Duc notices something odd. The honor gaurd looks like it's fairly spread out. Each member seated or standing near a prominent member of the Order she was either introduced to or Gimble pointed out the night before during her introduction party. These men and women look unbothered by the gaurd but they all keep looking at each other and then at the arena it self as if for a sign of some kind. Gimble however is still MIA.
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Sometimes a Nat 1 tells a better story than a Nat 20 ever could.
Nat looks at the kobold seated near him, wondering what stories he might have to tell, but deciding that this is not the right time for that. Well, the Order will be lucky to have us. This is my first time in the arena as a spectator, and I guess it's more enjoyable than the alternative. What about you? He addresses this to Drake and to the others who have just come over to sit with them.
Drake would look up to nat and give a small chuckle. "yeah.. you could say that.. " The kobold would say rubbing his snout. "I work better fighting in a pack.. and well.. in a free for all situation... I often times get singled out as an easy target...." Drake shudders for a moment as his clawed hand rests upon a deep set of crossed scares.
OOC: So the honor guard part if the Order? I had assumed that the ones we met in the street were just on the "take".
Retiog gives the dwarf and elf a nod. "Yes, still on our trial."
He turns back to the triton. "Not saying that I don't want in still. I believe something simpler, easier to conceal would be a better mark of the group is all I meant." He sits back in his seat to watch the match below.
Two rows down is seated a black dragonborn and a moon elf you know handle dock business. They're chatting and haven't noticed the odd placement of honor gaurd. At the exits there are no longer cloaked Order it's only honor gaurd!
OOC: Honor guard is the upper elite of the Order.
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Duc sits uneasily in her chair glancing again at the exits, feeling like she will be witnessing something very shortly and may not want to. She wishes she knew more about her employers and the various levels of seniority in the guild.
If there are any spaces Duc will try and get closer to the dragonborn and the elf claiming it's to get a better view if anyone asks.
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Vhon - Level 2 Warlock - What shall become of the Drunken Sailor?
Nat is also looking around, but for a food vendor, because he's hungry and bored and a little on edge. He's doing his best to pretend he's interested in the fight: Deception23
Several wine vendors are coming around the crowd as well as people with questionable meats on sticks. One suspiciously is rat shaped. The wine and food is free.
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Drake perception check! 13
Drake will look and flag down some of food vendors, hoping to get some food and some wine. When one of them comes close, he would look up subtly motion to the honor gaurd. "Psst... so what is up with those guys? Sure are a lot of them..." He would say while examining the mans face closely.. looking for a reaction. When the kobold gets the food and drink, he would not immediatly eat or drink it... but would give it a quick sniff and try to determine if perhaps the food vendors poisoned it...
Duc it's a big organization. You remember tge dragonborn and the elf but no one else. You do not even see Gimble yet!
Retiog and Nat both notice none of the honor gaurd appear to be drinking as well as some members of the Order while others are eating and drinking without a thought.
Drake notices nothing off about the food or the drinks.
Duc remains where she is, certain that something very bad is about to happen but not exactly knowing what, checking her weapons are to hand she scans about but with no friends nearby and no sign of Gimble barely knows which direction is safe, unsure whether r not she wants to be in the side of the Honor Guard or the existing senior figures when the dust settles she waits for an indication of what is about to happen, ready to run as soon as an exit looks unguarded.
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Vhon - Level 2 Warlock - What shall become of the Drunken Sailor?
Nat is completely oblivious to any danger, and is whistling a romantic ballad and thinking of his lost love. From time to time, he tosses a small piece of meat up into the air and tries to catch it in his mouth, before chewing, swallowing and resuming his whistling.
Duc looks around her, taking in as much from the folks sitting alongside her as the battle in the arena.
Perception 19
Vhon - Level 2 Warlock - What shall become of the Drunken Sailor?
Lyreis - Level 6 Elf Fighter - Eberron: Omega
DM - Dzenda: The Cracks - DM - Dzenda: Whispered Tales
Duc notices something odd. The honor gaurd looks like it's fairly spread out. Each member seated or standing near a prominent member of the Order she was either introduced to or Gimble pointed out the night before during her introduction party. These men and women look unbothered by the gaurd but they all keep looking at each other and then at the arena it self as if for a sign of some kind. Gimble however is still MIA.
Sometimes a Nat 1 tells a better story than a Nat 20 ever could.
Nat looks at the kobold seated near him, wondering what stories he might have to tell, but deciding that this is not the right time for that. Well, the Order will be lucky to have us. This is my first time in the arena as a spectator, and I guess it's more enjoyable than the alternative. What about you? He addresses this to Drake and to the others who have just come over to sit with them.
