"well he is on this plane of existence, His name is Trent Blacksaw, he runs the Golden Glove group of thieves. He took something from me. I plan to repay the favor." Fiven clenches his fist as he finishes his sentence.
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Onyx Greyscale Lv3 - Human Ranger - Hanging out at The Rest in the Quest
Fiven - Wood Elf Monk 3 / Rogue 2 - Private Campaign - Seeking a new adventure
Rokas Lv7 - Wood Elf Rogue - D&D Origins @ Local Game Store, Hex & CO, NYC
Myx grins. "Oh, a local ruffian who roughed you up in the past. Well, this could be a simple exchange, unless there is something that you need to tell me more than his affiliation with a thieves' guild. I'm sure someone to elude a nightmare may have more than just a name to their accolades." Her eyes look much sharper than they were a few minutes ago as she splits the stack of coins into two, then merge them together again.
"He's not just any ruffian, among the criminal underground he is feared and respected no one dares cross him or his constituents for the punishment is cruel and never-ending." Fiven starts to walk around the room as he speaks. "I was once part of his troupe of thieves and assains and had made a name for my self within the group, we were tasked to go to a monastery in search for two daggers that according to legend have some magical endowment to whoever is chosen to wield them. What wasn't conveyed is that if you touch them and you are not a chosen one. it causes you to turn against those who trust you." Fiven continues to tell his tale while looking around at the art in the room circling Myx at the table. "There were three of us who went in when the other two grabbed each dagger they turned against me and each other. After doing what I had to do the members of the monastery captured me and brought me before their master for judgment. it was that moment that changed my life for the better as I was offered to stay and change my ways and learn the simple life. after studying for almost 5 years I was given the opportunity to prove my self. with that, I was offered the daggers in a ceremony. The abilities I received from them was worth another 10 years of training. I was transcended into deep meditation where I stayed for 7 days sitting in the middle of the courtyard. When I exited my trance and word had spread to the other monasteries that a chosen one had been found, the word also reached the Golden Gloves who acted swiftly, sending 10 men to once again try and steal the daggers. With the help of my brethren, we fought to keep the daggers safe which we were able to successfully hide them but to stop the bloodshed I gave my self up to be captured. 3 years I spent in their dungeons being tortured, whipped, burnt, starved, bones broken & carved into"Fiven exposes his back to Myx the scars in full view he continues his tail with no break. "during one such torture session, the daggers were presented to me in a glass case, I was told of the story of killing everyone in the monastery my rage grew until one day there was an opportunity to escape. I was able to get to the daggers and as the chosen one was able to fight my way through, slicing through the air whisper quiet. Ending the lives of anyone and everyone in the still of the night, not one scream was heard. But even thru all that Trent was nowhere to be found. Now Ms. Myx you see why I need some information." Fiven sits back down at the table and places his hands' palms up on the table waiting for her response.
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Onyx Greyscale Lv3 - Human Ranger - Hanging out at The Rest in the Quest
Fiven - Wood Elf Monk 3 / Rogue 2 - Private Campaign - Seeking a new adventure
Rokas Lv7 - Wood Elf Rogue - D&D Origins @ Local Game Store, Hex & CO, NYC
"My, my... It appears the nightmare of others has his own nightmares that haunt him." She chuckles. "There are, of course, certain repercussions to me divulging information after finding it. I should be able to find out information about Trent Blackshaw for you. We can, of course, negotiate a fee based on the complexity of my networking required." Myx takes one of the gold pieces off of the pile, placing it in front of Fiven. "You should keep onto this piece of gold. It'll mean I can come find you later to discuss what I can find. If you lose it, then I cannot guarantee finding you in this cosmos; it is quite a big place, after all."
Main Hall
The door slams open as three large orcs enter the tavern. They look around with their beady eyes, their hands readied by their battleaxes at their sides. The one in front grunts to the others as they approach the bar. Ragella looks at them as they approach with a confident smirk as the leader slams his hand on the bar. "Drink! Gimme an ale!" He grunts in common.
"Show yer coin, and we'll pull you a pint, hun." Ragella replies.
