The Gathering (not open)

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The ranger Robin walked around to inspect the site of their "landing" and trying to build a fire, and something tripped him under his feet. On a close examination, he found four bags neatly packed.

OOC:
inside each bag, you will find rations for a week, water bag (filled), a small tent and a few nevigation & camping device. You also discovered a black silk pocket with a string attetched to its openning (so pull the string and you lock the bag). It is empty, and the bag has the size of a stone.

[ 09-15-2002, 10:36 AM: Message edited by: 250 ]

[Skydracgrrl]

OOC- well well, i believe that was an indirect hint as to what to put in the bags..

Skye


Skye took one of the four bags, and taking out one of the small pouches, places her moonstone into it and put it around her neck by a string. "Before we light a fire and signal our location, perhaps we should make sure whether the people at the other camp are friendly or not," she told Robin. "I don't believe it will be very pleasant if a camp of foes was able to discover us from our camp fire... Perhaps we should wait for the others to wake up first before we make any moves. If they are enemies and they sense us, we won't get very far dragging our unconscious companions with us." She waited to see if this sounded reasonable to him.

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OOC:
Sennid awoke and struggled to his feet, and Thalali wasn't there. (poor bastard must have died during the teleportation). Unless you want to look for his dead body in other dimensional planes of existence, then you are ready to march out.

Btw, do discuss your marching order (scout, mid, rear, flank etc etc) and whats more, discuss anything you feel like to (questions etc)

there will be a few more players joining with you (Legolas, MAYBE KTOng)

[ 09-15-2002, 03:15 PM: Message edited by: 250 ]

[Dundee Slaytern]

OOC: Alas, poor Thalali, we knew you not. [img]tongue.gif[/img] Edited my previous post to reflect this change.

Robin Clym

Robin took one of the bags, kept his moonstone in it and tied it around his waist.

"I can be stealthy, as can Sennid. Do you have an invisibility spell? If you do, we can all move out towards that campfire. If you do not, I can scout ahead first while you and Sennid stay behind."

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OOC:

EDIT: sorry, mistake. The bard can cast invisbility. only once.

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Ferji, the magical journey seemed to disorient your senses greatly. For a moment you were chatting with an friendly old champ, about the incoming meeting of the Cursed Order and drinking fine wine, now it seemed someone had just thrown you out of the bar (for maybe a throw of thousand miles). You shook your head fiercely, the smell of open air refreshed you like a delirious elven liqur. A few pieces of clouds hang listlessly above your head, the moon was in her finest moment.

OOC: you wield a great sword (or a long sword, it is up to you) of shinniess, and wear a crusty chainmail. you can have a medium shield, if you want. in your pocket is a moonstone, which seemed very valuable to you. It was given to you after a strange and disturbing dream, where you met a woman's spirit or something begging for help

And another scene, this one happened during your magical journey. It went like this

"You looked up briefly, and the sight took out your breath. Miles and miles of them, the dark clouds roared and sailed with the wind. Like a disease, they spreaded over the sky. Some of the black dusts rained off from above, and the rest of the mass went on and on..."

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A grunt disturbed the attention of all three, the companions saw something moved a few feet next to them, then they heard the shuffling of metal against metal (like someone was shaking off the dirt), and a few muttered curses.

OOC:welcome, Legolas!

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[Legolas]

OOC: Thanks [img]smile.gif[/img] We'll start out simple [img]tongue.gif[/img]
IC:
Ferji

Ferji had no idea where he was, or why, so he looked himself and his surroundings over carefully for any clues. He still had his greatsword and armour, and that pretty stone which proved that the dream wasn't really a dream. But he vaguely remembered his sword standing a few yards off when he left, and a mug of ale clenched in his fist. For some reason whoever got him here had handed him his sword, but took away his drink.
"Maybe he was thirsty too," he thought.

He sat a while trying to think of the why of his being where he was. Either they expected him to find his way back, or there was a task to be executed in this place. Since he didn't know where to go, he figured he should try to see if there was anything evil to kill nearby.

OOC: Just the shiny greatsword and the crusty armour please

He'll either cast Detect Evil, or, if he can't, try to sense evil the non-magical way. Although he's risking a major headache if he happens to stand on the back of a big big evil dragon...

[ 09-17-2002, 06:27 AM: Message edited by: Legolas ]

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Ferji, you saw a group of trio before you, they had their hands on their weapons, and occasionally eyed each other nervously. You did not sense anything particularly sinister about them, except maybe the human man (or woman, you could not tell) stood furtherest away from you, partially blended into shadows.

Another man dressed in green lether, a long bow strapped on his back, and a staff tightly held in hands. Next to him was a female humanoid, whos got pointy ears. You made out the metalic harp tied to her waist, and a slightly oversized sword (compare to her skinny frame) that nearly matched the size of your Shinnies.

OOC: describe yourself to them, let them know what they see before their eyes. and then you (all of you) can introduce yourselves to each other

and thats right, we start fast, but do take your time to play! [img]smile.gif[/img]

also, to the trio, I made a mistake earlier. Skye can cast Invisbility spell, for once on a single target. just let you know.

[ 09-18-2002, 09:10 AM: Message edited by: 250 ]

[Legolas]

Ferji


A lean halfling walked stiffly over to the group, trying to keep his back straight. He had the face of a nobleman’s bastard, some aspects elegant, others much more boorish. In the moonlight, though, all that could be seen was a brow knit in concentration. The halfling was slim and broad shouldered, but his crusty chainmail dispelled any illusions of size.
He looked every bit a warrior, down to the longsword strapped to his back (OOC: or shins, if CCL didn’t make a typo ), which he wielded with both his hands. The more observant characters might interpret his lack of helm as a sign this young man was an experienced dualist who knew the value of eye contact in a one-on-one fight. If so, they’d likely be proven wrong in the near future. The only reason his straight brown hair was visible was that noone had thought to get him any headprotection before leaving him right where he was. Aside from a helm, the halfling also seemed to lack a sling, and appered to carry no packs in which it might be hidden.

Ferji came to a halt before the small group, rather startled to find his short legs had closed the distance so quickly. He knew he had to speak now or seem forever impolite. His tutors had told him so over and over.

“Ehr… Greetings good Sirs… uhm.. . and lady. A fine evening to you all!

I’m.. no, that’s not right. Could I lend a moment of your time? I am sir Ferji, noble paladin at your service, and, you see, I am somewhat unsure as to my location. Would you be so kind as to.. ah, skip it. What is this place? Well, if you please, of course. Yes.”

He shifted nervously from one foot to the other as he waited for a reply. Likely these tall folk would say they'd help him out shortly or that they could spare a little time or something. By habit, he patted his pockets with his hands, something that started out to give him something to do but to which he now fell back if he was nervous. Nothing in them but that stone...

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