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Topic: What Evil Hides in the Hearts of Men - Q&A
Subject: hey folks...
Are any of you planning to do the "ask questions of the locals/bartender/other travelers" bit? If so, let's have those posts... otherwise, I can push the plot forward.
Posted on 2015-03-08 at 11:17:36.
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Topic: Continuing Where We Last Left Off Again
Subject: weathering the storm
Arien had been prepared for ambush, but the knight had not expected the sheer numbers they were facing. The swarm of javelins looked impressive enough, but Arien knew well that save the luck of the gods, such implements were as much threat as so many gnats to his own person.
Still, though, the wererats massed to attack; while they so far seemed to be so much chaff to the scythe of the companions, they would certainly cause at lease some attrition. Best to finish these off as quickly as possible Arien mused.
"Casters!" he cried as he moved to a defensive position with the other frontline fighters. "Artillery would be appreciated!"
Flaming sword and enchanted shield in hand, Arien braced for the rush of the wererats.
Let them come.
Posted on 2015-03-07 at 23:01:44.
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Topic: Happy GM's Day
Subject: woo
Happy GM's day!
Love the ideas. Dude, you need to be independently wealthy and able to tell stories for our amusement all the time.
Posted on 2015-03-04 at 22:35:24.
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Topic: What Evil Hides in the Hearts of Men - Q&A
Subject: okay
I put up a short post to address the concerns of Galardil and Danon.
I am assuming that, at some point, you guys intend to obtain one or more rooms for the night. I do not know if you plan to try speaking to the locals about the events of the road (or anything else).
Please let me know how you plan to proceed.
Posted on 2015-03-02 at 17:46:36.
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Topic: What Evil Hides in the Hearts of Men...
Subject: conversations
Galardil employs his mushrooms and enters his altered mental state. His unfocused stare earns an arched eyebrow from the man at the table, though he says nothing about it.
Meanwhile, the priest reaches out with his spell to detect magic. There is little to report; then inn itself seems quite devoid of magic, though two nearby items do resonate slightly. One is a knife on the leather-wearing man's belt - it bears a slight reading of alteration magic, similar to that often seen to enhance the cutting abilities of magical weapons.
The second belongs to the woman at your table; her pendant also bears a minor magical signature, though the exact nature of it is not apparent, as the vibration is quite weak.
When Danon speaks his piece, the woman shifts in her seat, and her body language changes. "A servant of the Justicar, then?" she asks. "How fascinating. Which faction do you identify with, if you don't mind my asking?" she leans forward in interest, briefly placing her hand on top of the priest's.
A frown from her companion draws a glare from the woman. "Ah, but forgive me," she adds, sitting up straight, "I am Davena, and my bodyguard here is Garn. Alas, Garn does not share my interest in the spiritual realm; what he finds tedious, I find fascinating." Davena brushes a golden lock back behind her ear, and fixes her gaze on Danon directly, all but ignoring the rest of you.
"So tell me, brother Danon... how long have you been in Merca's service?" she asks.
Meanwhile, the conversation level in the common room seems to have returned to more of a normal level; the locals barely seem to remember that you are there, now. The serving wench returns to check for any additional requests, notices Danon and Davena in deep conversation, and gives a sly smile and a wink as she leaves.
Posted on 2015-03-02 at 17:39:55.
Edited on 2015-03-02 at 17:44:43 by t_catt11
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Topic: What Evil Hides in the Hearts of Men - Q&A
Subject: no worries
Things happen. Glad to see you posting!
Posted on 2015-02-28 at 22:32:14.
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Topic: CWWLLO QnA
Subject: well...
It happens.
Posted on 2015-02-26 at 15:03:10.
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Topic: What Evil Hides in the Hearts of Men - Q&A
Subject: sweet
I can't wait!
Hopefully, all who have not posted will do so by the weekend. I'd love to get this going.
Posted on 2015-02-25 at 23:19:40.
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Topic: What Evil Hides in the Hearts of Men - Q&A
Subject: woo!
We have a Hammer again!
Posted on 2015-02-24 at 10:13:54.
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Topic: The Adventures over, but the party's just getting started
Subject: heh
nice.
Posted on 2015-02-24 at 10:13:32.
