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Thor nods to the guard as he shows him the sewer entrance. Makeing a mental note and pocketing the key given to him he turns to leave.

"I shall be back with a worthy group. Tell the Lord I will have the creatures head.."

He quickly leaves and heads to the meeting place at the inn hopeing to meet up with the others.
 
"Perhaps not, Sir Argyle, but have you ever noticed how a good number of horrid and evil necromancers have names like Morgoth, or some veriation there of? Morgoroth, Magpie... Well, maybe not that one... But you get my meaning?" Ezmi said with a sly smile.

"My my, Melda is such a sharp lass, I quite like her. I would be willing, but I don't know how well such an act would go over, she has seen everyone in our party, and would no doubt be suspicious of any new addition." Ezmi replied, tilting her head thoughtfully. "If you could perhaps make one of your men look like one of the members of our party, through magic..."

"Ah, but isn't there always a haunted house? Sounds fairly tame though, the spirits could possibly just need closure of some sort. My people find its almost always easier to work with such things than against them. Perhaps in staying there for some time, we may be able to find a way to put your poor spooks to rest."
 
Drec:

IC: I looked around for my friends in vain. The crowd was two large and I wasn't particularly patient. I had stopped by a store on the way back, and bought hide armor and a tower sheild while selling my old sheild and armor for far less then I had purchased them. But for some reason I felt strange with metal armor and a metal sheild.

This strange feeling amoung others is why I didn't have the patience to find my party in this crowded dineing area. It wasn't hard to walk around but any one wanting a table or a seat at the bar was out of luck atleast for an hour. I don't know why I had forgoten how popular the place was around meals. I moved out front and sat on the porch.
 
Thor, Ezmi, Drec

Thor:

You make your way to the inn speedily enough. You find Drec sitting on the porch of the establishment, clearly waiting for the rest of the group to arrive. He seems to have changed his equipment somewhat as he now wears hide armor and carries an enormous shield.


Ezmi:

Argyle waves his hand at the name debate somewhat dismissively, but gives more attention to the topic of Gertren. “Are you certain about the problem with a new addition? Melda told me that you folks had picked up some dwarven fellow already. She’d see through a magical disguise in a heartbeat, but if I could meet your party it’s possible that one of my people could manage a convincing disguise of the non-magical kind.”

He looks out the window quickly, “My shift is ending soon, so I can take you to see the house in less than an hour.”

Drec:

You sit down to wait on the porch. The occasional person glances at you on their way in. A big group makes it’s way out of the tavern in a flurry of cheerful conversation and slowly vanishes down the street. After only a little while, you spy Thor making his way towards you at a purposeful pace.
 
Thor strideing towards the Inn takes a second look at Drec. Noticeing the new armor he nods his head in approval.

"I see that I'm not the only one to change their look for the time being. My armor is in the shop for the week to improve it a bit. Quite a nice look for you my friend, might you want to try out the new armor and shield? I have spoken with the Lord of the area and he has a bit of a problem with a carrain crawler in the sewers. I had the mind to take it out myself but decided to see if one of the group might want to tag along. Come let us grab a bite to eat and drank a few mugs of my fine dwarven ale while we talk."

Thor only waits breifly for an answer before heading inside calling loudly for food.
 
OOC: So I was asked to do elementtary school sub, for a class that had moderate to sever mental challenges, this being my first day was it wrong for me to turn them down?

IC: Thor came up to me complimented my new furry armor, told me of a job, and vanished inside for ale. Swerers aren't the fresh air I wanted but still exorcise would do me good. I fallowed thor in inn.

"So what exactly is the reward for killing the bugger? How long do we have to do it, and are we able to do it alone?"
 
Upon entering the tavern Thor shouts to whomever sits beyond the bar. His booming voice bellows from his small body as he barks out his orders.

"I'll be needed two meals and two mugs for me and my friend. Another gold piece if its quick and hot...."

With that he finds a table in a corner of the tavern. Opening one of his waterskins he takes a large swig and waits patiently for the food and mugs. Drec joins moments later and the two resume their talk.

