"No problem, I wasn't there for any specific reason. Just finished a job to get rid of some evil and the village and the tavern were the closest to stay for the night, and to start looking for a new job."
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"grandpa" Salkur, Gnome Arti/Sorc: Forged in Chaos | Pepin, Human Arti/Cleric: Goblin horde | Mixtli, Volc Genasi Arti: Champions of the Citadel | Erix Vadalitis, Human Druid: Rising from the last war |Smithy, Human Arti: Night Ravens: Black orchids for Biscotti | Tamphalic Aliprax, Dragonborn Wizard: Chronicles of the Accursed | Doc, Dwarven Cleric (2024): Adventure at Hope's End | Abathax, Tiefling Illriger: Hunt for the Balowang | Gorin Mestel, Human Arti: Descend into Avernus
“Oh that’s what you do? Get rid of evil professionally? Wonder what that sort of occupation is called… I’ve sung a few songs about such. Actually, I was saved as a baby by such folks. Paladins.”
(@Ceo: this is a large port city, one of the largest in this world (for reference liken it to Waterdeep in scale and importance, although this is not the realms), there are probably dozens of smithies here)
The only commotion in the pub, if you can call it a commotion, is a varied group of participants and spectators around a table near the far left corner. They occasionally let out little groans of disappointment or cheers of excitement.
One of the barmaids stops at your table and asks if there's anything else she can get you. Several people leave. A halfling enters and makes his way to the table where the 'commotion' is taking place and greets some of the people there by name. The barkeep wipes some tankards with a clean cloth and adjusts various bottles behind the counter.
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"A rightful place awaits you in the Realms Above, in the Land of the Great Light. Come in peace, and live beneath the sun again, where trees and flowers grow."
— The message of Eilistraee to all decent drow.
"Run thy sword across my chains, Silver Lady, that I may join your dance.”
The closest one you find is called 'Kronk's Hammer's & Nails' and is run by a hulking half-orc who wears nothing but a kilt-like apron and is busy pounding on a sword-shaped piece of glowing hot iron.
"Busy working, no time to look at anyone standing around, what can I help you with, speak up!"
"A rightful place awaits you in the Realms Above, in the Land of the Great Light. Come in peace, and live beneath the sun again, where trees and flowers grow."
— The message of Eilistraee to all decent drow.
"Run thy sword across my chains, Silver Lady, that I may join your dance.”
Accompanying Ceo and helping carry the Hook Horror shells and hooks, Randall says, “Yes, Kronok I presume? My friend and I have some raw materials we would like to have made into useful items. Some kind of matched swords, wasn’t it, Ceo?”
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Gerrard Feldren - Human Noble in Ghosts of Saltmarsh
Kerric Brightblade - Elven Warrior in "Apocalypse"
Without looking up, "Can't help ya. Been commissioned to make and repair weapons and armor for the upcoming skirmishes with the gobbos."
Taking a spell to rest swinging the hammer and dip the heated iron he finally glances in your direction as the steam parts. Kronk has a few scars on his face, the most notable of which happens to pinch his lower lip a little. Ironically, even though he is a half-orc this manages to improve his overall appearance instead of detract from it.
Seeing you for the first time, "Oh, you lot adventurers? I can always make time for good coin." He leaves the half finished sword to cool and extends his hand, "Now what was that you said, Tiger swords, not sure I remember what those are, it's been so long since I've done custom work. Can you jog my memory a little?"
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"A rightful place awaits you in the Realms Above, in the Land of the Great Light. Come in peace, and live beneath the sun again, where trees and flowers grow."
— The message of Eilistraee to all decent drow.
"Run thy sword across my chains, Silver Lady, that I may join your dance.”
The only commotion in the pub, if you can call it a commotion, is a varied group of participants and spectators around a table near the far left corner. They occasionally let out little groans of disappointment or cheers of excitement.
One of the barmaids stops at your table and asks if there's anything else she can get you. Several people leave. A halfling enters and makes his way to the table where the 'commotion' is taking place and greets some of the people there by name. The barkeep wipes some tankards with a clean cloth and adjusts various bottles behind the counter.
Petcan gestures towards the halfling when the barmaid inquires.
“Could you tell me who that is, and what the little fuss was about?”
