Dwalin follows his companions, watching Imbellum and Mikael wiapering. He listens closely trying to Decipher it. 22:23, Today: Dwalin Grayhammer rolled 11 using 1d20. listen He looks to Elora upon hearing the psst and follows the lead of the others. He looks around for anything out of the ordinary.
Today: Dwalin Grayhammer rolled 12 using 1d20. spot check.
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I lean back over to Imbellem, "Just be careful with that one, something seems a little... strange. Just keep your eyes open". I look around the room and at Elora to stay aware of the situations and my surroundings and I attempt to assess her motives in calling us over so strangely.

14:40, Today: Mikael Vaeltaja rolled 24 using 1d20+5. Sense motive, Elora, MQ.
14:39, Today: Mikael Vaeltaja rolled 27 using 1d20+7. Listen Check, Situational Awareness, MQ. {Nat 20!}
14:39, Today: Mikael Vaeltaja rolled 7 using 1d20+3. Spot Check, Situational Awareness, MQ.

"Hey, guys, if we're prepping for battle, you think we'll need a few bandages along the way? I want to make sure you burly men are fit for the morrow after battle." She grins happily, peering over at Johannes. Her eyes glint in the present, not fearing at all what was near their future.

Noticing Elora and hearing the conversation of my companions, I reply to them quietly. "It does make me wonder why she is so sneaky about this, but I am not expecting ill will. Let's hear what she has to say. I have yet to meet all of Kelden's party, and was hoping to do so before tomorrow. This should be a great opportunity to do just that in meeting Elora. Perhaps, even better, she has contacted us- so I definitely want to hear what she has to say. None the less, we will keep our eyes and ears open, just in case. Listen closely to her words and watch her face to see what her motives may be in talking to us like this.
     and, we need to make sure to stop by the store before it closes, and before we have to retire for tonight. we must have all of our gear in order for the combat mission tomorrow. it is imperative.
     now that I think about it, I never even told the merchant lady whether I accepted or declined her offer. I was distracted by all the ruckus that ensued from the grappling match between Imbellem and the orc." {everybody do a Sense Motive check, spot check, and listen check.} I walk calmly up to Elora. I speak quietly to her, as if someone was sleeping nearby, "you must be Elora, {auto correct gave me this lol: I am here your highness} I am Herr Johannes and I'm pleased to make your acquaintance." I smile politely and give a slight bow, while I am 5 feet away.I keep my eyes on her while I bow politely, out of courtesy and in order to keep an eye on her, not knowing what her intentions are (even though I expect friendly).

See dice roller for sense motive, spot and listen.

{Then, I was curious of the price of every item I listed on the list I gave everyone. I can post here if you need it. I am posting like this because it is from my phone- I can message it or post it from a computer later.}
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Elora’s green eyes lingered on them, peeking out from behind a wide, rectangular pillar. Again she beckoned them closer with a gesture of her hand. The group glanced about the room to see if any other rebels had noticed, but Elora seemed to be actively hiding from them, revealing herself to the group alone. Warily, they approached. [Private to Mikael Vaeltaja: Sense Motive ~ You're not certain what to make of her motive though it looks like she wants to tell you something. Doesn't seem threatening, but there was a clear hint of paranoia. And it's hard to predict the irrational.][Private to Imbellem Tueri: Sense Motive ~ You're not certain what to make of her motive though it looks like she wants to tell you something. Doesn't seem threatening, but there was a clear hint of paranoia. And it's hard to predict the irrational.][Private to Herr Johannes: Her face was a strange blur of excitement, fear, and exhaustion. You couldn't tell what she might be thinking beneath it.][Private to Lady Jacqueline Raynelde: Her face was a strange blur of excitement, fear, and exhaustion. You couldn't tell what she might be thinking beneath it.]

Attempting to establish a friendly tone, Johannes was the first to introduce himself to Elora, but she didn’t return the courtesy. Instead her eyes darted between all members of the group, examining them, studying. Seemingly satisfied, she abruptly whispered, “Follow me!” Like a chipmunk running from the safety of his tree to another, so too did Elora dart from behind the pillar into the South Hall. “Hurry, or we’ll lose her!” Jacqueline cried to the others. Together, they rushed into the hall. Barely fast enough, they followed the hem of Elora’s cloak as it disappeared around a corner, and another corner after that, until they had stepped into a hall of doors having lost her completely. They were halfway down the hall when a door to the side swiftly opened with Elora’s face poking through, “Inside, quickly!” Finally, the group walked inside and Elora closed the door behind them, locking it.

Dwalin rested on his knees, breathing heavily after that burst of cardio. Likewise, Imbellem leaned on the dwarf for support and mumbled, “I always fall for the crazy ones. . .”

The room was a large bedroom, with a wide desk and armoire pushed along one side. A bed was positioned at the rear of the room, furthest from the door, topped with a rather nice purple blanket that Elora must’ve gone out of her way to obtain. But perhaps the most noticeable feature of the room was the wall opposite her furniture which was covered from top to bottom with notes, letters, and documents, tacked all over the place. “Woah,” Jacqueline murmured when she saw the wall.

Elora hastened past them and started rummaging through her desk, papers falling to the floor as she did so. She was so engrossed in her search that she seemed to forget the party’s presence. The group exchanged uncertain glances with each other and shifted uncomfortably. After a few moments, Johannes finally decided to say, “Uhh, hello?” Elora immediately ceased her searching and turned sharply toward them. Slowly she walked toward Johannes, wagging her finger, “You. . . I recognize you. Your face. . . And you!” She abruptly pointed at Jacqueline. “And you!” And again at Dwalin. “You, you were there the night he died. Yes. Yes I remember. In the alley.” Slowly, she returned to the desk and resumed digging through its stacks of papers, muttering to herself allthewhile. “They’re always watching you know. Yes. Don’t know who to trust. So unclear. But you, you couldn’t be. No, it’s not their way. Too new and sudden, that’s not them. You’re a new factor. Maybe they aren’t aware? Could catch them offguard. Yes, that’s a good plan.” Once again, the group exchanged glances with each other, wondering what they’d gotten themselves into. . .

