Baldur's Gate : The Sword Coast Chronicles : NWN2 Persistent World

The streets seems to be going on endlessly, his legs starts getting weary, where did that freak go? he can't have gotten far! He rushes past several guards and merchants, who all seem completely uninterested in what is going on, and makes no attempt to stop him. Did they not see that man?

After chasing a mere shadow for what seems like hours, he suddenly finds himself in a street that he doesn't recognize. Blasted fool, may the Spider-Queen drag you to the pits! Suddenly he hears mad cackling coming from behind me, with a swift move draws his dagger and turns around, only to hear. did you perchance speak to me, "friend"?

Jai'liinan jumps, a loud scream pierces through the everyday chatter at the marketplace, immediately everyone stops doing whatever they were doing, and turns towards where the scream came from. Then they hear it, a weird alien sound that makes their spine shiver and legs uneasy.

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What did they find? Jai'liinan turns around tries to look at the group of guards passing through the marketplace. What are they carrying? that can't possible be the corpse. Though whatever it is, it's loosing large amounts of blood, but it can't be. Can it? i mean it's the size of a small crate, were did the bones go?

After the guards have passed, and people have gone back to their business, Jai'liinan walks to the trail of blood left by whatever the guards were carrying, he leans down and touches the blood. This isn't blood, it's....slime? it doesn't make any sense, just -what- did they carry with them?

//More details will come at a later time

Searchers after horror haunt strange, far places.
- H.P Lovecraft

Arnaut hears the rumors and the wild speculation making the rounds in the Dark Weavings Bazaar with only half an ear. A gruesome end to some fool chasing shadows. Not entirely unusual for this city of deals with its wide assortment of visitors from all corners of the Underdark. Odd creatures with odd appetites have been known to occasionally step out of line. That the city guards seem to have been covering up the incident instead of sending in some slaves on mop up duty makes it somewhat more interesting but then who has time for such official skullduggery?

He stops and stand frozen for a moment. The bit, just now, about the victim oozing slime focuses Arnaut's attention and an apprehensive half-scowl replaces his previously complaisant expression. His contentment ruined the handsome dark elf knows that nothing but greater clarity in the matter will do. It seems that he will have to make further inquiries after all, the past has an ugly way of intruding just when things appear to be falling into place.

With a small sigh Arnaut walks purposefully on.

Dilarra Do'Rret takes note of this event, wondering how she may gain advantage from it.

As a commoner and a scout, Dilarra's sole way of being noticed in Sshamath is by proving her worth as a scout mercenary. At least that is the way she intends to gain notice. The males of this city are rather forward and they find it difficult not to gawk like hungry beholders at her great drow beauty.

Hopefully her armor, weapons, and martial skills as evidenced by her cat like walk will deter the males from annoying her.

Dilarra walks up and takes the scent of the foul creature and smells his odor and examines the blood from the cavern floor. She listens for the sounds of breathing from the creature. She follows from the crowd at distance to see what becomes of the creature. Perhaps there are more such things in the tunnels. Since Dilarra practically lives in the underwilds and tunnels she makes it her business to learn all she can.

You never know when she may have to face such a creature.

((I like the character concept and the portrait is nothing short of stunning. ))

(Quick question on Character lvl for this Event. As to which lvl character I would choose to respond with)

My best,

Braithwaite

So just for everyone to be on the same page...at least for those on the East Coast of the US. 17:00 GMT+1 = 5:00pm+1 so 6pm GMT=12:00pm+1 to Event Time EST would be 1pm?

Can someone Confirm this time translation for me. I missed two events before because of Wrong Time Translations.

My best,

Braithwaite

Sorn would turn at the spectacle, was nearly making a trade with one of the merchants, but this got him intrigued, when he catches a glimps of the corpse, his eyes and face turns into a mad grin, he doesn't say anything and merely walks towards the inn, waiting for the rockslide of rumors and information that would soon be filling the establisment.

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Can someone Confirm this time translation for me. I missed two events before because of Wrong Time Translations.

//http://www.thetimezoneconverter.com/
//this has an easy simple interface

Braithwaite wrote:So just for everyone to be on the same page...at least for those on the East Coast of the US. 17:00 GMT+1 = 5:00pm+1 so 6pm GMT=12:00pm+1 to Event Time EST would be 1pm?

Can someone Confirm this time translation for me. I missed two events before because of Wrong Time Translations.

My best,

Braithwaite

Actually, it is 11:00 AM EST.

Thank you very much Kenshin for doing the propper math for me!

*Watching from the hights of the spire...perched comfortably between a craig fissure, Gwirk spies the movements that has captured the keened eyed attention of those in the Bazzar

"This appears to be bit of buggery that had produced very unexpected crowd responce" ... *sends a coded gem glimmer to one of his contacts in the Bazzar, instructing to distract the Sargtlins and secretly tag the odd corpse with a cryptic rune. This would allow his contact to scrye knowedge from those that examine what was carried off.

"By the end of next Cycle...I should have got a report back from what can be scryed by my Bazzar colleague...The 7th Circle will not be left out in the Vast on this matter"

*takes out a small pouch and begins to oil his gnomish bow gearings with refined goblin ear grease

//// level 14-20 hmmm... lets see I'm almost level 13 and I have 7 days to go. *wipes sweat from brow*

Zaknas noticed a group of adventurers were gathering to investigate the incident. *Hmm, this is intriguing, what did the guards find ?*. As a drow wizard, it was his nature that he was interested in anything mysterious and unexplainable. Curiosity alone drove him to join the party and look for the answer.

The Faern of Baendar took a moment to rest his eyes from a mound of paperwork. Rubbing the side of his forehead, Cal noticed a servant approach his desk carrying a notice. He motioned the letter to be placed on the desk and dismissed the servant. Starting with just a glance, his attention became more heightened as he read further into the letter detailing the recent event.

"Interesting.." Cal placed the letter to the top of his desk to keep it within view. He would investigate the matter further if he found time.

((I will give a tentative an accept. I am almost level 13 and I will try and make level 14 before the date!