Always Bet on Torrin

Torrin appears into the nexus the room is empty the orb floats in the center.
(roll 1d100 to continue)

Well well well, this place is familiar.

The member 'Torrin Voricar' has done the following action : Dices roll

'd100' : 99

The room jumps threw hundreds of locations until it lands finally.

You are standing here!

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Shmoxfub, who had been sleeping on Torrin's shoulder, stirs awake. "Where are we?" shmoxfub asks. "In the place that brought me to what would have otherwise been your eternal home, and" Torrin draws Dragon's Fang, "the place that led me to possessing this fine blade." Shmoxfub takes off from Torrin's shoulder gliding down to land on his bipedal feet. "interesting"

Torrin looks up startled as they are transported, "nevermind my little friend"

Torrin looks out attempting to see anything of importance as he and Shmoxfub move closer to the building before them

As the two of you walk toward the building you notice that it is actually a giant wall. There are two Dragonborn Knights standing guard at the gate.

Torrin sends Shmoxfub to a vantage point nearby before approaching the two dragonborn knights maintaining his distance and keeping his eyes peeled. "Hail brethren," he calls out to the two.

"Hail" They say in unison. "Your Clan Name?" one of them asks.

"My former clan name I have left behind me. I have since become a champion for clan Voricar, and since then been taken under the guidance of Ionoth" he makes his way a bit closer.

"Voricar, huh?" the gaurds give each other a side glance. "Well alright, Don't know anyone by the name of Inioth. But you may pass the Voricar are still a trusted clan." As the gates open you see a busy bustling city filled with Dragonborn. "Welcome to Avakosha."

"Thank you both," Torrin says with a curt nod, making his way through the gate.
Shmoxfub flies overtop the wall and reappears on Torrin's shoulder sitting with his legs crossed. Torrin gives him a sidelong grin as he continues along.
"See anything interesting?".
Shmoxfub responds, "Everything in your world interests me, but nothing stood out more than anything else did."

As you walk threw the city streets you see a group of kolbolds carrying a platform with a Dragonborn standing on top. the Dragonborn is wearing decorative heavy armor, and is brandishing his sword for the crowd that has gathered to see. The people in the crowd are in awe.

Torrin and Shmoxfub blend in with the crowd and stop to see who this is and what is taking place.

From what you can tell by over hearing the reaction and chatter of the crowd, he is a famous warrior of the Colosseum. he is on his way there now to compete in the tournament held every decade

As we look on is there any sense that he posssses any of the blood of Io? And is there anything else that I can tell about him from where I am standing?

Roll an Insight check

+2

The member 'Torrin Voricar' has done the following action : Dices roll

'd20' : 4

eesh shmoxfub your senses may be better than mine, see if you notice anything.

Shmoxfub checks to see if he notices anything

The member 'THE DM' has done the following action : Dices roll

'd20' : 11

Shmoxfub *sniff sniff* "It smells like he is indeed carrying a vial of blood with him. hufgh hufgh hufgh how interesting."

I turn to the dragonborn next to me, "I am not from this city, who is that dragonborn?" I ask pointing to the warrior "and how can I get an audience with him?"

Random dragonborn #67 says "haha, you want an audience with Baltrin! Well the only way I know of to see him face to face is in battle. But not many people survive that encounter."