"Right now I'm just going along to watch." Nolla says with a soft laugh. She pushes some of her auburn hair behind an ear as she gives the newcomer a smile.
Mavros and Alexis don't notice him tailing behind. As it turns dark the huge red tent lights up with glowing lanterns lighting from the inside. Lots of people coming through and taking seats along the edges. No dragon in sight though.
Well, my post after my perception check through the merchants wares apparently didn’t send properly or something, meant to send this before people started heading towards the dragon tent:
After Dalnir finishes looking through the wares of the merchants around the festival (we’ll see if he bought anything once DM has time to say what he saw), he goes to where he heard the music being played. He arrives as the song is finishing, and hears word about the dragon. “A dragon fight, then, eh? Well, if ye’ve got room for another, I’d be happy to join ya,” he bows to the group, “Dalnir Frostbeard, at your service. A dragon be a ferocious one indeed, but a monster sure to be deservin’ the bite of my blade,” he says, patting the greataxe held on his back
Then, as everybody walks towards the tent, Dalnir will walk with them.
Dalnir’s eyes brighten at your use of Dwarvish, and he responds in Dwarvish “Aye, perhaps, but if the tale of a dragon to fight is true, the day will become much more exciting! Alas, however, it is likely but a Dragonborn awaiting us inside the tent, as I see not how they’d have successfully captured a dragon and have the means to protect the audience from it.” His eyes dim at that statement, but they soon brighten again, “If it is, however, a full dragon that awaits us, then we shall gain quite a reputation!” He scratches his bearded chin for a moment, and says in common “Have they mentioned any rewards yet? Slaying a dragon is no small feat”
Seeing as everyone seems to talk in a language that he doesn’t understand, Mavros decides to move along and enter the tent. He looks around to see what The fuss is all about.
Not noticing anyone around running the place, Nolla moves to an empty chair and takes a seat, prepared to see what happens. She watches the others looking around in turn, but it appears most don't find anything more than she herself did. "Just as well take a load off and see what happens." She suggests, patting one of the empty chairs near her.
Dalnir, you some nice weapons for sale specifically a little tent called strange and unique wares. You browse around but mostly find common daggers and shortswords. In the back though sits a dagger you've heard of before called a dagger of the tiger (+1 your attack roll). It's a dark grey metal dagger with darker black stripes on the handle.
Once you guys are seated a woman walks up to you all. She looks like she's in her 30's and is wearing a little too much make up.. dressed up in a nice dress, she twirls on her way over and leans over to face to Alexis. "You!" She smiled and stands back up. "You could take on the dragon. Look at you!" Then looks to Nolla, "You'd be the charmer and she'd be the capturer!" She sung, fanning herself excitedly. "Beautiful women like us could take on a dragon don't you think?" She smiled again.
"Depends on what sort of dragon you are meaning..." Nolla says with a chuckle. "I've known some men that consider themselves dragons, but, I assume this dragon is not that sort of one..." She grins as she gives the woman a raised eyebrow. "Are you the one setting this all up, or is there someone else in charge here?"
Stealth Roll 17
Five percent of the people think; ten percent of the people think they think; and the other eighty-five percent would rather die than think.
An intelligent man believes only half of what he hears, a wise man knows which half. (Even Esar)
Don't wait for the perfect moment to strike, strike in the current moment and make it perfect. (William Yeats)
STATUS: Personal Problems, will not be active for a few days.
Extended Signature
Axel wanders over to where the people are gathering and reads over a flier.
"Hello! A dragon? That sounds dangerous. How do you catch a dragon to fight?"
The voice that of an average sounding older human but raspy in some way, with minor pauses between some syllables seemingly to piece them together.
He turns to look at the group of people.
"Will you fight this dragon?"
"Right now I'm just going along to watch." Nolla says with a soft laugh. She pushes some of her auburn hair behind an ear as she gives the newcomer a smile.
(Same as Mavros)
Perception: 7
Alexis walks along with the rest of the group.
Mavros and Alexis don't notice him tailing behind. As it turns dark the huge red tent lights up with glowing lanterns lighting from the inside. Lots of people coming through and taking seats along the edges. No dragon in sight though.
Jalin keeps within hearing range while remaining hidden. His dark hood and cloak helping him blend in.
Five percent of the people think; ten percent of the people think they think; and the other eighty-five percent would rather die than think.
An intelligent man believes only half of what he hears, a wise man knows which half. (Even Esar)
Don't wait for the perfect moment to strike, strike in the current moment and make it perfect. (William Yeats)
STATUS: Personal Problems, will not be active for a few days.
