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Questions for the GM September & October 2008

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This set of questions was compiled by Scarbrow. Interview starts below the line. Questions are in Bold, answers and other comments from the GM are unformatted. Owing to its length, the introductory text has been specially formatted. Questions start at first bolded sentence. (These questions haven't been answered yet) The crowd is restless about the ranting, yet nobody has yet defied the clamouring man. Even Thane Quarith is there, surrounded by a substantial armed escort. They are all mesmerized by the strange, imposing man.

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This set of questions was compiled by Scarbrow. Interview starts below the line. Questions are in Bold, answers and other comments from the GM are unformatted. Owing to its length, the introductory text has been specially formatted. Questions start at first bolded sentence. (These questions haven't been answered yet) A sizable crowd has gathered in the big square in front of the Cathedral of Silver Rain in Talinus. They are all listening, although with a varied assortment of reactions, to the continuous ranting of a peculiar figure. He's a tall, imposing man in grey robes trimmed with red, with a neatly arranged long beard and handsome features. While he might be in his mid fifties, his booming voice and expressive gestures reveal his passionate, young-in-spirit, preacher nature. He's up a wooden crate which, by the intense aroma, must have contained scented soap in the past. The crowd is restless about the ranting, yet nobody has yet defied the clamouring man. Even Thane Quarith is there, surrounded by a substantial armed escort. They are all mesmerized by the strange, imposing man. The strange, charismatic figure steps down from his box and start to stride purposefully out of the square. The congregated people shift uneasily, until a brave adventurer makes her way out of the multitude, followed by another one, and another. A short time after the finish of the speech, a line of the most illustrious adventurers of all Tysa wind their way out of the town and into the woods, following the mysterious preacher. They all arrive to a clearing of the forest, where a bright bonfire cracks merrily. The preacher takes a handful of leaves from one of the folds of his robes and throws them to the fire: immediately an intensely scented green and blue cloud of smoke fills the clearing, making a ring around the adventurers and even blocking the light of the sun from passing between the leaves of the trees. An unnatural silence follows this dramatic gesture and then the man speaks again: