Wilisle gives an audible chuckle before replying, "It's no wonder you've never been bribed--you don't look as if you've ever been payed. I'm not the blood spilling type, but my friend here seems like she might be..." He looks over at Mystwaen and shrugs his shoulders. "You've got answers, we've got questions. I would like very much to come to an agreement."
Good try. You got the idea right, just the formatting needs a little help. What BTI was trying to write was [ roll ]1d20+4[ /roll ] without the spaces. That will bring up 6 <---- something like this.
I prefer to use the same formatting for skills and spells. It provides a link to the item that anyone can check. Especially useful if you're not 100% sure what the effect is. Eg. Fireball or Dash. Substitute the word spell instead of roll and bingo you've linked to the D&D Beyond database for the spell in question.
Keep going guys, I really like the depth to people's story so far. :)
(Mystwaen. If you would like you can give Wilisle a help action for that last persuasion roll. Basically just saying that you're backing him up and giving him advantage on the roll. Then WIlisle, you would roll that check again and we'd use the higher roll. Seeing as you're halfling lucky it would have to be higher :)
A lumbering Dragonborn tries, unsuccessfully, to sneak into the bar unnoticed. His big frame is something that stands out in a crowded bar. Leather barding sits atop an almost luminescent set of green scales. He moves with a certain grace, perhaps a throwback to the obvious origin of his species. The domino shaped badge of the "Brute Squad" is attached to his cloak with a crude pin. The Draconic adventurer seeks to head to the back of the bar but his attention is drawn to some familiar faces. He waves.
Just as rasskan is waiving he is run into by the scrawny pale Bogue, who bounces off and lands hard on his tuckus. "Gilded Garters what are your stopping in the way like that for!?" He'll get up on rickety knees and head toward the table.
WIl having finally worn down Jed enough gets a nod from him "Fine, you're all probably going to die out in that forest anyway so I suppose there's no harm it. It's no secret The Count is creepy and that's he's always whispering in the Princes ear. What he's filling the Princes head with is up for some debate but I can tell you one for sure. He's always going on about his experiments. Never heard anything specific about what they are but I've been all through the castle and there's no lab or anything anywhere. He's got some secret spot he does these experiments in and I'd say if it's something you have to hide it can't be anything good. So when I say folk should be careful what they say I mean it" He looks pointedly at Nedrick who is listening with his mouth agape. Zed is just nodding along as if he's heard all this before. Jed continues "I cant say for sure that when people say the wrong things, thems the ones go missing, but people go missing. More regular than not. So you just watch yourself out there."
He calls out to Terry "Hey Terry, put whatever the new brute squad wants on my tab. Might as well get a belly full tonight right?"
(Mystwaen, I realize I didn't answer your question about proficiency. I had missed your edit but just saw it glancing back over the thread. You're character sheet adds in all the bonuses automatically so the +3 it shows in perception for you is the total)
With Mystwaen and Charisma both trying to figure out what's up with the folks at the end of the table it clicks for you both at the same time. They were part of the larger group applying for the brute squad. They are among the many that weren't chosen. You also notice that they tense up when mention of the brute squad comes up in the conversation happening at the bar.
Charisma stands from her chair and sizes up the group of young men from a better position. She recognizes a couple of them from the weapon check in at the entrance to the tavern. They were griping about not having been chosen for the Brute Squad. From her vantage point now, it is clear to her why they didn't make the cut.
She shuffles her attention to the discussion with Jed.
"I met the Count once. His glare made my skin crawl. He came to the garden looking for Cerulistia. When the petals of the flower are boiled into a tea they have a paralyzing effect that mimics death. It made me very suspicious."
Wil looks at Terry, then back at Jed, then back at Terry. "Jed's paying... PINTS FOR EVERYONE!" He then winks at Jed and slips him two gold pieces, and winks. He then tries to assemble with his new Brute Squad to formulate a plan.
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Wilisle gives an audible chuckle before replying, "It's no wonder you've never been bribed--you don't look as if you've ever been payed. I'm not the blood spilling type, but my friend here seems like she might be..." He looks over at Mystwaen and shrugs his shoulders. "You've got answers, we've got questions. I would like very much to come to an agreement."
Persuasion: 3
Good try. You got the idea right, just the formatting needs a little help. What BTI was trying to write was [ roll ]1d20+4[ /roll ] without the spaces. That will bring up 6 <---- something like this.
