Another day indeed! The same as a day before, and before and ... you get the point. Nawien considered for a moment not to go to that fat merchant and take a break in scribing - the book was huge anyway (and fascinatingly boring), a day or two would change nothing, really! - but she did need money. Well, another day then.
She washed up, dressed up, went downstairs to greet Matt - tavern owner - and get her breakfast. Morning, no one to see, nothing to hear. Well, may be on the way to the merchant house someone gets under the horse, or kids break a shop window - anything an intelligent person can look at for five minutes without dying of boredom.
Already, you can tell that today will have an interesting amount of events, just something in the air that you can feel deep within you. Or maybe it will just be a normal day. .
On your way to the merchants warehouse you see flyers all over the place. There is a giant skull and cross bones on it and in clear wording it say "WARNING there have been illegal substances killing people in staggering numbers, please dont involve yourself with any questionable contents or persons for your own well being. Please report said sightings to a higher court immediately
For the Glory of King Edikus Arieluven
Signed ~The Royal Messenger
Nawien could not help it but laugh - "questionable contents or persons" could describe pretty much any drink and any humanoid past Third Ring (she went there a couple of times - just to look, at a day time and not for long, of course), but here such person would stick out like a sore thumb. However, if they are serious... Life can become interesting.
Nawien looked around as if in hope to notes immediately some "questionable persons", not sure, though, what would she do should she spot one.
Nothing really out of the ordinary happened today, the day is wineding down and before you leave the merchants warehouse he asks if you can come back a little after dark to deliver an important package to a customer.
[OOC] i know it seems boring for you right now but things will be changing soon.
Now, THAT was a surprise! Why, by all hells and heavens, that fatso decided she is his delivery girl all of a sudden?! Scribing a rare book he wanted to gift to someone did not mean Nawien is his servant. Not to mention how ill-suited of a sending lone girl in the night anywhere is to begin with. Truly, common sense is the most precious commodity in the world and that merchant sure could not afford some.
Nawien opened her mouth to tell the merchant just that - aand closed it before the words escaped her lips. As inappropriate as it was, still, it was an opportunity for something more exciting than day-to-day routine she had for - hard to believe! - two yeas already! A secret delivery under the cover of darkness! Even if it was nothing but a return of some silverware to the neighbour, she could pretend it is something dangerous and probably even illegal!
Nawien smiled: - And what do delivery girls make these days, Mister Travien? Never had a chance to check.
He can tell by your tone that your mocking him and chuckles before saying "Just for you ill dooo. . . 2copper pieces" he then laughs obnoxiously loud, of course you know hes only teasing. After he regains his composure he hands you 10 gp. "I know it can be dangerous at night so im sending one of my personal body guards, I do have to protect my investments after all dont I?" He says this dismissively suggesting that your opinion of his statement would change nothing.
He gives you instruction to meet his guard at the S(south) Third Gate there his guard Ben will lead you to the right destination. The main reason he cant just send Ben is because he needs someone thats knows more than just common tongue to deliberate.
This post has potentially manipulated dice roll results.
Hearing that the Elf and his underling are aware of Rusty confirms his cover is blown that he will not be able to continue his covert surveillance. Rusty’s calculations is that he has a limited likelihood of subduing both suspects, but it knows that the Elf is the priority. Rusty formulates his best course of action with concern for subduing only one suspect.
Rusty approaches still wobbling as a drunkard, daggers ready in both hands. He approaches the Elf leaning on him asking for copper. Rusty attempts to grab the Elf and pulling him down towards him while shooting his other freehand equiped with his dagger into the lackey’s neck.
Another day indeed! The same as a day before, and before and ... you get the point. Nawien considered for a moment not to go to that fat merchant and take a break in scribing - the book was huge anyway (and fascinatingly boring), a day or two would change nothing, really! - but she did need money. Well, another day then.
She washed up, dressed up, went downstairs to greet Matt - tavern owner - and get her breakfast. Morning, no one to see, nothing to hear. Well, may be on the way to the merchant house someone gets under the horse, or kids break a shop window - anything an intelligent person can look at for five minutes without dying of boredom.
Already, you can tell that today will have an interesting amount of events, just something in the air that you can feel deep within you. Or maybe it will just be a normal day. .
On your way to the merchants warehouse you see flyers all over the place. There is a giant skull and cross bones on it and in clear wording it say "WARNING there have been illegal substances killing people in staggering numbers, please dont involve yourself with any questionable contents or persons for your own well being. Please report said sightings to a higher court immediately
For the Glory of King Edikus Arieluven
Signed ~The Royal Messenger
Nawien could not help it but laugh - "questionable contents or persons" could describe pretty much any drink and any humanoid past Third Ring (she went there a couple of times - just to look, at a day time and not for long, of course), but here such person would stick out like a sore thumb. However, if they are serious... Life can become interesting.
Nawien looked around as if in hope to notes immediately some "questionable persons", not sure, though, what would she do should she spot one.
Nothing really out of the ordinary happened today, the day is wineding down and before you leave the merchants warehouse he asks if you can come back a little after dark to deliver an important package to a customer.
[OOC] i know it seems boring for you right now but things will be changing soon.
