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Post by Igordragonian on Apr 11, 2021 20:17:29 GMT -8
Migor start to shake, filled with rage. "Bah!" And then deflate, looking exuasted and desprate.
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Post by GravityEmblem on Apr 12, 2021 6:04:20 GMT -8
Savra sighs. "My, um...my parents have some soldiers at their disposal. I...I guess I could ask them for assistance. Or we could try appealing to this Order of the Gauntlet you mentioned," she hastily adds.
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Post by Daos on Apr 12, 2021 14:01:39 GMT -8
"The Knights of Samular?" Iroas asks. "Some pilgrims we met on the road mentioned them, that they had a base here in Dessarin. Do you consider them trustworthy?"
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Post by Zero Prime on Apr 12, 2021 14:45:00 GMT -8
Braedon, Wolf Touched WarriorARMOR CLASS: 16 | HIT POINTS: 31 | CURRENT: 25 | HIT DIE: 3d10 | CURRENT: 3d10 PASSIVE PERCEPTION: 13 | PASSIVE INSIGHT: 11 | INSPIRATION: 0 ACTIVE EFFECTS: None. Braedon considered the information Savra had shared with them, and despite Migor's concern, he, himself, couldn't become as outraged as his companion. "Migor, please," he tried to calm his friend, "the fact the revere the skies above, and the air, is not a cause for suspicion. Savra, a junior member of this order, has only witnessed those in religious robes associating with the knights. To my knowledge many knightly orders are, in fact, related to, or sponsored by religious organizations, or their beliefs. I do not find this cause for concern." He contemplated all they had witnessed while there, "Besides a taste for celebration, the knights have treated us with hospitality and respect, loaning us two griffons with which to escort Savra here to her parents. They hunted for, and aided us in slaying a manticore, which would have been hell on the local farmers, and cattlemen." He shrugged, "Always be cautious Lady Savra, but I see no need for further concern, unless there is a deeper truth you are hiding?"
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Post by Igordragonian on Apr 12, 2021 15:30:31 GMT -8
Migor sigh. He slowly calm down and order an ale
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Post by Daos on Apr 12, 2021 20:08:27 GMT -8
"Yes, I suppose you are right," Iroas admits. "We don't have any actual evidence, just a trout in the milk. Still, I don't think Lady Savra should return to the tower...at least, not until we can be sure."
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Post by GravityEmblem on Apr 14, 2021 5:24:55 GMT -8
Savra sighs deeply. "Sorry, sorry, I...I panicked."
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Post by Igordragonian on Apr 14, 2021 21:33:20 GMT -8
"Me too" Migor croaked
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Post by GravityEmblem on Apr 17, 2021 6:01:12 GMT -8
"So, now what?" Savra asks, after an awkward silence. "Finish our meal, go to bed, and continue to my parents in the morning?"
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Post by Daos on Apr 17, 2021 12:54:25 GMT -8
"Yes, I think that would be best," Iroas replies.
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Post by Igordragonian on Apr 17, 2021 20:26:20 GMT -8
"Sure." Migor seems calmed down. He take meat leftovers to snuggle with. He liked the smell.
"Yess. Though, I never understood the parent concept thing. What if they are incompetent. Isn't it better to leave the hatchlings to a care taket who know her work? Oh well." He pack the leftovers and prepare to go tp bed.
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Post by Zero Prime on Apr 18, 2021 2:03:27 GMT -8
Braedon, Wolf Touched WarriorARMOR CLASS: 16 | HIT POINTS: 31 | CURRENT: 25 | HIT DIE: 3d10 | CURRENT: 3d10 PASSIVE PERCEPTION: 13 | PASSIVE INSIGHT: 11 | INSPIRATION: 0 ACTIVE EFFECTS: None. Braedon smiled, dropping a heavy hand on the kobold's shoulder in a reassuring manner. "You'll find that our relationships with our parents are," he paused, finishing off a tankard of ale, "complicated. Many do leave their children to the care of others, others hold us close in an effort to protect us from the world, and in so doing drive us away." His meal finished, he nodded towards Savra, and Daos, "On the 'morrow then."And with that he retired to his room, jotting the highlights of their day's travel into a journal before extinguishing the lamp illuminating his room, and burrowing down to sleep.
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Post by Daos on Apr 18, 2021 14:09:12 GMT -8
Iroas will walk Lady Savra to her room and make sure she has everything she needs for the night, before heading to his own room for the night.
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Post by GravityEmblem on Apr 19, 2021 6:09:31 GMT -8
The next morning, Savra wakes everyone bright and early. After rushing the group through breakfast, the party takes flight and arrives in Waterdeep a few hours later.
"Come on, follow me," she motions, after landing. "I know exactly where it is." She doesn't sound happy.
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Post by Daos on Apr 19, 2021 14:48:53 GMT -8
Iroas follows after Savra, taking in the sights and sounds of the city as he does so.
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