Twig sidles up to the others just as she finishes her meat stick. Tossing the stick behind her she says, "So this is the place?" As much as she wants to kick the doors open and make a dramatic entrance. She holds back and waits for the others to enter first.
The tavern is crowded and you see people from all walks of life enjoying their drinks and chatting with each others. You pick up the scent of different ales and mead. Some are arm wrestling and others are playing card games. Several seem to be passed out. The barkeep a young lass of a lady rushes to to fill the drink orders.
Roland sighed. He watched the activities going on and wanted to participate... but, a hero had to be dutiful. Groaning to himself, he turned to the others, almost shouting to be heard above the din: "I'm going to make my way over and see what the barkeep knows. Anyone coming with?" With that, the farmboy made his way toward the bar, pushing through the crowd without too much effort, but going slow enough to not leave behind any of the others who wanted to follow.
Zhernon looks over at Twig and puts a hand on her shoulder for a moment before leaning over to whisper close to her ear, "Scout. Hide. Learn. Then meet. Yes?" They half nodded off at the rest of the room before following the other man over towards the bar.
A wide smile spreads across the young half-elf's face. "I can do that!" Without waiting for any more instruction she dashes off in a random direction and starts sneaking around and eavesdropping, she also keeps an eye out for anyone who looks like they have some coin on them.
Twig sees a hefty pile of coins in the middle of the table between the card players. An elderly man with a wide brimmed hat with a wood staff by his side, a robust young man in fine clothing, and a half-elf women dressed in leathers, who has a sly grin on her face as she takes a card from the dealer.
She also hears a rumor of an expedition lost in the northeast.
Zhernon and Roland weave their way to the barkeep. She gives then a smile "Now what will you have. We have the best ales and mead"
Tilsu heads to any open table. If she manages to find any, she'll flag down any waiters. While she waits, she looks about the tavern for any stage for performers or tables that attracted a crowd.
"Now what will you have. We have the best ales and mead"
"I'll try some of that mead of yours," replied Roland with a smile and a wink. "But what I'm really interested in is some information." He lowered his voice and leaned in a bit closer. "We're looking for... an acquaintance of ours, name's Delbyn. We've got a little problem that we think he can help us out with."
There are no open table but an elderly couples gestures at Tilsu to come sit with them as they eat dinner. "Well are you a newcomer to the island or one of the tribesman in the hills" ask the elderly man. A waiter stops by and leans down so he can be heard over the din of the other patrons. "What will you have for tonight. The menu is on the wall and we have some of the best ale and mead on the island"
Tilsu sees a stage in a corner and there are several musicians playing a cheerful tune.
The barkeep looks to Roland "Coming right up. She fills a large tankard with mead and hands it to Roland. That'll be 5 silvers."she pauses to think for a bit and appraises you with a discerning eye "How do you know Delbyn?"
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Zhernon as you stand at the bar a drunk halfling stumbles and spills his drink unto you. "I am...hic...sorry let me wipe that off"he takes out an embroidered handkerchief and starts dabbing at the ale stains while swaying as he seems he can barely stand.
Zhernon quickly puts their hand out to grab the halfling's shoulder as firmly as they brush themselves off, hoping to hold them steady for a moment. They would mimic back, "Making it worse."
Zhernon holds firm with one hand and holds out the other. "Return mine. No trouble. Prey become predator."They will tighten their grip and lean in slightly.
(Persuasion: 8. However, if the halfling attempts to leave anyway, Zhernon will attack: 11 (6dmg) and 17 (9 dmg) to hit. But he will aim to disable, not mortally wound the halfling)
"A newcomer and thank you for your hospitality. And I didn't know there were tribes on this island. Are they the isolated type?" Tilsu asks the couple. She replies to the waiter, "The lamb sounds delightful and just a pitcher of water with a couple of glasses will do."
Twig eyes the coins but leaves them, for now at least, they would be far to difficult to snatch while they are in the middle of the table. However, she will try to swipe some more food off of someone's plate given the chance. Maybe see if there's anyone with an interesting trinket as well. She continues to sneak around listening for more about the expedition.
Perception (for listening and looking for trinkets): 15
Slight of hand (Stealing food): 24
Perception: (in case she might notice the halfling drunk stealing from her friend.) 9
The halfling looks to Zhernon "You want it then take it"He tosses the pouch into the crowd bouncing off the back of a half-orc and kicked around a bit as people move around the tavern.
Twig hears a rumor about a man wanted for kidnapping a young girl and has a hefty reward for capturing him alive or dead.
She swipes some salmon from a passed out patron.
She does not notice the halfling stealing from Zhernon
The Elderly man looks to Tilsu "Yes they are isolated in the hills and are called the Yampra. Fiercely independent and make some of the best trackers and huntsman. From time to time a few will come here for trade and supplies."
The mushroom stuffed lamb and water is place on the table by the waiter. "Here the food and that'll be 1 gold"
Twig sidles up to the others just as she finishes her meat stick. Tossing the stick behind her she says, "So this is the place?" As much as she wants to kick the doors open and make a dramatic entrance. She holds back and waits for the others to enter first.
The farmboy shrugged. "Well, here goes," he said as he stepped into the tavern, trying to look as nonchalant as possible.
Tooltips Post (2024 PHB updates) - incl. General Rules
>> New FOW threat & treasure tables: fow-advanced-threat-tables.pdf fow-advanced-treasure-table.pdf
The tavern is crowded and you see people from all walks of life enjoying their drinks and chatting with each others. You pick up the scent of different ales and mead. Some are arm wrestling and others are playing card games. Several seem to be passed out. The barkeep a young lass of a lady rushes to to fill the drink orders.
