Rok'Bohr stopped shaking the man's hand momentarily, while still holding it. "Rok'Bohr adventuring!" His voice was almost a yell. "Need strong friends so can do jobs!" His smiled sincerely and with an apparent lack of thought that caused his entire being to permeate childlike enthusiasm as he resumed shaking the man's hand. After a moment he seemed to realize something, then pointed at himself. "Rok'Bohr." The then pointed at the Dwarf. "Who?"
Looking up from his meal he smiles at the kobold in front of him and continuing the conversation in dwarvish "I'm just looking for some work and some companions I suppose, my name is Darien and where might one such as yourself be heading?"
"I am Flint Ironfist, I too am looking for new challenges." As he finishes his drink. Waving to the barkeep for a second round, "You look like someone that can handle themself, would you care for a hand to hand challenge from this lowly dwarf?"
Rok'Bohr released a boisterous laugh upon receiving the challenge. He stood and moved to face Flint more fully, if that were possible, and slammed his elbow down on the table with an excited smile. Standing at the ready, he waited for Flint to return the gesture and begin the arm wrestling contest.. "No fight. Test strength!" He grinned with confidence at Flint.
(rolling athletics in case you arm wrestle Rok'bohr: 13 )
"Just looking for some work.. not really heading anywhere in particular" The kobold would reply "They call me Strife!" He would say with a smile, extending his clawed hand for a handshake.
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Rok'Bohr smiled widely before the expression faded into focus. "Count to three then go. One. Two. Three!" Rok'Bohr strained with all his might against the Dwarf, and Flint did the same. Rok'Bohr pushed against his opponent as they pressed against each other's arms. It was almost a minute before Flint's strength started to give way and Rok'Bohr slowly pushed his opponent's hand closer and closer to the counter of the bar. It was nearly another full minute before Flint's hand finally touched the wooden surface. Rok'bohr smiled, victorious, if only barely, and released the dwarf to raise both his hands above his head. "Rok'Bohr wins!" he laughed heartily and slammed his palm into the back of Flint. "Rok'Bohr like Flint Ironfist. Strong like Orc." Rok'Bohr reached into his tattered pocket and set a handful of coins on the counter. He didn't count them, nor did he even seem to know how much he had set down. He simply smiled at the bartender. "Rok'Bohr buys drink for new friend Flint Ironfist!"
Having lost the contest Flint will down his ale and look sternly at Rok', "Can I call you Rok'?" With out waiting for an answer "Rok' you look capable of handling yourself in the wilds." With a short pause, "I can't believe what I am about to ask but, would you like to travel and fight with an old dwarf?"
Rynnan trudges through the snow towards the tavern, wings folded against his body underneath a heavy coat to help keep him warm. As he steps inside, he shakes off as much snow as he can and doffs the heavy coat, stretching his wings for a moment before folding them back against himself. Looking around, he takes in the interior of the tavern, eyes lighting up at the sight of the axe-throwing competition, which he immediately approaches and asks to join.
"Well you see, when I was young I was told that my tribe had been raiding dwarven caravans and well... The dwarves got tired of it and wiped them out... well not all of them, they decided to spare my egg" The kobold would say pointing to himself. "I guess my egg had an interesting brass shine to it that they hadn't seen before. After I hatched they put me to work helping dig tunnels with them and before long they noticed I had the power to manipulate fire and some other magical tricks as well. After that they had me helping out in the kitchen, brewery, smithy... really anywhere they wanted some heat" he would say with a smille, snapping his fingers and making a small flame before changing its shape into that of a dwarf.
I assume your going for a somewhat regular looking Grim angel. Some of the patrons stare at the Black winged man other little nervous. The 6 people there see you coming to the axe throwing. A man speaks up saying you may give it a swing sir. there is a entrance fee of 30 silver each
"Interesting, I was raised by dwarves as well, my village had been raided by some orcs. A clan of dwarves ended up coming to help us and I ended being taken in since my family was killed during it" Pointing to his scar "I was almost killed too during the raid luckily the dwarves came at the right time." Darien finishes his meal looking at the newest arrival
Axe Throwing it will require a Dex check as this one requires one to hit the target depending on the number you roll the better you do. The 4 guys and two women roll this check
9 The manage to hit between the 1 and 2 point line which is a 1.5 score
I assume your going for a somewhat regular looking Grim angel. Some of the patrons stare at the Black winged man other little nervous. The 6 people there see you coming to the axe throwing. A man speaks up saying you may give it a swing sir. there is a entrance fee of 30 silver each
(Yah. on the taller end, so probably around 6'1" based on what the race says, but mostly normal beyond the black wings)
Rynnan tosses his 30 silver into the pot (or hands it over, or whatever) and steps up for a throw when it's his turn.
14 (Am I able to use str instead of dex, since you can use that for thrown weapon attacks, which is basically what this is? If so, that'd be +2 more than the roll. Proficiency with handaxes would be another +2 if it counts)
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That is fine you are correct you are allowed to use strength. be at a 18 because the + 2 bonus you have to the 20. As Rynnan Toss his axe it glides threw the air and hits the near same spot as the last thrower.A man says You both must re throw the axe each best throw wins. The lady will make her throw 4 She gets 4 points
Rok'Bohr stopped shaking the man's hand momentarily, while still holding it. "Rok'Bohr adventuring!" His voice was almost a yell. "Need strong friends so can do jobs!" His smiled sincerely and with an apparent lack of thought that caused his entire being to permeate childlike enthusiasm as he resumed shaking the man's hand. After a moment he seemed to realize something, then pointed at himself. "Rok'Bohr." The then pointed at the Dwarf. "Who?"
