[IC] Toward the Halls of the Nameless One

Arkansan · July 26, 2013, 06:39:28 PM

Brogan:
Uthred rambling grows more and more off topic, until he is simply stringing words together nonsensically. Some of the young men at arms seem interested in exploring the Halls, other simple try to look as if they didn't hear you. One of the breaks the silence, "I'd go, but the Chief says we're not to waste our selfs exploring that place, I'm his sworn man so I can't break my oath. Sorry". The lean, gaunt faced young warrior looks genuinely crestfallen that he is missing this opportunity for gold and glory.

Chugosh · July 26, 2013, 06:46:47 PM

"It is also important to serve your master in good faith, friend. May the Gods of hearth and home and of battle look after you all." With this and other farewells, Brogar departs the keep and returns to the inn, ready for his lunch. The luxury of two meals in the same place making him feel at once happy and a bit itchy around the feet. He does not know that he was born under the stars of the god of wayfarers and that by all his wanderings as a soldier duty bound, this deity has triggered the wanderlust deep within his heart.

When he arrives at the inn he orders his meal and then sits down, his eyes open for anyone looking in need of adventure.

AndrewSFTSN · July 27, 2013, 05:17:24 AM

Back at the inn:

"Hail Brogar the Longshank'd! The locals are certainly interesting aren't they?"

Quobbles relays all he's been told about the wizard's need for fire moss.

"I reckon this could be easy money. All he wants is a satchel worth and apparently the goblins can be bargained with for passage. All I worry is that our party might be a bit small, even with Aiden."

He looks around doubtfully and a loud growling is heard from above his belt.

"Do you think we should wait for the Father for lunch, or...?"

Chugosh · July 27, 2013, 09:04:33 AM

"He may have been invited to eat with his brother priest, Quobbles. He will not mind if we go ahead in either case. I learned a little about the threats that may await us, as well as the situation of this local lord." The fighter goes on to explain all he heard at the keep, trying to be careful in his details.

AndrewSFTSN · July 27, 2013, 10:24:55 AM

Quobbles orders the heartiest thing being served.

"You know, it seems we have a variety of options in these creepy Halls. I say we set off first thing on the morrow, and discuss where exactly to explore while we're on the journey. After all, it mayn't be long before another party gets wind of these juicy rumours and beats us there."

pbj44 · July 27, 2013, 10:13:35 PM

A lanky, looking young man enters the Hangover, and eyes both of you at the table.
Glancing about he mutters “still the same…”
Brushing absently at his mud streaked and battered armor, he Strides over to the table and pauses, staring intently at Brogar.
“Are you the old guy looking for trouble up at the Halls? Uthred said you might be going, and if you are then I want in.”
Without waiting for invitation, he pulls up a chair.

“My name is Ari, and my uncle Hrothgar is one of the missing hunters…"

Chugosh · July 27, 2013, 11:03:07 PM

"We'll I would not claim to be old at twenty summers," Brogar says, but we do aim to go up and have a look, yes."
He looks the slightly younger man over and nods.
"You look like you will do, alright, but we have another that is going with us and we shall likely see him before long, here. Mister Quabbles, what do you think?"

AndrewSFTSN · July 28, 2013, 05:14:42 AM

"I like his front. Can you handle a sword, Ari?"

pbj44 · July 28, 2013, 05:57:32 AM

Nodding at Quobbles, "Aye, I can. And speaking on that, I have a small problem."

He pulls his sword and drops it on the table. A jagged mess, its missing all but the first six inches of it's length. (OOC - my "Dagger".)

"I haven't lived here since I was a child, and have no idea where I can buy another. I'll need a bow and some arrows as well, and the lot will likely clean out my coin, if these things can be had."

Chugosh · July 28, 2013, 09:20:29 AM

"I guess we'll go have a look about after lunch, if the innkeeper has nothing on hand to suit."

Drohem · July 28, 2013, 04:46:58 PM

Donovan enters the common room of the Hangover and walks over to the where his companions are having lunch.

As he easies into a chair he says cheerfully, "good afternoon, friends."

He looks to the man and introduces himself, "hello, I am Father Nevalaps. Please call me by my given name, Donovan."

Chugosh · July 28, 2013, 07:41:54 PM

"Ah, see there he is! Donovan, this young fellow wants to join our assay."

pbj44 · July 28, 2013, 08:50:15 PM

"It is good to meet you Donovan. My uncle Hrothgar is one of the hunters recently gone missing near the Halls. I hope to learn his fate when we journey there. If you will have me along, I will work hard to be a trusty companion."

"But in the meantime, I find myself in dire need of a Longsword and Bow. Some arrows would be nice as well."

Turning towards the bar, "Ho! Gareth Cutpurse! Have you a sword, bow, and some arrows for sale??"

Arkansan · July 28, 2013, 09:21:26 PM

Gareth pauses at the sound of his name "Weapons aren't really my area of commerce. There is an armorer down the street that keeps the hunters an trapper tooled up for dealing with the wilds, you might try there". He looks thoughtful for a moment "I believe his name is Erik, can't miss his shop though, got a crossefd sword painted on the doors".

pbj44 · July 28, 2013, 09:50:39 PM

Nodding to those at the table, "I you will excuse me, I will pop down and see Erik straight away."

With that he strides out and heads down to the Armorer's shop.

Opening the door sporting the sign of the crossed blades he looks about in the shop.