”A job would be nice, as it appears that I can not find any brothers of the faith, and therefor can not access my line of credit. Well, friends, what might you have in mind for this ‘job’?”
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Alax wanders in behind them.
perception 17
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There aren’t really any restrictions. Most sentient species around this place are pretty much just human peasants. There are a couple Dwarves, Elves, and Orks here and there, but they’re outcasts and pretty rare. You guys are outsiders to this area, but you know some about it. (Mainly what I’ve told you about it) You start with basic equipment like leather armor and longbow or hand axe, etc.
Yes, this is filled up, but I’ve included you. There is Dalekhead, Nschrock, DirtyDog P, Ahzehk Ahriman, and you.
(This is to RemCultist, forgot to quote them, sorry)
Got it. I've created a character, and I'll start introducing her one you confirm the character is alright - the only thing that I took from UA was The Genie, but if you didn't want any Unearthed Arcana, I'll redo my character - https://ddb.ac/characters/30377447/FpG8dV
You walk into the inn and take a look around. The journey here was tiring, so you don’t notice much, except for Sylvalur, who seems the most awake. You notice that nobody seems to find you out of the ordinary, dispite that you’re obviously not from around here. The inn is a simple one, a couple tables and a bar with a soft looking bartender, then stairs leading up to the rooms. There are enough windows to light the room on a normal day, but the fog and clouds make the inn seem quiet and gloomy. There are, however, plenty of open barstools and tables to sit at. All in all, nothing seems out of the ordinary, just a bit eerie due to the weather.
(RemCultist - I’m cool with Ekane, no changes needed)
Alax sits at the bar, and looks at the bartender. “Your finest Schrishian wine please, sir.”
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As the Eladrin orders his wine, a female half-orc in dark clothing sits next a few seats down from the Eladrin. Turning to look at the bartender, the half-orc speaks up. "A cider for me, please."
OOC: The female half-orc is wearing dark common clothing, with a hood that is let down. She has brown hair, which is partly braided, and partly hanging loose, reaching down to her midsection, pale grey skin, and two fangs jutting out of her purple lips. She's rather slender for a half-orc, and doesn't seem as tall as other half-orcs you may have seen before. She could almost pass for a regular human, were it not for the fangs and grey skin. (Here's the art I got the idea from:)
“Greetings traveler” Alax calls over, although you can clearly see a small sneer on their face as they take in your clothing.
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“Hm. Simpletons and there lack of manners.” They mutter
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Hearing this, the half-orc smiles, although there isn't much humor in it. "My apologies, but I assumed you weren't speaking to me. With that look, I had assumed you were greeting another of your proud kind, and I was simply in the way."
(*sigh* I forgot how much fun it is to play someone who thinks they are better than everyone else. Sorry if this gets a bit annoying, they’ll stop being a jerk after a bit)
”I apologize. I was simply... processing, this new environment.” They said, forced pacifism thick on their voice.
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(Okay, good. They tend to dislike people not of the faith, but they will warm up to someone who has proved to be respect worthy)
”You haven’t the slightest inkling, I assure you.”
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“Well, due to your insistence, I assumed you would come up with something.” Alax says, bored.
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Meilanann sits, casually throwing one arm over the back of his chair after smoothing the hair off of his forehead. "Alax, stop antagonizing the lady and come sit. We're here to help, not harm." The half-elf grins. "Sylvalur has promised a king's breakfast, but if you're not a good little boy, you won't get any," he teases. "Plus, Dorceran's about to start chewing on something, and it might be you if you don't quiet down."
Sylvalur laughs heartily at this "well said Meilanann" and he slips into a chair between the Half Orc and the Paladin. "Let's play nicely, we could use people on our side not against us".
He retrieves his purse, as he looks around "this place is so creepy. I love it". He return his gaze to the bartender and once again smiles broadly "breakfast and a drink for all, including the lady, ale for me" he says to the bartender, "then please tell me all that you can about this fog, outpost calden and when in this town we might get some supplies, many thanks my good sir."
((Could we put our character names in our signatures? It helps to know who is who more easily))
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Oh yeah, I’m in bois!
