"Thank you very much, Captain. We will our best to bring you good news. One last thing, during the fight, I used 1 healing potion on one of your guard who was dying. Any idea if he feels better ?"
Glancing at the map, Grimnir sees that there is a Brewery in this city and notes its location. This is a place he will have to visit as it is one of the reason he came to the underdark.
Oorr takes the insignia from the Captain:" Thank you, Captain. I am with my friend Grimnir, here. We will try our best. "
Then, when the party is out the garrison:" Friends, I think we can check the Bazaar first, maybe we can find better equipment. Then, I would suggest visiting the stone giants. After that, the Furrow. "
"The Bazaar is closing for the evening. I think after the events of today, it might be best if you head to the inn and get some rest. You'll have plenty to do in the morning, and the bazaar opens good and early. Any of the stone guard can assist you in navigating the city, and escorting you to Cairngorm Cavern. Just show them the insignias, and they'll know you're working for me," explains Errde.
Oorr follows Valrish toward the inn, giving some looks at the city along the way, for any kind of creature that might spy on them. Perception 9
You do not see anyone spying on you, but you do see several duergar guards openly keeping an eye on you. You may be free of an escort, but you're not exactly trusted yet.
Errde bids you all farewell, looking forward to any reports on Droki or other signs of strange behavior. You are free to move about the darklake district, though you will still need an escort to travel South of the chasm known as Laduguer's Furrow.
You make your way out of Overlake Hold, and see the city streets thinning of people and commerce as the town shifts into what is considered night time for the Underdark. Backtracking where Weltha had pointed to before, you find the entrance to The Ghohlbrorn's Lair, which is not much more than a door in the side of a rock. You enter, and head into a cavern under the street level that opens into a wide central chamber that is unmistakably a dining room. It is cold, dark, cramped, and not all that comfortable, but you see a few overworlders talking at tables, and what looks to be a bar nearby, which also appears to be where you can book a room. Various twisting tunnels lead off of this main chamber, presumably to lodging.
Grimnir steps inside the inn, nods at a few faces looking at them and meets the innkeeper. "G'day sir, we will need 1 or 2 rooms for tonight please. How much would this be? It is needless to say that we'll also try you cuisine and have some ale if you can provide."
Ooc: ahah is it in character ? wondering if my English is good :) (I’m French)....
Grimnir is enjoying this moment. Even with the goodberry in his stomach, there is still some place for cooked food. It’s going to be his first real meal for months. “By “cuisine”, I mean the duergar delicatessen. Maybe we can have a decent meal tonight!!!”
The innkeeper is a dark gray duergar, tending bar, and yelling back to a window where you hear and see signs of food being prepared.
"Aye, we have water, and ale courtesy of the darklake brewery. If you be wanting something else, check the menu. We have plenty of edible fungus and fish from the lake, but we also have some of what you overlanders eat, for a bit of extra coin that is." He gives you a slight smirk. "Rooms are five silver pieces a night. Pay me, then pick any open room you like."
You see a board to the right with what looks like a menu, written in common. As promised you see offerings of edible fungus and underdark fish for a few silver, but their are also options for mutton, salmon, and bread, priced in gold.
"Mutton? After all this time eating those fungae, I can't think of anything better for dinner." Valrish licks his snout, and his mouth waters at the thought of some meat. "How long will it take for it to be ready?" He asks the innkeeper.
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The innkeepers eyes widen a bit, but he doesn't waste much time scooping the gold in to his money drawer. "Just name your order, I'll have it out to you in about 15 minutes. Sit anywhere you like," then in a little quieter voice, "but don't go flashing that coin around if you don't want trouble."
You place your orders and take a seat at a nearby table. The room isn't full, but there's a fair amount of chatter coming from different groups of people eating food and drinking ale. Behind you is a group of deep gnomes, talking quickly about which kind of gemstone is the best. Over to the side of the room appears to be a mixed band of elves, dwarves and humans, talking quietly. A more raucous gathering of halflings and gnomes is trying to get up a song or tune going, but they can't seem to get anyone to join.
Griming nods at Belwar, that goes have a conversation with his fellow deep gnomes. Then, turning to Oorr: "I'm not sure but I think you overpaid the innkeeper... anyway I think it's a good idea to have the innkeeper in our pocket."
