Hoard of The Dragon Queen In Game
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				Title: <strong>Hoard of The Dragon Queen In Game</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lynnie</strong> on <strong>05-06-2015, 02:55:38</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">CURRENT EPISODE #2 </span></div><br><br><div class="codeheader">Code: <a href="javascript:void(0);" onclick="return smfSelectText(this);" class="codeoperation">[Select]</a></div><pre style="margin: 0; padding: 0;"><code class="bbc_code">[floatleft][img height=200][/img][/b]<br>[b]Character Name:[/b]<br>[b]Location: [/b]<br>[b]Tagging: [/b]<br><br>Armor Class<span style="white-space: pre;">	</span><br>Hit Points<span style="white-space: pre;">	</span><br><br>Spellcasting:<span style="white-space: pre;">	</span><br>Slots<span style="white-space: pre;">	</span><span style="white-space: pre;">	</span><br>Prepared: <br></code></pre>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hoard of The Dragon Queen In Game</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lynnie</strong> on <strong>06-06-2015, 04:27:08</strong>
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				<div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Read This First</div><div class="spoiler_body">Each of you will receive a PM from me giving you a special reason for being here.</div></div><br><span style="font-size: 10pt;" class="bbc_size">The Town Iriabor</span><br><br>This small town located near Sunset mountains is a small human establishment who work well with the drawves of the mountains and Easting where most elves reside. Located in this town is two inns, one is considerably better than the other, one tavern, which serves an assortment of beverages and food from the areas near by. One small bank run by some gnomes, and three shops, one for weapons, one for armor, and finally the last sells rations, food, and just a few simple spells. There is also several homes, an a larger home up on the small hill at the end of town where the mayor lives. One small building houses the city guard.<br><br>The town is slightly dusty due to the mountains and that they are along a heavily traveled road, many pass through on their way to Greenest. One such traveler has stayed just on the outskirts of town for a few days a stranger that didn't seem to move on like the others. The city guard always kept an eye on him once he entered town.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hoard of The Dragon Queen In Game</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>06-06-2015, 05:38:50</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/iKxhvlY.jpg)&nbsp; </div><strong>Name: </strong>Fife<br><strong>Location: </strong> Entering town.<br><strong>Tagging: </strong> Open<br><hr>Fife saunters her way into town to assess the damage along the roadside.&nbsp; She hopes to gather rumors, more information about her home town-- well, as close to 'home' as possible, anyway-- and gives a casual appraisal to this traveler's brief haven.&nbsp; Her rations run a bit short, she has decided, and the opportunity to fill her wineskins with fresh water is too good to pass up, for who knows when next she'll see so much as a straw mattress or a roof?&nbsp; A little coin would not hurt either.&nbsp; Hoping that one of the two innkeepers will make her an offer, she finds a comfortable-enough spot partially between the two inns, and unslings her lute from her traveler's pack.&nbsp; Propping the pack up for temporary comfort, she begins to play a bit, very softly, tuning the instrument for performance.&nbsp; <br><br>Nothing changes, it seems.&nbsp; She remembers towns like this one, so close to home, and her usual method of racketeering the local inkeeps was underway-- 'get out of here, you're taking my customers!' 'well how about I bring them inside, for just the price of a room and some dinner?' 'well...' 'maybe a night with your son... or your daughter... or hell both while I'm at it!'&nbsp; <i>Well, she could dream, anyway</i><br><br>Smirking quietly in her self-admonishing way, Fife began to play softly at the dusk's onset, singing softly a wordless little melody, at first to herself, then to any in the vicinity.&nbsp; <i>You want to win at dice, you have to roll.</i>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hoard of The Dragon Queen In Game</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kiric Rand</strong> on <strong>06-06-2015, 21:28:42</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1276.photobucket.com/albums/y475/kiricrand/Richard%20Blackthorn_zps01qwxezu.jpg)</div><strong>Name: Richard Blackthorn</strong><br><strong>Location: Outside town heading in</strong><br><strong>Tagging: No one</strong><br><br><hr><br>Richard hadn't been outside town long, deciding to keep to the outskirts for the time being. Most people didn't need to know that the son of the Blackthorn family was nearby just yet. Besides, Richard has his own reason for being here, and he only hoped his long trek was finally over. It had been a month since he had received that letter, and every time he though he got close, it seemed he was just lead further along in his journey. The supplies he had brought with him were running low, and he would have to stop soon in order to restock. This village looked as god as any, he mainly needed some food and maybe some more clothes. Maybe he ought to take up a odd job or two to gather up some coin for the remainder of this trip.