“ Tomorrow, all of you will be meeting Lord Abt immediately after breakfast. You will need to be dressed in fine clothes but nothing that can inhibit your movements, as we never know when someone is ready to attack”, the young man says with a glint I his eyes, “Now there are a couple of things that you must know before we continue… Young lord Nilavor is not getting married, that is something you cannot misspeak about.”, he stressed his not as if to make a point, “Then, you mustn’t mention that the person you are escorting is Young lard Nilavor, as I am sure you have heard by now that he is presumed to be bedridden from some time ago. Last but not least do not trust the government gaurds stationed around here.”, yoked around the room with a serious look trying to see if he can trust you or not.
”I have to apologise for misleading all of you on the matter at hand. I had not trusted in telling you the real reason for my journey.” Nilavor stared into your eyes showing his sincerity through them, “I presume you have quite a few questions for me, please ask.”
All you can tell what they are saying is the truth.
Cyrano speaks up, "Well if we're not here for the wedding, then why exactly are we here? I suppose we could say we are the entourage for our bard as a cover story but it would be better if we knew the truth."
Vadania looked down at his current attire, "I came geared to escort a person to this town. I did not bring a set of courtly clothing; only practical travel and hunting kit. If you want anything more, you best be prepared to be disappointed." The Wood Elf brushed some dried mud off his tunic.
"I am getting tired of all this nonsense of identities and stories upon stories which keep growing each hour. Shoot straight. What is this all about?"
“I think we need a contract, as much as I hate the idea if you need us I want to be clear as to why and how much are we being paid. As for attire have no fear I intend to find a tailor and pay them very well”. And quite possibly a jeweler too.”
Cyrano & Vadania: Nilavor looks at all you, passing through the room melding to sure to look you in the eyes, his faces does not show much emotion but you are able to tell he is serious about what what he’s saying, “Originally, yes it was just going to be escorting me though marriage was an excuse since I didn’t want it to get out who I was and my location, so once again I apologise for deceiving you all. As for the real reason… let’s just say someone of very high political standing wants me, my father and a few other people dead, let’s keep it like that for now. I will explain it in more detail when we arrive at my father’s mansion,”, he then whispers, “the walls have ears after all we don’t know who or what may be listening as we speak at the moment.”
Fjörn: Nilavor nods his head in understanding, “I shall see what we can do when spew arrive at my place.”, he stops and ponders for a moment, “for clothes don’t worry too much, Carter here,” he refers to the young man in the room, “is a bit stiff with outsiders, if you want to go clothes shopping you may go ahead, I shall give you money just tell me the amounts you paid.”, Nilavor nods to himself.
All of you can tell what he says is true but some stuff has been left out. Vadania and Fjörn, you notice that Carter is not trustful of your group yet.
"Someone wanting a noble family dead is nothing new under the Sun. However, it does help explain the incident on the road earlier," Vadania quietly spoke as he looked at Nilavor critically. "A clothing brush and a clean overtunic will suffice for myself until such time we all can hear the full truth you keep hinting at." With that he sit in a corner chair, legs stretched out and arms tightly folded across his chest.
"Seems to me the questions I most want answered must remain until tomorrow but for now a definitive advisement on how much danger we are in seems prudent. " says Cyrano.
Nilavor hands all of you 15 GP each for your clothes, “This should do for whatever accessories and such need.”
Cyrano: “If you stop guarding me right now and just leave, nothing will happen to you as no one knows you are gaurding me, yet. But this may change in the future once they get to know about you… you will most likely have a bounty above your head and there won’t be a choice of dead or alive.”, Nilavor stated.
I totally forgot…. But what will you guys be doing with the captured assasins? Leaving them in the carriage or bringing them to the rooms?
The next day when Fjörn commissions a suit and jewelry he also pays for a bath message and a barber. If there’s no wedding to perform for he will try to make arrangements for a gig.
Vadania turns to his companions. "Give me four good hours to rest and I can take watch the rest of the night until the 'morrow. Then, it appears we are having a clothing day?"
Fjörn sleeps oblivious to anything going on around him if anyone tries to wake him he is subject to the spins he drank a little too much. It’s clear he can’t cover a watch.
