Ispin Greenshield is dead
As he dies, Beklin Uth Viharin, a knight of Solmania, issues a request to those who knew him: to call him to the town of Vogler for a final farewell; A final revel, as ispin greenshield dragonlance would require.
Korok Blackman thinks back to the sunken ship.
The craftsmanship gives Korok a suspicious look. The triplet starts walking along the pier towards the city. The tire started protesting the lack of plate reinforcement.
“The matter with the whale was not my problem.” Korok fights.
The workmanship remains unbelievable.
“That whale went of its own accord.”
“Mmmmmm.” The workmanship raises an eyebrow. “You supported him.”
Korok smiled and chuckled. “Sure, maybe a little.”
“That your boat?” The inquiry was conducted by a man sitting on a cluster of barrels. His matted facial hair, white woolen jumper and blue woolen cap gave him out as an angler. An unlucky streak runs through Commander Birdseye.
“Not much anymore.” Tire said angrily.
“Navigational Hazard Fragment.” Birdsey noted.
“It’s an interest in the ecosystem of the neighborhood.” Korok suggests. “Give it a few years and it will be home to a wide range of fish. Maybe a coral reef.”
“You’ll need a drifter’s rest.” A line shows the chorus and the triplet begins.
The city is clearly and noisy and considering it doesn’t offend effort or craftsmanship, Korok is restless. It’s a far cry from the forest where he grew up: overly closed off; Too much fake smell; Unnatural
Drifter’s Rest is a non-exclusive dream bar. A few beneficiaries get to sit at the tables and partake in a fish-based breakfast. A candor, slumped over the bar, a paper over their head, groans with a headache.
“It’s like someone else is worried about me.” Tier notes as the bar posts a triplet and his players give it their all to ignore the fourth PC’s offer. Food and drinks are bought, which is paid for by Kurok. He advises the barkeep and the GM enlightens the players that in this mission they will be overseeing the party’s assets. As they eat, the three companions examine how they will get from Kalaman to Vogler. It would take two or three days to walk it by the light of a guide.
What takes you to town?
Just passing through “Sorry about that. A glass is cleaned as he speaks. Loosely cloaked figures are being spotted in town. Watch out, they’re planning something terrible.”
Back at the table the craft removed its covering shroud.
“The man is wearing a hood.” “He’s one of them,” Kander groans and waves in the direction of the craftsman.
“It speaks.” Korok commented to the barkeep.
“Stayed here all evening.” The barkeep nodded.
“Damn right.” Candor replies.
He turns his attention back to the barkeep. “You inquired if we were looking for work: you know there’s a procession going to Vogler?”
“I’m a watchman for a train going this way.” Kander reports. “Assuming you’re with me I can sign you up.”
Tires and workmanship join the Coroc at the bar.
“It is a pleasure. Tell me great Kander what is your name? “Old Mann”
The gathering takes the bar back and proceeds out of town where the exchange train is gathering. Ould introduced them to the top of the band, a man who could have been named Barry or Nigel, yet I did not record him on paper and fail to remember him.
“Barry/Nigel, I’ve found a few extra gatekeepers for the procession.” Old Man pointed at the craft, Korok, and Tyr. “They have mighty heroes who have faced many conflicts and slain a great number of beasts.”
“Better believe it, don’t worry.” “We’re only at the letter level,” Kurok warns.
“Try not to lower yourself. The majority don’t go above zero.” Barry/Nigel demands attention. “Two gold per day of compensation, we leave tomorrow first thing. What do you say?”
The gathering spent a little time getting to know Barry/Nigel. It turns out that the man is a keen angler and means to enter the kingfisher celebration which is being held in Vogler the day after Aspen Greenshield’s memorial service. He sets out to catch an incredible fish: Benbog the Linebreaker. Craft ends up being very knowledgeable about fish and can provide Barry/Nigel with a viable guide on the best way to catch a Bennebog.
Tires ovals and crafts buy casting pools on their own. As a druid. He cannot wear metal reinforcements, or wear anything he can use. . Cadmus who runs Ordnance. The DM struggles to come up with a name for this new ship and the players name it ‘Elfie MacElphis’. Alfie is a shiny human leather worker.
“Too shiny for me.” “Do you have anything with less sequins?” says Korok.
“I have this set that I plan to put away this evening.” Unfortunately Elfy marks.
Feeling terrible for the leatherworker, Korok agreed to allow him to add flecks of green to the protective layer to flare out.
At the motel, after organizing the rooms, the craftsman chooses to make some extra coins by playing a card game with the locals. It’s not exactly satisfying what the game is, and it varies from player to player.
In the main round of matches, things get intense for Wanderers and the Old Man brings home a gold award. In the second round the craftsman explains how to recover his bad luck and Old bows.
A supreme Bandha-puranaic being moves his direction through the group that has gathered. “Could you like a hand ispin greenshield dragonlance?”
“I alone approve, much obliged.” Craft’s responses, surprised.
“No, what I said was ….. Ah S**t” Humiliated. Korok follows. “Can you like a hand? What was I thinking?
Korok pats the legendary figure on the shoulder. Open up ok just need a little time. The lawyer said that he withdraws.
The presence of the mythical entity has caused some confusion among the group.
Craft tries to stake up to two gold in a game and most of the motel regulars are shy.
“I will answer your test!”
Like a great deal. There has been a large part of the night. The next day Korok finds his new ispin greenshield dragonlance camouflage protective layer, which the DM shows looks like a Camp 70s Robin Hood. Barry/Nigel at the parade is excited that part of the party has put resources into fishing gear.
The first day of the tour passes normally. Normal type, not undead classification.
“Is this some kind of fantasy or something?” Tire gets some information about seeing corpses ispin greenshield dragonlance.
Cork shrugs. “I don’t know.
The thought makes Tyr feel awkward, Korok just smiles. Tyr ispin greenshield dragonlance receives a blessed image of Carrie Juliet, Tyr receives a portrait of the Lord of War, and Korok receives a portrait of Habakkuk.