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Holy back injury, Batman! I'll try and post tomorrow.
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Feeling burnt out. Medication isn't working like it should. I'm gonna try to keep writing, but it might take a while.
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Sottu got making people wait. My wife is getting ready to run her own DnD campaign soon, and I'm helping her.
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My PS4 save date got deleted. I'm actually quite upset.
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Reynault looked over the three swarms of rats, and was reminded of the last time he was in Luskan. Still, every city had to have it's flaws.

"Are you sure? They're just rats. Between the two of us I think we can take them." he said, loosening his sword from his sheath, ready to draw at a moments notice.

"But if you'd rather take the long way, that's fine, too."
Reynault nodded and followed Pele down the alley. "All four elements? Does that mean you are druids?" he asked. She did seem to be more in tuned with nature than your average being. Caring about the natural order would explain why they would care about the plight of the griffins.

"Where do you fit into all of this? Are you a druid?" He said, not trying to pry. Still he was awfully curious about this strange girl. Reynault usually felt uncomfortable talking to girls, but not so much with Pele. She didn't really strike him as the judging type.
Reynault did a mental checklist of everything he owned. His arms and armor, his pack, his family ring. All was in good order. Hopefully it wouldn't be too cold up the mountain, as Reynault's cloak was starting to become a little threadbare.

"No, I'm fine. Let get going." he said. Here's hoping my luck begins to turn. he thought to himself as he walked with the mysterious young girl.
"Am I really so transparent?" asked Reynault, trying not to cringe. He knew the game was up, so he might as well admit to it now. "No, I'm from... far away. I don't really know what an Ashari or a Tempest is, let alone what a Tempest's Voice sounds like."

Well, you idiot. You're in it now. Hopefully she doesn't think your insane. he thought to himself, hoping she didn't tell him to get lost. Reynault didn't want to face the prospect of going back to square one.
"Right." Said Reynault, who tried his best to pretend what any of those foreign words meant. If he told this girl anything about whats been happening to him, she might think he's crazy and look for help elsewhere. Maybe he could try and learn more about this place by asking the right questions.

As they prepared for their journey, he tried asking her a few things. "So, you have a good relationship with Voice of the Tempest, then?" He tried his best to make it sound completely natural, almost non-nonchalant.
"Reynault, of the de Lyons." Reynault responded instead of asking what an Ashari was. He figured he would try and gain their trust first before hitting her with the heavy questions. Lets keep it simple for now.

"I just arrived here, so I'm not exactly familiar with these places. Are the Summit Peaks far? Do we need anything while we are here?"
Reynault quickly read over the job notice. A potentially heroic quest? Sounds like just the thing I need! Before the young woman turned to leave, he tried to get her attention.

"Excuse me. Perhaps I can help with this." he said to her. He wasn't sure of her race, but she was certainly cute. Maybe she could help him figure out how the hell he got here, and why he's so far from home. If nothing else, a friend would certainly be welcome right about now.
Rolled it. Poorly.
Reynault didn't actually realize how hungry he was until the sandwich was in front of him. He ate the sandwich with a gusto that would have horrified his family's old manservant. I wonder what that old rooster is up to now that I'm gone. I'm sure he's got his hands full with the baby. Between him and mother, that kid is going to grow up spoiled rotten.

After finishing the last of his potatoes, he stood up from his stool. "Thanks for that, and for the conversation." With that, he walked over to the job board, hoping for something that paid decently well.
Reynault shook his head and quickly drained his ale. "So no one around here has ever heard of Neverwinter? Or Faerun?" Reynault set his now empty tankard back onto the bar and wondered if this bar had anything stronger than ale.

"So that Runescribe fellow, he sounds like a magic expert, right? Maybe I should go talk to him next and find out how in the nine hells I got here." As he spoke, he could smell the aroma of his meal from the kitchen. Well, maybe not on an empty stomach. Now would be a good time to start stress eating.

"Okay, easier question. What can a man with sword do for work around here?"
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