"Well I don't think there's any need to read between the lines there." Varax says as Branagh sprints away to 'turn in' for the night. The tiefling eventually finishes his dinner and leans back in his seat. "I've heard enough. It is more than enough information for me to do the job. But as for my travelling companions..." He looks to the remaining group and flashes another smile "What about you, Kaldor? Niche? Where do you hail from, hm?"
As the last rays of sun come through the window, Natalia comes around the room, refilling the pitchers for the last time before returning to the main common room. Sildar finally moves from the corner and adds a few logs to the fire, and pulls a lever on the side of the hearth and a gout of flames rush up and light the logs. He gathers the bow and quiver of arrows, moves over to the counter and pulls out a pack from behind it, he says Good Night to nobody in particular, as he starts to walk out of the room, pulling out a key similar to the ones on the table still. When Sildar opens the door, he then moves back in keeping the door open for Natalia, who is bringing in a big tray of food, she says as she sets it down on the table, Feel free to help yourself, this is what remains of todays food. Good Night everyone, I will see you in the morning. She walks out of the door and shuts it behind her, leaving one bowl of soup and 3 meat pies and a pan of the house special. There is enough for 2 plates of the house special in the pan as it is almost gone. Gundren grabs a plate and fork, and pulls out about a serving of the house special, He turns to everyone and says, Better get some afore its all gone. If ye want ter take the meat pies with ye that be aright with me.Gundren pours himself another mead and another shot, before he puts the lid back on he stares at the liquid for a moment, fills all the shot glasses on the table, and polishes off the last bit himself (what would be about 4 shots) and says, Arhh, that be the good stuff. Tis bout time to start brewing more, only got two kegs left of it. He starts eating his food, and says If ye want a second shot be me guest, just be sure ye can handle er, ye got work to do on the morrow.
Gundren, chuckles before taking another his shot. (His accent is becoming thicker in the passing minutes, but other than that there is no sign that the alcohol is having an effect on him) Why I supply a few inns in dees parts with me supply, but I be keepin me own personal reserve at each place I do business with, due to me frequent travels and such. I make ale an mead, whiskey, bourbon, n brandy mostly. Course its not just me makin it, I own a brewery, I only drink what I make persnally when it comes ter de good stuff.
"Well I don't think there's any need to read between the lines there." Varax says as Branagh sprints away to 'turn in' for the night. The tiefling eventually finishes his dinner and leans back in his seat. "I've heard enough. It is more than enough information for me to do the job. But as for my travelling companions..." He looks to the remaining group and flashes another smile "What about you, Kaldor? Niche? Where do you hail from, hm?"
Niche was near finishing her second serving when the tiefling posed his question. She looked up warily at him, seemingly studies his expression for a bit before raising the large bowl and polishing off her stew in one big gulp. “Just a small nameless town a bit away.” She waved her hand as if dismissing the importance of her birthplace, “Left when I came of age. Uh, somehow happened to ended up here after hitching a few rides with different caravans and carriages.” She mirrors Varax’s smile back, “Nothing story worthy really. And yourself? “
She reached out for one more meat pie, this time finally slowing down, taking nibbles rather than bites and savouring the taste.
Varax gives a gentle nod "Ah, playing close to your chest I see. Very well." He takes another sip of his mead and then clears his throat "I, on the other hand, hail from the Bedine people of the Southern Anauroch."He will take another meat pie as well and cut it up into bite-sized portions as he continues speaking "A proud and harsh land that bred an equally proud and harsh people. "
Mining, brewing, and what else? You seem to be a man of many talents.
Business be me only other venture...that an I got a woman back 'ome I'm a still workin at. But I s'ppose that ain't really a talent. Used ter be a fighter back in de day, but me knee's ain't what dey used to be. Gundren responds
Varax gives a gentle nod "Ah, playing close to your chest I see. Very well." He takes another sip of his mead and then clears his throat "I, on the other hand, hail from the Bedine people of the Southern Anauroch."He will take another meat pie as well and cut it up into bite-sized portions as he continues speaking "A proud and harsh land that bred an equally proud and harsh people. "
“Plenty of time to uh, bond during the trip.” Niche shrugged at Varax’s comment, digging at the mince inside her meat pie. “Can’t say I know Anauroch well at all but I’ve heard about Bedine tribes as guides for caravans, sounds well suited to this job.”She offered what limited knowledge she had about the tiefling’s origin.