Extended Signature
Well, my post after my perception check through the merchants wares apparently didn’t send properly or something, meant to send this before people started heading towards the dragon tent:
After Dalnir finishes looking through the wares of the merchants around the festival (we’ll see if he bought anything once DM has time to say what he saw), he goes to where he heard the music being played. He arrives as the song is finishing, and hears word about the dragon. “A dragon fight, then, eh? Well, if ye’ve got room for another, I’d be happy to join ya,” he bows to the group, “Dalnir Frostbeard, at your service. A dragon be a ferocious one indeed, but a monster sure to be deservin’ the bite of my blade,” he says, patting the greataxe held on his back
Then, as everybody walks towards the tent, Dalnir will walk with them.
noticing the Dwarf Zerxius responds in Dwarvish
"i think this trek is out of curiosity at the moment but we'll see
Laissez les bons temps rouler
Dalnir’s eyes brighten at your use of Dwarvish, and he responds in Dwarvish “Aye, perhaps, but if the tale of a dragon to fight is true, the day will become much more exciting! Alas, however, it is likely but a Dragonborn awaiting us inside the tent, as I see not how they’d have successfully captured a dragon and have the means to protect the audience from it.” His eyes dim at that statement, but they soon brighten again, “If it is, however, a full dragon that awaits us, then we shall gain quite a reputation!” He scratches his bearded chin for a moment, and says in common “Have they mentioned any rewards yet? Slaying a dragon is no small feat”
At the tent Nolla looks aorund for anyone who might be in charge...
Perception: 21
Zerxius also enters and glances around
Perception: 4
OOC: this isnt boding well)
Laissez les bons temps rouler
Jalin maintains his distance, eyes scanning for trouble, hand on his sword hilt. He also looks around for a boss of some sort. Perception 16
Five percent of the people think; ten percent of the people think they think; and the other eighty-five percent would rather die than think.
An intelligent man believes only half of what he hears, a wise man knows which half. (Even Esar)
Don't wait for the perfect moment to strike, strike in the current moment and make it perfect. (William Yeats)
STATUS: Personal Problems, will not be active for a few days.
Extended Signature
Alexis also responds in Dwarvish (not to be outdone) "They have not provided a reward that I am aware of. Hopefully this meeting will enlighten us."
Alexis looks around the tent to view what sort of people are here.
Perception 18
(welp)
Seeing as everyone seems to talk in a language that he doesn’t understand, Mavros decides to move along and enter the tent. He looks around to see what The fuss is all about.
Perception: 7
(Edit: a group of blindmen, I tell ya)
(OOC: well, seems like the rolls aren’t going well anymore xD)
I enter the tent, looking to see any place to sign up to fight, as well as any signs of the great wyrm we’re supposed to be fighting. (Perception 6 )
Not noticing anyone around running the place, Nolla moves to an empty chair and takes a seat, prepared to see what happens. She watches the others looking around in turn, but it appears most don't find anything more than she herself did. "Just as well take a load off and see what happens." She suggests, patting one of the empty chairs near her.
Dalnir, you some nice weapons for sale specifically a little tent called strange and unique wares. You browse around but mostly find common daggers and shortswords. In the back though sits a dagger you've heard of before called a dagger of the tiger (+1 your attack roll). It's a dark grey metal dagger with darker black stripes on the handle.
Once you guys are seated a woman walks up to you all. She looks like she's in her 30's and is wearing a little too much make up.. dressed up in a nice dress, she twirls on her way over and leans over to face to Alexis. "You!" She smiled and stands back up. "You could take on the dragon. Look at you!" Then looks to Nolla, "You'd be the charmer and she'd be the capturer!" She sung, fanning herself excitedly. "Beautiful women like us could take on a dragon don't you think?" She smiled again.
"Depends on what sort of dragon you are meaning..." Nolla says with a chuckle. "I've known some men that consider themselves dragons, but, I assume this dragon is not that sort of one..." She grins as she gives the woman a raised eyebrow. "Are you the one setting this all up, or is there someone else in charge here?"
Jalin moves closer, pushing through the crowd until he is almost within arms reach of the table.
Five percent of the people think; ten percent of the people think they think; and the other eighty-five percent would rather die than think.
An intelligent man believes only half of what he hears, a wise man knows which half. (Even Esar)
Don't wait for the perfect moment to strike, strike in the current moment and make it perfect. (William Yeats)
STATUS: Personal Problems, will not be active for a few days.
Extended Signature
Zerxius stands behind the group silently watching the exchange
Laissez les bons temps rouler