Fiven accepts the coin and shoves it into a slit on the top of his boot. "Whatever the price I will be sure to pay for this information, but it must not be found that I am the one inquiring this information it may lead to him seeking further help to hide or come after me again"
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Onyx Greyscale Lv3 - Human Ranger - Hanging out at The Rest in the Quest
Fiven - Wood Elf Monk 3 / Rogue 2 - Private Campaign - Seeking a new adventure
Rokas Lv7 - Wood Elf Rogue - D&D Origins @ Local Game Store, Hex & CO, NYC
"My dear Fiven, this is strictly confidential, and none of my sources will ever track it back to here." Myx says in a somewhat patronising, yet comforting tone. She pats him on the head. "You don't worry your little head about it, just carry on with your life while you can and I will do what I am good at doing."She looks to the empty table. "Well, it looks like we don't have a drink here to settle the deal with. Would you be a darling and call for that waiter?"
The orc gives Ragella a grim look. "Give. Me. Ale." He demands, as Arnold slips out of the kitchen and nimbly manoeuvres through the orcs seemingly undetected as he makes his way to the private rooms.
Ragella smirks again. "Show yer coin, and you'll get yer service."
Private Room
After about 20 seconds, there is a knock on the door. "Enter." Myx says as Arnold opens the door and slips into room. "Ah, excellent. The young lad and myself appear to be without a drink at the moment. Would you be a dear and get us something nice; perhaps a lemon and raspberry iced drink for myself." She then looks to Fiven. "And what would you like, my dear? Something different from water, perhaps?"
Fiven thinks for a second, after telling his tale he could use something other than water. "I'll take a shot of whiskey and that iced tea sounds good too" he replies back in his soft quiet voice
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Onyx Greyscale Lv3 - Human Ranger - Hanging out at The Rest in the Quest
Fiven - Wood Elf Monk 3 / Rogue 2 - Private Campaign - Seeking a new adventure
Rokas Lv7 - Wood Elf Rogue - D&D Origins @ Local Game Store, Hex & CO, NYC
"Of course." Arnold nods, taking the order with him as he heads off to take care of the order.
Myx looks to Fiven. "Now, my dear, you should spend some time relaxing." She says, placing the nine remaining gold coins into her purse. "Perhaps a cleric could help you fix your physical wounds, hmm? I know a lovely little place that you might enjoy a night at." She chuckles self-indulgently.
Main Hall
The orcs attempt to stare down Ragella, who just smirks. "No coin, no service." She says, her own hand ready to pull a weapon on the orcs should things go south.
The orc leading the other two looms over Ragella, but after a moment of glaring, looks to one of the others. "Pass her the coin." He says. The second orc reaches into a pouch and retrieves a couple of silver pieces.
Arnold slips beside Regalla, whispering to her. Ragella looks tot he orcs. "There we are. Now, take a seat and we'll bring your ale over, gents."
The three orcs grunt and go lurk at a corner table.
"Problem?" Sloth peeks her head out of the door, "Do you think a freshly cooked mutton will make them a bit more calm, Raggy?" She asks as the scent of roasting mutton and apples start to waft out of the kitchen. She places a small plate with a slice of the meat on it, its drizzled with the apple sauce and has a few slices along with it, nicely baked. "Hand it to the big one there, he seems to be in charge."
"Ta, hun."Ragella says, taking the plate. "Think we've got a rowdy trio, probably back from a bad hunt or something." She begins to pour three large ales for the orcs before taking it over with the platter of mutton. "Chef's orders, try a bit." She says, placing in front of the slightly bigger orc.
Myx smirks as she reaches back into her bag. This time she pulls a long cigarette holder and a pre-rolled cigarette. "I hope you don't mind." She says. "A lady needs to have her own personal vices." She begins to light the cigarette which lets out purple smoke and an unusually unique aroma.
Main Hall
The orcs seems to quieten down a little with the charitable donation of the meat, grumbling to one another as Ragella returns and begins sorting drinks out from Arnold's order.
"Once again, Miss Sloth's meals stop blades from swinging." Arnold comments.
The door opens, a hulking figure stepping through. The figure is wearing light plate armor made of dark steel, a large helmet upon their head. Two huge ivory horns grow from the sides of the head. Two hooves take the place of feet at the ends of their long legs. A greatsword is strapped to their back. A curiosity about their appearance, though, is a missing pauldron, exposing scarred, tan skin. They stomp to the bar, sitting heavily. "A drink." A gruff voice emanates from inside the helmet.
Kelryn practically has stars in her eyes as she watches the new stranger come into the tavern. She observes him curiously as she tunes her lute for the next song.
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A well dressed half-elf walks in to the Tavern. He looks 30 with slicked back black hair and well kept beard to match. His body is toned and he seems a bit taller than average. He isn't carrying weapons or wearing armour but he does have a bag of holding in hand. He walks to the bar and gives the waitress a small smile as he tries to decide what to drink.