"So tell me, my friends, now that we have a bit of time. I have never ask you how did you get caught by these freaking drows? Did they caught you on the surface? Where do you want to go?"
Oorr goes a bit nostalgic about recalling his patrols on the Star Mounts." Oh, my friend. I recall I was patrolling the lowest peaks of the Star Mounts and checking on giant eagles' nests. There were signs of elementals, not a good omen for my people. Then darkness. They must have used their sleeping darts. What about you?"
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"Thank you very much, Captain. We will our best to bring you good news.
One last thing, during the fight, I used 1 healing potion on one of your guard who was dying. Any idea if he feels better ?"
Glancing at the map, Grimnir sees that there is a Brewery in this city and notes its location. This is a place he will have to visit as it is one of the reason he came to the underdark.
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Oorr takes the insignia from the Captain: " Thank you, Captain. I am with my friend Grimnir, here. We will try our best. "
Then, when the party is out the garrison: " Friends, I think we can check the Bazaar first, maybe we can find better equipment. Then, I would suggest visiting the stone giants. After that, the Furrow. "
"I would also need a short to heal my wound from the fight with the giant"
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In Pause: Grimnir " Shadow-Feet", Lv 11 Owner of "The Basilisk & the Monk" (OotA) - Kurma Kappa, Lv 8 Priest of Oghma (ToA)
Currently DM'ing: Princes of Apocalypse >> Tomb of Annihilation
"The Bazaar is closing for the evening. I think after the events of today, it might be best if you head to the inn and get some rest. You'll have plenty to do in the morning, and the bazaar opens good and early. Any of the stone guard can assist you in navigating the city, and escorting you to Cairngorm Cavern. Just show them the insignias, and they'll know you're working for me," explains Errde.
"Let's get to the inn then." Valrish pins the insignia to his clothes, and looks for the exit.
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Valrish (Dragonborn // Barbarian 6) - Out of the Abyss - play by post
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SPANISH - Storm King's Thunder
Oorr follows Valrish toward the inn, giving some looks at the city along the way, for any kind of creature that might spy on them.
Perception 7
Grimnir is following the dragonborn and pinning the emblem on his suit.
Currently Playing: Regdus Ironfist (Greyhawk) Lvl 1 Storm Sorcerer ; Goraseth Drerjoxian (Icespeak) Lvl 3 Paladin Oath of Glory; Lerak (The Wild Beyond the Witchlight) Lvl 3 Barbarian Wild Magic
In Pause: Grimnir " Shadow-Feet", Lv 11 Owner of "The Basilisk & the Monk" (OotA) - Kurma Kappa, Lv 8 Priest of Oghma (ToA)
Currently DM'ing: Princes of Apocalypse >> Tomb of Annihilation
Errde bids you all farewell, looking forward to any reports on Droki or other signs of strange behavior. You are free to move about the darklake district, though you will still need an escort to travel South of the chasm known as Laduguer's Furrow.
You make your way out of Overlake Hold, and see the city streets thinning of people and commerce as the town shifts into what is considered night time for the Underdark. Backtracking where Weltha had pointed to before, you find the entrance to The Ghohlbrorn's Lair, which is not much more than a door in the side of a rock. You enter, and head into a cavern under the street level that opens into a wide central chamber that is unmistakably a dining room. It is cold, dark, cramped, and not all that comfortable, but you see a few overworlders talking at tables, and what looks to be a bar nearby, which also appears to be where you can book a room. Various twisting tunnels lead off of this main chamber, presumably to lodging.
Grimnir steps inside the inn, nods at a few faces looking at them and meets the innkeeper.
"G'day sir, we will need 1 or 2 rooms for tonight please. How much would this be? It is needless to say that we'll also try you cuisine and have some ale if you can provide."
Currently Playing: Regdus Ironfist (Greyhawk) Lvl 1 Storm Sorcerer ; Goraseth Drerjoxian (Icespeak) Lvl 3 Paladin Oath of Glory; Lerak (The Wild Beyond the Witchlight) Lvl 3 Barbarian Wild Magic
In Pause: Grimnir " Shadow-Feet", Lv 11 Owner of "The Basilisk & the Monk" (OotA) - Kurma Kappa, Lv 8 Priest of Oghma (ToA)
Currently DM'ing: Princes of Apocalypse >> Tomb of Annihilation
"And fresh water, please"
Then, Oorr asks Grimnir: " What is a cuisine? "
Ooc: ahah is it in character ? wondering if my English is good :) (I’m French)....
