Arlo calls Agamemnon & Arkos over to the side to have a private conversation. "I've never seen the like of this in my forest home. Have either of you?", he asks his comrades.
Arlo says, "Perhaps we will learn more when we arive in port." Nico purrs contently across his shoulders, relieved that their journey on this rat infested ship is coming to an end.
"yes, I made sure to keep a sample of that in case we stumble against with whatever that is again" Says as he tries to catch up with the captain - Oh Captain my captain!, I really think we might need to inspect your crew...just to be sure, and it doesn't need to be us, don't you have a doctor aboard? if this is a disease it's better to contain it as soon as possible"
You dock around 11:00 pm to the small Allerani port town a Menka. There is a blacksmith, tavern, general store, a ramshackle bookstore and a few houses.
Arkos gets off the ship flying and descends next to Arlo - What a trip, huh? I think we should hit the tavern, and ask around, maybe we'll be able to get some information on this - As he raises the cloth holding the Barnacles - Or any other thing, I heard this land was infested with monsters"
"I will do what I must when it is necessary." Agememnon mutters. "As for me, I am off to the smithy. We will regroup back here in one hour. Do not be late. " With that, the triton strides away, greatsword slung across his broad back.
Agememnon knocks on the door of the smithy. A few minutes go by of knocking and waiting. After a while a small dwarf in a nightcap and pajamas opens the door rubbing his eyes. "what, what? it's so late and I was having a wonderful dream." for the duration of this interaction he was looking down. Then he looked up to the big, stoic Triton. "w-what do you need at this hour?"
Arlo and Arkos go inside the tavern. they are greeted by a relatively empty room home to only a barmaid, barkeep (behind a counter) and a table with two men in dirty and stained dim-yellow cloaks. "what can I get for ya? food? drink? a room?" the barmaid inquires to Arkos and Arlo.
"Very well, then I'll go to the tavern, I don't travel much, but usually there's where you get an idea of what to expect on the next morning with the more "civilized" people"
He gestures over to a forge just right of the house. He points to it and hands you a book and mutters "well i'm not making it at this hour! make it yourself, you'll find how in that book." he starts walking back into his house. "And stay quiet!" he yells back out to you.
Agememnon stares at the book in his hand. Walking in the direction the irritable dwarf pointed, he attempts to forge the shield using his crude understanding of metalwork and the book in his hand.
Arlo greets the barmaid. "Evening fair one! A warm bed, warm mulled wine, & some light fare to dine one would be sublime.", Arlo says as he takes a seat by the hearth.
(Just roll a d20, over 15 and you make a okay shield giving +2, 10 and above is an ineffective but still usable one giving +1, 9 or below is just a lump of metal.)
"that will be 1gp for the meal and wine, I'll get that all started for ya, one bed room or two? 1gp a night a bed."
Arlo calls Agamemnon & Arkos over to the side to have a private conversation. "I've never seen the like of this in my forest home. Have either of you?", he asks his comrades.
Wraith, warlock lvl 2 - Eternal War Campaign
Talon, warlock lvl 2 - LMOP
"nothing like this"
"I have encountered man and I have encountered monster. Never have I seen the two in one body." Agamemnon says grimly.
Flayr Flameseeker | Genasi/Fire | Wizard/School of Evocation | Level 2 | Custom Campaign: Cold Cash
((btw, have you noticed that every character´s name starts with A :P ))
[Yep. What are the odds?!]
Arlo says, "Perhaps we will learn more when we arive in port." Nico purrs contently across his shoulders, relieved that their journey on this rat infested ship is coming to an end.
Wraith, warlock lvl 2 - Eternal War Campaign
Talon, warlock lvl 2 - LMOP
"yes, I made sure to keep a sample of that in case we stumble against with whatever that is again" Says as he tries to catch up with the captain - Oh Captain my captain!, I really think we might need to inspect your crew...just to be sure, and it doesn't need to be us, don't you have a doctor aboard? if this is a disease it's better to contain it as soon as possible"
"feel free to talk to them and throw it over-board. we'll arrive in just a few minutes."
"Ha ha! Ok, I guess I'll just take my distance then" Says Arkos as he goes back to the crow's nest.
You dock around 11:00 pm to the small Allerani port town a Menka. There is a blacksmith, tavern, general store, a ramshackle bookstore and a few houses.
Arlo gladly departs the infected ship & heads into town with Nicodemus perched upon his shoulder.
Wraith, warlock lvl 2 - Eternal War Campaign
Talon, warlock lvl 2 - LMOP
Arkos gets off the ship flying and descends next to Arlo - What a trip, huh? I think we should hit the tavern, and ask around, maybe we'll be able to get some information on this - As he raises the cloth holding the Barnacles - Or any other thing, I heard this land was infested with monsters"
Arlo nods towards Agamemnon. "I agree; but perhaps a calmer head will prevail. Our comrade seems a little too passionate for discreet inquires."
Wraith, warlock lvl 2 - Eternal War Campaign
Talon, warlock lvl 2 - LMOP
"I will do what I must when it is necessary." Agememnon mutters. "As for me, I am off to the smithy. We will regroup back here in one hour. Do not be late. " With that, the triton strides away, greatsword slung across his broad back.
Flayr Flameseeker | Genasi/Fire | Wizard/School of Evocation | Level 2 | Custom Campaign: Cold Cash
Agememnon knocks on the door of the smithy. A few minutes go by of knocking and waiting. After a while a small dwarf in a nightcap and pajamas opens the door rubbing his eyes. "what, what? it's so late and I was having a wonderful dream." for the duration of this interaction he was looking down. Then he looked up to the big, stoic Triton. "w-what do you need at this hour?"
Arlo and Arkos go inside the tavern. they are greeted by a relatively empty room home to only a barmaid, barkeep (behind a counter) and a table with two men in dirty and stained dim-yellow cloaks. "what can I get for ya? food? drink? a room?" the barmaid inquires to Arkos and Arlo.
"Very well, then I'll go to the tavern, I don't travel much, but usually there's where you get an idea of what to expect on the next morning with the more "civilized" people"
"I require a shield." Agememnon says.
Flayr Flameseeker | Genasi/Fire | Wizard/School of Evocation | Level 2 | Custom Campaign: Cold Cash
He gestures over to a forge just right of the house. He points to it and hands you a book and mutters "well i'm not making it at this hour! make it yourself, you'll find how in that book." he starts walking back into his house. "And stay quiet!" he yells back out to you.
Agememnon stares at the book in his hand. Walking in the direction the irritable dwarf pointed, he attempts to forge the shield using his crude understanding of metalwork and the book in his hand.
(What kind of check should I make?)
Flayr Flameseeker | Genasi/Fire | Wizard/School of Evocation | Level 2 | Custom Campaign: Cold Cash
Arlo greets the barmaid. "Evening fair one! A warm bed, warm mulled wine, & some light fare to dine one would be sublime.", Arlo says as he takes a seat by the hearth.
Wraith, warlock lvl 2 - Eternal War Campaign
Talon, warlock lvl 2 - LMOP
(Just roll a d20, over 15 and you make a okay shield giving +2, 10 and above is an ineffective but still usable one giving +1, 9 or below is just a lump of metal.)
"that will be 1gp for the meal and wine, I'll get that all started for ya, one bed room or two? 1gp a night a bed."