August 2nd, 2015 - 7th of Sunsebb to the 1st of Coldeven (Winter into Spring) 581 CY
High Priest Fenton of Heironeous dutifully raises the souls of Melath and Neirdre into the cold, winter light of Admundfort. It seems the party's most prized possession, the Rod of Resurrection, again proves itself invaluable. The rest of the party perform minor tasks and business resumes as usual.
Elladan meets with the Admiral's Lieutenant Garrit and Fenton to determine the nobility of the Modest Men's quest. Fenton, using decidedly non divine means, finds that the quest to White Plume Mountain for the weapons was a worthwhile endeavor.
The party gains two new members while carousing in The Old Lighthouse Tavern. Argost, a veteran recently mustered out of the Shieldlander military and Kaelinon, a dwarf from the West with a mysterious past. Cymry proceeds to get very drunk. Elladan dances and does a few back flips. Melath, yes even Melath, seems to enjoy the high spirits. Rivermist amorously scans the place for a love connection. Neirdre tests the provender. Argost is good-natured and joins in the merry making. Kaelinon, despite seeming a bit preoccupied, joins boisterously in the fun.
The next morning the party sets off for the Free City. They board a Ferrondese ship, offering strong arms and skill to book passage. Winter on the Nyr Dyv proves uneventful.
The Knight's first destination is the Green Dragon Inn. Neirdre and Rivermist hunt down various desired spells. Elladan finds a mercenary from their destination, Loftwick in the Yeomanry. He tells them that the innkeeper of an establishment known as the Hazy Gazer will help them. Argost tests his gambling hand with some success and generously hands a good deal of his winnings to the priests of Pelor. Melath sadly relates the death of Scritch to his acquaintances at the Rat King.
Most significantly, the group fulfills their contract with the Oligarchs of Greyhawk. They are given five Hippogriffs and trained for three months in their use and care. During this time, they are visited by three men, Nerof Gasgal the Lord Mayor of the Free City of Greyhawk, Turin Deathstalker Guildmaster of Assassins, and Ren O' the Star the Guildmaster of the Merchants and Traders Union. Notably, Turin stays to give a few extra flying tips to the companions. His presence is cold, stern, but not discomfiting.
As Spring begins, so the companion's training wanes. The constables of Greyhawk are satisfied in the acumen of the Modest Men. The party begin to discuss how they will travel to Loftwick and continue to discuss for quite some time. After much prodding of Dwarves, the companions decide to fly upon their Hippogriffs.
The Moat House Men stop off at their namesake home base to outfit some of the new members of their group and check in with Solomon. He is disheartened to learn that he must build an aerie for the party's new pets. They compensate him generously for his time. Nearly all of the remainder of their voyage is uneventful - beyond the grumblings of the brave Cymry. As the party approaches their destination, they see gargoyles approaching.
High Priest Fenton of Heironeous dutifully raises the souls of Melath and Neirdre into the cold, winter light of Admundfort. It seems the party's most prized possession, the Rod of Resurrection, again proves itself invaluable. The rest of the party perform minor tasks and business resumes as usual.
Elladan meets with the Admiral's Lieutenant Garrit and Fenton to determine the nobility of the Modest Men's quest. Fenton, using decidedly non divine means, finds that the quest to White Plume Mountain for the weapons was a worthwhile endeavor.
The party gains two new members while carousing in The Old Lighthouse Tavern. Argost, a veteran recently mustered out of the Shieldlander military and Kaelinon, a dwarf from the West with a mysterious past. Cymry proceeds to get very drunk. Elladan dances and does a few back flips. Melath, yes even Melath, seems to enjoy the high spirits. Rivermist amorously scans the place for a love connection. Neirdre tests the provender. Argost is good-natured and joins in the merry making. Kaelinon, despite seeming a bit preoccupied, joins boisterously in the fun.
The next morning the party sets off for the Free City. They board a Ferrondese ship, offering strong arms and skill to book passage. Winter on the Nyr Dyv proves uneventful.
The Knight's first destination is the Green Dragon Inn. Neirdre and Rivermist hunt down various desired spells. Elladan finds a mercenary from their destination, Loftwick in the Yeomanry. He tells them that the innkeeper of an establishment known as the Hazy Gazer will help them. Argost tests his gambling hand with some success and generously hands a good deal of his winnings to the priests of Pelor. Melath sadly relates the death of Scritch to his acquaintances at the Rat King.
Most significantly, the group fulfills their contract with the Oligarchs of Greyhawk. They are given five Hippogriffs and trained for three months in their use and care. During this time, they are visited by three men, Nerof Gasgal the Lord Mayor of the Free City of Greyhawk, Turin Deathstalker Guildmaster of Assassins, and Ren O' the Star the Guildmaster of the Merchants and Traders Union. Notably, Turin stays to give a few extra flying tips to the companions. His presence is cold, stern, but not discomfiting.
As Spring begins, so the companion's training wanes. The constables of Greyhawk are satisfied in the acumen of the Modest Men. The party begin to discuss how they will travel to Loftwick and continue to discuss for quite some time. After much prodding of Dwarves, the companions decide to fly upon their Hippogriffs.
The Moat House Men stop off at their namesake home base to outfit some of the new members of their group and check in with Solomon. He is disheartened to learn that he must build an aerie for the party's new pets. They compensate him generously for his time. Nearly all of the remainder of their voyage is uneventful - beyond the grumblings of the brave Cymry. As the party approaches their destination, they see gargoyles approaching.
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