(Darien is a human by the way)
Looking up from his meal he smiles at the kobold in front of him and continuing the conversation in dwarvish "I'm just looking for some work and some companions I suppose, my name is Darien and where might one such as yourself be heading?"
"I am Flint Ironfist, I too am looking for new challenges." As he finishes his drink. Waving to the barkeep for a second round, "You look like someone that can handle themself, would you care for a hand to hand challenge from this lowly dwarf?"
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The Bar keep grabs another glass for dwarf. Placing his hand out before giving him anther.
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reaching into his pouch and pulling out 2 gold coins. "This should be enough for a few more rounds."
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I am more the happy to serve Just as long as you don't go around wrecking the place and we will be good
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Rok'Bohr released a boisterous laugh upon receiving the challenge. He stood and moved to face Flint more fully, if that were possible, and slammed his elbow down on the table with an excited smile. Standing at the ready, he waited for Flint to return the gesture and begin the arm wrestling contest.. "No fight. Test strength!" He grinned with confidence at Flint.
(rolling athletics in case you arm wrestle Rok'bohr: 13 )
"Sure" wiping his cloak off and flexing this thick muscles as he places his arm down.
athletic check 12
(Ooc damn you dice roller. LOL)
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"Just looking for some work.. not really heading anywhere in particular" The kobold would reply "They call me Strife!" He would say with a smile, extending his clawed hand for a handshake.
Darien extends his hand giving a firm handshake "Nice to meet you Strife, I haven't seen many of your kind especially none that speak dwarven"
Rok'Bohr smiled widely before the expression faded into focus. "Count to three then go. One. Two. Three!" Rok'Bohr strained with all his might against the Dwarf, and Flint did the same. Rok'Bohr pushed against his opponent as they pressed against each other's arms. It was almost a minute before Flint's strength started to give way and Rok'Bohr slowly pushed his opponent's hand closer and closer to the counter of the bar. It was nearly another full minute before Flint's hand finally touched the wooden surface. Rok'bohr smiled, victorious, if only barely, and released the dwarf to raise both his hands above his head. "Rok'Bohr wins!" he laughed heartily and slammed his palm into the back of Flint. "Rok'Bohr like Flint Ironfist. Strong like Orc." Rok'Bohr reached into his tattered pocket and set a handful of coins on the counter. He didn't count them, nor did he even seem to know how much he had set down. He simply smiled at the bartender. "Rok'Bohr buys drink for new friend Flint Ironfist!"
(coins on the counter 15 Silver)
Okay so the bartender will give you some drinks. The black smith and Kenku enter the Tavern. Black smith goes to the bar and the Kenku the fire place.
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Having lost the contest Flint will down his ale and look sternly at Rok', "Can I call you Rok'?" With out waiting for an answer "Rok' you look capable of handling yourself in the wilds." With a short pause, "I can't believe what I am about to ask but, would you like to travel and fight with an old dwarf?"
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Fenlamin Aloro Wizard: Journey Across The Planes
Rynnan trudges through the snow towards the tavern, wings folded against his body underneath a heavy coat to help keep him warm. As he steps inside, he shakes off as much snow as he can and doffs the heavy coat, stretching his wings for a moment before folding them back against himself. Looking around, he takes in the interior of the tavern, eyes lighting up at the sight of the axe-throwing competition, which he immediately approaches and asks to join.
"Well you see, when I was young I was told that my tribe had been raiding dwarven caravans and well... The dwarves got tired of it and wiped them out... well not all of them, they decided to spare my egg" The kobold would say pointing to himself. "I guess my egg had an interesting brass shine to it that they hadn't seen before. After I hatched they put me to work helping dig tunnels with them and before long they noticed I had the power to manipulate fire and some other magical tricks as well. After that they had me helping out in the kitchen, brewery, smithy... really anywhere they wanted some heat" he would say with a smille, snapping his fingers and making a small flame before changing its shape into that of a dwarf.
I assume your going for a somewhat regular looking Grim angel. Some of the patrons stare at the Black winged man other little nervous. The 6 people there see you coming to the axe throwing. A man speaks up saying you may give it a swing sir. there is a entrance fee of 30 silver each
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"Interesting, I was raised by dwarves as well, my village had been raided by some orcs. A clan of dwarves ended up coming to help us and I ended being taken in since my family was killed during it" Pointing to his scar "I was almost killed too during the raid luckily the dwarves came at the right time." Darien finishes his meal looking at the newest arrival
Axe Throwing it will require a Dex check as this one requires one to hit the target depending on the number you roll the better you do. The 4 guys and two women roll this check
9 The manage to hit between the 1 and 2 point line which is a 1.5 score
3 They threw it but it missed the whole target
6 Just managed to hit the border of it score 1
11 Hits the white part of the target a score of 2
7 Hits the other side of the border score 1
20 Basically a bullseye!!!
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(Yah. on the taller end, so probably around 6'1" based on what the race says, but mostly normal beyond the black wings)
Rynnan tosses his 30 silver into the pot (or hands it over, or whatever) and steps up for a throw when it's his turn.
14 (Am I able to use str instead of dex, since you can use that for thrown weapon attacks, which is basically what this is? If so, that'd be +2 more than the roll. Proficiency with handaxes would be another +2 if it counts)
That is fine you are correct you are allowed to use strength. be at a 18 because the + 2 bonus you have to the 20. As Rynnan Toss his axe it glides threw the air and hits the near same spot as the last thrower.A man says You both must re throw the axe each best throw wins. The lady will make her throw 4 She gets 4 points
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