The crowd bursts into a loud roar outside as the spectacle unfolds in the mirror.
Gewonnt swoops in to strike at the Baryk's mount. Barryk Reacts with his readied attack. The shot is good inspite of the difficulty of very close range. Gewonnt Reacts to snatch the arrow out of the air with his quick reflexes.
Baryk leaps out of Gewonnt's reach. Gewonnt isn't able to react. Baryk puts an arrow into Gewonnt that penetrates his psyche. As Gewonnt falls to the ground, Baryk drops in and deliver another unnecessary blow. Gewonnt is unable to defend against these two arrows.
The crowd is stunned...
Then they roar to life as Basil drops into the arena to present the victor.
Fontanne purchases the armor and instruments, thanks the shopkeepers, and returns to the Glory. She goes to her room* to change--no peeking!--then goes back to the main room to party like it's 1999** celebrate her team's victory.
She leads with Níl Sé'n Lá to set up the mood, accompanying herself on her new fiddle.
Chuaigh mé isteach i dteach aréir Is d'iarr mé cairde ar mhnaoi an leanna. Is é dúirt sí liom "Ní bhfaighidh tú deor. Buail an bóthar is gabh abhaile
I came by a house last night And told the woman I am staying I said to her "The moon is bright And my fiddle’s tuned for playing"
Tell me that the night is long Tell me that the moon is glowing Fill my glass, I'll sing a song And we’ll start the music flowing
Never mind the rising light There's no sign of day or dawning In my heart it's still the night And we'll stay here till the morning
Níl sé ina lá, níl a ghrá, Níl sé ina lá is ní bheidh go maidin, Níl sé ina lá is ní bheidh go fóill, Solas ard atá sa ghealaigh.
It's not day for yet awhile I can see the starlight shining Níl sé ina lá is ní bheidh go fóill, Solas ard atá sa ghealaigh.
Fill the glasses one more time And never heed the empty bottle Turn the water into wine And turn the party up full throttle
Don't go out into the cold Where the wind and rain are blowing For the fire is flaming gold And in here the music's flowing
Níl sé ina lá, níl a ghrá, Níl sé ina lá is ní bheidh go maidin, Níl sé ina lá is ní bheidh go fóill, Solas ard atá sa ghealaigh.
Tell me that the night is long Tell me that the moon is gleaming Fill my glass, I’ll sing a song And we'll keep the music streaming Until all the songs are sung
Níl sé ina lá, níl a ghrá, Níl sé ina lá is ní bheidh go maidin, Níl sé ina lá is ní bheidh go fóill, Solas ard atá sa ghealaigh.
Níl sé ina lá, níl a ghrá, Níl sé ina lá is ní bheidh go maidin, Níl sé ina lá is ní bheidh go fóill, Solas ard atá sa ghealaigh.
[Instrumental]
Níl sé ina lá, níl a ghrá, Níl sé ina lá is ní bheidh go maidin, Níl sé ina lá is ní bheidh go fóill, Solas ard atá sa ghealaigh.
Níl sé ina lá, níl a ghrá, Níl sé ina lá is ní bheidh go maidin, Níl sé ina lá is ní bheidh go fóill, Solas ard atá sa ghealaigh.
Almost bursting with energy, she calls for Daisy and Lawrie to join her in Téir Abhaile Riú.
[1]Look how the lights of the town the lights of the town are shining now Tonight I'll be dancing around I'm off on the road to Galway now
[2]Look how she's off on the town She's off on a search for sailors though There's fine fellas here to be found She's never been one to stay at home
[3]Home you'll go and it's there you'll stay And you've work to do in the morning Give up your dream of going away Forget your sailors in Galway Téir abhaile riú, téir abhaile riú Téir abhaile riú Mhearai Téir abhail gus fan sa bhaile Mar tá do mhargadh déanta
[1]Come now and follow me down Down to the lights of Galway where There's fine sailors walking the town And waiting to meet the ladies there
[3]Watch now he'll soon be along He's finer than any sailor so Come on now pick up your spoons He's waiting to hear you play them WHOOO!
