Café de Nuit

Bennedict sits and pulls together some food from the table, chewing on it thoughtfully. "I still stand by my earlier argument," he says, "The dragon is dangerous, there can be no doubt. But an army in the hundreds?" He shrugs. "And even if we defeat them, there's no guarante...

Whatever it takes to get out of this primitive poop hole, Benn's in for it Currently I believe our best option is to obtain this orb and trade it to the cult of Leira for information on how to get back. Telling the orbs owner of our our interest in it certainly makes that more... exciting. Is there...

Bennedict stares long into the orb, long after his vision fades. The armed men have to gently remove it from his hands, and they note that he has been gripping it so tightly that his hands have turned white. After it is taken and sealed away, he walks to the perimeter of the room and mops his brow w...

And after 2 posts in a row I just realized that... nobody said out loud "These cards can read the future like Tarokka ones or summon illusions or conjure things". I am not sure Bennedict informed us of what he knows about such things. Hence the "I offer to draw a card, I am sure it's...

kintire wrote:So subtlety is something that other people do, right?

Whatever it takes to get out of this primitive poop hole, Benn's in for it.

Bennedict drums his fingers once again, fighting to keep the impatience from his face. "Yes. In the meantime, I would appreciate an opportunity to at least observe the orb, that I might be certain you possess it and that it matches what I have heard."

"I would need to confer with my fellows before I could commit to anything, but it would be a tempting offer. I have no interest in other trading houses in the city, and no desire to foster other relationships. As for dealing with a dragon wyrm or drow..." he shrugs, "That may be anoth...

Bennedict follows suit and sits as well. "If it please you," he says, "We come to speak with you regarding the plight of the town of Harrowdale. Some weeks ago, the town was beset by monstrous forces. The people were scattered. The buildings destroyed. Supplies ruined. We come on thei...

Bennedict leaves his crossbow and walks through the door.

Bennedict fidgets somewhat, drumming his fingers on surfaces. He smiles apologetically to any of the party who notice. "I usually had others do this part of the job," he says. To Klokulf he says "Your condition is more than reasonable. Whenever we have a chance, let's sit down and wor...

"They're a trading house, as far as I'm aware," Bennedict says, "Perhaps we're here as emissaries from Harrowdale, looking to reestablish trade and acquire supplies to get the town back on it's feet." He shrugs. "It wouldn't even really be much of a lie, honestly. Those folk...

Bennedict looks anxiously around the town. "That way is the trading house where we were told to look for the orb. Anyone care to go with me to look for it?"

Bennedict shrugs. "I hunt worse than criminals. And if we were home, I would hunt slavers as well. But it's not a crime here, so what can you do?"

He sighs. "And I need them to get home. It wont be the first time I've looked away for the greater good."

"I can't say I care for it," Bennedict replies, "But it isn't my place to define others' morality.I'd be lying if I said I had never done things as bad...or worse." As a light flares in the distance, Bennedict pops his weapon up and points it comically in that direction before lo...

Benn, hearing combat, casts sanctuary and slings on his breastplate.