Thank You For Playing today's 1 st /2 nd
Ed. AD&D game 06/07/2020 - From 8:10 pm EDT, until 11:00 pm EDT, and our 5th
Ravenloft Play Test Gaming Session, goes out to: Cleric / Fighter – Half Elf
– Fuci Lumet - Zenny Fighter – Dwarf – Borimor
Redbeard - Roxxifarius Ranger – High Elf – Puto
Magee – Buddy-D Thief – Human- Norrila
Vita - Phoenix Whom Could Not Make It
Today! Cleric (of Lightning) –
Hairfeet Halfling – Levin Quinley - Devin
M. ???? - Jack J. Ranger – Human – Dix
Ashien - Christopher
G. Game Summary for Sunday (06/07/2020): Opening Scene: Day 1: May 11; 6:00
am: A week has now passed since the
previous search party has been heard from and a group group of Kellee
townsfolks has been assembled to hunt for Elgin and see what happened to the previous
two parties, if possible. The group is inside the Tall Mug Inn having breakfast
before leaving town. Puto is talking to a lady that reeks
strongly of ale, asking her what if anything she knows about Elgin. Aara
is a stoutly built woman with broad hips and back. She seems to be in her late thirties.
Her shoulder length, black hair is streaked with a few stray grays. When she
smiles, it is
noticeable that she is missing one of her front teeth. She wears
a knee length dress that has a burgundy top and silver skirt with black demask
patterns on it.
A stained apron protects the front of her dress. Aara the brewmeister s ays,
"Aye he’s a scoundrel, but he was always quick to buy another round for
the room. Couldn’t hold um spirits though. I could drink um under the table on
me worst day. When he was in town, hit was always a gay time." Aara pauses and smiles with a
gap-toothed grin. "Once I took him home wit me,
oh what a night.” A concerned look creeps over her visage, “Oh I shouldn’t uh
said that. I’ll be thanking ya to be keepin that under ya hats. Alee-onna is
dead now, as it is, no need in addin to the town’s hurts." Fuci, asked Aelswith the
Innkeeper about Elgin, and all she had to say was, “ Alee-Onna,
my singing girl was all twiterbated over that rapscallion. He done broke her
heart. She's dead now and likely by that creep." Fuci says, “ Damn. That's
a shame. I'm sorry for your loss. Do you have any clue about his
whereabouts?" Aelswith says, “She has no idea
where Elgin could be now”. Borimor asks Hoc about Elgin. Hoc the trapper, is a wiry
man in his early thirties. He is a little taller than the average man in
Kellee, being around five feet ten inches tall. His shaggy blond hair is dirty
and unkempt. He wears a sleeveless, dark green tunic and brown leather
breeches. On his belt, he carries a long knife and a quiver of arrows. He has
an unstrung short bow strapped to his back. Hoc says, "He is
a dangerous one he is. Soons cut ya as shake ya hand. Sayin that though, if ya
could get him to make a deal, he’d stick to it. A turn coat he’s not. Torr says
he killed the wolf pack for they share of the loot, maybe… but those boys was
like brothers to him, sos I have a hard time seein him doing it." "Last place I heard he might
have been, was that silver mine up on the border, but that’s before the killin
round these parts started." “I can show you the way to the Candlestick
mountain mine for a few silvers.” Borimor, thanks Hoc for the
information and pays him 5 silvers up front. Yrse is the next inn patreon
asked about Elgin. Yrse
is a squat man, his husky build makes him seem shorter than his true five feet
seven-inch height. He has a shaved head and a heavy, black mustache. He appears
to be in his mid-thirties. Yrse wears heavy, gray tunic and thick linen trousers
of the same color. Yrse is the wheelwright. Yrse says, "That
bastard kilt my maw and paw! If you find him, I’ll give you fifty gold to let
me have first crack at him!" Borimor says, “I’ll remember
that as we go looking for him.” Yrse says, "Well I
don't think he is in Kellee, you can be sure of that. Even the Dark Brotherhood
wouldn’t hide that scum. He’s out in the woods someres. Them woods are slap
full of nasty things. If I was you, I’d take some of that healing ointment old
Oslac sells in his shop down yawn ways. It will fix ya right up if ya get hurt,
out in the sticks." Borimor thanks Yrse and says he
will stop at the apothecary before leaving town. Then Awel the jeweler is asked
about Elgin. Awel
is a short woman, standing only five feet tall, she appears to be in her late
twenties. She keeps her dishwater blond hair in a bun. Her dress is made of
lime green velvet. It covers her to her ankles and has elbow length sleeves.
