Taking in the atmosphere of the tavern, Zale's grin flickers. Somethin' ain't right with this place... When the bar maid comes over, Zale states, "Got any Rum? Haven't had me a good taste o rum in quite a while heheh."She grins.
Insight on the elven woman: 10
Once the woman leaves, Zale rolls her eyes at Eric and Khessa and whispers to Kriv. "Somethin ain't right here. I can't put me finger on it, but there's definitely somethin off with this place. Do ye think Jamna's playin us?" Once the rest of the party is paying attention to her, she will repeat this information to them.
Lira looks at Zale and says, Rum? No, we don't have that here. That is more something for the pirates and sailors. We only serve drinks that match our taste and style. Maybe you can find rum elsewhere, if you really want to. But I advise you to try one of our specialties. They're much better than that foul liquor they call rum. She smiles and points to the menu. (post 3698)
Zale tries to read Lira, but she can't make out much from her facial expression or tone. She seems friendly and helpful, but also a bit secretive and crafty. Zale isn't sure if Lira has a crush on Eric, or if she has another secret. She suspects that Lira knows more than she lets on, but she can't say what that is. She decides to be careful with Lira, and to keep an eye on her.
"May whomever have blessed the beer be blessed as well!" Eric laugh, flushing his cheeks assume pretty much the color of his beard. He orders Stew and Dumpling to finish his meal. "According to the dwarfish culture" he laugh "since no crops grow under the mountains, the beer substitute our bread, it's a liquid bread actually, more practical" he nods.
"I really can't imagine," Khessa smiles "a diet devoid of cultivated products... Without bread... but above all without cabbage! However," she concedes "certainly having good beer can help".
The blonde arcane warrior looks around for a moment to see if Jamna also stayed in the same inn or not.
If she's there too, the tall adventuress tries to approach her and say: "This inn is really beautiful. Did you already know it? Are you a friend of the owner?"
"I really can't imagine," Khessa smiles "a diet devoid of cultivated products... Without bread... but above all without cabbage! However," she concedes "certainly having good beer can help".
The blonde arcane warrior looks around for a moment to see if Jamna also stayed in the same inn or not.
If she's there too, the tall adventuress tries to approach her and say: "This inn is really beautiful. Did you already know it? Are you a friend of the owner?"
Jamna puts her drink down and answers, Friend? No, Remi is more like an associate. I've learned that sometimes it's better not to get too attached to people. She takes a look at Eric and takes a big gulp from her drink.
"By wandering alone for such a long time I have learned how much getting close to people is important" Eric replies "Anyway" he burps "what do you mean by associate?"
"I think she means Remi is like me and Jamna" Khessa answers Eric.
"Right?" she turns then to Jamna "Is Remi one of us? And that's why this charming inn manages to exist in this neighborhood where it seems so... 'out of place'?"
"However," the blonde arcane warrior continues, referring to Jamna and Eric's opposing views on attaching to people, "surely each of us has our own way of being, our own opinions and experiences... Mine," she again approaches Eric and passes her arm over his shoulders "is that there are people by attaching to whom you can find strength and resources that you, alone, would not have. (Not to mention that, maybe, you doubt you would be able not to attach to them). It was like this for my family of the past. And I feel that it is so also for my family of the future".
Jamna finishes her drink in one go. One of us? Hahaha yes, like one of us! Only one, haha! *burp* I sometimes work with her... *hiccup* But I usually work more with her employee Gruk. She throws herself off her barstool and tries to stagger to the stairs in the back. I shoud go to bed... tomorrow is a big day...
"Wait dear..." Khessa runs quickly to help Jemna, motioning for Eric to come too and speaking in a thoughtful and reassuring tone, while lowering her voice "We'll help you... I bet Gruk would resent it, if you fall and hurt yourself! Or I'm mistaken? What kind of guy is this Gruk? And what's your business with him?"
Khessa nods to Lira: "Okay!" then she sighs, takes Jamna in her arms and carries her to her room.
Arriving at the door, the blonde arcane warrior tries to search Jamna under the guise of looking for her keys. Can she find them? And, even more important, can she find anything else first?
"Ah, that be to bad." Zale sighs looking disappointed and ignoring the 'foul liquor' part. "I suppose there ain't many seafolk 'round 'ere. Ah well. I'll be havin whatever be the cheapest thing on the menu." She says without even looking at the meals. Then she sits down at a table near Khessa and Eric, pushing the chair back so she can put her feet on the table while leaning back in the chair with her hands behind her head.
Once the woman leaves, the dragonborn turns to Khessa. "Eye, we best be on our guard. I don't like that one either."She nods in Lira's direction.