Now, THAT was a surprise! Why, by all hells and heavens, that fatso decided she is his delivery girl all of a sudden?! Scribing a rare book he wanted to gift to someone did not mean Nawien is his servant. Not to mention how ill-suited of a sending lone girl in the night anywhere is to begin with. Truly, common sense is the most precious commodity in the world and that merchant sure could not afford some.
Nawien opened her mouth to tell the merchant just that - aand closed it before the words escaped her lips. As inappropriate as it was, still, it was an opportunity for something more exciting than day-to-day routine she had for - hard to believe! - two yeas already! A secret delivery under the cover of darkness! Even if it was nothing but a return of some silverware to the neighbour, she could pretend it is something dangerous and probably even illegal!
Nawien smiled: - And what do delivery girls make these days, Mister Travien? Never had a chance to check.
He can tell by your tone that your mocking him and chuckles before saying "Just for you ill dooo. . . 2copper pieces" he then laughs obnoxiously loud, of course you know hes only teasing. After he regains his composure he hands you 10 gp. "I know it can be dangerous at night so im sending one of my personal body guards, I do have to protect my investments after all dont I?" He says this dismissively suggesting that your opinion of his statement would change nothing.
He gives you instruction to meet his guard at the S(south) Third Gate there his guard Ben will lead you to the right destination. The main reason he cant just send Ben is because he needs someone thats knows more than just common tongue to deliberate.
Nawien had nothing against Ben - a big oaf was probably not the most entertaining company but certainly a very desirable in the night walks.The need for a translator could mean an interesting encounter - the night promised to be very amusing!
Time this evening was crawling particularly slow. At last she could go (using back door to escape unwanted questions). Third Ring at this hour was actually a very quiet place so to the designated corner Nawien arrived without any accidents. Good old Ben was already waiting...
This post has potentially manipulated dice roll results.
Kneeling down to the ground and placing her quarterstaff at her side Sumazura will begin to search for recent tracks/signs of struggle.
5 Survival check on tracks
Based on what she finds from the tracks she would like slowly to look for clues through the huts and structures as to what has happened here. While searching the village Sumazura will poke and prod places a person could potentially hide with her quarter staff to try and remain vigilant for potential threats.
11 Investigation looking for clues based on what she finds from the tracks.
15 Perception
"These people have all but vanished... why have they left."
(Sorry for the delay had a wedding and bachelor party this weekend.)
Another day indeed! The same as a day before, and before and ... you get the point. Nawien considered for a moment not to go to that fat merchant and take a break in scribing - the book was huge anyway (and fascinatingly boring), a day or two would change nothing, really! - but she did need money. Well, another day then.
She washed up, dressed up, went downstairs to greet Matt - tavern owner - and get her breakfast. Morning, no one to see, nothing to hear. Well, may be on the way to the merchant house someone gets under the horse, or kids break a shop window - anything an intelligent person can look at for five minutes without dying of boredom.
Already, you can tell that today will have an interesting amount of events, just something in the air that you can feel deep within you. Or maybe it will just be a normal day. .
On your way to the merchants warehouse you see flyers all over the place. There is a giant skull and cross bones on it and in clear wording it say "WARNING there have been illegal substances killing people in staggering numbers, please dont involve yourself with any questionable contents or persons for your own well being. Please report said sightings to a higher court immediately
For the Glory of King Edikus Arieluven
Signed ~The Royal Messenger
Nawien could not help it but laugh - "questionable contents or persons" could describe pretty much any drink and any humanoid past Third Ring (she went there a couple of times - just to look, at a day time and not for long, of course), but here such person would stick out like a sore thumb. However, if they are serious... Life can become interesting.
Nawien looked around as if in hope to notes immediately some "questionable persons", not sure, though, what would she do should she spot one.
Nothing really out of the ordinary happened today, the day is wineding down and before you leave the merchants warehouse he asks if you can come back a little after dark to deliver an important package to a customer.
[OOC] i know it seems boring for you right now but things will be changing soon.
Now, THAT was a surprise! Why, by all hells and heavens, that fatso decided she is his delivery girl all of a sudden?! Scribing a rare book he wanted to gift to someone did not mean Nawien is his servant. Not to mention how ill-suited of a sending lone girl in the night anywhere is to begin with. Truly, common sense is the most precious commodity in the world and that merchant sure could not afford some.
Nawien opened her mouth to tell the merchant just that - aand closed it before the words escaped her lips. As inappropriate as it was, still, it was an opportunity for something more exciting than day-to-day routine she had for - hard to believe! - two yeas already! A secret delivery under the cover of darkness! Even if it was nothing but a return of some silverware to the neighbour, she could pretend it is something dangerous and probably even illegal!
Nawien smiled: - And what do delivery girls make these days, Mister Travien? Never had a chance to check.
He can tell by your tone that your mocking him and chuckles before saying "Just for you ill dooo. . . 2copper pieces" he then laughs obnoxiously loud, of course you know hes only teasing. After he regains his composure he hands you 10 gp. "I know it can be dangerous at night so im sending one of my personal body guards, I do have to protect my investments after all dont I?" He says this dismissively suggesting that your opinion of his statement would change nothing.
He gives you instruction to meet his guard at the S(south) Third Gate there his guard Ben will lead you to the right destination. The main reason he cant just send Ben is because he needs someone thats knows more than just common tongue to deliberate.
