Girvan Adventure I

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Last seen three days ago while  traveling the road between Girvan and Drunmore.</div> <div> He is fourteen years old, 5'4" 120lbs, blonde hair, brown eyes, of good build and appearance.  He was dressed  in blue tunic, leather jerkin, dark gray trousers and knee high boots. He was riding a bay pony and traveling with two companions, both of whom were found nearby, murdered.</div> <bR> <div> Contact Herdon Junuk with any information"</div> <bR> <div> Two hundred gold Solars is a lot of money! ($20,000)  Listening to the crowd you can learn that Herdon Junuk is a wealthy merchant with business contacts all over the Kingdom.  His son was apparently traveling to Drunmore on some errand for his father and was waylaid on the road between Girvan and the city.  His two traveling companions, body guards, were killed and their bodies dumped in a ditch. Girvan is a town of about three thousand people, 12 miles north of the City of Drunmore across the Lendalfoot River. You will also hear that Herdon has left Glenluce with a dozen heavily armed men, clearly in an effort to find his son.</div> <bR> <bR> <bR> <bR> <bR> <div> CST 3</div> <div> Session 1</div> <div> PCs: Corren, Tim Long, Ham Ton</div> <bR> <bR> <div> Missiledine: Ok then...Here we go</div> <div> Docportal: I don't think so.</div> <div> Dukejr01: <the red text of death></div> <div> Missiledine: You have all heard, in one format or another, about the missing boy nd the rather large reward that is offered for his return... Tim and Ham have traveled by river boat to the City of Drunmore to try and cash in. Arriving at the city they have gone to one of the inns, 'The Crow' to seek lodging and info</div> <div> Dukejr01: ahhh... The Crow.</div> <div> Missiledine: Entering the main common area you find that it is starting to fill up with the late afternoon crowd, most of whom are obvious locals. But looking around the room you see a number of people who do not fit that mold</div> <div> Missiledine: As you take it all in thew Inn keeper approaches. "Can I help you?"</div> <div> Docportal: "Yes I would like a beer."</div> <div> Missiledine: He indicates an empty table and looks to you, Ham, "And you?"</div> <div> FinLongham: "A glass of Water."</div> <div> Missiledine: The inn keeper looks at you for a moment, then nods and walks away.</div> <div> Missiledine: When you said 'A glass of water' those people sitting nearby fell silent for a moment.. After a second a man turns and says, "Water is a fine mixer, lovely ta bathe in and the horses like it fine, but as a drink? I dunno know about that!"</div> <div> FinLongham: "I don't care for the tast of beer or anything like it."</div> <div> Missiledine: "What are ya plannin ta stir inta that lad? A bit of brew?" With the man, who looks to be in his late thirties, is a young man in</div> <div> blackened armor, drinking a beer</div> <div> Missiledine: "Och! Ya haven't tried everything lad, yer too young to ken whats good! Trust me."</div> <div> FinLongham: "Well I guess I can give it a try. It can't be any worst here than the last place."</div> <div> FinLongham: "Bar Keep, Forget the water. I have a beer."</div> <div> Missiledine: "Thats a good lad! What will it be now? Beer, ale, wine, or somethin wit some body to it?" He waves to the inn keeper</div> <div> Missiledine: The inn keeper nods and brings two beers</div> <div> Missiledine: The man says, "My name is Rolb and this here is my partner, Corren."</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren nods.</div> <div> Missiledine: He indicates the youth in black</div> <div> Missiledine: He looks at you expectently</div> <div> FinLongham: My name is Ham Tom. and this is my friend Tim Long.</div> <div> Docportal: Tim nods</div> <div> Missiledine: "Ye look like ye been traveling a bit... Where are ye from?"</div> <div> Missiledine: From the man's brouge you would guess that Rolb is from the Frontier, they all talk funny up there</div> <div> FinLongham: We are from Glenluce.</div> <div> FinLongham: You?</div> <div> Missiledine: "Me, I'm from outside Rannoch, up by the Wall. Tho its been many a year since ah been there fer any time</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren says, "I hail from Soche, near Lendale"</div> <div> Missiledine: "Glenluce eh?" He takes a drink and says, </div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren looks interested.</div> <div> Missiledine: "Have ye heard any about a merchant in search of his son? </div> <div> Docportal: I drink my beer and try to follow these three.</div> <div> Missiledine: <ok></div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren makes room at their table</div> <div> Missiledine: "Goes by the name, Herdon Junuk or some such."</div> <div> Docportal: "Yes, just read the poster about 4 days ago."</div> <div> Missiledine: "Ahh, tell me, is he as rich as they say he is?"</div> <div> Docportal: "I would say yes."</div> <div> FinLongham: I take a seat.</div> <div> Missiledine: Rolb takes a long drink from the glass he has in front of him and pours himsaelf another from the small jug in front of him... "So, what</div> <div> brings ye to these parts? The reward?"