A New Year a New Campaign!

[Jongluer]

here is the original speech I was supposed to use:
Caladon, gateway to the north, hub of the world, you can find anything from a dwarf barbarian to a high elf wizard wandering its streets. Despite all of the obvious crime that results from this melting pot, it is one of the safest cities in the north, to live in. Also, home to the most prestigious university in the known world, which also holds the greatest library known to all of the races of the world, the library is surprisingly what has caused you to sail to this city. Recently an ancient text was stolen from its walls, Professor Alum, the person who discovered the text not but two weeks ago has hired you to retrieve it, what or wherever it is.
The boat pulls up to the wharf, quickly depositing its embarking passengers. Soon enough your feet carry you into a small pub close to the university. The pub is obviously made to cater to students and faculty alike, multiple tables and gaming areas fill the area between bar and walls. A tall woman waves you over to a table in the corner, a few other people are settled there (description of PCs from players) along with the professor.

note I leave in that I want a physical description of ur characters, please post those on the boards.

So after your arrival in the bar and the town, Professor Alum (your employer) brings you to the site of the theft. After a few quick looks about you found that the second broken window was broken due to someone being thrown through it, and soon enough you saw the body down below you.
A quick inspection of the body revealed that it had been deeply slashed by claws and mutilated. All that was there was a black ring with the symbol of a wolf etched into it. After studying the ring it was obvious it was mass produced, and obviously not a symbol of wealth or status. A citizen passing by offered salutations and in an attempt to pump him for information he became scared and called for the guard. For a short time the guards were unsure to believe you or not, and found your group confusing at best, though Fang Distructoe's quick thinking brought you the savior that was your employer who quickly dispelled thoughts of criminal intent within your party. After a few quick conversations, you learned that the ring bore the symbol of a crime syndicate known as the Dire Wolves who run a hotel casino in the area of the city you currently occupy. Now in the hotel casino you are gathering information learning as much as you can of the mysterious Boris who you assume was the man who had died trying to steal the book.

Just as a side note, descriptions of the places you have gone into:
The room the book was stolen from is a small study area, in which the mahogany table that dominates the room contains multiple items, jeweled wands, small whirring metal devices, and a few other dusty, slightly molded tomes. Three windows looking out towards the area below line the other side of the room, two of which have large man-sized wholes in them.

The hotel casino Wolf Den: Smooth music enters your ears as you enter the hotel common area. Most of the patrons are in gray and red clothing. Just looking around you can tell this is the right place nearly everyone bears a ring that at looks similar to the one you found on the dead body.

please post character physical descriptions here on the boards!

[Avi]

Oh thank god these boards exist so by midway through the campaign I can remember what our original goal was...
*cough cough* last campaign setting *cough*

Description:
So right now I am a very wise, fairly tall, black-haired, 22-year-old human Favored Soul. Solemn and quiet and always seeming preoccupied... I hail from a background of relentless self-education and a deep link to the spiritual world. [What, I'm a freaking Favored Soul...]

Oh and when I spell out my class, I will not be using "Favoured." Right...



I don't feel like detailing it.

[Tatsumi888]

I am Tatsumi, a 24 year old halfling Samurai from Bazavluk. I have long brown hair(I do not have a top knot, the communists might get suspicious) and brown eyes. I am about 3 feet tall and 140 pounds. I practice with my katana in a hidden monastary far away from where the communists of Bazavluk reside. There, most halflings believe I am a monk of some sort.

(I'm a bad RP'er

[Jongluer]

So I figure, for the massive lot of you that did not attend saturdau's meeting, and for those of you who are forgetful *cough*Avi*cough* here is a quick summation of what has been going on....

After arriving inside the casino, the entire group tred to gather information. For the most part, very little could be learned of the Dire Wolves, then when the Favored Soul (A/N Avi what is ur characters name?), began asking the wrong questions, was surrounded by bouncers, and then tried to reach for his weapon, he and a few others were surrounded by the enforcers who gathered at the bar and asked to come upstairs.
Once upstairs, the PCs were interrogated. The interrogation took a while, ending only when the man asking the questions (who never revealed his name), held a Gnomish Pistiol to the collective heads of the party, did they reveal the real reason as to why they were in the city, the ancient book that Professor Alum asked you all to retrieve. With this new information, the group was offered the job of retrieving the book, and making the murderer of Boris pay. So, after reluctantly accepting the job for the Dire Wolves, the party was given information on the only logical place to go with a book, and where they coul most likely retrieve it.
The half day ride was uneventful, but upon arriving at the ruins, the PCs were met by a hail of arrows from Skeletal warriors. The group of six warriors proved a challenge against the party, though they were defeated. Once inside the ruins, the PCs encounter more undead creatures, some feasting on corpses, others scrabbling for ways to get around the area. An investigation of the rooms, revealed some very odd things, every room seemed to contain a desk, and odd little items, such as torches that required no fuel, and massive objects surrounded by tubes, that hummed, and glowed with multiple tiny lights. These objects appeared to bear no signs of magic, though it was obvious they could produce a similar effect, no one in the party was able to truly interface with the objects. Upon entering one level of the ruins, the group was attacked by a massive Lizardfolk who bore enough power in one fist to remove pieces of the solid rock wall. He ran after a few of the adventurers were able to strike him, not in fear but for another reason. More of the ancient ruins still lie ahead, and with the other members of the party catching up, mastering this dungeon seems to be a far easier task than it has been proving to be...

