You have all completed a long rest, and are starting to gather in the common area of the inn, starting to grab plates of food prepared by the cooks, Natalia and Branagh walk in and they are discussing something quietly to one another. Natalia leaves Branagh and tells Gundren, We need to have a quick talk about my travel arrangements. Gundren grunts at her, and grabs some bacon off of his plate and they walk into the back room and close the door behind them. Sildar moves over and stands near the entrance of the door, slightly to the side and continues to eat his breakfast of some bacon and bread, with some porridge. (I will post more early Monday morning) (Niche, still need a roll from you I believe, I will check Monday)
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.)
Sleight of hand: 27
(omg natural 20)
You strike up a brief conversation with a Barnet, a human who is drinking, obviously intoxicated already, and he pulls out a coin purse and places the amount owed down on the table. He thanks you for your company and as he stands up he slips the coin purse into his pocket, he turns to you as the happy drunk he is and gives you a hug, which you return and pocket the coin purse easily. When you get back to your room and open it you find 8 gp, 5sp, and 3cp in it, along with a silver ring with a big emerald in it, there are dragons engraved in the side of the ring and when you hold it up to the light, you see a green swirl in the center of the emerald that moves.
(Add one ration to your pack. Also add items listed above to your belongings. I will pm you more information about the ring Monday morning)
Glancing around the now low lit tavern Niche quickly spotted a man who could no longer think straight for his life, skirting around a few tables she went over to inspect what valuables what this man could have, only to be entirely startled when he looked at her straight in the eye and started to talk to her in a slurred speech that’s barely understandable. What intended to be a small talk turned out to be a lengthier conversation than Niche had intended, but by a stroke of luck she was able to see exactly what belongings he had as she watched him taking forever counting out the coins for his payment.
When this human somehow decided she deserved a hug for that mindless conversation, Niche felt almost crushed by his drunken gesture and was able to easily lift his money bag out and tuck it away in her cloak, making sure no one else saw her sneaky movement. Having hastily broken free from the suffocating hug, she bid the still grinning Barnet good night and headed upstairs into her room. Once she had an inspection of the room, she sat comfortably on the bed and proceeded to split the coins she obtained today into various different pockets on her. (Split into 4 roughly even portions, about 7 gold each: 1 in her own drawstring coin bag, 1 in her cloak, 1 in a hidden pocket in her shirt, 1 in a little compartment in her right boot)
When she came to the bottom of the coin purse, she was a little surprised to find a fancy silver ring lying there. Holding it up to the oil lamp, she was briefly mesmerised by the green shape that seemed to swim inside the emerald. Spirits much lifted, Niche hummed a little to herself as she tucked the ring away in her inner most pocket on the left chest intending to give it a closer inspection tomorrow, thinking to herself that she must have developed a knack of finding fancy rings lately and happily drifting off to sleep.
(feel free to have a discussion while Natalia and Gundren are talking )(I am going to be currently available for the next few hours, Grandma is having emergency surgery and currently being transported so it is the waiting game, will be in and out tomorrow.)
Kal turns out early and grabs some breakfast. He selects a rear corner table with his back to the wall so he can see entrances and exits. He's eating when Rockseeker, Sildar, Natalia, and Branaugh arrive.
{The previous post with Niche is the outcomes from the previous evening, correct?}
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"Fiction is the lie through which we tell the truth." A Camus
Niche steps down the stairs lightly, letting out a big yawn as she reaches the ground floor and walks towards the breakfast, inspecting the food on offer. She looks to be in a good mood, and walked with a spring in her step. Swiftly picking up a plate, she starts stacking pieces of fried bacon on top of each other until it reached a rather impressive height. She passed by Kal with her bacon tower, pausing to greet her new companion, “Morning, how’s your sleep? The beds here are more comfy than I expected.”
“Huh, I’d say enjoy a nice tavern where you can get one. And the food, for that matter.” Niche remarked, dragging a chair out from the other side of the table that Kal’s at with her foot and settling down into it. “Doesn’t sound like fun, the expeditionary.”
Varax makes his way down as well. When he arrives, he is already cleaned up and, despite his somewhat naturally fiendish countenance, looks quite resplendent. He too gathers a plate of meats and savory delights for breakfast before settling down at the table with Kaldor and Niche "Ah yes, tell us more of this Expeditionary, my friend. You must have quite a few tales, no?" He leans back in his seat and takes a sip of a warm drink before sitting it neatly back down on an accompanying saucer.