[2]Here today and she's gone tomorrow And next she's going to Galway Jiggin' around and off to town And won't be back until morning
Téir abhaile riú, téir abhaile riú Téir abhaile riú Mhearai Téir abhail gus fan sa bhaile Mar tá do mhargadh déanta
[1]Off with a spring in my step The sailors are searching Galway for A young lady such as myself For reels and jigs and maybe more
[2, 3]Stay here and never you mind The lights of the town are blinding you The sailors they come and they go But listen to what's reminding you
[1]Handsome men surrounding you Dancing a reel around you
[2, 3]Home you'll go and it's there you'll stay And you've work to do in the morning Give up your dream of going away Forget your sailors in Galway
Téir abhaile riú, téir abhaile riú Téir abhaile riú Mhearai Téir abhail gus fan sa bhaile Mar tá do mhargadh déanta
[1]Listen to the music flow I'm falling for the flow of home I'm home to dance till dawning
Téir abhaile riú, téir abhaile riú Téir abhaile riú Mhearai Téir abhail gus fan sa bhaile Mar tá do mhargadh déanta
Stay a while and we'll dance together now As the light is falling We'll reel away till the break of day And dance together till morning
Téir abhaile riú, téir abhaile riú Téir abhaile riú Mhearai Téir abhail gus fan sa bhaile Mar tá do mhargadh déanta Téir abhaile riú, téir abhaile riú Téir abhaile riú Mhearai Téir abhail gus fan sa bhaile Mar tá do mhargadh déanta Do Mhargadh de--do mhargadh déanta
She follows them with Spanish Lady and Bean Pháidín, though not necessarily with backup singers. Then, for Dúlamán, she switches to her new bodhran ((Celtic hand drum)), chanting, "Dúlamán, dúlamán gaelach,"a few times while she sets the tune up, then tours the tables and bar during the actual song, flirting*** with Baryk ((I assume he's here, whether this is before or after his match with Gewonnt)) and Lawrence in the process.
A 'níon mhín ó, sin anall na fir shúirí A mháithairin mhín ó, cuir na roithléan go dtí mé
Dúlamán na binne buí, dúlamán Gaelach Dúlamán na farraige, b'fhearr a bhí in Éirinn
Tá ceann buí óir ar an dúlamán gaelach Tá dhá chluais mhaol ar an dúlamán maorach
Bróga breaca dubha ar an dúlamán gaelach Tá bearéad agus triús ar an dúlamán maorach
Dúlamán na binne buí, dúlamán Gaelach Dúlamán na farraige, b'fhearr a bhí in Éirinn
Tá ceann buí óir ar an dúlamán gaelach Tá dhá chluais mhaol ar an dúlamán maorach
Bróga breaca dubha ar an dúlamán gaelach Tá bearéad agus triús ar an dúlamán maorach
Dúlamán na binne buí, dúlamán Gaelach Dúlamán na farraige, b'fhearr a bhí in Éirinn
Tá ceann buí óir ar an dúlamán gaelach Tá dhá chluais mhaol ar an dúlamán maorach
Bróga breaca dubha ar an dúlamán gaelach Tá bearéad agus triús ar an dúlamán maorach
Góide a thug na tíre thú? arsa an dúlamán gaelach Ag súirí le do níon, arsa an dúlamán maorach
Rachaimid chun Niúir leis an dúlamán gaelach Ceannóimid bróga daora ar an dúlamán maorach
Dúlamán na binne buí, dúlamán Gaelach Dúlamán na farraige, b'fhearr a bhí in Éirinn
Tá ceann buí óir ar an dúlamán gaelach Tá dhá chluais mhaol ar an dúlamán maorach
Bróga breaca dubha ar an dúlamán gaelach Tá bearéad agus triús ar an dúlamán maorach
Ó chuir mé scéala chuici, go gceannóinn cíor dí 'Sé'n scéal a chuir sí chugam, go raibh a ceann cíortha
Dúlamán na binne buí, dúlamán Gaelach Dúlamán na farraige, b'fhearr a bhí in Éirinn
Tá ceann buí óir ar an dúlamán gaelach Tá dhá chluais mhaol ar an dúlamán maorach
Bróga breaca dubha ar an dúlamán gaelach Tá bearéad agus triús ar an dúlamán maorach
Cha bhfaigheann tú mo 'níon, arsa an dúlamán gaelach Bheul, fuadóidh mé liom í, arsa an dúlamán maorach
Dúlamán na binne buí, dúlamán Gaelach
Dúlamán na binne buí, dúlamán Gaelach Dúlamán na farraige, b'fhearr a bhí in Éirinn
Tá ceann buí óir ar an dúlamán gaelach Tá dhá chluais mhaol ar an dúlamán maorach
Bróga breaca dubha ar an dúlamán gaelach Tá bearéad agus triús ar an dúlamán maorach
Dúlamán na binne buí, dúlamán Gaelach Dúlamán na farraige, b'fhearr a bhí, b'fhearr a bhí Dúlamán na binne buí, dúlamán Gaelach Dúlamán na farraige, b'fhearr a bhí, b'fhearr a bhí B'fhearr a bhí in Éirinn
When the song ends, she goes to the bar and, a bit out of breath, asks--and pays--for two glasses of "whatever the strongest acoholic beverage in the area is," relinquishing the spotlight to the bard.