<br><br>He sighed a bit as he poked his stick into the fire, making sure it was out before packing up his camp. He stowed away anything that would link him to his family, only wanting to use that resource if it came to dire needs. He also hid any signs of his power, people tended to take his kind the wrong way. Most instantly thought he was linked to some kind of malignant being, and this was not the case for him. Sure, there were cultist of the ancient god he followed that were a bit on the evil side, but that was not the case for He Who Dreams.<br><br>He smiled at the thought, making his way into town and towards the local tavern. Taverns always seemed to be a place of information and jobs, and maybe he could find both before this night was over.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hoard of The Dragon Queen In Game</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>07-06-2015, 04:54:49</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/iKxhvlY.jpg)&nbsp; </div><strong>Name: </strong>Fife<br><strong>Location: </strong> Entering town.<br><strong>Tagging: </strong> Richard<br><hr><br>The music from her lute wafting out into the air between inns, Fife glances up a the approaching stranger.&nbsp; The neck of her lute angled in her slim fingers, the half-elf girl lifts her face toward his approach, letting the notes flow lightly from gentle plucks at her now-tuned strings.&nbsp; Half-elves, like her, often traveled.&nbsp; It was better than staying in once place, where the whispering eyes grew more curious by the day and the rumors fell down like rain.&nbsp; This man, entering town now had been on the road, like her, and judging from his face-- which could go a awry, but just as likely may not-- he looked to be one who would share news if he had it.<br><br>"Traveler," she called to Richard, curious of his name and his bearing, "Well met.&nbsp; Are you coming here by way of Greenest, perchance?&nbsp; A lovely village along this road a few days?"&nbsp; Smiling quaintly, her eyes twinkling as they often do, she invited him to converse as he walked or, perhaps, to stay and speak.&nbsp; "The taverns are getting full for supper, but it's not local news I'm after.&nbsp; Any word from the road?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hoard of The Dragon Queen In Game</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Muse</strong> on <strong>07-06-2015, 06:57:31</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/6d/276ae0aef95415a088b923337959af0f.jpg)</div><strong>Name: Naivara Nailo (Nightbreeze)</strong><br><strong>Location: Walking into town.&nbsp; </strong><br><strong>Tagging: Fife, Richard</strong><br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Armor Class&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;15<br>Hit Points&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;9/9<br><br>Spellcasting:&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<br>Slots&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;2/2<br>Prepared: Burning Hands, Cure Light Wounds, Fairy Fire, Guiding Bolt, Healing Words, Shield of Faith<br></div></div><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Naivara had meant to wait another year or so before leaving the familir boughs of Cormanthor.&nbsp; By then, Nacopi would have finished her studies and the two could have traveled the outside world together.&nbsp; Her tender friend was in a cruicial portion of her training, though, and Naivara's dreams were insistent...&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;So, lonely for her tender friend and huanted by cruel eyes from her nightmares, Naivara traveled the land.&nbsp; Despite her sorrows, every land and people were a new and brilliant experience.&nbsp; She was whistling when she strode into this new town. Clad only in skimpy leather armor that revealed more than it concealed and baring a elven short blade and foxfur quiver, she whistled merrily as she made her way into this new town... <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Here, she knew from her dreams, her quest would begin.&nbsp; At first, though, it was a new place with new people that made her eyes dance. The archtecture was adorable.&nbsp; The mountains were breathtaking.&nbsp; And there, up ahead, she could hear a musician!&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Naivara all but skipped up to where she could hear and see the performer.&nbsp; The wood elves eyes danced at the red haired beauty adresing the handsome human.&nbsp; She hopped up onto anearby fence and sing songed, "Greenrest you say?&nbsp; My feet are on that road as well, truth be told." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hoard of The Dragon Queen In Game</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Florence</strong> on <strong>07-06-2015, 11:45:53</strong>
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				<strong>Name: Braith Oathshield</strong><br><strong>Location: Entering Town</strong><br><strong>Tagging: Richard, Fife, Naivara</strong><br><hr><br>Braith glanced about the town as she neared it. She always found human settlements to be... cute. They always seemed to be attempting to build proper cities, but... well, not being dwarves, there really wasn't much that they could do about it. The stonework was passable, the fortifications acceptable, but these cities would require so much upkeep to be able to weather the ages like a good dwarven city. Still, it was admirable to see them try.<br><br>Putting aside her opinions of human architecture, she moved onward. She had a reason for being out here, and it wasn't to stand around staring at buildings. For now, she needed to find some place to duck in and grab a meal and... what passed for a pint of ale in these lands. So close to dwarven lands, she might be able to find a tavern that served proper dwarven ale, but she knew the way human cities tended to inflate the prices on any beer imported from the dwarves. All things considered, it was usually just preferable to stomach the cheap swill. It washed down food well, enough, at any rate.