Kal looks between him and Niche while considerng how to answer. After a long few minutes,
Military life is days and hours of boredom and tedium for a few minutes of insanity and terror when the shitstorm hits.
I could tell ya bout any number o' missions, but they all come down ta the same thing. You're ordered out ta do something. Ya try ya best. If you're good and lucky, ya come back alive. If not, then ya don't.
Sailing is the same, long days, longer nights. He glances sheepishly in Natalia's direction Followed by hoping a storm doesn't scuttle you and that you can fight off pirates. Skill will get you so far but luck and the gods will get you home again
Natalia and Gundren spend a few minutes talking behind closed doors, then both return. Gundren makes an announcement to the group. Natalia'll be joinin ye on yer trip. I had plans fer her ter go in the next few days, but with the rumors o de goblinns n all I s'pose it be best she make the trip now with more safety. He reveals nothing more about her intentions or what was said in the back room. Everyone returns to eating and other preparations for the trip.
Branagh knows bit more about her reasons for going, but it will be up to him to share if he wishes. Check your PM. Roscobee
Branagh grins to himself then tries to maintain a professional air. When Kal makes eye contact he mimes sealing his lips and focuses on eating his breakfast
Well she be one o me own, but she can take care o 'erself. Gundren says while eating the remainder of his breakfast. N she'll be helpin ye with any trouble ye may have long de way Natalia, makes a breakfast to-go and goes upstairs for a brief moment and returns with some supplies and a staff and says. Is everyone ready? It is almost first light.
Raises my eyebrow and studies my table mates for their reaction
That's unexpected.
{Any notable reactions from any of you? Do we need to roll anything?}
Everyone post your replies to this question.
Sildar seems unbothered by any changes, either he is used or takes it as part of his job. (You will probably not be able to find out at this point yet)
You have all completed a long rest, and are starting to gather in the common area of the inn, starting to grab plates of food prepared by the cooks, Natalia and Branagh walk in and they are discussing something quietly to one another. Natalia leaves Branagh and tells Gundren, We need to have a quick talk about my travel arrangements. Gundren grunts at her, and grabs some bacon off of his plate and they walk into the back room and close the door behind them. Sildar moves over and stands near the entrance of the door, slightly to the side and continues to eat his breakfast of some bacon and bread, with some porridge. (I will post more early Monday morning) (Niche, still need a roll from you I believe, I will check Monday)
Warforged Fighter Talien
(Just rolled! It was in the spoiler section)
You strike up a brief conversation with a Barnet, a human who is drinking, obviously intoxicated already, and he pulls out a coin purse and places the amount owed down on the table. He thanks you for your company and as he stands up he slips the coin purse into his pocket, he turns to you as the happy drunk he is and gives you a hug, which you return and pocket the coin purse easily. When you get back to your room and open it you find 8 gp, 5sp, and 3cp in it, along with a silver ring with a big emerald in it, there are dragons engraved in the side of the ring and when you hold it up to the light, you see a green swirl in the center of the emerald that moves.
(Add one ration to your pack. Also add items listed above to your belongings. I will pm you more information about the ring Monday morning)
Warforged Fighter Talien
Glancing around the now low lit tavern Niche quickly spotted a man who could no longer think straight for his life, skirting around a few tables she went over to inspect what valuables what this man could have, only to be entirely startled when he looked at her straight in the eye and started to talk to her in a slurred speech that’s barely understandable. What intended to be a small talk turned out to be a lengthier conversation than Niche had intended, but by a stroke of luck she was able to see exactly what belongings he had as she watched him taking forever counting out the coins for his payment.
When this human somehow decided she deserved a hug for that mindless conversation, Niche felt almost crushed by his drunken gesture and was able to easily lift his money bag out and tuck it away in her cloak, making sure no one else saw her sneaky movement. Having hastily broken free from the suffocating hug, she bid the still grinning Barnet good night and headed upstairs into her room. Once she had an inspection of the room, she sat comfortably on the bed and proceeded to split the coins she obtained today into various different pockets on her. (Split into 4 roughly even portions, about 7 gold each: 1 in her own drawstring coin bag, 1 in her cloak, 1 in a hidden pocket in her shirt, 1 in a little compartment in her right boot)
When she came to the bottom of the coin purse, she was a little surprised to find a fancy silver ring lying there. Holding it up to the oil lamp, she was briefly mesmerised by the green shape that seemed to swim inside the emerald. Spirits much lifted, Niche hummed a little to herself as she tucked the ring away in her inner most pocket on the left chest intending to give it a closer inspection tomorrow, thinking to herself that she must have developed a knack of finding fancy rings lately and happily drifting off to sleep.
