Lemian Treasure Hunters Guild

[Falconknight06]

OOC Thread

All of you guys wake up in the Lemian Treasure Hunter's Guild headquarters in the town of Lupinshire. You've returned from your last mission to retrieve a goblet for a local minor Lord and have been off for about a week. The Guild is not very big, only housing about twelve people, and the other team is out on a mission. At about seven in the morning, you hear rather loud "YEEEEEEESSSSSSSS!!!! We finally did it. Get up you lazy bums and get down here, we've got a job.

[arkol]

As soon as the voice sounds a massive body gets up. His green eyes are glittering in excitement. With a jump he gets out of his bed then jumping from bunk to bunk he taps his companions rather enthusiastically to wake them up

"C'mon guys. Get up! Rise and shine! We have a job! JOB!!!!!

Lion, Rook, Thomas, Clyde, Beth! Let's go, let's go, let's go!"

However before any of them even gets up he's already on his way to the room from where the voice came...

[MikelaC]

ZARABETH

Zarabeth stretches languidly, and makes sure that all of her muscles are responding before she goes anywhere. She follows a precise routine of getting herself going. Once she is sure she is ready, she pulls on her silks, and makes ready to depart.

Sometimes his...enthusiam...can be overwhelming. But we'd better follow him, or he'll eat the snack table clean and we'll be left with scraps.

[Master_Rahl22]

Thomas has been up for some time now, meditating and praying to St. Cuthbert to help him to be fair in his judgements and strong in his punishments when he hears the guild leader's exclamation.

After Zarabeth's comment, he says,
Yes, haste is in order. I couldn't prepare enough Create Food spells to keep that man's belly full.

[Falconknight06]

As you three come down the stairs, you see the Goliath sitting at the table, already digging into the bread and jam. Sitting at the head of the table, you see a beautiful gnome woman, your guild master. She is chewing thoughtfully on a piece of bacon and looking at a parchment in her hand.

Well, it is about time you lot woke up, she says without looking up from the paper, but where are the rest of you?

[arkol]

Between a chunk of cheese and a slice of bread with jam the massine Goliath manages to say a few words, but not without some of the jam flying out of his mouth and into the table.

"I woke them up before coming down... they should be on their way Mistress"

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I assume she has a name and we know it no?

[Falconknight06]

She looks up at the Goliath and says, how many times do I have to tell you to just call me Glenda. She then turns to the other two who have made there way downstairs and to the table and says Well, dig in, I'll brief everyone at the same time.

[arkol]

The goliath stops chewing for a momment as if embarassed.

"Sorry Mistress... er.. Glenda"

And then resumes eating.

[MikelaC]

ZARABETH

Zarabeth takes a light amount of food for herself, mostly fruits and vegetables. She picks lightly at it, watching the Goliath with fond amusement, and then back to Glenda.

So, something important has come up for us? Profitable yes? and dangerous?

[Master_Rahl22]

Thomas gets a heaping plate of food, and begins to eat, if not with quite as much gusto as Neamaeli.

Let me guess, you've finally gotten a lead on the Cudgel That Never Forgets.

[Falconknight06]

No Thomas, I'm afraid we're still lookin for it, she smiles at the Cleric as she says it, a slight sadness in her voice. She then turns toward Zerabeth, it is definitely dangerous and may lead to something rather lucrative. Apparently the king is looking for some treasure hunters and is having a contest of sorts.

[arkol]

"A conftest? I loof conftests!"

Says the Goliath with a mouthfull that you can barelly understand what he's saying. He's obviously (even more) exicted after hearing this.

[BoomerangFlash]

Clyde stretches and rolls over on his side. He hears noises downstairs and then remembers that he'd fallen back asleep after being called. He contemplates donning his armor.

They'll complain about my tardiness if I don't get down there soon... And I doubt there would be a need for it anyways.

Clyde grabs his axe as he heads downstairs and leans it against a wall. He grabs himself a large plateful of food. He sits down silently, nodding hello to the guild head and listens carefully for clues about the current topic of conversation.

[MikelaC]

ZARABETH

A contest? And just how many people are we competing against? So, if we win this contest, then we get to be ones who are picked to go on the hunt?

[Falconknight06]

Clyde, you're late Glenda says, not looking up from the paper in her hand, is everyone else coming downstairs?

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No plot continuation until every player gets to wake up. It's because I want to brief all the characters at the same time, as in I can't have you guys reacting to the big news before other people get to make an opening post

[BoomerangFlash]

I did not see them getting ready, nor did I hear them. I could investigate their delay in getting ready if you're interested.