Nawien had nothing against Ben - a big oaf was probably not the most entertaining company but certainly a very desirable in the night walks.The need for a translator could mean an interesting encounter - the night promised to be very amusing!
Time this evening was crawling particularly slow. At last she could go (using back door to escape unwanted questions). Third Ring at this hour was actually a very quiet place so to the designated corner Nawien arrived without any accidents. Good old Ben was already waiting...
Ben smiles a charming smile when he sees that your are approaching, nightime does well to hide his rather. .funny appearance otherwise. He stand about 5'10, he wears a full chainmail suit minus the hood. On his back you can see the hilt of the massive two hand sword he always tends to around the warehouse. His brown eyes scream for action, he isnt the most muscular man around but he deffinately looks to be able to handle what ever situation that might occur.
"Glad to see the vampires didnt get you" Ben teases as you walk closer.
He begins walking immediately as you are within 8 feet of him
Kneeling down to the ground and placing her quarterstaff at her side Sumazura will begin to search for recent tracks/signs of struggle.
4 Survival check on tracks
Based on what she finds from the tracks she would like slowly to look for clues through the huts and structures as to what has happened here. While searching the village Sumazura will poke and prod places a person could potentially hide with her quarter staff to try and remain vigilant for potential threats.
21 Investigation looking for clues based on what she finds from the tracks.
4 Perception
"These people have all but vanished... why have they left."
(Sorry for the delay had a wedding and bachelor party this weekend.)
You see what seem like a mass of foot steps leading behind the village to the smoke, some animals and other creatures stay as they are in there holdings, but it would seem what ever is happening over there has the attention of the entire tribe. * your rolls were all a success*
You walk towards the smoke in the jungle stead fast and ready for anything, now would be the time to cast or use any protections or affects one might have.
Another day indeed! The same as a day before, and before and ... you get the point. Nawien considered for a moment not to go to that fat merchant and take a break in scribing - the book was huge anyway (and fascinatingly boring), a day or two would change nothing, really! - but she did need money. Well, another day then.
She washed up, dressed up, went downstairs to greet Matt - tavern owner - and get her breakfast. Morning, no one to see, nothing to hear. Well, may be on the way to the merchant house someone gets under the horse, or kids break a shop window - anything an intelligent person can look at for five minutes without dying of boredom.
Already, you can tell that today will have an interesting amount of events, just something in the air that you can feel deep within you. Or maybe it will just be a normal day. .
On your way to the merchants warehouse you see flyers all over the place. There is a giant skull and cross bones on it and in clear wording it say "WARNING there have been illegal substances killing people in staggering numbers, please dont involve yourself with any questionable contents or persons for your own well being. Please report said sightings to a higher court immediately
For the Glory of King Edikus Arieluven
Signed ~The Royal Messenger
Nawien could not help it but laugh - "questionable contents or persons" could describe pretty much any drink and any humanoid past Third Ring (she went there a couple of times - just to look, at a day time and not for long, of course), but here such person would stick out like a sore thumb. However, if they are serious... Life can become interesting.
Nawien looked around as if in hope to notes immediately some "questionable persons", not sure, though, what would she do should she spot one.
Nothing really out of the ordinary happened today, the day is wineding down and before you leave the merchants warehouse he asks if you can come back a little after dark to deliver an important package to a customer.
[OOC] i know it seems boring for you right now but things will be changing soon.
Now, THAT was a surprise! Why, by all hells and heavens, that fatso decided she is his delivery girl all of a sudden?! Scribing a rare book he wanted to gift to someone did not mean Nawien is his servant. Not to mention how ill-suited of a sending lone girl in the night anywhere is to begin with. Truly, common sense is the most precious commodity in the world and that merchant sure could not afford some.
Nawien opened her mouth to tell the merchant just that - aand closed it before the words escaped her lips. As inappropriate as it was, still, it was an opportunity for something more exciting than day-to-day routine she had for - hard to believe! - two yeas already! A secret delivery under the cover of darkness! Even if it was nothing but a return of some silverware to the neighbour, she could pretend it is something dangerous and probably even illegal!
Nawien smiled: - And what do delivery girls make these days, Mister Travien? Never had a chance to check.
He can tell by your tone that your mocking him and chuckles before saying "Just for you ill dooo. . . 2copper pieces" he then laughs obnoxiously loud, of course you know hes only teasing. After he regains his composure he hands you 10 gp. "I know it can be dangerous at night so im sending one of my personal body guards, I do have to protect my investments after all dont I?" He says this dismissively suggesting that your opinion of his statement would change nothing.
He gives you instruction to meet his guard at the S(south) Third Gate there his guard Ben will lead you to the right destination. The main reason he cant just send Ben is because he needs someone thats knows more than just common tongue to deliberate.
Nawien had nothing against Ben - a big oaf was probably not the most entertaining company but certainly a very desirable in the night walks.The need for a translator could mean an interesting encounter - the night promised to be very amusing!
Time this evening was crawling particularly slow. At last she could go (using back door to escape unwanted questions). Third Ring at this hour was actually a very quiet place so to the designated corner Nawien arrived without any accidents. Good old Ben was already waiting...
