Silver just looks at him "All swords look the same, I could understand the confusion though for someone with closed eyes."He just begins to shuffle "What would I get if I won this time?"his eyes begin to look over the drow for anything of value.
OOC: Does he have a cool coat or hat? Maybe an awesome sword?
Silver just looks at him "All swords look the same, I could understand the confusion though for someone with closed eyes."He just begins to shuffle "What would I get if I won this time?"his eyes begin to look over the drow for anything of value.
OOC: Does he have a cool coat or hat? Maybe an awesome sword?
You notice that this Drow is arrayed in fine clothing with expert cuts and stitching. However, his boots are extremely well made, appearing even finer than the rest of his outfit. He is not, however, wearing a hat. He is armed with a scimitar and some sort of weapon consisting of a wood handle connected to a pipe. The weapon is tucked behind his belt, with the wooden handle hanging over and the pipe poking out below.
The Drow notices you looking him over. "Do you see anything you like? My boots are magical. This", tapping the wooden handle at his waist, "is a Lantanese pistol, though a half-breed as yourself likely has never heard of such a weapon. Or perhaps you're ready to do away with the civilized discourse and just go out back and have a dual so that I can kill you quickly. I'm sure all this conversing is straining that weak mind of yours."
Selinae went to the door and thrust it open so the others could enter, she put a hand on Vassas shoulder, " Then he owes compensation.", she said grimly.
Vassa looks up at Salinae and grins, "Right you are."
Vassa follows the Phae into the tavern and spots Silver sitting next to a Drow and stops. Looking around at his teammates he shows a nervous smile. Before he can change his mind he walks up to the two men. "Hey Silver, I see you've met my attacker." Looking to the Drow, "I don't believe we've met, since you attacked me unawares last time. The name is Vassa, and you are?"
The Drow, seeing that Silver and Vassa knew one another studied the pair for a moment before turning to Silver and saying in undercommon. "I believe we'll have to finish this another time. I can only stand so much mud blood at once." He then rises and turns to walk away....
Silver just stands up sighing "Would be a shame to have the bard tell a tale of how scared you were to lose a valuable posses to a half-blood...I can already see how much your reputation will decrease." he pauses for a moment letting it sink in "Unless you want to try one more game."his hands just continued to shuffle the cards as he worked into the man's ego. Vassa had pretty much taken away any element of surprise, so now he just had to lay heavy on the man's natural hatred.
The Drow sees the surface elf at the door with his magic ready. "Two bastards and a hated cousin... fate is a cruel mistress." he mutters. With a sigh, he sits back down and looks to Silver. "Know that I could kill the three of you but I'd have no chance of evading the City Watch were I to do so. If you have a plan where we can settle things more... privately I'm all ears."
The Drow sees the surface elf at the door with his magic ready. "Two bastards and a hated cousin... fate is a cruel mistress." he mutters. With a sigh, he sits back down and looks to Silver. "Know that I could kill the three of you but I'd have no chance of evading the City Watch were I to do so. If you have a plan where we can settle things more... privately I'm all ears."
" Three? You really need to learn to count."
" And I'd wager....", her voice raised to a level those nearby could hear, "....the capture of a known violent abuser and infamous assaulter of Elven and Half-Elven citizens of the Great City of Waterdeep would be celebrated by the Watch."
" As for what you know.....I've eaten larger things than you for breakfast, Twinkle-toes."
The Drow looks over to the Goliath, "Perfect." in a growing volume, "So once again a Drow is being falsely accused because of his race. Do any of you have proof of any wrong doing on my part? You speak of the Watch, perhaps we should summon them so that you may make your case to them. You make outlandish claims and none will stand on my behalf due to old prejudices. I will not stay here and be slandered." And with that the Drow stands again and confidently walks toward the door as if Elon wasn't standing in front of it.
Seeing the Drow head his way, sparks begin to dance across his fingers as Elon traces arcane signs in the air.
"You attacked two of my friends and that is proof enough. Now STOP or suffer the consequences" he yells out as his voice begins to sound like booming thunder.
(Ready shocking grasp if he attacks or goes for the door. Intimidation if needed: 2
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Seeing all the hostility, Kestrell stands up. Remembering their first night at the Yawning Portal, he doesn't draw a weapon, but instead prepares to tackle the Drow if he attacks Elon.
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Well that escalated quickly.... Phaedra thinks to herself as things start to get out of hand.
He does have a point but... we have played our hand now. Thank's Vassa. Maybe I'll just sit here and act natural. You never know, I may have to bail them out of the City Watch after this little display.
The cleric, still sitting by the door out, gives her best shocked and innocent looking face at the commotion.
The Drow just smiles at Elon as he walked toward him with his hands slightly extended in front of himself, palms up, and says, "Will you attack me in front of all these witnesses? The punishment for such a thing is rather harsh in Waterdeep."With that he attempts to step around Elon.
Salinae grinned, the drow obviously wasn't a local, she raised her voice to a loud boom as she blocked the drows path, filling the doorway, " This individual has been positively identified as the attacker in a violent, racist attack some days past. We are performing a lawful citizens arrest whereupon he will be taken into custody by the Watch to stand trial."
