Fellowship of the Dice

The rest of the day is spent sorting out the home. Bedrooms are pick, gear is unloaded and some additional shopping to stock the house is completed. You learn during the course of it that Torias was hoping to get himself some better armor, but his share of the coin isn't enough right now.

For the next few days you settle into the town, and your new home. The talk all about town is the coming of Namdrin's Carnival, the arrival of winter, the lingering effects of the Blackscour Taint and the loss of Elara's Halfway House for orphans. You spend time helping Edgrin with the kids, and generally getting to know the town of Falcon's Hollow. Most people are friendly enough to you, you did save them from the Taint after all.

Laurel comes and pays you a visit in your new place, as does the Sherrif Deldrin Baleson. Both are happy to have you settling in and both offer their attention on the kids and wish you well.

September 21st

Unfortunately you are about to have a small run in with Boss Payden "Pay Day" Teedum. You are just finishing up breakfast on the second day after moving into house when there is a loud obnoxious knocking on the door. The thick nasally voice of "Pay Day" can be heard shouting through the door. "Hey, open up this door and let me in."

"Mr. Teedum," Celvan says, opening the door. "Please come in. I'm sorry things are still a bit of a mess. But as you know, we're just settling in." Despite Pay Day's belligerence, the elohim aasimar tries to be polite.

Torrak rushes to the door, only to find Celevan standing in the shadow of Pay Day's presence. I fear we're going to wind up killing that guy some day. the slightly perturbed dwarf thinks to himself as he gauges the lumbering oaf's intentions.

Dreams waits silently by, wondering what PayDay wants. She idly wonders why he finds it so difficult to show even a modicum of politeness, particularly to people his own boss might feel some gratitude to for saving his son's life.

Syrronas takes a moment of self indulgent thought of making payday more friendly with a little magical compulsion. The urge almost gets the better of him but Celevan's unwillingness to lower himself to payday's level brings him to the main room without wanting to bespell the foreman.

Pay Day huffs and puffs and barges his way in as Celevan opens the door for him. He snorts at everyone. "This ain't no social call." As if in great pain he draws a large sack from off his belt. "Its payday for you lot." He tosses the sack onto the table with the tell tale signs of agreat number of coins in it. "Compliments from da Master Kreed for services rendered for his son." He wipes his nose with his sleeve.

Dreams bows politely to Payday. "Thank you very much," she says with impeccable manners. "And please pass on our thanks to Mr. Kreed. Now I'm sure you're a very busy man, so we wouldn't want to hold you up with small talk." She gestures toward the door, inviting him to leave.

"Yes," Celevan echoes. "Thank you, and please express our thanks to Mr. Kreed."

Torias nods and also thanks Payday. "We hope young Mr. Kreed is alright now."

Torrak grunts softly as he nods his head in appreciation and remains silent. The dwarf simply does not like Payday.