Grimnir is enjoying this moment. Even with the goodberry in his stomach, there is still some place for cooked food. It’s going to be his first real meal for months. “By “cuisine”, I mean the duergar delicatessen. Maybe we can have a decent meal tonight!!!”
Currently Playing: Regdus Ironfist (Greyhawk) Lvl 1 Storm Sorcerer ; Goraseth Drerjoxian (Icespeak) Lvl 3 Paladin Oath of Glory; Lerak (The Wild Beyond the Witchlight) Lvl 3 Barbarian Wild Magic
In Pause: Grimnir " Shadow-Feet", Lv 11 Owner of "The Basilisk & the Monk" (OotA) - Kurma Kappa, Lv 8 Priest of Oghma (ToA)
Currently DM'ing: Princes of Apocalypse >> Tomb of Annihilation
OOC LOL yes it was for roleplaying ;-) your English is perfect.
"Ah, you mean food. Yes, the berry did its job, but I would like to eat some fish nonetheless."
The innkeeper is a dark gray duergar, tending bar, and yelling back to a window where you hear and see signs of food being prepared.
"Aye, we have water, and ale courtesy of the darklake brewery. If you be wanting something else, check the menu. We have plenty of edible fungus and fish from the lake, but we also have some of what you overlanders eat, for a bit of extra coin that is." He gives you a slight smirk. "Rooms are five silver pieces a night. Pay me, then pick any open room you like."
You see a board to the right with what looks like a menu, written in common. As promised you see offerings of edible fungus and underdark fish for a few silver, but their are also options for mutton, salmon, and bread, priced in gold.
Oorr hands 10 gold pieces over the innkeeper. "Here, good sir. This should cover tonight's accommodation for all of us and most of the food."
"I take some salmon, please."
"Mutton? After all this time eating those fungae, I can't think of anything better for dinner." Valrish licks his snout, and his mouth waters at the thought of some meat. "How long will it take for it to be ready?" He asks the innkeeper.
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Valrish (Dragonborn // Barbarian 6) - Out of the Abyss - play by post
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SPANISH - Storm King's Thunder
The innkeepers eyes widen a bit, but he doesn't waste much time scooping the gold in to his money drawer. "Just name your order, I'll have it out to you in about 15 minutes. Sit anywhere you like," then in a little quieter voice, "but don't go flashing that coin around if you don't want trouble."
You place your orders and take a seat at a nearby table. The room isn't full, but there's a fair amount of chatter coming from different groups of people eating food and drinking ale. Behind you is a group of deep gnomes, talking quickly about which kind of gemstone is the best. Over to the side of the room appears to be a mixed band of elves, dwarves and humans, talking quietly. A more raucous gathering of halflings and gnomes is trying to get up a song or tune going, but they can't seem to get anyone to join.
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Griming nods at Belwar, that goes have a conversation with his fellow deep gnomes. Then, turning to Oorr: "I'm not sure but I think you overpaid the innkeeper... anyway I think it's a good idea to have the innkeeper in our pocket."
"So tell me, my friends, now that we have a bit of time. I have never ask you how did you get caught by these freaking drows? Did they caught you on the surface? Where do you want to go?"
Currently Playing: Regdus Ironfist (Greyhawk) Lvl 1 Storm Sorcerer ; Goraseth Drerjoxian (Icespeak) Lvl 3 Paladin Oath of Glory; Lerak (The Wild Beyond the Witchlight) Lvl 3 Barbarian Wild Magic
In Pause: Grimnir " Shadow-Feet", Lv 11 Owner of "The Basilisk & the Monk" (OotA) - Kurma Kappa, Lv 8 Priest of Oghma (ToA)
Currently DM'ing: Princes of Apocalypse >> Tomb of Annihilation
Oorr goes a bit nostalgic about recalling his patrols on the Star Mounts. " Oh, my friend. I recall I was patrolling the lowest peaks of the Star Mounts and checking on giant eagles' nests. There were signs of elementals, not a good omen for my people. Then darkness. They must have used their sleeping darts. What about you?"