She watched Kaldor finish up and leave for rest, quickening her eating pace again herself. Once her plate is empty another time, Niche pats her belly satisfyingly and hops up, “A pleasure to meet you all and cheers to a new journey. I’ll be off too then.” She was about to leave the table before her gaze hesitated on the left over food, casting a glance at Gundern she took out a handkerchief that’s rather large and not entirely too clean, mumbling about not letting food go to waste she wrapped two more meat pies up and tucks it away in her bag. Checking her room number on the key she grabbed, Niche finally heads out the door.
Before Niche goes up stairs she will just have a quick look around the tavern for particularly drunk, preferably knocked out patrons and nick a few coins/valuables off them if she could?
(Not entirely sure what to roll for this though maybe perception and sleight of hand?)
Before Niche goes up stairs she will just have a quick look around the tavern for particularly drunk, preferably knocked out patrons and nick a few coins/valuables off them if she could?
(Not entirely sure what to roll for this though maybe perception and sleight of hand?)
Just do a sleight of and roll, also remember the meat pies on the table, you can save them for rations. Like the character you are XD
As Varax is the last remaining in the room, he gives a look around and then stands. He moves before the fire and holds up the half-eaten pastry of his, turning it curiously in his hand a moment. The crackling of the fire draws his attention and for a moment he is entranced by it. Thoughts play through his mind, but he's quickly drawn back to reality. Varax shakes his head, gives a long slow sigh, and finishes off the pie. The Tiefling heads for the door to make his way upstairs, but stops for a moment. He looks to the fire and brings a finger up to his lips and makes a shushing sound. The fire gently dies down until it is no more. Then, wordlessly, he goes up to an available room to sleep.
You arrive at Natalia's house before her, and make yourself at home, the night proceeds with her arriving from the inn, the two of you have a wild night, with a few surprises too boot. How were you supposed to know she had a tattoo of the sign of Talos? Perhaps there is more to be had here than just an attraction. Perhaps you God has brought her into your life for a reason.
When you wake, make a roll for Religion with advantage.
(OOC: Apparently with that roll, that is defiantly what she said ("Oh God"))
Before Niche goes up stairs she will just have a quick look around the tavern for particularly drunk, preferably knocked out patrons and nick a few coins/valuables off them if she could?
(Not entirely sure what to roll for this though maybe perception and sleight of hand?)
Just do a sleight of and roll, also remember the meat pies on the table, you can save them for rations. Like the character you are XD
(OOC: Ah yep thanks for reminder, wasn’t sure if Gundren meant we can take the food away as well lolol. If you don’t mind I’ll just go back and edit it in.)
"Well I don't think there's any need to read between the lines there." Varax says as Branagh sprints away to 'turn in' for the night. The tiefling eventually finishes his dinner and leans back in his seat. "I've heard enough. It is more than enough information for me to do the job. But as for my travelling companions..." He looks to the remaining group and flashes another smile "What about you, Kaldor? Niche? Where do you hail from, hm?"
In Sotto voce
Those lines might as well be roads on a map. You can't help but see right where they lead.
Directly to Varax
Originally from Calimshan. Haven't been there in years.
"Fiction is the lie through which we tell the truth." A Camus
As the last rays of sun come through the window, Natalia comes around the room, refilling the pitchers for the last time before returning to the main common room. Sildar finally moves from the corner and adds a few logs to the fire, and pulls a lever on the side of the hearth and a gout of flames rush up and light the logs. He gathers the bow and quiver of arrows, moves over to the counter and pulls out a pack from behind it, he says Good Night to nobody in particular, as he starts to walk out of the room, pulling out a key similar to the ones on the table still. When Sildar opens the door, he then moves back in keeping the door open for Natalia, who is bringing in a big tray of food, she says as she sets it down on the table, Feel free to help yourself, this is what remains of todays food. Good Night everyone, I will see you in the morning. She walks out of the door and shuts it behind her, leaving one bowl of soup and 3 meat pies and a pan of the house special. There is enough for 2 plates of the house special in the pan as it is almost gone. Gundren grabs a plate and fork, and pulls out about a serving of the house special, He turns to everyone and says, Better get some afore its all gone. If ye want ter take the meat pies with ye that be aright with me. Gundren pours himself another mead and another shot, before he puts the lid back on he stares at the liquid for a moment, fills all the shot glasses on the table, and polishes off the last bit himself (what would be about 4 shots) and says, Arhh, that be the good stuff. Tis bout time to start brewing more, only got two kegs left of it. He starts eating his food, and says If ye want a second shot be me guest, just be sure ye can handle er, ye got work to do on the morrow.
Warforged Fighter Talien
Kal, as a regular user (or abuser, depending on your POV) of alcohol takes another shot.
Not bad. Do you just small batch brew for yourself or produce enough to sell?