</div> <div> FinLongham: "Yes, he is offering Two hundred gold Solars for the return of his boy. I could use a part of that."</div> <div> Dukejr01: "What do you do?"</div> <div> Docportal: "Yes. The reward would be nice."</div> <div> Missiledine: "Aye, there are a lot of tavern scum out there with the same thought in their addled heads."</div> <div> FinLongham: "This and that just trying to make ends meet."</div> <div> Missiledine: "Me?" He looks suprised. "Why Corren and I are Blank Shields Lad, Mercenaries by trade."</div> <div> Missiledine: <Sorry, responded to the wrong poster!></div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren nods. "Katalla"</div> <div> Dukejr01: <that will happen></div> <div> Docportal: <huh></div> <div> Docportal: "I hunt slaves."</div> <div> Missiledine: "Ah, this and that eh?" Rolb looks at you. "A man tracker eh?" </div> <div> Missiledine: "Runaways or you go out slaving?"</div> <div> Docportal: "Not my best abilty but I do try."</div> <div> Docportal: "Runaways."</div> <div> Missiledine: Rolb turns his attention to his drink</div> <div> Docportal: "So were should we start looking for this boy?"</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren grunts a little sourly. "A tracker might be handy. Know anything about the kidnapping?"</div> <div> Missiledine: Rolb looks suprised, but says nothing</div> <div> Docportal: "No, I track but I am still learning."</div> <div> Missiledine: "So what can ye do?"</div> <div> Docportal: "I am a mage. I good with magic."</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren looks at Tom, "You?"</div> <div> Missiledine: "Ahh, a Mage. Now that could indeed be handy." </div> <div> FinLongham: "I am a Healer and part mage also."</div> <div> Missiledine: "Eh? A Healer..." He looks you over. "Must be a Druid, yer no Mitraen."</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren shrugs. "Healer sounds good to me."</div> <div> FinLongham: "Aye, I am a Druid."</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren gets another Brown.</div> <div> Missiledine: "Well then," He looks at Tim "You want to join forces to look for the little lost lamb? How do ye propose divying up the brass?"</div> <div> Docportal: "Hmmm, Yes lest join forces. Slip even with all living at the end."</div> <div> FinLongham: "I second this."</div> <div> Missiledine: Rolb looks at Corren, "Lad?"</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren nods. "Equitable contract"</div> <div> Docportal: "So were to now?"</div> <div> Missiledine: "Hmm, well now... I have a wee problem with this... Nothing personal ye see. But there is a bit of incentive to, shall we say, thin the</div> <div> ranks with a survivor take all. contract."</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren raises an eyebrow. "good point"</div> <div> Missiledine: "One quarter, after expenses, to all members ort their kin."</div> <div> Docportal: "Ok, that works."</div> <div> Missiledine: "Agreed?"</div> <div> FinLongham: "Yes."</div> <div> Docportal: "Yes."</div> <div> Dukejr01 has left the room.</div> <div> Missiledine: Duke needs to reboot</div> <div> Docportal: <Cool></div> <div> Missiledine: <Once inawhile AIM get finnicky></div> <div> FinLongham: <brb need a brack.></div> <div> Dukejr01 has entered the room.</div> <div> Missiledine: welcome back</div> <div> Docportal: <Yeah. I have noties from when I use it. I have had night where I get kick off a lot.</div> <div> Dukejr01: rehi</div> <div> Dukejr01: if my last two posts did not make it in, Corren agrees,.</div> <div> Missiledine: ok</div> <div> FinLongham: ok back</div> <div> Missiledine: "All right then... We should start out in the morning, head off to Girvan Wood and see what there is to see." Rolb says</div> <div> Docportal: "Guess it is off to the wall to see if there are any poster up there."</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren shakes his head, "Won't be easy. we should try to narrow the search some."</div> <div> Docportal: "I can read. Anyone else coming?"</div> <div> FinLongham: "I will tag along."</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren will drink</div> <div> Missiledine: Rolb says, "I'll wait here to see what developes with this. " He raises his drink</div> <div> Dukejr01: "Better lay off that, it'll stunt your growth."</div> <div> Missiledine: Rolb just laughs a bit and tosses his glass off</div> <div> Docportal: I turn to Ham Ton and say, "Lets go."</div> <div> Missiledine: The public posting wall is down near the Duke's palace</div> <div> FinLongham: "Ok, you know the way."</div> <div> Missiledine: You set off and arrive there uneventfully. There is no crowd present, which means that nothing new has been recently posted</div> <div> Docportal: Still read over what is there.</div> <div> Missiledine: After looking over the wall, you conclude that there is no notice about the missing boy. Otherwise the wall has the usual government</div> <div> postings and a couple 'Help Wanted' notes from caravan masters</div> <div> FinLongham: I then head for the college of magic. I will ask my old masters.</div> <div> Missiledine: <hang on guys, brb></div> <div> Docportal: I take Ham Ton, and head to the Academy of sorcery.