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Mo takes 3 damage as the trap bites into his leg.
The Mayor continues to drink some tea and look to Lorarila. "So what ideas do you have to protect the town and your HQ here?" The mayor will say with a smile.
So as Thimbo and Navek approach the harbor masters office, they are greated by a heavy set man with a white curly beard and stripped shirt puffing on a pipe. "Hello gentlement.. or should I say, Hello heroes of BlackOak? The man will say with a smile before spitting on to the ground and wiping his lips with the back of his hand. "What Can I do for you two today? Need something shipped? Looking to buy a boat?"
Thimbol chokes on the words building up in his throat, unable to speak mention of the padlock and chained warehouse when the harbor master mentions something he'd never thought of before. "How much for a boat? "
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Navek starts to say something himself, but stops to raise a brow at Thimbol. "I wouldn't call us heroes just yet, but we're flattered. Name's Navek Storyteller Elanvole, in case you never caught it. And I am sure Mr. Thimbol here is familiar enough to you." He offers a handshake. "Back to the boat thing. You wouldn't also happen to know of the river flows near Swift Hammer, and if it would be faster to get there from here to there by boat?"He asks after shaking off the confusion. "Also, you didn't happen to see either of these two individuals come through here?"Navek offers up his spare wanted poster. In spite of the relaxed posture of the goliath, he watches the Harbormaster closely.
Curerntly: Player In: Gimmond: Dwarf Fighter-2024 Arena(DM'd by Swiftgale) Lokk: Orc Rogue-Lost Mines of Phandelver: Shattered Obelisk(DM'd By Shieldhero)
Previously:
Player In: Xeno: Simic Hybrid Wizard/Artificer-Coliseum of Conquest: 6W-0L| Total Downs: 1 (Retired) Zalosultuvan: High-Elf "Park" Ranger - Road Trip(DM'd by leapingmountain)
DM In: Lost Mines of Phandelver (Formerly run by Ceekay77) - Completed
"You can call me Skipper" the man will say shaking the goliaths hand. Before turning and looking at Thimbol. "the price depends on the type of boat ya want. I got row boats, sailboats, rafts, pontoon boats... I even have a stream powered boat available." he will say with a smile before looking back to Navek. "I am not sure that you could get to storm hammer... but I know there are a few smaller rivers that branch off and run into the swamps to the east... I hear some people take blats to get around a troll living under a bridge out that way but it sounds like a tall tale to me." He will say rubbing his neck beard.
"At the moment we are in discussions for the most effective methods, but we are considering training the residents and possibly building a wall with guards. Maybe looking at magical guardians for the HQ. We are in a terrible situation to be honest, we know little about our current foes and the methods they use are brutal and quick. Right now I believe we need to focus on defense, to protect the people. While this building is our home, it is wood and stone. We can replace that if need be, but each lost life would be a tragedy. More tea? Maybe some snacks?"
OOC: As a note Sayre/Mo stayed out ALL day nearly until dark before coming back to the town in twilight. So I'm waiting for ppls day activities to end before posting an evening post. Then big spoon/little spoon.
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Sometimes a Nat 1 tells a better story than a Nat 20 ever could.
"WELL if we are talking about life goals... well my friend... let me tell ya about the SKY SHARK 5000" Skipper will say excitedly "That baby can sail through the seas and the sky, comes with a full crew of unseen servants so you only have minimal operating costs.. if you wanna save up fo something really special, that's what ya want" The large man will say nudging younwith his elbow. "of course the SKY SHARK represents the top of the line offerings we got here in Black oak.. We offer a large variety of other sea options if you want to tell me your intrests."
"And the people in the picture as well?"Navek says a little after Thimbol gets his answer, gesturing to his sketch. "We got report that they were headed this way last. Anything you can provide on them would be much appreciated."
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Curerntly: Player In: Gimmond: Dwarf Fighter-2024 Arena(DM'd by Swiftgale) Lokk: Orc Rogue-Lost Mines of Phandelver: Shattered Obelisk(DM'd By Shieldhero)
Previously:
Player In: Xeno: Simic Hybrid Wizard/Artificer-Coliseum of Conquest: 6W-0L| Total Downs: 1 (Retired) Zalosultuvan: High-Elf "Park" Ranger - Road Trip(DM'd by leapingmountain)
DM In: Lost Mines of Phandelver (Formerly run by Ceekay77) - Completed
"The Sky shark will run ya about 50,000 gold pieces" The Skipper will say with a smile before turning to navek and taking the wanted poster and holding it close to his face. "I don't think I have seen either of these two around here before, sorry." He will say after giving both pictures a good look over.