What do you do?
Roland sighed. He watched the activities going on and wanted to participate... but, a hero had to be dutiful. Groaning to himself, he turned to the others, almost shouting to be heard above the din: "I'm going to make my way over and see what the barkeep knows. Anyone coming with?" With that, the farmboy made his way toward the bar, pushing through the crowd without too much effort, but going slow enough to not leave behind any of the others who wanted to follow.
Tooltips Post (2024 PHB updates) - incl. General Rules
>> New FOW threat & treasure tables: fow-advanced-threat-tables.pdf fow-advanced-treasure-table.pdf
Zhernon looks over at Twig and puts a hand on her shoulder for a moment before leaning over to whisper close to her ear, "Scout. Hide. Learn. Then meet. Yes?" They half nodded off at the rest of the room before following the other man over towards the bar.
A wide smile spreads across the young half-elf's face. "I can do that!" Without waiting for any more instruction she dashes off in a random direction and starts sneaking around and eavesdropping, she also keeps an eye out for anyone who looks like they have some coin on them.
Stealth: 25
Perception: 16
Twig sees a hefty pile of coins in the middle of the table between the card players. An elderly man with a wide brimmed hat with a wood staff by his side, a robust young man in fine clothing, and a half-elf women dressed in leathers, who has a sly grin on her face as she takes a card from the dealer.
She also hears a rumor of an expedition lost in the northeast.
Zhernon and Roland weave their way to the barkeep. She gives then a smile "Now what will you have. We have the best ales and mead"
Tilsu heads to any open table. If she manages to find any, she'll flag down any waiters. While she waits, she looks about the tavern for any stage for performers or tables that attracted a crowd.
Perception: 10
"I'll try some of that mead of yours," replied Roland with a smile and a wink. "But what I'm really interested in is some information." He lowered his voice and leaned in a bit closer. "We're looking for... an acquaintance of ours, name's Delbyn. We've got a little problem that we think he can help us out with."
Tooltips Post (2024 PHB updates) - incl. General Rules
>> New FOW threat & treasure tables: fow-advanced-threat-tables.pdf fow-advanced-treasure-table.pdf
There are no open table but an elderly couples gestures at Tilsu to come sit with them as they eat dinner. "Well are you a newcomer to the island or one of the tribesman in the hills" ask the elderly man. A waiter stops by and leans down so he can be heard over the din of the other patrons. "What will you have for tonight. The menu is on the wall and we have some of the best ale and mead on the island"
Tilsu sees a stage in a corner and there are several musicians playing a cheerful tune.
On the wall you see
1. deep fried salmon
2. Mushroom stuffed lamb
3. Potato salad
The barkeep looks to Roland "Coming right up. She fills a large tankard with mead and hands it to Roland. That'll be 5 silvers." she pauses to think for a bit and appraises you with a discerning eye "How do you know Delbyn?"
Zhernon as you stand at the bar a drunk halfling stumbles and spills his drink unto you. "I am...hic...sorry let me wipe that off" he takes out an embroidered handkerchief and starts dabbing at the ale stains while swaying as he seems he can barely stand.
Sleight of hand
14
The hafling quickly steals Zhernon coin pouch. "I think I am making it worse" says the halfling "I'll just go" he turns to leave.
what do you do?
Zhernon quickly puts their hand out to grab the halfling's shoulder as firmly as they brush themselves off, hoping to hold them steady for a moment. They would mimic back, "Making it worse."
The halfling looks up at Zhernon "I am okay I can make it home, but thanks for helping me" he makes a move to brush off your hand
What do you do?
Zhernon holds firm with one hand and holds out the other. "Return mine. No trouble. Prey become predator." They will tighten their grip and lean in slightly.
(Persuasion: 8. However, if the halfling attempts to leave anyway, Zhernon will attack: 11 (6dmg) and 17 (9 dmg) to hit. But he will aim to disable, not mortally wound the halfling)
"A newcomer and thank you for your hospitality. And I didn't know there were tribes on this island. Are they the isolated type?" Tilsu asks the couple. She replies to the waiter, "The lamb sounds delightful and just a pitcher of water with a couple of glasses will do."
Twig eyes the coins but leaves them, for now at least, they would be far to difficult to snatch while they are in the middle of the table. However, she will try to swipe some more food off of someone's plate given the chance. Maybe see if there's anyone with an interesting trinket as well. She continues to sneak around listening for more about the expedition.
Perception (for listening and looking for trinkets): 15
Slight of hand (Stealing food): 24
Perception: (in case she might notice the halfling drunk stealing from her friend.) 9
Stealth: 22
The halfling looks to Zhernon "You want it then take it" He tosses the pouch into the crowd bouncing off the back of a half-orc and kicked around a bit as people move around the tavern.
Twig hears a rumor about a man wanted for kidnapping a young girl and has a hefty reward for capturing him alive or dead.
She swipes some salmon from a passed out patron.
She does not notice the halfling stealing from Zhernon
The Elderly man looks to Tilsu "Yes they are isolated in the hills and are called the Yampra. Fiercely independent and make some of the best trackers and huntsman. From time to time a few will come here for trade and supplies."
The mushroom stuffed lamb and water is place on the table by the waiter. "Here the food and that'll be 1 gold"