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There is a grand mansion located in the outskirts of the Crossing. It is mostly obscured by mist at the moment, but you can still appreciate how large the building is. You are all here for a dinner party. The invitations you received made it clear that your host has been watching each of you closely. The invitation also promised you'd find your heart's desire here. A servant wearing a full suit of armor greets you at the door. "Welcome! What is your name, and what is it that your heart desires?"

I would like each of you to give a brief physical description of your character in your first post, as well as any details you want the other players to know. You should reply to the servant, but your reply doesn't need to be honest or actually answer his question. The servant will make you wait outside with him until all the guests arrive.

Ulfred gives a flourish with his cape, a little bow, and says,

"Ulfred Threefoot, and my heart desires some small batch dwarven mead with a

meyer

lemon twist and just a dash of cinnamon and peppermint schnapps added, served in a cold but not frozen pewter mug."

Ulfred Threefoot is a 5'11 half-elf. He is wearing a blue cloak with a gold trim and black pants. In fact, he looks like this:



He is carrying a pack and several weapons, but the most prominent item he has is a horn that is slung across his back.

Jun arrives second, the Eladrin, walks up with his hands in his pockets. He has bright orange hair that is slicked back, he's wearing a loose fitting open shirt, a rope belt holding up pants that are tucked into boots. In addition to his equipment he carries a quarterstaff on his back. After giving a nod of greeting to Ulfrid he responds to the servant.

Jun, Ale, Gold, Parties, Women.

His speech wasn't stuttered, just matter of fact, he was answering the question and nothing more. He looked possibly overconfident.

While we're waiting for the other guests to arrive, can I try to determine what this servant's deal is?

"Do you need something, mister Threefoot?"

What's your name, my good... man?

Can I tell anything about the servant under the armor? Race, gender, etc.?

"I don't have one, sir." He speaks with a clearly male voice, but no parts of his face or body are visible beneath the armor.

A small Goblin man walks in. He's wearing a dark green cloak a little too long for his already short body, and a hood with slits in it so his ears can pop out unobtrusively. The goblin peers from under his cloak taking in his surroundings, and notices the half-elf, and Eladrin. He then looks up at the armored servant, and opens his mouth to speak, closes his mouth and shakes his head. Holds one lanky un-kept finger up as he clears his throat of mucus and re-opens his mouth to speak. An obnoxiously loud scratchy voice that is way to loud for a creature of his size comes out, and he says,

"HELLO THERE TALL GIANT THING WITH NO FACE OR DISCERNIBLE FEATURES. MY NAME IS GILBERT. MY HEART DESIRES ZEBRA CAKES."

I think we're at the door.

Can I check to see if this servant is magical?

No-name, who are we waiting on?

A bald and larger than average half-elf walks in shortly after the goblin. He's wearing a slightly rusted chest plate over a grey tunic. Speaking with a bit of a twang to his voice

I am Rhys Sunseeker, I have traveled here seeking the truth behind the reign of the Duke's and their longevity

In post 7, LoriSanguine wrote:If there is a bar, Gilbert would go up ignoring everyone else and, without talking, try and get a bartenders attention and point to a mug of ale in an attempt to order one.

There is no bar outside, but I'll keep this in mind for when you enter.

In post 8, zoraster wrote:Can I check to see if this servant is magical?

You would need a spell or magic item that can detect magic.

Rhys arrives as Ulfred asks the servant his question. After Rhys responds to the servant's questions, the servant speaks up. "One more guest will be joining us, but I was told not to wait for him. Please walk straight until you arrive at the large table. You may sit anywhere except the seat at the head of the table. I hope you enjoy your time here." With that, the servant opens the door.

You can obey and go to the table, or you can try to explore. Either way, the servant will close the door behind you and remain outside.

Rhys briskly takes the seat closest to the head of the table on the right hand side.

Ulfred slips the servant a copper, walks in, and stands behind the chair across from Rhys. He then unslings his horn and begins to polish it.

Jun shakes his head as he watches the two take seats and takes his roughly in the middle.

You both took seats like you're already in charge, though the standings are far different here I'm sure, the seat to the right of the head is considered the right hand man. Do you know what we're in for then?

Gilbert walks in last taking in all of his surroundings. (I'd like roll a perception check to see if I notice anything out of the ordinary, or anything of increased value). Gilbert isn't interested in sitting at the table yet, he's just wandering around.

I turn to Jun and ask

Do you know anything about this place?