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Post by Zero Prime on Apr 23, 2021 16:19:40 GMT -8
Caelin Valaerys, pariah of TakhisisARMOR CLASS: 14 | HIT POINTS: 24 | CURRENT: 24 | HIT DIE: 3d8 | CURRENT: 3d8 PASSIVE PERCEPTION: 15 | PASSIVE INSIGHT: 17 | INSPIRATION: 1 Caelin shrugged at the dark haired man with the piercing eyes, "I've been ill used by them that value gods more than men. Seems the one's who should care couldn't be bothered, and those that you hope wouldn't care, bothered far too much." He looked at the doors the had been splintered, remembered the hammering of the ram against those door, his ill conceived deception and attempts to delay the cultists. "Solid doors though, and those that sought refuge inside would thank the gods they were. But them doors was made by carpenters, not gods."OOC: In case it isn't clear, Caelin is more reminiscing than getting into an argument with the pastor, think of someone whose feeling happy based on their alcoholic consumption, just engaging in a conversation on a deep subject.
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Post by HorizonsDream on Apr 23, 2021 20:34:37 GMT -8
Eliana gives Lord Nighthill a polite curtsy. She was here for Henry's sake after all. She gives Henry an encouraging smile, and let's him take the stage.
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Post by Daos on Apr 23, 2021 21:43:10 GMT -8
"Solid doors though, and those that sought refuge inside would thank the gods they were. But them doors was made by carpenters, not gods." "Very true," the man agrees. "But you didn't answer my question," he points out.
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Post by Zero Prime on Apr 24, 2021 6:08:27 GMT -8
Caelin Valaerys, pariah of TakhisisARMOR CLASS: 14 | HIT POINTS: 24 | CURRENT: 24 | HIT DIE: 3d8 | CURRENT: 3d8 PASSIVE PERCEPTION: 15 | PASSIVE INSIGHT: 17 | INSPIRATION: 1 Caelin nodded, "Sorry pastor, I'm used to being a little guarded with truths," he shrugged, inclining his head towards Zakkoth and Leosin. "Just here with that old fool, checking up on his friend, we were all a little banged up after escaping. Seemed important to him, so here I am." He looked towards the doors, the sounds of the festival drifting in like whispers on the wind, "Why are you here, rather than out there, celebrating with your congregation?"
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Post by Igordragonian on Apr 24, 2021 12:07:24 GMT -8
Zakkoth gotten up with a creak of his spine, chuckle. "Where there is ale, I can be happy. With all the omens, and the worship of my own heart, in the end I am a creature of simple needs." .another creak and he take a seat. He adress the pastor. "He is just an angry boy. But he is kind enough to accompany an old beast like me." he croak into a laughter, and then turn his attention to Leosin. "While, I might get drunk and yell at the wrong people, and follow omens... what made YOU to look for troubles? Are this cult of dilesiounal hatchlings have made you worried that much?"
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Post by Daos on Apr 24, 2021 13:40:07 GMT -8
"Just here with that old fool, checking up on his friend, we were all a little banged up after escaping. Seemed important to him, so here I am." The man looks over at Zakkoth, then turns his attention back to Caelin. "I see. You are here for your friend's sake. That's admirable. I've always appreciated loyalty and brotherhood. Sometimes we only have each other, I always say." "Why are you here, rather than out there, celebrating with your congregation?" "Oh, me? I'm no priest. I'm a ranger. Just passing through town," he says. "Honestly, I tend to prefer the company of animals to people. Nothing against people, mind. Many of them are great. But there's something appealing about just being out in nature, taking it all in. No crowds, no politics, no worries. When I am in town, though, I always like to stop by the temple, particularly any dedicated to the Blue Phoenix." "While, I might get drunk and yell at the wrong people, and follow omens... what made YOU to look for troubles? Are this cult of dilesiounal hatchlings have made you worried that much?" "The Children of Takhisis have not been particularly subtle in their activities lately, and that does concern me," Leosin admits. "Originally, they were deep in the shadows, but now they openly attack and raid towns. And it's not just me, either. I've had word that others are also investigating, including the Solamnic Knights and the Druidic Order. We've formed something of a coalition to investigate this matter, and hopefully thwart whatever scheme they are hatching. The Dragon Queen may be dead, but her followers, if left uncheck, could do serious harm to this world still."
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Post by Matt4 on Apr 24, 2021 16:30:41 GMT -8
Chantilly SweettoothHP: 27/27 - AC: 16 - Perception: 15 - Insight: 11 - Inspiration: Yes Chantilly stood at Zakkoth's side, listening quietly not wanting to interrupt that long sought reunion. At the mention of the word "ale", she extended the mug toward Leosin: " Here, Zakkoth bought it for you. We thought you could use something to drink." - she said smiling at the half-elf. As the two friends spoke among themselves, she glanced at the man that was talking with Caelin. Wondering what kind of person he could be. {OOC Actions}Just because I miss rolling Insight on that guy: mfPkZz1N1d20+1 1d20+1
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Post by Daos on Apr 24, 2021 21:49:39 GMT -8
"Ah, thank you," Leosin says, accepting the skin. He pops the cap and holds it up to his nose...then grimaces suddenly. Forcing a polite smile, he restops the skin. "I...appreciate the thought. But those in my order do not partake of spirits." He hands it back. Chantilly gets a strange and almost otherworldly feeling from the man. Not something sinister, though. Quite the opposite, in fact. She can't quite put her finger on it, but...it does seem a weird coincidence he just sort of popped in like that, with nobody seeing or hearing him, right after Caelin started badmouthing the gods...
