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The skies were dark and stormy as sharp flashes of lightning followed by the deep grinding bellowing of thunder roared overhead. The droplets of rain splattered hard throughout the city of Ternadan, leaving no area unscathed from the relentless downpour. Almost everyone was indoors, protecting themselves from the unceasing rain, as well as to warm themselves from the bitingly cold winds that made the weather outside even more unpleasant.

Though there was one person was not. The man rode hard as the rain pelted over him, soaking and dirtying his clothes as he made his way towards his destination. The roads of Ternadan had been in various states, some clean and well-made, while other roads were decrepit, with tiles missing, and patches of dirt and mud at various intervals. It was on those roads that splattered the heavy thick mud on his clothing, as well as on the horse he rode upon. As he rounded the corner and came upon the gates of the Guild of Galas'nor, the man was completely drenched in both mud and rain.

He pounded hard twice on the doors of the guild first, but he eventually pushed open the large over-sized doors, the feat itself impossible without the aid of magic that enchanted the doors to easily swing open and closed, or to lock itself when the need arose.

"Sophie!" The man yelled as the doors opened. There was only a few individuals in the guild hall, many of them sitting lazily around the benches and tables they had in the main entrance hall, most simply talking, eating, while some others were chugging down mugs of alcohol. Others were either in their own homes in the city, or living in the various guild rooms reserved for free lodging for guild members. The ones who were able to, turned and regarded the man.

"P-please! I'm looking for Sophie Cain. It's urgent! I-I'm their neighbor!" The man continued as he made his way towards one of the guild members grabbing on to his clothes. The man's eyes were wild, and heavy with fear and shock. Those in the guild looked at him curiously, probably understanding little of what the man had just spoke of.

QuoteStolen Goods
Primary DM: Throndir
Max payers: 6
Suggested players: 3-5
Suggested level: 2
Max level: 3
Length: Very short
Summary: Dungeon crawl
Goal: ?
Rewards:
2000 coins (split between the party)
2000 exp (split between the party)

Sophie Cain is automatically included in this RP. First come first serve.

I approach the man that has shown up frantic in the guild hall. "If this has to do with Sophie, it likely includes some sort of trouble with bandits of one kind or another. Trouble seems to follow that girl. Luckily I have not reached my personal quota for the murder of bandits this week so I will be more than happy to help." However I decide to let someone else ask for more details because I do not particularly want to hear the story more than once.

Saendal reluctantly got up and followed Ryine over to the distressed man. He walked up to the man and placed both of his hands on his shoulders. He gazed deep into the man's eyes and the man gazed back. "Calm down, my troubled friend. Calm. What is your name? What is it that agitates you so? Speak!"

"B-bandits? I-I don't know." The man said. He rubbed his cheek, and you notice that there looked to be a bruise there. He turns towards Saendal who has just spoken to him. His eyes darted around, but eventually focused on the necromancer

"There were ogres, and- and men!" He grabbed hold of Saendal. "I saw them took the Cains away. I tried to stop them, I even used my trustworthy pitchfork... But they knocked me out before I could have done anything!" The man's face turned ashen.

Sophie had been off doing her usual duties, when the sound of someone calling her name caught her attention. She stopped what she was doing, and hurriedly made her way over. It seemed Ryine and Saendal had beat her to it though, and had already begun asking the man questions. He didn't seem familiar to her...but, he knew her name. That thought was quickly tossed aside however when she heard what he said next.

""I saw them took the Cains away..."

Sophie's eyes widened, her heart skipping a beat. "W-what?" She questioned, now standing beside Ryine and Saendal. "What are you talking about!?" Her hands began to shake, her mind flooded with possible scenarios. "You can't be serious..."

As the maid appeared the man's eyes widened, as if he recognized the girl.

"Y-you must be Sophie!" The man said exasperated. Letting go of Saendal, he starts making his way towards the girl.

"Ah uhm..yeah, I am, but..." She looks at him again, worry written all over her face. "Have we met? I'm really sorry, but, I don't remember you." Sophie  felt a bit embarrassed - she hated forgetting people. "And well...do you know where they took my parents?" She questioned, not wanting to get off topic. She couldn't believe this was happening! She had thought by this point the bandits might have moved on...assuming the stranger had been talking about bandits of course.

"You don't remember me... because..." The man makes his way closer towards Sophie.

"We've never met." The shaken and quivering in his voice was gone. The man spoke with a strange calmness and surety of himself.

[spoiler]Sophie roll a initiative check, that's 1d20+3[/spoiler]

"O-oh?" A feeling of fear suddenly washed over Sophie. Something wasn't quite right.

