Soul in Bloom IC

[Maxios]

"Well most likely they're orc, but they may be goblins."

[Mordae]

Envyn shrugs. "Well, be that as it may, I'm sure we can handle the challenge. After all, we only took minutes to dispatch a few harmless centipedes..." His smile carries with it the irony of his words, and he crosses his arms to rest both hands on the daggers at his belt.

[Dragon Elite]

"But I should rest and regain my spells before moving on. Anyway, it's getting dark. We'll leave early in the morning, tomorrow." Kiiran says, leaning on his quarterstaff.

[zyborg]

"If you can deal with my lack of skill," Alexander quips, "I'd be glad to help out. I think my services as a Bard might be better than my services as an archer."

[Gray Mage]

"So I assume there won't be any more questions then? "

[Dragon Elite]

"Nope." Kiiran replies.

[zyborg]

"Other than where this temple actually is," the bard replies, "no other questions from me. I assume that this 'forest' isn't hard to miss, but depending on the size, finding the temple might be a bit of trouble.

[Gray Mage]

"Oh yes, of course. Here, let me give you guys a map to it. It also shows some of the entrances of the temple, but there isn't a layout for the inside. Now, may I ask you if you'd join me for supper, as was promised?"

[Dragon Elite]

"Certainly. It always pays to know your employer." Kiiran says. I know, I know, terrible pun.

[zyborg]

"I agree," Alexander says, nodding. "Your invitation will not be refused - by me, at least, and I don't see anyone else rejecting it."

[Maxios]

"Supper's nice. I was in the middle of eating a ham when those oversized bugs attacked." He tells Drake.

[Mordae]

Envyn bows. "Your generosity is most kind. I shall be happy to accept your invitation."

[Gray Mage]

The man escorts you inside the manor, entering a grand hall. Marble walls surround you and a number of finely made vases decorate the room, two corridors lead from both sides of the room, while in front there is a large double door, a double pair of curved stairs connect this floor to the second. A butler welcomes you and usher you to the small passagewayto the right, while your employer ascends the stairs. His bodyguard, however continues to follow you, as silent as a mountain.
You finally reach the dinning room, where there is a long table set for eight persons.
"Please have a seat, gentlemen. The food will be served shortly."-the butler says before he leaves the room through a side door.

[Dragon Elite]

"It seems that this employer of ours is quite rich." Kiiran says, taking in the room.

[Maxios]

"Fancy." Croix says looking around. He then sits down.

[zyborg]

"This place is nice," Alexander remarks. "Thank you for the invitation." He sits down, and glances at his new 'friends'.

[Gray Mage]

The food arrives minutes after you're seated, as promised. As oposed as one would think, it's nothing fancy, being a simple roasted beef.

[Dragon Elite]

"I don't suppose you might have a light salad or somesuch?" Kiiran inquires while eying the beef suspiciously.

[zyborg]

"This looks delicious," Alexander says, eying the beef. "So, do we serve ourselves, or does someone serve us?"

[Maxios]

The food arrives minutes after you're seated, as promised. As oposed as one would think, it's nothing fancy, being a simple roasted beef.

Croix tears into his beef. "This is good!" he says, his mouth full of food.

[Mordae]

Envyn accepts his portion with equanimity, carving it into smaller bits and regarding the others with a casual eye. "I suppose now that we shall be working together, we had best know one another's strengths so that we may be effective in battle. As you saw in our fight with the centipedes, I specialize in daggers, both thrown and thrusted. I work best when I can stand opposite an ally against the same enemy, for my knives will find the most sensitive places that way."

[Dragon Elite]

"Quite a good idea. I am attuned with nature, and I can easily entangle our enemies. However, the grasping plants will try to grab us, too." Kiiran says, still waiting for his salad.

[zyborg]

After finally serving himself some roast beef and after eating some, Alexander sighs. "I'm good at... playing music." With that statement, he takes out his guitar and starts playing a tune.

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Perform: Stringed instrument - (1d20+8)[25]

"Oh, and I have some skills in battle as a Bard..."

[Gray Mage]

Alex does prove that he's quite good at playing, his music soothes the spirit and is really pleasant.

"Oh yes, master druid, I'll see that it's provided right now."- the butler says, his voice is low and can barely be heard. Again the food arives as promised.

[Dragon Elite]

"Thank you, good man. Kiiran says, slowly eating the salad.

[Maxios]

Croix eats the new food in a minute. He's a hungry, hungry, battle-mage.