"So what exactly is the reward for killing the bugger? How long do we have to do it, and are we able to do it alone?"

Thor chuckles at the rapid fireing of questons before offering the waterskin of ale to Drec.

"While I was getting a few gallons of this fine Dwarven ale I carry I overheard a few men in need of some help. Long story short this beast has eaten people in this sewer and needs to be killed. The sooner the better I imagine....the longer we take the more of a chance someone else will claim the reward. Speaking of the reward.. its a mere 1000 gold split among whomever brings the Lord the creatures head. I had hoped Ezmi would be here as well...but it doesn't look so. Purhaps we can recruit someone in here? What are your thoughts my friend?"


(Anyone who wants to join me and Cats speak up now or forever hold your peace. I believe you are doing your own things right Ravenloft? BrnEyedGrl83 you can join in at anytime by over hearing us or something. We are in the same inn that you are in.... )
 
"If the dwarf did not arouse her suspitions, I fear that another addition most likely would. But it is worth a try. At worst, she could attack us on the spot. Then you would have all the proof you need to take the old bat down." Ezmi nods in accent to the offer to see the house, but gives him a pausing gesture. "I was told that there was a druid about who might help me train my horse, if you could direct me to him, I shall meet you back here before your shift ends, and on the way to your house, I can show your man to the inn where my party should be awaiting me. If that is okay?"

OOC: It doesn't look like I will be making it to the inn in time to meet with the party.
 
I must ask for your patience

OOC: I'm not too sure if any of you are aware, but I "live" near San Diego, and this week has been real stressful with the fires. Fortunately, my home was spared, but there has been some smoke damage and I need to take care of that first. Just give me a couple of days to catch up, and I'll be right back where I was. Thanks. I'll try to post tonight, but don't count on it.
 
OOC: It's ok, BRnEyed. Rule # 1 of online gaming: Real life takes precedence. I hope that everyone you know is alright. For RL reasons of my own (albeit considerably more pleasant ones) I probably will post sometime late tonight or early tomorrow.

Also, Raven, I don't mind scaling things time-wise (and doing retroactive RP) if you want to participate in the sewer quest. In fact it will make my nefarious goal of tpk that much easier. Mwa-ha. Mwa-ha-ha. Mwa-ha-ha-ha-ha!!!! Gosh, it's fun being evil. Seriously though, if you want to participate, go ahead.
 
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OOC: Alrighty then, Ezmi goes to see the druid, meets up with Argyle to see the house, then makes haste to the inn just in time to go sewer trudging with the party.
 
Drec, Thor, L'Oh

The barkeep jumps at your shout and nearly spills the tankard he's filling. He recovers and gives you a nod. You hear him shout back at you, "That's 7 silvers for the two. Pay when you get your food."

The woman that Drec spotted earlier talking to the hostess comes by with the drinks (L'Oh). She overhears the conversation between the two of you but then quickly has to respond to more orders. Soon the other server comes by with a pair of steaming bowls and a big loaf of bread. The ale is no better than average, but the food is very good. The portions are generous and the bread is fresh. An appetizing odor rises from the bowls of stew, which is a concoction of meat, vegetables and herbs.

The woman waits for your coin, smiling pleasantly at you.
 
Ezmi

Argyle shakes his head. "She wouldn't attack on the spot unless she was certain of not getting caught. She'll just send the lot of you on an innocent sounding mission or try to frame you for something. If she tries the latter, it won't work because of my man. Give me a few days to plan, but I will send someone with you now. But first, I'll show you the house. I'll put in some extra time later and the lieutenants can handle whatever comes up in my absence."

He spends a few moments in rapid conversation with one of the door guards and then leads the way down the street at a good clip. It doesn't take long for him to lead you to a part of town which looks as if it was once middle class but has somewhat deteriorated. Most of the houses are in fairly decent repair but old. One house has chipped masonry, a hole in the roof and the windows have been boarded up. Argyle points it out to you. "It's unlocked but there is a bar if you want privacy. Almost everyone avoids it on principle. Once you go in and stay for a few minutes, the wailing begins. Most people can't stand to stay around that long. You can look inside if you like, while we wait for Keth.

