Okay, so, apparently TRF wants to lose the old thread until such time as Dibs sees fit to return. So, as per his request, I have made a new thread. I, of course, don't see exactly why this is necessary, but I suppose it won't hurt anything to accommodate Turf. So, I guess this will just be a continuation of the prior thread with the old characters and we'll pick up where Dibs left off. I suggested that Noob DM this one, but being that he doesn't have any of the source material beyond what's on the internet, he declined. That being the case, if there are no objections, I guess I will be DMing this one. I won't have access to my books myself for another week or two, so if it's okay, I guess I'll be using a homemade campaign. And as far as the campaign goes, expect to see a lot of stuff that's not exactly D&D canon, because, as I said, I don't have my sourcebooks right now. Unless, of course, someone else wants to DM, in which case, I'd be more than happy to step aside. Unfortunately, I do not think that this game will be accepting any more players. This thread is here for the sole purpose of reducing clutter in the other. It will actually be a lot easier - it was getting to be a pain, navigating that other one with all the pages it had(we were almost at 4,000!). To start off, I'm going to request that we all post our sheets(I'll track mine down later) and if there is anyone who would like to DM or has any requests to that effect or which concern the next campaign, speak now or forever hold your peace. Cheers.
Well, keep in mind that the murder was hundreds of years ago. The Spulzeer who committed it obviously must have died a long time ago, whether or not he was executed.
It should be obvious by now that the Elves are very polite. It would be rude to mention the shame of the family.
It should be obvious by now that the Elves are very polite. It would be rude to mention the shame of the family.
Of course.
A: "So, what does the Lord wish for us to do?"
"My master wishes to speak with you. I have the means with me here, in my pocket." So saying, Gaspard reaches into his cloak and produces a small crystal ball. "Will ye speak with him?" Without waiting for your reply, he pulls out a soft cloth and a stand for the ball. Polishing the crystal, he closes his eyes and mutters an incantation you cannot quite hear. He folds the cloth, placing it on the table, and sets the ball on the stand. Inside the crystal ball, an image begins to take place, swirling and twisting in a chaos of color. As the whirlpool in the glass subsides, you can make out the features of an elegantly dressed man of about 50 years. He moves his lips, but you hear his words inside your heads. "Gentlemen, I do not believe in bantering words, so I will cut to the chase. I have a proposition for you that should work out to our mutual profit. Are you interested?"
"My name, as you may have already gathered from Gaspard, is Chardath Spulzeer, and until a few weeks past, I was the Lord of Castle Spulzeer. A distant cousin, someone I had never met, showed up one day with troops and documents. He claimed he was the rightful heir, and his troops gave me time to pack only a single trunk before removing me from my ancestral home. My anger is now unbounded. The troops have left, but my cousin, Kartak Spellseer, has government connections." The image in the glass distorts for a moment, covered with a reddish haze. Then it clears, and the speaker continues. "There are thee items in the castle that I did not have time to retrieve during my swift and supervised departure. If you obtain them for me, I will reward you generously from the modest fortune I have hidden elsewhere. In fact, should you agree to help me, my servant will give you a glim-gauntlet here and now as a partial payment and show of good faith. Be advised, however, that I must have the items as soon as possible, as I intend to leave Tethyr to solicit support for reclaiming my birthright. You may deliver them to Gaspard at the Spulzeer Inn on Tethir Road once you have obtained them. Do we have an agreement, or must I find braver adventurers?"
"So, infiltrate a castle and retrieve 3 items.... I assume you have a description or image of the 3 lined up, and what exactly would these items do for you?"
"So, infiltrate a castle and retrieve 3 items.... I assume you have a description or image of the 3 lined up, and what exactly would these items do for you?"
"I will tell you everything you need to know in order to recover these items, no more, and no less."
"Want your cousin dead, too?" Menara asks eagerly.
Chardath laughs. "Of course I do," he says, "but I do not want you to deal with him, for your own safety. He is a very powerful mage and confronting him will surely end in your death. "The first item is an ancient crown of battered silver, located in a great chamber beneath the cellar level of the castle. You must be very careful with this. Do not touch it directly, and do not cast spells on it, as I believe it may be dangerous. Use the glim-gauntlet to pick it up and then wrap it swiftly and tightly. The second item is a ring of pale ivory. It is etched with an intertwining line design in ebony. I wish its return for, shall we say, sentimental reasons. Please be careful with it. You can find it hidden in the southwest fireplace of the great hall. The third object is a book titled Legendary of Phantoms and Ghosts. I need it for some research I am conducting. No special care need be taken with it, just don't damage it. You can find it in the library. Once again, I must warn you to beware of my cousin, Kartak. He is, as I said, a powerful wizard, and I suspect that he might be quite mad as well. Oh, there is one thing I have forgotten. In a room just off the great chamber that holds the crown, you may find a discarded knife. It's nothing valuable, really, but as Kartak inquired about it specifically, I have a feeling it should be kept out of his hands. If you obtain the knife for me in addition to the other items, I will give you a bonus reward. Remember-your payment relies on obtaining these items for me with all haste."
"Grass doesn't just catch on fire on its own, especially when tended to; it would only cause unneeded suspicion for no foreseeable benefit. Besides, I thought you Elves loved the natural world?" Are contacts allowed to be used? :P
