Igor and Friends

Nicolai stepped back and keeps an eye on this wagoneer, and a tight hand on the purse. Would Caldwell have paid thieves to relieve them of their booty, or would others have found out and decided that a robbery after the fact would be just as lucrative, yet less dangerous, he thought to himself.“Well met Bram! The Bountiful Tappe sounds ideal for soothing Miklos’s aches and pains away.” Marus couldn’t help himself. “An unusal name for your son, ‘Igor’. Where does it come from?”

“Well, it’s an old traditional Traladaran name. Named after my wife’s grandfather actually,” replied Bram. An odd question to ask at a time like this, he thought, as they were dredging in the hard rain and thick mud. This priest was of the talkative variety.

The tempation to reduce the cleric into a catatonic magical lumber passed quickly though Miklos’s mind. No such frivolous use for magic would have him cast out of the guild for sure. Still the thought entertained he as he moodily followed the others to the tavern. Perhaps he might save the idea to escape one of his longwinded speeches.

Saeth’s mind was also occupied with thoughts regarding Maruc. What was wrong with this priest? Bivouaking in the nearby barn would’ve been far drier than a walk in the rain, and likely as comfortable as a village tavern. Nevertheless, she trailed behind, as the outdoor novices among the companions seemed to be heavily in the majority.

They aided Bram, pushing the cart along the road when the mud got too thick for his horses. It wasn’t long before Igor arrived with two other men.

“Father, something terrible has happened while we were away. Mikal is dead and Dieter has gone missing! And Grigore has been snatched in the night!”

“What? How could this happen?”

“It’s that Dentiata. I know it!” yelled one of the men.

“Bram, let’s get to the tavern. We’re gathered there. Hopefully you can put an end to the bickering. We need to figure out what to do!”

“Father, who are your companions?”

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10 responses to “Igor and Friends

  1. Feldard (Dwf 2)

    The dwarf raised his head from his task of pushing behind the cart to look to Igor and the other men. What talk was this of missing people? and who or what was Dentiata? Feldard glanced towards Maruc and Miklos.. eh within moments one of the two would be vying for the position of party leader and introducing the lot of them to the newcomers. He wondered how long it would take for them to volunteer to aid the villagers. He looked towards the Elf and mutely questioned whether she was interested in a wager. He raised four fingers in – figuring under 5 minutes and mimed a drink and circled a finger in the air. He’d buy the first round if he were wrong.

  2. Nicolai (T3)

    Nicolai pipes up before the others get a chance

    “We’re adventurers from Specularum, and have just spent the night in that old castle some three miles away. I think we need some good food before we are able to embark on another chase, but we will listen to what has happened as we eat. I think that is fair.”

  3. Feldard (Dwf 2)

    The dwarf grimaces hearing Nicolai pipe in – bah he’d figured on the wrong human to make the first offer! That so wasn’t like the normally cautious human… Feldard glanced over towards Nicolai, quizzically – was the adventurer life really appealing to the man or was he after something else? Eh, he seemed sincere enough and hadn’t backstabbed any but the enemy so far. He dismissed his concerns of his party member for now and called out to Igor and the new folk. “If you’re here to help, then do so.. this cart ain’t getting any lighter!”

  4. Saeth Tegau

    Saeth stared for a moment at the Dwarf’s wager, trying to guess what he was betting on. A Dwarf’s gamble was only as good as his intelligence, right? Inwardly shrugging, she nodded her assent. Only then did it dawn on her that she’d bet that it would take more than four minutes for the two of them to be volunteered for some task. Her money was as good as gone!

    But no help for it. The sooner the cart was unloaded, the sooner the priest would let them all get inside. She stepped in and hefted a crate.

  5. Miklos (Mu2)

    Miklos was in a dour mood. He wasn’t feeling very talkative and the thought of trapesing through the wet wilds looking for missing persons did not fill him with enthusiasum. He was tried, hungry wet and exhausted. He done more running and jumping in this last fortnight that he had done in his whole life.

    He’d feel better after food he decidied and he still wanted to investigate the jewelry for magical auras.

  6. Maruc (Clr3)

    Maruc was as surprised as the others when Nicolai, reserved as he was, offered to hear their tale. Naturally Maruc himself would have offered help in exchange for some pious behaviour or service from them but he guessed the others wouldn’t go for that as payment so he kept quiet.

    The young cleric followed the others to the tavern to hear their tale.

  7. Feldard (Dwf 2)

    (oh sure.. just cause there’s a bet going eh.. LOL)

  8. Please note – I’ve just made an edit to the post above:

    “Father, something terrible has happened while we were away. Mikal is dead and Dieter has gone missing! And Grigore has been snatched in the night!”

  9. As they enter the tavern, Nicolai strolls to the bar and orders a bowl of stew, a large hunk of bread and a pint of ale.

    Taking a seat by the fire to dry off, he turns to Feldard and whispers “Friend, if we hadn’t offered to hear their tale, we’d likely not have been welcome in this inn and had to tramp all the way back to Specularum in this weather. And if Maruc had spoken first we’d likely be stood in the rain listening to their story. I didn’t fancy either of those options, so I chose this one. And I’m sure you’d agree that this is the better.”

  10. Good Samaritans:
    Saeth: 10xp +5xp
    Maruc: 10xp +10xp +10xp
    Miklos: 10xp +10xp
    Nicolai: 10xp +10xp
    Feldard: 10xp +10xp

    TOTAL:
    Saeth: 4425/8000
    Maruc: 4350/6000
    Miklos: 4315/5000
    Nicolai: 4090/4800
    Feldard: 4240/4400

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