{Channel 4.5: Elora’s room ~ Opened}




[Private to Herr Johannes:

Notice: Merchant's offer has expired.]
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Channel 4.5: Elora's Room

 DM Ryan named the conversation: Channel 4.5: Elora's Room.
  Herr Johannes = RED
  Lady Jacqueline = DARK BLUE
  Mikael = ROYAL RED
  Imbellem = BROWN
  Elora = DARK GREEN

  OOC = GOLDENROD

  *{reminder, we need to put our quotes into "quotation marks" and OOC things in {curly braces} thanks}*

  *possible recommended sound track: {https://youtu.be/XOIl8eZdJD4
Warhammer 40K: Dawn of War Soundtrack (Full)}

     Elora: {*Cough}
     "So uh... Lovely place you got here, what are all of these?" (Pointing at the papers)
     "What on earth are you going on about? Who's them?"
     (Whispers to Mikael and Dwalin) "Im detecting the note of crazy that bennett was telling us about..."
     Elora: "Him! Well, them. Both! Yes, both now... It all came together. Puzzle pieces, just like puzzle pieces. But you guys don't fit. You could ruin his puzzle..."
     "Hey I'm good at puzzles! what pieces? maybe I can help put them together? Ya know, help eachother out a little?"
     "Ok, who's him? Biff?"
     (leaning to whisper to Mikael) "She seems a few puzzle pieces short of a picture herself. You gotta talk to them closer to their level. And be careful, you dont want to say the wrong thing and make her stop talking. Talk to her like shes making sense to you"
     {Whispering back} "Good point."
     {continued whispers} "I kinda dig crazy chicks. I got practice with the goofballs"
     Elora: "You think I'm crazy. No, not crazy. Too much thinking, too much going on. And no one to trust. The puzzle, the puzzle is what Biff found. He's dead now. I found his notes. Too many coincidences, far too many. And then there's him. All this time, him. Right from the beginning. Biff hunted him, day and night, but HE hunted him back. He won . . .
 . . . Alldyde."
     "Nobody thinks youre crazy, youre just thinking too much and not explaining enough. Alldyde? Is that the Pirate? Im sorry miss, Im new to all of this, but you think this man 'Hunted' Biff back somehow? Can you show us how you know?"
     "Yes, as my friend said. Please, we need you to calmly and clearly explain to us what you need to explain."
     Elora: {Elora suddenly grabbed Imbellem's shoulders} "Did you know Red Jack is dead!? Er, maybe fled. Er, I don't know. The rumors, I hear both. But he's gone. No one knows it yet, but he's gone!"
     "Who took his place?"
     "you smell ni- -cough- uh no miss I didnt know that. How did you come to know this? But you need to remember, rumors are just that: Rumors..."
     "Keep in mind, I still frankly have absolutly no idea why you collected all of us. Could you be a dear and uh... Enlighten us on the current situation? or perhaps what you... {Waving his arm toward the free papers} have been researching?..." {Imbellem gives the other members a worried look as Elora held his shoulders tightly}
     "Elora, I believe you! Now please, calm yourself. Give me a moment to speak with my compatriots." {I turn to the others a moment when I have the chance and ask them quietly,   "Did you see or hear anything out of place? Do you believe what she is saying? Can you tell what her motive is behind all this?" (ie, what did you find out from your skill checks before this post? (sense motive, spot, listen))}
     {To just our group} "She just seems paranoid and a little irrational is all."
     {Leaning back as far as he could to the rest of the group, Imbellem gave an agreeable thumbs up to his claim as the woman still had a grip on him.
Flattering, but ultimately unsettling.}
     Elora: "Alldyde! {She released her grip on Imbellem} Everything. Everything's a puzzle. Our revolution, bigger, more people. More supplies, yes. Everything is better, why? Biff's notes, his notes. . . pirates helping recruit, pirates not intercepting our ships. They watch, always watching, from shadows, never interfering. Why? I think I know, but I have no proof. We need proof. That's what you can do. You're not them, you couldn't be. You could do it. They'd never expect you!"
     "So the pirates are recruiting and spying on everyone... Why do you think they arent doing anything?... Do you think someone is working with them from within your circle?"
     "And for the love of all that is holy, what did you learn from Biffs notes that got you so riled up?"
     (snapping out of a daze) "Guys, let Elora explain herself."
     "You are right Elora, we were there the day it happened. We were there when the inn was burned to the ground. We were there when they took Biff's life. We have been trying to figure out why it happened and who did it. We could tell there was missing pieces we did not have. That name sounds familiar- Alldyde. I want to help you get to the bottom of this."
     Elora: "They watch but I don't know why, don't know who. But you, you're not them! Only thing I'm sure of. You could go. First, you sleep, yes. Then at night, tonight, I tell Han to take you there. You can go inside and find proof. Must know. You must go, tonight, to their warehouse, the one Biff watched last. Must answer these questions. Let no one see you!" {She hands you a torn piece of a map}.
{Can someone insert the pic here?}
     "Wait, Elora, who is Han? And you must be more clear. We have a mission to fulfill tomorrow. You know that don't you? Kelden said, the attack begins tomorrow, how can we go out at night to do this before the mission at dawn?"
     "Oooh cryptic. Kelden is going to the Lords Keep right? Thats like... Way far away from the keep... If thats the case, i could be remembering it wrong, we couldn't do both"
     Elora: "Han, Han the doorman. He's not one, no. Can do both. Sleep then find proof, then meet us at the boat. Sleep now, then 6 hours til dawn. Enough time. Will have to be careful. Must find proof!"
     "Han isn't one what?..."
     Elora: "A pirate! . . you must go tonight. Han will meet you in the main room. He'll take you through Aqueducts, to Bazaar. Fast route. Find proof! . . But don't go below warehouse! The pirates, their complex is big, really big, and dangerous. You're too few, too weak. Just find proof and meet us at the boat!"
     {I pause a moment then take Elora by the shoulders, calmly making her face me. I look seriously in her face looking fro her eyes to meet me.} "Elora, what is going on? You are talking like you are half asleep. Is something wrong with you? {Everybody who has ranks in heal, please do a heal check} Imbellem, take a look at her. You are a member of Kelden's inner circle, you are an elite. You must explain better what you are asking and why. If you want us to help you, you MUST TELL US WHY. WE NEED TO KNOW MORE. I am not about to order my team to go headlong into a very possibly dangerous situation which may jeopardize the ultimate mission of deposing Steyus. YOU MUST EXPLAIN. Get a hold of yourself and start at the beginning. You are not a crazy person, yet you continue to talk like one! Your talking like you are in a half asleep state does not help! STOP IT! GET A HOLD OF YOURSELF! Nobody here wanted Biff to die. We will get to the bottom of this. Now you must explain from the beginning what is going on. You must explain if it is truly necessary we do this tonight! Could this wait until after the mission? I need you to be clear, here, please sit down. {I move her to an available chair or bench or bed and have her sit down to calm her nerves.} {I speak quietly to the party, especially Imbellem, is there anything you can do to help calm her down with your healing skill? Do you think there is some sort of poison or exhaustion or outside influence affecting her mind? (sense motive checks, knowledge checks?)}
     {Imbellem leans back, uttering a prayer to himself and studies Elora...And not in a weird way this time}
     Elora: "Because they're everywhere! And yet nowhere. . . so many shadows, makes the mind foggy. . . he might be watching me. . . Oh no, you have to go. You can't linger, or they might see! Out, go! I'll tell Han to be in the main room at midnight. Must know for sure. Then meet us at the boat! Go!"
{Elora shoos the party out of the room and slams the door behind you}
{Elora has left chat. You may continue to talk amongst yourselves in this Chat}
     "Well. That was neat."
This message was last edited by the player at 01:47, Fri 10 Apr 2015.