</div> <div> Missiledine: ok, back</div> <div> Missiledine: Ok, the Academy Gates are only a few blocks away. Arriving there you find, as usual, a guard on duty</div> <div> Docportal: "Ok, Ham stay. I don't think they will let you past."</div> <div> Missiledine: He stops you at the gate</div> <div> Missiledine: "Can I help you?"</div> <div> Docportal: "I would like to speek with my old master."</div> <div> FinLongham: "I could try follow you."</div> <div> Missiledine: "And who are you? An Alumnist?"</div> <div> Docportal: "I was trained here. I go by the name of Tim Long." </div> <div> FinLongham: <who was that last NPC addressing?></div> <div> Dukejr01 has left the room.</div> <div> Missiledine: The guard speaks your name in a loud voice, "Tim Long" There is a long silence, then a ball rings somewhere above your heads.</div> <div> (Tim)</div> <div> Dukejr01 has entered the room.</div> <div> Dukejr01: <sigh, this is becoming tiresome></div> <div> Missiledine: lol</div> <div> FinLongham: <ok></div> <div> Missiledine: The guard says (to Tim) "You may enter."</div> <div> Docportal: "Can my friend enter also? I will keep an eye on him."</div> <div> Missiledine: "Is he an alumni? Student or Invited by the Chancellor? If not, then no. I'm sorry."</div> <div> Docportal: "No, He is not a student." I trun to Ham Ton and say, "Stay here. I will be back."</div> <div> FinLongham: Ok I stay put.</div> <div> Docportal: I enter the academy.</div> <div> Missiledine: You had several teachers during your stay, the last one was the Chancellor, Andrid Soren</div> <div> Docportal: I go Find the Chancellor.</div> <div> Missiledine: This time of day he is probably in his chambers (office)</div> <div> Docportal: I go to his office</div> <div> Missiledine: your memories of the campus are still fresh enough to find your way there. Arriving you knock on the door and a muffled voice calls,</div> <div> "Yes?"</div> <div> Docportal: "May I enter?"</div> <div> Missiledine: (You can go in)</div> <div> Docportal: I enter</div> <div> Missiledine: The Chancellor looks up, "Well, look who it is! What brings you back to our halls?"</div> <div> Docportal: "I wish I could say to learn more but I am here to ask you something."</div> <div> Missiledine: 'oh?"</div> <div> Docportal: I am looking for Paldar Junuk. He is someone that when missing and I thought you might have an idea where he could be.</div> <div> Missiledine: "Junuk, Junuk... Hmm, no I don't know any Paldar Junuk."</div> <div> Docportal: "Ok I am sorry to have bother you. I hope to return so and learn more."</div> <div> Missiledine: "Okay, I wish you luck in your search." He looks puzzled</div> <div> Docportal: I bid him good day and return to the INN.</div> <div> Missiledine: ok, you meet Ham Ton at the gate and return uneventfully</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren drinks beer.</div> <div> Missiledine: Rolb and Corren are still seated at their tablke drinking</div> <div> FinLongham: I also return to the INN.</div> <div> Dukejr01: "Do you two have any next of kin that we should contact in case of your demise?"</div> <div> Docportal: I have a cussin back Glenluce.</div> <div> Missiledine: "Aye, somewhere to send yer share of the take."</div> <div> Missiledine: "Well, write down their names and we'll keep it safe if needed."</div> <div> Dukejr01: <Time check: Game></div> <div> Missiledine: "You two had best find a place to sleep tonite, so we can get started in the wee hours tomorrow</div> <div> Missiledine: <Supper></div> <div> Dukejr01: gotcha</div> <div> Docportal: I see if the inn keeper has space for me and ham Ton.</div> <div> Missiledine: Rolb gets up and stretches, "Well, I'm gonna see a man about a horse." He grins and leaves, nodding to Corren on the way</div> <div> Missiledine: The inn keeper has a couple rooms left shared between the two of you is $4 each, includes a meal</div> <div> FinLongham: We will take it.</div> <div> Missiledine: Okay, he will show you to the room</div> <div> Missiledine: "You can have your supper in the common room." The Innkeeper says</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren orders supper. Eyes the ladies.</div> <div> Missiledine: (Included in the room)</div> <div> Dukejr01: Such as there is.</div> <div> Missiledine: Ok</div> <div> Docportal: I order supper.</div> <div> FinLongham: Me too but I leave the girls.</div> <div> Missiledine: ok</div> <div> Docportal: I eat then I hit the sack.</div> <div> Missiledine: Well, supper comes, and its pretty good. By the time the meal is done things are livening up a bit in the common room</div> <div> FinLongham: I eat then I party!</div> <div> Dukejr01: Always drink with food in your belly</div> <div> Missiledine: There is drinking, wenching and gambling all going on at the same time. In one corner there is a group of rough looking fellows</div> <div> playing a game with throwing knives and a knot on one of the support beams</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren sits with his back to a wall. have any other patrons been talking about going to claim the reward? any groups being formed?</div> <div> Missiledine: Okay, two of our players are leaving so we will call it here</div> </td> </tr></table></body>