<br><br>It didn't take her long to locate what seemed to be a solid place, only to be distracted by music. She turned her head, and noticed several travelers grouping together. Crossing her arms over her chest, she listened for a moment. An eyebrow raised in silent contemplation for a moment. She hardly viewed a bunch of elves or... half-elves... whatever this lot was comprised of, as ideal companions... but she knew very well how dangerous the roads could be alone, and it did seem as though they were all headed in the same direction. If nothing else, they could provide protection for eachother on the road to Greenest, if no other more worthy traveling companions showed themselves. Her arms uncrossed themselves as she made her way over.<br><br>"Greenest must be a popular destination," spoke the dwarf as she neared, her voice softer than one might expect from her race, but still featuring the gruff tone and accent typical of dwarves. Her eyes traveled across each of the others as though she were appraising an ingot of steel for the forge, "It would seem we all have business there."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hoard of The Dragon Queen In Game</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kiric Rand</strong> on <strong>07-06-2015, 17:44:45</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1276.photobucket.com/albums/y475/kiricrand/Richard%20Blackthorn_zps01qwxezu.jpg)</div><strong>Name: Richard Blackthorn</strong><br><strong>Location: Outside town heading in</strong><br><strong>Tagging: Fife, Naivara, Braith</strong><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Stats</div><div class="spoiler_body">Hp: 10/10<br>AC=12<br>Spell slots: Lvl 1: 1/1<br>Spells Ready: Cantrips: Eldritch Blast; Mage Hand<br>Level 1: Arms of Hadar; Dissonant Whispers<br></div></div><br><hr><br>Richard was stopped by a fellow Half elf playing an instrument along the road. His eyes gave her a quick once over, making sure she wasn't about to attempt to mug him, not that it would be wise in the middle of a town. When she asked him of any news from the town of Greenest, he just shrugged his shoulders. "I am sorry, but I do not travel from that direction. However, it does seem each days brings me closer than before to it." He nodded before starting to turn, noticing an elf and dwarf approaching them as well. The elf was a bit too peppy for his liking, not that he really ever enjoyed elves. They never slept, there for they never had dreams. <br><br>But the four of them seemed to have something in common, they had all traveled here from great distances and all their paths seemed to be converging on this town called Greenest. The dwarven woman spoke his thoughts, and he just nodded. "It does seem that we all are drawn to this area, though for what reason I can not say." The male seemed lost in thought for a moment before deciding to speak up again.<br><br>"I do believe there is safety in numbers, and to that end if we are all going to make our way to Greenest, I do believe it is best for us to travel together, at least until we arrive. But first, I do believe some information is in order, as well as a meal." He extended his hand out to the three. "My name is Richard"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hoard of The Dragon Queen In Game</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mysterica</strong> on <strong>07-06-2015, 19:13:58</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://digital-art-gallery.com/oid/76/900x1317_13526_Obsidian_Phoenix_2d_fantasy_archer_girl_woman_picture_image_digital_art.jpg)</div><strong>Name:Lyanna</strong><br><strong>Location:Entering Town</strong><br><strong>Tagging:Everyone</strong><br>When Lyanna saw the town off in the distance she felt a mixture of relief and disappointment.&nbsp; She knew that it was still too early to be approaching Grenest, but also that this would be a great chance to gather some information about her destination.&nbsp; Not wanting to have to deal with any nonsense in the town from bigots Lyanna pulled her cloak up over her head to hide her pointed ears and her hair, the color of soft moonlight.&nbsp; Now she should be able to pass for human or elf, whichever any onlooker may prefer.<br><br>She gave her cloak a little shift hiding much of her armor from view, but leaving the quiver at her hip and the handle to one of her swords available for emergencies.&nbsp; She looked around for a tavern and quickly walked inside, walking past a small gathering just outside talking about... did that man just say that all of these people were making way for Grenest?<br><br>For a moment she considered stopping, she even skipped a step out of shock, but decided it might be best to wait a while first, get a chance to sit down and enjoy a meal she didn't personally have to hunt for.&nbsp; She walked up to the bar, ordered a flagon of mead and found an empty seat by the corner and listened up for any conversations about Greenest or cultists.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hoard of The Dragon Queen In Game</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dror</strong> on <strong>07-06-2015, 23:50:17</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/thumb/e/e7/Elf_Bard.JPG/370px-Elf_Bard.JPG)</div><strong>Name: Halavan Riothraiun</strong><br><strong>Location: Dragonfly inn</strong><br><strong>Tagging: Anyone at the inn</strong><br><br>The common room was busy with the coming dinner rush. A bard playing always draws more customers, and Halavan was on fire tonight!