(Nice on the work from the chat there Cody)

Elora's state of mind was obviously far from normal, as if she were running on lack of sleep and pure crazy energy. As she spoke, Imbellem took note of her body language as well as her mental state and how she spoke. He also checked of signs of poisoning that could alter her state of mind, as well as concentrated on sensing for dark magics that could be at work. He spoke calmly to himself while holding his small wooden cross. "Lord, as it says in James chapter five verse fifteen, if any among you be sick, call upon the elders of the church and they will be healed. I ask for your permission to claim the temporary role as elder, and grant me knowledge as I worry for the state of this woman and ask for the ability to sense if poison lies within her, or dark magics are at work that effect and cloud her mind. Amen."

Imbellem looked back up at Elora to finish his assessment.

"Miss please, you're sounding awful frantic, its really difficult to keep up with you..." As Imbellem spoke, his voice seemed distant, as if he were thinking about far too many things at once.

I cast Detect Poison and Detect Magic

Imbellem Tueri rolled 24 using 1d20+5. Listen check Elora tone of voice/mental state.
Imbellem Tueri rolled 20 using 1d20+6. Spot check Elora state.
Imbellem Tueri rolled 19 using 1d20+5. Heal check on Elora's physical/mental state
Imbellem Tueri rolled 19 using 1d20+5. Sense motive Elora.
Imbellem Tueri rolled 16 using 1d20+1. Knowledge local Elora.
Imbellem Tueri rolled 4 using 1d20+3. Diplomacy check calm Elora. =(
Imbellem Tueri rolled 9 using 1d20. Knowledge religion Elora-Effects thereof

[Private to DM Ryan: Would like to buy:
5 chalk (varying colors?)
1 mug
1 blanket (Light maybe? If its dumb, dont include it. Id like to stay light but have okay gear in my pack)
1 water skin
1 Map case
1 Thread and needle
1 Bag o' marbles
That seems importantish... Anything else suggested?]
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I consider closely Elora's words. They are troublesome. What a time for an unexpected delay, the night before the major offensive. Couldn't this wait! No matter, I will have to talk it over with the group and stop by the merchant first either way.

     "Elora, the group and I will have to consider your words and answer you shortly, in the meantime however, I desperately need to go to the merchant to sell all this loot I have acquired. Actually, the whole party needs to go, because I need their help carrying all this loot and I need to see to it that all of us are properly equipped for the combat operation tomorrow." I begin to walk away, but then stop and turn around, with a realization.
     "But before we go, please allow me to pray for you, you seem so troubled in spirit." I reach my hands out and put them on her head gently. "I pray in Jesus name that this woman have peace! I speak to her mind to be calm and in order. I speak to all forces in operation against it and/or oppressing her to be stopped and bound, in Jesus name! I command that her mind be loosed from this constriction of fear and evil! Be loosed from this pain, hurt, fear, constriction and evil!, daughter of Abraham, you are LOOSED! in Jesus name! I command peace and restful sleep to come. I thank you Lord that you heal this woman's mind from all the pain and stress. I thank you Lord, that You love her and your will is accomplished on this earth. I thank you that those who seek Your Will, prosper. I thank You that You give us favor in all our endeavours, that You bless our sleep and rest. That you go before us to prepare our way, and You command Your angels to watch over us lest we dash our foot against a stone! I thank you that you give us wisdom and discretion in this. You lead us in what we should do to stand against and defeat this evil! You are the planner Lord, you are the strategist. Lead and guide us in what to do in response to these threats of evil and our mission tomorrow. You Will is pure, and Your Love is unfailing. In Jesus name, Amen." I pause for a moment before lowering my hands and slowly opening my eyes again. I with a sense of peace and strong emotion prepare to leave for the merchant. {I use detect evil on Elora and her room, I also use 1 point of lay on hands on her if possible.}
     "Again, we will consider your words Elora, rest a moment while we take care of some transactions and details like that. We can talk more after that. Rest for now." I say with a calm smile- there is sort of a heavenly presence, like a cloud of smoke after the prayer. "Now all, let us depart to get all our good in order before the mission. Will you be ok Elora?"

We then prepare to leave her quarters for now... attention again turns to the enormous burden I am dragging around.
     Upon closer examination, one would notice I carry a small mountain of loot that has been steadily increasing with every side quest and other loot acquiring venture. I think we will need to split up some of this loot to carry it..." I say as I begin to make my way toward the merchant.
     "Hey, let us stop at Kelden's office a moment before we depart." I take a detour on my way to the merchant to go by Kelden's office. I knock on the door and open it enough to speak through with all my stuff. "Kelden, I do mean to disturb you but is there a place here we can sleep and a secure place we can leave some of our goods that we do not need for the mission tomorrow?"
     {I assume he says yes and sends a runner to show us our sleeping quarters.} I then make my way to the merchant to sell some things before I lose any more time doing something else.

     "Samawah! In all the commotion earlier, I never was able to tell you whether I accepted your offer or not earlier. I am not sure that I want to take the offer, but I will sell you a good portion of this stuff. Here:


Selling (small-sized):
Leather Armor x6 - 36 gold, 6 silver
Robes (burgundy cloth) - 7 silver
Cloaks (black) x 6 - 1 gold, 4 silver, 7 copper
Pouches (soft leather) x7 - 3 gold, 3 silver, 6 copper
Belts (black leather) x7 - 1 silver, 4 copper
Bedrolls x2 - 9 copper
Backpack x2 - 9 silver, 6 copper
Bell - 5 silver
Waterskin x4 - 1 gold, 7 silver, 2 copper
Glass Vial - 5 silver, 3 copper

Buying:
Javelins x5 - 5 gold, 1 silver

Price/availability checking:
Personal Equipment of a soldier:
PHB
1 backpack
1 bedroll
1 blanket, winter
5-10 Candles
5-10 chalk (if possible, different colors (white, yellow,) blue, red, green) it is normally 1 cp/ piece. If colored is over 2sp per, we will just stay with white.
2 fish hook
2-4 flasks
1 flint and steel
1 inkpen, no ink yet, too expensive
1 lamp, common
1 mug / tankard, metal
4+ Oil, pint / flask
1 parchment, sheet
2 to 4 pouch, belt
1 ration, trail (full days worth)=(3 meals or 1 full day)
Sack: 1 backpack size, 1 satchel size, 1 rucksack size (by the interior size) oiled canvas or in some way waterproof.
1 sewing needle + thread
1 half pound of soap
5 to 10 torches
2 water skins
2 whetstones, one fine, one rough
1 bag of Caltrops
1 concealed weapon - boot knife or dagger most likely?
2 bandages
At least 1 range weapon + ammo and 1 melee weapon (javelins- good thrown, bow most effective, sling- low cost)
Holy symbol if appropriate to class
Cloak with hood,
Bandana or scarf - some face covering.
1 case, map or scroll
1 Hand axe with hammer on the back
5 Pitons

Now items from the arms and Equipment Guide:
1-2 pair Earplugs
2 bags of marbles, small
1 mess kit
1 money belt
1 sparker
1 roll twine
1 candle wick (50ft)

