The Biscuits | Gimar - Fighter 8th Level (PC) Jaron - Paladin 5th Level (PC) Rheaphlyndar - Thief 8th Level (PC) Nicola - Cleric 5th Level (PC) Wed - Mage 5th Level (NPC) Little John - Fighter 5th Level (NPC) |
Locale | King's Arms Inn |
Date | 2nd day of Growfest, 585 CY (Common Year) |
Time | Evening |
Rheaphlyndar |
Now that I have beer in hand I can truly tell my story. I was in town, on the job, so to speak, when I fell into the river. . .
I took the opportunity to check this guy out while I was, you know, busy. He was a fairly good looking guy, for a human. He even had a little rabbit that was following him around. I didn't think them nature priests could use a bow, though. Anyhow, he fixed me up a real nice meal . . .
He led me to this rinky-dink old cottage in the woods and left me there. I swear that bunny stayed behind to watch me, but maybe this eyepatch was just too tight. Anyhow, the door opened to a little hallway and another door. I stepped in an knocked but got no answer . . .
I aced the rest of the locks and removed both traps. The guildmaster was mighty impressed and offered me a guest membership for just five platinum. I talked him down to three. The facilities were mighty impressive for a cabin in the woods. It's obvious this guild was originally a businessman's special, and Steve was a consumate businessman. That reminds me, Gimar, I need to introduce you to Steve, because he has a proposal for you. His partner Woz was the real pro -- he definitely knew his way around the tools. I guess it was the next day that I heard about the King's offer. Steve still has some pretty good connections in the city, but free training? I hit the locks and traps pretty hard with Woz, and got to practice my climbing on some nasty rock formations. I basically stayed out there and trained until just yesterday. |
Gimar | You've improved your armor I see. Did you learn any new weapons? |
Rheaphlyndar | Not yet, and no, I'm not interested in taking up the Battle-axe. I mostly worked on my "special" skills. |
Jaron | Like being a serving wench? I could use another ale here. |
Nicola | Ignore him. We were just discussing our return to the Temple. |
Rheaphlyndar | I suppose you guys have a plan to fight those Earth Elementals now? |
Gimar | We sure hope so. |
After not much longer, the Biscuits turned in. Three days hence (the morning of Waterday) they resolved to leave Chendl to return to the Temple of Elemental Evil and finish what they had begun.
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