(Did you draw pictures of grin as an old woman and in his true form or just I picture of Grin and 1 picture of the druid)
(Also, while you are having a really hard time reading his face you have no reason to believe he is lying to you.)
On the way back from her families camp Sayre asks Mo about his life before Black Oak realizing she knows very little about him and he just met literally her entire family.
"Mo how'd you come to be here? Why the drums? What's it like where your from? Do you have brothers and sisters..." the questions are asked after he answers or doesn't answer as they enjoy their walk back from the campsite to the Inn.
OOC: I'd say the Tuulataar are camped about an hours walk from Black Oak along the river just off from the road. It's a sizeable camp, 12 tents and six wagons. They have scouts and lookouts. Healers abd tinkers. Men, women, and children. They are very capable fighters but ONLY defend their own.
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Sometimes a Nat 1 tells a better story than a Nat 20 ever could.
"Mo was born on a mountain, I remember that much, but not much else. I got lost one day when I was tiny, and couldn't find my tribe, looked all over the place. Eventually I just stopped looking, made a home in the woods." hepulls out his drum, with a big smile on his face, "I invented this one night after having a dream about it. Mo learned to make Big sounds with it! Later, Mo made big Magics with it! HaHA! Later Mo got lonely, starting hanging out near different towns, meeting people, helping out when I can." Mo shrugs, "Now I'm here, met you guys and the tiny Mayor, going to keep helping out til my helps not needed any more."
**only two spoons!? Nah, we are all going to be like the spoons in your silverware drawer. Spoons on spoons on spoons!**
**also did we short or long rest after that last battle, Mo is huurrtt**
OOC: Sayre defos is in a cuddle puddle with Mo. He can follow too. I just was trying to get the RPing done.
Sometimes a Nat 1 tells a better story than a Nat 20 ever could.
Mo takes 3 damage as the trap bites into his leg.
The Mayor continues to drink some tea and look to Lorarila. "So what ideas do you have to protect the town and your HQ here?" The mayor will say with a smile.
So as Thimbo and Navek approach the harbor masters office, they are greated by a heavy set man with a white curly beard and stripped shirt puffing on a pipe. "Hello gentlement.. or should I say, Hello heroes of BlackOak? The man will say with a smile before spitting on to the ground and wiping his lips with the back of his hand. "What Can I do for you two today? Need something shipped? Looking to buy a boat?"
Thimbol chokes on the words building up in his throat, unable to speak mention of the padlock and chained warehouse when the harbor master mentions something he'd never thought of before. "How much for a boat? "
Navek starts to say something himself, but stops to raise a brow at Thimbol. "I wouldn't call us heroes just yet, but we're flattered. Name's Navek Storyteller Elanvole, in case you never caught it. And I am sure Mr. Thimbol here is familiar enough to you." He offers a handshake. "Back to the boat thing. You wouldn't also happen to know of the river flows near Swift Hammer, and if it would be faster to get there from here to there by boat?" He asks after shaking off the confusion. "Also, you didn't happen to see either of these two individuals come through here?" Navek offers up his spare wanted poster. In spite of the relaxed posture of the goliath, he watches the Harbormaster closely.
Insight: 11.
Curerntly:
Player In:
Gimmond: Dwarf Fighter-2024 Arena(DM'd by Swiftgale)
Lokk: Orc Rogue-Lost Mines of Phandelver: Shattered Obelisk(DM'd By Shieldhero)
Previously:
Player In:
Xeno: Simic Hybrid Wizard/Artificer-Coliseum of Conquest: 6W-0L| Total Downs: 1 (Retired)
Zalosultuvan: High-Elf "Park" Ranger - Road Trip(DM'd by leapingmountain)
DM In:
Lost Mines of Phandelver (Formerly run by Ceekay77) - Completed
(I am picturing mo as the little spoon and Sayre as the big spoon.)
"You can call me Skipper" the man will say shaking the goliaths hand. Before turning and looking at Thimbol. "the price depends on the type of boat ya want. I got row boats, sailboats, rafts, pontoon boats... I even have a stream powered boat available." he will say with a smile before looking back to Navek. "I am not sure that you could get to storm hammer... but I know there are a few smaller rivers that branch off and run into the swamps to the east... I hear some people take blats to get around a troll living under a bridge out that way but it sounds like a tall tale to me." He will say rubbing his neck beard.
