RE: Quest for the Gemgark
03-17-2012, 08:29 PM
If there was anything in particular that made Klangsbor a target for adventurers, it was the geography. Nestled in the prairie, it was a stone's throw away from the western coast of Merollan, a few day's travel from the Great Desert, and-- crucial to this tale-- only a few miles from a mountain range.
SLPBS1 had been created of mountains and in the mountains, and in the end, it was always to the mountains that he returned. True, he would make forays outside to visit a town or examine a new ecosystem; but whenever one of the bizarrely-shaped chunks of metal dislodged from his body or he required some extra spending money, the tucked-away caves and local wildlife were always a decent source of resources.
As it happened, he heard the rumor of the Gemgark's location from another group of adventurers who had traveled through a past many miles north of Klangsbor. He had overheard their discussion of it, and so followed the road they were taking; and now, traveling through the gates, he glanced around the city to decide where to go next.
It wasn't long before his gaze met the Dragon's Chest. Considerable density of people at third building on left. Probable relation to Gemgark. He proceeded to amble up to the gradually-increasing crowd gathered around the building. Not sparing time to wait, he proceeded to push through most of them, and nobody was particularly interested in arguing with the eight-foot-tall ugly fellow with a gun for an arm. Upon entering the inn proper, he immediately strode up to the counter, withdrew a handful of coins from his sack (no more than two of which were minted by the same nation) and gently placed them on the table. "I would like to room here. No meals will be required."
SLPBS1 had been created of mountains and in the mountains, and in the end, it was always to the mountains that he returned. True, he would make forays outside to visit a town or examine a new ecosystem; but whenever one of the bizarrely-shaped chunks of metal dislodged from his body or he required some extra spending money, the tucked-away caves and local wildlife were always a decent source of resources.
As it happened, he heard the rumor of the Gemgark's location from another group of adventurers who had traveled through a past many miles north of Klangsbor. He had overheard their discussion of it, and so followed the road they were taking; and now, traveling through the gates, he glanced around the city to decide where to go next.
It wasn't long before his gaze met the Dragon's Chest. Considerable density of people at third building on left. Probable relation to Gemgark. He proceeded to amble up to the gradually-increasing crowd gathered around the building. Not sparing time to wait, he proceeded to push through most of them, and nobody was particularly interested in arguing with the eight-foot-tall ugly fellow with a gun for an arm. Upon entering the inn proper, he immediately strode up to the counter, withdrew a handful of coins from his sack (no more than two of which were minted by the same nation) and gently placed them on the table. "I would like to room here. No meals will be required."