At the lake towerExplain magic music crystals. Ask for research grant, or at least the resources to continue research.
You look at the mage in the poncha, trying to find the words to explain what you want. [4] You make a bunch of clicking noises and wave your hands excitedly in the air. The mage doesn't seem to understand what you are trying to convey, however.
"Yeah, insect dude. This place is totally rad, I know. But seriously, why are you here?"In Belgrad MarketGo to the market and buy a crowbar, some climbing gear, and a hacksaw. Preferrably from different people, because it's mighty suspicious otherwise.
You circle back around and go shopping in the market. You go from stall to stall, buying one item at a time. After some time you emerge back out from the market with everything you need, all bought from different vendors in different parts of the market.
Lost 40G, gained hacksaw, crowbar, climbing gear Cast healing magics on myself to relocate my shoulder and fix any minor wounds.
Sitting up, you focus your mind and put your hand on your dislocated shoulder. [3+1] You close your eyes and put every fiber of your being toward healing your wounds, but to no avail. The healing magic doesn't seem to want to come, and your shoulder snaps painfully into place. Your scrapes and bruises, however, remain.
'Splain comprehensively!
You give your explenation to the woman with much flair and bravado. She raises one of her eyebrows, but otherwise remains silent during your story.
"He was ranting about elves then? That's unusual. We've got plenty of people who don't particularely like the old elves, but uh..." She looks over to her partner, who is finishing up dousing the flames. "Torching libraries is a new one. Anyway, thanks for distracting this guy long enough to keep him from burning the entire building down. We'll take him to lockup." And with that the woman and the man grab the rogue mage and drag him outside, leaving you in the bruned out library.
At a small farming village"Nope, no questions! Let's go!"
Natasha turns to the two men accompanying her, "So, who are you fellas'?"
Start quest, engage in conversation.
The old man again starts to say something, but you signla the other two man and head outside, cutting him off. You move to the field, chatting along the way. The tall, bearded man witht he axe speaks up first.
"Well, I'm Rogan. I come from the northlands. Been travelling some time now, working as a merc'. This here is Terry." He points to the man with the longbow.
"Pleasure to meet you. As he said, my name is Terry. Used to be a guardsman, but that shit is boring as hell. So I left and became a bounty hunter. Me and Rogan teamed up a while back, and now we're here to make some extra dosh. Not a lot of easy bounties left after 6 months is magical lockdown." He chuckles, and you arrive at the fields.
The three of you stand guard, patrolling the fields. Night falls, and still nothing has happened. You begin to wonder wether the old man isn't just going senile, when you hear a load noise.
"Sound like one of the cows in the pen is panicking. What should we do?" On a lonesome road.
>Find a large/central road heading west, follow it.
Watch for any fellow travellers, inspect them. Keep an eye out for any interesting happenings or people along the way.
You look for the largest road, and follow it westwards. After some time, the road seems to veer to the north for a while, on account of a rather large lake. By the time it it splits back west, the signpost reads "North: Maheric Bridge. West: Elven KIngdom." You decide to go west anyway, seeing as these elves might pay better than the humans.
Along the road, you see a a figure heading towards you in the distance. When he comes closer, you see that it's a giant man clad in rusted armour, well over two meters tall. He doesn't seem to be wearing any weapons however. When you pass him he doesn't even acknowledge your presence, but just keeps walking, mumbling something under his breath.
Suddenly, someone grabs your cloak and pulls you hard to the ground. The giant man jumps onto your back. Even from your position where you are eating dirt, you can see arrows landing around you. After a few second the man heaves you back onto your feet, and drags you into a run. His voice is Rough and monotone
"Ambush. After me. They care not about collateral. Arm yourself." You both run behind a large rock. You press yourself to the rock and take a peek. You can sort of make out two humanoid figures within the treeline, and another three running towards the rock. Oh dear.
Wander aimlessly around the fort and ask anyone/everyone I meet for directions to the bear racks!
You wander around the fort, and stop to ask a group of very gruff looking soldiers for the way to the bear racks. The soldiers are greatly amused by your pronounciation and the fact that you're carrying a grwon man over your soldiers. Honestly, it seems that everyone here is pretty relaxed. They give you directions to the barracks, and wave goodbye.
Once you arrive at the barracks, you head to the man the messenger told you to talk to. He is a rather large, scarred man in uniform.
"Aigh, what do ye want? Oh, Heglen send you? That does sound like him, just running off like that. Well, if you want, we can certainly take that hogtied criminal off of your hands. No problem. Would you like to ask him anything, or are just going to go see the commander?"
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