In reply to Ludlow the Munificent (msg # 67):

"Yes, it is wise to stick to what we are competent at."

In reply to Kirpich Rockson (msg # 68):

"I am fairly competent at a great many things, although not too great at more than a few."

In reply to Molag Anders (msg # 69):

"So, has anyone heard of any work we are competent at?"

In reply to Kirpich Rockson (msg # 70):

"That guy Oren is organizing a group to guard caravans and having matching uniforms made for them."


Occ: waiting for the gm to come up with a new adventure option

In reply to Molag Anders (msg # 71):

"Gaurding Caravans can be good work...which guy was that again?"

In reply to Kirpich Rockson (msg # 72):

"His name is Oren. Apparently he just came back from an expedition to the east that he organized. Must have been successful if he is buying a lot of livery."
This message was last edited by the player at 01:53, Tue 13 Nov 2018.

In reply to Molag Anders (msg # 73):

"Wait, the expedition to recover a lost army paytrain?"

In reply to Kirpich Rockson (msg # 74):

"Paytrain? He just said he had a successful expedition, didn't want to go into what it was."

In reply to Molag Anders (msg # 75):

"It was not that big...barely covered the costs to kill the lich and his undead armies. If that was the same job...too many hands already dipped into the coffers."

In reply to Kirpich Rockson (msg # 76):
a bunch of guys I know bought a map from that Rugador guy. He apparently sold the
same map to a bunch of other teams, and not only was there nothing left when they got there,
they were attacked by another crew that came after them. Stuff like that happens.
Szuzana and me, we were with Haskell... he went to some vinyard or church or something,
 and we got rich killing trolls with the blue haired witch  who looks like Marie and her
walking statue. I got new gear, and have been picking up pocket change working for Liebert.
He paid bonuses in gear."
This message was last edited by the player at 01:55, Thu 15 Nov 2018.

In reply to Molag Anders (msg # 77):

"I see. So no news of other work then? That I am qualified for, I mean."

He slides over to the small group, to see if they have found anything like work.

In reply to Syvanus (msg # 79):

A familiar figure descends the steps into the common room, accompanied by several men in brown and cream livery, who then depart. Some of them look like you have seen them before...

"Syvanus. I got a tip as to a possible quest or employment, and it isn't quite in my line of caravan escort hiring, so I thought of you. Do you have a moment?"

I always have a moment to listen where work is involved.  What have you found?

In reply to Syvanus (msg # 81):

"I have a letter, from the Baroness of Veroigne, a woman named Lorraine Péquenaud. Apparently her brother is a knight, and married her father's captain of the guard, and they came here to seek their fortunes. I think that they would be ideal for this, but her husband, Baron Marcel Péquenaud specifically does not want them back in Veroigne, apparently because they were loved by the people, and he is not. In any case, a lot of the men at arms departed the barony rather than work for the new baron, who is now barely holding on to the place, and cannot spare folk to hunt down some monster that has been raiding the farms.  The purse is meager, really just a few days at scale for whoever hunts the thing down, but I know there is an abandoned castle near there that lost everyone to plague, and may never have been plundered.  I took no promotional fee for this."

Hmmm, many possibilities with little promised gain ... perhaps the castle is a worthwhile treasure ... is the guild interested in such a building?
I also suspect the Baron is in some trouble and we might be very unpopular if seen to be supporting him ...  where did you find out about this castle if I may ask.

In reply to Syvanus (msg # 83):

"My family handled packing for a several wagons full of rice, grown near those parts, and the locals all made signs against the evil eye when we passed it.  The drawbridge was long gone, and the rusted porticullis was shut. The teamsters told me stories about how the lord had closed the gates to keep the plague from his household, but it got in anyway and the entire demesne had died. The village was in ruins, the fields fallow and overgrown with brambles. It was supposed to have been a wealthy place before the plague."

So indeed a possible lucrative place to see ... will need some protections against the plague for sure. What may we do for you in return?

In reply to Syvanus (msg # 85):

"If you run into any of the former household guard, let them know that Captain Percival and Baronet James have come to Northport, and that they can get work with me. I could use some reliable types. They would have green surcoats with a black Chevron, and a blue circle below the Chevron. Of course, coin is always welcome"

In reply to Oren (msg # 86):

"Definitely sounds like some good can be done. Grom has granted me some abilities with healing...this was not useful against such a plague?"

In reply to Kirpich Rockson (msg # 87):

"The plague killed everyone not resistant, lucky, or with a cleric who could cure. All too often, the healers gave the last of their energy healing others and not protecting themselves. It caused a great crisis in faith, for priests of almost any screed could cure the plague equally, and may were spared who had no faith, although many were seen as diabolists, except in the south, where the diabolist family D'Ivoire lost many to the plague as well. These were the tales we heard in my youth. The plague was a few years before my time, but I grew up seeing how it ravaged the land, whole villages depopulated, both here and in Shevnia."
This message was last edited by the GM at 19:02, Wed 05 Dec 2018.

I think this bears some effort, let's see who is interested.


He will go to the table and brief those present on what has been offered.

He nods his head , sounds like there is some coin and potential as well. Count me in.

As the group speaks, some would probably notice the dwarf sitting along by himself at the next table.  As he gets up to approach the bar, he seems tall for a dwarf.  What's most noticeable is his girth, however.  At 270lbs, he is a very large man for 4' 5".  His well-polished armor shines in the light as he moves across the room.

After spending a moment at the bar, the dwarf approaches the table, where he pulls up a chair.  Putting down a large tankard of ale next to him, he speaks to the group.  "Greetings.  I am Balir Ironhide, and I have recently joined the guild from my home in Dvergholt.  As I don't know anyone here, I decided to come over and introduce myself.  As a peace offering I have purchased a round of ales for everyone, and some wine for the elves."

As he says the word Elves there is slight hardening of his tone, although not everyone would notice it.

"I heard you mention work.  To this point no one has offered me the chance to accompany them on an adventure.  If you would have me, I would like to offer my services as a warrior.  My axe is sharp, and ready for action.  "

OOC  Balir will purchase a round for the table, ale and wine as noted.

In reply to Balir Ironhide (msg # 91):

An adventurer working off some debt to the guild as a barmaid brings the drinks, with amazing facility for someone wearing brass knuckles.