[blockquote]Rolled 1d20+3 : 18 + 3, total 21[/blockquote]

[spoiler][blockquote]Rolled 1d20+4 : 9 + 4, total 13[/blockquote][/spoiler]

As the man neared, you notice him pull out what look to be a dagger hidden in his coat.

"A dagger!" Sophie exclaimed, alerting the others. Since she had already been carrying a broom around prior to the current situation, Sophie took a defensive stance with it, in an attempt to block the incoming attack.

"Looks like you saw me just in time!" Before the others could react the man leapt, his dagger leading the way.

But Sophie was prepared, as she stepped out of the way just as the man came crashing towards her.

"Damn it."

The rest of the guild alerted, the man looked at Sophie straight in the eye, then to the throng of guild members who were coming after him.

"Before I go, I was told to say this. The Guild of Galas'nor is challenged. Be wary each of you!" You see him reach into his coat, and within moments a swirl of energy rushed out from him. A flash of light made everyone look away. In mere moments, the man was gone, and in its place was a single scroll with a dagger stabbed into it attaching the paper to the floor.

Saendal leaned down and picked up the dagger and piece of paper. He wore a straight face and did not have any visible reactions to the incident. He unrolled the paper and began to examine it.

The scroll was newly made, unrolling the scroll, Saendal notices the well written script of the writing. It read:

QuoteFor the people who want to run this D&D, make a list of events of what your character will do within the next 7 days. I will be looking for specific "key words" which may trigger some events, and/or push the story along. In this case, I will interrupt the days as to when it happened, then either clarify with the player with their exact actions, or create a new thread with the players to RP on detailing that specific action, or I will simply just post what the outcomes are for the actions. Please limit each day's activities to a reasonable amount that is possible within a day's time (including sleeping and eating). I may choose to make your character Fatigued (or any other conditions), upon start of any RP depending on the character's actions.

Since the knowledge of the kidnapping happened this night, this will be considered as "Day 0". The first day of the list starts when the clock hit midnight. If not "key words" are struck within each player's list (unlikely but you never know), at Day 7, midnight, the Daggers & Dangers Society contacts the guild again, and I will then open up the RP.

Again to clarify, I am looking for a list of events each player does within the next 7 days.

Once I have at least 3 people who post their 7-day list, I will wait another 24 hours for late comers to post their list as well, after which I will then start the RP thread(s).

This is still open to everyone, not just limited to those who originally posted on this thread.

I decide that the best course of action is to gather any information that might be of use when dealing with these bandits. Being able to have at least some knowledge on their relative strength would be beneficial because I have no intention of paying them a single piece of copper for the return of the Cains, and would sooner storm their keep and do things my own way.

I spend my days doing relatively few things. Daily I eat, and I sleep. I spend a good portion of each day gathering information about the brigands that have taken the Cains. I also make sure all of my equipment is in order, and do my daily training with my blade. With the small amounts of free time left I help my fellow Guild members with whatever they might need help with.

I gather information from 5 parts of town over the 7 days, trying to focus a bit more on the areas where information is likely to be found.

[spoiler] Gather Information Checks over 7 days (5 rolls for 5 parts of town)

Part 1 [blockquote]Rolled 1d20-1 : 1 - 1, total 0[/blockquote]

Part 2 [blockquote]Rolled 1d20-1 : 14 - 1, total 13[/blockquote]

Part 3 [blockquote]Rolled 1d20-1 : 3 - 1, total 2[/blockquote]

Part 4 [blockquote]Rolled 1d20-1 : 15 - 1, total 14[/blockquote]

Part 5 [blockquote]Rolled 1d20-1 : 11 - 1, total 10[/blockquote] [/spoiler]

It was hard for Sophie to accept the fact that this was all happening, but since there was little she could do, she continued going through the week like normal. For the most part, anyway. Working, eating, and sleeping. Too scared to really explore outside the guild on her own, she instead asked Mimic to search around and listen for anything that might aid her in finding out more. She knew Ryine was already out and about, but wanted to help in some way as well. Especially since she felt as though the whole thing was her fault. But, rather than having mimic stay in the city, he instead went to the farmlands. Mimic visited the Cain's farm first, where he searched the grounds for any clues. He also made visits to the neighboring areas, eavesdropping on any chatty farmers.

