[Game Thread] Meet, Greet, and...

[Zagros]

The late afternoon sun filters through the spring foliage, dappling the ground in random patterns of golden light. The air holds a chill, as though the winter refuses to release her grasp on the world just yet. You emerge from the wood onto the well-worn track of the Northride, stretching from Tilverton in the south, on the borders of Cormyr, to Teshwave in the north.

Midway between those two towns lies Shadowdale: a modest farming community nestled in a narrow valley on the banks of the river Ashaba. You descend last slope into the valley, passing the Temple of Tymora on the right before crossing the sturdy stone bridge over the river. Immediately after the river stands a small keep with a misshapen, twisted tower. Looming above the tower and indeed the entire village is a misshapen promintory of rock. Random light and dark patches appear, from a certain angle, to vaguely resemble a grinning skull. The temple of Lathander is on the left, and then you are in Shadowdale proper.

Inquiring of a passing farmer, you are directed to the Old Skull Inn for room and a meal. You push open the door to reveal a common room filled with a scattering of tables and chairs. A single woman stands behind the bar, wiping down a series of tankards. Otherwise the room is empty of inhabitants.

[Ericg1s]

Jachob Snowfall, 11 HP, AC 3.
Jachob Snowfall wanders into the inn...he doesn't know quite what to do next...
His hair, eyes, and skin are very pale, and his facial features are sharp and angular.
Eventually, he takes a seat at an open table (but they are all open...) and rests a bit. He will order something...eventually...

[Antigone]

Ariana Bramblestone
HP: 16
AC: 6 (rear 5)

Ariana rode her stag friend, Urmon into town warily. She could feel they suspicious eyes upon her and her wild mount. Thoroughly uncomfortable but determined not to show it, Ariana keeps her head raised as she approaches the Old Skull Inn.
She dismounts Urmon and whispers something elven in his large ear. Urmon snorts, bows his head and the sprints out of town back to the wild. Ariana's heart sank a little as she watched her best friend go back home. She wished that she could run back with him. The wild elf detested towns and "civilized" folk. But she had to be here, she had to enter the Inn, just open the door and go in... she willed herself.
She enters and scans the common room. To her relief it was nearly empty except for the barmaid and one patron. She looks for a table near a window, buildings made her a bit claustrophobic.
She sits down nervously, fingering her favored moonstone in her palm. She tries not to stare or be stared at... but for those that have never seen a creature as wild as herself, it was hard not to.

[UrsprungDerLiebe]

Stats Talena Cobbler, AC 10, HP 5

A young girl of no more than 16 walks into the inn. There is nothing particularly noteworthy about her appearance, except that her blond hair is interrupted by two streaks of black. She treads carefully, glancing around and taking note of who she passes. Reaching a darkened chair in the corner she sits, facing the room and idly fingering the staff she carries with her.

[immortalknight]

Draxsonn Granitefist
AC: 3 (rear 4)
HP: 15


A red-bearded dwarf walks into to the Old Skull Inn. His banded armor appears well cared for and there is a necklace bearing two crossed battle axes of steel around his neck. A battle axe is strapped across his back. He eyes the tavern and sees the other customers and utters a "Hhhmmmggghhh" rather loudly. He walks up to the bar where the serving maid is working and orders a tankard of ale. He appears to care not that his back is to the rest of the establishment, but he sits lightly on his stool and he listens to what may be going on in the establishment.

[Geekwife]

Zallena
HP:19
AC :6

Zaleena, a red-haired half-elf walks up to the Old Skull Inn. Her short hair stands up at the back of her neck uncomfortable in new surroundings she takes a deep breath ( trying to hide her uncertainty) and walks boldly in. She is wishing her good friend and trainer Shaliira was with her on this journey. She has a Short Bow across her back and Longsword at her side. Noticing the pretty serving maid at the bar. She smiles then sits down and orders a tankard of ale, sitting sideways to keep an eye on her surroundings.

[Ericg1s]

Jachob Snowfall has some cider and a bowl of broth. He wonders who the others are, but don't really care that much...

[Antigone]

Ariana's interest is slightly piqued by the entrance of both the dwarf and the half elf. At least the half elf may know what it is like to be shunned. But then again, Ariana's experience with all races has always been tense. She was mostly looked down upon by her own race. She moves her spear, adorned with feathers and ornately carved, behind her in a nonthreatening way and continues to fidget with her moonstone.
When the barmaid reaches her table she fumbles with the words in common, "Stoo und ale." She blushed a little with her trouble with the common language being evident. She produces a Topaz as a form of pavement and looks at the barmaid with hopefulness that this would suffice as currency.