[Falconknight06]

That would be much appreciated Clyde Glenda says as she gets up from her seat and heads towards a bookcase full of scrolls

[arkol]

"I couf infestigate they delay in geffing heady'f u intefrested."

The goliath is obviously moking fellow barbarian Clyde speech, but doesn't bother actually emptying his mouth before doing so.

He then gulps the food down and adds:

"Why go there?

ROOOOOK! LIIIIION WAKIE WAKIE HANDS OFF SHAKY!

C'MON FOOD GETTING COLD"

He looks at Glendas less then amused face and adds:

"GLENDA IS GETTING PISSED TOO. YOU BETTER COME QUICKLY!"

With that he smiles and grabs a watermelon and sinks his face in it, gorging the fruit with juice running down his face, oblivious to the reactions of those on the table.

[Demons_eye]

After Clyde wakes him Lee walks comes over to the group. "Sorry all I guess I am getting my power from the sloth today."

He does not bother with food for now as he focuses on his soulmelds and as time goes by he gain 4 ghostly arms with claws on them, A gray aura surrounds him making him seem more bestial, A shirt forms made of brown fur and seems more solid at the top then at the bottom were is seems like mist and finally he form claws like a cat that he extends and retracts with ease.

"ta da" He says

Only after this does he go over and grab a piece of fruit with his claws.

[Master_Rahl22]

THOMAS

Oh, before I forget, I picked up a fresh wand of Lesser Vigor to help keep us all in top condition. You guys can give me your shares after our briefing.

[arkol]

"What? Already? Our wand still had power after our last job in that kobold cave-thingy. What are you doing with it? Are you healing street-kids again?"

[MikelaC]

Well, if you wouldnt let yourself keep getting hit by the kobold children, he wouldnt have had to use so much of it. That, and complaining about every mosquito bite you get.

[arkol]

"Hey! That mosquito was an half-stirge!"

[Master_Rahl22]

Right, just like that lizard that gave you that nasty bite on your bum must've been half-dragon.

Thomas attempts the last line at a deadpan, but can't help cracking a smile.

[arkol]

"Damn straight!" he goliath says, with a serious face.

He stares atThomas for a few seconds with the most indignant face he can muster but after a few moments he can hold it any longer and bursts into laugher.

[KnightOfV]

The front door bursts open and Rook enters the room with a florish of his cape. It appears I was out galavanting a little late last night, he says with a grin and a wink.

He walks over to the table and bows deeply to everyone seated, the large feather on his hat almost touching the floor. He gestrures dramatically in front of the guild master and produces a rose, seemingly out of thin air.

For you my dear. Always a pleasure to see your smiling face. It appears I have committed a bit of a faux pas and arrived late to an early breakfast gathering. I assure you, once I am presented with the strongest cup of coffee availiable, you shall have my full attention.

He then plops himself in an unoccupied chair and grins around the table to everyone seated.

[Master_Rahl22]

THOMAS

Ah, glad you could make it, Rook. Glenda was just about to brief us on some new, dangerous, lucrative opportunity. So far all we know is that it's not a lead on The Cudgel That Never Forgets, although that still leaves the possibility that we are searching for the Deity's Mace itself. Oh, and you can give me your share of our new Wand of Lesser Vigor any time.

[MikelaC]

ZARABETH

Zarabeth hands over a small pouch that tinkles a bit as it passes into Thomas's hands.
That should take care of things she says with a smile You'll never give up on that Cudgel will you? Silly stick of wood. She flashes one of her blades Give me something sharp and pointy any time over one of those. So Glenda, whats the big deal

[KnightOfV]

Rook flashes a huge smile to Thomas as he helps himself to a mug full of caffinated beverage. My friend, I understand and admire your frugality... but alas... I seem to be a little short on funds at the moment. If this mission is as lucrative as you make it sound, then I will be able to pay you for my share soon- just let me know what I owe. You can take me at my word, I know faith is something you have no short supply of.

Rook surpresses a yawn and waves to Zarabeth. A pleasure to see you as well this fine morning. This will be an enjoyable mission indeed if you are to be traveling with us once more!

[BoomerangFlash]

CLYDE

Forgive me, Thomas. You know that I am no thief, but I will not pay you for "my share" since I will not benefit from it myself.

He takes a long drink from his mug before wiping his mouth and continuing.

I am always happy to be of service to a friend, but I prefer not to finance any endeavors involving the arcane... I am certain you understand my feelings.

Clyde downs the rest of his drink and finishes his meal, pushing aside his plate and silently takes out his tobacco and pipe. He regards Glenda, awaiting further instruction whilst smoking and tapping his finger against the bowl of his pipe.