Chapter 1 - Kem, City of Gold

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Aug 30, 2024 1:01 pm
Fingas, always obsessed with magic, decides to spend his time trying to see what kind of occult shops there are, what hidden magical oddities exist. He'll "explore the sites," but the sites he wants to see are all in the dirty underground of the city. The locals who deal in magical phenomena that's less than legal.
Aug 30, 2024 4:48 pm
Thedore will carouse away all his ill gained coins that he picked the other days. Always an opportunity to fill the pouch back up in the next town. He will not just get drunk and useless though, as he will attempt to gather the latest news and rumors on their destination.
Sep 3, 2024 11:04 pm
Butterfly begrudgingly accompanies Fingas on his errands, shifting uncomfortably as goblin mage deals in his magical gewgaws.
Sep 4, 2024 2:55 pm
OOC:
I think KCC will be back Thurs or Fri. I'll have a post up by Friday that will wrap up this first adventure and leave some plot hooks for the next one. Everyone can level up their character in the meantime. Thanks for your patience.
Sep 6, 2024 2:04 am
Hargrac sticks close to the place where he found the Halfling captain, getting the measure of the fellow. He drinks the first night away, and then sets some time aside to search out the city’s dwarves. Of them, he asks if any have heard of the priestesses lately, or of anything that might help the old dwarf handle the matter once he reaches his destination!
Sep 8, 2024 4:03 am
GM
In a place where money rules all, Fingas is surprised to discover that there is no dirty underground. 'Legality' is a nebulous concept that waxes and wanes depending on the amount of coin one has. Almost anything someone wants to buy can be found at VanZent's Auction House. Once a month they even have a slave auction with the "merchandise" being brought from Dis, the only region in Rul where slavery is legal. In Kem, taboo and dangerous items aren't kept underground, so much as they are kept behind a paywall. There are quite a few magic shops however, peddling charms, potions, and geegaws of dubious value. The real stuff, Fingas suspects, is likewise kept in vaults and other safe places until one has the key of money to unlock them. Spending his day walking among the city, Fingas does stumble upon a one-eyed priest of the Seer standing on a soapbox, preaching the end of the world.

"They seek the end of the world! I have seen its end and it is the written word. As the world was thus created by words, so shall be its end! The words of magic will be used to undo us all! We must not let them find the words! Heed my words, we must excise the taint of magic users before they spell our doom! The Missing Twelve was just the first sign of many troubles ahead."
Theodore spends his day gambling and drinking, staying sober enough to put together whispered words and drunken slips of the tongue. A few of the patrons are sailors and many words are said about missing ships recently off the coast of Set. Speculation abounds that it could be pirates, the great leviathan Ktu'mak, or the displeasure of Oceanus, a near-forgotten minor god of the sea.
In Kem, dwarves aren't as isolated as the goblins and are found in every aspect of daily life. They do tend to congregate at drinking establishments that specialize in dwarven ale, however. The most popular of these is the Malachite Mug. The tavern sign depicts a stone mug made of copper that has oxidized and turned patina green to resemble the color of malachite. Inside is decor befitting dwarves: a large stone hearth, sturdy wood and iron furniture, and walls and floor of finely worked stone. Inside are two dozen dwarves with almost the same number of other ancestries sitting about with their sturdy mugs and plates of meat and potatoes.
Sep 10, 2024 2:13 am
"First sign?" Fingas says to himself. Then louder, to the preacher, "What are the other signs? Where did the Twelve go?"

He doubted he would get the answers he sought, but he had to ask. There may have been something hidden in his words.
Sep 11, 2024 4:50 am
GM
Everything goes quiet as two dozen or so heads turn to stare at the goblin. Fingas can feel their stares boring into him, the weight of their disapproval is almost tangible on his shoulders. This was a sermon, and they were meant to be heard and followed, not questioned. The one-eyed preacher's single eye seems to look through Fingas with a far off but penetrating gaze. "I feel you shall know soon enough, for you are bound to this end-fate. The Daughters of the Moon have been called home by their goddess. Denizens of the sea shall rise from the deep dark waters. Children of the wind will bring the storms, while children of the flames will sow the wildfires, and the children of earth will shake the foundations of the world. The hooded ones seek the Words of Creation to pervert the elements to prepare for His arrival! And I am cursed to bear witness to it all!" His voice rises in a crescendo and as he finishes speaking he screams out wordlessly as his one remaining eye explodes out of his head in a bloody, pulpy spray. He collapses onto his back behind the soapbox. The tension is tight as a garrote and Fingas could very easily be the victim of that taught wire if he stays around after the immediate shock has worn off.
Sep 11, 2024 12:43 pm
Fingas quickly leaves, but as he does so, he pulls out something to write with and begins jotting down notes in his books.
Last edited September 11, 2024 12:43 pm
Sep 13, 2024 10:12 am
OOC:
Are we going to roleplay out this ship portion, or is it a case of subtracting the coin and it getting us to the next step?

Easy either way, but just wondering if I should subtract now or later!
Sep 13, 2024 1:57 pm
OOC:
You can subtract now. Been busy and now got a cold on top of it! I'm finally on vacation for 5 days so I'll be able to kick the next adventure off tomorrow night.
Sep 15, 2024 7:50 am
OOC:
One silver subtracted!

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