Ben smiles a charming smile when he sees that your are approaching, nightime does well to hide his rather. .funny appearance otherwise. He stand about 5'10, he wears a full chainmail suit minus the hood. On his back you can see the hilt of the massive two hand sword he always tends to around the warehouse. His brown eyes scream for action, he isnt the most muscular man around but he deffinately looks to be able to handle what ever situation that might occur.
"Glad to see the vampires didnt get you" Ben teases as you walk closer.
He begins walking immediately as you are within 8 feet of him
Nawien answered with a quit smile: - I am too sweet for them, they afraid of cavities.
She was no less excited than Ben, probably more - after all he was supposed to be used to such escapades.
- Anyway, where we going? - asked she hurrying to catch up with her guard.
Nawien answered with a quit smile: - I am too sweet for them, they afraid of cavities.
She was no less excited than Ben, probably more - after all he was supposed to be used to such escapades.
- Anyway, where we going? - asked she hurrying to catch up with her guard.
"That i don't even know lovely, I do know that we are to meet the customer in a back alley close to third ring wall. Just east of the gate. He is a Highblood Elf from The Floating Isle. His name is Eldaire Silvyn and he's not one to mess with. I also hear that he is very snobbish toward any race that isn't pure blood or moreover pure blood elf. To get to the point, he's a high roller and the boss was more than happy to make this bargain with him. From what I understand Eldaire speaks common tongue but Alexander Barterkus Ennis, or Alex, our boss (he says mockingly), wants you to do the exchange in High Elven. He also mentioned how you knew the language from a previous mentor that had you study all kinds of ancient texts." He says this with an awkward smile and slightly blushes.
"I admire the side of you i havnt seen yet" ( that is your magical origins.)
In this time yall have stopped in the middlr of the streets, not even realizing the deep conversation yall are having. He then continues walking and turns sharply behind a corner of a shop.
Hearing that the Elf and his underling are aware of Rusty confirms his cover is blown that he will not be able to continue his covert surveillance. Rusty’s calculations is that he has a limited likelihood of subduing both suspects, but it knows that the Elf is the priority. Rusty formulates his best course of action with concern for subduing only one suspect.
Rusty approaches still wobbling as a drunkard, daggers ready in both hands. He approaches the Elf leaning on him asking for copper. Rusty attempts to grab the Elf and pulling him down towards him while shooting his other freehand equiped with his dagger into the lackey’s neck.
Stealth roll 22
Sleight of hand roll 15
athletics roll 6
[ooc]Wasn't 100% on what rolls you’d want.[/ooc]
The "lackey" notices's you approaching and changed his speech slightly before you hear the Elf say " I know who is supplying the Dragons Heir. .(You have heard of this before, from the streets, a new substance that enhances all the natural qualities of a being, in some cases the outcome is staggering. Of course you have heard from first hand consumers that the withdraw is at a great price, and the reason there have been so many deaths is because of a new strain that completely takes you to "another level of existance" quote un quote). He spoke the words with reassurance.
"I can only give you this riddle to find out what's really behind "the mask" he proclaims before he begins speaking in High Elvin "Tuin who afad-, are tuin who tegi-, minn- i sanctum a see" he then hands you a sack of coins before he is assaulted. Both of you were snuck up on by someone while you were deep into negotiations.
A hand takes hold of the elf's shoulder and you hear a meekly voice of what you now notice as the bum that was staggering towards the two of you. "Spare some copper?" A strange voice utters.
Before you know it the elf and bum have collapsed, you instinctively stache away the coins and then. . .
As I start my show, witnessing the enthusiasm of the growing crowd, I start thinking: "Hummm, all of those eyes fixated on me, on my charms. All this power simply exerted over those simple beings... I love this sensation. I just can't get enough of it." I look around the room, trying to assess just how popular I am, but also looking for anything out of the ordinary. Then, when I'm close enough to Gia, I start thinking again, "I don't know what arouses me the most, the way I move and caresses my awesome curves in front of an audience or the effect it has on them... on him.” That's when I decide to taste his drink and I mean, really taste it, showing him just how I could swallow. "Wow, that gives a nice kick." When Gia stands up, I take the time to finish my performance, mostly looking and touching him suggestively. Once I'm done, I jump off the stage, making the floor shake and resonate under my weight. Looking into his eyes, I lick my lips and say, "Now, a final challenge for you. Show me just how strong you are. Show me how passionately you can take me and make me lose my mind. What I want now is that you lift me up and show me how weightless you can make me feel."I then grab his belt and murmur to his ear "Do that, and I'll let YOU feel ME" just loud enough that only he can hear me I say it. While he finds his words, I take a quick look at the bard and, with a wide wicked smile I think again that "one way or the other, I'll be entertained."
After Gia has responded to my challenge, before going toward a room, I tell the bard with an intimidating tone "You, clean the stage and bring every gift to my room. Also, take notes about the most attractive of my admirers, male AND female. I wanna be able to find them after tonight. You then come to me right away! Do well, and I'll reward you more than you’re worth."I then tell Gia"you can now escort me to the nicest room that you can find." I look at the tavern, clearly disgusted and think"well, considering what the establishment has to offer..."
