Child of a city watch investigator. Wiki Jones spends his days helping the citizens of Waterdeep with the most troubling of jobs.
Geoff Silverblum
An entertainer apart of the Jesters Guild in Waterdeep. He maintains a healthy business rivalry with fellow entertainer Kvothe.
Kvothe
A performer apart of the Jester's Guild in Waterdeep. A bit down on his luck, but maintains a healthy business rivalry with Geoff.
Karl Gorunn
A clan crafter and blacksmith by trade. He Traveled to Waterdeep to broaden his skills in armor smithing. He was recently accepted into the Splendid Order of Armorers, Locksmiths, and Finesmiths. He rents space from a local smithy called Blodbath & Beyond
Wooden tables lit by brightly burning candles are littered with plates cleared of food and half-drained tankards. The sounds of gamblers yelling and drunken adventurers singing bawdy songs nearly drown out the off-key strumming of a young bard three tables over.
Wiki
You arrive at the Yawning Portal bar at the request of your father. He asked you to collect a cask of ale for the house. The place is crowded but you manage to notice an old acquaintance that used to work with your father in the city watch. Mr. Silvermane, He looks a bit sad as he sips on a tankard of ale alone at a table.
Geoff
The Yawning Portal is bustling with life. People from all over are gathering in town for preparation for Fleet Week. As you sip on your Shadowdark ale, you find yourself surprised how talented the bard is on stage. He is managing to get a most impressive tune, albeit slightly off tune, considering his lute only has three strings.
Kvothe
As you grab a stool at the bar Durdan, the proprietor, nods at you and starts to pour a tankard of Shadowdark ale. "Damn Zhents and Xanthars, just last night I had to break up a fight outside my own bar. This is the gods damn castle ward not some slum in the docks." Durdan says to you with a scowl on his face.
Karl
"BLOOD FOR GRUUMSH!" shouts a half-orc female as she pins a hand down on the table. "Thats another one for me, who the ****s next?". Her eyes canvas the bar, she points her finger at you. "What about you dwarf or are you as weak as you are short?"
Wiki wasn’t a regular at the Yawning Portal- he was only 8 and the bartender had refused to stock apple juice on tap- but he had been here enough that the noise and patrons weren’t a surprise to him. Well, except for one. Mr. Silvermane, the father of his friend Sally, sat alone at a table. Wiki promptly forgot about the task his own father had sent him on and went and sat across the table from Mr. Silvermane.
After a moment, he realized he’d need a booster seat for Mr. Silvermane to see him while sitting, so he stood on the chair instead.
“Hi Mr. Silvermane! I deduce that you are…sad!” Wiki held out his flask of apple juice in case Mr. Silvermane wanted a pull.
While not growing up in Waterdeep, Geoff has still spent more than enough time time at the Yawning Portal to know the locals. He has never seen this lute player before though. Being able to play such fine melodies on only three strings is remarkable and he watches the the player and the crowd around him, looking for an easy mark enamored with the lute player. Geoff thinks to himself
"I'll never be able to play that well, but I can wait until he's done and pass myself off as him if he leaves!"
"Oh, hey Wiki." You see Mr. Silvermane stare into his empty ale mug as he rotates it around making sure its actually empty. He sighs, grabs the flask and downs it. "That was the strangest cider I have ever had. Thanks kid. Bonnie! another round, what you drinking wiki?"
A slim women with modest clothing walks over towards the table. He light brown hair is tied into a ponytail, about shoulder length.
After his rendition of The Three Flambinis is over, the crowd cheers him on. He gives a small bow and walks off stage. A few female guest approach him, but he seems flush in the face and stammers his words. "I..I..learn.. home". The guest try to engage him but he gives a few more stammered curt replies. They seem to loose interest fast and he goes to slink back into a table on the far side of the room.
A Geoff watches the crowd dissipate, anger starts to bubble up inside of him. Here is this talented player, and just because of a small speech impediment he is quickly forgotten. Geoff sees a lot of himself in the player, as he was also cast aside from his performing act because of relatively superficial things. Geoff saunters over to strike up a conversation, but not before casting "Prestidigation" under his breath to create the foul smell of excrement and to soil the dress a little on the first female guest to blow the lute player off.
"That will show them, haha"
As Geoff pulls up a chair, he opens with "That was some mighty fine lute playing!"
