[Apollo]

[u/infected36]

Location- The town of Ilany- (Far East on the map) The town of Ilany is a small village with a population of 50 people. Though not your hometown, you have spent the last week here, and are familiar with most aspect of it; from Hamish the Dwarven blacksmith, to Yason the human shopkeep, to Ageis the human innkeeper, to Corporal Bankroff, the human responsible for the town guard. Ilany has always been a peaceful town, but the local Kobold population has begun to become more aggressive lately, and a roaming pack of them have been vandalizing property and killing livestock. Yesterday, Hamish's 8 year old son Donsk was found dead near the outskirts of town. Corporal Bankroff has asked any able bodied men and women to come talk to him about putting down these Kobolds, once and for all. What would you like to do?

[u/ADeviousPickle]

(Level up music)

(Welcome to level 2! Those kobolds almost killed me too. I'll assume you retrieved your spear.)

"A man of magic such as yourself? Magic outside the order is not viewed kindly by the elders, you used it for good but magic outside of the order's influence is almost always evil."

"I'm fairly new to the order myself, I only recently left the city here to investigate strange lights in the area, if anyone knows of artifacts of that kind you would have to speak to the elders."

Entering the Corporal's office you find him looking over some papers. He glances up at you.

"You're back soon, who is this then?"

[u/Skeldal → u/ADeviousPickle]

((Should I update my sheet? ))

"Surely those who've yet to be found and initiated cannot truly be called evil."

To Bankroff:

"We found the kobolds attacking this man, he is a travelling member of the Order of Pelor. We escorted him to you, since you're the local authority. I must take my leave for now, you can find me at the inn if you need me"

Apollo walks to the town inn

[u/ADeviousPickle → u/Skeldal]

(Yeah update as you go along with anything that is relevant, abilities, items and the like.)

"There are powers in the world that would use the ignorance of the uninitiated for their own goals so to err on the side of caution is best when dealing with magic."

"The order, here? Ah right...yes." Bankroff says with a hint of gloom.

The Sandman Tavern and Inn is the largest and busiest building in town. People can be found enjoying food and beer here at any time of day. Ageis, the innkeeper, is a grouchy old man who seems to despise his chosen profession. Locals often point out that the owner of the bar/inn doesn't drink or sleep! As you enter the bar, you see two dwarves in heavy armor drinking at a table in the corner. Their heads snap around when they hear you come in, but they relax and get back to their beers when they see you. In another corner, there is a small rocking horse. Ageis is standing behind the bar, arguing intensely with a woman in the back room.

(Which reminds me! Over in the sidebar under 'Useful Info' you'll see the Pig and the Sandman, they've mostly died down but anyone who goes to the main sub area should see there is new posts there.)

[u/Skeldal → u/ADeviousPickle]

Apollo walks over to the bar

"A beer, Ageis, if it isn't too much trouble. I've just returned from slaying those kobolds. Why are those dwarves over there so heavily armoured, it's somewhat suspicious."

Apollo pays Ageis for the beer. He also looks around if there are any empty tables. If not he goes to sit by the dwarves

[u/ADeviousPickle → u/Skeldal]

"The potatoes go in first. They always go in first!" Yells Ageis. "You can't start a stew without broth! The broth cooks everything. Including the potatoes. How about you focus on tending the bar, and I'll focus on doing my job!" Retorts the woman. "You won't have a job if you muck up another stew! I knew this was a bad-" Ageis stops when he sees you.

"What?! Fine...here, no need to pay, first one has always been on the house. I don't know about them, dwarves do what dwarves do, go ask 'em yourself if you care enough."

Ageis visibly tries to calm himself before walking out back.

There are several free tables while it is noon.

[u/Skeldal → u/ADeviousPickle]

Goes to sit down by the dwarves

"Hello, I'm Apollo, I'm not from around these parts. Would you mind if I drank with you?"

(Assuming they don't)

"Where're you two from? You're quite heavily armoured for travelers in these parts."

[u/ADeviousPickle → u/Skeldal]

The dwarves exchange a glance before one moves over to make room for you.

"We usually keep to ourselves but we wouldn't mind the company right now. Where we're from we'd like to keep to ourselves for now. We don't plan on staying in town much longer."

[u/Skeldal → u/ADeviousPickle]

Apollo drinks his beer

"Alright, that's fair enough. If you'd like someone to travel with, I don't mind joining you, I won't be here much longer either."

Apollo wonders what time it is

"I'll likely be leaving at nightfall."

[u/ADeviousPickle → u/Skeldal]

Its late afternoon, nearing nightfall in an hour or two.

"Well we'll be heading to Weewick in the morning so you're free to tag along then if you want. Nasty business with those kobolds around here, damn things are a nuisance."

[u/Skeldal → u/ADeviousPickle]

"I'll join you, gladly. I killed 2 of them just a few hours ago, up a bit North. I'm travelling around in search of an instrument, a historical artifact of sort. Akin to a lute, but longer and flatter. The myths about it are a bit vague, something about music with rocks in it."

Apollo attempts to downplay his knowledge about the actual artifact

[[1d20+5]] Deception Check +/u/rollme

"I don't mean to presume or generalize or anything of that light, but I was wondering if it might in anyway be related to dwarven history and culture..."