Zale watches Khessa's interaction with Jamna with interest, she was hoping to learn a bit from it, but it ended up striking her as more humorous than informative. She stifles a laugh when the small woman belches then passes out soon after. That one is lucky that Khessa's kind enough to take her to her room. Zale probably would have just left her on the tavern floor...actually the thought of taking the other woman to her room probably wouldn't have crossed the dragonborn's mind. In fact, if she were alone, Zale might have considered taking a peak in Jamna's purse. Maybe then the woman would reconsider this...getting close to people thing. Ye gotta have someone to trust ya know? If she lost a few coins then she'd a wished she had a friend around...
After Khessa dissapears into Lira's room, Zale turns to Lira. "Do you know who this Gurk fella be?"
Khessa nods to Lira: "Okay!" then she sighs, takes Jamna in her arms and carries her to her room.
Arriving at the door, the blonde arcane warrior tries to search Jamna under the guise of looking for her keys. Can she find them? And, even more important, can she find anything else first?
She has a heavy pouch hanging from her belt and carries a shoulder bag that also feels heavy. In her pockets you feel something that might be a key but it turns out to be a piton. Also some loose coins and something sharp that pricks your finger. Make a CON save.
Also if you want to examine her thoroughly you'll need to make an Investigantion check. (Also, the door doesn't seem to have a lock. How strange!)
"Ah, that be to bad." Zale sighs looking disappointed and ignoring the 'foul liquor' part. "I suppose there ain't many seafolk 'round 'ere. Ah well. I'll be havin whatever be the cheapest thing on the menu." She says without even looking at the meals. Then she sits down at a table near Khessa and Eric, pushing the chair back so she can put her feet on the table while leaning back in the chair with her hands behind her head.
Once the woman leaves, the dragonborn turns to Khessa. "Eye, we best be on our guard. I don't like that one either."She nods in Lira's direction.
Zale watches Khessa's interaction with Jamna with interest, she was hoping to learn a bit from it, but it ended up striking her as more humorous than informative. She stifles a laugh when the small woman belches then passes out soon after. That one is lucky that Khessa's kind enough to take her to her room. Zale probably would have just left her on the tavern floor...actually the thought of taking the other woman to her room probably wouldn't have crossed the dragonborn's mind. In fact, if she were alone, Zale might have considered taking a peak in Jamna's purse. Maybe then the woman would reconsider this...getting close to people thing. Ye gotta have someone to trust ya know? If she lost a few coins then she'd a wished she had a friend around...
After Khessa dissapears into Lira's room, Zale turns to Lira. "Do you know who this Gurk fella be?"
Gurk? Sure dear! He's like all Half-Orcs, strong but not that smart. He is reliable enough however, that's why I let them drag Jamna to his room.
Calvin frowns at the black cat sitting on the window sill, then carefully approaches the cat.
He then spends ten minutes focusing on performing the Speak with Animals ritual.
Once completely, he speaks up to the cat, "Hello, there."
The cat opens its eyes and looks at Calvin. He purrs and says, Hello, stranger. You're a Druid, aren't you? I can feel your magic. You want to talk to me? That's rare. Most people ignore me or chase me away. But you are different. You have respect for nature and the animals. I appreciate that.
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Lira looks at Zale and says, Rum? No, we don't have that here. That is more something for the pirates and sailors. We only serve drinks that match our taste and style. Maybe you can find rum elsewhere, if you really want to. But I advise you to try one of our specialties. They're much better than that foul liquor they call rum. She smiles and points to the menu. (post 3698)
Zale tries to read Lira, but she can't make out much from her facial expression or tone. She seems friendly and helpful, but also a bit secretive and crafty. Zale isn't sure if Lira has a crush on Eric, or if she has another secret. She suspects that Lira knows more than she lets on, but she can't say what that is. She decides to be careful with Lira, and to keep an eye on her.
Player: Any Good Alignment // DM: Lawful Evil
Calvin decides to attempt to find an animal to speak to and find out information from the area.
(Not casting a spell just looking. Perception: 11)
“The secret we should never let the gamemasters know is that they don't need any rules.” ― Gary Gygax
Calvin is lucky, because he sees a small black cat sleeping on a windowsill.
Player: Any Good Alignment // DM: Lawful Evil
OCC: By using artisan blessing he could make any metal object worth 100gp or less even from metal scraps, so materials should be a relative issue
"May whomever have blessed the beer be blessed as well!" Eric laugh, flushing his cheeks assume pretty much the color of his beard. He orders Stew and Dumpling to finish his meal. "According to the dwarfish culture" he laugh "since no crops grow under the mountains, the beer substitute our bread, it's a liquid bread actually, more practical" he nods.
"I really can't imagine," Khessa smiles "a diet devoid of cultivated products... Without bread... but above all without cabbage! However," she concedes "certainly having good beer can help".
The blonde arcane warrior looks around for a moment to see if Jamna also stayed in the same inn or not.
If she's there too, the tall adventuress tries to approach her and say: "This inn is really beautiful. Did you already know it? Are you a friend of the owner?"
