Zale watches Khessa and Kriv talk. "That do be mighty intrestin Kriv. And useful." She sighs, "Why couldn't i a manifested some sort o power when that bloody dragon murdered me family." She growls and punches her right fist into her left palm, "A well, hmm, I do suppose me scales are a bit tougher heh."
"A thank ye." She says when the woman brings the beer, "Just what I needed." She searches her memory for anything related to the Order of the Gauntlet.
History: 10
When the half-elf returns with broth and stew she looks at the bowls then back at the half-elf as he walks away eying Zeminny. "I do not understand that fellow. What he do? Take all the meat outta our bowls and give it to Zeminny? And what was that look?" She looks back at the halfling, "Are ye sure that be safe to drink?"
"Not quite. This is just an image. The big one is... Something else." Kriv snaps and the tentacle disappears. He uses Minor Illusion again, creating another mug. He moves his hand to grab it, but it passes through.
Zale watches Khessa and Kriv talk. "That do be mighty intrestin Kriv. And useful." She sighs, "Why couldn't i a manifested some sort o power when that bloody dragon murdered me family." She growls and punches her right fist into her left palm, "A well, hmm, I do suppose me scales are a bit tougher heh."
"A thank ye." She says when the woman brings the beer, "Just what I needed." She searches her memory for anything related to the Order of the Gauntlet.
History: 10
When the half-elf returns with broth and stew she looks at the bowls then back at the half-elf as he walks away eying Zeminny. "I do not understand that fellow. What he do? Take all the meat outta our bowls and give it to Zeminny? And what was that look?" She looks back at the halfling, "Are ye sure that be safe to drink?"
“ see what kind words can bring about? Kindness is the best magic, me thinks. This tea is amazing”
Zale shrugs, "It's not like we were bein rude to 'im... at least not intentionally... Either way, I ain't payin for broth when clearly meat ain't hard to come by." She gives Zeminny's bowl a meaningful look.
"the Order of the Gauntlet, you say? I've never heard before... but what I am sure about, is that we and Ontharr have a mutual friend and we need to meet him on his place. Do you know where we may find him?"
(rolled 1 on History check lol)
You're not from around here huh Sweetie? To find Ontharr you should go their headquarters. You turn right from here down the main road... [she continues to give you detailed directions].
occ: what knowledge does Eric have about outworld patrons that imbued warlocks magic?
Hmmm, I think I'll need you to roll check for that. You can choose Religion, History or Arcana. The DC doesn't change, but POV does with the check you choose.
Zale watches Khessa and Kriv talk. "That do be mighty intrestin Kriv. And useful." She sighs, "Why couldn't i a manifested some sort o power when that bloody dragon murdered me family." She growls and punches her right fist into her left palm, "A well, hmm, I do suppose me scales are a bit tougher heh."
"A thank ye." She says when the woman brings the beer, "Just what I needed." She searches her memory for anything related to the Order of the Gauntlet.
History: 10
When the half-elf returns with broth and stew she looks at the bowls then back at the half-elf as he walks away eying Zeminny. "I do not understand that fellow. What he do? Take all the meat outta our bowls and give it to Zeminny? And what was that look?" She looks back at the halfling, "Are ye sure that be safe to drink?"
Everyone knows the Order of the Gauntlet! The Order emphasizes faith, vigilance, and constant struggle against threats of evil.
Zale watches Khessa and Kriv talk. "That do be mighty intrestin Kriv. And useful." She sighs, "Why couldn't i a manifested some sort o power when that bloody dragon murdered me family." She growls and punches her right fist into her left palm, "A well, hmm, I do suppose me scales are a bit tougher heh."
"A thank ye." She says when the woman brings the beer, "Just what I needed." She searches her memory for anything related to the Order of the Gauntlet.
History: 10
When the half-elf returns with broth and stew she looks at the bowls then back at the half-elf as he walks away eying Zeminny. "I do not understand that fellow. What he do? Take all the meat outta our bowls and give it to Zeminny? And what was that look?" She looks back at the halfling, "Are ye sure that be safe to drink?"
“ see what kind words can bring about? Kindness is the best magic, me thinks. This tea is amazing”
The tea is nice and sweet. When the caramal flavours fade there's a subtle spicy aftertaste.
For the others: Your beer is a soft and fruity wheat beer. A balanced beer in which every ingredient comes into its own. The beer contains flavors of citrus with a hint of clove.
Khessa enjoys her beer and the good company of her companions, while listening intently to the detailed directions the massive (but helpful) Savanna is giving to Eric.
'Well,' the blonde arcane warrior thinks, relaxed 'at least finding our friends should be not too difficult. And with them we will be able to plan the next move against the cult. Plus... who knows? Maybe this Order of the Gauntlet kmows something about the drow slavers who raided my village...'
Zale shrugs, "It's not like we were bein rude to 'im... at least not intentionally... Either way, I ain't payin for broth when clearly meat ain't hard to come by." She gives Zeminny's bowl a meaningful look.
