Post by ShadowKin on Sept 9, 2010 12:10:36 GMT -5
All of you have been traveling together for more than a week on a dreary camel caravan from the town of Solku to an unknown location in the northern scrublands of Katapesh, where you will recieve further information. The man who hired each of you is Garavel, the no-nonsense major-domo of a merchant princess, Almah, awaiting you at the destination. He wears a small white piece of cloth wrapped around his head, with a gaunt but tanned face, and a sparsely pepper colored beard. You don't know much of why you have been hired, but you do know that it is dangerous, and involves taking back a location that was previously owned by the Pactmasters of Katapesh. Garavel has let it slip that Almah was tasked this mission by the Pactmasters, and no one you know ever disobeys the mysterious figures that rule over Katapesh.
In the distant haze to the west, you all can just make out the immense outline of Pale Mountain looming over the mid-afternoon horizon like a tombstone. The day's heat has been harsh, and the other environmental conditions unforgiving. The mountain almost seems like a foreboding omen, one seemingly fitting with the relentless surroundings. At the head of the procession, Garavel speaks, his voice flat and emotionless but carrying at the same time. "We are nearing our destination. The Sultan's Claw." As soon as the craggy tree appears over the next hill, it becomes obvious why it is named so. With five immense, mostly leafless branches, the growth looks more like a giant skeletal talon than a thing of living wood.
Introduce your characters here, and provide a physical description of what each of you look like. Maybe even a quick explanation as to why your character was hired by Garavel. Then we'll proceed with the story. =]
In the distant haze to the west, you all can just make out the immense outline of Pale Mountain looming over the mid-afternoon horizon like a tombstone. The day's heat has been harsh, and the other environmental conditions unforgiving. The mountain almost seems like a foreboding omen, one seemingly fitting with the relentless surroundings. At the head of the procession, Garavel speaks, his voice flat and emotionless but carrying at the same time. "We are nearing our destination. The Sultan's Claw." As soon as the craggy tree appears over the next hill, it becomes obvious why it is named so. With five immense, mostly leafless branches, the growth looks more like a giant skeletal talon than a thing of living wood.
Introduce your characters here, and provide a physical description of what each of you look like. Maybe even a quick explanation as to why your character was hired by Garavel. Then we'll proceed with the story. =]