Rylek

Hehehehe.... I am still way interested as well.....

Hehehehehehe..... Anyway posty 2 is up. A day late but none the less its up. I must say I like the interrgation rote you took on the poor porr driver lol. Laterz Jay

Letting the ring roll in his hand Zaak begins to ponder to himself, "Hmmm scarelett brotherhood. [email protected]#@'d them all! They will die by hands for what they did to my mother and father. I will need to get a better sense of this organization and find the ones responsible for the heinous act." Drifting off in the darkness with his hood pulled over his head he continues, "Same with the guard. Worthless human scum ----- every one o' em. I think a few of em will also need ta feel a lil discomfort befor the end of my days in this town."

<Part 2...... for the group> On the move to the North Ward….. The Carriage…. After the carriage comes to rest; Vargos, Rothgar, and Eligos make their way out and proceed off into the alleyway; and the driver makes his way into the carriage with Quintilas and Kurith. After taking a few more pulls from the bottle the driver does not really pay attention to his surroundings nor does her really care about the group that departed down the alleyway. However it is apparent he does like the dwarven booze and has quite a taste for the stuff. “My little sister and I” he motions with his head in Kurith direction as he pulls a shiny dagger from its sheath on his leg “would like to have a few friendly words with you about the Hawkwinters. I wouldn't be give’n her a hard time about it either, if you be knowin what’s good for ya, been a long day and she getting right down pissy with the way things have turned out tonight, so this can be easy fer ya or….” he lets the last part trail off as he glances over to Kurith, making sure the driver catches his meaning, then he leans in slightly with the point of the blade directed at the driver. With a glance down at the dagger the driver suddenly becomes uneasy in his current situation. Ttrying to think of something quick he grabs the bottle for another pull. "enough of this bullsh*t" Quintilas says dryly and then slaps the bottle away from the driver as he has it to his lips. “grab’em.., bring’em down!” Quintilas says to Kurith as he reaches for the driver himself. The driver expression after this is one of fear. Kurith sees the half-elf's hand reaching toward the driver, but she has her own method, which she quickly puts to use. Grasping her trusty sap with both hands so that only a half-inch of its tethered grip, she winds back and hammers the driver straight in the groin. As she expected, the driver doubled over forward clutching to protect what remains of his manhood. "I sed what's yer name, human!", Kurith snarls in the man's left ear as she grabs a fistful of hair on the back of the man's neck. "Or is it ya need help rememberin' it." The man immediately doubles over and his name comeout something like, “Eeeeeeoowowoowowowowowwwwww --- F8&K!” “So first your gonna tell us what part of the North Ward the Hawkwinters estate is in, and by what route you were planning on takin us, then your going to tell us all you knows about the Hawkwinters and this spellcaster Tempest he has under his employ.” “oh, and by the gods man, tell her your name before’n she plucks your eye out and eats it like a bloody cherry, its damn painful I gather by the way the last pig squealed, and its not really a pretty sight I tell ya.” he adds, his voice cold and calm. A few more minutes go by as the driver is clutching his family jewels and mumbling vulgarities under his breath. However given time he starts. The driver states, “Names Elistin………” Rubbing his groin he continues, “The Hawkwinters are a lesser noble family of Waterdeep. Live off of Mendever Street.The route was going to be High Road to Traders Way to Mendevers Street.” “Grabbibng the bottle from your hands quickly he takes another pull. He looks at both of you. Keeping an eye on Quintilas’ dagger he continues, “The Hawkwinters’ employ a spell caster by the name of Tempest. She runs one of their shops in the North Ward. As for what she does ----- I am not quite sure ----- just know that shes emplyed by them.” As the pain in his groin is starting to subside he looks at both of you and wryly states, “So ---- curious about the Hawkwinters are ya…. Well ------------------ they got money -------------- lots of money -------------- and friends. Friends for sure ----- and the ones in low places if ye know what I mean. Some say they workin on a plot to make move in the ranks of nobility in the town ----- but those are just rumors.” Elistin takes a hand and slowly reaches into his cloak. Peering out the window he says, “So what happened ta yer friends?”

