NetherArc speaks up "I am an old Half-Elf sire. I have traveled many lands but recently have taken up the causes of the less fortunate and look to find solutions to interesting and daunting problems. My Brother is Chief of the Storm Nether clan in the north countries and I was left to use my innate magic skills to earn a simple living where ever I could find work."
Grundy hurries over to Jelbys, "What can i get you my lady?"
Gideon nods absentmindedly as Nyli and NetherArc respond to his inquiries, after which he turns to Nyli and says, "My lands have been starting to be consumed by storms and swamp for about a year now. I don't know about unnatural creatures that much, but the weather and land conditions for the most part."
When asked about names, he thinks for a moment and says, "Kieron Woodward was one of them.... and let's see... Harley Blackwell was another. I don't remember a lot of the names, as they usually were just passing through on their way home."
(OOC: Most of what you heard were rumors floating around, but you do seem to recognize those names)
"You have an exceptional memory, Lord Gideon," assure him Nyli. "And it is most unfortunate that your land is suffering. Do you suspect anything or anyone in particular responsible for that curse? Some events leading to that? Powerful people you happen to cross in any way? Someone simply wanting to take your lands from you?"
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Jelbys asks Grundy if there'll be housing accommodations for her and her compatriots. As she is whispering this to Grundy she attempts to make a perception check to scan the room. Perception: 22
As the conversations around him continue, Ivan settles into a 2nd mug of spirits accompanied by more of the eel pastries. The other's conversations are occasionally interrupted by a hearty belch now and then.
Nyli: Gideon doesn't appear to think before he makes his answer, "It would have to be my half brother Roland. He was none to happy when my father left me this land in his will. How he is doing the things he is doing? I'm not sure, but I had heard rumors he had been dealing with dark forces to gain power. I'm beginning to think those rumors were correct."
Jelbys: Grundy is almost taken aback at your question, "Why of course my good lady, Lord Gideon never turns anyone away. We have always made accommodations for those passing by in the night. I'll go make your rooms ready for you right now." (OOC: You don't see anything out of the ordinary, the dining room is very nice and luxuriously laid out. Is there anything you are looking for in particular?)
Ivan: Gideon grins at you, "I see you are enjoying the mead, we have atleast two more casks in the cellar below, so drink up"
All: As the night drags on, Gideon looks each one of you over. Settling on Jelbys, he nods to himself and steps over to you. "You must be the warrior of this group am I right? Your physique is a sight to behold! Are you fond of wrestling by chance? I have a manservant that truly enjoys wrestling, can't get enough of it. He likes to wrestle with our guests from time to time. Would you be up for the challenge?"
Before Lord Gideon went to arrange pit-fight for Jelbys, Nyli asked if it is possible to somehow make contact with the troublesome brother. It seemed he was the target of the expedition or at least the only lead to investigate.
Gideon grins and says, "He's a decent size I would think, just please ignore the face, he's a bit sensitive about it. He had a terrible childhood accident."
He calls down one of the halls, "Magnus, can you join us in the dining room please?" Seconds later, In walks Magnus, a large bulky man wearing robes, around six and a half feet tall with a face that is a horrible mess of scars. He enters the room and one by one looks at each one of you without speaking and then nods to Gideon.
Pointing to a large soft rug at the end of the dining table, Gideon says, "Perhaps wagers are in order? I have idea what the outcome would be here, so would anyone care to bet on the match? Fifty gold perhaps?"
Jelbys walks over to Magnus, and begins walking around him. As she takes in his size and realizes the opportunity provided to her, a smirk comes across her face.
She takes off her chain mail and disrobes down to her under-garments, revealing her small but very well defined frame. "Does anyone have oil for the match? Oh and Ivan you'll want make sure you tend to any injury he may suffer from after the match is over."
OOC: She's like 5'3" lol, hopefully she doesn't get ******* squashed.
Ivan salutes Jelbys with his mug. He pushes out from the table with a finale satisfied belch and walks out to better view the impending match. He says,"I shall be ready to heal any who need it indeed."