OOC: Choose whether Ezmi looks inside

IC: A few minutes later, a non-descript young man makes his way down the street towards you. His clothes are drab, his hair a dirty blonde and his eyes are brown. You almost don't notice him until he comes right up to you and Argyle and gives you a brilliant smile. When he smiles, he's actually quite radiantly handsome. Argyle gives him a nod. "This is Keth. He'll take you to the druid that you mentionned, although I don't know who it is. Also, as you may have noticed, he's good with disguises. He will integrate his way into your group. I'll leave it up to the two of you whether or not to tell the rest of your friends that he's a plant."

OOC: I'll do the druid retroactively at this point.

IC: After an eventful meeting with the druid, Ezmi and Keth finally make their way to the Silver Charger inn. There seems to have been quite the dinner rush, but citizens are beginning to leave the inn and head elsewhere for the night. Keth speaks to you in a light tenor, "So, should we inform your party or am I just a wandering minstrel who happened to cross your path?"
 
Drec:

IC: I pulled seven silver from my belt. "Split between two thats alot of money, but still, can the two of us take the beast. It is well known aberations have tricks, and the crawler's is paralis if we both fall victim then its over."

OOC: Evil? TPK is an honorable goal. If every one is a level 10+ saint, those things are hard to kill.
 
L'oh

OOC: Thanks for the concern, DoS. It was just me, my brother, and mother who live here, and they both live in northern CA. The damage wasn't as bad as I thought it was, or so the inspector told me, and I'm having it cleaned out next week, so now it's pretty much back to normal for me. BTW, what is TPK?

IC:
"Thank you for your patronage, sirs," L'oh politely states. "I couldn't help but overhear your troubles. I am in need of employment; something more than serving, if you know what I mean. If you'd like, we can talk after this crowd thins out a bit."

She awaits a response, then, good or bad, returns to her duties.
 
Shortly into the conversation a waitress arrives delievering the empty mugs. Thor wastes no time filling them from the waterskins at his waist. The waitress looks on with intreast as the two continue their conversation.

"Split between two thats alot of money, but still, can the two of us take the beast. It is well known aberations have tricks, and the crawler's is paralis if we both fall victim then its over."

The waitress turns to leave and Thor quickly reaches into his gold pouch.

"Take a silver for your troubles good women."

The waitress turns back to the two and catches the coin effortlessly.

"Thank you for your patronage, sirs," L'oh politely states. "I couldn't help but overhear your troubles. I am in need of employment; something more than serving, if you know what I mean. If you'd like, we can talk after this crowd thins out a bit."

Thor chuckles and drinks heavily from his mug glanceing at Drec.

"Well it seems my friend here was just saying we needed another to take out this foul beast. I for one think I can take it on myself, but another wouldent hurt. Let us talk later as you said, its then we can discuse your fighting abilites."

The waitress leaves with not much more for words just as the food arrives. The plates are set before them and Thor eyes it hungrly. The waitress looks to the two waiting for payment as Drec reaches into his gold pouch.

"Let me get this friend, its the least I can do."

Thor hands the women the 7 silver and the added gold coin for the speedy service. She turns and leaves with a large smile spread across her face. Drec and Thor continue to talk as Emi enters the bar with her new friend.
 
"And if she deigns to send us on an innocent mission, we shall know better. Hah, if there is a way to bring her down, we are sure to come up with it Sir Argyle." Ezmi proclaims, enjoying the apparent certainty of their triumph over the evil Gertran has wraught.

While waiting for Keth, Ezmi indeed does go in the house, and explores the first floor, anxiously seeking some sign of the house's spirits.

When Keth arives, Ezmi nods, but does not speak.

Their meeting with the druid done, Ezmi leaves her mare in his care for the time being.

"I feel it would be best if you pose as a new addition to the party, even to them. Allows them plausable denighability, you see, if Gertran attempts some subtle manipulation, to find out who you really are." Ezmi states as she stands with Keth just outside the inn.
 
Drec:

IC: With the waitress now out of ear shot. "You sure she can be of help? Adventures like barmaids for reasons other then there combat prowess you know."
 