Zeminny will offer up some hunks of the meat from his stew to Zale
"Ah yes the Order of the Gauntlet, I've hear o them. Where be their headquarters?" Zale asks the woman, as she allows Zeminny to scoop some meat into her bowl. She grins at him thankfully then proceeds to scoop some into her mouth as she waits for an answer.
Well, you know of Warlocks. You know most Warlock patrons tend to be evil or chaotic and you have a healthy aversion to them. Kriv is dressed all gaudy, but wel.. tentacles... it doesn't bode well. However your not sure about the whole situation, for all you know he could be some other kind of caster. Best keep your eyes on him.
[[Things would depend on the patron of course, but I could see you getting flustered that someone would throw their lot in with darker forces instead of a god, maybe to the point of considering it heresy or some sort of paganism. I'll have to work out the details with Kriv about his patron at some point]]
"Ah yes the Order of the Gauntlet, I've hear o them. Where be their headquarters?" Zale asks the woman, as she allows Zeminny to scoop some meat into her bowl. She grins at him thankfully then proceeds to scoop some into her mouth as she waits for an answer.
The woman seems to be very patient and gives you the same directions as she gave Eric: Wel dear, you turn right from here down the main road... [detailed directions]
Kriv makes the tentacle shake Khessa's hand. "It kind of just came to me. Since my former crew almost killed me I've gained some... abilities. Like the large tentacle I summoned at the camp."
Khessa giggles amused as she shakes hand with the tentacle. Immediately after, she is already marking in her spellbook her impressions on how it felt to the touch (hard or soft, hot or cold, if it had a strong or weak grip...) and comments: "It's an amazing ability! So you can summon it in this small, so cute version… or in its big and deadly version! And you can do it as many times as you want? You just need to wish the tentacle (small or big) to appear and it will appear?"
While she looks at Kriv with blue eyes full of curiosity and interest, she already has the quill in hand to take further notes on her grimoire...
'Really interesting! And this, what kind of magic will it be? Perhaps a spontaneous manifestation similar to wild magic that, in some cases, empowers sorcerers?'
Eric seems doubtful and became quite serous for a moment. "You know, I told you about sparkles and magic, but every light cast a shadow" he turns his gaze to Kriv "and in this shadow, otherworldly creatures dwell, they can grant great power but their worshippers are chained to shadow and dismay, loosing their own will in search of that power, be careful my friend" he change expression again while drinking his beer "but I'm sure you're not into this my friend, you just natural!" he laugh, patting Kriv shoulders "although I haven't even see you reading a spell book, you're just probably a very talented fella" He stops then "Ok, I guess we rested enough, let's go finding this Order of Gauntlet!"
Zale listens carefully to the bartender's directions then nods, "Thank ye, we'll probably be visit'n them shortly." Then she turns back to the group, "Ya'll got all that?" She grins wryly. She had felt a bit left out of this conversation. After all, she's the only one in the party with absolutely no magical abilities, not that she's jealous. She can hold her own perfectly fine with her blade and even her bare fists...probably. Slurping up the rest of her stew and finishing up her beer she stands up. "That I be Eric, now let's be off!" After making sure everyone else is ready to leave, she will lead her companions to the Gauntlet's headquarters.
Khessa pays for her beer and warmly thanks Savanna: "Thank you so much for the great beer and for your kindness!" and she pats her on the shoulder "Next time we pass by here we will gladly stop by you again!"
After that, she follows Zale to the Gauntlet's headquarters.
[The stew/broth is 5cp and the beer 1sp (it's really good), the tea is on the house]
You make your way through the streets of Elturel to the the “headquarters” of the Order of the Gauntlet. It seems to be a tavern called A Pair of Black Antlers...
Since it has the appearance of a tavern, Khessa simply enters and, smiling, greets those present informally: "Good morning everyone! Could we speak to Mr. Ontharr Frume? We have just arrived from Greenest, it is his friend Leosin who directed us here..."
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Zale watches Khessa and Kriv talk. "That do be mighty intrestin Kriv. And useful." She sighs, "Why couldn't i a manifested some sort o power when that bloody dragon murdered me family." She growls and punches her right fist into her left palm, "A well, hmm, I do suppose me scales are a bit tougher heh."
"A thank ye." She says when the woman brings the beer, "Just what I needed." She searches her memory for anything related to the Order of the Gauntlet.
History: 10
When the half-elf returns with broth and stew she looks at the bowls then back at the half-elf as he walks away eying Zeminny. "I do not understand that fellow. What he do? Take all the meat outta our bowls and give it to Zeminny? And what was that look?" She looks back at the halfling, "Are ye sure that be safe to drink?"
"Not quite. This is just an image. The big one is... Something else." Kriv snaps and the tentacle disappears. He uses Minor Illusion again, creating another mug. He moves his hand to grab it, but it passes through.