Gideon laughs, "Now that's the spirit! I was serious about that wager as well, 50 gp on Magnus!"
Magnus seems to show no emotion through the mess of scars on his face, he merely removes his robe revealing the fact he is currently only wearing a loin cloth and takes his spot on the soft rug seemingly placed here for this purpose.
Gideon nods at Jelbys, "You may begin when ready."
(OOC: Standard grappling rules, Magnus appears to be waiting for you to make the first move.)
Magnus breaks the hold Jelbys had on him and attempts one of his own, grabbing her arms and attempting to pin them behind her and roll her face down on the rug.
Athletics Roll: 9
While this is going on Gideon is cheering, oddly enough, for both sides. You get the idea he enjoys the match regardless of who is winning.
When Jelbys had bowled Magnus over, he had cheered excitedly, "Now that's the spirit, give him one hell of a fight!" When Magnus breaks her hold, he cheers as well, "That's right Magnus my boy, show her who's boss!"
Gideon raises his mug of mead to toast Ivan, Nyli, and NetherArc, "You folks sure know how to have fun!"
Jelbys tries to avoid Magnus' grip, but he narrowly manages to grab her before she can twist away and come back at him. He flips her over face down on the rug with her arms in a lock behind her back.
Gideon gasps in shock and then kneels on the ground nearby to referee the potential end of the match. "Come on girl, you aren't beaten yet are you?"
He winks at Jelbys and slaps the ground, "One...!"
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Jelbys feels her anger boil over as she is pinned down by this hulking mass of muscle, she yells at Magnus, "Get yourself off of me you hideous beast of a man!".
Jelbys, continues drinking her tea. She glares at Grundy, motioning with her finger to have him come over while the others are talking to Gideon.
NetherArc speaks up "I am an old Half-Elf sire. I have traveled many lands but recently have taken up the causes of the less fortunate and look to find solutions to interesting and daunting problems. My Brother is Chief of the Storm Nether clan in the north countries and I was left to use my innate magic skills to earn a simple living where ever I could find work."
Lot's of stuff ...
Grundy hurries over to Jelbys, "What can i get you my lady?"
Gideon nods absentmindedly as Nyli and NetherArc respond to his inquiries, after which he turns to Nyli and says, "My lands have been starting to be consumed by storms and swamp for about a year now. I don't know about unnatural creatures that much, but the weather and land conditions for the most part."
When asked about names, he thinks for a moment and says, "Kieron Woodward was one of them.... and let's see... Harley Blackwell was another. I don't remember a lot of the names, as they usually were just passing through on their way home."
(OOC: Most of what you heard were rumors floating around, but you do seem to recognize those names)
"You have an exceptional memory, Lord Gideon," assure him Nyli. "And it is most unfortunate that your land is suffering. Do you suspect anything or anyone in particular responsible for that curse? Some events leading to that? Powerful people you happen to cross in any way? Someone simply wanting to take your lands from you?"
Meili Liang Lvl 5 Monk
Dice
Jelbys asks Grundy if there'll be housing accommodations for her and her compatriots. As she is whispering this to Grundy she attempts to make a perception check to scan the room. Perception: 22
As the conversations around him continue, Ivan settles into a 2nd mug of spirits accompanied by more of the eel pastries. The other's conversations are occasionally interrupted by a hearty belch now and then.
Nyli: Gideon doesn't appear to think before he makes his answer, "It would have to be my half brother Roland. He was none to happy when my father left me this land in his will. How he is doing the things he is doing? I'm not sure, but I had heard rumors he had been dealing with dark forces to gain power. I'm beginning to think those rumors were correct."
Jelbys: Grundy is almost taken aback at your question, "Why of course my good lady, Lord Gideon never turns anyone away. We have always made accommodations for those passing by in the night. I'll go make your rooms ready for you right now."
(OOC: You don't see anything out of the ordinary, the dining room is very nice and luxuriously laid out. Is there anything you are looking for in particular?)
