Everyone spends a few days handling their personal affairs. One morning Rasa is practicing his "Kata's" in the yard behind his closed dojo when he is approached by an Andalanese man in simple silk clothing. He tells Raja that he hasn't seen that routine since watching his father do them every morning so many years ago. He explains that he came to the dojo to put flowers on his father's grave who is buried here. He tells Raja he is on several quests from his god and asks if he and is friends are looking for some work. He introduces himself as Yo-soon Hallabauk, Paladin of Glamdrin
The group is introduced to Yo-soon outside of the Dead Post Alley Inn as they all are coming to meet for dinner. Yo-soon is now in full armor on a mighty horse with a squire riding a pony. He hires the group to help him find and clear an ancient bone temple that is buried deep beneath the city streets.
To get there though, they need to gain access to a fireplace located within an art gallery in the very fanciest part of town. Mordinane tries first to approach the receptionist to somehow gain access to the back room where the fireplace was located. Even being as charming as he is, he was not able to win over the heart of this woman. Varis then makes an attempt but causes an altercation which leads to him being asked to leave. He runs out pulling paintings off the wall.
They then check out the rear and find a back entrance. Once they figure out how to open it, they are met with four 1/2 orc security guards. Battle ensues and they are victorious.
They get down the fireplace secret shaft and find a room with 6 doors. Yo-soon takes some time and determines that the door to the East is the right one. They open it and find a bone encrusted door at the end of a short hall....
Dear god, I pray to you today to thank you for me finding my way to the right group of adventures that can help me complete my quests. They are an interesting bunch, but all seem to be accepting of me which is a huge plus given the several groups I dealt with before. So messy.... We are close to the bone temple and I am excited to rescue whatever ancient artifact of our faith might lay within.
ReplyDeleteWurm:
ReplyDeleteWas excited to get this offering from Yo-Soon; really nice donation. Too bad the Bard and Pimp couldn't get us through the front, but death came a knocking on that back door. Nor has certainly given me righteous authority to help the anti-paladin. Collapsing that trap was a first for me too. Seems I now know a beholder and his spells are very interesting; hoping he will help me develop some necromancy. And the pimp needs to maybe explain himself better as he is rocking the boat here. Maybe some booze, pussy, and a heart-to-heart will remedy all this bad blood.
Varis: What is the nine hells did I get myself into? I know, anyone with half a brain knows that all the money they could ever need is within the walls of the city and that it is easier to rob the living than to become a glorified grave robber, but when this homely foreigner comes along looking for adventuring companions I was compelled to join. Might as well try it before truly knocking it.
ReplyDeleteYet, of course the guy shows back up in the most expensive armor I have ever seen and tossing around gold like its nothing. Another entitled aristocrat who in typical form was beating his squire that he allegedly saved from poverty. I couldn't help to recall the few times where such pricks offered me a similar "opportunity", and was thankful I was smart enough to decline.
Next thing you know the guy is ordering us to leave a path of bodies to walk on while he "goes for coffee" You fucking kidding me? This I why I work alone. Robbery gets you prison time, murder gets you the gallows. This guy didn't want "companions" he wanted patsies. Guy has to be rich enough, why not just buy the damn building? But no, we are killing people now even though you can get away with breaking and entering 90% of the time as long as you don't kill anyone, but my new friends seem very full of themselves and a bit off in the head.
I did not want to get involved in the violence and certainly didn't want to have to waste a bottle of wine that cost 2 gold, but the punk little bard got knocked to the floor and didn't want to see him dead. Speaking of which, this fucking child thinks he is hot shit because he can entertain a room of drunk sailors. I have seen a case of bad gas have the same effect. And this kid just has nothing nice to say, just talks shit to everyone, about everyone and particularly likes to try to embarrass yours truly. He certainly is not from DBC, for pretty boys with big mouths either get their faces slashed or their shit pushed in; at the very least skull fucked into silence. I think I will settle with busting his nose open. It be a mercy, better me teaching him humility than Fire-crotch or the weird elf.
And that elf, straight up stabs some hapless old broad in the neck and holds her, watching the life seep from her eyes. Fucking psycho. He too with the insults, "whore master this", "whore master that". They all continually insult my friends who do what they have to to survive while they collect free room and board being lowly boot-lickers at their respective cults. More entitled wanna be bullies, that don't know yet what I do to bullies.
I thought the young mage was gonna be a nice kid, then he starts throwing orders and insults, as if they are totally unaware I could have done this all by myself with a little time but I got to take this shit? He starts flinging fire and brimstone at these poor son of a bitch guards which is amazing, till I see him turn into a giant fucking eye monster, which he decided to not tell us about. So that's great. That will help me sleep at night.
The cleric seems useful but all he talks about is dead shit. He is the walking definition of creepy. Imagine having to be that guys wing man? He should be worshiping the god of lost causes. I think the whoremaster shit come form their collective sexual frustration, haters.
I swear, I think Firecrotch is the only one I think I could work with, he's is also arrogant and a bit nuts, but he actually knows it and you get what you see.
It is clear the rest of the group has no intention of showing any respect to the citizens of my neighborhood, and they can keep looking down their nose at me, my concern is that I don't let their bravado get me killed. I would not be surprised if we were tricked down here to be be the prick human sacrifices. Did I mention their are human bones all over the place?
Randy:
ReplyDeleteYou all went to an art gallery without me. Really?