"Pull up a seat stranger."Ragella backons the half-elf closer. "I'll be right with you once I've poured something for this one here." She gestures slightly at the tall armoured figure also sat at the bar. The new patrons can feel the leering eyes of the trio of orcs in the corner, loudly gobbling down the slices of meat they were given alongside messy gulps of beer.
Arnold walks past the new patrons and heads off to another part of the tavern, carrying a tray with a couple of mixed drinks upon it.
Private Room
Arnold knocks before stepping into the room with Myx and Fiven. "Apologies for the delay in service." He says as he places the drinks down on the table.
"Oh, not at all." Myx replies with a warm tone. "We were just enjoying the finer points." She takes a puff of her cigarette, the purple smoke lightly dancing towards the ceiling of the room.
In a warm tone "Thank You" He pulls up a chair and sits down he pulls a pouch out of his bag alongside some cards. he places the pouch on the bar and starts dealing himself some cards seemingly playing blackjack by himself. Whilst playing he looks other his shoulder at the orcs and smiles.
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"well he is on this plane of existence, His name is Trent Blacksaw, he runs the Golden Glove group of thieves. He took something from me. I plan to repay the favor." Fiven clenches his fist as he finishes his sentence.
Killian Greycastle Lv3 - Human Wild Magic Sorcerer - Lost In The Endless Tower, DM Pokepaladdy
Onyx Greyscale Lv3 - Human Ranger - Hanging out at The Rest in the Quest
Fiven - Wood Elf Monk 3 / Rogue 2 - Private Campaign - Seeking a new adventure
Rokas Lv7 - Wood Elf Rogue - D&D Origins @ Local Game Store, Hex & CO, NYC
Myx grins. "Oh, a local ruffian who roughed you up in the past. Well, this could be a simple exchange, unless there is something that you need to tell me more than his affiliation with a thieves' guild. I'm sure someone to elude a nightmare may have more than just a name to their accolades." Her eyes look much sharper than they were a few minutes ago as she splits the stack of coins into two, then merge them together again.
Current Player In: The Guild as Elsara Deepmoon
"He's not just any ruffian, among the criminal underground he is feared and respected no one dares cross him or his constituents for the punishment is cruel and never-ending." Fiven starts to walk around the room as he speaks. "I was once part of his troupe of thieves and assains and had made a name for my self within the group, we were tasked to go to a monastery in search for two daggers that according to legend have some magical endowment to whoever is chosen to wield them. What wasn't conveyed is that if you touch them and you are not a chosen one. it causes you to turn against those who trust you." Fiven continues to tell his tale while looking around at the art in the room circling Myx at the table. "There were three of us who went in when the other two grabbed each dagger they turned against me and each other. After doing what I had to do the members of the monastery captured me and brought me before their master for judgment. it was that moment that changed my life for the better as I was offered to stay and change my ways and learn the simple life. after studying for almost 5 years I was given the opportunity to prove my self. with that, I was offered the daggers in a ceremony. The abilities I received from them was worth another 10 years of training. I was transcended into deep meditation where I stayed for 7 days sitting in the middle of the courtyard. When I exited my trance and word had spread to the other monasteries that a chosen one had been found, the word also reached the Golden Gloves who acted swiftly, sending 10 men to once again try and steal the daggers. With the help of my brethren, we fought to keep the daggers safe which we were able to successfully hide them but to stop the bloodshed I gave my self up to be captured. 3 years I spent in their dungeons being tortured, whipped, burnt, starved, bones broken & carved into" Fiven exposes his back to Myx the scars in full view he continues his tail with no break. "during one such torture session, the daggers were presented to me in a glass case, I was told of the story of killing everyone in the monastery my rage grew until one day there was an opportunity to escape. I was able to get to the daggers and as the chosen one was able to fight my way through, slicing through the air whisper quiet. Ending the lives of anyone and everyone in the still of the night, not one scream was heard. But even thru all that Trent was nowhere to be found. Now Ms. Myx you see why I need some information." Fiven sits back down at the table and places his hands' palms up on the table waiting for her response.