Ivan: Gideon grins at you, "I see you are enjoying the mead, we have atleast two more casks in the cellar below, so drink up"
All: As the night drags on, Gideon looks each one of you over. Settling on Jelbys, he nods to himself and steps over to you. "You must be the warrior of this group am I right? Your physique is a sight to behold! Are you fond of wrestling by chance? I have a manservant that truly enjoys wrestling, can't get enough of it. He likes to wrestle with our guests from time to time. Would you be up for the challenge?"
Before Lord Gideon went to arrange pit-fight for Jelbys, Nyli asked if it is possible to somehow make contact with the troublesome brother. It seemed he was the target of the expedition or at least the only lead to investigate.
Meili Liang Lvl 5 Monk
Dice
Jelbys looks over Gideon, and asks about the manservant, "How big is he? I want to make sure its a challenge worth my time."
OOC: I was just looking to see if there was anything out of the ordinary I could see.
Gideon grins and says, "He's a decent size I would think, just please ignore the face, he's a bit sensitive about it. He had a terrible childhood accident."
He calls down one of the halls, "Magnus, can you join us in the dining room please?" Seconds later, In walks Magnus, a large bulky man wearing robes, around six and a half feet tall with a face that is a horrible mess of scars. He enters the room and one by one looks at each one of you without speaking and then nods to Gideon.
Pointing to a large soft rug at the end of the dining table, Gideon says, "Perhaps wagers are in order? I have idea what the outcome would be here, so would anyone care to bet on the match? Fifty gold perhaps?"
Jelbys walks over to Magnus, and begins walking around him. As she takes in his size and realizes the opportunity provided to her, a smirk comes across her face.
She takes off her chain mail and disrobes down to her under-garments, revealing her small but very well defined frame. "Does anyone have oil for the match? Oh and Ivan you'll want make sure you tend to any injury he may suffer from after the match is over."
OOC: She's like 5'3" lol, hopefully she doesn't get ******* squashed.
Ivan salutes Jelbys with his mug. He pushes out from the table with a finale satisfied belch and walks out to better view the impending match. He says,"I shall be ready to heal any who need it indeed."
Gideon laughs, "Now that's the spirit! I was serious about that wager as well, 50 gp on Magnus!"
Magnus seems to show no emotion through the mess of scars on his face, he merely removes his robe revealing the fact he is currently only wearing a loin cloth and takes his spot on the soft rug seemingly placed here for this purpose.
Gideon nods at Jelbys, "You may begin when ready."
(OOC: Standard grappling rules, Magnus appears to be waiting for you to make the first move.)
Jelbys lunges with the full force of her weight at Magnus, attempting to knock him off balance.
Athletics check:20 (unnatural 20)
Magnus braces himself for the attack.... and get's bowled over by Jelbys to the ground hard.
6
Magnus flexes his muscles and attempts to break your hold on him.
20
Jelbys resists his muscles as best she can in her current position.
14
Magnus breaks the hold Jelbys had on him and attempts one of his own, grabbing her arms and attempting to pin them behind her and roll her face down on the rug.
Athletics Roll: 9
While this is going on Gideon is cheering, oddly enough, for both sides. You get the idea he enjoys the match regardless of who is winning.
When Jelbys had bowled Magnus over, he had cheered excitedly, "Now that's the spirit, give him one hell of a fight!"
When Magnus breaks her hold, he cheers as well, "That's right Magnus my boy, show her who's boss!"
Gideon raises his mug of mead to toast Ivan, Nyli, and NetherArc, "You folks sure know how to have fun!"
Jelbys attempts to deftly avoid the grab and use his momentum to put him into another lock.
Athletics: 8
Jelbys tries to avoid Magnus' grip, but he narrowly manages to grab her before she can twist away and come back at him. He flips her over face down on the rug with her arms in a lock behind her back.
Gideon gasps in shock and then kneels on the ground nearby to referee the potential end of the match. "Come on girl, you aren't beaten yet are you?"
He winks at Jelbys and slaps the ground, "One...!"
Jelbys feels her anger boil over as she is pinned down by this hulking mass of muscle, she yells at Magnus, "Get yourself off of me you hideous beast of a man!".
She attempts to escape his grasp.
Athletics: 18
Natural 20