OOC - Sorry - shambolic DMing, I apologise unreservedly.
The night is getting old and the people you saw earlier have all gone, except for the very large man who was eating multiple dinners, he is sleeping soundly at the same table where you last saw him. Wallis sees people clearly the worse for wear but nobody seems troublesome. The group are walked upstairs by the Oilers accompanying them and tables near the gaming area are quickly occupied by everyone. Their hosts are pleasant enough and they bring plenty of booze back to the table, large flagons of ale and several bottles of firewater, a golden spirit which packs one hell of a punch. After about five minutes Kaed returns with a bag which he quietly passes to Lila containing her payment from Kyve. After a drink the group are left to their own devices for the first time....
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Vhon - Level 2 Warlock - What shall become of the Drunken Sailor?
"Job well-done all around" Brock would say with a grin as he reclines back in his chair, his hands folded behind his head. "So now what? we got paid... so do we take a day or two off to just visit the markets and look for other jobs? I hear there is a pit fight coming up soon if you all are interested? Winner normally gets a nice payday" Brock would say leaning forward and placing his elbows on the table.
Lila barely touches her drink, and tucks her payment into her bag with barely a smile. She seems unsettled. "Before we start thinking about other jobs, I'd recommend we make sure we get out of this one in one piece without a price on our heads, either from the Watch or the gangs," she says softly, eyes sweeping over the tavern to make sure there's a clear path to the door. "Something's weird is going on here. The level of tension in front of this tavern was way higher than it should have been if they were any kind of competent, which they were. It felt like a freaking bar fight was about to break out." She glances at the others. "That being said, would you all mind if I tagged along with you for a bit if we do get out of this alive and unmarked?"
"Sure! The more the better!" Brock would say with a slight slur as he places his forth tankard of mead on the table. He would look to Wallis and Valen before continuing. "I am sure you are just over thinking things... They were probably on edge because we were hauling around their bosses dead ex boyfriend. I don't know about you guys but I am ready to head back and hit the sack" He would say as he stood up, placing one hand on the table for balance. "Still wouldn't mind a bath either after wrestling with those dogs... They smelled pretty bad" He would say as he gave his arms a quick sniff and wrinkled his nose in disgust.
The group have been in the tavern for a while, Brock has been hitting the mead and Lila has been taking things a bit more carefully. As the other patrons start to look to leaving the energy seems to leave the tavern, even the other Oilers are quieter, a few mutter goodbyes to the group and depart and it becomes clear that everybody is expected to leave sooner rather than later.
Taking the cue the party go to leave. Staff are clearing up around them and the customers are moving towards the door. There is a strange moment as the party descend the stairs to the ground floor when they realise that people are clustering around the front of the tavern. As they get closer to the door it is clear there are a lot of people on the streets and something has happened.
Leaving the tavern they get onto the street, from the south the can see a glow over the buildings, warm, orange and clearly signalling danger. Fire in parts of the city like this could be catastrophic and windows are opening and lights are coming on everywhere, the people of the Cracks are nervous and loud. From nearby a series of whistle blasts sound and members of the Watch start to arrive, the men looking disheveled as if they have been woken up, which they shouldn't have been, although probably were. "Clear the way, clear the way!" A large man at the front of the group of Watchmen strides purposefully forward wading through the crowd, an older man slower than others to get out of the way gets a rough shove and falls to the ground awkwardly crying out in pain. The Watch don't even slow and the crowd don't like it several shouting obscenities at the Watchmen as they try to get towards the blaze. One particularly vocal woman takes a heavy backhanded slap from another of the guards and for a moment it seems like the situation will descend into a melee until the lead Watchmen draws his sword and points it at a group of young men closing in on him.
The locals aren't cowards but this is a large group of armed and armored men and they know they are outmatched, slowly backing away they offer no further resistance and the Watch move on away from the party towards the fire to the south. It is all over very quickly but the two locals are still on the ground, clearly injured and the murmurings of discontent continue. As the people mill about the party are blocked from moving anywhere for a few seconds and the Watch are gone, moving down the street and away....