<br>His minor sleight of hands tricks were mesmerizing, and his music and songs warmed the heart - for those who had a heart.<br>As he stepped off the small crate placed for him at the edge of the common room, he looked around at the locals and strangers. They were nothing alike, of course. Farmers were always easily distinguishable from soldiers. merchants or travelers.<br>He dramatically tossed his cloak behind his back as he sat down with his wine, sniffing the red liquid. It was no elven wine, but it would do for a town this small.<br><br>What was he doing here? He was sure he followed the trail true. The cult would be somewhere in the area, but why would the cult be anywhere near a place like this? It didn't make any sense.<br>Perhaps there was a piece of the puzzle missing. Perhaps he simply didn't have enough information yet... And so, he looked again at the crowds, more suspicious this time. Anyone of them could be of the cult...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hoard of The Dragon Queen In Game</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>08-06-2015, 03:28:23</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/iKxhvlY.jpg)&nbsp; </div><strong>Name: </strong>Fife<br><strong>Location: </strong> Entering town.<br><strong>Tagging: </strong> Richard, Braith, Naivara<br><hr><br>She continued to play, though she was not really attempting to drive the tune onward at this point... more, the notes were trailing softly away, and she was merely picking the strings to single out the notes of a three-stringed chord that sounded nice together.&nbsp; With one final strum, she rose, and nodded to Richard and Naivara at their approach, then to Braith as she sees the dwarven woman's noble bearing and professional appraisal of the township around them.<br><br>"Aye, and for such a small village, it seems... well... <i>fortuitous</i> that we should share such a destination."&nbsp; Smiling gently, she takes each hand in turn, her slender arm offering a gently firm shake, almost boyish in the gesture despite her feminine carriage.&nbsp; "I'm called Fife.&nbsp; Greenest is a place I once lived, and, well... I am concerned over some recent news from there.&nbsp; Dinner sounds fine-- maybe some mead, or some ale, and more ways to split the coin of their rooms, should the need arise."&nbsp; She winks then-- harmlessly flirtatious-- at the three of them.&nbsp; "Let's make our way in--" she says with a smile, and offers to lead the way into the nicer of the two inns that stand open for business.&nbsp; <br><br>Finding an empty table, she slides her way along the rough-hewn bench, her leather armor making a soft whisper though the studs scratch harmlessly at the wood, and lifts four fingers to the barmaid as she glides by with a tray.&nbsp; "I have not been there in some time," she offers to the three of them, smiling casually as the serving maid begins to set up their places for a meal.&nbsp; "But I heard only the vaguest of rumors about the place of late... that the people of Greenest may be facing some kind of danger."&nbsp; Keeping no secrets yet, she sips her ale and holds the cup before her in both hands so she can rest her elbows on the tabletop.&nbsp; "It's a small town, so I can't imagine what good there would be in bullying those people about.&nbsp; They're good, as a whole... good for these parts especially."
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				Post by: <strong>Muse</strong> on <strong>11-06-2015, 14:14:18</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/6d/276ae0aef95415a088b923337959af0f.jpg)</div><strong>Name: Naivara Nailo (Nightbreeze)</strong><br><strong>Location: Walking into town.&nbsp; </strong><br><strong>Tagging: Fife, Richard</strong><br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Armor Class&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;15<br>Hit Points&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;9/9<br><br>Spellcasting:&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<br>Slots&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;2/2<br>Prepared: Burning Hands, Cure Light Wounds, Fairy Fire, Guiding Bolt, Healing Words, Shield of Faith<br></div></div><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Naivara collored a little bit at the bard's sugestion, but took her hand in an easy grasp.&nbsp; "It's nice to meet you, Fife.&nbsp; I think I'd like that.&nbsp; Shall we head in and see what this place has to offer?"&nbsp; With those words she turned her head to iinclude the entire group.&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Inside the tavern, the elfmaid perked up and inquired of the barkeep wether or not there was a house brew.&nbsp; 
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				Post by: <strong>Niki315</strong> on <strong>11-06-2015, 15:40:35</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/f6/Fpic084.jpg)</div><strong>Name: Amalysse Windriver</strong><br><strong>Location: </strong> Entering the tavern<br><strong>Tagging: </strong><br><br>Amalysse wished she could hold her liquor. Drinking the water at Redvale gave her a terrible sickness. It put her down for three days. At the next town she tried drinking the local ale and ended up losing half the day in bed with a hangover. So the young wizard got on the road later than she would have liked. As Amalysse approached Iriabor it was starting to grow late. Her life had become nothing but traveling and recovering from traveling. She was not quite used to the adventurer life. <br><br>Being a magician, Amalysse needed to spend a bit more time each day resting so she could memorize her spells. After a nasty hangover, it was quite the task. Today, she had little need for her spells on the road as her travels were uneventful. Which was good because dealing with bandits on her own would be quite harrowing. And if she could ever get her rump on the road before noon she could maybe travel with the caravans. There was always better survivability in numbers, though she was far more used to the solitary life. Amalysse fondly remembered sleeping in the library, surrounded by her favorite books. She would often find it more comfortable to sleep among her things than on her own bed. And it was certainly more comfortable than the last few places she had slept.