Finally as a party, we all must have together:
A&EG:
1 armor maintenance kit
2 hacksaw common
1 saw, folding
Now phb
2 crowbar
2 grappling hook
1 pick, miner's
At least 3 hempen rope (50ft each)
3 signal whistle
2 sledge
2 spade
1 triple size tent (6 person) 3 room
1 acid flask


I consider all that I have read and studied to see if there is something that could give me greater insight into Elora or if she is being affected by some sort of outside influence, like a spell or curse.
{20:29, Today: Secret Roll: Herr Johannes rolled 5 using 1d20+4. Knowledge (Religion), on Elora or an effect upon her; MQ.
20:27, Today: Secret Roll: Herr Johannes rolled 7 using 1d20+1. Knowledge (Nobility and Royalty), on Elora; MQ.
20:27, Today: Secret Roll: Herr Johannes rolled 16 using 1d20+1. Knowledge (History), on Elora and what she is saying; MQ.
20:26, Today: Secret Roll: Herr Johannes rolled 2 using 1d20+1. Knowledge (Arcana), on Elora -or a spell cast on her; MQ.
20:25, Today: Secret Roll: Herr Johannes rolled 6 using 1d20+3. Knowledge Adventure, Elora; MQ.}

I talk to Elora and do my best to calm her down. I also make an effort to understand what she is saying in her subtext about all this. I do what I can to extract and better understand this information from her- for the safety of the team and to understand this puzzle. I also try to check Elora's physical condition (heal check).
{20:24, Today: Secret Roll: Herr Johannes rolled 19 using 1d20+2. Diplomacy, on Elora to calm down and speak clearly; MQ.
20:42, Today: Secret Roll: Herr Johannes rolled 9 using 1d20. Sense Motive, on Elora and what she has said; MQ.20:58, Today: Secret Roll: Herr Johannes rolled 22 -NAT 20! using 1d20+2. Gather Information, on Elora -if this applies here (if it takes 15 min+ I skip it); MQ.
20:56, Today: Secret Roll: Herr Johannes rolled 4 using 1d20+2. Heal check, Elora, for condition; MQ}

As Always, I keep aware, especially with the increased threat level.
{19:48, Today: Secret Roll: Herr Johannes rolled 20 using 1d20+1. Listen Check, Situational Awareness; MQ.
19:48, Today: Secret Roll: Herr Johannes rolled 11 using 1d20+1. Spot Check, Situational Awareness; MQ.}
This message was last edited by the player at 01:41, Fri 10 Apr 2015.

In reply to Herr Johannes (msg # 102):

Deep in thought, Imbellem snapped out of it when he heard Johannes speaking to the merchant. "Oh!" He shouted, as he recalled some things he wanted to acquire before they set out again, "Me next!" As he excitedly bounded toward Johannes, Imbellem was struck by a moment of insight. "Johannes," he began to say to the paladin as the others looked over, "Everyone in fact I suppose, after my bartering I would like to be alone for a short time, to reflect and meditate on the word. Im sure you'll understand if I remove myself for a bit to gain clarity and private time in prayer."
This message was last edited by the player at 02:49, Fri 10 Apr 2015.

After we are sent out of Elora's room, I return to the merchant to buy and sell some items.


This message was last edited by the player at 00:04, Sat 11 Apr 2015.

Lady Jacqueline drew in a deep breath and asked, "Where can I store my stuff? I need a place to put things that I know I'll get back to." She leaned against a wall, rubbing her shoulder ruefully. "I'm hurting quite a bit."

{Stuff to store, and is free for the grabbing of anyone in our immediate travelling party, Mikael, Imbellem, Dwalin, or Johannes.

quarter staff
sling
10 bullets
1 backpack
bedroll
Crowbar
Mug/Tankard Clay
2 Hammer
Flute
Bottle of Rum
Peasant Outfit
10 pitons
3 caltrops
10 oils
5 candles

Need to purchase enough arrows to reach 40 arrows, please!}

Samawah scribbled notes on a parchment as she listened to the needs of her adventuring customers. Her muttered calculations sounded almost poetic in her native tongue. Imbellem sat on a crate while the others finished their bartering, and his mind lingered only on Elora. At first he entertained a fantasy of taking her to the theatre, but that quickly changed to daydreams of a darker color as concern for her wellbeing deepened.

Returning to the armory, they’d passed by Kelden’s office only to find it locked and apparently empty. Unsurprising, for even during the short time they’d met Kelden, he seemed extraordinarily busy. As they continued speaking with Samawah, the merchant, Mikael caught up with the party after briefly departing to use the lavatory a few minutes ago. “So I spoke to a couple men in the hall. The Sleeping Quarters has a large area where we can rest, like a barracks. I’m not certain if we’ll have it to ourselves. Apparently only the lieutenants and really senior members get their own rooms, which is big status thing here. It sounds like it’ll do for the night though.” “Well, there’s only one way to find out,” said Imbellem as he stood, yawning widely. He walked toward the hall. Before disappearing around the corner, he asked the others, “Are you guys going to be long?” Johannes took a moment from his trading to reply, “I hope not, but currently, I can’t move!” It wasn’t until now that Imbellem noticed the giant mountain of bags of Johannes’ back; they certainly looked painful, inflicting scoliosis at the least. “Ah, I see,” Imbellem responded, “Well if you need your vertebrate pushed back in, come see me. I’ve always wanted to try that!” Amidst laughter, Imbellem left, allthewhile his thoughts wandered from medical treatments for the back to more mysterious illnesses of the unsung kind.

[Private to Imbellem Tueri:
Heal ~ Physically, Elora seemed to be in perfect health, a visual examination which Imbellem enjoyed perhaps more than was professional. But her mental health was clearly deteriorating, seeming confused and lethargic, almost like an elderly person with dementia.

Sense Motive ~ Despite her strange behavior, she absolutely believed what she was saying, afflicted by an unusual blend of fear and excitement.

Knowledge Local ~ Elora is one of Kelden Delcor’s lieutenants and a member of his original party. She has been with the rebellion since the beginning. Although she is still widely respected, her reputation has been suffering in recent months due to her bizarre behavior.

Detect Poison ~ Nothing

Detect Magic ~ There was a lingering magical sensation that sent tingles up the spine. Moderate in strength, it felt attached to Elora like a parasite.

quote:

Buying
Chalk x5 – 4 copper
Mug – 2 copper
Blanket, Winter – 4 silver, 5 copper
Waterskin – 9 silver, 8 copper
Case, Map – 1 gold
Sewing Needle and Thread – 4 silver, 7 copper
Bag of Marbles - 2 gold, 1 silver, 4 copper

Total Purchase Price (if fully accepted): -5 gold, 1 silver

Before Transaction: You are currently carrying a Medium Load
After Transaction. You are currently carrying a Medium Load. Note your Move Speed is 20 ft.]