Yes, that would create a beautiful 100 gp metal horn. Just not a jeweled horn.
Player: Any Good Alignment // DM: Lawful Evil
Jamna puts her drink down and answers, Friend? No, Remi is more like an associate. I've learned that sometimes it's better not to get too attached to people. She takes a look at Eric and takes a big gulp from her drink.
Player: Any Good Alignment // DM: Lawful Evil
"By wandering alone for such a long time I have learned how much getting close to people is important" Eric replies "Anyway" he burps "what do you mean by associate?"
"I think she means Remi is like me and Jamna" Khessa answers Eric.
"Right?" she turns then to Jamna "Is Remi one of us? And that's why this charming inn manages to exist in this neighborhood where it seems so... 'out of place'?"
"However," the blonde arcane warrior continues, referring to Jamna and Eric's opposing views on attaching to people, "surely each of us has our own way of being, our own opinions and experiences... Mine," she again approaches Eric and passes her arm over his shoulders "is that there are people by attaching to whom you can find strength and resources that you, alone, would not have. (Not to mention that, maybe, you doubt you would be able not to attach to them). It was like this for my family of the past. And I feel that it is so also for my family of the future".
The dwarf nods and hugs her back, finally finishing his meal and waiting for Jamna to answer.
Jamna finishes her drink in one go. One of us? Hahaha yes, like one of us! Only one, haha! *burp* I sometimes work with her... *hiccup* But I usually work more with her employee Gruk. She throws herself off her barstool and tries to stagger to the stairs in the back. I shoud go to bed... tomorrow is a big day...
Player: Any Good Alignment // DM: Lawful Evil
"Wait dear..." Khessa runs quickly to help Jemna, motioning for Eric to come too and speaking in a thoughtful and reassuring tone, while lowering her voice "We'll help you... I bet Gruk would resent it, if you fall and hurt yourself! Or I'm mistaken? What kind of guy is this Gruk? And what's your business with him?"
Gurk? He be a Half-Orc. He's rather gruff and strong, but he wouldn't... Jamna tells you before she passes out.
Third room on the left! Lira yells from behind the counter.
Player: Any Good Alignment // DM: Lawful Evil
Khessa nods to Lira: "Okay!" then she sighs, takes Jamna in her arms and carries her to her room.
Arriving at the door, the blonde arcane warrior tries to search Jamna under the guise of looking for her keys. Can she find them? And, even more important, can she find anything else first?
"Ah, that be to bad." Zale sighs looking disappointed and ignoring the 'foul liquor' part. "I suppose there ain't many seafolk 'round 'ere. Ah well. I'll be havin whatever be the cheapest thing on the menu." She says without even looking at the meals. Then she sits down at a table near Khessa and Eric, pushing the chair back so she can put her feet on the table while leaning back in the chair with her hands behind her head.
Once the woman leaves, the dragonborn turns to Khessa. "Eye, we best be on our guard. I don't like that one either." She nods in Lira's direction.
Zale watches Khessa's interaction with Jamna with interest, she was hoping to learn a bit from it, but it ended up striking her as more humorous than informative. She stifles a laugh when the small woman belches then passes out soon after. That one is lucky that Khessa's kind enough to take her to her room. Zale probably would have just left her on the tavern floor...actually the thought of taking the other woman to her room probably wouldn't have crossed the dragonborn's mind. In fact, if she were alone, Zale might have considered taking a peak in Jamna's purse. Maybe then the woman would reconsider this...getting close to people thing. Ye gotta have someone to trust ya know? If she lost a few coins then she'd a wished she had a friend around...
After Khessa dissapears into Lira's room, Zale turns to Lira. "Do you know who this Gurk fella be?"
Calvin frowns at the black cat sitting on the window sill, then carefully approaches the cat.
He then spends ten minutes focusing on performing the Speak with Animals ritual.
Once completely, he speaks up to the cat, "Hello, there."
“The secret we should never let the gamemasters know is that they don't need any rules.” ― Gary Gygax
She has a heavy pouch hanging from her belt and carries a shoulder bag that also feels heavy. In her pockets you feel something that might be a key but it turns out to be a piton. Also some loose coins and something sharp that pricks your finger. Make a CON save.
Also if you want to examine her thoroughly you'll need to make an Investigantion check. (Also, the door doesn't seem to have a lock. How strange!)
Player: Any Good Alignment // DM: Lawful Evil
Gurk? Sure dear! He's like all Half-Orcs, strong but not that smart. He is reliable enough however, that's why I let them drag Jamna to his room.
Player: Any Good Alignment // DM: Lawful Evil
The cat opens its eyes and looks at Calvin. He purrs and says, Hello, stranger. You're a Druid, aren't you? I can feel your magic. You want to talk to me? That's rare. Most people ignore me or chase me away. But you are different. You have respect for nature and the animals. I appreciate that.
Player: Any Good Alignment // DM: Lawful Evil