Wiki considered things for a moment. On the one hand, he really did like his apple juice. A little tart, a bit sweet. On the other hand, he was a hardboiled detective, and detectives drank alcohol. Also, Mr. Silvermane was nice and he was trying to be nice to Wiki and it would be nice to let him be nice.
Wiki had tasted ale and didn’t enjoy it, so he ordered something he saw the fancy ladies order all the time. “White wine spritzer please!”
He turned his attention back to Mr. Silvermane and tried to think of what made grownups sad. Wiki’s dad had been sad right when Wiki’s mom died, but Mr. Silvermane's husband had died a few months ago and Wiki had seen him be happy since then. After a moment, Wiki gave up on guessing why with so little clues, and asked “Is there anything I can help you with?”
Karl's hands are tired from working the smith all day but he's numb to the pain at this point. His competitive nature makes it hard to turn down a challenge even in his current state. Karl slams his arm down on the table and says.
"Yer in for a surprise here Lass, while I am a short I'm filled out for me size! I hope yer stronger than you are pretty! If ye win I got yer next few drinks!"
Initially its hard to determine the source of the putrid smell, as establishment is not the most cleanliest of places. Eventually people begin to move away from the women in the red dress, as her friends begin to vomit from the stench. Shortly after they are escorted out of the building by the bouncers for causing a mess.
"Thanks..I like my lute.. I'm Mattrim Mereg.. but my friends call me Threestrings. Whos You"
"Nothing you can really help with. Just remembering better times. I miss Faerrel." The waitress Bonnie returns with his ale and a wine spritzer. She glances at you, then back to Mr. Silvermane. He nods and she places the spritzer in front of you. "So what brings you down to the portal Wiki? Any big adventures planned?"
"No one calls me Lass, Lumberfoot. You better pony up when you lose!" She places her elbow on the table and sits on a barrel. As you grip her hand you feel a strong grip coming from the rough and harden skin of this half-orc female. The onlookers single the start of the arm wrestling match and before you know it,
Athletics: 8
She slams your hand onto the table and stands up arms extended in triumph. "Haha that was a good one. Now lets go have you buy me those drinks. I didn't catch you name Lumberfoot. Folks call me Yagara."
"Hi Threestrings, I'm Geoff Silverblum. I see your friends there werent as cool as they think they were. You come here often? I couldn't help but overhear you learned how to play at home, thats amazing."
Geoff sits back and relaxes into the conversation, while still looking on at his handiwork and giving a sly grin off into the crowd.
The white wine spritzer was sweet and fizzy to Wiki. It was like fizzy apple cider, but after a moment he started to feel warm. Across the room a dwarf had his arm nearly wrenched out of its socket by a half-orc in an arm-wrestling contest. A lady also apparently pooped her pants, which Wiki was quite disappointed in, as he’d stopped doing that when he was two and she looked to be at least 20.
“I’m just here to get some ale for my dad, but every day is an adventure! Sorry you miss your husband. I miss my mom sometimes, though I barely remember her. She got sick when I was little.” Wiki watched the half-orc and dwarf make their way to get a drink together. “Did they ever find out who did it?”
"It is a pleasure to meet you Geofff. I've been in town almost four tendays." He begins to fidget with his thumbs, clearly not used to conversing with strangers much. "Lutes my best friend. Even if it loses another string I won't replace them. If I replace all the pieces it won't be my lutey anymore. Do you like music Mr. Geoff?"
"No, I know it was during an altercation with the Zhents and Xanthar's group. I'm still looking into it. I was removed from the watch for obsessing over it. I'm gonna find and gut those bastards one day."
He places both his hands on the table, and stands up. "I should settle up and get goin. It was nice to see you Wiki. You should stop by sometime. I'm sure Sally would love to see you. take care." He walks towards the bar.
I take a long swig of my drink and turn towards Durdan. "If all of this keeps up, you might have another brawl on your hands. You sure do seem to bring in some undesirables, don't you?
"Do I like music, ha! I love music! My entire life has revolved around performing. You could say it has... made, and not made, me the man I am today." I've been hanging out in this tavern for a bit now but haven't seen you around. You new here, or we just haven't crossed paths? This tavern is a popular place, apparently even with five year old kids" as Geoff shoots a glance off to what seems like someone who can barely see over the table drinking "So I may have missed you as well"
"It happens. Most people miss me when I'm around. Guess I just don't stand out much.." He seems a bit dejected and nervously waits for the waitress to come over to serve him.