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Vhon - Level 2 Warlock - What shall become of the Drunken Sailor?
"Crap," Lila mutters as the Watchmen appear. She moves to the back of the group, casually putting Brock between her and the soldiers. Once they're gone, she glances at the fire over the rooftops. "That's...really not good."
Brock would slowly move over to the woman and helps her to her feet... barley taking his eyes off the blaze. "So what building do you think is burning?" He would ask to no one in particular..
"Welp... I say we head towards the fire and check it out" Brock would say to the others. "I really hope that isn't coming from the Hidden Treasure... but I suppose if it is.. the bath water should be plenty warm" He would say with a small grin as he begins heading that was behind the members of the watch.
Lila's frown deepens even more as she comes to a realization. "I hope the Treasure isn't on fire. Fire here is bad, but I'm sure you know that. Let's go." She follows Brock, keeping an eye ahead to make sure they don't catch up with the Watch members too closely.
(DM: Did we get a short rest in there while having our drinks?)
Valen peers into the distance towards the fire. He calls to Brock as the man heads off, "What are we going to do when we get there other than being in the guards' way?"
"We can help the people the guard's don't deem worthy of saving," Lila mutters, probably too quiet for the warlock to actually hear her. "They probably care more about keeping the nobles' quarter from having a single spark on it than keeping people safe."
"Those....why are those men attacking the people," Wallis exclaims shocked. "Yes, please we should help," she adds looking at the party. "It's the least we can do and will have us well clear of this place," she adds gesturing behind towards the bar.
OOC: How much did we all get from Segan again?
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Sometimes a Nat 1 tells a better story than a Nat 20 ever could.
Lila gives Wallis a sad smile. "Welcome to the Cracks. If you aren't directly connected to paying their wages, the Watch doesn't care about most people."
"They have no honor. They should be helping these people," Wallis adds her tone and expression concerned. "Brock how can you live...here," she asks missing home more than ever before!
Cutthroats, literal back stabbers, and thieves...how can she be among these people she thinks stroking Simon and hoping she can make enough coin soon to return home.
Lila just keeps heading towards the fire, letting Brock answer his friend. Her skin almost seems several shades lighter in the firelight as she moves, ducking around people and keeping an eye out ahead to make sure they don't get too close to the Watchmen.
Lila shakes her head. "Let's just get into the tavern before you accidentally start a gang war," she suggests acerbically to Valen.
Stella Diamant, Human Rogue 17 (Swashbuckler), The Exploits of Misfit Company
Kat, Medtech, Cyberpunk: Red
Shi, Changeling Bard 4 (College of Spirits), Tyrant's Grasp
Dani, Human Artificer 9 (Armorer), Skulls and Starships
DM, Project Point (Teams Scimitar and Longsword)
Everything Else!
Nodding Wallis follows the party into the tavern still keeping her eye out for trouble!
Is the bar full of the same type of folks?
OOC: should I even roll?!
Perception 18
Sometimes a Nat 1 tells a better story than a Nat 20 ever could.
OOC - Sorry - shambolic DMing, I apologise unreservedly.
The night is getting old and the people you saw earlier have all gone, except for the very large man who was eating multiple dinners, he is sleeping soundly at the same table where you last saw him. Wallis sees people clearly the worse for wear but nobody seems troublesome. The group are walked upstairs by the Oilers accompanying them and tables near the gaming area are quickly occupied by everyone. Their hosts are pleasant enough and they bring plenty of booze back to the table, large flagons of ale and several bottles of firewater, a golden spirit which packs one hell of a punch. After about five minutes Kaed returns with a bag which he quietly passes to Lila containing her payment from Kyve. After a drink the group are left to their own devices for the first time....
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
"Job well-done all around" Brock would say with a grin as he reclines back in his chair, his hands folded behind his head. "So now what? we got paid... so do we take a day or two off to just visit the markets and look for other jobs? I hear there is a pit fight coming up soon if you all are interested? Winner normally gets a nice payday" Brock would say leaning forward and placing his elbows on the table.
