"That is quite the list. I hope you can focus on why we are here and don't end up distracted by commercial activities. They seem more properly your private business than the business of this company. I prefer to assume we have already made amends with the pixies. Unless they become dangerous to the villagers here I see no reason to return to that problem. Anyone who shoots first is not interested in help, I think. Let's see if we can find the other two."
Post by dtspurrier on Aug 22, 2014 14:13:19 GMT -6
Sergi smiles and says, "you are probably right with the pixies. Trust me I know why we are here, I was making conversation with the innkeeper and I will work on the family business when this adventure is concluded. Anyway lets find Axen and Clybe and go meet the Baroness. By the way Ramon, did you learn anything on your break?"
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Upon hearing this, Axen immediately left his stool and wandered outside looking for the rest of the party. He assumed that Clybe would catch up to him. He headed in the direction of the other pub, with his eyes and ears open.
Clybe was about to depart, but then he spied his little halfling friend heading out to meet up with the party. He relaxed a bit, knowing that good old reliable Axen would make sure the rest of them knew where they were at.
"I'm quite sure Ramon, at least, would not leave town without finding me, so he's probably found some leads on the riddle. He'll stop by if he needs my help - or send someone for me. Until then, how about another game of checkers? Oh... and while I'm at it, does anyone here have a spare room or two at their home? Looks like myself and a few others might be staying longer than we anticipated."
"All I learned is that there may be another group wandering around here on some sort of quest. A fellow at the other tavern was telling us about a group of Harvester's Heroes in the area. He seemed unclear as to whether we were that group or not. Anyway, Clybe seems to have managed to become friends with everyone in that tavern in just an hour or two. If we're staying in Penwich tonight, he can probably find us cheap or free lodging."
"Thanks so much! I need to go find out what my friends have been up to, but I will be back shortly!" Clybe worked the room a bit more, then headed out into the town to find the rest of the group and figure out whether they were actually staying in Penwich that night.
"Well, I learned very little. Only the location of the battlefield of Emridy Meadows and the bridge. Other than that the local priest was not particularly forthcoming. But this is a prosperous village and will make for a good base of operations if Avella does not serve. But now we need to head to that village. I am disappointed that Harvester's Heroes beat us here, but the more good-intentioned folk working at this the better."
Sergi suggests, "well if we want to go see the Baroness before nightfall we should get moving. Although do we need to send a messenger ahead to announce our presence? I know regarding big contracts at home my mother would make special meetings with higher up customers. As far as spending the night whether it is here in Penwich or Avella is fine with me."
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"I'm sure it won't be a problem. We can be put off by a servant as easily as a messenger and we can do it for free."
As the party walked in the direction of Avella Ramon recapped what he saw as the plan, "We present ourselves to the Baronness and inform her of our voluntary aid in locating the family's lost wealth. I assume she'll welcome the assistance. Clybe, you have a way with words, you'd be best to smooth over any confusion about the presence of Harvester's Heroes. If things go well with the Baronness she'll likely allow us to sleep on the floor of her hall or we can seek shelter in the village. Failing all that we can return to Penwich for a place to sleep. Then tomorrow morning we head for the bridge and follow the clues. Any questions? Oh, one other thing. I'm a little unsure about some of these clues and I'd rather we didn't reveal what we know to anyone. It's also the last thing we need is some local farmboy or ne'er-do-well trying his hand at finding the treasure."
Post by dtspurrier on Aug 26, 2014 10:09:33 GMT -6
Sergi listens to Ramon and says, " this plan sounds good to me as the last thing we want is some farm boy getting hurt. One question, if we run into the Harvester's heroes and they are there for the same mission, do we join up with them or work against them? We really don;t know who they are or their intentions?"
"I don't know - do we know anything about them? I had thought it was well known they were well-respected heroes of the region, but perhaps others have heard something different? As for what we do, I'm willing to work with them. But if the gods have not seen fit to guide Harvester's Heroes through the riddle, it might not be our place to deal give them that information."
Ramon scratched at the stubble growing on his shaved pate, he had removed his helm because its weight was getting to him. "I don't know what the rules say about two adventuring parties assaulting the same dungeon."
Post by scottenkainen on Aug 27, 2014 9:14:37 GMT -6
Day 5/turn 14 for Sergi, Ramon, Axen, Clybe (Koldo, Aingeru):
The adventurers could only agree to play it by ear when it came to dealing with the Harvester's Heroes.
Although the farmer outside of the village had already given them directions, a signpost in the market square at the center of the village was additionally helpful. It pointed to Ganguil to the north, Avella to the southeast, and Ebro to the west.
They were able to find the path to Avella at the edge of the village without any help, so they were able to leave the Village of Penwich, heading into the southeast corner of the Township of Penwich, where the Village of Avella awaited them ((back to the Viscount's Road folder!)).
Post by dtspurrier on Aug 27, 2014 10:14:24 GMT -6
On the way out of town, Sergi says to Ramon's statement, " there really aren't any rules for dungeonering exploring, although don't you have magic that can tell if a person is good or evil? Plus joining up with them would be less reward for us. When we get to Avella's manor house I will let you or Clybe doing the speaking as you both are probably better trained in speaking with noble types then I am. Diplomacy and etiquette my mother and my Vetha (grandmother) has been trying to teach me when I was younger. I found those training classes a little boring, they say it is for business dealings, personally I wanted to play with my friends."