[spoiler]

Searching the Cain's farm
[blockquote]Rolled 1d20+1 : 16 + 1, total 17[/blockquote]

For listening in on farmers. o 3o

Listen
[blockquote]Rolled 1d20+5 : 16 + 5, total 21[/blockquote]

Gathering Information
[blockquote]Rolled 1d20-2 : 15 - 2, total 13[/blockquote]

[/spoiler]

Ryine
As you talked to the people of the city, attempting to gather and information about the whereabouts of the Cains or even any clue on the abductors as well as the so-called "Daggers & Dangers Society", the only information that you come up with is that the society keeps its members secrets. You hear rumors that the group employs assassins in order to take care of loose ends, and you find out that the group is in charge, or at least has a part in almost all slavery or bandit activities in the local area, with their influences reaching out to even places like Medina which was on the other side of the kingdom.

Sophie
When Mimic had come back from his reconnaissance mission, it confirmed that the house was indeed empty, without anyone around. The raven also told Sophie that there were many tracks around the house as the rain was pouring heavy and wet the night before. Though, Mimic himself did not know how to follow or even examine the tracks when they disappeared into drier ground. Mimic mentioned that many of the furniture in the home were upturned and many of their household things were thrown to the ground; plates and cups among them. Mimic had listened to the neighboring farms as well, though, there was not much to hear and nor did Mimic get any useful information save for the fact that most farmers were locked in their homes during the time when the Cains were assaulted due to the heavy weather.

QuoteSaendal decides to wait.

Going to give this a few more days then I'm going to jump to the 7th day when the contact meets up with the party again. This is still open to anyone, just post what your character will do from day 1 to day 7, or in OOC spoiler tags, that you want in.

Nobody had seen or heard from Kassadin for six days, and given the ruckus nobody had bothered to find her. On the seventh day, she emerged from her room, scratching her head through a mat of messy white hair, a blank expression on her face as she wandered about apparently aimlessly, responding to people with only grunts of affirmation or negation. She spotted a dress of black and whie out of the corner of her eye and shambled towards it with new purpose. She grabbed Sophie's shoulder and shook her a few times.

"Food..."

Sophie had been going about her usual duties in the guild hall, when a hand on her shoulder made the girl jump. She was already pretty paranoid, considering someone had simply walked in and tried to assassinate her only a few days prior. So, it was a great relief to find it was only Kassadin. The woman looked disheveled, as if she had either just come back for a long mission, or had just woken up. Kassadin hadn't been around much, or at least, Sophie hadn't seen her. Sophie offered the warrior a meek smile, and nodded at her request. "What have you been up to lately? And, Is there anything in particular you would like to eat?" She asked, her tone of voice not nearly as cheery as usual. Dark bags were under Sophie's eyes, it looked as if she hadn't been sleeping a lot. Which was true - while she did sleep a little, she'd often times wake up from nightmares about her parents.

Kassadin let her hand fall off of Sophie. The girl was acting strangely, and looked like she hadn't been sleeping well. "But she has a bed... and blankets... and a pillow... and food. The thought that somebody with all of these conveinences taken care of for them wasn't sleeping well disturbed Kass on some deep level.

"Breakfast." She said slowly, regardless of whatever time it was. She gestured at the maid's eyes a moment later.

"Are people attacking you in your sleep? You can stay in my room." She gave this suggestion with slightly more concern than idle curiousity.

Sophie nodded once again when Kassadin asked for breakfast. It was almost afternoon, but no matter the time Sophie would always cook whatever a guild member requested. They deserved it, considering all the trouble they tended to go through. ?I?ll cook something up right away then.? Her attempt at a cheery response failed yet again, a sigh accidentally slipping out. She turned toward the kitchen, assuming Kassadin would follow along. She was slightly caught off guard by Kassadin?s question though. ?Oh, right, she hasn?t been around?? Sophie thought. Despite her sadness she couldn't help but smile a little at the warrior's offer. She was incredibly grateful of the kindness her fellow guild mates continued to show. "Well, while you were away..." She spoke as she walked toward the kitchen. She wasn't entirely sure how to explain the situation. "Erm...Some bandits challenged the guild."

Kassadin almost seemed to be twice as awake the second Sophie made for the kitchen. She only bumped into two or three people on the way there instead of the normal half a dozen. As they walked though, she started to feel more and more upset. Sophie never seemed sad, but something was off with her today... The warrior took her place on a stool and rested on her own crossed arms as she waited for her food and listened to the guild maid. Bandits? More of them? At least it wasn't turkey.

"Bandits... boring. I don't want to fight more bandits." There was a long pause. So long that it seemed like she had simply just stopped speaking entirely.

"But if they're making you upset... least I can do."