Archie swings around in the seat, bringing his attention to the Goliath. “Excuse me there miss. My friend Vark and I are also well seasoned adventurers... you and I both know you don’t want to go out alone. There are strength in numbers. So if you are up to it, we would be glad to accept you into our new found club in the search for some gold.”
"I- uh- uhm- well- I mean- uhm... uhhh yes!" he says at last, with a smile. The boy is clearly a little flustered but seems to appreciate the gnome's prodding. "I'm not much of a warrior but, I can uh... well I'm... magically gifted." As he says this, Vark uses gust to cause his hair and clothes to ripple slightly, as a breeze whips around him.
"Syl, ya say that tha Elves need tha metal for defending yaselves? Ya think if someone were ta stop them Bandits, things might go back ta normal and you elves might not need that metal no more?" Hurrig looks at Grothir at the end and then back to Syl.
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Syl nodded in response to the question, “I’m not entirely sure what normal is any more but once the bandits are gone we won’t need as much metal any more.”
"Well Grothir! I may have just found out how to help Khaz a Grungron! Brundir, this is Syl, he's gonna help with this trade problem. Maybe ole Quinton'll be willing to pay for our services!" Hurrig, a little too intoxicated is speaking a little louder than he should be for the amount of plotting and scheming going on.
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“Wait a second, I never said I was going to help. I’ve got enough going on just protecting the caravan routes and I need that money” Syl interrupted, not wanting To get involved.
“Grothir! Did I just hear you say people getting hired to take care of some bandits? Like for money? You can cut that half elf in if you want, but you got what you need with us three!” Archie winks at Vark and then nods at the Goliath hoping by she will go along. As he calls out, he starts stumbling to stand on top of the bar. “We will need to discuss our fee of course.”
“Archibald Swiftstep, this is my friend Vark, and this here uhmm.... this lass needs no introduction I think her work speaks for itself. We are just some kind hearted adventurers that want to help bring peace and safe commerce to this land.” Archibald hops down and walks over. “Pleasure to meet your acquaintance!” He stretches his hand out for a handshake.
Hurrig does not shake hands with Archie. "That lass there is Valaith, I had the pleasure of making her acquaintance before I noticed that Grothir was so distraught." He turns his attention back to Syl, "Well we would need a guide, I would obviously give ya an even piece of the gold we made."
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Grothir claps an arm around Hurrig's shoulders affectionately and slurs something about "good'un" into his ale. This idea clearly reassures him, but more concrete plans (as well as clearing things with the governor) will clearly have to wait until morning.
Bründir had pondered the situation as details unfolded. At first, he thought to follow the rest and blame elves for stealing trade with old allies. As the conversations progressed, it quickly seemed there was something else. "Hurrig, I can'na blame ye for wantin' t'take action, but 'ave a thought. We're not talkin' about 'alf a dozen sods lookin' fer coin. A whole settlement is bleedin' dry tryin' t'keep'em in check. Ev'ryone needs th' ore from our mine, an' ev'ryone needs a safe home. I don' know if th' five of us can take'em on. May be best to check with Quinton first. May be 'e can talk t'the dwarves an' elves; see if we can come t'gether?"
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Characters:
Grishkar Darkmoor, Necromancer of Nerull the Despiser Kelvin Rabbitfoot, Diviner, con artist, always hunting for a good sale Bründir Halfshield, Valor Bard, three-time Sheercleft Drinking Competition Champion, Hometown hero
Hanging at the edge of the small group, Vark jolts a little as he realizes he should probably get a room for the night if he really was joining in this effort. He steps back to the bar and awkwardly waits, until Ringrut notices him. “Ah yes, uhm, I’d like to get a room for the night, if any are available.”
Archie turns to Brundir, “Thabk you for you ability to think clearly in this matter, I will be getting a room here for the night. Ready to go when you need us.”Archibald goes to the bar to get a room for the night. He also buys a round of drinks for the party.... milk for Hurrig
"Well I think it best we turn in fa tha night. I'll meet ya lot back here in tha mornin to talk to tha gov'ner." with that, Hurrig hops off the stool, and makes his way to his bunk for the night.
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Archie swings around in the seat, bringing his attention to the Goliath. “Excuse me there miss. My friend Vark and I are also well seasoned adventurers... you and I both know you don’t want to go out alone. There are strength in numbers. So if you are up to it, we would be glad to accept you into our new found club in the search for some gold.”
Syl stood up and walked towards the dwarfs even though he wasn’t usually one to socialize with any one.
“Thank you sir,” Syl said acting a little more formal than he normally would be, “my name is Sylelor, though most just call me Syl.”