[Private to Mikael Vaeltaja:

quote:

Buying
Sling and Bullets x10 – 1 silver, 2 copper
Sparker – 2 gold, 1 silver
Acid Flask – Unavailable

Total Purchase Price: -2 gold, 2 silver, 2 copper

Selling
Rope, Hemp 50 ft. - 4 silver, 5 copper
Pitons x10 – 5 silver, 5 copper
Torches x5 – 2 copper
Hammer – 2 silver, 7 copper

Total Selling Price: +1 gold, 2 silver, 9 copper

Net Transaction (if fully accepted): -9 silver, 3 copper

Before Transaction: You are currently carrying a Medium Load
After Transaction. You are currently carrying a Light Load. (You are actually 11 lbs overweight, but your inventory is reasonable, thus passed as a Light Load. However, be wary of what you pick up).]

[Private to Lady Jacqueline Raynelde: You are currently encumbered and cannot move.]

[Private to Herr Johannes:
Diplomacy ~ Despite a reasonable attempt to calm Elora down, she seemed little affected by what you had to say, as if her own thoughts were far more important.

Knowledge Adventure ~ Elora was a rogue class.

quote:

Buying
Javelin x5 – 5 gold, 1 silver

Total Purchase Price: -5 gold, 1 silver

Selling
Leather Armor x6 - 36 gold, 6 silver
Robes (burgundy cloth) - 7 silver
Cloaks (black) x 6 - 1 gold, 4 silver, 7 copper
Pouches (soft leather) x7 - 3 gold, 3 silver, 6 copper
Belts (black leather) x7 - 1 silver, 4 copper
Bedrolls x2 - 9 copper
Backpack x2 - 9 silver, 6 copper
Bell - 5 silver
Waterskin x4 - 1 gold, 7 silver, 2 copper
Glass Vial - 5 silver, 3 copper

Total Selling Price: +46 gold, 7 copper

Net Transaction (if fully accepted): +40 gold, 9 silver, 7 copper

Before transaction: You are currently encumbered and cannot move.
After transaction: You are currently encumbered and cannot move. Note you are carrying loot from two recent sidequests.

Price Checking/Availability:
Unless immediately purchasing, price checking is limited to no more than five items. Use the PHB and A&EG as a general pricing guide.]
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Imbellem went to his sleeping quarters and dropped his pack and equipment on the floor next to his cot, a bit too carelessly as a matter of fact, because the harsh thud snapped him out of his deep thought and he quickly dropped to his knees and frantically opened his pack. With a sigh of relief, he saw his fiddle, still in one piece. Quietly buckling his bag, he sat on the edge of his cot. Ever sense he left Elora's room, he had been frantically racking his brain over each spell and curse he had ever heard of, trying to crack the code and discover what was clouding the mind of the lovely red-headed woman. But alas, he was running out of ideas as well as time. Picking up his legs underneath him, he sat on his cot, sitting straight up and began to take multiple deep breaths. For now, he needed time of prayer and meditation. Perhaps while he sat in deep thought, he could crack the code. Before he began to fade into his own mind in prayer and meditation, he thought to himself, 'Unless this magic can be dispelled, Elora must not be allowed to join us in the morning. She could end up killing herself, as well as other people. I must have words with Kelden and the members of the group in private tomorrow. Kelden needs to know and we need to have a solid plan on what to do with Elora and her tainted mind.'




[Private to DM Ryan: Transaction accepted by the way, not sure if I told you that yet. haha]
This message was last edited by the player at 02:28, Tue 14 Apr 2015.

Dwalin let's out a loud yawn."Well I think it's time for me to retire to my bed, it's been quite the day. Although I could use one more ale and some food. Oh well, I'll see you all in the morning" Dwalin walks to his sleeping quarters and removes his pack. Being that his armor is light he just leaves it on. He sets his axe right next to him in his bed, just in case something happens during the night.

[Private to DM Ryan: I accept the full transaction. ]
I leave the merchant a little lighter on my feet. "Some rest is much needed. It was a long ways here, and our journey is not over yet. I will see you all when the sun is back up.Not that we will be able to tell down here..."

I look at my hands a moment, covered in sturdy dwarven made gauntlets. I look at my boots, thick leather boots. I remove my metal helm and look at it. I wonder to myself why it seems light- like it does not exist. It seems to feel like I walk barefoot, not in a pleasant manner, but one that would make remember what it feels like to walk on gravel with tender feet. "Hmm, one day, one day these will come in handy." It does not seem to do anything for protection now. Disappointed, yet in spite of futility, I leave them on and hope that one day, they will benefit me again.

I look back at the merchant and give her the nod to complete the previous transaction. I, still unsure of my equipment in total, ask to buy 2 chests and a simple lock. For lack of the ability or time to sort this equipment now, I am just going to have to secure it.

"Ma'am I would like to also buy:"
2 chests
1 simple lock (the cheapest)
1 boot knife+sheath
1 Hand axe with hammer on the back
5 pitons
1 pair Ear Plugs
1 mess kit
1 sparker
1 roll twine
1 candle wick (50ft)

I ask for some help from the rest of my party carrying the chests which I now have filled with every item of gear I do not plan to bring with me on this mission back to our room.

I face the 2 chests toward each other and fish the lock through both loops and lock it face to face, before string the key in my pouch.

I talk briefly to the party:
"I made a mistake on my calculations for gear, Jacqueline showed me a layout of items. I think her's was a good option. Just make sure to have all your armor, your shield, primary melee weapon (like ax) and secondary melee weapon (like dagger) a ranged weapon, hidden weapon, 2-4 oils with fuses in them, a flint and steel, a sparker, 2 torches, a water skin (filled), 1 ration, 2 bandages and backpack and belts to carry it all. You could also bring parchment and a case with something to write on it, for mapping and notes. Maybe someone grab a sledge if we have to destroy a door.

Next, Elora is in no condition to go on this mission. We need to make sure that Kelden is aware of this. I am not sure whether to believe her words and go on this mission she asked or not. I DO plan to tell Kelden about it though. After getting your inventory in order and purchasing whatever you need (like a boot knife) help me search for Kelden. Lady Jacqueline, can you be my battle buddy to search for Kelden? Or do you have more to do still? -Remember all, stay in pairs."

I, with Lady Jacqueline go searching and asking around for Kelden, telling people it is urgent. I look also for Darus and Bennett if I cannot find Kelden. I go to his office and ask around. If we find him, I tell him about Elora and the mission she asked us to go on. I can play that out- I will talk to him about spiritual matters and the fact that a curse or something of the such seems to be affecting her. I can type this dialogue up when I find him If we find him and we can ask him also about a place for our gear, I mention that and if there is a secure chest, possibly skip purchase of the lock, maybe even the chests...

I do a full gear layout on my bed of every item plan to bring on this mission (minus the items I just bought and have yet to confirm their existence).

(Light load on person, Medium with pack. I will drop the pack if necessary at times. If you would like the excel file Ryan, just ask. This took so long to put into an excel file with weight, lol. I still have a lot more to sort- I am going through all my rpol, doing a sort of audit of my equipment and gold... This still does not include gold, I was not sure of the weight, I would likely bring half. I am leaving the full gear here for the benefit of people to see a thorough inventory layout.)

