Elements D&D (3.5) The First Age of Alamnar by Bender74d

[Glitch]

"I'm stupid and have a deathwish, and I heard this was the place to go."  Geoff gives her a wry grin.  He always liked a challenge.

"I'm a sword-for-hire and I had a bad lead.  Wound up here.  You say you've got problems at night?  Well, I might be able to cause problems for your problems."

[Purity_Riot]

Lady Krissaga giggles at Geoff, shaking her head, "Must you always be so aggressive?" she then turns to the barmaid, with a warm, sharp toothed smile, "What problems have you been having?"

[bigbadbanana]

"I am a mage and can assist you if your problems require magic."

[Bender74d]

"This place used to be the center of all imports to Alamnar.  A vast majority of materials needed for specialized crafting come from the islands across the sea.  Merchants would have them shipped here and then moved by caravan across the land.  Since said materials were easier to obtain first hand right here in the town, several merchants set up thier shops here so they didnt have to pay extra shipping costs."  The barmaid said. Then she took a deep breath and sighed. "A few months ago a man entered our town looking for materials used by those loyal to Lylith in the arts of creation.  He gathered his supplies and headed into the mountains at the end of the coast.  Shortly after that the town started to get attacked by creatures none of us had ever seen before.  Assuming the man had something to do with it, we sent a group of our guardsmen to question him.  Unfortunatly our fears were confermed when a local thief returned and told the story of thier death.  He wouldn't tell us much, but he provided us with thier issued swords as proof of thier demise.  We immediatly sent out a call for help across the land, but its been months and nobody has come.  All we can do is take shelter in our homes and hope that one of our pleas for help will be answered."

[Purity_Riot]

Lady Krissaga places a hand on the woman's shoulder, looking very stern, "Fear not. Though we were not brought here by your call, we will head it. If you put us up for the night, then we will defend your city against any attacks, and tomorrow we will speak with this thief."

[Bender74d]

"Surely, the more the better.  Unfortunatly all our rooms have been boarded up along with all the windows to limit the amount of accesable entrances into this place....the best i can do is a few bedrolls by the fire."

[Purity_Riot]

"That will be more than fine," Lady Krissaga says, smiling to the woman before she whistle for Whisperfoot, "Whisperfoot, guard this door," She says, kneeling and feeding Whisperfoot a slice of the humanoid. As she stands she asks the woman, "So what do these creatures look like?"

[bigbadbanana]

Ariadon sits by the fire and resumes to study his spellbook.

[Bender74d]

Night goes by uneventful, as you awake you notice there is a pot full of gruel and several empty bowls on the bar with a crudely scribbled note....

"Sorry, had to run over to my fathers to check on him once the sun came out.  The thiefs name is Malcor, i haven't the slightest idea where you can find him...you can try the market, there are still a few people that are brave enough to open thier stores during the day."

[Glitch]

"Bah, the answer's simple.  Why go to him when he could come to us.  Why don't we sell the most valuable thing we have, the Lady's doggy, but not really sell it.  Claim it's a rare fortune dragon or something.  An' when the thief comes to TAKE the fortune doggy, we'll cut 'is face off."

[Purity_Riot]

Lady Krissaga grumbles at the idea, but concedes it seems the best way to find him.

[Bender74d]

"Sounds good" Maze says "while we're at it why don't we see if we can unload this extra gear to one of those brave merchants?"