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Post by Zero Prime on Apr 25, 2021 4:57:24 GMT -8
Caelin Valaerys, pariah of TakhisisARMOR CLASS: 14 | HIT POINTS: 24 | CURRENT: 24 | HIT DIE: 3d8 | CURRENT: 3d8 PASSIVE PERCEPTION: 15 | PASSIVE INSIGHT: 17 | INSPIRATION: 1 Caelin looked towards the dark haired ranger, "On yer way back out, I'd tread carefully if you're headed south-east towards the Dargaard Mountains." He paused a moment, judging the man's reaction, "Camp of mercenaries, cultists, and Knights of Takhisis are fortified there, same one's who did that." He nodded towards the battered and splintered doors that had only recently begun to be repaired.
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Post by Matt4 on Apr 25, 2021 9:43:27 GMT -8
Chantilly SweettoothHP: 27/27 - AC: 16 - Perception: 15 - Insight: 11 - Inspiration: Yes " Oh..! Sorry!" - Chantilly glared at Zakkoth: " You only wanted an excuse to buy another mug of ale, didn't you..?" - she said with a distracted chuckle. Her eyes quickly went back to that "ranger". She excused herself from the two before joining the conversion between Caelin and the other man. " ..Hi! I'm Chantilly. Do..Do we know each other? You seem..familiar, somehow." The face crack I had when I read that whisper. D: I don't know how to handle this situation ahah
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Post by Igordragonian on Apr 25, 2021 11:39:09 GMT -8
Zakkoth chuckle and Chantilly. "Clever kender" he say, and sip ale, as his sacred oathes are.. to himself. "Well. There are too many people. They are bound to eat each other." he say between gulps. "Gods might give them excuses... but if you have managed to stop squabbling for long enough for this.. "coaltion" this is indeed quite an omen. Something big and scary... eh?" he sigh "We have heard they have a "nursery" and it's also.. a bad omen." Pause. "So what will you do, when you get better?"
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Post by Daos on Apr 25, 2021 13:20:00 GMT -8
Caelin looked towards the dark haired ranger, "On yer way back out, I'd tread carefully if you're headed south-east towards the Dargaard Mountains." He paused a moment, judging the man's reaction, "Camp of mercenaries, cultists, and Knights of Takhisis are fortified there, same one's who did that." He nodded towards the battered and splintered doors that had only recently begun to be repaired. The man glances back to the door, then looks back and nods. "Thanks for the head's up. That's mighty kind of you. Here, let me return the favor." He slides off his pack, opens it and digs around a bit in it, before retrieving a glass vial containing a blue liquid. He hands it over. "It's nothing fancy, just a potion of healing. But I have the feeling you and your friends might need it more than me. Consider that my thanks, as well, for protecting this place. I know it means a lot to a lot of people." Her eyes quickly went back to that "ranger". She excused herself from the two before joining the conversion between Caelin and the other man. " ..Hi! I'm Chantilly. Do..Do we know each other? You seem..familiar, somehow." "Well, little lady, it's entirely possible we've run into each other before on the road. Do you do a lot of traveling in the wild?" he asks. "We have heard they have a "nursery" and it's also.. a bad omen." Pause. "So what will you do, when you get better?" Leosin nods. "Yes, I heard about it. The Children are apparently raising some dragon eggs there. It is a disquieting thought." He adds, "I will be traveling to Solanthus. I have to meet a contact there, and that's where I'll give my report on everything I learned in the camp."
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Post by Matt4 on Apr 25, 2021 17:03:10 GMT -8
Chantilly SweettoothHP: 27/27 - AC: 16 - Perception: 15 - Insight: 11 - Inspiration: Yes " Well, I'm originally from Lemon, all the way up in Northern Ergoth. I wanted to visit Kendermore but couldn't make it past the ruins of Brightfield... The pain from all that destruction overcome my natural curiosity of seeing the homeland of my family." - she paused a bit, with a chuckle that sounded a bit forced, thinking back on all the things she saw during her travels. " But I guess it's nice to think that even in face of all that, my people still found a way to prosper... Sorry, I tend to ramble, but yes, as you can deduce I traveled a lot, and the gifts of the wild helped me a lot during my journey. As for you... You also seem a... seasoned traveler." - Chantilly studied intently the man in front of her, there was still something strange she couldn't figure out, but she felt she was close.
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Post by Igordragonian on Apr 25, 2021 21:21:40 GMT -8
Zakkoth has tilted his head a bit, learning a bit more of Chantilly. But he is in the middle of conversibg with Leosin "Maybe I have became too cynical. I compare those bunch of hooligans to the colored dragonarmies... and they look laughable." Pause. "How ever, I respect YOU, Leosin. I came here for you, and as my duty to myself I have tried to help to the best of my meager abilities. So.. what would you me do now?" Another pause. "I also assume my companions feels some obligation to fight this threat. Where do you think we can be of best use?"
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Post by Daos on Apr 26, 2021 14:17:23 GMT -8
" Well, I'm originally from Lemon, all the way up in Northern Ergoth. I wanted to visit Kendermore but couldn't make it past the ruins of Brightfield... The pain from all that destruction overcome my natural curiosity of seeing the homeland of my family." "Ah, yes, the Desolation," the man says, nodding sadly. "It is a tragedy, but take heart. Druids and rangers are already working to reclaim that land. It may take years, but eventually Goodlund will be as beautiful as it once was, and the kender will thrive there again." So.. what would you me do now?" Another pause. "I also assume my companions feels some obligation to fight this threat. Where do you think we can be of best use?" "These are not all of your companions, though, correct?" Leosin asks. "I notice at least a couple are missing. So this would be a conversation better had when your entire group is together. You're all staying in the keep tonight, yes? I'll stop by there in the morning, before I head out. We can discuss your next move then."
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