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Post by scottenkainen on Jul 9, 2015 8:55:29 GMT -6
Day 11/turn 4 for Ramon, Axen, Clybe, (Gratien, Kepa, Koldo, Fortunato, Daphne, Jean-Marie, Cayetano):
It was mid-afternoon when the traveling heroes reached the center of Penwich. At the village square was a signpost pointing to Ganguil to the north, Avella to the southeast, and Ebro to the west. Here, Cayetano said good-bye.
"I will take the road west, past Ebro, to Etterboek. Thank you for my rescue, dear friends!" Cayetano said as he rode off.
Everyone was resting outside the Village Tavern, when a shopkeeper Clybe had worked to befriend when he was here walked out. Surprised to see Clybe back, the man walked over to shake his hand.
"Father Clybe!" whatever-his-name was said. "Good to see you have returned!"
Nearby, Kepa was talking to Axen and Ramon about reaching Verbobonc. "We could press on and get there this very night, but it would be well after curfew. We could sleep here and leave fresh in the morning, camp outside the city walls tonight, or push a little further north and sleep the night in Ryemend..."
But then they were distracted by Clybe's conversation with the shopkeeper. "Have you heard the news? There was a massive attack on the Temple of the Heavenly Virtues in Verbobonc two days ago! A big black dragon, I heard!"
Ramon had been tending to his new ass, Bernat. The animal had proven very compliant and good-natured. He was a worthy animal to say the least. But then before he could think about the night's rest he overheard the news from Verbobonc City. His face fell in horror and thought that their party might have been responsible in some way for this calamity.
"Let's hurry to the city. Then we can help in the morning if they need us ," Ramon said to everyone's unspoken question. "Let's get a good night's rest and then press on in the morning. What to do about Guarin?"
((I'm suggesting we hurry to the city to aid with the temporal discrepancy. I'm okay with pausing this thread but it might be good to do some kind of time jump for the city folks.))
Clybe shook his head. "Look, if the dragon has already disappeared, a forced march will accomplish nothing. It will get us to Verbobonc utterly exhausted and there won't be anything there to fight and we'll be too worn to help with the rebuilding. We should either rest here or in Ryemend, then get on the road early tomorrow when we are fresh."
Clybe turned to the shopkeeper. "My friend, would you happen to have rooms - or know of any rooms - that could house my friends? All are trustworthy and have been traveling with me on a long journey and we are weary. We do have one prisoner who could stay outside and we would take turns guarding him."
"But the authorities will need to know what we know about the dragon," Ramon countered. "Three priests and a paladin might also be able to talk our way into the city at this dire time. I could not, in good conscience, sleep comfortably in this village knowing that many suffer in the city. I want to continue."
Post by scottenkainen on Jul 13, 2015 8:58:43 GMT -6
Day 11/turn 4b for Ramon, Axen, Clybe, (Koldo, Fortunato, Gratien, Kepa, Daphne, Jean-Marie):
"I feel both Clybe and Ramon are correct," Jean-Marie said. "We should be well rested to deal with a dragon, as well as race the information we have to the city. Clearly, we do not need everyone present in the city just to deliver information. We just need one to four volunteers to run on ahead, while the rest of us rest and prepare."
"So, if the dragon has disappeared, we would mostly be rushing ahead to help rebuild and to tell of our tale and rushing ahead leaves us exhausted and not much help in rebuilding. So perhaps just one of us should go ahead," suggested Clybe. He looked straight at Ramon as he said this, as Ramon had already suggested that he was anxious to return. "The rest of us will follow at a reasonable pace and, if there is need for us to go elsewhere, we can be found on the path between here and there."
Axen was disgusted by the wanton destruction brought about by the dragon. "If this story is true, I want nothing more than to stick my blade into that dragon. If he is magical, though... who knows where the dragon is." Axen had the troubled look of someone whose desire to bring about justice was made impotent by circumstance. "Could he have returned to his cave, or to the Temple from which he originally emerged? Bah, I have no idea." Axen just paced, willing to let someone else make the choice.
Post by scottenkainen on Jul 14, 2015 10:17:38 GMT -6
Day 11/turn 4c for Ramon, Axen, Clybe, (Koldo, Fortunato, Gratien, Kepa, Daphne, Jean-Marie):
"Of course I will go with you, Ramon," Koldo said loyally.
"As will I," Fortunato said. "I daresay I'm the fastest among us. Just try to keep up," he said with a wry smile.
"May the gods favor you all," Gratien said.
Meanwhile, Clybe was still talking to the shopkeeper, who he remembered now was named Regis. Regis the Wax-Seller. "If you and your friends are fine with sleeping in a common room, you can use either tavern in the village. Private rooms are not to be rented to outsiders, by order of the Baron, and are only available at his keep."
Clybe said, "The common room will be fine." He then spent most of the rest of the day in the same tavern that he spent several days prior, again engaging with all of the people in the bar and even getting a cheap meal for himself and the others in the group.
Axen dined with the group, but declined to sleep in the common room. Instead, he went outside, found the nearest fruit tree, climbed up in its branches, grabbed a fruit and nibbled on it, and drifted off to sleep in a crook.