Killian Greycastle Lv3 - Human Wild Magic Sorcerer - Lost In The Endless Tower, DM Pokepaladdy
Onyx Greyscale Lv3 - Human Ranger - Hanging out at The Rest in the Quest
Fiven - Wood Elf Monk 3 / Rogue 2 - Private Campaign - Seeking a new adventure
Rokas Lv7 - Wood Elf Rogue - D&D Origins @ Local Game Store, Hex & CO, NYC
Private Room
"My, my... It appears the nightmare of others has his own nightmares that haunt him." She chuckles. "There are, of course, certain repercussions to me divulging information after finding it. I should be able to find out information about Trent Blackshaw for you. We can, of course, negotiate a fee based on the complexity of my networking required." Myx takes one of the gold pieces off of the pile, placing it in front of Fiven. "You should keep onto this piece of gold. It'll mean I can come find you later to discuss what I can find. If you lose it, then I cannot guarantee finding you in this cosmos; it is quite a big place, after all."
Main Hall
The door slams open as three large orcs enter the tavern. They look around with their beady eyes, their hands readied by their battleaxes at their sides. The one in front grunts to the others as they approach the bar. Ragella looks at them as they approach with a confident smirk as the leader slams his hand on the bar. "Drink! Gimme an ale!" He grunts in common.
"Show yer coin, and we'll pull you a pint, hun." Ragella replies.
Current Player In: The Guild as Elsara Deepmoon
Fiven accepts the coin and shoves it into a slit on the top of his boot. "Whatever the price I will be sure to pay for this information, but it must not be found that I am the one inquiring this information it may lead to him seeking further help to hide or come after me again"
Killian Greycastle Lv3 - Human Wild Magic Sorcerer - Lost In The Endless Tower, DM Pokepaladdy
Onyx Greyscale Lv3 - Human Ranger - Hanging out at The Rest in the Quest
Fiven - Wood Elf Monk 3 / Rogue 2 - Private Campaign - Seeking a new adventure
Rokas Lv7 - Wood Elf Rogue - D&D Origins @ Local Game Store, Hex & CO, NYC
Private Room
"My dear Fiven, this is strictly confidential, and none of my sources will ever track it back to here." Myx says in a somewhat patronising, yet comforting tone. She pats him on the head. "You don't worry your little head about it, just carry on with your life while you can and I will do what I am good at doing." She looks to the empty table. "Well, it looks like we don't have a drink here to settle the deal with. Would you be a darling and call for that waiter?"
Current Player In: The Guild as Elsara Deepmoon
Fiven accepts her reply and rings for Arnold
Killian Greycastle Lv3 - Human Wild Magic Sorcerer - Lost In The Endless Tower, DM Pokepaladdy
Onyx Greyscale Lv3 - Human Ranger - Hanging out at The Rest in the Quest
Fiven - Wood Elf Monk 3 / Rogue 2 - Private Campaign - Seeking a new adventure
Rokas Lv7 - Wood Elf Rogue - D&D Origins @ Local Game Store, Hex & CO, NYC
Main Hall
The orc gives Ragella a grim look. "Give. Me. Ale." He demands, as Arnold slips out of the kitchen and nimbly manoeuvres through the orcs seemingly undetected as he makes his way to the private rooms.
Ragella smirks again. "Show yer coin, and you'll get yer service."
Private Room
After about 20 seconds, there is a knock on the door. "Enter." Myx says as Arnold opens the door and slips into room. "Ah, excellent. The young lad and myself appear to be without a drink at the moment. Would you be a dear and get us something nice; perhaps a lemon and raspberry iced drink for myself." She then looks to Fiven. "And what would you like, my dear? Something different from water, perhaps?"
Current Player In: The Guild as Elsara Deepmoon
Fiven thinks for a second, after telling his tale he could use something other than water. "I'll take a shot of whiskey and that iced tea sounds good too" he replies back in his soft quiet voice
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Onyx Greyscale Lv3 - Human Ranger - Hanging out at The Rest in the Quest
Fiven - Wood Elf Monk 3 / Rogue 2 - Private Campaign - Seeking a new adventure
Rokas Lv7 - Wood Elf Rogue - D&D Origins @ Local Game Store, Hex & CO, NYC
The Private Room
"Of course." Arnold nods, taking the order with him as he heads off to take care of the order.
Myx looks to Fiven. "Now, my dear, you should spend some time relaxing." She says, placing the nine remaining gold coins into her purse. "Perhaps a cleric could help you fix your physical wounds, hmm? I know a lovely little place that you might enjoy a night at." She chuckles self-indulgently.
Main Hall
The orcs attempt to stare down Ragella, who just smirks. "No coin, no service." She says, her own hand ready to pull a weapon on the orcs should things go south.
The orc leading the other two looms over Ragella, but after a moment of glaring, looks to one of the others. "Pass her the coin." He says. The second orc reaches into a pouch and retrieves a couple of silver pieces.