((*She has a room primarily for the sheer novelty of sleeping in an actual bed. With sheets. Not underwater.))
((**Let's hear it for The Former Artist Formerly Known As The Artist Formerly Known As Prince! On second thought, let's not; that much breath would be better used inflating a lead zeppelin.))
((***She only learned of flirting recently, so she's not exactly what you might call subtle. She's too busy singing to talk or kiss, though.))
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"Any society that would give up a little liberty to gain a little security will deserve neither and lose both" -- allegedly Benjamin Franklin
Garrock, what were the odds of Baryk beating Gewonnt? Was it 1-1 or 2-1?
(About 20-1)
Gewonnt walks into the bar, his feathers bloodied and ruffled. He hears Fontanne singing, which cheers him up slightly. When he sees Baryk, he turns and walks straight back out the door. He leaves arrow splinters behind him on the floor. Gewonnt goes around town looking for Potter's Tools.
Investigation: 17
Once he finds them, he returns to his room in the Coliseum and makes a mug covered in curving lines of orange, like waves of fire. He then returns to the Glory, trying to avoid being noticed by anyone.
Horatio Hirschfeld - Squire imbued with fae powers, in the Coliseum of Conquest (W2/L1) DM for Reavers of Harkenwold, and sometimes The Fighting Grounds of the Coliseum
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As soon as Argoth collects his money he'll head into town to collect some smithing tools. While he's in town he'll look for some more hired work and finds a wonderful fellow mountain dwarf with whom he was friends with back home. They have some small talk and after seeing his friend is well capable offers him the job. His friend is more than happy to accept especially since it'll mean he gets to watch the arena battles for free and meet the champions. After finding his friend he'll buy some smithing tools for his friend as well.
(The NPC's name is Stirge Ironfist and he gets to keep all money he makes working -28g pieces. The NPC is basically to cover for me while Argoth is in the arena)
Perception check if needed: 7
Argoth will pay up the needed 40g for the smithing supplies, 7g to join the local smith's guild, and either 1000g to open up my own shop or 100g+21g to rent a space (it all depends on how much money I make from my bet on Baryk)
Neither noticed Gewonnt. Eldin continues to help out serve customers and the Ranger continues to drink his ale. (With a Stealth of 23, I doubt any of the servers will have noticed either)
After a while, Eldin walks off to town and tries to find a book on Necromancy (specifically raising skeletons and just skeletons in general)
Investigation: 6
(Damn it. Well, at least these rolls were just RP based and nothing important)
Neither noticed Gewonnt. Eldin continues to help out serve customers and the Ranger continues to drink his ale. (With a Stealth of 23, I doubt any of the servers will have noticed either)
After a while, Eldin walks off to town and tries to find a book on Necromancy (specifically raising skeletons and just skeletons in general)
Investigation: 7
(Damn it. Well, at least these rolls were just RP based and nothing important)
Unfortunately not finding the Necromancy books means when a necromancer latter takes your 2 best friends prisoner and makes you choose between them you can't trade the book to save both of them
(I'll be gone for a couple days, so just imagine Gewonnt is sneaking around in embarrassment until I get back.)
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Horatio Hirschfeld - Squire imbued with fae powers, in the Coliseum of Conquest (W2/L1) DM for Reavers of Harkenwold, and sometimes The Fighting Grounds of the Coliseum
This post has potentially manipulated dice roll results.
Alright Argoth sets up shop (he has to rent) and begins trying to get the attention of anyone in need of blacksmithing or armory services. (Stirge will assist with the check)
6
7
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The crowd bursts into a loud roar outside as the spectacle unfolds in the mirror.
Gewonnt swoops in to strike at the Baryk's mount. Barryk Reacts with his readied attack. The shot is good inspite of the difficulty of very close range. Gewonnt Reacts to snatch the arrow out of the air with his quick reflexes.