"What are you one of those queers? You telling me you wouldent like for her to tag alound? As long as she can come up with a reasonable story about her fighting skills I have no reason to deny her the chance. If she isent all that she cracks up to be we can always give her a lessor share. Its not like she could over power the two of us or anything. Hell we might get more money from her dead corpse if she lies to us about her skills. But dont be thinking I'm getting sloppy seconds...or my fine weapons will be makeing many a hole in that new armor of yours. "


(Just had to do it :p)
 
OOC: Dwarven powers of tact are truely awe inspiring.

IC: "Wait, she's human? So why would you be wanting any of that to begin with, I mean dwarves only go for dwarves right? I've never seen a half dwarf, and for that matter I figure half elves exist mainly because men like me see female elves and say I'll hit that."

"Wait a minute this isn't a productive area of discusion. Will bring her with us, and I supose your right about her share and all. But truth is, it may still be you and I against a rather serious beastie."

OOC: I don't actully care but aprently drec is worried despite a fort save of 8 and 30 hp.
 
L'oh

OOC: Whenever you two figure out whom will TRY to bed her first, just include this afterward. Also, what race are you Drec?

IC: Upon the completion of her appointed rounds, L'oh claims her pay from the head of human resources and tries to locate the pair of adventurers from before.

Once doing so, she speeks to the dwarf, "Hello, my name's Liza Bardone, I had overheard you before? Now I remember you had a question about my fighting skills. What sort of a test do you have in mind?"
 
(OCC: Tact? Dwarves have never heard of the word... :p
My Modern game has started and is always accepting players If anyone would like to join please do. But please dont join if it will effect your ability in anyway to play this one. )

Drec:"Wait, she's human? So why would you be wanting any of that to begin with, I mean dwarves only go for dwarves right? I've never seen a half dwarf, and for that matter I figure half elves exist mainly because men like me see female elves and say I'll hit that."

Thor drinks heavily from his dwarven ale and urges Drec to drink his as well. He chuckles to himself and sets the mug down.

"I was only jokeing my friend, I have yet to sleep with a women of your kind."

He pats Drec on the back and drinks heavily from his mug again.

Drec:"Wait a minute this isn't a productive area of discusion. Will bring her with us, and I supose your right about her share and all. But truth is, it may still be you and I against a rather serious beastie."

He nods in agreement and drinks from his mug again its contents quite low.

"Tis fine ale my friend, you agree?"

Its at this point the waitress returns back to the table. Thor turns to her after recieveing Drec's response and returns her greeting.

"Hello, my name's Liza Bardone, I had overheard you before? Now I remember you had a question about my fighting skills. What sort of a test do you have in mind?"

"My name is Thor and this be Drec, please sit Liza and have some dwarven ale."

Thor takes a waterskin and offers it to her as she sits.

"As for a test, the only test I need is proof of weapons and that you know how to use them. I dont feel like getting hit by a stray arrow or misplaced sword. Drec might have something more for you though."
 
L'oh

IC:
"As for weapons, I only carry a few simple items. I prefer my shortsword and sickle combination, but do have a longbow for those times when... I shouldn't be seen. My aim is fair enough, but I would have to say I'm slightly better with the bow.

"So, tell me of this monster we are to encounter."
 
Drec:

IC: Thor drinks heavily from his dwarven ale and urges Drec to drink his as well. He chuckles to himself and sets the mug down.

"I was only jokeing my friend, I have yet to sleep with a women of your kind."

He pats Drec on the back and drinks heavily from his mug again. As I drink this ale, I have to wonder if Thor is gay. I mean he hasn't made a pass at any laddies sense I met him, be they human, elf, dwarf, or even halfings. I have to admit, if I was his size, I'd be trying to get me some of that halfling ass, they have some of the hottest women, shame there so small. Maybe he is waiting for a good gnome, or perhaps the only thing he can get off on is a sharp axe. I've heard theres dwarves like that... but never from a dwarf.

By the time reality had cought up to me, our waitress was back and discusing weapons. "I'm not one for ranged combat myself."
 
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