Episode 1 Berties Wandering Watchers 11/03/24

Solas had a vision as he headed towards the mining village of Minroe, set up near the Storm Horn mountains, scene of a recent unexplained exploding mountain.
 
Lucky, a happy-go-lucky halfling juggler and bard, met the rest of the group when he entered the Town Hall, having been sent there by the Purple Dragon Captain Kreskur Harrow. He was offered a drink by the local Lords wife, who sent a halfling servant to get them, and was introduced to the others, Shadow, the half elven Warlock, Colmir, a Hill Dwarf Druid, Bob the Mountain Dwarven Barbarian and a very exotic looking Aasimar cleric of Helm named Solas.
 
Suddenly, the doors to the Lords office burst open and he flew thru, falling to the ground followed by a pair of grey clothed, dagger wielding assassins. The party leapt up to defend the Lord along with Kreskur, who grappled one of them. The pair were killed and Lord Bertrand Humbolt was healed by Colmir before he took the party into his office and offered them the job of forming an Adventuring Guild to help defend Minroe. He suggested several names for the party altho no one was convinced by any of them.
 
The party agreed and said that they would investigate the mines near the exploded mountain to search for some miners who had vanished. They also offered to try and find out who it was who sent the assassins after Lord Bertie. Solas managed to get a look at the bodies, despite Kreskur insisting that this was a matter for the Purple Dragons. Lucky showed his dislike of the 'Purpies' by using the phrase several times in front of the Captain. Solas discovered the clothing of the assassins was of high quality found only in the larger cities of Cormyr.
 
The party headed for Bob the Barbarians house where he picked up some gear and then took them for a drink at the Rusty Pick, a miners bar close to his home. Ahrme, the human bartender knew Bob. Lucky broke the ice by juggling his knives for the clients and ended the show by throwing them over his shoulder into a table held up by Colmir the Druid. Colmir collected coins in a borrowed hat which paid for some drinks. Here they learned of some of the woes of the local miners now that the mountain has exploded.
 
Leaving the bar the party went to the home of Borin Oakfist, a lumberjack come tailor, who identified the brand name of the clothing the assassins wore as that of Stykos, a company owned by the 7 Suns trading costa. He sold a pair of leather trousers to Bob which promptly split up the arse. This didn't seem to bother the Barbarian. Colmir bought himself a leather hat. Lucky asked the tailor to make him a reversible cloak of bright and dark sides and was told he could pick it up in the morning. Bob decided to do lunges all the way thru town in order to 'break in' his new pants.
 
Most of the group now headed for the Crossroads Tavern, an establishment owned by the Seven Sun's Trading Costa. Solas went off on his own to the Temple of Helm, his patron deity as a Cleric.
 
At the bustling tavern Lucky tried to join in with another bard playing a lute. The other bard took offence at Luckys obvious superior playing and stormed off leaving him to finish off the set amidst applause while Colmir collected coins from the crowd in his new hat. Colmir paid for some drinks with the coins and the party asked the barmaid, a half orc named Ooza, for information on the dead assassins.
 
Later the party observed the 7 Suns compound. A large ring of waggons with numerous tents inside. Shadow the Warlock and Bob went around to the far side of the waggons and Lucky juggled 3 torches to distract the guards. The pair sneaked under the waggons and looked into the compound to see if they could see anyone similarly dressed to the assassins. Seeing nothing, they returned to the tavern meeting up with the others before deciding to call it a night. Lucky returned to see Ooza where he arranged to perform at the Tavern in exchange for bed and board. He was shown to a Waggon within the 7 Suns compound where he was allowed to sleep. The others returned to Bob's hovel where the Dwarf kicked his own gate off its hinges before retiring to sleep off the nights shinanegans.