Tyranin turns to the stranger, they'll notice one of his green the other amber and shrugs. "Aye, just a fallback, this is more to my interest." He says waving the notice regarding the princess.
Eilra's face clouds with distaste upon seeing the intention of the man beside him. "The affairs of kings and their silly wars, should not be what you waste your time on."
Everyone notices a man approach the board, he’s dressed in a thick leather coat to combat the vicious wind outside, two long daggers gleam at his sides, his aura carrying the menace of a thousand wolves. “Well then, if the affairs of kings ain’t your thing but gold is, then I might have an offer for you”. He says while looking at no on in particular, you all hear the people in the tavern suddenly whispering, things such as ‘insane’, ‘wyvern? Pfft, no one has killed one of em in forever’ and ‘he’s lost it ever since that night’.
He smiles, his weathered and middle aged face seemingly stretching with it, “my dear adventures, I need help with killin’ a wyvern of course, no, the journey will not be the shortest, but it’s not gonna be boring, I can promise you that, oh...and just a hoard of treasure that the creature took over from a dragon when it died of course”
Tyranin stroked his chin. "Interesting proposal, but a wyvern's a hard beast to kill and I think some more backup would be necessary. But either that or go in search of a princess in some unknown location with no leads whatsoever. So let's talk."
The stranger grins, “this beast won’t be the first we face, the road to it is perilous in unto itself, the wyvern will be one of the last trials lad, so you’ll have a chance to become more skilled, you’re all rookies at this, that much I can see, so I’ll be generous, I’ll take you all under my wing, even you, muttering in the corner, yes I see you, follow me and your pouches will be overflowing with gold and your bodies clad with the most impressive gear around”.
Eilra with the mans comments and the muttering in the tavern looks him down to see if A) she knows anything about him, and B) make sure he's not completely insane.
Tyranin grabs a notice for the werewolf culling and the stolen princess notice. "Well what do we have here?"
Everyone roll perception
Demon Vamp of the Abyss
Perception 15
"Only 10? That ain't worth the time, for what I hear those things do to ya." Eilra says as she sees the man next to her grab the notice.
perception: 9
Tyranin turns to the stranger, they'll notice one of his green the other amber and shrugs. "Aye, just a fallback, this is more to my interest." He says waving the notice regarding the princess.
Perception 3
Eilra's face clouds with distaste upon seeing the intention of the man beside him. "The affairs of kings and their silly wars, should not be what you waste your time on."
"Yeah, but 150 thousand gold isn't nothing." He said tucking the notice away
Perception: 15
Everyone notices a man approach the board, he’s dressed in a thick leather coat to combat the vicious wind outside, two long daggers gleam at his sides, his aura carrying the menace of a thousand wolves. “Well then, if the affairs of kings ain’t your thing but gold is, then I might have an offer for you”. He says while looking at no on in particular, you all hear the people in the tavern suddenly whispering, things such as ‘insane’, ‘wyvern? Pfft, no one has killed one of em in forever’ and ‘he’s lost it ever since that night’.
Demon Vamp of the Abyss
Tyranin turned to the man. "And that would be?"
Eilra looks the man up and down to get an idea of his disposition, "I'm listening..."
He smiles, his weathered and middle aged face seemingly stretching with it, “my dear adventures, I need help with killin’ a wyvern of course, no, the journey will not be the shortest, but it’s not gonna be boring, I can promise you that, oh...and just a hoard of treasure that the creature took over from a dragon when it died of course”
Demon Vamp of the Abyss
"I'm sorry, but a what now?"
Tyranin stroked his chin. "Interesting proposal, but a wyvern's a hard beast to kill and I think some more backup would be necessary. But either that or go in search of a princess in some unknown location with no leads whatsoever. So let's talk."
Rubilacs attention has completely shifted to the man. He downs the last bit of ale and listens intently, eyes wide. He continues to mumble to himself.
The stranger grins, “this beast won’t be the first we face, the road to it is perilous in unto itself, the wyvern will be one of the last trials lad, so you’ll have a chance to become more skilled, you’re all rookies at this, that much I can see, so I’ll be generous, I’ll take you all under my wing, even you, muttering in the corner, yes I see you, follow me and your pouches will be overflowing with gold and your bodies clad with the most impressive gear around”.
Demon Vamp of the Abyss
Tyranin looked at the man bemusedly. "And what makes you such an expert?"
insight: 8
Eilra with the mans comments and the muttering in the tavern looks him down to see if A) she knows anything about him, and B) make sure he's not completely insane.
The man looks at Tyranin and grins like a Cheshire Cat, “because, boy...I AM THE GREAT ROGARTH, SLAYER OF DRAGONS”.
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