"Oh, that's just Rolo. He drops in from time to time to play a few rounds of 'Doubles' with the regulars. It's quite popular and easy enough to play. There's an ante to join and each takes a roll of the dice in turn, if you roll doubles on the dice you win that many coins from the pot, if not you add what you rolled to the pot. You can join or quit the game as you like, but once you add your coins to the pot they are considered lost unless you can roll doubles and win some back."
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"A rightful place awaits you in the Realms Above, in the Land of the Great Light. Come in peace, and live beneath the sun again, where trees and flowers grow."
— The message of Eilistraee to all decent drow.
"Run thy sword across my chains, Silver Lady, that I may join your dance.”
I’m very sorry for spamming that’s my bad I’m sorry
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I am part of the cult of Jerry, fear Jerry, love Jerry, be Jerry, we are Jerry. I'm really sorry that I haven't been able to Dm recently. I owe everyone a lot of apologies . I'm really sorry. I would like to start a new campaign. Message me for questions.
No worries, you're just excited and want to play really badly, I get like that sometimes. You have to be check the PbP Forum each day to see if there are any new games that are recruiting. Many of the private or closed ones will not accept new players in the middle of a campaign. Be patient and you will find games sooner or later.
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"A rightful place awaits you in the Realms Above, in the Land of the Great Light. Come in peace, and live beneath the sun again, where trees and flowers grow."
— The message of Eilistraee to all decent drow.
"Run thy sword across my chains, Silver Lady, that I may join your dance.”
Rolo passes you the dice, a pair of white 6 sided knucklebones with black pips on each surface.
"New roller! New roller coming through! I call beginner's luck, any takers."
Apparently this halfling is a real wheeler-dealer and is hoping to drum up some side bets. Only one patron, a white-bearded grandpa takes him up on it and they make a 2 silver side bet just between themselves.
(Roll 2d6 when you're ready, and you can describe any other thing you say or do in your post... for luck and such things.)
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"A rightful place awaits you in the Realms Above, in the Land of the Great Light. Come in peace, and live beneath the sun again, where trees and flowers grow."
— The message of Eilistraee to all decent drow.
"Run thy sword across my chains, Silver Lady, that I may join your dance.”
“We don’t have a lot of coin to spread around, but we do have these other pieces of Hooked Horror carapace that could be used to make some fine armor…Perhaps a trade would be in order to finance the making of these exceptional swords?” suggests Randall.
Persuasion: 19
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Gerrard Feldren - Human Noble in Ghosts of Saltmarsh
Kerric Brightblade - Elven Warrior in "Apocalypse"
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"No problem, I wasn't there for any specific reason. Just finished a job to get rid of some evil and the village and the tavern were the closest to stay for the night, and to start looking for a new job."
"grandpa" Salkur, Gnome Arti/Sorc: Forged in Chaos | Pepin, Human Arti/Cleric: Goblin horde | Mixtli, Volc Genasi Arti: Champions of the Citadel | Erix Vadalitis, Human Druid: Rising from the last war | Smithy, Human Arti: Night Ravens: Black orchids for Biscotti | Tamphalic Aliprax, Dragonborn Wizard: Chronicles of the Accursed | Doc, Dwarven Cleric (2024): Adventure at Hope's End | Abathax, Tiefling Illriger: Hunt for the Balowang | Gorin Mestel, Human Arti: Descend into Avernus
“Oh that’s what you do? Get rid of evil professionally? Wonder what that sort of occupation is called… I’ve sung a few songs about such. Actually, I was saved as a baby by such folks. Paladins.”
Paladin - warforged - orange
(I do not have the means to make the hooks myself. I was hoping I would be able to find a smithy in town?)
Farewell.
(@Ceo: this is a large port city, one of the largest in this world (for reference liken it to Waterdeep in scale and importance, although this is not the realms), there are probably dozens of smithies here)
The only commotion in the pub, if you can call it a commotion, is a varied group of participants and spectators around a table near the far left corner. They occasionally let out little groans of disappointment or cheers of excitement.
One of the barmaids stops at your table and asks if there's anything else she can get you. Several people leave. A halfling enters and makes his way to the table where the 'commotion' is taking place and greets some of the people there by name. The barkeep wipes some tankards with a clean cloth and adjusts various bottles behind the counter.
