Getting that Feywine

After a few inquiries Nastia makes her way to a wine merchant that seems popular, she approaches what she believes to be a particularly average vintage and observes it like a cat might watch a mouse it has managed to corner.

Cannon Ball!

With a great splash Rhengon leaped into the middle of the biggest pool in the bath house causing a great amount of water to be displaced along with a few of its previous occupants. After a quick swim Rhengon gets out of the main pool and goes over and reserves a more isolated steam pool. Grabbing a few pitchers of good drink settles in for a long relaxing soak. After soaking for a few hours finding alot of the tensions in his body gone Rhengon leaves the bath house. Returning to his room pulling out his equipment repairing any damage that had occured

In and out

For all that she had been through this past week or so, you might expect Nastia to take a bit of time to relax and recover before the important meeting, but instead she exits the bath after a few minutes and comments at large, "I have already had a soul cleansing today, what more can hot water accomplish.". With that she heads out to speak with the Elven populace to get an idea of how aware they are about the potential threats if Bane's plan comes to fruition and to see if she can scare up a flask of Feywine.

Bath time

The bathing rooms are impressive. Tile Mosaics of incredible scenes of beauty cover the walls. Unicorns, pegasi, the green forests of Arvandor, representations of the gods and goddesses of the elvan pantheon.

And bathing pools fed by hot springs allow bathers to sit and soak or shower away the grime. Steam fills the air and smells of delightful scents.

After acertaining where the bathing facilities are Peregrine returns to the party. (ooc: He Sheilla are the bathrooms coed or seperate here in Eladrin central). Reaching into Rhengon's bag of holding he starts to pull out a variety of dress uniforms. "Luckily these were not in my bag, or they'd reek of bilge water." After handing out clothing he carefully inspects the Swords for bruises or abrasions that might need some make-up help. "Anybody need anything special...hair cut or make-up services, speak now or forever find your own supplies."

Gwenyth

Eventually the torrential downpout gave way to a soft rain and the hurricane force winds dies to a gentle sea breeze.

It was dark and the Captain used an ancient sextant and navigation equipment to chart the course to Gweynth.

The ship sailed into the open mouth of the harbor at dawn, two days behind schedule.

In the old days when man rule Gwenyth the harbor had been a bustling place with visitors and merchant vessels and barbarians from the north. Now though the eladrin had raised rocks at a midway point in the harbor and only small craft could pass onward to the shore.

The Captain ordered small boats put into the water and the first mate assisted the crew to see the guests to a boat. Your gear in one boat and the Flying Swords in another and the Silver Sisters in a third.

As the small boats approach the old harbor you see a party awaiting you...

Playing we are

We are set to try gaming remotely on the 28th! The Alb crew will meet and Ryan and Alisa's and we'll Skype with Mad and Josh. We'll aim to start at 5pm.