Location Item Amount Weight (lb) Total
Equipped Guisarme 1 12 12
12
On Person (Worn) Tunic and Tights (clothing set) 1 2.5 2.5
Heavy Leather Boots (pair) 1 4 4
Reinforced/Studded Leather Gauntlets (pair) 0
Steel Helm 1 4 4
Studded Leather Armor 1 20 20
Cloak, Cotton 1 2 2
Belt, Leather (clothing) 1 0 0
 Neck:   Wooden Holy Symbol (1) (on a waxed string) 1 0 0
  Signal Whistle (1) (on a waxed string) 1 0 0
  Signet Ring (1) (on a waxed string) 1 0 0
32.5

LBV (Load Bearing Vest) Belt, Baldric (Sword Belt): 1 0.5 0.5
  Sheath CL-Longsword 1 4 4
  Sheath CR-Dagger 1 1 1
  Club CL 1 3 3
Belt, Baldric (Equipment Belt/Girdle): 1 0.5 0.5
  Belt Pouch FR (Std Leather) 1: 1 0.5 0.5
      Chalk (1) 1 0 0
      Flint and Steel, tied together 1 0 0
      Sling (1) 1 0 0
      Lion Brooch (1) 1 0 0
      Envelope from Biff, map and journal entry 1 0 0
      Plain olive oil for anointing (1 flask) 1 0
      Bandannas 2 0 0
              Chest Key (presumably)
  Belt Pouch FL(Hard Leather) 2: 1 0.5 0.5
      Small scratched silver coin 0
      Platinum () 0
      Gold () 0
      Silver () 0
      Copper () 0
      Clay Tokens () 0
      Gems: Orange-Green Gem (1) 0
      Copper Earring (1) 0
  Belt Pouch BL(Hard Leather) 3: 1 0.5 0.5
      Oil (4 pints) + caps and fuses 4 1 4
  Belt Pouch BR(Hard Leather) 4: 1 0.5 0.5
      Oil (4 pints) + caps and fuses 4 1 4
  Bullet Pouch BC(Soft Leather): Lead Bullets (10) 1 5 5
  Sheath CR-Knife, Hunting/Utility 1 0
  Bag, BCR (Soft Leather): Caltrops 1 2 2
  Bag of Marbles BCL (Soft Leather), Clay 1 2 2
        Belt, Money
28
Assault Pack: Backpack: 1 2 2
  Small Back Pouch: 0
    Inkpen (1) (with cap) 1 0 0
    Fish hook (2) + Fishing Line (20ft) 2 0 0
    Sewing Needle (1) + Sewing Thread (?ft) 1 0 0
    Bandages (5) (-1) 5 0.1 0.5
    Bag of Marbles, Clay 1 2 2
    Bag of Caltrops 1 2 2
  Main Pouch: 0
    Mess Kit (to buy) 1 1 1
    Grappling Hook (1) 1 4 4
    Rope, Hempen (50 ft) 1 10 10
    Sack 1 (Clothing): 3 0.5 1.5
      Parchment (1) 1 0 0
      prayer shawl 0
         Package of matzo, (1) wrapped in wax paper 1 0.5 0.5
         Bottle of red wine (1) 1 1.5 1.5
         Bible, German (1) 1 0
            Letter to Kelden and to Kelden's Servant 1 0 0
      Soap (½ lb) in wax paper 0.5 1 0.5
      Tooth Chew and Rub 1 0 0
      Toothbrush 1 0 0
    Sack 2: 1 0.5 0.5
      Torches 2 1 2
      Candles 9 0 0
      Chalk 3 0 0
    Sack 3: 1 0.5 0.5
      Whet Stone (Sword (1)) 1 1 1
      Oily Rag 1 0 0
      Cleaning/Storing Oil (for Steel Weapons) 1 0
   Sack 4: 1 0.5 0.5
      Flask, Metal (3) 1 0.5 0.5
      Trail Ration (4) 2 1 2
  Side Long Pouch/Strap:
   Right: Crowbar (1) 1 5 5
  Exterior: (Slung on Back Pack) 0
   Water Skin, 1.5 Quart vol. (2) (Grog) 2 4 8
45.5

I stay aware. It is hard not to maintain vigilance with all the adrenaline just before a mission.
{00:47, Today: Secret Roll: Herr Johannes rolled 14 using 1d20+1. Listen Check, Situational Awareness; MQ.
00:47, Today: Secret Roll: Herr Johannes rolled 13 using 1d20+1. Spot Check, Situational Awareness; MQ.}

{{Inventory:

Take note of what's red. I can't take it with me. And then take note of what's orange, because I also can't keep it, but I think we'll need it somehow on our trip.

 1 Lock pick set (set in hair)
 2 Bracers
 1 Dress
 1 Fascinator
 1 Leather Boots
1 Leather Shoes
 50ft rope (hemp)
 1 Dagger (in boot)
 1 Rapier
 1 Shortbow
   Arrows x27
1 Quarter Staff
 1 Sling
 10 Bullets
 2 Backpack - I'm keeping one, and having to leave one behind
 1 Bedroll
 3 Caltrops
 1 Case for map/scroll
 10 Candle
1 Crowbar
 1 Flint and Steel
 1 Grappling Hook
1 Mug/Tankard Clay
 10 Oil (1 pint)
5 Rations
 2 Hard Leather Pouch - again, keeping one and leaving one
 2 Sewing Needle & Thread
 1 Water skin
 1 Sheath for Rapier
 1 Signal Whistle
 10 Piton
 2 Hammer
 1 Whetstone
 1 Holly and Mistletoe
1 Musical Instrument, Flute
 1 Bottle of Rum 1
 1 Peasant Outfit
1 Traveler's Outfit (will change into from dress, soon? then the dress will be left behind)}}

"Guys, I seriously need a room for all my stuff. I'm not going anywhere until we have a room." She glances around, eyes wide. "No, really, I can't move."

(If relieved:)

"We need to find Kelden and tell him about Elora. She's definitely not safe to come with us."

{07:49, Today: Lady Jacqueline Raynelde rolled 11 using 1d20+8. Listen check.

07:49, Today: Lady Jacqueline Raynelde rolled 28 using 1d20+8. Spot check. (YEAH NAT 20!!) }

Having set down his things, Imbellem seated himself on the edge of the cot. The barracks, the southernmost room of the base, was a fairly long and wide chamber with a total of twelve beds, six on each side. The cots themselves were low and simple frames topped with a padded cloth and several thick blankets. The blankets were a relief, for the temperature underground was persistently cool during the day and gradually lessened to a wintriness once the sun set. On the far side of the room, one of the cots was already occupied by a rebel who was fast asleep, unbothered by the sound of other rebels passing by. Imbellem lowered himself to the ground and used the bed as a rest for his elbows in prayer. Not longer after, his companions joined him, also finding their way to the barracks.

