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

A poster has been placed friendly arm's inn. A diagram of some sort is drawn on piece of paper. The paper itself appears to be non-magical.




((OOC: If you want to run skill check on poster or if you believe you might know the language, send pm. Send skill checks along with modifiers. Unbuffed checks preferred, gear bonuses are okay.

From the depths of shadow's embrace the sign is torn down.. As the form emerges from the shadows, by the fire, she can be heard snorting as she drops it in the flames. Bloody rude. Bet that scribble's not even a language.... She watched as the sign was devoured by the flames, then shrugged and walked off. Swive'n idiots..

Silver_Lining wrote:From the depths of shadow's embrace the sign is torn down.. As the form emerges from the shadows, by the fire, she can be heard snorting as she drops it in the flames. Bloody rude. Bet that scribble's not even a language.... She watched as the sign was devoured by the flames, then shrugged and walked off. Swive'n idiots..

Copy of poster quickly reappears at the same location.

//just to speed it along.

*As the fliers get ripped down, they go back up within minutes. People visiting the inn begin wondering what strange phenomenon this is. Perhaps its a sign of the gods in struggle. Perhaps its the doing of two drunkards with a lot of free time on their hands. Needless to say, there will be a lot of dead trees long the Coast, and Bentley might need to hire someone to clean the soot in his chimney.*

After losing two posters, author got fed up with it.

Near campfire, new "poster" is affixed to lamp post.



A fairly thick iron sheet with letters is attached to the lamp post in pretty much permanent fashion - two sets of metal "tape" of sorts run through the sheet with letters, encircling the lamp post. Both tapes are hammered closed forming solid metal ring that fixes sheet in place. Seeing that lamppost isn't burned down one may assume that the whole process didn't take too long.

A blue-robed wizard notices the sign and examines it with expert detail.

//PM sent.

Cyrus muses over the metal plate, pulls our a piece of parchment and charcoal, and makes a rubbing of the poster, making sure it is an exact readable copy. Then returns to his library where he begins to study it.

((PM Sent))

Llywelyn pauses on noticing the sign. Then he makes his way over to it! The one-eyed man leans forward a bit, reaching up to scratch at his neatly-kept beard.

"By Urdlen's little claws. I haven't seen any of the primordial scripts in ages." He laughs, mostly to himself. He doesn't seem to pay much heed to those who might be around, as, indeed, it's quite rare for him to stop at the fire for any sort of socializing.

Squinting his good eye at the sign, the golden-armored man appears to focus for a very long time.

"If . . . you . . . can apprehend . . ."

He shakes his head, starting over. "If you can understand this text know this . . ."

Llywelyn leans back a bit, intrigued. Albeit slightly annoyed at having to think so hard for just a teaser.

"I'm . . . looking . . . for . . . enchanter? . . . of . . . significant . . . power . . ."

The Light-Bringer laughs, rolling his yellow eye back, and mirroring the movement with his spine, straightening away from the sign. "Gods! The good ones and the bad ones! I am not translating this whole thing. Especially if they can't bother with an indefinite article. 'Looking for enchanter of significant power' indeed."

Llywelyn seems briefly amused by himself as he scribbles out a short note on some parchment paper and sticks it beneath the far more permanent notice board. It reads very simply: If you want some help with enchantment, or anything else really, go ahead and seek out the Light-Bringer Society. We can be found at Ulgoth's Beard. Don't come speaking like you belong to an elder race though. We much prefer the common tongue. Thanks!

He rereads his note, then nods with satisfaction. He won't bother coming back for it if someone happens to rip it down before the sign's author gets a chance to read it. And it's already out of his mind by the time he's passing into the inn. It's a blessing and a curse for a lowly knight to be smarter than a bunch of wizards.