Gia seems to have sobered up just a little, your dance has had him occupied sense the last big swig, nearly 40 minutes ago. Your escapade went on longer than you thought (although there seems to be no complaints since almost everyone still has there attention directed towards you) . You on the other hand are one sip away from being hammered, smashed, or in other terms, totally wasted *lol*. (Perk){Adverse Drinker} - Your insatiable desire and capability to drink makes you less intoxicated.
*Character Trait* Your knowledge of alcoholic beverages is vast. However, your character notices something she has never experienced with this tonic. It intensifies even after consumption, it evens out and distributes the alcohol evenly over a longer period of time.
Your words to the bard are understandable to say the least and he guides you toward the back of the tavern. The crowd starts dissipating back to there usual besides a group or two that stand in front of the stage.They still talk loudly( mostly of your performance) and sipp on there drinks.
The bard stands 2 or 3 feet in front of what would seem like the back door, he motions his hands up a flight of steps for you and Gia to ascend. At the end of the stairs is a very short hallway where, from the bottom, you can see a door to what you guess is a room. The bard holds his hand out waiting for accommodations. Gia reaches past you gently brushing your hip in an attempt to stimulate your senses as he puts 20 silver pieces in the bards hand. Gia grabs you suprisingly and lifts you onto his rock hard body. (The bard has slipped away, back into the bar area)
Your too drunk to resist his uncontrollable lust for you and let him lift you into his arms where he kisses you intensely, biting your lip and rubbing his massive, hard. . . Sausage XD against your already wet taco. Gia whispers in your ear "now i have a challenge for you. . . Lets see how long you can last before completely giving in to your natural instincts" he then bites your neck, just hard enough for it to feel insatiable before continuing to kiss you vigorously and passionately.
Nawien answered with a quit smile: - I am too sweet for them, they afraid of cavities.
She was no less excited than Ben, probably more - after all he was supposed to be used to such escapades.
- Anyway, where we going? - asked she hurrying to catch up with her guard.
"That i don't even know lovely, I do know that we are to meet the customer in a back alley close to third ring wall. Just east of the gate. He is a Highblood Elf from The Floating Isle. His name is Eldaire Silvyn and he's not one to mess with. I also hear that he is very snobbish toward any race that isn't pure blood or moreover pure blood elf. To get to the point, he's a high roller and the boss was more than happy to make this bargain with him. From what I understand Eldaire speaks common tongue but Alexander Barterkus Ennis, or Alex, our boss (he says mockingly), wants you to do the exchange in High Elven. He also mentioned how you knew the language from a previous mentor that had you study all kinds of ancient texts." He says this with an awkward smile and slightly blushes.
"I admire the side of you i havnt seen yet" ( that is your magical origins.)
In this time yall have stopped in the middlr of the streets, not even realizing the deep conversation yall are having. He then continues walking and turns sharply behind a corner of a shop.
- I can also sing a bit and about to become a champion of "Golden Goose" in darts, - laughed Nawien though a bit absentmindedly as surprisingly long speech from Ben sent her thoughts racing. She tried to recall all she knew about The Floating Isle and Bloodelves. She was trembling with excitement now and had to take a deep breath and order herself to calm down - she had to look confident and under no circumstances fail. The idea to ask why such secrecy and what kind of customer operates at night did not even cross her mind.
Gia seems to have sobered up just a little, your dance has had him occupied sense the last big swig, nearly 40 minutes ago. Your escapade went on longer than you thought (although there seems to be no complaints since almost everyone still has there attention directed towards you) . You on the other hand are one sip away from being hammered, smashed, or in other terms, totally wasted *lol*. (Perk){Adverse Drinker} - Your insatiable desire and capability to drink makes you less intoxicated.
*Character Trait* Your knowledge of alcoholic beverages is vast. However, your character notices something she has never experienced with this tonic. It intensifies even after consumption, it evens out and distributes the alcohol evenly over a longer period of time.
Your words to the bard are understandable to say the least and he guides you toward the back of the tavern. The crowd starts dissipating back to there usual besides a group or two that stand in front of the stage.They still talk loudly( mostly of your performance) and sipp on there drinks.
The bard stands 2 or 3 feet in front of what would seem like the back door, he motions his hands up a flight of steps for you and Gia to ascend. At the end of the stairs is a very short hallway where, from the bottom, you can see a door to what you guess is a room. The bard holds his hand out waiting for accommodations. Gia reaches past you gently brushing your hip in an attempt to stimulate your senses as he puts 20 silver pieces in the bards hand. Gia grabs you suprisingly and lifts you onto his rock hard body. (The bard has slipped away, back into the bar area)
Your too drunk to resist his uncontrollable lust for you and let him lift you into his arms where he kisses you intensely, biting your lip and rubbing his massive, hard. . . Sausage XD against your already wet taco. Gia whispers in your ear "now i have a challenge for you. . . Lets see how long you can last before completely giving in to your natural instincts" he then bites your neck, just hard enough for it to feel insatiable before continuing to kiss you vigorously and passionately.
I notice that as I get more and more intoxicated, on the opposite, Gia seems to be recovering! "Well, that's a surprise..."I think to myself. "I really hadn't anticipated to be the one having trouble standing up at this point. This drink... I need to learn more about it..." I'm pleased with my performance though.
