Campaign Thread

[VennDygrem]

"If it helps at all, I will keep an eye on him just in case he turns evil. I will be there to deliver celestial justice, swift and true." Alcy smirks. It is quite clear how highly she thinks of herself and of her people's natural talents.

[Sir Shadow]

"I'm not particularly good with any weapons... if worst comes to worst, I have methods of escaping."

[bhu]

"I'm not particularly good with any weapons... if worst comes to worst, I have methods of escaping."

"Yes...yes I'll just bet you do."

You can make Sense Motive Check.

[Flay Crimsonwind]

After a while of working, Zachary had a decent sweat, and his palms were used to the imperfect feel of the sword. It was just as he expected... it was, in fact, a pretty crappy sword. Thus far, it seemed to have been one very basic, less than masterful creations. But it had a decent edge, and he respected that. Finishing up ritualistically with a meditative sheathing of the blade, he finally emerged, the armor long since removed to prevent needless need for cleaning. "I'm ready to return to the inn now; thank you."

[Ruam]

[spoiler]I stay at the Broken Kneecap. How many of our kin live here?

OOC: What gender is the other platypus?[/spoiler]

[RobbyPants]

The boy's emerald eyes flash dangerously as he whips around to point at the mass of drunkards with one finger as the air crackles with arcane energy begging to be unleashed. "Those too inebriated to understand the gravity of their transgressions would do best to keep their slavering tongues behind their rotting teeth." Despite his height, he would be intimidating, even frightening... were it not for the fluorescent pink bedcloths he was forced to wear at the moment. At most he would likely elicit a laugh or two dozen.

"Fuckin hell, man.  They're just drunk.  Don't take 'em so seriously.  I know they aren't takin themselves too seriously right now either.  In fact, that's one thing I learned from the drunks a long time ago: enjoy the moment and don't take yourself too seriously."

* Chuckles *

[jojolagger]

"May I hope and presume you will leave the staff alone from said influence?" 

"So long as they don't go crazy and start killing people, yes."

[Nanshork]

"MAUS!"

[Radmelon]

Heil!

[solara]

[spoiler]"Then I would, truly, rather have him here with me, where I can visit him." Savorel looks at the god, eyes seriuos. "Please keep my baby safe? I think I like you, so I'd hate to have to pull your temple down around you. And if the situation ever changes, let me know as soon as possible so we can decide what to do."[/spoiler]

[bhu]

After a while of working, Zachary had a decent sweat, and his palms were used to the imperfect feel of the sword. It was just as he expected... it was, in fact, a pretty crappy sword. Thus far, it seemed to have been one very basic, less than masterful creations. But it had a decent edge, and he respected that. Finishing up ritualistically with a meditative sheathing of the blade, he finally emerged, the armor long since removed to prevent needless need for cleaning. "I'm ready to return to the inn now; thank you."

You are escorted back.  It looks like they're getting ready to serve dinner.

[bhu]

[spoiler]"Then I would, truly, rather have him here with me, where I can visit him." Savorel looks at the god, eyes seriuos. "Please keep my baby safe? I think I like you, so I'd hate to have to pull your temple down around you. And if the situation ever changes, let me know as soon as possible so we can decide what to do."[/spoiler]

[spoiler]"Madam I am a God.  It would take another God to pull down my temple, but I keep my position as I said by looking after my subjects.  Ramirrik will be kept safe here and you may visit him as you wish.  Just be sure not to let anyone know of his existence unless you can trust them not to speak.  Having said that I'll turn you over to High Priest Zadok.  He will escort you to Ramiirik."

He leans forward and noses you on the forehead, the traditional cat gesture of friendship, and poofs.  Zadok appears to be an aging Drake of some sort.

"Good evening ma'am.  How can I help you?"[/spoiler]

[bhu]

[spoiler]I stay at the Broken Kneecap. How many of our kin live here?

OOC: What gender is the other platypus?[/spoiler]

[spoiler]They all appear male.

"Well near as I can tell a few dozen.  There's lots of different furry folk living in the Laborers Quarters aka the poor side of town."[/spoiler]

[bhu]

Once everyone begins returning to the Inn by evening (assuming you do) dinner will be getting served.  Everyone gets fish stew, bread, and their choice of beverage.  Those of you who are new arrivals also get some "sorry our bastard God kidnapped you" appetizers.

[Ruam]

[spoiler]Do the town hold a grudge, xenophobic or other, against us furries or is this just a coincidence? I ask and a look of sincere interest spread across my face.[/spoiler]

[Radmelon]

What is the bastard god special?
And for a drink I have Cherry Liqeur.

[bhu]

[spoiler]Do the town hold a grudge, xenophobic or other, against us furries or is this just a coincidence? I ask and a look of sincere interest spread across my face.[/spoiler]

[spoiler]"Not per se.  See originally it was a Gnomish city, built for, paid for built by Gnomes.  Then they had to fight off wave after wave of would be conquerors who thought a flying city would be the best military weapon this world had ever seen, when instead it was to protect the smaller Gnomes from their more militant (and bigger) neighbors).  Then the arrivals started, and various newcomers wormed their way into politics, or bred faster than the Gnomes and began displacing them etc.  As it stands now our City Council is run by several factions.  You've got the Faenare, who are some sort of weird fairy people who discuss philosophy and seem completely out of touch with the world around them.  The Skygnomes who wish the city would return  to being Gnome only sometimes because of all the trouble the other races cause.  Then there are the Nagpa who are just evil bastards, and the Pegataurs who generally have sticks up their collective asses.  And the remaining Council member and  the Sheriff are humans and the Gods know what they're up to sometimes.  Us animal folk get the labor type jobs, but we aren't represented much cause no one knows how we'd swing if we got voting power in the council, and they like things predictable.  It's even worse in the military which is divided among Skygnome fliers, Pegataur barbarians, Faenare casters, a family of Sphinxes, a retired Frost Giant, and some Harpy mercenaries.  At least we don't have to fight much until the city is invaded.  Which is every couple months."[/spoiler]

[bhu]

What is the bastard god special?
And for a drink I have Cherry Liqeur.

Your choice of barbecued meats, fresh grilled seafoods of some sort, or sausages.

[RobbyPants]

Once everyone begins returning to the Inn by evening (assuming you do) dinner will be getting served.  Everyone gets fish stew, bread, and their choice of beverage.  Those of you who are new arrivals also get some "sorry our bastard God kidnapped you" appetizers.

Returns to the inn?  Were we supposed to be out or something?

[bhu]

Once everyone begins returning to the Inn by evening (assuming you do) dinner will be getting served.  Everyone gets fish stew, bread, and their choice of beverage.  Those of you who are new arrivals also get some "sorry our bastard God kidnapped you" appetizers.

Returns to the inn?  Were we supposed to be out or something?

Ruam, Flay, and Savorel are out visiting