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Topic: What Evil Hides in the Hearts of Men - Q&A
Subject: discussion
I figured that I might as well go ahead and post replies from the other travelers, so as to hopefully keep things moving.
Posted on 2015-02-23 at 23:20:25.
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Topic: What Evil Hides in the Hearts of Men...
Subject: small talk
As Blair moves closer, the pair leans in obligingly. They listen to the descriptions given by Blair and En'Arenthea without comment. The woman gives the briefest of sideways glances at her companion, whose mouth tightens into ever so slight of a frown, before she tucks a stray strand of hair behind her ear and answers.
"Indeed," she speaks, "we encountered no such monsters to the west. Though," she admits, "we did hear odd footfalls more than once - not the normal sounds of the road, you understand."
Blair submits his question and offers his opinion.
"Does this village not seem strange to you? It is unlike most other villages of its kind, it feels uninviting and wary of outsiders."
The man seems content to allow the woman to do the talking, and she obliges. "I do not know that I would call it 'strange', sir," she replies. "It is a foul night, what with this almost... evil fog hanging close by. And then, a troupe of armed strangers emerges from it? No," she pauses for a moment, "I don't find it so unusual. At least they did let us in."
Posted on 2015-02-23 at 23:18:00.
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Topic: What Evil Hides in the Hearts of Men - Q&A
Subject: well
Just bumping my own Q&A thread because I'm sad and lonely.
Posted on 2015-02-20 at 22:31:38.
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Topic: Tumbleweeds, again
Subject: yep
I've been such a flake for so long, I don't have much leverage for threatening people who don't post.
Posted on 2015-02-18 at 16:59:07.
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Topic: CWWLLO QnA
Subject: yep
Though I'm not sure anybody offered to make us invisible. Obviously, I don't intend for Arien to run into the cloudkill. I'd like him to proceed cautiously, though he of course loves the charge if indicated.
Posted on 2015-02-18 at 15:46:25.
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Topic: What Evil Hides in the Hearts of Men - Q&A
Subject: sweet
I can't wait to see what you guys have up your sleeves!
If you have questions, don't hesitate to ask. I'd love to see some chatter here.
Posted on 2015-02-17 at 14:40:42.
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Topic: Tumbleweeds, again
Subject: thread necromancy
Bringing this old thread back from the dead.
Does anyone ever post anymore? There have been like five posts to the site today, period.
Posted on 2015-02-16 at 22:14:48.
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Topic: AMC's The Walking Dead
Subject: so, new season?
What about that season opener? Hated the loss we had there.
Last night's was a pretty good episode, too, though I hate all of the defeatism that's going on right now. Understand it, mind you, but I hate it.
I swear, if this new guy is yet another bad guy/cannibal/jerkface with some long game, I'm going to scream. I'm tired of man vs man, let's have some man vs the environment, man vs zombie, etc for a while.
Also... Washington, DC. Really? You guys steered clear of Atlanta due to the overwhelming zombie numbers. But Washington is a good idea... why?
Posted on 2015-02-16 at 16:07:25.
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Topic: What Evil Hides in the Hearts of Men - Q&A
Subject: took some liberties
So folks, I took a couple of liberties. I'm assuming that you were honest (or believable) with the gate guard, and that you didn't try to make the serving wench's life miserable with ordering or the like.
Posted on 2015-02-16 at 00:54:10.
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Topic: What Evil Hides in the Hearts of Men...
Subject: let's get out of this!
Once Ta'Arms is able to move again, the party moves out, with En'Aranthea at point. As the twilights deepens, the oppressive, sticky mist deepens; odd sounds seem to echo through the night.
It takes more than an hour, but suddenly, the wooden palisade seems to materialize directly in front of the companions. A lone guard stands at the gate, torch at the ready. "Right, then!" he calls, hand nervously clenching a spear. "Who goes there? State your business!"
Once satisfied with the response, he lowers his spear. "Fair enough. Ye may enter the town of Crandel, but cause no trouble." He glances back and up on the palisade. "Let them in, Les."
As the party moves forward, the guard speaks again. "The Nicked Shill be straight ahead - only inn in town. Ye ought to be able to find a bed there."
