"These Flaming Fist's badges would make our work easy but I prefer the heavy handed approach."
Gralmor makes a sly grin on his face as the gray dwarf whispers his plan to the group.
"So, who wants to permanently confiscate some evidence from those thugs if they resist? I can offer the guidance provided by the gray protector himself to anyone who assists on this endeavor."
You all see that there is a stairway that leads up to another section of the tavern, as well as several doors leading off into various other areas. Also you do not see the woman you are suppose to find in the tap room here.
(OOC: Just wanted to make sure that you knew there was not just the one room...)
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Gralmore casts guidance to himself as he tries to count how many doors are there and where they may lead to. He'll also check what weapons and armor have those thugs brought inside the Elfsong Tavern.
Damrius walks up to the half elf at the bar. Good evening friend a round of ale for myself and my friends here. We are supposed to meeting an old friend of ours here but I don’t see her say about. I don’t suppose you know if Tarina has arrived yet? He slides a coin across the bar as he asks
Damrius walks up to the half elf at the bar. Good evening friend a round of ale for myself and my friends here. We are supposed to meeting an old friend of ours here but I don’t see her say about. I don’t suppose you know if Tarina has arrived yet? He slides a coin across the bar as he asks
(OOC: what sort of coin are we talking about here? Might make a difference as to the answer the barkeep gives...)
Damrius walks up to the half elf at the bar. Good evening friend a round of ale for myself and my friends here. We are supposed to meeting an old friend of ours here but I don’t see her say about. I don’t suppose you know if Tarina has arrived yet? He slides a coin across the bar as he asks
"Sure, she is upstairs as usual." The half-elf says as he takes the coin with a friendly smile. He then sets a round of drinks on the bar for your group, pocketing the gold coin instead of putting it into the till. He looks over your group as they take the tankards.
Dalin hurries forward and grabs a tankard, downing it in a few gulps. He smacks his lips, and lays down another gold piece. Keep 'em comin he says happily.
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Dalin hurries forward and grabs a tankard, downing it in a few gulps. He smacks his lips, and lays down another gold piece. Keep 'em comin he says happily.
"By all means." The half-elf says with a grin. he puts another six tankards of ale onto the bar and, once more, pockets the gold coin. Glancing around, he lowers his voice a bit then. "If you are meaning the lass any harm you best be aware she has some fairly dangerous friends."
Dalin grabs the 6 tankards in his arms, not meaning to pay for anyone else. Apparently we's just here to talk. And drink. He looks around. Whers the upstairs in this place?
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Dalin grabs the 6 tankards in his arms, not meaning to pay for anyone else. Apparently we's just here to talk. And drink. He looks around. Whers the upstairs in this place?
The stairs are right out where everyone can see, so you all can find your way upstairs without difficulty.
"Let's all remain calm and professional, and at worst only mildly inebriated." DuCrae whispers to Dalin as the ascend the stairs holding his own drink and not offering to help the dwarf "The night is young after all." He looks back to Damrius as he continues to ask questions of the barman then turns his focus to the scene upstairs, moving only as far into the room as it takes to get his bearings.
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Bulvii picks up a tankard and tries a sip. Smiling he nods his thanks to Dalin for the drink. He gives the half-elf a raised eye brow, "I think you've earned enough tonight off the books friend. Which room are we looking for. We are friends, not foes."
Bulvii picks up a tankard and tries a sip. Smiling he nods his thanks to Dalin for the drink. He gives the half-elf a raised eye brow, "I think you've earned enough tonight off the books friend. Which room are we looking for. We are friends, not foes."
Persuasion check
19 +2
"In this town very few people are friends." The half-elf says to Bulvii. "If someone wants information it costs, even if that information could have been gotten by just walking up the stairs..." He nods to Bulvii and then moves to help another customer.
You all see that there is a stairway that leads up to another section of the tavern, as well as several doors leading off into various other areas. Also you do not see the woman you are suppose to find in the tap room here.
(OOC: Just wanted to make sure that you knew there was not just the one room...)
Gralmore casts guidance to himself as he tries to count how many doors are there and where they may lead to. He'll also check what weapons and armor have those thugs brought inside the Elfsong Tavern.
Perception: 15 + 3
Damrius walks up to the half elf at the bar. Good evening friend a round of ale for myself and my friends here. We are supposed to meeting an old friend of ours here but I don’t see her say about. I don’t suppose you know if Tarina has arrived yet? He slides a coin across the bar as he asks
(OOC: what sort of coin are we talking about here? Might make a difference as to the answer the barkeep gives...)
Sorry meant to put a gold coin
"Sure, she is upstairs as usual." The half-elf says as he takes the coin with a friendly smile. He then sets a round of drinks on the bar for your group, pocketing the gold coin instead of putting it into the till. He looks over your group as they take the tankards.
Dalin hurries forward and grabs a tankard, downing it in a few gulps. He smacks his lips, and lays down another gold piece. Keep 'em comin he says happily.
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Ruven Gilrel (Level 4 Bladesinger)- The Shattered Obelisk
"By all means." The half-elf says with a grin. he puts another six tankards of ale onto the bar and, once more, pockets the gold coin. Glancing around, he lowers his voice a bit then. "If you are meaning the lass any harm you best be aware she has some fairly dangerous friends."
Dalin grabs the 6 tankards in his arms, not meaning to pay for anyone else. Apparently we's just here to talk. And drink. He looks around. Whers the upstairs in this place?
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Ruven Gilrel (Level 4 Bladesinger)- The Shattered Obelisk
The stairs are right out where everyone can see, so you all can find your way upstairs without difficulty.
Damrius smiles at the bar keep picks up his two tankards, which room upstairs friend?
Dalin will carefully head up the stairs, balancing his 6 tankards so he doesn't spill any.
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"Let's all remain calm and professional, and at worst only mildly inebriated." DuCrae whispers to Dalin as the ascend the stairs holding his own drink and not offering to help the dwarf "The night is young after all." He looks back to Damrius as he continues to ask questions of the barman then turns his focus to the scene upstairs, moving only as far into the room as it takes to get his bearings.
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Dalin nods. Agreed. I'll just have me breakfast here.
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The half-elf raises an eyebrow, patting the pouch he put the coins in at the question.
Damrius slides another gold coin across the bar
Bulvii picks up a tankard and tries a sip. Smiling he nods his thanks to Dalin for the drink. He gives the half-elf a raised eye brow, "I think you've earned enough tonight off the books friend. Which room are we looking for. We are friends, not foes."
Persuasion check
11 +2
"There is only the one room upstairs." The half-elf says with a smile, pocketing the gold coin and giving Damrius a wink.
"In this town very few people are friends." The half-elf says to Bulvii. "If someone wants information it costs, even if that information could have been gotten by just walking up the stairs..." He nods to Bulvii and then moves to help another customer.
Damrius rolls his eyes and heads up the stairs