Gameplay - The Dragon Who Asked Too Much

What sort of weapons, armor, and magical gear are you going to wear to this meeting?

Hehsh walks out of the clothing store in slow motion. There is dramatic music playing in the background. If clothing is a sign of wealth than it should be gold. Gold fabric is impractical, but bright yellow colors convey the same idea. He wears, baggy loose trousers along with an equally baggy jacket, which he leaves open, revealing a plain white, sleeveless undertunic . On his head is an odd cap, deliberately turned to the side by the clerk who was assisting him. In the assisting shop keepers words, Hehsh looked "fly man. Them threads are fly." The final piece, the most important piece in Hehsh's mind, is the slew of chains and medallions he purchased to accessorize the outfit. Each chain seems to be competing to be the gaudiest, the shiniest and the biggest, and the combined weight would be enough to kill a man if dropped from a great height. When he rejoins his companions he states simply "The clothes are a little odd, but I really like the hat."

Per tradition, Hehsh does not bathe, instead taking the opportunity to question Toinks. "What can you tell us about your... master?" His face assumes it's reptilian passivity.

Prepared, you enter the room at the end of the hallway. Toinks opens the door and holds it for you but does not enter. Stepping inside you see a powerful figure, an elf of ageless beauty. He had his back to you, but when you enter he turns and appraises you. His eyes flicker over your ensembles, before growing wide. With a gesture, Hasan's crossbow, Hehsh's Pearl, Mavis' dagger, Garth's staff/bracelet all glow brightly even those that are hidden.

"Thieves or pawns, explain yourselves."

Hehsh simply looks at him.

da'Norto growls, a deep base sound that rumbles the entire room. " THOSE WERE HERS! I HAVE SEEN THEM IN HER HOARD! HOW DID YOU COME BY THEM?"

Hehsh lets loose his best draconic roar. Anything it lacks in quality it certainly makes up for in volume. "How dare you! These were gifts. Hard won and freely given after a grave battle that cost many dearly. You think to accuse us?! We recieved these from the dragon Pananthys."

Hehsh should make a Bluff or Intimidate check to sell the falsehood.

Mavis puts her hand up.
'cept me sir. I weren't in grave battle that cost me 'owt. Mistress Pananthys said mine were to assist in deeds t'come.
She smiles weakly, and half-shrugs. Self-aggrandisement is for halflings and humans, dwarves prefer honesty.

The elf leans back and considers Hehsh for a moment. When he speaks, it is quiet, measured. "It is rare for her to give up anything from her collection. In fact, I have not heard of her doing so before. But I will admit that it isn't impossible. But why do you seem familiar, little one?" He adds in Draconic,

Ruby remains quiet as she listens to the dialogue.

Wish I took that book on dragon-ic.

Hehsh growls low. He is actually calming down a little. Kind of. Not really. But he's got his volume under control. He speaks in common for the benefit of the party. "That name was given to me, to us, by the same dragon who gave us these treasures. I am Hehsh. Raised by the druids of Abilonie who found me in the woods on my own. I speak a language that I was never taught. I have powers, powers that are growing. I really, really, REALLY, like gold. I'm worried it might be a problem. And supposedly, I am the child of Mordenth."

He takes a deep breath. "Do I have your trust now?"

The elf closes his eyes, squeezes them shut. His manner calms. "I am Mordenth. I have had many romances over my vast life span. Siring a... child... is rare enough to count on one claw. I did not look to see it in you, I now see the resemblance of a woman I once knew. I see the truth of it."

Continuing to speak directly to Hehsh, he says, "You come on behalf of Pananthys, invoke the name of Albionii. What terrible trouble has brought this to be?"