As I follow the bard, I smile with satisfaction. I take a last look at the people around, trying to send a wink to charismatic people meeting my eyes, when "Wouuu" I surprise myself saying louder than expected as I get easily lifted from the ground by this mighty beast that call himself Gia. I even have to refrain from giggling like a little girl as I place one arm behind his back and rub his chest with the other. Once Gia has stated his challenge and once he's done with his second wave of passionate kisses, I say to him "You have completed your challenge and exceeded my expectations. You may now claim your prize." I then curve my back, pushing my massive breasts higher and closer to his face. Knowing that we still aren't hidden from prying eyes, I bend my arm behind my back and untie the piece of cloth that usually support and partially hide my two great wonders. Before it can fall from its place, I put my arm on it and say, with what I think to be a normal voice, but in fact clearly louder "Now, do you have some other exotic drink, that would be unknown to my senses, for me to swallow?" Feeling my advance state of intoxication, I'm definitely done with alcohol, but I'm sure that Gia understood it's not what I'm asking for. I then surround his neck with my arms and lay my head on him, closing my eyes, while he takes me upstairs. I think to myself "He makes me feel so good... I want him. Even though I know what awaits him... I know what this curse of mine will do to him... On the other hand, my guilt does not extend to him. He's not one of my people. He's not even an orc. He seems powerful though... If he survives the night, he might gain my respect."
When he opens the door, I open my eyes and, pushing the tips of my fingernails in the skin of his back, I say "I must warn you. It's gonna be rough. There's gonna be unbelievable pleasure, but also quite some pain. You're in or you're out, but say it now". As the door closes, I murmure to myself "This bard better get back to me soon..."
You see what seem like a mass of foot steps leading behind the village to the smoke, some animals and other creatures stay as they are in there holdings, but it would seem what ever is happening over there has the attention of the entire tribe. * your rolls were all a success*
You walk towards the smoke in the jungle stead fast and ready for anything, now would be the time to cast or use any protections or affects one might have.
Sumazura will step off of the path made by the villagers and try to progress cautiously.
21 Stealth
As she attempts to use the forest/brush for cover on her pursuit she will also scan the forest and trail for any thing moving.
Hearing that the Elf and his underling are aware of Rusty confirms his cover is blown that he will not be able to continue his covert surveillance. Rusty’s calculations is that he has a limited likelihood of subduing both suspects, but it knows that the Elf is the priority. Rusty formulates his best course of action with concern for subduing only one suspect.
Rusty approaches still wobbling as a drunkard, daggers ready in both hands. He approaches the Elf leaning on him asking for copper. Rusty attempts to grab the Elf and pulling him down towards him while shooting his other freehand equiped with his dagger into the lackey’s neck.
Stealth roll 22
Sleight of hand roll 15
athletics roll 6
[ooc]Wasn't 100% on what rolls you’d want.[/ooc]
The "lackey" notices's you approaching and changed his speech slightly before you hear the Elf say " I know who is supplying the Dragons Heir. .(You have heard of this before, from the streets, a new substance that enhances all the natural qualities of a being, in some cases the outcome is staggering. Of course you have heard from first hand consumers that the withdraw is at a great price, and the reason there have been so many deaths is because of a new strain that completely takes you to "another level of existance" quote un quote). He spoke the words with reassurance.
"I can only give you this riddle to find out what's really behind "the mask" he proclaims before he begins speaking in High Elvin "Tuin who afad-, are tuin who tegi-, minn- i sanctum a see" he then hands you a sack of coins before he is assaulted. Both of you were snuck up on by someone while you were deep into negotiations.
A hand takes hold of the elf's shoulder and you hear a meekly voice of what you now notice as the bum that was staggering towards the two of you. "Spare some copper?" A strange voice utters.
Before you know it the elf and bum have collapsed, you instinctively stache away the coins and then. . .
Rusty and Thokk, i messed up a bit combineing both your posts together. Im going to edit it and repost as a new post then ill move on to whats happening next
(Rusty hears everything as he slowly stumbles back and forth in there general direction at this point.)
Thokk notices's the drunkard approaching and changed his speech slightly before the Elf catches his attention " I know who is supplying the Dragons Heir. .(You have heard of this before, from the streets, a new substance that enhances all the natural qualities of a being, in some cases the outcome is staggering. Of course you have heard from first hand consumers that the withdraw is at a great price, and the reason there have been so many deaths is because of a new strain that completely takes you to "another level of existance" quote un quote). He spoke the words with reassurance.
"I can only give you this riddle to find out what's really behind "the mask" " he proclaims before he begins speaking in High Elvin "Tuin who afad-, are tuin who tegi-, minn- i sanctum a see" he then hands you a sack of coins before he is assaulted. Both of you were snuck up on by someone while you were deep into negotiations.
A hand takes hold of the elf's shoulder and you hear a meekly voice of what you now notice as the bum that was staggering towards the two of you. "Spare some copper?" A strange voice utters.
Before you know it the elf and drunkard have collapsed, you instinctively stache away the coins and then. . .
He can tell by your tone that your mocking him and chuckles before saying "Just for you ill dooo. . . 2copper pieces" he then laughs obnoxiously loud, of course you know hes only teasing. After he regains his composure he hands you 10 gp. "I know it can be dangerous at night so im sending one of my personal body guards, I do have to protect my investments after all dont I?" He says this dismissively suggesting that your opinion of his statement would change nothing.