<br><br>Her stride quickened, hoping she could get to town before dark. As she saw the first few buildings on the horizon she could feel relief wash over her. She wouldn't have to finish traveling alone at night. There were people about the town and a few guards patroling here and there. Amalysse considered checking the stores, but opted to stop at the tavern first to get some food. And hopefully clean water.<br><br>The bustle of people eating and drinking within could be heard outside as Amalysse pushed through the door. There was quite a crowd. Perhaps she could find people traveling the same direction that she could leave with in the morning. For now, she took a seat at a small table and asked for a meal, happy to be off her feet.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hoard of The Dragon Queen In Game</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kiric Rand</strong> on <strong>12-06-2015, 02:05:37</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1276.photobucket.com/albums/y475/kiricrand/Richard%20Blackthorn_zps01qwxezu.jpg)</div><strong>Name: Richard Blackthorn</strong><br><strong>Location: Outside town heading in</strong><br><strong>Tagging: Fife, Naivara, Braith</strong><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Stats</div><div class="spoiler_body">Hp: 10/10<br>AC=12<br>Spell slots: Lvl 1: 1/1<br>Spells Ready: Cantrips: Eldritch Blast; Mage Hand<br>Level 1: Arms of Hadar; Dissonant Whispers<br></div></div><br><hr><br>The tavern was unusually busy for such a small town, and Richard followed the ladies to a small table, nodding as the musician ordered some ale. "I can't say I know a lot about the area. My travels rarely take me this direction." He gave a sigh as he picked up the glass, taking a sip of the ale. It was a local brew, and was a bit stronger than the stuff he was used to at home. Still, it would pass for this evenings meal. There was a lot on their plate this evening it seemed. <em>Greenest is only the beginning child. The dreamer stirs.</em> The voice echoed in his mind a moment. He shook it clear quickly. Now was not the time to expose that to this group. He didn't know them well enough.<br><br>"For tonight I will leave the choice to you. I do believe we should rest here this evening and make our way at the rising of first light. The roads are dangerous enough without having to travel them at night." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hoard of The Dragon Queen In Game</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Florence</strong> on <strong>14-06-2015, 19:47:16</strong>
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				<strong>Name: Braith Oathshield</strong><br><strong>Location: Entering Town</strong><br><strong>Tagging: Richard, Fife, Naivara</strong><br><hr><br>Braith accepted the handshake, noting the harmless flirting, and showing a faint tinge of pink on her cheeks, before followed the others inside, taking a seat, and scoffing at any help offered. Just because she was a dwarf didn't mean she couldn't get on a damned stool by herself! Some dwarves spent a fair amount of time on stools, after all, chugging away ale after ale. Speaking of which, she didn't hesitate to snatch up some ale for herself, chugging a fair amount down in one go. Pausing after she lowered the cup back down to the table, she glanced about sheepishly and muttered, "I was on the road for some time... worked up a powerful thirst." <br><br>Coughing a little, she decided to chime in on a topic more relevant to their destination, "The roads may be especially dangerous of late. I've heard rumors of dragons in the area... Sticking together and traveling safely seems a solid plan, if you ask me."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hoard of The Dragon Queen In Game</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>14-06-2015, 20:00:57</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/iKxhvlY.jpg)&nbsp; </div><strong>Name: </strong>Fife<br><strong>Location: </strong> Entering town.<br><strong>Tagging: </strong> Richard, Braith, Naivara<br><hr><br>"Then it's settled?&nbsp; Set out tomorrow-- safety, and comforts of all sorts, in numbers.&nbsp; On to Greenest."&nbsp; She grinned and winked surreptitiously, taking a long draught of the ale, her eyes sparkling.&nbsp; <br><br>She waves over the serving girl and asks her to make arrangements for rooms.&nbsp; "We're a company, it seems.&nbsp; We'll be staying close."&nbsp; She will pay up-front, if she can afford the room on her small coin.<br><br>As they dine and quench their thirsts, she seems to hold her drink to an enjoyable-- but reasonably conservative-- amount, and eats well enough to last for a day or so. <br><br>(roleplay can fill the gap here if needed/desired in a separate thread or by other posts in this one)<br><br>When finished, she leans back upon the bench, half-reclining and smiling with satiety, her eyes glimmering with a healthy amount of drink.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hoard of The Dragon Queen In Game</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Muse</strong> on <strong>20-06-2015, 21:53:20</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/6d/276ae0aef95415a088b923337959af0f.jpg)</div><strong>Name: Naivara Nailo (Nightbreeze)</strong><br><strong>Location: Walking into town.