Nixi smiles and nods at Kriv. "You're very good. Illusions are my school of magic, actually."
“ see what kind words can bring about? Kindness is the best magic, me thinks. This tea is amazing”
Zale shrugs, "It's not like we were bein rude to 'im... at least not intentionally... Either way, I ain't payin for broth when clearly meat ain't hard to come by." She gives Zeminny's bowl a meaningful look.
You're not from around here huh Sweetie? To find Ontharr you should go their headquarters. You turn right from here down the main road... [she continues to give you detailed directions].
Hmmm, I think I'll need you to roll check for that. You can choose Religion, History or Arcana. The DC doesn't change, but POV does with the check you choose.
Everyone knows the Order of the Gauntlet! The Order emphasizes faith, vigilance, and constant struggle against threats of evil.
The tea is nice and sweet. When the caramal flavours fade there's a subtle spicy aftertaste.
For the others: Your beer is a soft and fruity wheat beer. A balanced beer in which every ingredient comes into its own. The beer contains flavors of citrus with a hint of clove.
Player: Any Good Alignment // DM: Lawful Evil
Religion check about tentacles: 12
Khessa enjoys her beer and the good company of her companions, while listening intently to the detailed directions the massive (but helpful) Savanna is giving to Eric.
'Well,' the blonde arcane warrior thinks, relaxed 'at least finding our friends should be not too difficult. And with them we will be able to plan the next move against the cult. Plus... who knows? Maybe this Order of the Gauntlet kmows something about the drow slavers who raided my village...'
Calvin thinks for a moment about the Order of the Gauntlet.
(History: 18)
“The secret we should never let the gamemasters know is that they don't need any rules.” ― Gary Gygax
Zeminny will offer up some hunks of the meat from his stew to Zale
"Ah yes the Order of the Gauntlet, I've hear o them. Where be their headquarters?" Zale asks the woman, as she allows Zeminny to scoop some meat into her bowl. She grins at him thankfully then proceeds to scoop some into her mouth as she waits for an answer.
Well, you know of Warlocks. You know most Warlock patrons tend to be evil or chaotic and you have a healthy aversion to them. Kriv is dressed all gaudy, but wel.. tentacles... it doesn't bode well. However your not sure about the whole situation, for all you know he could be some other kind of caster. Best keep your eyes on him.
[[Things would depend on the patron of course, but I could see you getting flustered that someone would throw their lot in with darker forces instead of a god, maybe to the point of considering it heresy or some sort of paganism. I'll have to work out the details with Kriv about his patron at some point]]
Player: Any Good Alignment // DM: Lawful Evil
You're pretty sure they are the good guys.
Player: Any Good Alignment // DM: Lawful Evil
The woman seems to be very patient and gives you the same directions as she gave Eric: Wel dear, you turn right from here down the main road... [detailed directions]
Player: Any Good Alignment // DM: Lawful Evil
Eric seems doubtful and became quite serous for a moment. "You know, I told you about sparkles and magic, but every light cast a shadow" he turns his gaze to Kriv "and in this shadow, otherworldly creatures dwell, they can grant great power but their worshippers are chained to shadow and dismay, loosing their own will in search of that power, be careful my friend" he change expression again while drinking his beer "but I'm sure you're not into this my friend, you just natural!" he laugh, patting Kriv shoulders "although I haven't even see you reading a spell book, you're just probably a very talented fella" He stops then "Ok, I guess we rested enough, let's go finding this Order of Gauntlet!"
Zale listens carefully to the bartender's directions then nods, "Thank ye, we'll probably be visit'n them shortly." Then she turns back to the group, "Ya'll got all that?" She grins wryly. She had felt a bit left out of this conversation. After all, she's the only one in the party with absolutely no magical abilities, not that she's jealous. She can hold her own perfectly fine with her blade and even her bare fists...probably. Slurping up the rest of her stew and finishing up her beer she stands up. "That I be Eric, now let's be off!" After making sure everyone else is ready to leave, she will lead her companions to the Gauntlet's headquarters.
Khessa pays for her beer and warmly thanks Savanna: "Thank you so much for the great beer and for your kindness!" and she pats her on the shoulder "Next time we pass by here we will gladly stop by you again!"
After that, she follows Zale to the Gauntlet's headquarters.
Zeminny will nm praise the cook and the service, pay for his food and drink and leave and extra 2 sp as top for the server
[The stew/broth is 5cp and the beer 1sp (it's really good), the tea is on the house]
You make your way through the streets of Elturel to the the “headquarters” of the Order of the Gauntlet. It seems to be a tavern called A Pair of Black Antlers...
Player: Any Good Alignment // DM: Lawful Evil
Since it has the appearance of a tavern, Khessa simply enters and, smiling, greets those present informally: "Good morning everyone! Could we speak to Mr. Ontharr Frume? We have just arrived from Greenest, it is his friend Leosin who directed us here..."