" Sir, do not resist or commit any further acts of violence. You will have the opportunity to state your case once safely with the City Watch. Any violence will be met with the same if you force us to defend ourselves against you."
Silver just smiles looking around as he begins to deal the man a hand "No my friend has just had a little to much to drink well we played a game of cards. In fact I was putting my two swords up against his boots right when everyone started getting heated." he just looks at the man with a smirk "In fact, he's an old colleague of mine. We were going to head out and settle things in a bit. I think everyone should just calm down - I know he looks evil, but really..." his eyes narrow "He's a pathetic worm who couldn't hold his own in hand to hand combat. I mean look at his lankiness and weak wrists - does this look like a killer assassin to you."
He continues to lock eyes with the drow as he talks to his companions "He's not the one - just let us play our card game in peace and we'll try to find the assailant later. After I win my friends boots that is and take him to my favorite inn where we can finish an old business deal. Is that alright with you friend."
"Selinae... Selinae! Where are you going? I thought you wished to see this through?"
Selinae rounded on Phaedra her damp eyes flashing with anger and her tall form looming.
" See what through? Do you know how many sailors drink in that bar? Did you not see me just publically humiliated?"
" And for what? Do you have more lies to tell me?"
" One of two things are happening; either you fed me a line from the beginning or....and possibly and....you and your friends are planning a murder in the most stupid way possible and I want no part of it."
Silver just looks at him "All swords look the same, I could understand the confusion though for someone with closed eyes." He just begins to shuffle "What would I get if I won this time?" his eyes begin to look over the drow for anything of value.
OOC: Does he have a cool coat or hat? Maybe an awesome sword?
perception check: 23
Phaedra enters the inn with the others and takes a seat near the door.
Yevna Galanodel - Wood Elf | Level 8 | Druid/Circle of Spores 6 - Ranger 2 - Ravnica
Nyx - Satyr | Level 9 | Rouge/Swashbuckler 5 - Bard/Collage of Lore 4 - Lost Mine of Phandelver/Storm King's Thunder
Kestrell, quietly watching Silver work his magic, nods at at Phaedra as she enters.
You notice that this Drow is arrayed in fine clothing with expert cuts and stitching. However, his boots are extremely well made, appearing even finer than the rest of his outfit. He is not, however, wearing a hat. He is armed with a scimitar and some sort of weapon consisting of a wood handle connected to a pipe. The weapon is tucked behind his belt, with the wooden handle hanging over and the pipe poking out below.
The Drow notices you looking him over. "Do you see anything you like? My boots are magical. This", tapping the wooden handle at his waist, "is a Lantanese pistol, though a half-breed as yourself likely has never heard of such a weapon. Or perhaps you're ready to do away with the civilized discourse and just go out back and have a dual so that I can kill you quickly. I'm sure all this conversing is straining that weak mind of yours."
Vassa looks up at Salinae and grins, "Right you are."
Vassa follows the Phae into the tavern and spots Silver sitting next to a Drow and stops. Looking around at his teammates he shows a nervous smile. Before he can change his mind he walks up to the two men. "Hey Silver, I see you've met my attacker." Looking to the Drow, "I don't believe we've met, since you attacked me unawares last time. The name is Vassa, and you are?"
The Drow, seeing that Silver and Vassa knew one another studied the pair for a moment before turning to Silver and saying in undercommon. "I believe we'll have to finish this another time. I can only stand so much mud blood at once." He then rises and turns to walk away....
Campaigns:
DM - Waterdeep Dragon Heist PbP
Elon walks inside after the others and sees the drow begin to leave so he blocks the door as bright blue sparks begin to crackle between his fingers.
"Lets get this party started"
Elon Andrael- High Elf sorcerer- Waterdeep Dragon Heist
Tomac- goliath barbarian- Yet Another Storm Kings Thunder
Silver just stands up sighing "Would be a shame to have the bard tell a tale of how scared you were to lose a valuable posses to a half-blood...I can already see how much your reputation will decrease." he pauses for a moment letting it sink in "Unless you want to try one more game." his hands just continued to shuffle the cards as he worked into the man's ego. Vassa had pretty much taken away any element of surprise, so now he just had to lay heavy on the man's natural hatred.
The Drow sees the surface elf at the door with his magic ready. "Two bastards and a hated cousin... fate is a cruel mistress." he mutters. With a sigh, he sits back down and looks to Silver. "Know that I could kill the three of you but I'd have no chance of evading the City Watch were I to do so. If you have a plan where we can settle things more... privately I'm all ears."
Campaigns:
DM - Waterdeep Dragon Heist PbP
" Three? You really need to learn to count."
" And I'd wager....", her voice raised to a level those nearby could hear, "....the capture of a known violent abuser and infamous assaulter of Elven and Half-Elven citizens of the Great City of Waterdeep would be celebrated by the Watch."
" As for what you know.....I've eaten larger things than you for breakfast, Twinkle-toes."