Dwalin was helping Johannes hull two large trunks which were already stacked with several of their backpacks. Upon entering the room, they instantly set down the heavy burden to momentarily rest their weary arms before finishing the trek to the other side. Jacqueline and Mikael followed, setting down their things on two cots across from them, the whole party claiming five beds on one end of the room. “This should do the trick,” panted Johannes. “Store what things you can’t carry in the chests. Hopefully no one will bother it while we’re away.” He sat down on one of the cots and rubbed his knees. Dwalin wasted no time as he collapsed on his own bed which seemed to slightly sink beneath his dwarven weight. No sooner than he’d closed his eyes did he start to snore. Insomnia was certainly not a problem among dwarves.

Before long, the party had finished putting away and organizing their things, and soon every party member laid in their respective cots waitings for sleep to come. For some it came easily, but not so much for others. Thoughts of tomorrow raced in their minds, a far too interesting subject to put aside and rest. Tomorrow, the fate of the city would be judged and great events unfold, changing things forever, and they were to play a key role in it. The mere notion was enough to captivate them in fanciful daydreams, wanderings that somewhere in the night changed to actual dreams, a smooth transition. And finally, at some point, the party slept.

[Private to Lady Jacqueline Raynelde: Rhythmic and soothing, the song of the ocean pleasantly grew in her ears, the sound of rolling waves upon the shore. Foamy water broke upon the sand and glided over the surface, wettening the soles of Jacqueline’s bare feet. At first she flinched at the cool, wet touch, but then relaxed her feet back into the damp sand. Standing, she gazed out across the ocean which seemed endless in every direction, inescapable. Her fate. Then, like a siren’s call, beautiful sounds echoed from the sea, as though sung by the waves themselves.

Hear my voice
It beckons you
Don’t fall
Astray

Come to me
I’ll wait for you
I’ll light
The way

Don’t you fall
Or stumble here
The grounds
All thorns

Look on me
And don’t you fear
Your flesh
All torn

The song lingered unnaturally in the air, mesmerizing in its ghostly beauty. It was so enthralling that Jacqueline hadn’t noticed she'd begun walking into the ocean, not until the cool water covered her shoulders. Slowly, peacefully, she continued forward until her head disappeared underneath. Although the surface glistened blue like sapphires from above, beneath it was cold and dark. Jacqueline felt a brief moment of regret as she continued her journey to the bottom of the ocean, the glow above growing distant, but something unknown urged her forward. It felt like hours had passed. Suddenly, now truly at the depth of the sea, she saw a light flash somewhere in the blackness. Steadily she wandered toward it, feeling her way through the thick darkness, her movement slowed by the ocean’s weight. She must be close now. Then, in arm’s reach in front of her, a light appeared, large and circular with a vertical black steak in the center. It opened into existence before her, and she realized it for what it was. The giant yellow eye stared directly at her, penetrating through flesh and blood, seeing every inch of her soul. . .

Jacqueline suddenly awoke in her cot. She was soaking wet, her skin damp. What it sweat? No. It didn’t feel like sweat. . . Jacqueline shifted to a more comfortable position on her side. Oddly enough, the dream didn’t bother her. It was an old dream. One she’d had many times before.]
[Private to Imbellem Tueri: "Child, it takes a creative will. . . to break nature.” Imbellem jolted awake and sat up in his cot, “Who said that?” Immediately, he realized there was no one save his sleeping companions. A sound lingered in his ears from the dream. Was it a dream? In any case, he couldn’t make out the sound, having already forgotten what it was, being so groggy. He took a deep breath to gather his senses. Despite the abruptness of his awakening, he was also grateful for it. The need for sleep was at an end, and it was time. . .]


Imbellem was the first to wake. “Psst, guys, it’s time.” Dwalin lifted his head with eyes half-open. Although it was still the dead of night and dawn was many hours away, eight hours had passed in sleep. Imbellem sat up in his cot, “Jacqueline, are you-?” “I’m awake,” she responded instantly, unmoving. “Ah, right. Well if we want to meet that Han in the main room, now’s the time.”

[Private to Herr Johannes:

quote:

Buying
Chests x2 – 4 gold, 8 copper
Lock, Very Simple – 21 gold
Bootknife – 2 gold
Handaxe – 6 gold, 1 silver, 8 copper

Pitons x5 – 4 silver, 9 copper
Mess Kit – 6 silver, 4 copper
Sparker – 1 gold, 8 silver, 8 copper
Twine, Roll – Unavailable
Wick, Candle - Unavailable

Total Purchase Price (if fully accepted): -36 gold, 2 silver, 7 copper

]
This message was last edited by the GM at 21:16, Tue 14 Apr 2015.

Chest is currently empty.

{To deposit items in your chest(s), place the items you wish to store in a list made private to the DM. You may then immediately remove these items from your character inventory. The items listed will then be added to the chest inventory (viewable by clicking its Character Description). To view the contents of a chest when not in proximity of it, the chest can be found in either "Character Profiles" or "The Cast" and be accessed from there.}

"Ugg, what's wrong with you guys, haven't you ever caried a load? Here I'll take some of the heavy things so we can actually go somewhere. It seems we need to let kelden know about elora, she's definitely not quite right in the head. Whether she's crazy or just sick, we should take caution at what she says. Dwalin moves over to carry some 5hings for the party, being as he can't be encumbered.

"Never really had to actually," Imbellem said to the dwarf as he hopped off of his cot, "but here, let me help whoever needs it move things into that chest. My load isnt the lightest right now, so im afraid I cant take much else with me..." He said as he walked over toward Jacqueline and Johannes to help them transport items to the chest or simply to Dwalin. "Its midnight... What can we do about talking to Kelden? He has to be warned, but... I dont know whats going on with this Han character, and i dont know how I feel about him yet. There is a unique magical presence within Elora, and she must not be allowed to leave without being dispelled..." Imbellem looked down in thought, "While we are... Doing whatever it is we're doing, ill be looking for clues and perhaps magical aura from suspicious peoples. If something should come up, Ill look for your full support. Someone with magical abilities is not your regular goblin, pirate or guard. They are incredibly intelligent, and their abilities are almost endless.." Imbellem stood still for a moment and looked at everyone. "I still dont know who in this rebel group to trust, the one responceable could be in this base. I would suggest leaving a note for Kelden, but if it were to fall into those wrong hands, I worry for Eloras safety."


[Private to DM Ryan: Imbellem Tueri rolled 13 using 1d20. Gather info Han.
Imbellem Tueri rolled 23 using 1d20+5. Listen check surroundings .
Imbellem Tueri rolled 23 using 1d20+6. Spot check surroundings.

would like to also deposit: -Bedroll, Fishing net, fiddle, beige trouses, sewing needle/thread, mug, blanket- into the chest for now, just in case there is something shiny I wanna pick up.]
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I help Dwalin with carrying equipment. "I think we should meet this Han guy. Not saying to trust him off the bat, but I fear what is wrong with Elora is just the surface of what might be going on. I think we should at least visit him and possibly get some answers."

