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Post by Dungeon Master on Jun 26, 2008 20:59:55 GMT
"Your in Neverwinter Woods, this land is loosely controlled by Lord Nasher and Neverwinter. But the wood has always been eerie and a bit strange, I suspect and Ive been wandering the woods for years. That there are planar gates scattered around allowing creatures to appear. There have been sightings of demons, elementals and such like over the years." Replied Harn as he bit into a piece of bread, before throwing some dried meat at his belt to his hound.
"The best example of this is that the river is heated by fire elementals in the mountains. Thats why it never freezes, thats why its Neverwinter." he smiled
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Post by Zeric on Jun 27, 2008 16:28:27 GMT
The young sorceror listened to the hunter, "Fascinating, Harn, fire elementals, you say?"
"So, how far did you say Crestfallen is?" he asked, glancing towards the sun, nervously.
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Post by Dungeon Master on Jun 28, 2008 8:11:36 GMT
"Yes my young freind, Fire Elementals. "Replied Harn nodding
"I think we can make Crestfallen in a couple of hours and we have more than 3 hours daylight left. Should be plenty of time."
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Post by Cathmhaol on Jun 30, 2008 22:07:21 GMT
"We sharn't delay, then," said Cathmhaol, eyeing Harn. "If'n yer all ready, grab some food an' we'll be underway."
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Post by Dungeon Master on Jul 2, 2008 14:38:01 GMT
Date : Ches the 12th, Year of the the Rogue Dragons (1373 D.R.)
Location :Crestfallen, Neverwinter Woods
Time : Evening
Weather: Its cold.[/b]
Harn rose to his feet, smiled and sad
"We best be off then"
Waiting for the party to mount their horses, he stood beside his Wolfhound. whistling what sounded like a popular sea shanty. Then once everyone was on a grey horse that appeared at the edge of the clearing.
Leading the party on what could only be described as a meandering path through the woods. On the journey the lack of animal life and general earieness of the woods is not unnoticed., one deer being the only exception.
Within a couple of hours as the dusk began to sweep in, the ragtag group arrived in a clearing in the woods, much like the shade village, it was composed of nothing less than about a half dozen small buildings surrounding a large building in the middle. The large building was a Saw Mill that hasn't seen use in what looks like months.
"Crestfallan is only used in Summer for loggers, using the wood to build boats at Neverwinter. In the other seasons, its used by travellers as a safe refuge. There may be others here, Ill have a check about if youd prefer?" he stated
OOC-
Coins:
Copper 110
Silver 1197
Gold 702
Platinum 1
Carried
Zeric
A false hand, solid and unjointed, made of silver, with crescents of ivory as nails
A scroll tube,carved in ivory with gold-plated metal end caps, empty/
A black ebony wood wand inlaid with gold leaf design
A Quaterstaff made of ash topped with a skull
Cath
Medium shield made of metal
a small bag of black powder
A heavy stone hammer with a rare sunwood handle and its grip wrapped with remoharz leather
Dace
A longsword with eagle design
2 hand crossbow and 40 bolts in two quivers (drow design)
Suit of chainmail in black
Delora
Shiny Scale mail
Unclaimed
Helm with garnet
4 rapiers (drow design)
2 hand crossbows (drow Design)
3 chain shirts (drow designs)
ziose (100gold gem according to Bregl)
silver hammer for gem working
black and white gemstone
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Post by Cathmhaol on Jul 2, 2008 20:29:45 GMT
"Aye, t'would be best," said Cathmhaol quietly, not liking the silence in the woods.
Assuming that Harn moves forward into the village:
Cathmhaol said nothing as the hunter moved his horse forward, but looked around at his comrades and put his hand purposefully on his sword to warn them to be on their guard.
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Post by Zeric on Jul 2, 2008 21:28:49 GMT
As Harn moved forwards, Zeric worried that Cathmhaol was going to let the stranger go off on his own. It wasn't that the sorceror had a suspicious nature - well, if he was brutally honest, it was that he had a suspicious nature. The news that the encampment was empty this time of year only served to enhance those suspicions.
He moved his horse over to the warrior, leaning closer and whispering, "Cathmhaol, do you consider it wise to allow that one to wander off on his own? He may bring any manner of 'company' back with him... Perhaps it may be wise to ask Dace if he would keep a watchful eye 'pon our friend the hunter... If nothing else, 't'will give us an idea of how the land lies hereabouts."
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Post by Dace on Jul 3, 2008 10:54:54 GMT
Dace kept his eyes and ears open, observing, looking around, checking on everyone's motions, as if reading more from the unfolding scene than was normally possible. His eyes read everything, the ground, nearby scrub... It was as if he was expecting trouble at any moment.
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Post by Rumbleskin Ironeater on Jul 3, 2008 12:03:58 GMT
<Rumbleskin>
After mulling things over for a brief spell, Rumbleskin called out to Harn's retreating figure: "Hold on a minute Harn laddie, old Rumblie'll keep ya company, after all, no tellin' wha's aboot in these yere woods" and then headed after the hunter.
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Post by Dungeon Master on Jul 3, 2008 12:22:53 GMT
"Hurry up then dwarf. Ill send Mertel into the woods as well." he said as he turned back to wait on the dwarf, before motioning the dog into the woods
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Post by Cathmhaol on Jul 3, 2008 21:10:25 GMT
Cathmhaol glanced at Zeric. "Can ye send yer familiar afta the dog?" he said quietly.
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Post by Zeric on Jul 3, 2008 23:18:47 GMT
OOC: Fuck i keep forgetting about the tressym...
Zeric nodded, "Yes."
He sent his flying cat off on the trail of Harn with a cautionary, "Be safe..."
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Post by Rumbleskin Ironeater on Jul 4, 2008 8:16:27 GMT
<Rumbleskin>
With an uncharactaristic turn of speed, the dwarf ran over to Harn, legs pumping in a rhythm that looked like it could be sustained over distance...
Not in the slightest bit out of breath, Rumbleskin catches up with Harn amidst a squeal of iron and comments "Right y'are laddie, shall we?"
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Post by Dungeon Master on Jul 4, 2008 8:38:05 GMT
Harn and Rumbleskin did a wide circle round the clearing that the small holding of Crestfallen was in. There as no visible sign of any one following or even that anyone had passed this way recently.
The tressym followed the dog, which seemed to do a similar circuit but in the other direction
"Lads, lets settle down for the night, can you do the food girl?" the hunter asked Delora
"Yes of course I can," She replied, as she scuttled off to her horse to empty the saddle bags of food.
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Post by Dungeon Master on Jul 10, 2008 14:44:37 GMT
OOC - If anyone wants to add anything before I post an update tomorrow. Feel free to do so.
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