(would Syl know of whether or not the elf’s would be hiring any one to help with the bandit problem?)
"I- uh- uhm- well- I mean- uhm... uhhh yes!" he says at last, with a smile. The boy is clearly a little flustered but seems to appreciate the gnome's prodding. "I'm not much of a warrior but, I can uh... well I'm... magically gifted." As he says this, Vark uses gust to cause his hair and clothes to ripple slightly, as a breeze whips around him.
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Chronicles of Arden: Hunters - Caio Cypherien | Shadar-Kai | Inquisitor Ranger
"Syl, ya say that tha Elves need tha metal for defending yaselves? Ya think if someone were ta stop them Bandits, things might go back ta normal and you elves might not need that metal no more?" Hurrig looks at Grothir at the end and then back to Syl.
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Syl nodded in response to the question, “I’m not entirely sure what normal is any more but once the bandits are gone we won’t need as much metal any more.”
"Well Grothir! I may have just found out how to help Khaz a Grungron! Brundir, this is Syl, he's gonna help with this trade problem. Maybe ole Quinton'll be willing to pay for our services!" Hurrig, a little too intoxicated is speaking a little louder than he should be for the amount of plotting and scheming going on.
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“Wait a second, I never said I was going to help. I’ve got enough going on just protecting the caravan routes and I need that money” Syl interrupted, not wanting To get involved.
“Grothir! Did I just hear you say people getting hired to take care of some bandits? Like for money? You can cut that half elf in if you want, but you got what you need with us three!” Archie winks at Vark and then nods at the Goliath hoping by she will go along. As he calls out, he starts stumbling to stand on top of the bar. “We will need to discuss our fee of course.”
Vark nods at the dwarves now looking in his direction, happy that Archie is taking initiative and also being the center of attention.
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Hurrig turns toward Archie and Vark, eyes narrow, “And who might you be?”
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“Archibald Swiftstep, this is my friend Vark, and this here uhmm.... this lass needs no introduction I think her work speaks for itself. We are just some kind hearted adventurers that want to help bring peace and safe commerce to this land.” Archibald hops down and walks over. “Pleasure to meet your acquaintance!” He stretches his hand out for a handshake.
Hurrig does not shake hands with Archie. "That lass there is Valaith, I had the pleasure of making her acquaintance before I noticed that Grothir was so distraught." He turns his attention back to Syl, "Well we would need a guide, I would obviously give ya an even piece of the gold we made."
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Archibald also turns towards Syl. “Yes, maybe you can talk some sense into this fellow over here.”
Grothir claps an arm around Hurrig's shoulders affectionately and slurs something about "good'un" into his ale. This idea clearly reassures him, but more concrete plans (as well as clearing things with the governor) will clearly have to wait until morning.
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Syl scratched his chin in consideration. "I'll do it on the condition that the mayor approves I leave my current duties."
Bründir had pondered the situation as details unfolded. At first, he thought to follow the rest and blame elves for stealing trade with old allies. As the conversations progressed, it quickly seemed there was something else. "Hurrig, I can'na blame ye for wantin' t'take action, but 'ave a thought. We're not talkin' about 'alf a dozen sods lookin' fer coin. A whole settlement is bleedin' dry tryin' t'keep'em in check. Ev'ryone needs th' ore from our mine, an' ev'ryone needs a safe home. I don' know if th' five of us can take'em on. May be best to check with Quinton first. May be 'e can talk t'the dwarves an' elves; see if we can come t'gether?"
Characters:
Grishkar Darkmoor, Necromancer of Nerull the Despiser
Kelvin Rabbitfoot, Diviner, con artist, always hunting for a good sale
Bründir Halfshield, Valor Bard, three-time Sheercleft Drinking Competition Champion, Hometown hero
Hanging at the edge of the small group, Vark jolts a little as he realizes he should probably get a room for the night if he really was joining in this effort. He steps back to the bar and awkwardly waits, until Ringrut notices him. “Ah yes, uhm, I’d like to get a room for the night, if any are available.”
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Archie turns to Brundir, “Thabk you for you ability to think clearly in this matter, I will be getting a room here for the night. Ready to go when you need us.” Archibald goes to the bar to get a room for the night. He also buys a round of drinks for the party.... milk for Hurrig
Ringrut gives Vark an impassive nod of acknowledgement.
"Tha'll be six silver f'r the night, lad."
Archie gets the same rate, plus three additional silver for the drinks.
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"Well I think it best we turn in fa tha night. I'll meet ya lot back here in tha mornin to talk to tha gov'ner." with that, Hurrig hops off the stool, and makes his way to his bunk for the night.
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