[Jongluer]

When we last left our heroes, they had just defeated a small number of undead. As they continued they were joined by the other wizard in the party, the Conjurer Brian. As they made their way down the hall, the found a roughly man-sized hole in the wall. After an attempt at planning an attack (and Brian over hearing a group of beings discussing a prisoner and a dragon), the heroes were met by a hail of bolts, a few of which found their marks. Our heroes, formed up and returned fire, eventully the conjurer charged forth and captured a prone Kobold, and interrogated him. They learned of a paladin who had been captured by the Kobolds, and was now being held prisoner in a small chamber.
After tying the Kobold up with his companion's cloak, it led them down the hall towards the prisoner chamber. After convincing the Kobolds guarding the prisoner that there was fresh meat on the outside, a few guards came out to be investigate. Of course, this only lead to their demise, Avi the Favoured Soul of Pelor, bashed one of their skulls in with his mace, while the others were felled by the Conjurer and the Bard. Next, the group lured another Kobold out of the prison chamber by claiming the group was under attack. At first, the Kobold was not convinced but then came when the party revealed itself. After finally capturing the last Kobold, the group was able to save the prisoner, who turned out to be a Paladin of Chiesa.
The Paladin quickly killed the two captured Kobolds, and spat upon the conjurer who she hated since he was an arcane spellcaster. After a short period of rest, the group went forth to attack the red dragon who was responsible for some recent attacks on the surrounding area.
In the Dragon's antechamber, the group attacked the Kobold guards, which included a sorcerer (who was also leader of the Kobold Tribe). The small Kobold guards were little match for the party, but the Kobold Sorcerer was far better prepared and powerful. He threw forth very strong magic missiles and also threw forth a fireball, which harmed most of the party. Of course, this was not all, the sorcerer ran up a wall and stood above Avi, poised to attack him. Sadly before this could happen, the Kobold Sorcerer was killed.
Now the group was up against the dragon itself. The Paladin instead of parlaying with the dragon, charged forth striking with earnest . While the dragon and paladin were embroiled in melee, the rest of the party made meager attempts at striking the dragon, rarely succeeding. In fact, if it weren't for the scrolls found upon the sorcerer chances were that the party would've lost to the dragon, yet, they were lukcy, and one of Vrana the Bard's arrows struck true, and the Dragon died, along with the Paladin.
The Dragon's hoard was not what it seemed to be, instead of the large bed of gold it turned out the dragon had but piled his gold around rocks, a chest filled with unknown potions, and a wand of (unidentified wand). Now our band of adventurers heads off again into the dungeon, which seems to bear more secrets than it had first seemed...

[Avi]

Dude, you didn't even mention my supreme use of multiple spells on the dragon!
Magic Missiles, Scorching Ray, Nimbus of Light...

[Rikithasta]

He mentioned it, he just didn't use your name:

"In fact, if it weren't for the scrolls found upon the sorcerer chances were that the party would've lost to the dragon,"

See, there was where you forgot that you had a SIXTH LEVEL MAGIC MISSLE instead using your meager attacks with your lousy dice rolls.
I on the other hand did not miss as many kobolds as you (though we were both pitiful) and I was able to attack the dragon when it had less then five HP!

[Jongluer]

In fact, if it weren't for the scrolls found upon the sorcerer chances were that the party would've lost to the dragon, yet, they were lukcy, and one of Vrana the Bard's arrows struck true, and the Dragon died, along with the Paladin

Bitch! You never casted the spells, you were just reading scrolls!

[Avi]

Psht!
And Jess, if I hadn't gotten it down to 5HP with my numerous magic skillz, you guys (meaning me) would've been so dead.#nosmileys

[Rikithasta]

Yes, wonderful magic skills it is, Avi. Reading several words of a piece of paper (that you didn't even write down.)
I suppose, we must be gratefull for the Kobold Sorcerer.

And that there was no attack roll, because the dice were against us- Avi most of all.

[Avi]

Psht, fine

Yes and just to let everyone know, I put up a summary at meq.modblog.com
Complete with badly-drawn map!

[Avi]

People should post more on the forums so I have something to do.

Le sigh.

[Rikithasta]

I agree. Lately however, it seems like I spend my life talking to you, Avi.

[Jongluer]

I remind u that I post on the forums constantly, and that this particular thread is for campaign talk only, not idle chit chat!

[Avi]

Right, whatever Mark.




Sooooo, how 'bout those Sox...