He gives you instruction to meet his guard at the S(south) Third Gate there his guard Ben will lead you to the right destination. The main reason he cant just send Ben is because he needs someone thats knows more than just common tongue to deliberate.
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Hearing that the Elf and his underling are aware of Rusty confirms his cover is blown that he will not be able to continue his covert surveillance. Rusty’s calculations is that he has a limited likelihood of subduing both suspects, but it knows that the Elf is the priority. Rusty formulates his best course of action with concern for subduing only one suspect.
Rusty approaches still wobbling as a drunkard, daggers ready in both hands. He approaches the Elf leaning on him asking for copper. Rusty attempts to grab the Elf and pulling him down towards him while shooting his other freehand equiped with his dagger into the lackey’s neck.
Stealth roll 10
Sleight of hand roll 19
athletics roll 13
[ooc]Wasn't 100% on what rolls you’d want.[/ooc]
Pori Gathar - Level 1 Tiefling Life Cleric - GamoRust's Baldur's Gate Descent to Avernus
Rusty - Level 4 Warforged Rogue - Virst's Clifftop Adventurer's Guild/Fiendfall Scouting
Nawien had nothing against Ben - a big oaf was probably not the most entertaining company but certainly a very desirable in the night walks.The need for a translator could mean an interesting encounter - the night promised to be very amusing!
Time this evening was crawling particularly slow. At last she could go (using back door to escape unwanted questions). Third Ring at this hour was actually a very quiet place so to the designated corner Nawien arrived without any accidents. Good old Ben was already waiting...
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*OOC* i thought my notifications were working again but appearently not. However ill get to what posts i can today, its gonna be a busy one for me
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5 Survival check on tracks
Based on what she finds from the tracks she would like slowly to look for clues through the huts and structures as to what has happened here. While searching the village Sumazura will poke and prod places a person could potentially hide with her quarter staff to try and remain vigilant for potential threats.
11 Investigation looking for clues based on what she finds from the tracks.
15 Perception
"These people have all but vanished... why have they left."
(Sorry for the delay had a wedding and bachelor party this weekend.)
Ben smiles a charming smile when he sees that your are approaching, nightime does well to hide his rather. .funny appearance otherwise. He stand about 5'10, he wears a full chainmail suit minus the hood. On his back you can see the hilt of the massive two hand sword he always tends to around the warehouse. His brown eyes scream for action, he isnt the most muscular man around but he deffinately looks to be able to handle what ever situation that might occur.
"Glad to see the vampires didnt get you" Ben teases as you walk closer.
He begins walking immediately as you are within 8 feet of him
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You see what seem like a mass of foot steps leading behind the village to the smoke, some animals and other creatures stay as they are in there holdings, but it would seem what ever is happening over there has the attention of the entire tribe. * your rolls were all a success*
You walk towards the smoke in the jungle stead fast and ready for anything, now would be the time to cast or use any protections or affects one might have.
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Nawien answered with a quit smile: - I am too sweet for them, they afraid of cavities.
She was no less excited than Ben, probably more - after all he was supposed to be used to such escapades.
- Anyway, where we going? - asked she hurrying to catch up with her guard.
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Nawien answered with a quit smile: - I am too sweet for them, they afraid of cavities.
She was no less excited than Ben, probably more - after all he was supposed to be used to such escapades.
- Anyway, where we going? - asked she hurrying to catch up with her guard.
"That i don't even know lovely, I do know that we are to meet the customer in a back alley close to third ring wall. Just east of the gate. He is a Highblood Elf from The Floating Isle. His name is Eldaire Silvyn and he's not one to mess with. I also hear that he is very snobbish toward any race that isn't pure blood or moreover pure blood elf. To get to the point, he's a high roller and the boss was more than happy to make this bargain with him. From what I understand Eldaire speaks common tongue but Alexander Barterkus Ennis, or Alex, our boss (he says mockingly), wants you to do the exchange in High Elven. He also mentioned how you knew the language from a previous mentor that had you study all kinds of ancient texts." He says this with an awkward smile and slightly blushes.
"I admire the side of you i havnt seen yet" ( that is your magical origins.)
In this time yall have stopped in the middlr of the streets, not even realizing the deep conversation yall are having. He then continues walking and turns sharply behind a corner of a shop.
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The "lackey" notices's you approaching and changed his speech slightly before you hear the Elf say " I know who is supplying the Dragons Heir. .(You have heard of this before, from the streets, a new substance that enhances all the natural qualities of a being, in some cases the outcome is staggering. Of course you have heard from first hand consumers that the withdraw is at a great price, and the reason there have been so many deaths is because of a new strain that completely takes you to "another level of existance" quote un quote). He spoke the words with reassurance.
"I can only give you this riddle to find out what's really behind "the mask" he proclaims before he begins speaking in High Elvin "Tuin who afad-, are tuin who tegi-, minn- i sanctum a see" he then hands you a sack of coins before he is assaulted. Both of you were snuck up on by someone while you were deep into negotiations.
A hand takes hold of the elf's shoulder and you hear a meekly voice of what you now notice as the bum that was staggering towards the two of you. "Spare some copper?" A strange voice utters.