&nbsp; </strong><br><strong>Tagging: Fife, Richard</strong><br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Armor Class&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;15<br>Hit Points&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;9/9<br><br>Spellcasting:&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<br>Slots&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;2/2<br>Prepared: Burning Hands, Cure Light Wounds, Fairy Fire, Guiding Bolt, Healing Words, Shield of Faith<br></div></div><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Dragons?" Naivara inquired in a mix of awe and fear.&nbsp; IN her relatively quite century of life, she'd seen a pair of green wyrlings huntign once.&nbsp; They'd slain and devoured a girl from a neighborign band before their elders united to bring one down and drive the other from Cormanthor.&nbsp; There were parts of that woods she had always known to avoid for fear of the creatures.&nbsp; She knew there were metalic dragons too--just as terible as the chromatics, but bright and beautiful in heart and form.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She wet her lips, then said softly, "Yes, traveling together does sound wise."&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;As Fife ordered a room, she reached over and set enough coin to pay for half of it in the redhead's hands.&nbsp; "I'll take you up on sharing a room tonight, if the offer is still open?"&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Through the evening of drinking, she laughed and sang, joked and told tales.&nbsp; She tried to learn everyone's name, and a little something about them.&nbsp; She offered in return that she was Naivara, born in Cormanthor and trained in the spiritual arts of Coreleon's church in the city of Tangletrees.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hoard of The Dragon Queen In Game</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mysterica</strong> on <strong>21-06-2015, 04:52:02</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://digital-art-gallery.com/oid/76/900x1317_13526_Obsidian_Phoenix_2d_fantasy_archer_girl_woman_picture_image_digital_art.jpg)</div><strong>Name:Lyanna</strong><br><strong>Location:Entering Town</strong><br><strong>Tagging:Naivara, Fife, Richard,</strong><br><hr>Lyanna couldn't help but be drawn to the group of adventurers she had passed on the way into the tavern as she scanned around for information.&nbsp; Not wanting to just abruptly interrupt them however, she ordered up a nice meal and more mead to wash it down and settled in for a relaxing meal casually observing the merry band.<br><br>After finishing her meal Lyanna removed her cloak and lightly shook out her hair before approaching the group during a lull in their conversation.&nbsp; “Excuse me, sorry I didn’t mean to spy on you but I couldn’t help but overhear your band forming.&nbsp; I wonder if you might appreciate another traveling companion.&nbsp; I’d have asked earlier but I was starving for a meal that I personally didn’t have to track.&nbsp; I too am heading to Greenest and would be more comfortable in a group.&nbsp; There are dark goings on in Greenest.&nbsp; I don’t know the specifics, but I have business with some people there.”<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hoard of The Dragon Queen In Game</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Muse</strong> on <strong>21-06-2015, 08:40:06</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/6d/276ae0aef95415a088b923337959af0f.jpg)</div><strong>Name: Naivara Nailo (Nightbreeze)</strong><br><strong>Location: Walking into town.&nbsp; </strong><br><strong>Tagging: Lyanna, Open</strong><br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Armor Class&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;15<br>Hit Points&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;9/9<br><br>Spellcasting:&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<br>Slots&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;2/2<br>Prepared: Burning Hands, Cure Light Wounds, Fairy Fire, Guiding Bolt, Healing Words, Shield of Faith<br></div></div><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;The caramel skinned elfmaid rose and offered her hand to the silver haired girl.&nbsp; She noted that what seemed at a glance to be a daughter of the moon was a little taller and thicker than one of that people normaly showed--though still quite lovely and femenine.&nbsp; She offered her hand.&nbsp; "Well me," she offered in common, then en elven, "A star shines upon the hour of our meeting."&nbsp; Switching back to common, she continued, "My name is Naivara Nightbreeze.&nbsp; It does seem we are all drawn to Greennest.&nbsp; Surely it would be wisest for us to travel together."&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hoard of The Dragon Queen In Game</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>23-06-2015, 01:42:53</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/iKxhvlY.jpg)&nbsp; </div><strong>Name: </strong>Fife<br><strong>Location: </strong> Tavern<br><strong>Tagging: </strong> Naivara, open<br><hr><br>Nodding at the suggestion, Fife flashes a pretty little smile and tips her cup once more.&nbsp; "Offer's open indeed.&nbsp; The more the merrier."&nbsp; She winks and lifts her cup once more for a refill.&nbsp; "Maid?&nbsp; The room, please?"<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hoard of The Dragon Queen In Game</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lynnie</strong> on <strong>23-06-2015, 02:47:59</strong>