”A job would be nice, as it appears that I can not find any brothers of the faith, and therefor can not access my line of credit. Well, friends, what might you have in mind for this ‘job’?”
she/it pronouns
I watch. I wait. I listen. I like roleplaying games. Avid fan of messed up homebrew and horror rpgs. Lancer>dnd5e, go read Kill Six Billion Demons. I will shoot you with my transgenderification beam pew pew
Meilanann enters the inn and takes a long around.
Perception: 7
Sylvalur follows, "lets get out of this fog, breakfast first, then we can work out the next steps" he casts a wary eye around the inn.
Perception: 16
Alax wanders in behind them.
perception 17
she/it pronouns
I watch. I wait. I listen. I like roleplaying games. Avid fan of messed up homebrew and horror rpgs. Lancer>dnd5e, go read Kill Six Billion Demons. I will shoot you with my transgenderification beam pew pew
Got it. I've created a character, and I'll start introducing her one you confirm the character is alright - the only thing that I took from UA was The Genie, but if you didn't want any Unearthed Arcana, I'll redo my character - https://ddb.ac/characters/30377447/FpG8dV
Sylcan Naïlo - Eladrin Blood Hunter - DragonDenn's Dragonlords | Althaea Sylvaranth - Wood Elf Druid - JorvikDave's Storm King's Thunder | Ekane - Half-orc Warlock - Murk Over Gladerown | Aoth Meliamne - Aasimar Sorcerer - WoobyDoobyDoo's Vraleon
I also DM RemCultist's Frozen Sick
Sylvalur-
https://www.dndbeyond.com/profile/Dalekhead/characters/29080294
You walk into the inn and take a look around. The journey here was tiring, so you don’t notice much, except for Sylvalur, who seems the most awake. You notice that nobody seems to find you out of the ordinary, dispite that you’re obviously not from around here. The inn is a simple one, a couple tables and a bar with a soft looking bartender, then stairs leading up to the rooms. There are enough windows to light the room on a normal day, but the fog and clouds make the inn seem quiet and gloomy. There are, however, plenty of open barstools and tables to sit at. All in all, nothing seems out of the ordinary, just a bit eerie due to the weather.
(RemCultist - I’m cool with Ekane, no changes needed)
Don’t ever ask me to get a good charisma stat. I like watching my characters’ social lives disintegrate.
Alax sits at the bar, and looks at the bartender. “Your finest Schrishian wine please, sir.”
she/it pronouns
I watch. I wait. I listen. I like roleplaying games. Avid fan of messed up homebrew and horror rpgs. Lancer>dnd5e, go read Kill Six Billion Demons. I will shoot you with my transgenderification beam pew pew
As the Eladrin orders his wine, a female half-orc in dark clothing sits next a few seats down from the Eladrin. Turning to look at the bartender, the half-orc speaks up. "A cider for me, please."
OOC: The female half-orc is wearing dark common clothing, with a hood that is let down. She has brown hair, which is partly braided, and partly hanging loose, reaching down to her midsection, pale grey skin, and two fangs jutting out of her purple lips. She's rather slender for a half-orc, and doesn't seem as tall as other half-orcs you may have seen before. She could almost pass for a regular human, were it not for the fangs and grey skin.
(Here's the art I got the idea from:)
Sylcan Naïlo - Eladrin Blood Hunter - DragonDenn's Dragonlords | Althaea Sylvaranth - Wood Elf Druid - JorvikDave's Storm King's Thunder | Ekane - Half-orc Warlock - Murk Over Gladerown | Aoth Meliamne - Aasimar Sorcerer - WoobyDoobyDoo's Vraleon
I also DM RemCultist's Frozen Sick
“Greetings traveler” Alax calls over, although you can clearly see a small sneer on their face as they take in your clothing.
she/it pronouns
I watch. I wait. I listen. I like roleplaying games. Avid fan of messed up homebrew and horror rpgs. Lancer>dnd5e, go read Kill Six Billion Demons. I will shoot you with my transgenderification beam pew pew
Glancing over at the Eladrin, the half-orc looks disinterested, and turns her attention back to the bartender.