"Fiction is the lie through which we tell the truth." A Camus
Gundren, chuckles before taking another his shot. (His accent is becoming thicker in the passing minutes, but other than that there is no sign that the alcohol is having an effect on him) Why I supply a few inns in dees parts with me supply, but I be keepin me own personal reserve at each place I do business with, due to me frequent travels and such. I make ale an mead, whiskey, bourbon, n brandy mostly. Course its not just me makin it, I own a brewery, I only drink what I make persnally when it comes ter de good stuff.
Warforged Fighter Talien
Mining, brewing, and what else? You seem to be a man of many talents.
"Fiction is the lie through which we tell the truth." A Camus
Niche was near finishing her second serving when the tiefling posed his question. She looked up warily at him, seemingly studies his expression for a bit before raising the large bowl and polishing off her stew in one big gulp. “Just a small nameless town a bit away.” She waved her hand as if dismissing the importance of her birthplace, “Left when I came of age. Uh, somehow happened to ended up here after hitching a few rides with different caravans and carriages.” She mirrors Varax’s smile back, “Nothing story worthy really. And yourself? “
She reached out for one more meat pie, this time finally slowing down, taking nibbles rather than bites and savouring the taste.
Varax gives a gentle nod "Ah, playing close to your chest I see. Very well." He takes another sip of his mead and then clears his throat "I, on the other hand, hail from the Bedine people of the Southern Anauroch." He will take another meat pie as well and cut it up into bite-sized portions as he continues speaking "A proud and harsh land that bred an equally proud and harsh people. "
Business be me only other venture...that an I got a woman back 'ome I'm a still workin at. But I s'ppose that ain't really a talent. Used ter be a fighter back in de day, but me knee's ain't what dey used to be. Gundren responds
Warforged Fighter Talien
To Grunden
Fighting is dangerous business. Least you lived to complain about bad knees.
Stands up, gathers his gear
No more for me if I want to be sharp in the morning. Good night.
And he heads up to the provided room.
"Fiction is the lie through which we tell the truth." A Camus
Gundren will also wait until the last of his brandy is gone, no matter who drinks it, then he will retire for the night.
Branagh, please roll a d20 and add your charisma mod.
Warforged Fighter Talien
“Plenty of time to uh, bond during the trip.” Niche shrugged at Varax’s comment, digging at the mince inside her meat pie. “Can’t say I know Anauroch well at all but I’ve heard about Bedine tribes as guides for caravans, sounds well suited to this job.” She offered what limited knowledge she had about the tiefling’s origin.
She watched Kaldor finish up and leave for rest, quickening her eating pace again herself. Once her plate is empty another time, Niche pats her belly satisfyingly and hops up, “A pleasure to meet you all and cheers to a new journey. I’ll be off too then.” She was about to leave the table before her gaze hesitated on the left over food, casting a glance at Gundern she took out a handkerchief that’s rather large and not entirely too clean, mumbling about not letting food go to waste she wrapped two more meat pies up and tucks it away in her bag. Checking her room number on the key she grabbed, Niche finally heads out the door.
For Sorvas
Before Niche goes up stairs she will just have a quick look around the tavern for particularly drunk, preferably knocked out patrons and nick a few coins/valuables off them if she could?
(Not entirely sure what to roll for this though maybe perception and sleight of hand?)
Just do a sleight of and roll, also remember the meat pies on the table, you can save them for rations. Like the character you are XD
Warforged Fighter Talien
Oh god charisma. 17
As Varax is the last remaining in the room, he gives a look around and then stands. He moves before the fire and holds up the half-eaten pastry of his, turning it curiously in his hand a moment. The crackling of the fire draws his attention and for a moment he is entranced by it. Thoughts play through his mind, but he's quickly drawn back to reality. Varax shakes his head, gives a long slow sigh, and finishes off the pie. The Tiefling heads for the door to make his way upstairs, but stops for a moment. He looks to the fire and brings a finger up to his lips and makes a shushing sound. The fire gently dies down until it is no more. Then, wordlessly, he goes up to an available room to sleep.
You arrive at Natalia's house before her, and make yourself at home, the night proceeds with her arriving from the inn, the two of you have a wild night, with a few surprises too boot. How were you supposed to know she had a tattoo of the sign of Talos? Perhaps there is more to be had here than just an attraction. Perhaps you God has brought her into your life for a reason.
When you wake, make a roll for Religion with advantage.
(OOC: Apparently with that roll, that is defiantly what she said ("Oh God"))
Warforged Fighter Talien
Religion with advantage: 22
Will a crit do?
(OOC: Ah yep thanks for reminder, wasn’t sure if Gundren meant we can take the food away as well lolol. If you don’t mind I’ll just go back and edit it in.)
Sleight of hand: 15
(omg natural 20)