Wizard Game

Apr 24, 2025 8:01 pm
The Great Gondel has invited a select group to participate in Wizard's Game. The group arrives at Gondel’s mansion and find yourselves in a lavish audience chamber.

A roaring fire place in the shape of a beast’s mouth casts shadows across the fine furniture. A grand staircase with red ornate carpet leads up into a dark second floor. The smells of fine incense with an underlying layer of sulphur linger in the air. In a far corner a hookah stuffed with fine tobacco sits surrounded by pillows. A bowl of cherry tarts, pecan pie squares and lemon cakes rests on a platter accompanied by bottles of ale and wine for your enjoyment while you wait to meet with the Great Gondel.
OOC:
The time while waiting can be used to introduce themselves and role-play if you like.
Apr 25, 2025 4:14 pm
Shylath steps into the room and grabs a piece of lemon cake. "Gondel sure knows how to host. The circumstances are very different from the last time we met, but I don't dislike it one bit!" says the wizard, one hand on his staff, before biting at the cake while looking at his newfound companions. The tone betrays that he might not be telling the whole truth.

"How did you meet the man yourself?" he asks around.
Last edited April 25, 2025 4:34 pm
Apr 25, 2025 9:43 pm
Cinna struts into the room and scoops up a bunch of tarts and a bottle of wine and then sprawls on a chair to indulge. She is a lithe young redheaded woman wearing leathers and a hat, with a blade at her hip. She has the look of a sailor about her, but with the build of a dancer or acrobat. She looks at Shylath and says, "How do I know him? I don't! I got a tip that I could make a good score here. I figure it's probably a scam, but I didn't have anything else going on, so...Whatever. Oh, uh, the name's Cinna."
Apr 25, 2025 11:47 pm
The towering barbarian Priest Hevlorn stooped his head slightly as he entered the room. He scanned the table of food and curled a lip in disgust, "Is there no meat?" he inquired before taking up a spot on the floor next to the fire. The chairs here were too small for his frame and even if they weren't they were too soft and leisurely. None of his clan would be caught dead lounging in such idol comfort.

He answered the question, "I do not know this Gondel... I was told there might be need of my sword, so I came... I am Hevlorn, priest of Ramlaat."
Apr 26, 2025 1:08 am
"Ramlaat eh? His worship is not common in the places I frequent. Still, you seem like a stout fellow, good sort to have at your side in a hairy situation. And try the cherry tart down there on the end. It's not meat, but I doubt you'll regret it."

He looked around at the others. "I know of the Wizard by reputation only. My name is Simon Ravenstone."
Apr 26, 2025 7:52 am
"Glenchor. Glenchor Dankworth." The greasy-haired, rat-faced man takes a little bow. "I was merely told there was a need for my services, and the opportunity for... monetary compensation." He leaves unsaid the dire straits he's in, but his urgent need for coin is written all over his face, and told in the shabbiness of his outfit. He moves over to the platter to help himself, more than a few pecan pie pieces finding their way into his voluminous pockets.
Apr 26, 2025 11:56 am
The large man ignored Simon's suggestion of tying the Cherry Tart's. It was weak persons food that only kept them weak. Nothing about the priest exuded any suggestion of his being weak. Besides his sparse leather armor he seemed to possess little else save a longsword and shield, both strapped to his back.
Apr 26, 2025 1:22 pm
"You can call me Shylath!" answers the wizard to anyone who asks. "And I guess we will all have to wait what good old Gondel has to propose..."
Apr 29, 2025 4:53 pm
Thorg stands near the table eating one of the pie. "Not bad" he thought. As crumbs of pie were sticking into his thick beard, he eyed the other who answered the call. An interresting group for sure.
Last edited April 29, 2025 4:54 pm

Gondel The Great

_Tripp__

Apr 30, 2025 8:40 pm
Gondel The Great

In a sudden flash of light a rather plain looking man dressed in fine clothes appears. He takes a lingering look at each of you, licks his lips, a nasally voice issuing forth, "Well met, well met. Thank you for your interest in participating in my games. A fine bunch we have heerree..." If you succeed a fine reward of treasure you collect during Wizard Game is yours to keep. Shall we begin?" He reaches over with his pudgy fingers seizes a cherry tart winks at Hevlorn before taking a bite.
May 1, 2025 12:48 am
Cinna looks over when the man appears. She sizes him up and says, "Well! You're more than you appear, ain't ya? Sure, let's get this circus rolling!"
May 1, 2025 8:37 am
Hevlorn got back up to his feet, more than ready to get the show on the road. He ignored the little mans 'wink'. He took note of his statement that they could keep what they find during the game. The only thing better than killing stuff was getting better gear to do the killing with.
May 1, 2025 1:23 pm
Grabbing his stuff Thorg verifies he has everything in order.
"What should we expect from this games? " he ask the wizard.
May 1, 2025 5:46 pm
Now that the man himself appeared, Shylath does not show off so much and keeps his distances. If anything he looked mildly surprised by his looks and composure.

Still he follows the others.
May 2, 2025 4:34 pm
Glenchor jumps when the wizard suddenly appears, but quickly gathers himself, especially at the mention of treasure. He brushes some errant crumbs off his shirt and listens intently.

You do not have permission to post in this thread.