(ok, sweet. I'll take the hooks and the carapace to a smithy and get them worked on while we wait to meet the mayor.)
Farewell.
The closest one you find is called 'Kronk's Hammer's & Nails' and is run by a hulking half-orc who wears nothing but a kilt-like apron and is busy pounding on a sword-shaped piece of glowing hot iron.
"Busy working, no time to look at anyone standing around, what can I help you with, speak up!"
Randall:
Accompanying Ceo and helping carry the Hook Horror shells and hooks, Randall says, “Yes, Kronok I presume? My friend and I have some raw materials we would like to have made into useful items. Some kind of matched swords, wasn’t it, Ceo?”
Gerrard Feldren - Human Noble in Ghosts of Saltmarsh
Kerric Brightblade - Elven Warrior in "Apocalypse"
“Yes, Tiger swords, please.”
Farewell.
Without looking up, "Can't help ya. Been commissioned to make and repair weapons and armor for the upcoming skirmishes with the gobbos."
Taking a spell to rest swinging the hammer and dip the heated iron he finally glances in your direction as the steam parts. Kronk has a few scars on his face, the most notable of which happens to pinch his lower lip a little. Ironically, even though he is a half-orc this manages to improve his overall appearance instead of detract from it.
Seeing you for the first time, "Oh, you lot adventurers? I can always make time for good coin." He leaves the half finished sword to cool and extends his hand, "Now what was that you said, Tiger swords, not sure I remember what those are, it's been so long since I've done custom work. Can you jog my memory a little?"
“Erm, well, they look like this, only sharper and with a hilt.” Ceo says, holding out the hooks.
Farewell.
Petcan gestures towards the halfling when the barmaid inquires.
“Could you tell me who that is, and what the little fuss was about?”
Paladin - warforged - orange
"Oh, that's just Rolo. He drops in from time to time to play a few rounds of 'Doubles' with the regulars. It's quite popular and easy enough to play. There's an ante to join and each takes a roll of the dice in turn, if you roll doubles on the dice you win that many coins from the pot, if not you add what you rolled to the pot. You can join or quit the game as you like, but once you add your coins to the pot they are considered lost unless you can roll doubles and win some back."
I’m very sorry for spamming that’s my bad I’m sorry
I am part of the cult of Jerry, fear Jerry, love Jerry, be Jerry, we are Jerry. I'm really sorry that I haven't been able to Dm recently. I owe everyone a lot of apologies . I'm really sorry. I would like to start a new campaign. Message me for questions.
No worries, you're just excited and want to play really badly, I get like that sometimes. You have to be check the PbP Forum each day to see if there are any new games that are recruiting. Many of the private or closed ones will not accept new players in the middle of a campaign. Be patient and you will find games sooner or later.
Petcan scratches his chin and shrugs. “I have enough money to lose a gold piece and not starve, yet.”
He gets up to go join the game, putting down a gold piece. “Doubles?”
Paladin - warforged - orange
Rolo passes you the dice, a pair of white 6 sided knucklebones with black pips on each surface.
"New roller! New roller coming through! I call beginner's luck, any takers."
Apparently this halfling is a real wheeler-dealer and is hoping to drum up some side bets. Only one patron, a white-bearded grandpa takes him up on it and they make a 2 silver side bet just between themselves.
(Roll 2d6 when you're ready, and you can describe any other thing you say or do in your post... for luck and such things.)
Petcan makes a great show with the dice, calling on the divine in a sing-song nonsense rhyme he makes up on the spot.
“Double, doubles! Gods of luck! Help me roll well! Please don’t suck!”
4 4
Paladin - warforged - orange
HEY! You doubled your investment!
Farewell.
Petcan pumps a fist, collects his money and promptly uses it to buy drinks
Paladin - warforged - orange
Randall:
“We don’t have a lot of coin to spread around, but we do have these other pieces of Hooked Horror carapace that could be used to make some fine armor…Perhaps a trade would be in order to finance the making of these exceptional swords?” suggests Randall.
Persuasion: 19
Gerrard Feldren - Human Noble in Ghosts of Saltmarsh
Kerric Brightblade - Elven Warrior in "Apocalypse"