(Awesome will do!)
(feel free to have a discussion while Natalia and Gundren are talking )(I am going to be currently available for the next few hours, Grandma is having emergency surgery and currently being transported so it is the waiting game, will be in and out tomorrow.)
Warforged Fighter Talien
Kal turns out early and grabs some breakfast. He selects a rear corner table with his back to the wall so he can see entrances and exits. He's eating when Rockseeker, Sildar, Natalia, and Branaugh arrive.
{The previous post with Niche is the outcomes from the previous evening, correct?}
"Fiction is the lie through which we tell the truth." A Camus
Niche steps down the stairs lightly, letting out a big yawn as she reaches the ground floor and walks towards the breakfast, inspecting the food on offer. She looks to be in a good mood, and walked with a spring in her step. Swiftly picking up a plate, she starts stacking pieces of fried bacon on top of each other until it reached a rather impressive height. She passed by Kal with her bacon tower, pausing to greet her new companion, “Morning, how’s your sleep? The beds here are more comfy than I expected.”
(yepp that’s all last night)
He raises an eyebrow at the tower of bacon.
Thought they were too soft. But all beds feel that way. Too many years of sleeping on the ground in the Expeditionary.
"Fiction is the lie through which we tell the truth." A Camus
“Huh, I’d say enjoy a nice tavern where you can get one. And the food, for that matter.” Niche remarked, dragging a chair out from the other side of the table that Kal’s at with her foot and settling down into it. “Doesn’t sound like fun, the expeditionary.”
Varax makes his way down as well. When he arrives, he is already cleaned up and, despite his somewhat naturally fiendish countenance, looks quite resplendent. He too gathers a plate of meats and savory delights for breakfast before settling down at the table with Kaldor and Niche "Ah yes, tell us more of this Expeditionary, my friend. You must have quite a few tales, no?" He leans back in his seat and takes a sip of a warm drink before sitting it neatly back down on an accompanying saucer.
Kal looks between him and Niche while considerng how to answer. After a long few minutes,
Military life is days and hours of boredom and tedium for a few minutes of insanity and terror when the shitstorm hits.
I could tell ya bout any number o' missions, but they all come down ta the same thing. You're ordered out ta do something. Ya try ya best. If you're good and lucky, ya come back alive. If not, then ya don't.
"Fiction is the lie through which we tell the truth." A Camus
Sailing is the same, long days, longer nights. He glances sheepishly in Natalia's direction Followed by hoping a storm doesn't scuttle you and that you can fight off pirates. Skill will get you so far but luck and the gods will get you home again
Following his glance in Natalia's direction with a grin
Methinks last night probably wasn't too long.
"Fiction is the lie through which we tell the truth." A Camus
Natalia and Gundren spend a few minutes talking behind closed doors, then both return. Gundren makes an announcement to the group. Natalia'll be joinin ye on yer trip. I had plans fer her ter go in the next few days, but with the rumors o de goblinns n all I s'pose it be best she make the trip now with more safety. He reveals nothing more about her intentions or what was said in the back room. Everyone returns to eating and other preparations for the trip.
Branagh knows bit more about her reasons for going, but it will be up to him to share if he wishes. Check your PM. Roscobee
Warforged Fighter Talien
Raises my eyebrow and studies my table mates for their reaction
That's unexpected.
{Any notable reactions from any of you? Do we need to roll anything?}
"Fiction is the lie through which we tell the truth." A Camus
Branagh grins to himself then tries to maintain a professional air. When Kal makes eye contact he mimes sealing his lips and focuses on eating his breakfast
To Rockseeker and Natalia
Yo, Rockseeker. We considering her part of the cargo for this job? She an equal employee? Or just a tagalong?
"Fiction is the lie through which we tell the truth." A Camus
Well she be one o me own, but she can take care o 'erself. Gundren says while eating the remainder of his breakfast. N she'll be helpin ye with any trouble ye may have long de way Natalia, makes a breakfast to-go and goes upstairs for a brief moment and returns with some supplies and a staff and says. Is everyone ready? It is almost first light.
Warforged Fighter Talien
Everyone post your replies to this question.
Sildar seems unbothered by any changes, either he is used or takes it as part of his job. (You will probably not be able to find out at this point yet)
Warforged Fighter Talien
When Natalia returns, Kal looks her up and down
Rockseeker says you can take care of yourself. What skills you bring to the party?
"Fiction is the lie through which we tell the truth." A Camus