Drake would look up to nat and give a small chuckle. "yeah.. you could say that.. " The kobold would say rubbing his snout. "I work better fighting in a pack.. and well.. in a free for all situation... I often times get singled out as an easy target...." Drake shudders for a moment as his clawed hand rests upon a deep set of crossed scares.
OOC: So the honor guard part if the Order? I had assumed that the ones we met in the street were just on the "take".
Retiog gives the dwarf and elf a nod. "Yes, still on our trial."
He turns back to the triton. "Not saying that I don't want in still. I believe something simpler, easier to conceal would be a better mark of the group is all I meant." He sits back in his seat to watch the match below.
Duc looks about for any sign that the exits are being guarded. If anything is going to happen she wants to be able to get away quickly.
OOC - how close is the nearest pair of prominent member and honor guard - and could Duc get closer to them without causing much trouble?
Vhon - Level 2 Warlock - What shall become of the Drunken Sailor?
Lyreis - Level 6 Elf Fighter - Eberron: Omega
DM - Dzenda: The Cracks - DM - Dzenda: Whispered Tales
Two rows down is seated a black dragonborn and a moon elf you know handle dock business. They're chatting and haven't noticed the odd placement of honor gaurd. At the exits there are no longer cloaked Order it's only honor gaurd!
OOC: Honor guard is the upper elite of the Order.
Sometimes a Nat 1 tells a better story than a Nat 20 ever could.
Duc sits uneasily in her chair glancing again at the exits, feeling like she will be witnessing something very shortly and may not want to. She wishes she knew more about her employers and the various levels of seniority in the guild.
If there are any spaces Duc will try and get closer to the dragonborn and the elf claiming it's to get a better view if anyone asks.
Vhon - Level 2 Warlock - What shall become of the Drunken Sailor?
Lyreis - Level 6 Elf Fighter - Eberron: Omega
DM - Dzenda: The Cracks - DM - Dzenda: Whispered Tales
"That... that's a lot of honor guard" Drake would say looking up from the fight.... "That doesn't seem normal"
Retiog looks around, takes note of the guards and shrugs. "This is my first time up here, so I am unable to say."
Nat is also looking around, but for a food vendor, because he's hungry and bored and a little on edge. He's doing his best to pretend he's interested in the fight: Deception 23
Honor what?
Duc roll me a history.
Retiog, Nat, and Drake roll perception checks.
Several wine vendors are coming around the crowd as well as people with questionable meats on sticks. One suspiciously is rat shaped. The wine and food is free.
Sometimes a Nat 1 tells a better story than a Nat 20 ever could.
Nat's Perception: 13. I think I saw a guy selling nuts a few minutes ago...
Nat helps himself to some non-rat-shaped meat, and a cup of wine, and settles in to watch the fight.
History 7
Vhon - Level 2 Warlock - What shall become of the Drunken Sailor?
Lyreis - Level 6 Elf Fighter - Eberron: Omega
DM - Dzenda: The Cracks - DM - Dzenda: Whispered Tales
Drake perception check! 13
Drake will look and flag down some of food vendors, hoping to get some food and some wine. When one of them comes close, he would look up subtly motion to the honor gaurd. "Psst... so what is up with those guys? Sure are a lot of them..." He would say while examining the mans face closely.. looking for a reaction. When the kobold gets the food and drink, he would not immediatly eat or drink it... but would give it a quick sniff and try to determine if perhaps the food vendors poisoned it...
Insight check! 7
Perception 23
Duc it's a big organization. You remember tge dragonborn and the elf but no one else. You do not even see Gimble yet!
Retiog and Nat both notice none of the honor gaurd appear to be drinking as well as some members of the Order while others are eating and drinking without a thought.
Drake notices nothing off about the food or the drinks.
Sometimes a Nat 1 tells a better story than a Nat 20 ever could.
(OOC: Did the food vendor say anything when asked about the honor guard presence?)
Duc remains where she is, certain that something very bad is about to happen but not exactly knowing what, checking her weapons are to hand she scans about but with no friends nearby and no sign of Gimble barely knows which direction is safe, unsure whether r not she wants to be in the side of the Honor Guard or the existing senior figures when the dust settles she waits for an indication of what is about to happen, ready to run as soon as an exit looks unguarded.
Vhon - Level 2 Warlock - What shall become of the Drunken Sailor?
Lyreis - Level 6 Elf Fighter - Eberron: Omega
DM - Dzenda: The Cracks - DM - Dzenda: Whispered Tales
Nat is completely oblivious to any danger, and is whistling a romantic ballad and thinking of his lost love. From time to time, he tosses a small piece of meat up into the air and tries to catch it in his mouth, before chewing, swallowing and resuming his whistling.