Cyrano stays awake, alert of anything suspicious. For the the first 2 hours nothing of significance happens, the usually chatter and murmur of the tavern continuing late into the night, the sounds of mugs hitting the table, clinking of kegs, the ordering of food for a midnight snack perhaps, sizzling of food in the kitchen, all in all the atmosphere is quite peaceful. After time has passed you hear heavy footstep approaching your door becoming louder as they come closer and closer to your door. What will you do?
Not wanting to disturb the others unnecessarily, Cyrano moves quietly to a position that will leave him behind the door should it open. He then listens to hear what the steps do next.
As Cyrano stands there in the dark a slight flicker of hope flitters through him. One that soon turns to concern.
"Perhaps that is Teresa and Heidi. I haven't seen them since I left the tavern to get my new clothes. Vadania had said they were escorting the prisoners to the nearest guard house with the story that we had been attacked on the road but something about that worries me. Now that we know there is more to this than we know. Could they have been taken prisoner themselves?"
Rolled over in the OOC forum >> Vadania Insight = 17
“ Tomorrow, all of you will be meeting Lord Abt immediately after breakfast. You will need to be dressed in fine clothes but nothing that can inhibit your movements, as we never know when someone is ready to attack”, the young man says with a glint I his eyes, “Now there are a couple of things that you must know before we continue… Young lord Nilavor is not getting married, that is something you cannot misspeak about.”, he stressed his not as if to make a point, “Then, you mustn’t mention that the person you are escorting is Young lard Nilavor, as I am sure you have heard by now that he is presumed to be bedridden from some time ago. Last but not least do not trust the government gaurds stationed around here.”, yoked around the room with a serious look trying to see if he can trust you or not.
”I have to apologise for misleading all of you on the matter at hand. I had not trusted in telling you the real reason for my journey.” Nilavor stared into your eyes showing his sincerity through them, “I presume you have quite a few questions for me, please ask.”
All you can tell what they are saying is the truth.
Cyrano speaks up, "Well if we're not here for the wedding, then why exactly are we here? I suppose we could say we are the entourage for our bard as a cover story but it would be better if we knew the truth."
Rogue Quin Oberon /Mercer's Tavern
Ranger Rigel Foresyth /LMOP
Fighter Barnabus Ironheel /North lands campaign
Fighter Flynt McGraw /Stormraider
Vadania looked down at his current attire, "I came geared to escort a person to this town. I did not bring a set of courtly clothing; only practical travel and hunting kit. If you want anything more, you best be prepared to be disappointed. " The Wood Elf brushed some dried mud off his tunic.
"I am getting tired of all this nonsense of identities and stories upon stories which keep growing each hour. Shoot straight. What is this all about?"
“I think we need a contract, as much as I hate the idea if you need us I want to be clear as to why and how much are we being paid.
As for attire have no fear I intend to find a tailor and pay them very well”.
And quite possibly a jeweler too.”
*Sha-gravis *Fjörn Bhrünt *Leif Aulderoot *Saltstrider *Eron Colborn
Cyrano & Vadania: Nilavor looks at all you, passing through the room melding to sure to look you in the eyes, his faces does not show much emotion but you are able to tell he is serious about what what he’s saying, “Originally, yes it was just going to be escorting me though marriage was an excuse since I didn’t want it to get out who I was and my location, so once again I apologise for deceiving you all. As for the real reason… let’s just say someone of very high political standing wants me, my father and a few other people dead, let’s keep it like that for now. I will explain it in more detail when we arrive at my father’s mansion,”, he then whispers, “the walls have ears after all we don’t know who or what may be listening as we speak at the moment.”
Fjörn: Nilavor nods his head in understanding, “I shall see what we can do when spew arrive at my place.”, he stops and ponders for a moment, “for clothes don’t worry too much, Carter here,” he refers to the young man in the room, “is a bit stiff with outsiders, if you want to go clothes shopping you may go ahead, I shall give you money just tell me the amounts you paid.”, Nilavor nods to himself.
All of you can tell what he says is true but some stuff has been left out. Vadania and Fjörn, you notice that Carter is not trustful of your group yet.