[Private to DM Ryan: {I deposit my pitcher of wine into the chest.}]

[Private to GM: THE PRIOR NIGHT:

quote:

I accept these items:
the entire order from msg 106, except I only buy 3 javelins and place them in the left side of my pack.
Chests x2 – 4 gold, 8 copper
Lock, Very Simple – 21 gold
Boot Knife – 2 gold
Sparker – 1 gold, 8 silver, 8 copper

I decline these items:
2 javelin
Handaxe – 6 gold, 1 silver, 8 copper
Pitons x5 – 4 silver, 9 copper
Mess Kit – 6 silver, 4 copper

I store some items in chest 1:

{KEY: * indicates previous location for my reference, the * item is not stored

quote:

Chest Itself:
Quarter staff (1)
Heavy Wooden Shield, Emblazoned with Red crusader cross {St George's Cross} (1)
Leather Armour (1)
Bag of Marbles, Clay (1)

*Load Bearing Vest:
 *Sword belt:
  Club (1) -CL
 *Belt, Baldric (Equipment Belt/Girdle):
 Belt Pouch BL(Hard Leather) 3: Oil (4 pints) + caps and fuses

from pack
*small back pouch:
Caltrops (1) bag
*Main pouch:
      Peasant's Outfit
      Traveler's Outfit
      Nice Tunic (from Larlben) (3)
         Book: King Lothair, father of Hrodebert
      Soap (3 bottles) -from Larlben
      Oil (Scented, bath) -from Larlben
   *Sack 2: Torches (8)
   *Sack 3:
    Whet stone (2) (1 Course, 1 Fine)
    Whet Stone (Dagger (1))
   Wooden Case: Candles (1)
   Wooden Case: Chalk (1)
   Wooden Case: Oil (4 pints) + caps and fuses
                Lamp, Common (1)
   *Sack 4: Flask, Metal (2)
           Trail Ration (2)
  *Side Long Pouch/Strap:
   Left: Lt Mace (1)
         Quarter staff (1) {when stored}
  *Lower Exterior Belt:
   Bedroll (1)

plus loot (except gold) from the recent sq and battle, I am still inventorying it...}]

Before I fell asleep, I took time to pray for the next day (today).
I went through my familiar scriptures once again. It is not my preference to do it in such a public place, however it is not nearly my first time doing so. I focus on the precious word of God, letting it feed my soul. From my Bible I recite quietly outloud to myself...



It has been such a long, tiresome day. All I want now is rest. I lay me down to sleep, dreaming of green pastures and quiet waters.

THE NEXT MORNING:

I awake slightly earlier than everyone else to pray a little more before our mission.



I then arise and put my bible away. I get a few last minute pieces of my equipment ready - see my inventory. bringing me to exactly 63 lb, which is my light load (58+5lb).
I also shoulder my pack, adding some additional weight. I go to my squad mates to explain the situation... if perchance there is still hidden gear on me, I ask my friends to watch it while I go find talk to them and subsequently go find Kelden.

{Inventory: I put 1 hammer from Jacqueline and 5 pitons, in my backpack}

     I talk to the squad, "Alright team, we need to find Kelden and tell him about Elora. We need to tell him about our 'mission' from her. We want command to know where we are and so be able to rendezvous and/or send support- or at least know where we are going.  At minimum, we need to find him to see if our rendezvous point would change now- like meet at the shore, instead of the base. I am going to look for Kelden, someone/a pair should stay here and watch our gear possibly. Someone come with me, Imbellem? Oh! and we need to talk to Han. The people guarding the stuff could do that. Also, if possible, I believe Jacqueline should wear the brass chain shirt, and Dwalin, you should wear the scalemail. Make sure Jacqueline and Mikael have a light load.
     Han, do you know where Kelden is right now? And Bennet, Darus, and Elora? We need to talk to to them ASAP about the mission. We MUST find them before we leave."

I get up and go search for Kelden (with Imbellem?). I look at his office. I look in the kitchen and the armoury. I also take note if the shop is open in the armoury at this time. I look in the main sort of lobby we can in to when we arrived.

of course, I stay alert and I search (listen) for Kelden at the same time.
{01:30, Today: Secret Roll: Herr Johannes rolled 15 using 1d20+1. Listen Check, Situational Awareness; MQ.
01:30, Today: Secret Roll: Herr Johannes rolled 7 using 1d20+1. Spot Check, Situational Awareness; MQ.}

I look closely at Han, to see what class he is and how tough of a fighter he is.
{01:52, Today: Secret Roll: Herr Johannes rolled 19 using 1d20+3. Knowledge Adventure, on Han; MQ.}
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Lady Jacqueline keeps an eye out for Kelden.

“This way,” said Mikael. The halls were sparse compared to earlier. Most of the rebels slept at this hour, and indeed the barracks had filled during the night, leaving no cot unoccupied. Some still roamed the base, having already awoken from an early rest or having been unable to sleep due to the ubiquitous anxiety that preceded a battle. Afterall, today was the day that a government fell.

Entering the main room, the party walked into the center, keeping their eyes open for their familiar guide. Han was leaning by the metal door at the fore of the room, the entrance to the base. He rubbed his eyes, looking like he’d just woken up himself. He recognized and approached them. “Hey guys. Lieutenant Elora told me to take you to the Bazaar. Apparently scouting the roads to where the ship is docked? I’m ready to leave when you are!” Johannes stepped forward, “Hi Han. We’re ready but there’s something we need to do first. Tell me, do you know where Kelden is?” Han replied, “Sleeping in his room I imagine.” “Where is that exactly?” Johannes asked as plainly as he could. “At the east end of the sleeping quarters. But-” “Thanks!” Johannes briskly interrupted. “Just wait here. We’ll be back.” Han blinked in surprise as the party departed back toward the south hall, leaving him at the entrance in confusion.

Hastily, they retraced their steps, turning several corners, until they reached the corridor which housed the seniormost members of the rebels. The hall had eight doors in total with four on both sides, including Elora’s own chamber halfway down. Passing her room by, the party walked to the very end and paused at the last door, located on their right side. They knocked.

Inside the room, they heard a thud and fast series of striding footsteps. The door swiftly opened. And inside was Kelden Delcor. Having been asleep, he had leapt from his bed with a sense of urgency and wasted no time in seeing who visited him in the night. Wearing a leather armor over his night clothes, he’d also grabbed a long sword enroute to the door. He looked tired. Recognizing the party, he looked somewhat surprised but collected nonetheless. Immediately, he asked, “What’s going on? What’s happening?” His hand gripped the handle of his sword as he spoke. After glancing between the party members a few moments, seeing they were neither agitated nor panicked, he loosened his grip. “Apologies. I had told my men not to wake me unless it was important, not wanting to be fatigued for tomorrow. When I heard the knocking, I presumed the worst. What brings you here at this hour?”

Imbellem coughed, “Sir, it’s umm, well it’s-” “Go ahead and speak,” Kelden reassured. Imbellem had been feeling congested by worry and dreams, but he spoke through it regardless. “Well, it’s about Elora.”

{Channel 4: Kelden's Quarters - Opened}

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