Baryk leaps out of Gewonnt's reach. Gewonnt isn't able to react. Baryk puts an arrow into Gewonnt that penetrates his psyche. As Gewonnt falls to the ground, Baryk drops in and deliver another unnecessary blow. Gewonnt is unable to defend against these two arrows.
The crowd is stunned...
Then they roar to life as Basil drops into the arena to present the victor.
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Josias, Such a thing exists but you won't be able to find it, except as a prize.
The next match will be posted for current level-2 fighters after initiative is resolved for the level-1 battle.
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Toren, you won't want to bet on Baryk in his next fight. =P
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The ranger sees the battle on the mirror. "Damn! That bartender is something else entirely." He says as he drinks some elvish ale.
Fontanne purchases the armor and instruments, thanks the shopkeepers, and returns to the Glory. She goes to her room* to change--no peeking!--then goes back to the main room to
party like it's 1999** celebrate her team's victory.She leads with Níl Sé'n Lá to set up the mood, accompanying herself on her new fiddle.
Chuaigh mé isteach i dteach aréir
Is d'iarr mé cairde ar mhnaoi an leanna.
Is é dúirt sí liom "Ní bhfaighidh tú deor.
Buail an bóthar is gabh abhaile
I came by a house last night
And told the woman I am staying
I said to her "The moon is bright
And my fiddle’s tuned for playing"
Tell me that the night is long
Tell me that the moon is glowing
Fill my glass, I'll sing a song
And we’ll start the music flowing
Never mind the rising light
There's no sign of day or dawning
In my heart it's still the night
And we'll stay here till the morning
Níl sé ina lá, níl a ghrá,
Níl sé ina lá is ní bheidh go maidin,
Níl sé ina lá is ní bheidh go fóill,
Solas ard atá sa ghealaigh.
It's not day for yet awhile
I can see the starlight shining
Níl sé ina lá is ní bheidh go fóill,
Solas ard atá sa ghealaigh.
Fill the glasses one more time
And never heed the empty bottle
Turn the water into wine
And turn the party up full throttle
Don't go out into the cold
Where the wind and rain are blowing
For the fire is flaming gold
And in here the music's flowing
Níl sé ina lá, níl a ghrá,
Níl sé ina lá is ní bheidh go maidin,
Níl sé ina lá is ní bheidh go fóill,
Solas ard atá sa ghealaigh.
Tell me that the night is long
Tell me that the moon is gleaming
Fill my glass, I’ll sing a song
And we'll keep the music streaming
Until all the songs are sung
Níl sé ina lá, níl a ghrá,
Níl sé ina lá is ní bheidh go maidin,
Níl sé ina lá is ní bheidh go fóill,
Solas ard atá sa ghealaigh.
Níl sé ina lá, níl a ghrá,
Níl sé ina lá is ní bheidh go maidin,
Níl sé ina lá is ní bheidh go fóill,
Solas ard atá sa ghealaigh.
[Instrumental]
Níl sé ina lá, níl a ghrá,
Níl sé ina lá is ní bheidh go maidin,
Níl sé ina lá is ní bheidh go fóill,
Solas ard atá sa ghealaigh.
Níl sé ina lá, níl a ghrá,
Níl sé ina lá is ní bheidh go maidin,
Níl sé ina lá is ní bheidh go fóill,
Solas ard atá sa ghealaigh.
Almost bursting with energy, she calls for Daisy and Lawrie to join her in Téir Abhaile Riú.
[1]Look how the lights of the town
the lights of the town are shining now
Tonight I'll be dancing around
I'm off on the road to Galway now
[2]Look how she's off on the town
She's off on a search for sailors though
There's fine fellas here to be found
She's never been one to stay at home
[3]Home you'll go and it's there you'll stay
And you've work to do in the morning
Give up your dream of going away
Forget your sailors in Galway
Téir abhaile riú, téir abhaile riú
Téir abhaile riú Mhearai
Téir abhail gus fan sa bhaile
Mar tá do mhargadh déanta
[1]Come now and follow me down
Down to the lights of Galway where
There's fine sailors walking the town
And waiting to meet the ladies there
[3]Watch now he'll soon be along
He's finer than any sailor so
Come on now pick up your spoons
He's waiting to hear you play them WHOOO!