Is there anything else you want to ask?
"Someone wanting a noble family dead is nothing new under the Sun. However, it does help explain the incident on the road earlier," Vadania quietly spoke as he looked at Nilavor critically. "A clothing brush and a clean overtunic will suffice for myself until such time we all can hear the full truth you keep hinting at." With that he sit in a corner chair, legs stretched out and arms tightly folded across his chest.
"Seems to me the questions I most want answered must remain until tomorrow but for now a definitive advisement on how much danger we are in seems prudent. " says Cyrano.
Rogue Quin Oberon /Mercer's Tavern
Ranger Rigel Foresyth /LMOP
Fighter Barnabus Ironheel /North lands campaign
Fighter Flynt McGraw /Stormraider
A tailored suit of fine clothes and 100g (neck chain, bracelet, ring). For example.
*Sha-gravis *Fjörn Bhrünt *Leif Aulderoot *Saltstrider *Eron Colborn
Nilavor hands all of you 15 GP each for your clothes, “This should do for whatever accessories and such need.”
Cyrano: “If you stop guarding me right now and just leave, nothing will happen to you as no one knows you are gaurding me, yet. But this may change in the future once they get to know about you… you will most likely have a bounty above your head and there won’t be a choice of dead or alive.”, Nilavor stated.
I totally forgot…. But what will you guys be doing with the captured assasins? Leaving them in the carriage or bringing them to the rooms?
The next day when Fjörn commissions a suit and jewelry he also pays for a bath message and a barber. If there’s no wedding to perform for he will try to make arrangements for a gig.
*Sha-gravis *Fjörn Bhrünt *Leif Aulderoot *Saltstrider *Eron Colborn
If that's all you have to ask, who will be taking first watch? Pls roll.
Vadania turns to his companions. "Give me four good hours to rest and I can take watch the rest of the night until the 'morrow. Then, it appears we are having a clothing day?"
Cyrano takes first watch.
10
(Not sure if it was a straight d20 roll or perception checks. If it was perception then add 5)
Rogue Quin Oberon /Mercer's Tavern
Ranger Rigel Foresyth /LMOP
Fighter Barnabus Ironheel /North lands campaign
Fighter Flynt McGraw /Stormraider
Cyrano spends his watch working and shaping stones.
Rogue Quin Oberon /Mercer's Tavern
Ranger Rigel Foresyth /LMOP
Fighter Barnabus Ironheel /North lands campaign
Fighter Flynt McGraw /Stormraider
Fjörn sleeps oblivious to anything going on around him if anyone tries to wake him he is subject to the spins he drank a little too much. It’s clear he can’t cover a watch.
*Sha-gravis *Fjörn Bhrünt *Leif Aulderoot *Saltstrider *Eron Colborn
Cyrano stays awake, alert of anything suspicious. For the the first 2 hours nothing of significance happens, the usually chatter and murmur of the tavern continuing late into the night, the sounds of mugs hitting the table, clinking of kegs, the ordering of food for a midnight snack perhaps, sizzling of food in the kitchen, all in all the atmosphere is quite peaceful. After time has passed you hear heavy footstep approaching your door becoming louder as they come closer and closer to your door. What will you do?
Not wanting to disturb the others unnecessarily, Cyrano moves quietly to a position that will leave him behind the door should it open. He then listens to hear what the steps do next.
Stealth: 15
Perception: 15
Rogue Quin Oberon /Mercer's Tavern
Ranger Rigel Foresyth /LMOP
Fighter Barnabus Ironheel /North lands campaign
Fighter Flynt McGraw /Stormraider
As Cyrano stands there in the dark a slight flicker of hope flitters through him. One that soon turns to concern.
"Perhaps that is Teresa and Heidi. I haven't seen them since I left the tavern to get my new clothes. Vadania had said they were escorting the prisoners to the nearest guard house with the story that we had been attacked on the road but something about that worries me. Now that we know there is more to this than we know. Could they have been taken prisoner themselves?"
Rogue Quin Oberon /Mercer's Tavern
Ranger Rigel Foresyth /LMOP
Fighter Barnabus Ironheel /North lands campaign
Fighter Flynt McGraw /Stormraider