Short update..... I was able to get part 1 up for Tempest. However I am still working on part 2 so it should be up Tueday after I get home from work... Heheheh wiffey gave me some unexpected / expected news the other day which threw me off into never never land. Laters

<Part 1...... for Tempest> The Hawkwinter Estate…… Lord Hawkwinters Office….. Tempest….. Lord Hawkwinter replies, “You see there is a watch that makes sure all living visitors are out of the cemetery before sundown. Now after sundown it is rumored there is a rogue guild responsible for keeping the walls guarded with traps and the such. Deepwinter Vault is located in the North Western part of the City of the Dead. Now as for the vault itself it is very small however it does contain a secret passage to the Dungeon of the Crypt. You see Tempest the wards have vanished giving anyone the ability to make entrance into the crypt. Once you make your way into the crypt there lies a huge coffin. By rotating the coffin sideways it should reveal a staircase heading off down into the depths of the vault continuing into the crypt. As for the location of the staff I have no idea. As for grave robbing ----- lets call it grave liberating from our point of view, and our sources confirm there have been no such attempts in years. In the earlier times there were but met with bad consequences to the parties involved. Now once you have the staff in your possession we will talk about what is to be done next. First and foremost we need the staff and our focus should be on that item of interest for now.” Leaning back he says, “Now about those wands ---- I will get them for you before your departure.” Sitting back up on the couch he takes a drink of coffee and continues, “Now about the entrance into the City of the Dead. We have secured a point of entrance this evening for quite a high price. As well we were able to secure a crude drawing of the layout of the crypt. Having friends in the right places can get you interesting articles from time to time. But getting back to the entrance of the city it will be done this evening. The rain gives us quite a good cover for making the entrance undetected.” Suddenly there is a knock at the door. You hear one of the staff state, “Lord Hawkwinter ----- there is gentleman here to see you .” Lord Hawkwinter having a perplexed look on his face looks to you and states, “Give me a minute. We will get back to this once I return.” He gets up walks over to the door, opens the door and in the waiting area you see what would appear to be someone of authority in a uniform. Lord Hawkwinter closes the door leaving you to sit alone in the room to collect your thoughts…………

Zaak listening to the exchanges of words begins thinking to himself, "Well if ya want to match arrows I can stick you with one as well" looking directly at the sgt. AsHelegar and the watch make their way down into the hold of the ship Zaak makes his way back into the shadows awaiting their return.

Watching the others enter the building Vincent follows. However before he enters the building he does in fact peer off into the distance to se if he cay spy any movement 'out of the ordinary'.

Dimmesius looks to Karyn and says, "Was just helping clean up. Hows your little friend?" Dimmesius says, "Sure ---- hoping there a place ta eat for rations are getting kinda old." After saying that he grabs up some of the other camp belonging and follws Karyn into the town.

Heyas all, Imma back finally.... My powersupply did a lil more dmg then I would have liked. Friend of mine had to take my pc and do some recovery work as well. But everything seems to be in it proper working order. I believe at the beginning of the new year I have a new PC to buy. (After holidays). But I am going to start to work on our story today and have a post up by tomorrow. Then hopefully without a catch I can get back to 2X a week. Laterz

Heyas all, Sorry for not posting a little in a few days. Unfortunatly for me my PC died at home heh. Needs new power supply and another hard drive. I'll be getting back up this week (hopefully tomorrow) and then I'll post either Tuesday or Wednesday. Right now Imma using a friends PC and better get off of it and continue my visit. Laterz Jay

Dimmesius pulls 'headplitter' free of the log. Thinking to himself, "That was easy enough....." he sheathes his sword and turns around. Looking back in the direction of the camp at where the other two had been he sees noone except the remains of the camp. He then proceeds back to the camp wondering what had happened to the other two. As he proceeds to the camp he does pay particular attention to his surrioundings for anything else that might catch his attention.