[2]Here today and she's gone tomorrow
And next she's going to Galway
Jiggin' around and off to town
And won't be back until morning
Téir abhaile riú, téir abhaile riú
Téir abhaile riú Mhearai
Téir abhail gus fan sa bhaile
Mar tá do mhargadh déanta
[1]Off with a spring in my step
The sailors are searching Galway for
A young lady such as myself
For reels and jigs and maybe more
[2, 3]Stay here and never you mind
The lights of the town are blinding you
The sailors they come and they go
But listen to what's reminding you
[1]Handsome men surrounding you
Dancing a reel around you
[2, 3]Home you'll go and it's there you'll stay
And you've work to do in the morning
Give up your dream of going away
Forget your sailors in Galway
Téir abhaile riú, téir abhaile riú
Téir abhaile riú Mhearai
Téir abhail gus fan sa bhaile
Mar tá do mhargadh déanta
[1]Listen to the music flow
I'm falling for the flow of home
I'm home to dance till dawning
Téir abhaile riú, téir abhaile riú
Téir abhaile riú Mhearai
Téir abhail gus fan sa bhaile
Mar tá do mhargadh déanta
Stay a while and we'll dance together now
As the light is falling
We'll reel away till the break of day
And dance together till morning
Téir abhaile riú, téir abhaile riú
Téir abhaile riú Mhearai
Téir abhail gus fan sa bhaile
Mar tá do mhargadh déanta
Téir abhaile riú, téir abhaile riú
Téir abhaile riú Mhearai
Téir abhail gus fan sa bhaile
Mar tá do mhargadh déanta
Do Mhargadh de--do mhargadh déanta
She follows them with Spanish Lady and Bean Pháidín, though not necessarily with backup singers. Then, for Dúlamán, she switches to her new bodhran ((Celtic hand drum)), chanting, "Dúlamán, dúlamán gaelach," a few times while she sets the tune up, then tours the tables and bar during the actual song, flirting*** with Baryk ((I assume he's here, whether this is before or after his match with Gewonnt)) and Lawrence in the process.
A 'níon mhín ó, sin anall na fir shúirí
A mháithairin mhín ó, cuir na roithléan go dtí mé
Dúlamán na binne buí, dúlamán Gaelach
Dúlamán na farraige, b'fhearr a bhí in Éirinn
Tá ceann buí óir ar an dúlamán gaelach
Tá dhá chluais mhaol ar an dúlamán maorach
Bróga breaca dubha ar an dúlamán gaelach
Tá bearéad agus triús ar an dúlamán maorach
Dúlamán na binne buí, dúlamán Gaelach
Dúlamán na farraige, b'fhearr a bhí in Éirinn
Tá ceann buí óir ar an dúlamán gaelach
Tá dhá chluais mhaol ar an dúlamán maorach
Bróga breaca dubha ar an dúlamán gaelach
Tá bearéad agus triús ar an dúlamán maorach
Dúlamán na binne buí, dúlamán Gaelach
Dúlamán na farraige, b'fhearr a bhí in Éirinn
Tá ceann buí óir ar an dúlamán gaelach
Tá dhá chluais mhaol ar an dúlamán maorach
Bróga breaca dubha ar an dúlamán gaelach
Tá bearéad agus triús ar an dúlamán maorach
Góide a thug na tíre thú? arsa an dúlamán gaelach
Ag súirí le do níon, arsa an dúlamán maorach
Rachaimid chun Niúir leis an dúlamán gaelach
Ceannóimid bróga daora ar an dúlamán maorach
Dúlamán na binne buí, dúlamán Gaelach
Dúlamán na farraige, b'fhearr a bhí in Éirinn
Tá ceann buí óir ar an dúlamán gaelach
Tá dhá chluais mhaol ar an dúlamán maorach
Bróga breaca dubha ar an dúlamán gaelach
Tá bearéad agus triús ar an dúlamán maorach
Ó chuir mé scéala chuici, go gceannóinn cíor dí
'Sé'n scéal a chuir sí chugam, go raibh a ceann cíortha
Dúlamán na binne buí, dúlamán Gaelach
Dúlamán na farraige, b'fhearr a bhí in Éirinn
Tá ceann buí óir ar an dúlamán gaelach
Tá dhá chluais mhaol ar an dúlamán maorach
Bróga breaca dubha ar an dúlamán gaelach
Tá bearéad agus triús ar an dúlamán maorach
Cha bhfaigheann tú mo 'níon, arsa an dúlamán gaelach
Bheul, fuadóidh mé liom í, arsa an dúlamán maorach
Dúlamán na binne buí, dúlamán Gaelach
Dúlamán na binne buí, dúlamán Gaelach
Dúlamán na farraige, b'fhearr a bhí in Éirinn
Tá ceann buí óir ar an dúlamán gaelach
Tá dhá chluais mhaol ar an dúlamán maorach
Bróga breaca dubha ar an dúlamán gaelach
Tá bearéad agus triús ar an dúlamán maorach
Dúlamán na binne buí, dúlamán Gaelach
Dúlamán na farraige, b'fhearr a bhí, b'fhearr a bhí
Dúlamán na binne buí, dúlamán Gaelach
Dúlamán na farraige, b'fhearr a bhí, b'fhearr a bhí
B'fhearr a bhí in Éirinn
When the song ends, she goes to the bar and, a bit out of breath, asks--and pays--for two glasses of "whatever the strongest acoholic beverage in the area is," relinquishing the spotlight to the bard.