Arnold slips beside Regalla, whispering to her. Ragella looks tot he orcs. "There we are. Now, take a seat and we'll bring your ale over, gents."
The three orcs grunt and go lurk at a corner table.
Current Player In: The Guild as Elsara Deepmoon
"Problem?" Sloth peeks her head out of the door, "Do you think a freshly cooked mutton will make them a bit more calm, Raggy?" She asks as the scent of roasting mutton and apples start to waft out of the kitchen. She places a small plate with a slice of the meat on it, its drizzled with the apple sauce and has a few slices along with it, nicely baked. "Hand it to the big one there, he seems to be in charge."
Main Hall
"Ta, hun." Ragella says, taking the plate. "Think we've got a rowdy trio, probably back from a bad hunt or something." She begins to pour three large ales for the orcs before taking it over with the platter of mutton. "Chef's orders, try a bit." She says, placing in front of the slightly bigger orc.
Current Player In: The Guild as Elsara Deepmoon
Private room: Fiven smiles at Myx's mention of getting his wounds fixed. "In due time, for now, I choose to live with them."
Killian Greycastle Lv3 - Human Wild Magic Sorcerer - Lost In The Endless Tower, DM Pokepaladdy
Onyx Greyscale Lv3 - Human Ranger - Hanging out at The Rest in the Quest
Fiven - Wood Elf Monk 3 / Rogue 2 - Private Campaign - Seeking a new adventure
Rokas Lv7 - Wood Elf Rogue - D&D Origins @ Local Game Store, Hex & CO, NYC
The Private Room
Myx smirks as she reaches back into her bag. This time she pulls a long cigarette holder and a pre-rolled cigarette. "I hope you don't mind." She says. "A lady needs to have her own personal vices." She begins to light the cigarette which lets out purple smoke and an unusually unique aroma.
Main Hall
The orcs seems to quieten down a little with the charitable donation of the meat, grumbling to one another as Ragella returns and begins sorting drinks out from Arnold's order.
"Once again, Miss Sloth's meals stop blades from swinging." Arnold comments.
Current Player In: The Guild as Elsara Deepmoon
The door opens, a hulking figure stepping through. The figure is wearing light plate armor made of dark steel, a large helmet upon their head. Two huge ivory horns grow from the sides of the head. Two hooves take the place of feet at the ends of their long legs. A greatsword is strapped to their back. A curiosity about their appearance, though, is a missing pauldron, exposing scarred, tan skin. They stomp to the bar, sitting heavily. "A drink." A gruff voice emanates from inside the helmet.
Kelryn practically has stars in her eyes as she watches the new stranger come into the tavern. She observes him curiously as she tunes her lute for the next song.
DM: Adventures in Phandalin [Khessa], The Dread of Strahd [Darya], Dragons of Stormwreck Isle [Rook], Baldur's Gate Mysteries [4-Player]
Player: Oona in MO's Icewind Dale
Ru's Current Status
Main Hall
Ragella watches the new figure enter. She gives the recent entrant a smile. "Sure thing hun, as long as you have coin. What's your poison?"
Current Player In: The Guild as Elsara Deepmoon
A well dressed half-elf walks in to the Tavern. He looks 30 with slicked back black hair and well kept beard to match. His body is toned and he seems a bit taller than average. He isn't carrying weapons or wearing armour but he does have a bag of holding in hand. He walks to the bar and gives the waitress a small smile as he tries to decide what to drink.
Main Hall
"Pull up a seat stranger." Ragella backons the half-elf closer. "I'll be right with you once I've poured something for this one here." She gestures slightly at the tall armoured figure also sat at the bar. The new patrons can feel the leering eyes of the trio of orcs in the corner, loudly gobbling down the slices of meat they were given alongside messy gulps of beer.
Arnold walks past the new patrons and heads off to another part of the tavern, carrying a tray with a couple of mixed drinks upon it.
Private Room
Arnold knocks before stepping into the room with Myx and Fiven. "Apologies for the delay in service." He says as he places the drinks down on the table.
"Oh, not at all." Myx replies with a warm tone. "We were just enjoying the finer points." She takes a puff of her cigarette, the purple smoke lightly dancing towards the ceiling of the room.
Current Player In: The Guild as Elsara Deepmoon
In a warm tone "Thank You" He pulls up a chair and sits down he pulls a pouch out of his bag alongside some cards. he places the pouch on the bar and starts dealing himself some cards seemingly playing blackjack by himself. Whilst playing he looks other his shoulder at the orcs and smiles.