good if we start robbing our patron's ancestors.
Ruhk gives a mental shrug and decides to hope for the best.
"Is everyone ready then?" Lizbit asks, bouncing with excitement. "We need to stop back by the inn so I can get my bird from the stables, then we can put an end to the heucuva! If they exist..."
Ruhk laughs loudly at Lizbit's comment.
"Well now! You certainly know how to set the stage.
Now we can either look forward to facing a dangerous enemy, OR we go home with a vague sense of disappointment for not encountering said enemy."
" Either way never forget to have joy in your heart for it will guide you" Anton says with a bit of a tilt though also have a very practiced tone.
You see some guards checking for papers at the gate.
A. You can hand wave it, sure. But someone has to carry it.
A. Yes, you do. Blame it on the Wizard king of the city.
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Igneous will approach and call the guards by name adding, "Good morning Gentlemen. Lovely weather today eh? How's the day been thus far?"
"Very nice," one of the guards said.
"Excellent! My new friends and I are headed out of town for a bit. Any news from travelers you've heard that might be of interest?
Oh and today is my first day of retirement, my five years with the League of Lightning was up yesterday. Time flies eh?"