Posted: Sat Nov 19, 2005 4:22 am
Oh, and *Des* is okay, but everyone who calls me *Daisy*, like some other denizens of dread around here dare to do, will suffer terribly in-game, like... like... I'll think of something that fits.
Welcome, friends, to our establishment.
https://www.fraternityofshadows.com/forum/
https://www.fraternityofshadows.com/forum/viewtopic.php?t=2668
Although, come to think of it, maybe I'm not THAT much in a rush....Desdichado wrote: I am flattered by your enthusiasm!
I hope you enjoy the game! Whenever you have your character ready, feel free to rescue the party from the claws of the praying mantis demon...
Boccaccio Barbarossa wrote:Although, come to think of it, maybe I'm not THAT much in a rush....Desdichado wrote: I am flattered by your enthusiasm!
I hope you enjoy the game! Whenever you have your character ready, feel free to rescue the party from the claws of the praying mantis demon...
(Yes, I will do that, with a grand entrance involving giant leaps and unforseen feats of agility and battle prowess! And then they will worhsip all 1 character level of ME!!!!! )
Bring on the people - the more the merrier.kintire wrote:well, I found my way here! Can I join?
Boccaccio Barbarossa wrote:Bring on the people - the more the merrier.kintire wrote:well, I found my way here! Can I join?
Apparently, to judge for Des' preious comments, you might want to hurry... I suspect we're going to need the extra hand.
As honest as a DM can be, I tell you the satyr is the last person of the Mordent Cartographers Society you have to fear.kintire wrote:My theory is that I'm in dead trouble, and would do well to keep an eye on the Satyr. Am I warm?
Desdichado wrote: Ivid shows you a sealed envelope and waves the group to come near.
"Look, my friends, this will be your destination."
Then he breaks the seal and reveals the following map to you.
"This is the county of Staunton, formerly an island near the western coast of Mordent, vanished during the events of the great upheaval, and thought destroyed until only recently. This map you see now is about 25 years old, painted by the famous Dr van Richten himself, who was a honourary member of our society until his lamentable disapparition. - Now, with all the information we have gathered so far from refugees who passed the Valachan borders soon after the mists had opened them, we may guess that the map is incompletely and way out of date. As the finest cartography guild in all the core lands, we find this unacceptable and want to bring our archives up to date in every possible sense. - So what we want you to do in the end, is the following:
[I'll list it this way to make the points as clear as possible.]
- The society had an embassy in Willisford before the land got soaked up into the mists. We want you to reopen our establishment there and maintain it until new supplies and orders are sent to you.
- Moreover, we want you to find out if there are still others of our agents somewhere in Staunton; we have lost the documents detailing who exactly was there, but we figure that a group of at least five agents was sent there before the borders closed the last time.
- If you don't find documentation by previous agents, we want you to paint and measure a map of Staunton Bluffs; if possible, detailing every major location as neat as possible, as well as studying the land's economic, biologic, and demographic features. [The gnome comes out of the house, carrying a a huge bag full of the measuring materials and writing instruments to create such a map.] You may keep any treasures you find during your research.
You see, it won't be money that is too easily earned - honestly, I think it might take you as far as an entire year to complete that job, but then, I promise, you will be made men. On your journey, Nimmer and Lodissio wil be your guides and act as your instructors. - Any questions so far?"l
Yeah, I didn't.kintire wrote:I notice you didn't deny the first bit