Small round spectacles rest on the bridge of Awel’s nose, making her blue eyes
seem unnaturally large. Awel says, "Elgin's a monster.
If they catch him, I hope they find a way to execute him that takes days.
Beheading is too good for the likes of him. He killed Rodra, my silver
supplier. Sure, Rodra was a little strange, but he was a dwarf, so you’d expect
that. That bastard didn’t have to kill him and his family, up on Candlestick
Mountain. He could have just robbed them and left them alive." Fuci says, “Wow, he's killed a lot
of people. We'll make sure to burn him for you." The party asks Jowan the coachman,
about Elgin. Jowan
is a broad-shouldered man with a neatly trimmed mustache. He keeps his short
dark hair slicked back. He wears a high collared, blue jacket, with an auburn
shirt underneath it. His snug fitting, white, wool britches are tucked into the
tops of his shiny, black riding boots. A saber hangs in a metal scabbard, from
his belt. Jowan says, "first had dealings
with him and his lot back a few years ago. They blocked the Road, said they’s
collecting tax. I knew what was afoot as soons as I seen um, but there was too
many of um for me and mine to handle, sos I payed up. The Wolf told me to drops
the tax in a box in a tree stump, by the Koshka Bridge, from then on, whenever
my coach came north of Egertus. I reckoned it was just the cost of doing
business in these parts, sos I added the cost into the price of my fare. When I
went to the tax box to pay for this trip. I saws that my payment from last trip
was still there. When we pulled into Kellee this morning, I found out why. One
less ting I gota worry about whens I come north, from now on." They head to the apothecary and
Oslac sells 1 jar of first aid paste for 4 coppers, then off they head,
traveling the Timori road then turning onto the North road with Hoc as a guide. About a hour and a half later on the
North road the near the same area where the farmer’s cart used to be, the
Unseelie Sprites spring on the party! Surprise Rolls are made and nobody
was surprised by the Unseelies showing up! However, the sprites have a fear
effect which can cause people to run away so a Saving Throw Vs Spell is made by
everyone. Only Fuci made the saving throw and
thus the rest of the party retreats back down the road, running at full speed
for 1 minute as rolled. Fuci, momentarily pauses then decides to run and catch
up with the rest of the group! Fuci says, "Now that you're
done being panzies, shall we go slaughter those little shits?" Borimor says, "Yes, Lets go
kill them evil flies". Norrila says, "Do you normally
have foot tall naked monsters run at you Fuci?" Fuci says, "No. Usually it's 5
foot tall naked women, and I usually win against them. Usually. " Again they approach the area where
the unseelie sprites were. This time Heward and Hobb the henchmen, Beta the dog and Fuci were
surprised. The Saving Throw vs Spell against
the Fear effect is made. This time only Beta the dog, Hobb
the henchman and Levin were not feared but like before with Fuci, they decide
to run back and catch up with the rest of the party! Norrila says, "You know. What
if we just go around them? Like a good mile around them. Maybe two. I’d be fine
with four." Fuci says, "Yeah, let's do
that." Borimor says, "I be fine wit
takin a longer walk"
So now the party takes a long detour
into the woods off the north road, in the hope they loop around the Unseelie
Sprites and it turns out they avoid them and any other possible random
encounter while in the woods. So eventually they come back out onto the North
road, way farther up ahead and continue on.