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				Episode One Completed: All RPs that would like to continue in the rooms please move to the Hoard Of The Dragon Queen: Downtime theard. (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=230488.0)<br><br>Next post will be the start of the next day and Episode 2. Please be patient while I complete the posting.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hoard of The Dragon Queen In Game</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lynnie</strong> on <strong>23-06-2015, 03:14:02</strong>
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				<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">EPISODE 2: Greenest In Flames</span></div><br>For the past several days, you all have been traveling a road that winds lazily across the rolling grasslands of the Greenfields. Sundown is approaching when you top a rise and see the town of Greenest just a few short miles away. But instead of the pleasant, welcoming town you expected, you see columns of black smoke curling and rising from burning buildings. Bodies litter the grounds no more than black husks, several running figures that are little more than dots at this distance, a dark, winged shape wheeling low over the keep that rises above the center of the town. Greenest is being attacked by a dragon. <br><br>The sun is setting lower as you reach the edge of town, the only real light you have are the burning buildings and the half moon provide you with dim light throughout the town. Most of the fires you see are from haystacks and barns, the building appear not nearly as damaged due to the wetness of the thatch. Apparently whoever beside the dragon started these didn't know thatch wasn't flammable.<br><br>A small stream flows pass Greenest is shallow (no more than 3 feet deep) with a gravel bottom. Some banks are clear with easy access others blocked by brush which is dense.<br><br>Without warning, five humans dash out from between two buildings on your left. A limping man and three young children into more shadows, and a woman carrying a round shield and a broken spear turns and faces back in the direction from which they came. Twelve kobolds stream out of the alley on the family's heels and fan out around the woman, who looks determined to delay the creatures for as long as possible. The kobolds ignore the party focusing on the woman.<br><br>What will you do, aid the woman, sneak past, or do nothing?<br><br>If you are going to aid please roll a D20 on the dicebot and copy and paste the results into your post please! Also If you could use the new code for your characters that would be wonderful! Please see first post for updated code.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hoard of The Dragon Queen In Game</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Muse</strong> on <strong>23-06-2015, 18:37:46</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/6/6d/276ae0aef95415a088b923337959af0f.jpg)</div><strong>Naivara Nailo</strong> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=230489.msg11322812#msg11322812)<br><strong>Location: </strong> Outside of Greenest<br><strong>Tagging: </strong> All and Sundry<br><br>Armor Class&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;15<br>Hit Points&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;9<br><br>Spellcasting:&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<br>Slots&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;2<br>Prepared: Burning Hands, Cure Light Wounds, Fairy Fire, Guiding Bolt, Healing Word, Shield of Faith<br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Naivara's jaw dropped in awe and terror at the sight of the dragon.&nbsp; She swallowed hard, but whispered, "I have to keep going.&nbsp; I have to know what this all means..."&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She forged ahead, moving as stealthily as she could and hoping the others stayed with her.&nbsp; The wood elf girl was so cold with terror that the stream seemed warm by comparison as she waded it.&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Having gotten that far without being flash friend by dragon fire, Naivara found enough courage to get some bluster and bravado flowing.&nbsp; She certainly wasn't going to stand by while mortals were murdered.&nbsp; The poor things lives were mayfly short as it was!&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;"Ho there," she spoke softly to her friends, drawing her sword and moving to some nearby cover.&nbsp; "Those aren't fare odds."&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;She held her hand towards the sky and spoke again, a clear and carrying decleartion this time, "Fires of heaven purge you!"&nbsp; <br><br>&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Golden flames descended from the sky to scorch one of the kobolds!&nbsp; <br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">At 2015-06-23 10:52:37, Naivara (uid: 16) rolls: 1d20 Result: 20 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=77238)<br><br>Sacred Flame (Whenever is an aporiate time for this to actualy happen!)