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The dirt streets of Crandel are quiet. Many of the buildings and homes are dark, but those with lit lanterns or torches shine with an almost otherworldly light against the sticky fog. As you press forward, you come across one lone, well lit building, and as you come closer, you see a wooden signboard bearing the depiction of a worn, damaged copper coin - the Nicked Shill.
The interior of the inn is well lit, and the atmosphere is fairly bustling, if not truly friendly. Several long tables run most of the length of the common room, with benches lining either side. The tables are by and large occupied by folk in plain garb such as you might see on farmers or laborers, and these locals peer at you with less than hospitable expressions; you could swear that conversation dies down upon your entry.
A young, befreckled brunette maid greets you warmly enough, however, and directs you to one of the few open spots - which is in a corner table unoccupied by locals. "Welcome to our inn, travelers," she speaks in an accent very similar to the gate guard's. "Special tonight is pork stew with peppers; we may still have some potatoes. We have strong ale and small beer," and with a measured glance at the sylvari, "and I may be able to scare up some fall wine; mayhap there's some left. We've got good bread and cheese, but it's too early in the season for much in the way of fruits."
After taking your orders, she leaves.
There are two occupants at the end of your table; both are humans in travelers' garb. One is a tall, stubble-faced, sinewy man dressed in leather armor and a brown cloak, wearing a sword at his belt. He sits easily, though you notice his eyes periodically sweep the room.
The other is a blonde woman dressed in form fitting black clothing with a purple cloak. She wears a broad-bladed knife at her belt, as well as some sort of silver pendant at her throat.
The man's eyes narrow at you as you take your seat and his hand subconsciously drifts closer to the handle of his blade, though after a few moments, he gives a curt nod and appears to slightly relax.
The woman, on the other hand, seems to view you with more interest. While she doesn't truly smile, her expression is not unfriendly. Upon closer inspection, you realize that her left cheek bears several silvered scars, one of which begins at the corner of her mouth and ends right next to her blue eye.
The serving wench is reasonably prompt, bringing the food in a timely manner; the fare is simple, but tasty enough. After a time, conversation around the room appears to pick up again.
The woman at your table moves as if to speak a greeting; the man seems about to object, but she silences him with a glare. "Well met, fellow travelers," she speaks politely, her accent leaving no doubt that she is no local. "I do not recall seeing you on the road, so I would think that you did not come from the west. Any news from the road to the east?"
Posted on 2015-02-16 at 00:52:18.
Edited on 2015-02-16 at 00:54:32 by t_catt11
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Topic: Olan's Birthday
Subject: lol
Boog!
Posted on 2015-02-11 at 22:48:22.
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Topic: Olan's Birthday
Subject: thanks
Roger, your efforts in cheering me up have not gone unnoticed. Thanks, you are a good friend.
And thank you all! 
Zombies at some point.
Posted on 2015-02-11 at 17:43:25.
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Topic: CWWLLO QnA
Subject: durr
Posted, sorry.
Posted on 2015-02-11 at 13:24:49.
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Topic: Continuing Where We Last Left Off Again
Subject: it's a trap
So, there were heavily armored wererats intent on leading them into a trap. Of course, what if the wererats were, themselves, the bait? These could have been scouts that allowed themselves to be seen, in order to lure the party into the sights of a larger force... or a more deadly foe.
"It is clear they mean to lure us into an ambush," Arien spoke, "though by what is more than we know. If the gate itself was guarded by such an eldritch horror as we have already met, it would seem that a few wererats would give pause before attacking us, surprise or not."
He paused a moment. "I have been told that I never met a charge I did not like, and in all fairness, that is true. Nevertheless, I do not care to stumble into an ambush that we know is waiting. Would it be useful, I wonder, to cloak ourselves with magic? Perhaps invisibility or the like might be in order."
OOC: Regardless, Arien will keep his sword ready, as he seriously doubts he will have much time for arrows when this trap is sprung.
Posted on 2015-02-11 at 13:24:30.
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Topic: What Evil Hides in the Hearts of Men - Q&A
Subject: dog
No need for his own posts. Just reference him in your main posts as you see fit.
Posted on 2015-02-09 at 15:25:23.
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