Monday, March 5, 2018

Ch. 5, Page 13

Robilar laid there for a moment, listening and watching the hay on the stable floor. The invisible stalker was definitely moving in a straight line for the front doors after knocking Otto aside. Robilar picked himself up and sprinted after him.

Lucien, the stablemaster, was so upset at the damage to his property that he foolishly tried getting in Robilar's way.

"Hey, you can't leave until we've settled damages!" Lucien said, before Robilar brushed him aside.

"Otto, hand this man some gold!" Robilar shouted at his henchman. The last thing he needed right now was the law after him.

Outside, Tenser heard Lucien shouting at Robilar, but was distracted by a breeze, as if something was moving past him...

Thursday, February 15, 2018

Ch. 5, Page 12

Lucien hated dealing with adventurers. Oh, the more easygoing ones were a steady source of income, always needing pack animals and riding steeds for trips out to the Castle Greyhawk ruins, but the worst of them barged in and ordered him about like they could just take what they wanted. The city had strict laws protecting the merchant class from all manner of threats, including spells, but that still hardly put stable masters like Lucien on equal footing with men who could shoot fireballs from their fingers, or wielded magic swords.

But the worst of them had to be the lunatic who was destroying his stables right now. He had chopped through the support pillar of his hayloft with a single swing of his sword! And now the man was babbling about needing to fight something that was not even there. "Adventurers," they called themselves. Surely this Castle Greyhawk just turned them into madmen!

Friday, February 2, 2018

Ch. 5, Page 11

Tenser was getting impatient waiting outside, and more than just because he wanted to get back to his inn for his spellbook. All the offal had just recently been shoveled out of the stables into the gutter of the street for the dung collectors to pick up. It smelled worse out here than it probably did in the stables. Tenser scowled at the open entrance to Lucien's, half-expecting this delay inside to be some cruel trick on Robilar's part to make him suffer.

Of course, inside, this was furthest from Robilar's mind, since he now believed the invisible stalker was inside the stables with them...

Monday, January 22, 2018

Ch. 5, Page 10

Tenser wanted to go fetch his spellbook right away. Even a simple spell, like one that would allow him to detect the invisible, would be immensely valuable in this situation, if he only had time to prepare it. That is what he tried to convince Robilar about on their way to Lucien's Stables, anyway.

"I know how long it takes you magicians to prepare new spells," Robilar said stubbornly. "We need the dogs first while we wait."

Robilar had always been, of course, an intense man, but Tenser sensed that there was something else underlying Robilar's tone this day. Dread? Fear? They seemed to be things unknown to the man. And yet...

Tenser pondered this more intently as he waited outside. Robilar, Quij, and Otto were heading into the stables.

Sunday, January 7, 2018

Ch. 5, Page 9

Invisible stalkers. Tenser knew the term; invisible stalkers were urban legends, whispered to be summoned and controlled only by the most powerful wizards.

The temptation was there to continue telling Robilar off for all his foolish decisions, like enraging evil wizards -- or go off on a side rant about how Robilar's henchmen were laying siege to one of the main dungeon entrances at the castle and charging adventurers tolls to go down. The temptation was there to tell Robilar to solve his own problems and just leave him to his perhaps well-deserved fate.

So far, it was just a temptation...

Tuesday, December 26, 2017

Ch. 5, Page 8

Tenser scowled at Otto. He and Robilar had been making a small expedition back to the upper dungeon levels of Castle Greyhawk with just a few retainers when they encountered Otto on the second level.  Tenser had subdued him himself and Otto, surrendering, swore allegiance. Otto's promises were not worth much, it turned out. When Robilar offered him better wages behind Tenser's back, Otto switched allegiance yet again.

And Quij...well, Quij was just Quij. Sure, he was handy in a fight, but no one understood why Robilar put up with so much from that orc other than Robilar.

Thursday, December 7, 2017

Ch. 5, Page 7

Tenser's eyes had lit up at the mention of Endelar. She was the daughter of one of the richest artisans in the city and a gifted cartographer in her own right. The middle class was extremely powerful in Greyhawk these days, as so much of the money funneling in from the castle dungeons was going directly to goods and services, but perhaps none of the artisan class wore their newfound wealth like nobility as much as Endelar's family did.

In addition to being well-off, Endelar had the advantage of being quite attractive, and showed it off in the more revealing style of dress that Baklunish merchants from the far northwest had brought to the mid-Flanaess. Tenser was clearly smitten with her.

As he wandered from Ehlissa's shop, Tenser mentally went through a short list of places he knew to look for Endelar. She was not a worldly woman and barely ever stepped foot out of the Artisans Quarter...