<br>At 2015-06-23 11:34:02, Naivara (uid: 16) rolls: 1d8 Result: 6 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=77239)<br>Save DC 13</div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hoard of The Dragon Queen In Game</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Kiric Rand</strong> on <strong>24-06-2015, 00:10:33</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1276.photobucket.com/albums/y475/kiricrand/Richard%20Blackthorn_zps01qwxezu.jpg)</div><strong>Name: Richard Blackthorn</strong><br><strong>Location: Outside town heading in</strong><br><strong>Tagging: Party and kobolds</strong><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Stats</div><div class="spoiler_body">Hp: 10/10<br>AC=12<br>Spell slots: Lvl 1: 1/1<br>Spells Ready: Cantrips: Eldritch Blast; Mage Hand<br>Level 1: Arms of Hadar; Dissonant Whispers<br></div></div><br><hr><br>The previous night had been quiet for the most part, Richard spending most his time in quiet retreat for the time being. He didn't know these people well enough to reveal his secret to them just yet. So when morning came he packed up and joined them all on their path. He wasn't one to party up, but seeing how reports of this road were dangerous enough, it was for the best. <br><br>That all changed as soon as he saw the dragon. What was something this strong doing all the way out here. Without a chance to say anything, the elf was moving to aid some of the villagers. While it wasn't his thing to help random people, he was looking for someone here, and seeing how one of them might be him, he decided it was for the best.<br><br><em>It seems we may have arrived in time friends. If we wish for our answers, we had better do what we can to help them. </em> His voice entered their minds, speaking softly as not to alert the little creatures to their presence. That was until the elf called down some kind of golden fire. <em>And there goes the element of surprise. </em> He gave a sigh as he started weaving his hands, purpleish fire starting to form around them.<br><br>"Enter the eternal dream foul creature." With those words he pressed his hand forward, a beam of purple fire flying forth toward one of the other kobolds.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Dice roll</div><div class="spoiler_body">Casting Eldrich Blast:<br>Attack Roll:At 2015-06-23 16:53:40, kiric rand (uid: 10692) rolls:&nbsp;1d20 Result: 19 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=77247)<br>Damage roll (if needed): At 2015-06-23 17:08:10, kiric rand (uid: 10692) rolls:&nbsp;1d10 Result: 9 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=77249)</div></div>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hoard of The Dragon Queen In Game</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mysterica</strong> on <strong>28-06-2015, 20:00:52</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://digital-art-gallery.com/oid/76/900x1317_13526_Obsidian_Phoenix_2d_fantasy_archer_girl_woman_picture_image_digital_art.jpg)[/b]<br><strong>Character Name:</strong> Lyanna<br><strong>Location: </strong> Outskirts of Greenest<br><strong>Tagging: </strong> Everyone<br><br>Armor Class 14&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;<br>Hit Points&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; 11<br><hr>The sight of a dragon and the town on fire as the group approached had Lyanna immediately on guard.&nbsp; She had really hoped that the town would be in relative peace so she could ease her way into gathering information about the goings on of the town, but she certainly couldn't abandon the town and her friend just for fear of what may come.&nbsp; She had come too far to give up so easily.<br><br>Keeping her eyes and ears sharp as they made their way through the outskirts of town she quickly turned at a sudden noise to see a group of innocents being chased by a band of kobolds.&nbsp; Immediately Lyanna pulled out her bow, knocked an arrow, and let loose at one of the fowl creatures calling out to the humans, "Quick!&nbsp; Get back behind us.&nbsp; We can take these guys from here."<br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">Attack Roll: At 2015-06-28 12:59:13, Tear (uid: 6410) rolls: 1d20 Result: 17 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=77409)<br>Damage roll: At 2015-06-28 12:59:36, Tear (uid: 6410) rolls: 1d8 Result: 2 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=77410)</div></div></div>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hoard of The Dragon Queen In Game</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ixy</strong> on <strong>28-06-2015, 20:39:43</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/iKxhvlY.jpg)&nbsp; </div><strong>Name: </strong>Fife<br><strong>Location: </strong> With the group<br><strong>Tagging: </strong> <br>Armor Class: 14<br>Hit Points: 9<br><hr><br>As they enter the ruins of the village, Fife is dashing from place to place in a state of scarcely-contained panic.&nbsp; She is terrified, not for herself, but for the people of the town-- people that had been good to her, and did not deserve this fate... only evil could be behind such a senseless ruin of kind people.<br><br>At the appearance of the goblins, Fife fans out from the others and whips out her crossbow, nocking and firing a bolt at one without hesitation.&nbsp; She wants only to protect these people, and to destroy anyone who would sow pain here.<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">rolls</div><div class="spoiler_body">77412&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Noone or Anyone&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;2015-06-28 13:38:37&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;At 2015-06-28 13:38:37, icsyhyat (uid: 768) rolls: 1d6a3 Result: 5 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=77412) damage<br>77411&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Noone or Anyone&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;2015-06-28 13:38:26&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;At 2015-06-28 13:38:26, icsyhyat (uid: 768) rolls: 1d20a5 Result: 11 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=77411) to hit<br></div></div>
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