She totals out 20 gp 8 sp to the merchant and returns to the Jolly Dwarf with Reginald. Upon her return, she pays Arl for a room for the evening and returns to the table as Trem continues how much he loves Kha. She looks to Eline. “He is an adorable drunk. He might need your help getting upstairs to his room.”
After inhibitions begin to drop upon consuming a bottle or two of wine each, Kha wipes a dribble from his chin and set aside his bottle. The orc begins to rehash his position on the earlier disagreement, understanding that either is likely to change one another's mind.
"So listen, I think I've pretty straight forward in how I feel about this. But I still don't quite understand where you're comin from. What exactly have you seen in those years of yours?" Kha pick up another bottle and uncorks it with his teeth and spits it aside. "Did you loose someone you cared for to a remorhaz or something?"
Reginald returns with Rozaria and stops by Trem and Kha's rable, " Sorry to interrupt you two, but I have your equipment, Trem, I'm going to have it delivered to your room." He also gives Trem his change of 14 gold, 8 silver pieces, then heads over to the bartender to have the gear he bought delivered to the rooms.
He then settles down for quck dinner soon to be off to his room for a nights rest.
Trem thanks Reginald and continues his talk with Kha.
Not me, my parents. You know, being a rogue I'm a bit of a disappointment for them... They never told me and I'm sure they love me very much, but I still think they wanted me to be a better Elf. I guess a Remorhaz is easy to hate. To see as evil...
You know... what do you think about eggs? I mean, chicken never hurt me, right? Their eggs even less... That's it! No more eggs for me!
Not me, my parents. You know, being a rogue I'm a bit of a disappointment for them... They never told me and I'm they love me very much, but I still think they wanted me to be a better Elf. I guess a Remorhaz is easy to hate. To see as evil...
"Well, I'm definitely sorry to hear that. I lost my brother here recently to some of our tribe who turned their backs on Kord." Kha raises his bottle up towards Trem. "To those we've lost."
You know... what do you think about eggs? I mean, chicken never hurt me, right? Their eggs even less... That's it! No more eggs for me!
Kha just smirks and shakes his head. "I don't know what kind of eggs you've been eating, but I only eat the ones that pop out before the rooster is let in the henhouse."
Eline turns and watches the tipsy exchange between Kha and Trem. She hopes they can make amends, for discord and contention are what he would want from a group of people trying to upset whatever dire plot he has. Eline scoffs quietly, thinking of her father, and how he ruined and destroyed her life. Mother had been innocent, save for what little knowledge she had of father's schemes. He couldn't have anyone meddling in his plotting, so it was easy for him to off her. He had been so perfect in the execution of his plotting, and yet, had one final loose end that he couldn't quite get rid of:
Eline.
Inadvertently, her hands ball into fists, and tremble slightly with wrath. Eline wanted nothing more than to exact justice on her father, and put an end to his evil. She couldn't quite discern, but she felt, in her heart of hearts, that he was somehow involved with the Frigid Woe. But...she just couldn't put her finger on it as to how.
She looks at Trem and Kha. Trem, though a thief of sorts, seemed such a charming and good-hearted elf. She couldn't help but think that despite his roguish nature, there was some good deep down. That's what she saw in him.
Kha, the ever-present bastion of Kord, was very much the opposite of Trem in terms of morality. Straight as an arrow, and sharp as a two-edged sword, yet so very kind, Eline wanted to see the two of them get along, at least a little.
FInally, making up her mind, she stands up from her seat, and heads over to the table where Kha and Trem are drinking. "Hi boys! Mind if I join you?"
Reginald eyes pop open in the pre-dawn gloom. He gets up from his bed, stretches, gets dressed, gathers his equipment and heads down stairs quietly in order not to awaken any of the late nighters who have turned in to recover from their antics. After checking on his mule at the stables, he makes a journal entry and peruses his spellbook while awaiting the rest of the group. (He will order a breakfast if the inn keep or whoever he has in charge early in the morning.)
Roxaria leaves her longbow and arrows behind and takes up her shield and sword. She sells her leather armor, crossbow and bolts to help offset the cost of the chainmail.
She then makes her way to meet up with everyone at the docks.
You see Elro at the docks next to a ship. "I hope everyone is ready to depart for Eiselcross. I was able to get passage for all of you on the ship before us through the Glassblades. Please hurry the captain is waiting."
The party sees a large ship ready to set sail. Everyone can board when ready
Roxaria looks at the large ship and boards with the others. She stows her belongings away in a cabin and returns to the deck to watch the icy water lap at the boat. She pulls her fur coat closer around her as the wind kisses her bare cheeks, making them flush red from the cold. Her light blue hair dances with the wind as she crosses her arms over the railing and leans against it and goes into deep thought about what lays before them.
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Roxaria purchases:
2 healer kits: 10 gp
18 rations for the entire party: 9 gp
10 torches: 1 sp
tinderbox: 5 sp
6 waterskins: 1 gp 2 sp
She totals out 20 gp 8 sp to the merchant and returns to the Jolly Dwarf with Reginald. Upon her return, she pays Arl for a room for the evening and returns to the table as Trem continues how much he loves Kha. She looks to Eline. “He is an adorable drunk. He might need your help getting upstairs to his room.”
After inhibitions begin to drop upon consuming a bottle or two of wine each, Kha wipes a dribble from his chin and set aside his bottle. The orc begins to rehash his position on the earlier disagreement, understanding that either is likely to change one another's mind.