[Geekwife]

Zaleena looks over at the wild looking Elf at the table by the window. I hope she is nicer than the Elves I met in Tangle Trees...Zaleena looks at her with a hopeful smile.She absent mindedly scratches at the ladybug tattoos crawling up her arm ( a nervous habit) She has never been one to shy away from new people ,always curious ... she thinks maybe I should go introduce myself

[Zagros]

The woman deftly serves each guest with a minimum of fuss and conversation. She introduces herself as the proprietor, Jahaele Silvermane. A powerfully built woman of middle age, her dark hair is just beginning to match her name.

Filling Jachob's order she says, "If you wait a bit, Turko will be here and he can cook you up something delicious. Just don't tell him I said so. It does so go to his head."

She eyes the girl in the corner, a thoughtful look on her face. She does not go over unless called.

When she reaches the elf by the window she lingers longer. "Well, you aren't from around here, are you? Would you like to change this? I know someone who'll give you a fair price. Or would you rather set up an account? With a room?" her eyes rise hopefully. "How long are you staying, anyhow?"

A man shambles into the room, swinging the door closed hard behind him. He sits next to the dwarf at the bar and calls "The usual, Jahaele! Taking a moment to catch his breath, he watches her fill the tankard with ale, frowning slightly at the small space between the top of the liquid and the lip. "Did you hear about the plague in Iriaebor? Spotted fever in the middle of winter." He shakes his head slowly. Finally he glances around the room. "Busy tonight?"

[immortalknight]

Draxsonn Granitefist
AC: 3 (rear 4)
HP: 15

"Unless it's got to do with dwarves, I ain't heard nothin' of the sort." Draxsonn says to the man gruffly. Looks back around the bar at the patrons and mumbles to himself, "Elves, what in the Abyss did I come here for?"

[Ericg1s]

"Spotted Feaver?"
Jachob Snowfall seems concerned-a plague might force trade routes to close.

[Antigone]

Ariana tries to discern Jahaele's words as best she could. She looks from the topaz to Jahaele and replies, "I no sleep in room. I sleep out-out.." she indicates out the window. Not wanting to frustrate the woman she thrusts the topaz at the woman..."Good yes?" she asks.
She jumps a little when the door slams shut and the man shambles up to the bar. When a plague is mentioned she stiffens a little, that's exactly why she was here. A terrible unknown plague had swept over her people. She didn't know where this Iriaebor was, but she did wonder if it was the same sickness. She yearned to approach the man about the subject but when she hears the dwarf beside him make a snide remark about elves, she just sits back in her chair and intently stares at the bar patrons and tries her damnedest to understand what they are saying.

[Geekwife]

Zallena
HP:19
AC :6

Zaleena s startled by the abrupt entrance of a man walking into the bar. She watches as Jahaele tries to communicate with the wild Elf... they seemed to be struggling. Over hearing the man at the bar comment on the plague in Iriaebor "Spotted Fever" she whispers to herself " I wonder how far Iriaebor is from here" Shaliira, Why did you send me here? She overhears the gruff response by the dwarf at the bar about Elves.She decides now is a good time to get some distance from him and introduce herself to the skittish Elf. She (hoping not to scare the Elf away, she seems a bit skittish) introduces herself in elven.

[Antigone]

Ariana Bramblestone
HP: 16
AC: 6 (rear 5)
BTW... I'm only gonna post stats periodically.


Ariana watches the half elf approach her table with a both trepidation and relief. Unless this warrior type was about to spit on her and run her out of town, Ariana was in dire need of an interpreter and friend. 98% of Ariana's friends were animals so interaction with any humanoid was a delicate matter for herself. She was relieved it was just an introduction.
"Ariana Bramblestone. I hail from the GailWood Tribe deep in woods of Cormanthor. I am Druid, friend to beast and plant. I come to town because fever has taken over my land. Both plant and beast, and elf." she says in Elven, her eyes darting around like a cornered animal.
"I do not know the ways of town folk, I live with beasts. But the forest, my home needs me to find cure for this plague. My mother is sick," she finishes.

OOC: Languages and such I am not the DM so this is just a suggestion. In my game, elf is spoken in green, dwarven in red, common in black, etc. Since I didn't feel like making up elven sentences and doing the whole secret text thing, I just typed it out normally. Those whose characters do not understand elven please disregard. Again, that's just how I roll.