I prefer to use the same formatting for skills and spells. It provides a link to the item that anyone can check. Especially useful if you're not 100% sure what the effect is. Eg. Fireball or Dash. Substitute the word spell instead of roll and bingo you've linked to the D&D Beyond database for the spell in question.
Keep going guys, I really like the depth to people's story so far. :)
(Ah, there ya go Kondo, that's easier to understand :) thanks!)
That's what happens when you wear a helmet your whole life!
My house rules
(Mystwaen. If you would like you can give Wilisle a help action for that last persuasion roll. Basically just saying that you're backing him up and giving him advantage on the roll. Then WIlisle, you would roll that check again and we'd use the higher roll. Seeing as you're halfling lucky it would have to be higher :)
That's what happens when you wear a helmet your whole life!
My house rules
Rasskan
Stealth 7
A lumbering Dragonborn tries, unsuccessfully, to sneak into the bar unnoticed. His big frame is something that stands out in a crowded bar. Leather barding sits atop an almost luminescent set of green scales. He moves with a certain grace, perhaps a throwback to the obvious origin of his species. The domino shaped badge of the "Brute Squad" is attached to his cloak with a crude pin. The Draconic adventurer seeks to head to the back of the bar but his attention is drawn to some familiar faces. He waves.
Edith seeing rasskan enter returns the wave with a smile.
Just as rasskan is waiving he is run into by the scrawny pale Bogue, who bounces off and lands hard on his tuckus. "Gilded Garters what are your stopping in the way like that for!?" He'll get up on rickety knees and head toward the table.
Mystwaen would like to give Wilisile the help action.
Wilsile's second roll: 19
WIl having finally worn down Jed enough gets a nod from him "Fine, you're all probably going to die out in that forest anyway so I suppose there's no harm it. It's no secret The Count is creepy and that's he's always whispering in the Princes ear. What he's filling the Princes head with is up for some debate but I can tell you one for sure. He's always going on about his experiments. Never heard anything specific about what they are but I've been all through the castle and there's no lab or anything anywhere. He's got some secret spot he does these experiments in and I'd say if it's something you have to hide it can't be anything good. So when I say folk should be careful what they say I mean it" He looks pointedly at Nedrick who is listening with his mouth agape. Zed is just nodding along as if he's heard all this before. Jed continues "I cant say for sure that when people say the wrong things, thems the ones go missing, but people go missing. More regular than not. So you just watch yourself out there."
He calls out to Terry "Hey Terry, put whatever the new brute squad wants on my tab. Might as well get a belly full tonight right?"
That's what happens when you wear a helmet your whole life!
My house rules
Edith tries her best not to laugh as bouge runs into rasskan.
(Mystwaen, I realize I didn't answer your question about proficiency. I had missed your edit but just saw it glancing back over the thread. You're character sheet adds in all the bonuses automatically so the +3 it shows in perception for you is the total)
That's what happens when you wear a helmet your whole life!
My house rules
(Ok, thanks!)
Mystwaen would like to shake Jed's hand and then look back over to the group that was pointing at us and whispering earlier. Perception check: 7
(That solves me rolling for Charisma, just sent out a group dm about that)
You can roll that again Mystwaen with Charisma providing help for both of you checking them out.
That's what happens when you wear a helmet your whole life!
My house rules
Bogue sits down and pulls out a dried holly berry and rubs it in a wide arc on the table in front of him.
Second Perception check: 7
With Mystwaen and Charisma both trying to figure out what's up with the folks at the end of the table it clicks for you both at the same time. They were part of the larger group applying for the brute squad. They are among the many that weren't chosen. You also notice that they tense up when mention of the brute squad comes up in the conversation happening at the bar.
That's what happens when you wear a helmet your whole life!
My house rules
Charisma stands from her chair and sizes up the group of young men from a better position. She recognizes a couple of them from the weapon check in at the entrance to the tavern. They were griping about not having been chosen for the Brute Squad. From her vantage point now, it is clear to her why they didn't make the cut.
She shuffles her attention to the discussion with Jed.
"I met the Count once. His glare made my skin crawl. He came to the garden looking for Cerulistia. When the petals of the flower are boiled into a tea they have a paralyzing effect that mimics death. It made me very suspicious."
“What’s that for?” Asks Edith, pointing to the arc bouge put on the table.
Wil looks at Terry, then back at Jed, then back at Terry. "Jed's paying... PINTS FOR EVERYONE!" He then winks at Jed and slips him two gold pieces, and winks. He then tries to assemble with his new Brute Squad to formulate a plan.