Game thread

OOC: I have been sick, so I haven't gotten to react to the "rolling eyes" thing I noticed from my Perceptions check. So this will catch me up to current with a little back in time to now.

Wenric is enthralled with what is going on here. When he set out to "help" based on the request he saw, he did not expect it to go this smoothly and easily. Am I an adventurer now?! Wenric thinks with perhaps misplaced glee, only thinking of the stories he had heard, not the hardships those heroes faced in the stories. He watches the others, some obviously way more accustomed to this style of life then he. Taking it all in, his excitement grows as indicated on the ridiculous grin he holds on his face.

I want to be a hero like in the stories, surely these guys are heroes as well. he thinks to himself, having never seen a real Hero from stories, he doesn't really know what to look for. He just sees people in real armor, a cleric, a dwarf, and the flamboyant man that talks funny. Now they are getting a real quest, something that needs to be done for Lord Hendrick (a real Lord!) but he sits back and listens to the others.

Wenric listens to the exchange, all the while his excitement building. He listens to the Lady Xadania talk with Dalton, know she is serious and taking the initiative, so he listens and watches the conversations intently. Wait, Dalton just rolled his eyes. Wenric thinks as he notices the mans reaction. Why would he not take this seriously for his lord? He gives Dalton a wondering look as he turns to leave the room.

I need to tell Xadania what I saw, when there is a chance. he follows the others out as they argue about respect, and when it should be given. He follows the rest out of the house, ready to begin this new adventure, which is already way more exciting then the streets of Denmore.

(OOC: This should bring me up to now, and I will react again after more posts.)

(OOC: Just a bit of light ret-con, don't mind me.)

As everyone was filing out of Dalton's house, they had to pass the tavern to get off the town square on the way to the mill. Hao, slightly exasperated by the "respectfulness" of his new companions, decides to drop in for quick one on the way. If he can get a lead on this lost tab while he's at it...

OOC: Hao makes no secret of this. He's not trying to be sneaky or circumspect. Anyone paying attention may have noticed him veer off, but he doesn't say anything unless directly addressed.

Hao puts on his "charming" smile and goes looking for Meril.

Wenric, feels his heart strings pull a little at this sight. He lost his parents, and know's this feeling. Wenric moves closer to Byron to offer him comfort. He looks back at the group, his eyes showing his empathy for the man and hoping to show "we need to help" in those eyes. He does not want to speak though.

"Of course, Byron. We will do everything we can to find your boy. A wanderer, is he? I was a wanderer myself, once. I always found my way back. Your boy will too. I'll need to speak to the last few people who he saw on the day that he disappeared. I will also need to know where he was known to go when he went wandering. That will be a good start." I reassure him with a soothing pat on the shoulder.

"And just think. Once he's home, he's bound to have a great story to tell. It'll likely be one he won't soon forget." Thurbrek offers a reassuring smile.

"Well m'dear, I heard a rumor ye had some trouble wit a customer recently. One what neglected to settle his tab. I'd be happy lend," Hao places a hand significantly on his sword hilt, "a hand with that situation. What can you ye tell me?" He smiles "charmingly" at Meril.

OOC: Let me know if you'd like a Charisma check or something.

"Thank you, Byron. Could you give a physical description of the boy? Does he have friends we could speak with?"

Hao will hang around the tavern a bit, have a drink, likely buy a drink or two for some locals and chat them up. He's looking for info on this tomb; where is it, who's buried there, how old it it, etc.

Investigation check?

Given that information, Hao will head over to the mill and rejoin the rest of the party. He updates them on the info he has gathered.

Sorry for the lame RP; busy day, just wanted to get everyone back together so we can move forward.

"I thank you for your time. Fret not, for we will do everything in our power to find out what happened to your boy." I bow my head towards him and make to leave.

"Perhaps we should investigate these fields for ourselves? What say you?" I turn to the other members of my rescue party. I will come to know their strengths in time, but as of this moment they are not familiar to me. Perhaps if given the opportunity, they can prove themselves to me?

"Oui! Lets us go! Adventure awaits!"

"Yes, that seems, er, excitin'...?" Thurbrek isn't sure of himself, or this strange group of adventurers he's caught up with. But, it seems like it will take his mind off his frustrations about his ale brewing, so he's going for it.

"My lady, I would love to join you!" Wenric says, obviously excited. He then collects himself, remember this isn't a childish adventure. There is a kid in trouble. "I think we should focus on the boy Logan first. Children don't belong out there by themselves. He could be scared, hungry, or even hurt. We need to find him." he finishes, with a very confident tone. Not everyone gets saved like me. he thinks.