Before you know it the elf and bum have collapsed, you instinctively stache away the coins and then. . .
{Roll d20 no rr}
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Gia seems to have sobered up just a little, your dance has had him occupied sense the last big swig, nearly 40 minutes ago. Your escapade went on longer than you thought (although there seems to be no complaints since almost everyone still has there attention directed towards you) . You on the other hand are one sip away from being hammered, smashed, or in other terms, totally wasted *lol*. (Perk){Adverse Drinker} - Your insatiable desire and capability to drink makes you less intoxicated.
*Character Trait* Your knowledge of alcoholic beverages is vast. However, your character notices something she has never experienced with this tonic. It intensifies even after consumption, it evens out and distributes the alcohol evenly over a longer period of time.
Your words to the bard are understandable to say the least and he guides you toward the back of the tavern. The crowd starts dissipating back to there usual besides a group or two that stand in front of the stage.They still talk loudly( mostly of your performance) and sipp on there drinks.
The bard stands 2 or 3 feet in front of what would seem like the back door, he motions his hands up a flight of steps for you and Gia to ascend. At the end of the stairs is a very short hallway where, from the bottom, you can see a door to what you guess is a room. The bard holds his hand out waiting for accommodations. Gia reaches past you gently brushing your hip in an attempt to stimulate your senses as he puts 20 silver pieces in the bards hand. Gia grabs you suprisingly and lifts you onto his rock hard body. (The bard has slipped away, back into the bar area)
Your too drunk to resist his uncontrollable lust for you and let him lift you into his arms where he kisses you intensely, biting your lip and rubbing his massive, hard. . . Sausage XD against your already wet taco. Gia whispers in your ear "now i have a challenge for you. . . Lets see how long you can last before completely giving in to your natural instincts" he then bites your neck, just hard enough for it to feel insatiable before continuing to kiss you vigorously and passionately.
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- I can also sing a bit and about to become a champion of "Golden Goose" in darts, - laughed Nawien though a bit absentmindedly as surprisingly long speech from Ben sent her thoughts racing. She tried to recall all she knew about The Floating Isle and Bloodelves. She was trembling with excitement now and had to take a deep breath and order herself to calm down - she had to look confident and under no circumstances fail. The idea to ask why such secrecy and what kind of customer operates at night did not even cross her mind.
History 11
Arcana 8
- But yes, Elvish do speak and always welcome some practice. - She finally noticed they stopped, - Should not we hurry then?
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I notice that as I get more and more intoxicated, on the opposite, Gia seems to be recovering! "Well, that's a surprise..." I think to myself. "I really hadn't anticipated to be the one having trouble standing up at this point. This drink... I need to learn more about it..." I'm pleased with my performance though.
As I follow the bard, I smile with satisfaction. I take a last look at the people around, trying to send a wink to charismatic people meeting my eyes, when "Wouuu" I surprise myself saying louder than expected as I get easily lifted from the ground by this mighty beast that call himself Gia. I even have to refrain from giggling like a little girl as I place one arm behind his back and rub his chest with the other. Once Gia has stated his challenge and once he's done with his second wave of passionate kisses, I say to him "You have completed your challenge and exceeded my expectations. You may now claim your prize." I then curve my back, pushing my massive breasts higher and closer to his face. Knowing that we still aren't hidden from prying eyes, I bend my arm behind my back and untie the piece of cloth that usually support and partially hide my two great wonders. Before it can fall from its place, I put my arm on it and say, with what I think to be a normal voice, but in fact clearly louder "Now, do you have some other exotic drink, that would be unknown to my senses, for me to swallow?"
Feeling my advance state of intoxication, I'm definitely done with alcohol, but I'm sure that Gia understood it's not what I'm asking for. I then surround his neck with my arms and lay my head on him, closing my eyes, while he takes me upstairs. I think to myself "He makes me feel so good... I want him. Even though I know what awaits him... I know what this curse of mine will do to him... On the other hand, my guilt does not extend to him. He's not one of my people. He's not even an orc. He seems powerful though... If he survives the night, he might gain my respect."
When he opens the door, I open my eyes and, pushing the tips of my fingernails in the skin of his back, I say "I must warn you. It's gonna be rough. There's gonna be unbelievable pleasure, but also quite some pain. You're in or you're out, but say it now". As the door closes, I murmure to myself "This bard better get back to me soon..."
Sumazura will step off of the path made by the villagers and try to progress cautiously.
21 Stealth
As she attempts to use the forest/brush for cover on her pursuit she will also scan the forest and trail for any thing moving.
10 Perception
ooc: forgot to quote the post
Cade Overhill/ Level 3 / Halfling / Bard - Talaveroth (sub-campaign 1)
Manneo "Bear Killer" Thuliaga / Level 1 / Goliath / Monk - Curse of Strahd
{Rolled a d20 = 17}
Cade Overhill/ Level 3 / Halfling / Bard - Talaveroth (sub-campaign 1)
Manneo "Bear Killer" Thuliaga / Level 1 / Goliath / Monk - Curse of Strahd
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Rusty and Thokk, i messed up a bit combineing both your posts together. Im going to edit it and repost as a new post then ill move on to whats happening next
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