Making his way to Toth and Ray, Vincent takes a fast glance down at the corpse. Doing a triple take he looks over at the two and scratches his head. He then takes another look dwon carefully inspecting the corpse. Thinking to himself, "Hmmm mound people???????????????" Vincent then moves away from where Toth and Ray making note not to diisturbe anything in the area he starts to take a closer look at the ground, looking around for tracks, evidence of a scuffle, or anything that may be in the area as well as anything that might appear out of the ordinary. Hearing Toth ask, " Who were the people you let into your house, sir, and where are they now?", Vincent pays particular attention to the answer.

The Hawkwinter Estate…… Lord Hawkwinters Office….. Lord Hawkwinter looks at you wryly and states, “Aye ----- that may just put you into a tight spot. Give me a chance to think of something that may aid you in this predicament.” Lord Hawkwinter looks to you and replies, “I see Tempest ----- I was sure that the staff would in fact intrigue you. With the discussions I had with Lady we were sure you would of liked to be a player in such an instance. Also as for assuming would take on such a role was lets say ‘coincidence’.” Lord Hawkwinter looks to you and replies, “Well Tempest ---- you see we have dealings with lets say ‘certain individuals’ in the lower wards of the city. They help us in certain durties as well as moving certain goods. Now the information I am entrusting with you will only be with you. For you will be responsible for the information. So what information you share is up to you.” Lord Hawkwinter gets up and moves over to his desk. He opens a drawer and retries a document and a book. He walks back over to the couch and takes a seat. He opens the book and starts to flip the pages carefully. As he is proceeding through the book he states, “Tempest ---- I am doing a little research into something that may be able to conceal you for this undertaking if you would give me a moment I’d appreciate it.” He continues to flip through the pages. About a minute or so pass and he shuts to book and states, “I think I have an answer that will suite us perfect.” The Lord walks back over to the desk and places the book back in a drawer. He makes his way back across the room and opens the door to his office and yells out for one of the house servants. In a few moments one of the house staff makes their way to the door. Lord Hawkwinter says something to the man and points off to the upstairs. He then closes the door and makes his way back to the couch. He takes a seat and looks at you. He says, “The Lady shall be down momentarily and will have something that will help you with the link to us. Now getting on with some more of the details, we are not quite sure of hazards that may arise. I have some wands handy in my desk drawer that may help as well.” Lord Hawkwinter sits up on the couch and states, “We are not quite sure of the ‘team’ that has been assembled but --- our companions that have arranged the team --- will have outfitted it appropriately. For they know a few details of what we are going to try to accomplish. They can be trusted 99% of the time. Its amazing what you can buy these days in Waterdeep.” Lord Hawkwinter leans back in the couch and continues, “I am not quite sure if they have deployed a healer type with the party or not ---- but I have something that may help you in that discipline as well. However I am curious do you have any more questions before our ‘party’ arrives?” On the move to the North Ward….. The Carriage…. <Making your way on High Road to the Intersection of River Street> Kurith…. Driver….. “Tempest eh????? She workes for the Hawkwinters ---- skilledin the Arcane Arts --- I think….” Quintilas…. “Thanks…..” <The Driver takes another pull from the bottle and places it back> “Well folks our journey is taking us off towards the Hawkwinters. Coming up will be the intersection of River Street. I wish I could protect you against the elements but I am a little too poor to afford nice covering for the windows. I will try to make it there as quick as possible.” As everyone is in the carriage looking about the scenery outside the lampligters are having a terrible time keeping all the lamps lit. The rain puts most of them out but a few still shimmer in the distance. You do not see very many walking about at this ungodly time for it seems as if all of Waterdeep decided to hibernate for the evening. The driver yells back inside, “So you need me to take any particular route to the Hawkwinters or you want me to get you there in a hurry?”

Walking the perimeter of the log Dimmesius spies a crack. Thinking to himself, "It might just be worth a shot." he grabs headsplitter in his hands. He approaches the crack to one side of the opening and thrusts headsplitter to the inside furiously......