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Player Characters
Wiki Jones
Child of a city watch investigator. Wiki Jones spends his days helping the citizens of Waterdeep with the most troubling of jobs.
Geoff Silverblum
An entertainer apart of the Jesters Guild in Waterdeep. He maintains a healthy business rivalry with fellow entertainer Kvothe.
Kvothe
A performer apart of the Jester's Guild in Waterdeep. A bit down on his luck, but maintains a healthy business rivalry with Geoff.
Karl Gorunn
A clan crafter and blacksmith by trade. He Traveled to Waterdeep to broaden his skills in armor smithing. He was recently accepted into the Splendid Order of Armorers, Locksmiths, and Finesmiths. He rents space from a local smithy called Blodbath & Beyond
Wiki
You arrive at the Yawning Portal bar at the request of your father. He asked you to collect a cask of ale for the house. The place is crowded but you manage to notice an old acquaintance that used to work with your father in the city watch. Mr. Silvermane, He looks a bit sad as he sips on a tankard of ale alone at a table.
Geoff
The Yawning Portal is bustling with life. People from all over are gathering in town for preparation for Fleet Week. As you sip on your Shadowdark ale, you find yourself surprised how talented the bard is on stage. He is managing to get a most impressive tune, albeit slightly off tune, considering his lute only has three strings.
Kvothe
As you grab a stool at the bar Durdan, the proprietor, nods at you and starts to pour a tankard of Shadowdark ale. "Damn Zhents and Xanthars, just last night I had to break up a fight outside my own bar. This is the gods damn castle ward not some slum in the docks." Durdan says to you with a scowl on his face.
Karl
"BLOOD FOR GRUUMSH!" shouts a half-orc female as she pins a hand down on the table. "Thats another one for me, who the ****s next?". Her eyes canvas the bar, she points her finger at you. "What about you dwarf or are you as weak as you are short?"
Wiki wasn’t a regular at the Yawning Portal- he was only 8 and the bartender had refused to stock apple juice on tap- but he had been here enough that the noise and patrons weren’t a surprise to him. Well, except for one. Mr. Silvermane, the father of his friend Sally, sat alone at a table. Wiki promptly forgot about the task his own father had sent him on and went and sat across the table from Mr. Silvermane.
After a moment, he realized he’d need a booster seat for Mr. Silvermane to see him while sitting, so he stood on the chair instead.
“Hi Mr. Silvermane! I deduce that you are…sad!” Wiki held out his flask of apple juice in case Mr. Silvermane wanted a pull.
While not growing up in Waterdeep, Geoff has still spent more than enough time time at the Yawning Portal to know the locals. He has never seen this lute player before though. Being able to play such fine melodies on only three strings is remarkable and he watches the the player and the crowd around him, looking for an easy mark enamored with the lute player. Geoff thinks to himself
"I'll never be able to play that well, but I can wait until he's done and pass myself off as him if he leaves!"
Wiki
"Oh, hey Wiki." You see Mr. Silvermane stare into his empty ale mug as he rotates it around making sure its actually empty. He sighs, grabs the flask and downs it. "That was the strangest cider I have ever had. Thanks kid. Bonnie! another round, what you drinking wiki?"
A slim women with modest clothing walks over towards the table. He light brown hair is tied into a ponytail, about shoulder length.
Geoff
After his rendition of The Three Flambinis is over, the crowd cheers him on. He gives a small bow and walks off stage. A few female guest approach him, but he seems flush in the face and stammers his words. "I..I..learn.. home". The guest try to engage him but he gives a few more stammered curt replies. They seem to loose interest fast and he goes to slink back into a table on the far side of the room.
A Geoff watches the crowd dissipate, anger starts to bubble up inside of him. Here is this talented player, and just because of a small speech impediment he is quickly forgotten. Geoff sees a lot of himself in the player, as he was also cast aside from his performing act because of relatively superficial things. Geoff saunters over to strike up a conversation, but not before casting "Prestidigation" under his breath to create the foul smell of excrement and to soil the dress a little on the first female guest to blow the lute player off.
"That will show them, haha"
As Geoff pulls up a chair, he opens with "That was some mighty fine lute playing!"
Wiki considered things for a moment. On the one hand, he really did like his apple juice. A little tart, a bit sweet. On the other hand, he was a hardboiled detective, and detectives drank alcohol. Also, Mr. Silvermane was nice and he was trying to be nice to Wiki and it would be nice to let him be nice.
