The wall is adorned with paintings of the many adventures of a young Auberon Greatstag, and you are immediately drawn to the vibrant colors and dynamic scenes depicted in each one. The brushstrokes are lively, capturing the energy of each adventure, and the details are intricate, suggesting the work of a master artist. Nearby, a memorial shrine for fallen adventurers has been erected, complete with a donation box for those feeling charitable.
The half-orc barbarian, Thogg, is staring hard at one of the paintings.
As you approach the shrine, you take note of the solemn and reverent atmosphere that seems to permeate the area. The simple wooden altar, complete with various bundles of flowers, is illuminated by several lit candles casting a warm and inviting glow. At the center of the altar is a small donation box with the words, “For the Fallen” etched onto the front. It’s locked with a peculiar looking mechanism, and you can detect a magical aura within. Small trinkets are scattered around the box, a testament to the love and honor that the adventurers and patrons of the inn have for their fallen comrades. The air around the shrine seems charged with a sense of mourning and remembrance, as if the very spirits of those lost were present in the space. The shrine is a testament to the courage and sacrifice of those who came before, a reminder that even in the midst of danger and darkness, there is always hope and the possibility of triumph.
You approach the large half-orc, making extra sure to pronounce your steps so as not to catch him off guard and risk the ire of his reflexes. Thogg is focused on the “Feywild” painting, which depicts Auberon and some others trudging down a creek in the colorful plane of the faerie-folk. He takes note of you with a heavy sigh.
“Thogg no like picture. Picture boring, color all look same. Auberon good at fighting, maybe taste for pictures not so good. Why Auberon so stupid? Fall to dagger like weak human. Thogg mad at Auberon now!”
Thogg looks at you with bloodshot eyes and you can feel the anger emanating off of his imposing muscles.
“You know magic? Use magic to help Thogg! Have to find who kill Auberon! Have to hurt them too! Thogg will bend their bones! Thogg will pull off their arms! Who kill Auberon? Thogg think shiny tooth man very suspicious. Always lie. Always smile. Say he go on adventure, not go on adventure. Say he save town from dragon, no dragon. Say he right hand man of Auberon, Thogg know he use left hand for many things, same as Thogg. Very suspicious. Maybe team with stupid singing elf. Singing elf also suspicious. Thogg hear elf say strange words, use strange speak Thogg never hear before. Why he need secret words? Thogg want to snap singing elf’s dumb music stick over singing elf’s dumb music head!”
