Savage Harvest- adventure thread

"I suppose i am!" Loran says beaming back. "Wonderful! I'm sure the the flock will be happy to make some friends." He says laughing back.


(Apologies, just refreshed and saw your new post Oberon.)

"Yes I have that feeling too Loran." Sasha says with a smile. "So what did you hear about the heroes then, what is the word on the streets of Longsaddle?"

(No problem Jacob, it happens in pbp :-)

"Hmm... I've only just arrived." Loran thinks aloud. "Only that there were any heroics afoot at all."
"I didn't manage to get any details out of anyone." He admits, looking a little sheepish. 

"Yes, I suppose we helped save a boy from being eaten by goblins." Sasha says. "And then we fought the Bidderboo." She says like that would be a well known creature, taking up a wand from her belt, making a small image of a wolfman appear on the table in front of Loran. "Scary right? Well he would be if he were your size." She says with a soft laugh.

Aaron smiles at Loran, happy to be in the company of yet another kind individual.

"Thanks, but driving a wagon is really no comparison to what Sasha and her crew had to deal with. Maybe one day I'll earn the title, but for now I'm just a rancher and a wagon driver." He takes a sip of his wine, his stomach growling now with anticipation for the food. He stares at the door back to the kitchen, hopeful it will arrive quick.

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"Yes, I suppose we helped save a boy from being eaten by goblins." Sasha says. "And then we fought the Bidderboo." She says like that would be a well known creature, taking up a wand from her belt, making a small image of a wolfman appear on the table in front of Loran. "Scary right? Well he would be if he were your size." She says with a soft laugh.

Before Loran can even come up with a response, he finds himself enthralled by Sasha's little illusionary beast... His happy expression is quickly replaced by a bewildered stare. It takes a few seconds before he can stutter out; "Well uh... yes um. I suppose he would be...?"   All he can manage now is fascinated staring at this so called "Bidderboo" before him.

The serving girls returns with two piping hot lamb shank specials. She notices the newcomer and asks if he would like a serving as well

As she get's her plate Sasha drops the illusion and puts her wand away, grabbing her cutlery and starts eating immediately. "Yummy." She let's out after a couple of bites, taking a swig of her wine. "Yeah, but with those hands I'll bet you'd knock that Bidderboo out with one punch Aaron, I'm sure you'll be a true hero soon enough." She says to the rancher with a warm smile before taking another bite.

Luke trudges along chatting it up with Gerty and Will, laughing and having fun when he sees a sign "Hey there we are! Sixhorns Select Wares why if that doesn't spell adventures' store I don't think this town has one!" With that Luke heads into the store

“ Welcome to the Six Orns’ young master. I am Magnus Stormbeard, the humblest of proprietors, and ablest of Procurators in all of Longsaddle…and some say of all the Sword Coast…”

you see a wide shouldered, over-weight dwarfish fellow wearing work clothes and an apron with too many pockets. All filled with miscellaneous things, gadgets, price tags and string. His beard is huge and unkept. It’s ragged ends go this way and that and indeed looks like it just went through a storm of great power.

” What can I aid you in requisitioning?”

Soon as you enter the door you see a large stuffed head of huge bull with six horns. 

Aaron chuckles and responds to Sasha, "Yeah, maybe you're right. If I ever came across a Bidderboo, I would certainly try to." He starts on his meal as well, shoveling it down with little grace and washing it down with the wine, all the while making subtle noises to indicate his enjoyment.

 "Mmm, this. I needed this. Are you hungry, Loran? I feel sorry eating in front of you. If you order, you can have my bread while you wait for yours." He offers it to him in an outstretched hand. 

Ah yes! So you are the famous Magnus Stormbeard! We are Farquaad and Fellows and we have heard tales of your... establishment far beyond Longsaddle! We are looking for some armor and weapons. I would like a rapier myself, and maybe some light armor.

William looks at Luke and Gerty to chip in.

"Yes, sorry, hope you're alright with us starting?" Sasha says to Loran after eating a while. "It's just that I was really hungry, haven't eaten since breakfast and it's been an exciting day, so far." She says with a smile. "So are you considering being a hero yourself should we run into brigands or goblins on our way to Mirabar, or will you sit out any battle we might run into?" She asks Loran with a curious smile.

Finally getting control of himself, Loran starts back up with a shake of his head. Trying to ignore the... Bidderboo was it? "Uh... Of course! Feast away. One cannot Heroic on an empty stomach no?" He says, wondering if what he just saw was something he ate this morning? "Oh? Um. I wouldnt call myself a Hero but... I for sure wont be just sitting there and taking it. Dont worry about that." Loran says, secretly wondering if he could bring himself to hurt anyone TOO badly. 

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Aaron chuckles and responds to Sasha, "Yeah, maybe you're right. If I ever came across a Bidderboo, I would certainly try to." He starts on his meal as well, shoveling it down with little grace and washing it down with the wine, all the while making subtle noises to indicate his enjoyment.

 "Mmm, this. I needed this. Are you hungry, Loran? I feel sorry eating in front of you. If you order, you can have my bread while you wait for yours." He offers it to him in an outstretched hand. 

 
"Oh no thats quite alright, You enjoy it Aaron." Loran says, suddenly realizing he'd forgotten to even flag down a waitress. That is, before one had shown up. "I suppose ill have what this one is having." He says pointing to Aaron. "Thank you."

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Ah yes! So you are the famous Magnus Stormbeard! We are Farquaad and Fellows and we have heard tales of your... establishment far beyond Longsaddle! We are looking for some armor and weapons. I would like a rapier myself, and maybe some light armor.

William looks at Luke and Gerty to chip in.

 

 Luke looks at Will who is trying to play a part of a Lord "Uh yes Lord Farquad here. I'm just Luke and this here is Gerty. I was hoping for some light armor as well. I am an archer by trade and just have this old rickety bow. Not sure if you have anything better than this?"

Williams burst into laughter.

Don't worry, you can be lord Farquaad next time! Or maybe Gerty wants to be Lady Farquaard? 

"So what would you do in the event of someone waylaying us on our way north, do you carry any sort of weapon?" Sasha asks Loran curosusly, taking her last bite and downing it with a swig of wine.

A weapon? Yes perhaps that would've been the smart move... But Loran had never fought off anything scarier than an enraged Ram. Taking the whip even older than him off his belt, his cheeks flush again. "Well uh, Its no Claymore or anything but." A Greatsword it most definitively is not. He reveals a tired old Bullwhip more for controlling his sheep than controlling a battlefield. Its tired old form gracing the table.

(Sorry for the paragraph but this is too much fun.)