Wiki had tasted ale and didn’t enjoy it, so he ordered something he saw the fancy ladies order all the time. “White wine spritzer please!”
He turned his attention back to Mr. Silvermane and tried to think of what made grownups sad. Wiki’s dad had been sad right when Wiki’s mom died, but Mr. Silvermane's husband had died a few months ago and Wiki had seen him be happy since then. After a moment, Wiki gave up on guessing why with so little clues, and asked “Is there anything I can help you with?”
Karl's hands are tired from working the smith all day but he's numb to the pain at this point. His competitive nature makes it hard to turn down a challenge even in his current state. Karl slams his arm down on the table and says.
"Yer in for a surprise here Lass, while I am a short I'm filled out for me size! I hope yer stronger than you are pretty! If ye win I got yer next few drinks!"
Geoff
Initially its hard to determine the source of the putrid smell, as establishment is not the most cleanliest of places. Eventually people begin to move away from the women in the red dress, as her friends begin to vomit from the stench. Shortly after they are escorted out of the building by the bouncers for causing a mess.
"Thanks..I like my lute.. I'm Mattrim Mereg.. but my friends call me Threestrings. Whos You"
Wiki
"Nothing you can really help with. Just remembering better times. I miss Faerrel." The waitress Bonnie returns with his ale and a wine spritzer. She glances at you, then back to Mr. Silvermane. He nods and she places the spritzer in front of you. "So what brings you down to the portal Wiki? Any big adventures planned?"
Karl
"No one calls me Lass, Lumberfoot. You better pony up when you lose!" She places her elbow on the table and sits on a barrel. As you grip her hand you feel a strong grip coming from the rough and harden skin of this half-orc female. The onlookers single the start of the arm wrestling match and before you know it,
Athletics: 8
She slams your hand onto the table and stands up arms extended in triumph. "Haha that was a good one. Now lets go have you buy me those drinks. I didn't catch you name Lumberfoot. Folks call me Yagara."
"Hi Threestrings, I'm Geoff Silverblum. I see your friends there werent as cool as they think they were. You come here often? I couldn't help but overhear you learned how to play at home, thats amazing."
Geoff sits back and relaxes into the conversation, while still looking on at his handiwork and giving a sly grin off into the crowd.
The white wine spritzer was sweet and fizzy to Wiki. It was like fizzy apple cider, but after a moment he started to feel warm. Across the room a dwarf had his arm nearly wrenched out of its socket by a half-orc in an arm-wrestling contest. A lady also apparently pooped her pants, which Wiki was quite disappointed in, as he’d stopped doing that when he was two and she looked to be at least 20.
“I’m just here to get some ale for my dad, but every day is an adventure! Sorry you miss your husband. I miss my mom sometimes, though I barely remember her. She got sick when I was little.” Wiki watched the half-orc and dwarf make their way to get a drink together. “Did they ever find out who did it?”
Geoff
"It is a pleasure to meet you Geofff. I've been in town almost four tendays." He begins to fidget with his thumbs, clearly not used to conversing with strangers much. "Lutes my best friend. Even if it loses another string I won't replace them. If I replace all the pieces it won't be my lutey anymore. Do you like music Mr. Geoff?"
Wiki
"No, I know it was during an altercation with the Zhents and Xanthar's group. I'm still looking into it. I was removed from the watch for obsessing over it. I'm gonna find and gut those bastards one day."
He places both his hands on the table, and stands up. "I should settle up and get goin. It was nice to see you Wiki. You should stop by sometime. I'm sure Sally would love to see you. take care." He walks towards the bar.
I take a long swig of my drink and turn towards Durdan. "If all of this keeps up, you might have another brawl on your hands. You sure do seem to bring in some undesirables, don't you?
"Do I like music, ha! I love music! My entire life has revolved around performing. You could say it has... made, and not made, me the man I am today." I've been hanging out in this tavern for a bit now but haven't seen you around. You new here, or we just haven't crossed paths? This tavern is a popular place, apparently even with five year old kids" as Geoff shoots a glance off to what seems like someone who can barely see over the table drinking "So I may have missed you as well"
Kvothe
"It comes with the territory. A place for adventurers run by adventurers. Well former in my case." He begins to move away to service another customer.
Geoff
"It happens. Most people miss me when I'm around. Guess I just don't stand out much.." He seems a bit dejected and nervously waits for the waitress to come over to serve him.