The Drow looks over to the Goliath, "Perfect." in a growing volume, "So once again a Drow is being falsely accused because of his race. Do any of you have proof of any wrong doing on my part? You speak of the Watch, perhaps we should summon them so that you may make your case to them. You make outlandish claims and none will stand on my behalf due to old prejudices. I will not stay here and be slandered." And with that the Drow stands again and confidently walks toward the door as if Elon wasn't standing in front of it.
Campaigns:
DM - Waterdeep Dragon Heist PbP
Seeing the Drow head his way, sparks begin to dance across his fingers as Elon traces arcane signs in the air.
"You attacked two of my friends and that is proof enough. Now STOP or suffer the consequences" he yells out as his voice begins to sound like booming thunder.
(Ready shocking grasp if he attacks or goes for the door. Intimidation if needed: 2
I'm as scary as a clown with a balloon sword)
Elon Andrael- High Elf sorcerer- Waterdeep Dragon Heist
Tomac- goliath barbarian- Yet Another Storm Kings Thunder
Seeing all the hostility, Kestrell stands up. Remembering their first night at the Yawning Portal, he doesn't draw a weapon, but instead prepares to tackle the Drow if he attacks Elon.
OOC: Readying a grapple if he attacks Elon.
Athletics if needed: 5
Well that escalated quickly.... Phaedra thinks to herself as things start to get out of hand.
He does have a point but... we have played our hand now. Thank's Vassa. Maybe I'll just sit here and act natural. You never know, I may have to bail them out of the City Watch after this little display.
The cleric, still sitting by the door out, gives her best shocked and innocent looking face at the commotion.
OCC: Persuasion 15
Yevna Galanodel - Wood Elf | Level 8 | Druid/Circle of Spores 6 - Ranger 2 - Ravnica
Nyx - Satyr | Level 9 | Rouge/Swashbuckler 5 - Bard/Collage of Lore 4 - Lost Mine of Phandelver/Storm King's Thunder
The Drow just smiles at Elon as he walked toward him with his hands slightly extended in front of himself, palms up, and says, "Will you attack me in front of all these witnesses? The punishment for such a thing is rather harsh in Waterdeep." With that he attempts to step around Elon.
Campaigns:
DM - Waterdeep Dragon Heist PbP
Salinae grinned, the drow obviously wasn't a local, she raised her voice to a loud boom as she blocked the drows path, filling the doorway, " This individual has been positively identified as the attacker in a violent, racist attack some days past. We are performing a lawful citizens arrest whereupon he will be taken into custody by the Watch to stand trial."
" Sir, do not resist or commit any further acts of violence. You will have the opportunity to state your case once safely with the City Watch. Any violence will be met with the same if you force us to defend ourselves against you."
"Silver, is this the one who attacked you?" Elon yells over to Silver.
Elon knows this won't be an easy fight but he needs to bring this man to justice.
"This is your last warning. You can go peacefully or not, but you will go to the City Watch"
Elon Andrael- High Elf sorcerer- Waterdeep Dragon Heist
Tomac- goliath barbarian- Yet Another Storm Kings Thunder
Silver just smiles looking around as he begins to deal the man a hand "No my friend has just had a little to much to drink well we played a game of cards. In fact I was putting my two swords up against his boots right when everyone started getting heated." he just looks at the man with a smirk "In fact, he's an old colleague of mine. We were going to head out and settle things in a bit. I think everyone should just calm down - I know he looks evil, but really..." his eyes narrow "He's a pathetic worm who couldn't hold his own in hand to hand combat. I mean look at his lankiness and weak wrists - does this look like a killer assassin to you."
He continues to lock eyes with the drow as he talks to his companions "He's not the one - just let us play our card game in peace and we'll try to find the assailant later. After I win my friends boots that is and take him to my favorite inn where we can finish an old business deal. Is that alright with you friend."
Selinae grew quiet and a slight purplish tone came to her cheeks, " My apologies....apparently I was lie...misinformed."
Shamefacedly she turned on the spot and walked out into the street slamming the door behind her.
She wiped her eyes with the back of her hand as she walked slowly home...
Kestrell grunts in disgust, and goes to the bar to order a drink for himself and Phaedra. He hands the drink to Phaedra and sits down, wordlessly.
"Well that did not go as expected did it Kestrell. Thank you for the drink but I'll be back in one second. We better get Selinae."
Phaedra stands and walk out the door.
"Selinae... Selinae! Where are you going? I thought you wished to see this through?"
Yevna Galanodel - Wood Elf | Level 8 | Druid/Circle of Spores 6 - Ranger 2 - Ravnica
Nyx - Satyr | Level 9 | Rouge/Swashbuckler 5 - Bard/Collage of Lore 4 - Lost Mine of Phandelver/Storm King's Thunder
Selinae rounded on Phaedra her damp eyes flashing with anger and her tall form looming.
" See what through? Do you know how many sailors drink in that bar? Did you not see me just publically humiliated?"
" And for what? Do you have more lies to tell me?"
" One of two things are happening; either you fed me a line from the beginning or....and possibly and....you and your friends are planning a murder in the most stupid way possible and I want no part of it."