"At the moment we are in discussions for the most effective methods, but we are considering training the residents and possibly building a wall with guards. Maybe looking at magical guardians for the HQ. We are in a terrible situation to be honest, we know little about our current foes and the methods they use are brutal and quick. Right now I believe we need to focus on defense, to protect the people. While this building is our home, it is wood and stone. We can replace that if need be, but each lost life would be a tragedy. More tea? Maybe some snacks?"
OOC: Yup! Lol who's Lora talking to Mo/Sayre are gone to see her dad. Thimb/Navek are at the docks?
Sometimes a Nat 1 tells a better story than a Nat 20 ever could.
(The mayor)
OOC: As a note Sayre/Mo stayed out ALL day nearly until dark before coming back to the town in twilight. So I'm waiting for ppls day activities to end before posting an evening post. Then big spoon/little spoon.
Sometimes a Nat 1 tells a better story than a Nat 20 ever could.
"What kind of boat did ya want" Skipper says to the halfling after finishing his discussion with Navek.
"I'm short on cash, but it'd be nice to know what I could save up to.
"WELL if we are talking about life goals... well my friend... let me tell ya about the SKY SHARK 5000" Skipper will say excitedly "That baby can sail through the seas and the sky, comes with a full crew of unseen servants so you only have minimal operating costs.. if you wanna save up fo something really special, that's what ya want" The large man will say nudging younwith his elbow. "of course the SKY SHARK represents the top of the line offerings we got here in Black oak.. We offer a large variety of other sea options if you want to tell me your intrests."
Thimbol rifled about in his pockets, "How much does the sky shark run for?"
"And the people in the picture as well?" Navek says a little after Thimbol gets his answer, gesturing to his sketch. "We got report that they were headed this way last. Anything you can provide on them would be much appreciated."
Curerntly:
Player In:
Gimmond: Dwarf Fighter-2024 Arena(DM'd by Swiftgale)
Lokk: Orc Rogue-Lost Mines of Phandelver: Shattered Obelisk(DM'd By Shieldhero)
Previously:
Player In:
Xeno: Simic Hybrid Wizard/Artificer-Coliseum of Conquest: 6W-0L| Total Downs: 1 (Retired)
Zalosultuvan: High-Elf "Park" Ranger - Road Trip(DM'd by leapingmountain)
DM In:
Lost Mines of Phandelver (Formerly run by Ceekay77) - Completed
"The Sky shark will run ya about 50,000 gold pieces" The Skipper will say with a smile before turning to navek and taking the wanted poster and holding it close to his face. "I don't think I have seen either of these two around here before, sorry." He will say after giving both pictures a good look over.
(Did you draw pictures of grin as an old woman and in his true form or just I picture of Grin and 1 picture of the druid)
(Also, while you are having a really hard time reading his face you have no reason to believe he is lying to you.)
OOC: cough *insight* cough
On the way back from her families camp Sayre asks Mo about his life before Black Oak realizing she knows very little about him and he just met literally her entire family.
"Mo how'd you come to be here? Why the drums? What's it like where your from? Do you have brothers and sisters..." the questions are asked after he answers or doesn't answer as they enjoy their walk back from the campsite to the Inn.
OOC: I'd say the Tuulataar are camped about an hours walk from Black Oak along the river just off from the road. It's a sizeable camp, 12 tents and six wagons. They have scouts and lookouts. Healers abd tinkers. Men, women, and children. They are very capable fighters but ONLY defend their own.
Sometimes a Nat 1 tells a better story than a Nat 20 ever could.
(he rolled a 7 insight earlier ahead of time which is why he cannot really tell anything)
"Mo was born on a mountain, I remember that much, but not much else. I got lost one day when I was tiny, and couldn't find my tribe, looked all over the place. Eventually I just stopped looking, made a home in the woods." he pulls out his drum, with a big smile on his face, "I invented this one night after having a dream about it. Mo learned to make Big sounds with it! Later, Mo made big Magics with it! HaHA! Later Mo got lonely, starting hanging out near different towns, meeting people, helping out when I can." Mo shrugs, "Now I'm here, met you guys and the tiny Mayor, going to keep helping out til my helps not needed any more."
**only two spoons!? Nah, we are all going to be like the spoons in your silverware drawer. Spoons on spoons on spoons!**
**also did we short or long rest after that last battle, Mo is huurrtt**
(I think a couple people may have taken a short rest, definitely no long rests)