Lila barely touches her drink, and tucks her payment into her bag with barely a smile. She seems unsettled. "Before we start thinking about other jobs, I'd recommend we make sure we get out of this one in one piece without a price on our heads, either from the Watch or the gangs," she says softly, eyes sweeping over the tavern to make sure there's a clear path to the door. "Something's weird is going on here. The level of tension in front of this tavern was way higher than it should have been if they were any kind of competent, which they were. It felt like a freaking bar fight was about to break out." She glances at the others. "That being said, would you all mind if I tagged along with you for a bit if we do get out of this alive and unmarked?"
Stella Diamant, Human Rogue 17 (Swashbuckler), The Exploits of Misfit Company
Kat, Medtech, Cyberpunk: Red
Shi, Changeling Bard 4 (College of Spirits), Tyrant's Grasp
Dani, Human Artificer 9 (Armorer), Skulls and Starships
DM, Project Point (Teams Scimitar and Longsword)
Everything Else!
"Sure! The more the better!" Brock would say with a slight slur as he places his forth tankard of mead on the table. He would look to Wallis and Valen before continuing. "I am sure you are just over thinking things... They were probably on edge because we were hauling around their bosses dead ex boyfriend. I don't know about you guys but I am ready to head back and hit the sack" He would say as he stood up, placing one hand on the table for balance. "Still wouldn't mind a bath either after wrestling with those dogs... They smelled pretty bad" He would say as he gave his arms a quick sniff and wrinkled his nose in disgust.
The group have been in the tavern for a while, Brock has been hitting the mead and Lila has been taking things a bit more carefully. As the other patrons start to look to leaving the energy seems to leave the tavern, even the other Oilers are quieter, a few mutter goodbyes to the group and depart and it becomes clear that everybody is expected to leave sooner rather than later.
Taking the cue the party go to leave. Staff are clearing up around them and the customers are moving towards the door. There is a strange moment as the party descend the stairs to the ground floor when they realise that people are clustering around the front of the tavern. As they get closer to the door it is clear there are a lot of people on the streets and something has happened.
Leaving the tavern they get onto the street, from the south the can see a glow over the buildings, warm, orange and clearly signalling danger. Fire in parts of the city like this could be catastrophic and windows are opening and lights are coming on everywhere, the people of the Cracks are nervous and loud. From nearby a series of whistle blasts sound and members of the Watch start to arrive, the men looking disheveled as if they have been woken up, which they shouldn't have been, although probably were. "Clear the way, clear the way!" A large man at the front of the group of Watchmen strides purposefully forward wading through the crowd, an older man slower than others to get out of the way gets a rough shove and falls to the ground awkwardly crying out in pain. The Watch don't even slow and the crowd don't like it several shouting obscenities at the Watchmen as they try to get towards the blaze. One particularly vocal woman takes a heavy backhanded slap from another of the guards and for a moment it seems like the situation will descend into a melee until the lead Watchmen draws his sword and points it at a group of young men closing in on him.
The locals aren't cowards but this is a large group of armed and armored men and they know they are outmatched, slowly backing away they offer no further resistance and the Watch move on away from the party towards the fire to the south. It is all over very quickly but the two locals are still on the ground, clearly injured and the murmurings of discontent continue. As the people mill about the party are blocked from moving anywhere for a few seconds and the Watch are gone, moving down the street and away....
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
"Crap," Lila mutters as the Watchmen appear. She moves to the back of the group, casually putting Brock between her and the soldiers. Once they're gone, she glances at the fire over the rooftops. "That's...really not good."
Stella Diamant, Human Rogue 17 (Swashbuckler), The Exploits of Misfit Company
Kat, Medtech, Cyberpunk: Red
Shi, Changeling Bard 4 (College of Spirits), Tyrant's Grasp
Dani, Human Artificer 9 (Armorer), Skulls and Starships
DM, Project Point (Teams Scimitar and Longsword)
Everything Else!
Brock would slowly move over to the woman and helps her to her feet... barley taking his eyes off the blaze. "So what building do you think is burning?" He would ask to no one in particular..
(Would Brock know what building was on fire?)
Lila quietly offers the older man a hand up once the guards are out of sight. "It'll be bad no matter what," she says grimly.