Sylcan Naïlo - Eladrin Blood Hunter - DragonDenn's Dragonlords | Althaea Sylvaranth - Wood Elf Druid - JorvikDave's Storm King's Thunder | Ekane - Half-orc Warlock - Murk Over Gladerown | Aoth Meliamne - Aasimar Sorcerer - WoobyDoobyDoo's Vraleon
I also DM RemCultist's Frozen Sick
“Hm. Simpletons and there lack of manners.” They mutter
she/it pronouns
I watch. I wait. I listen. I like roleplaying games. Avid fan of messed up homebrew and horror rpgs. Lancer>dnd5e, go read Kill Six Billion Demons. I will shoot you with my transgenderification beam pew pew
Hearing this, the half-orc smiles, although there isn't much humor in it. "My apologies, but I assumed you weren't speaking to me. With that look, I had assumed you were greeting another of your proud kind, and I was simply in the way."
Sylcan Naïlo - Eladrin Blood Hunter - DragonDenn's Dragonlords | Althaea Sylvaranth - Wood Elf Druid - JorvikDave's Storm King's Thunder | Ekane - Half-orc Warlock - Murk Over Gladerown | Aoth Meliamne - Aasimar Sorcerer - WoobyDoobyDoo's Vraleon
I also DM RemCultist's Frozen Sick
(*sigh* I forgot how much fun it is to play someone who thinks they are better than everyone else. Sorry if this gets a bit annoying, they’ll stop being a jerk after a bit)
”I apologize. I was simply... processing, this new environment.” They said, forced pacifism thick on their voice.
she/it pronouns
I watch. I wait. I listen. I like roleplaying games. Avid fan of messed up homebrew and horror rpgs. Lancer>dnd5e, go read Kill Six Billion Demons. I will shoot you with my transgenderification beam pew pew
(No worries - this is all in-game - you aren't bothering me in the slightest (: )
Nodding, the half-orc replies. "No harm done here. I'm sure it's a different environment than the one you're used to."
Sylcan Naïlo - Eladrin Blood Hunter - DragonDenn's Dragonlords | Althaea Sylvaranth - Wood Elf Druid - JorvikDave's Storm King's Thunder | Ekane - Half-orc Warlock - Murk Over Gladerown | Aoth Meliamne - Aasimar Sorcerer - WoobyDoobyDoo's Vraleon
I also DM RemCultist's Frozen Sick
(Okay, good. They tend to dislike people not of the faith, but they will warm up to someone who has proved to be respect worthy)
”You haven’t the slightest inkling, I assure you.”
she/it pronouns
I watch. I wait. I listen. I like roleplaying games. Avid fan of messed up homebrew and horror rpgs. Lancer>dnd5e, go read Kill Six Billion Demons. I will shoot you with my transgenderification beam pew pew
“Oh my gods, shut up and get to the part where we have food, drink, and at least some idea for a job.”
Dorceran is his usual peevish self, with eyes on the prize.
Paladin - warforged - orange
“Well, due to your insistence, I assumed you would come up with something.” Alax says, bored.
she/it pronouns
I watch. I wait. I listen. I like roleplaying games. Avid fan of messed up homebrew and horror rpgs. Lancer>dnd5e, go read Kill Six Billion Demons. I will shoot you with my transgenderification beam pew pew
Meilanann sits, casually throwing one arm over the back of his chair after smoothing the hair off of his forehead. "Alax, stop antagonizing the lady and come sit. We're here to help, not harm." The half-elf grins. "Sylvalur has promised a king's breakfast, but if you're not a good little boy, you won't get any," he teases. "Plus, Dorceran's about to start chewing on something, and it might be you if you don't quiet down."
The cast as I see it:
Dalekhead: Sylvalur Eaglesworn, male half-elf rogue (more description) (character sheet)
nschrock: Dorceran Fashadan, male drow (more description) (no character sheet link shared)
DirtyDogP: Meilanann Chancellor, male half-elf wizard (more description) (character sheet)
Ahzehk Ahriman: Alax Haorik, male eladrin paladin (more description) (character sheet)
RemCultist: Ekane, female half-orc warlock (more description) (character sheet)
Sylvalur laughs heartily at this "well said Meilanann" and he slips into a chair between the Half Orc and the Paladin. "Let's play nicely, we could use people on our side not against us".
He retrieves his purse, as he looks around "this place is so creepy. I love it". He return his gaze to the bartender and once again smiles broadly "breakfast and a drink for all, including the lady, ale for me" he says to the bartender, "then please tell me all that you can about this fog, outpost calden and when in this town we might get some supplies, many thanks my good sir."
((Could we put our character names in our signatures? It helps to know who is who more easily))