((*She has a room primarily for the sheer novelty of sleeping in an actual bed. With sheets. Not underwater.))
((**Let's hear it for The Former Artist Formerly Known As The Artist Formerly Known As Prince! On second thought, let's not; that much breath would be better used inflating a lead zeppelin.))
((***She only learned of flirting recently, so she's not exactly what you might call subtle. She's too busy singing to talk or kiss, though.))
"Any society that would give up a little liberty to gain a little security will deserve neither and lose both" -- allegedly Benjamin Franklin
Tooltips (Help/aid)
Eldin enjoys the singing and claps when Fontanne finishes.
The hunter cheers and grabs another mug of elvish ale. He seems to really prefer this particular brand of ale over other forms of alcohol.
Garrock, what were the odds of Baryk beating Gewonnt? Was it 1-1 or 2-1?
Horatio Hirschfeld - Squire imbued with fae powers, in the Coliseum of Conquest (W2/L1)
DM for Reavers of Harkenwold, and sometimes The Fighting Grounds of the Coliseum
As soon as Argoth collects his money he'll head into town to collect some smithing tools. While he's in town he'll look for some more hired work and finds a wonderful fellow mountain dwarf with whom he was friends with back home. They have some small talk and after seeing his friend is well capable offers him the job. His friend is more than happy to accept especially since it'll mean he gets to watch the arena battles for free and meet the champions. After finding his friend he'll buy some smithing tools for his friend as well.
(The NPC's name is Stirge Ironfist and he gets to keep all money he makes working -28g pieces. The NPC is basically to cover for me while Argoth is in the arena)
Perception check if needed: 7
Argoth will pay up the needed 40g for the smithing supplies, 7g to join the local smith's guild, and either 1000g to open up my own shop or 100g+21g to rent a space (it all depends on how much money I make from my bet on Baryk)
Maybe I'll talk to people and ask if they know any places where I can get smithing tools....
Perception 12 (Eldin)
Perception 15 (Ranger)
Neither noticed Gewonnt. Eldin continues to help out serve customers and the Ranger continues to drink his ale. (With a Stealth of 23, I doubt any of the servers will have noticed either)
After a while, Eldin walks off to town and tries to find a book on Necromancy (specifically raising skeletons and just skeletons in general)
Investigation: 6
(Damn it. Well, at least these rolls were just RP based and nothing important)
(I was taken by the medical team. Where would I end up?)
The medical ward.
Marvarax and Sora (Dragonborn) The retired fighter and WIP scholar - Glory
Brythel(Dwarf), The dwarf with a gun - survival at sea
Jaylin(Human), Paladin of Lathander's Ancient ways - The Seven Saints (Azura Claw)
Urselles(Goblin), Cleric of Eldath- The Wizard's challenge
Viclas Tyrin(Half Elf), Student of the Elven arts- Indrafatmoko's Defiance in Phlan
(I'll be gone for a couple days, so just imagine Gewonnt is sneaking around in embarrassment until I get back.)
Horatio Hirschfeld - Squire imbued with fae powers, in the Coliseum of Conquest (W2/L1)
DM for Reavers of Harkenwold, and sometimes The Fighting Grounds of the Coliseum
You do whatever you want.
(well there is a doc in there you could talk to . or just get up and go where you want. like{ooc i goto the tavern for a drink after waking up })
you some times you feel like hitting a human with another human
Alright sweet, that means I made 422g
Alright Argoth sets up shop (he has to rent) and begins trying to get the attention of anyone in need of blacksmithing or armory services. (Stirge will assist with the check)
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(use the higher roll)