(Ditto, would Lila know which building or area is burning?)
Stella Diamant, Human Rogue 17 (Swashbuckler), The Exploits of Misfit Company
Kat, Medtech, Cyberpunk: Red
Shi, Changeling Bard 4 (College of Spirits), Tyrant's Grasp
Dani, Human Artificer 9 (Armorer), Skulls and Starships
DM, Project Point (Teams Scimitar and Longsword)
Everything Else!
It's the area around where the Hidden Treasure is...
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
"Welp... I say we head towards the fire and check it out" Brock would say to the others. "I really hope that isn't coming from the Hidden Treasure... but I suppose if it is.. the bath water should be plenty warm" He would say with a small grin as he begins heading that was behind the members of the watch.
Lila's frown deepens even more as she comes to a realization. "I hope the Treasure isn't on fire. Fire here is bad, but I'm sure you know that. Let's go." She follows Brock, keeping an eye ahead to make sure they don't catch up with the Watch members too closely.
Stella Diamant, Human Rogue 17 (Swashbuckler), The Exploits of Misfit Company
Kat, Medtech, Cyberpunk: Red
Shi, Changeling Bard 4 (College of Spirits), Tyrant's Grasp
Dani, Human Artificer 9 (Armorer), Skulls and Starships
DM, Project Point (Teams Scimitar and Longsword)
Everything Else!
(DM: Did we get a short rest in there while having our drinks?)
Valen peers into the distance towards the fire. He calls to Brock as the man heads off, "What are we going to do when we get there other than being in the guards' way?"
"We can help the people the guard's don't deem worthy of saving," Lila mutters, probably too quiet for the warlock to actually hear her. "They probably care more about keeping the nobles' quarter from having a single spark on it than keeping people safe."
Stella Diamant, Human Rogue 17 (Swashbuckler), The Exploits of Misfit Company
Kat, Medtech, Cyberpunk: Red
Shi, Changeling Bard 4 (College of Spirits), Tyrant's Grasp
Dani, Human Artificer 9 (Armorer), Skulls and Starships
DM, Project Point (Teams Scimitar and Longsword)
Everything Else!
If Valen promises he didn't do anything strenuous and just sat and had a drink he can have a short rest, as can the others ;)
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
OOC: Yeah short rest!
"Those....why are those men attacking the people," Wallis exclaims shocked. "Yes, please we should help," she adds looking at the party. "It's the least we can do and will have us well clear of this place," she adds gesturing behind towards the bar.
OOC: How much did we all get from Segan again?
Sometimes a Nat 1 tells a better story than a Nat 20 ever could.
Lila gives Wallis a sad smile. "Welcome to the Cracks. If you aren't directly connected to paying their wages, the Watch doesn't care about most people."
Stella Diamant, Human Rogue 17 (Swashbuckler), The Exploits of Misfit Company
Kat, Medtech, Cyberpunk: Red
Shi, Changeling Bard 4 (College of Spirits), Tyrant's Grasp
Dani, Human Artificer 9 (Armorer), Skulls and Starships
DM, Project Point (Teams Scimitar and Longsword)
Everything Else!
"They have no honor. They should be helping these people," Wallis adds her tone and expression concerned. "Brock how can you live...here," she asks missing home more than ever before!
Cutthroats, literal back stabbers, and thieves...how can she be among these people she thinks stroking Simon and hoping she can make enough coin soon to return home.
Sometimes a Nat 1 tells a better story than a Nat 20 ever could.
Lila just keeps heading towards the fire, letting Brock answer his friend. Her skin almost seems several shades lighter in the firelight as she moves, ducking around people and keeping an eye out ahead to make sure they don't get too close to the Watchmen.
Stella Diamant, Human Rogue 17 (Swashbuckler), The Exploits of Misfit Company
Kat, Medtech, Cyberpunk: Red
Shi, Changeling Bard 4 (College of Spirits), Tyrant's Grasp
Dani, Human Artificer 9 (Armorer), Skulls and Starships
DM, Project Point (Teams Scimitar and Longsword)
Everything Else!