"So listen, I think I've pretty straight forward in how I feel about this. But I still don't quite understand where you're comin from. What exactly have you seen in those years of yours?" Kha pick up another bottle and uncorks it with his teeth and spits it aside. "Did you loose someone you cared for to a remorhaz or something?"
Reginald returns with Rozaria and stops by Trem and Kha's rable, " Sorry to interrupt you two, but I have your equipment, Trem, I'm going to have it delivered to your room." He also gives Trem his change of 14 gold, 8 silver pieces, then heads over to the bartender to have the gear he bought delivered to the rooms.
He then settles down for quck dinner soon to be off to his room for a nights rest.
Cats go Moo!
Trem thanks Reginald and continues his talk with Kha.
Not me, my parents. You know, being a rogue I'm a bit of a disappointment for them... They never told me and I'm sure they love me very much, but I still think they wanted me to be a better Elf. I guess a Remorhaz is easy to hate. To see as evil...
You know... what do you think about eggs? I mean, chicken never hurt me, right? Their eggs even less... That's it! No more eggs for me!
Player: Any Good Alignment // DM: Lawful Evil
Eline looks up at Roxi, and smiles. "Yeah, I'll be sure and give him a hand upstairs. Wouldn't want him tripping and falling all over the place!"
"Well, I'm definitely sorry to hear that. I lost my brother here recently to some of our tribe who turned their backs on Kord." Kha raises his bottle up towards Trem. "To those we've lost."
Kha just smirks and shakes his head. "I don't know what kind of eggs you've been eating, but I only eat the ones that pop out before the rooster is let in the henhouse."
(I don't think I have much else to add here.)
To those we've lost!
...
What's a henhouse?
Player: Any Good Alignment // DM: Lawful Evil
Eline turns and watches the tipsy exchange between Kha and Trem. She hopes they can make amends, for discord and contention are what he would want from a group of people trying to upset whatever dire plot he has. Eline scoffs quietly, thinking of her father, and how he ruined and destroyed her life. Mother had been innocent, save for what little knowledge she had of father's schemes. He couldn't have anyone meddling in his plotting, so it was easy for him to off her. He had been so perfect in the execution of his plotting, and yet, had one final loose end that he couldn't quite get rid of:
Eline.
Inadvertently, her hands ball into fists, and tremble slightly with wrath. Eline wanted nothing more than to exact justice on her father, and put an end to his evil. She couldn't quite discern, but she felt, in her heart of hearts, that he was somehow involved with the Frigid Woe. But...she just couldn't put her finger on it as to how.
She looks at Trem and Kha. Trem, though a thief of sorts, seemed such a charming and good-hearted elf. She couldn't help but think that despite his roguish nature, there was some good deep down. That's what she saw in him.
Kha, the ever-present bastion of Kord, was very much the opposite of Trem in terms of morality. Straight as an arrow, and sharp as a two-edged sword, yet so very kind, Eline wanted to see the two of them get along, at least a little.
FInally, making up her mind, she stands up from her seat, and heads over to the table where Kha and Trem are drinking. "Hi boys! Mind if I join you?"
The more, the merrier... hairrier... haha!
Player: Any Good Alignment // DM: Lawful Evil
Reginald eyes pop open in the pre-dawn gloom. He gets up from his bed, stretches, gets dressed, gathers his equipment and heads down stairs quietly in order not to awaken any of the late nighters who have turned in to recover from their antics. After checking on his mule at the stables, he makes a journal entry and peruses his spellbook while awaiting the rest of the group. (He will order a breakfast if the inn keep or whoever he has in charge early in the morning.)
Cats go Moo!
(Has everyone gone to bed it seems some are still talking)
Roxaria turned in for the evening and will wake at the crack of dawn, gathering her belongings and meeting everyone else when they all awake.
(I figured ine was here to collect Trem and then Kha would also be heading to bed.)
(Yeah, the verry drunk Trem will be in bed by now)
Player: Any Good Alignment // DM: Lawful Evil
Its morning and some have a bad hang over. When ready everyone can head to the docks to meet Elro
Trem's Frigid Woe symptoms manifest with blue vein sprouting across his body as he slept.
Trem tries to hide the blue veins if possible. His base walking speed was 35 ft, so that now drops to 30 ft.
Player: Any Good Alignment // DM: Lawful Evil
Roxaria leaves her longbow and arrows behind and takes up her shield and sword. She sells her leather armor, crossbow and bolts to help offset the cost of the chainmail.
She then makes her way to meet up with everyone at the docks.
You see Elro at the docks next to a ship. "I hope everyone is ready to depart for Eiselcross. I was able to get passage for all of you on the ship before us through the Glassblades. Please hurry the captain is waiting."
The party sees a large ship ready to set sail. Everyone can board when ready
Come Eline! We need to get the best cabin!
Tremn hurries along and makes his acquaintance with the captain.
Player: Any Good Alignment // DM: Lawful Evil
Roxaria looks at the large ship and boards with the others. She stows her belongings away in a cabin and returns to the deck to watch the icy water lap at the boat. She pulls her fur coat closer around her as the wind kisses her bare cheeks, making them flush red from the cold. Her light blue hair dances with the wind as she crosses her arms over the railing and leans against it and goes into deep thought about what lays before them.