Rumors about vampires and werewolfs that are in the forrest. A dark lady who invited or maybe it was threatened a group of adventures into the den of evil. A lady who warned of a man named Syran was coming and that their mortal days were numbered. One mouthy paladin who pushed the lady too far was almost mortaly wounded as she displayed her power, with a single blow the paladin and dropped to his knees in a pool of his own blood. Soon all of Sundren will parish by Syrans power the lady warned. Had it not been for the Spirit of a cursed man by the name of Richard, The adventures would have all became food for the vampires and werewolfs or worse became part of their fold.
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Hano intercepts the rumor between two commoners outside of the Sundren Comfort. He pauses, rubbing at his throat and remembered how quickly the woman slit it. He gets lost in thought for a moment then shakes his head when hearing the rest, "Wait a minute.. Who the hell is Richard?""Kaeldorn hates players." -Albert Einstein
Originally posted by DM CornutoLollercide coming back to the server, that dude's the Kobe Bryant of meta-gaming.
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Lauan hears the rumors about werewolves and remembers the stories her parents told her to scare her away from the woods. She eventualy loses interest and walks away.Lauan - knight of Thay " I have no fear, and death is merely an inconvenience to me. I do not die until ordered to do so, I do not fall until every last bit of life has left me. I stand tall, proud, a Thayan knight."
Adeodatus Exitium - "Nobody is more dangerous than he who imagines himself pure in heart, for his purity, by definition, is unassailable." — James Baldwin
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I've had just about enough being treated like some helpless toy! These vampires mean to take all of Sundren with them, bad enough living in fear of plague. Can't a girl just relax and enjoy the good life?
Shalika was getting tired of being a pawn.Dahdmib Al Faruk: Whirling Ranger
Dordleton Grumplestout: Spelunker Gadgeteer
Shalika Ike: A Dark Woman with a Dark Past
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Shela Rosethorn oozed bad rum out of every pore as she swayed in front of the campfire. Taking another uncoordinated swig from the dirty bottle she began to speak to no one in particular.
"T'was a right sight i reckon. Been a bad day an' all with that dark misses cursen me by invitin' that spirit Richard an' that Gnome with 'is black cat always crossin' me path. Then things get right worse with that dead lady showin' up an' all, speakin' of a warnin an' beconin' all te follow 'er." Shela pauses a moment in reflection as she takes another long drink, spilling most of it down the front of her shirt.
"Figurin' i can't be more cursed 'an i already am eh? So I follow me's bad luck deep inte the crypt with the others as this dead lady go on about 'er 'ome an' 'ow lovely the decour is. Like she be showin' the place off te potential buyers eh?" Shela chuckles a little as she stares into the fire.
"So we's go deeper along eh, then this dead un, she be talkin' all 'bout 'ow we're all gonna die see, an' i ain't shy te say, I was a might 'fraid bout what's te 'appen eh, but then this right uptight 'oly roller starts gettin' in 'er face 'bout this an that." She takes another quick drink before continuing.
"So 'ere's this bloke with 'is 'oly then thou, gonna save the lands, ain't gonna listen te reason shite, goes in rilen this dead un all up. I'm thinkin te meself awe 'ells, 'ere we go, gonna break all lose now, on account of then dead uns lookin at yer's truely like meat on a 'ook an' 'oldin' fried taters. But then this dead un, she calmly reaches out and slits ol' 'ano's throat like she be spreaded butter on toast eh?" Shela draws the neck of the bottle across her throat as she speaks.
"So as ol' 'ano be laying there bleedin all over the decour, this dead un finishes 'er story 'bout 'ow we're all gonna die an' tells us te get out. Now ye didn't 'ave te tell Shela twice. I was out faster than the ol' man's lil soldier when the misses leaves town, ifin ye catch me meanin'." Shela chuckles to herself
"So what's Shela te do then eh? Figured I'd get right an' proper, fierce drunk an' if that dead un comes back, i'd go out drunk an' swingin'." Shela looks at her now empty bottle with longing and chuckles to herself again.
"Wonder if ol' 'ano whistle when 'e speaks now?"Butch: "You know, when I was a kid, I always thought I was gonna grow up to be a hero."
Sundance: "Well it's to late now."
Toons:
Mittens Whitepaw (Feral Druid),
Rose Thimblefoot (Simple Seamstress),
Melody Mourningsoul (Cursed Bard)
Katalina Zephyr (Guardian of the Grave)
Gabrielle Dumoine (the Duchess of Waterdeep... 'onestly...)
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Cazador slid quietly back into the trees after hearing the latest news. All this talk of werewolves and vampires... He offers a glance back to the large brown bear accompanying him, waving the enormous Braxim back to the trail. They managed out of the brush with little enough sound to safely escape notice (the attention that bears draw is usally none too good).
Braxim stared over at the ebony Cazador cautiously. It was a quality Cazador appreciated in the bear. He seemed to know when Caz was about to get into trouble. As if the thoughts needed to be brought out, Caz thought out loud, "To track these werewolves and see them hunt..." To which was answered a very deep, and very dangerous growl that likely would have startled the most fortuitous of travelers. But cazador was used to it.
"Easy, Brax. I don't mean to tie up with them. Just to watch them hunt." And this only managed him another dangerous growl of warning. "We'll stay clear of these undead vampires or whatever they are."
They rest of the walk to the place Cazador and Braxim called home was quiet, with only the thoughts roaming around in Cazador's head. As he bedded down for sleep, he only had one thought before drifting off to sleep: This must be a sign from Malar. It must be!Larando de'Kaun: Larando's history.Originally posted by Gabryalis it just me or is Larando kind of the Monty Python of villains? It seems that everything he tries doesn't just go wrong, but horribly so
"The Hunt must be clean. If disease or affliction is visited on hunters by a beast, clergy of Malar must do all they can to root out and exterminate the taint, that bloodlines and beasts in the wild remain always strong." -The gospel of Saernclaws
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Mittens paused a moment to sniff at a new and odd track. The mark was animal, but yet human. She paused another moment to sniff at the night air before dashing off in pursuit.Butch: "You know, when I was a kid, I always thought I was gonna grow up to be a hero."
Sundance: "Well it's to late now."
Toons:
Mittens Whitepaw (Feral Druid),
Rose Thimblefoot (Simple Seamstress),
Melody Mourningsoul (Cursed Bard)
Katalina Zephyr (Guardian of the Grave)
Gabrielle Dumoine (the Duchess of Waterdeep... 'onestly...)
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"Another player on the board,I am becoming more and more intrigued with the turn of events lately..."The shadow monk ponders how he may find a way to perhaps,turn this new threat to his own benefit..."Surely they could use someone of my expertise and maybe other interested parties.."Dar'kane slips into the shadows silently,seeking out others of like mind."Feel the fervor growing,but the hate is stronger.My heart was whole with you,but the pain was mine."
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