Marley gives the caravan master a nod, then stands and drains the last of the coffee from his mug. After thanking Micky for breakfast, he finishes getting ready for departure.
Everyone finishes their breakfast and makes ready for the day. After an hour you all hear the now familiar whistle. As the wagon train moves over the creast you get a look at the Timber Belt for the first time. It's a large valley spanning between two mountain ranges. Almost every inch of the valley is covered in trees. These are a few clearingd here and there with houses in the center.
Running the center of the valley is a large river and a small lake. Next to the lake is a small town. You know this to be your destination for the day. The town of Timber lake.
The day passes smoothly and you find yourselves in the town by night fall.
After stopping for the nightvthe caravan master address the group.
Master: The town guard had agreed to keep watch for us. As reward for your bravery ladt night first round is on me in the tavern. Also note the rooms are limited so first come first served.
DM: places of note. There is a tavern, a blacksmith, general store, and a church to the 5.
"Yes, with the caravan," Marley responds. "Helping with... fighting goblins. Don't want no trouble, just a peaceful night hopefully," he adds with a grin.
This post has potentially manipulated dice roll results.
Maziara makes his way straight for the tavern where he can get something to drink, share stories with patrons, and most of all… PERFORM! He manages to lure a patron into asking for a song and plays his best tune.
Goblins? Well hopefully they keep to the mountains. But sounds like you can handel yourself. Well I should get back to my rounds. Go tell Jorick the bar keep to give you a glass of the good stuff and say Morazan sent ye. He'll give ya a discount.
He turns to leave before turning back.
Remember keep your blades in their scabbards while in town. You caravan lot always seem to get into fights while in town. Also avoid the mayor's son and his friends. Ferox bless the boy but he's a racist and tends to pick fights with any non humans who ads through. Enjoy your stroll friend.
The guards walks away.
Maziara your song goes ok. You do well enough the barkeep, calls you over.
Jorick: Not bad herd better but music always brings in more coin. Play till close and ye can stay in one of the rooms upstairs on the house.
DM: if you accept give me another performance check.
The Tavern I'd the largest building in town. A three story structure that sits right on the town square.
Walking in the place is packed there are between 30-40 people inside the great hall and more outside in the garden. (Picture a German beer garden if you have ever been in one)
The bottom floor is a large open space with multiple long tables lined up. There is a bar at the farvend with a door that dlleads to what you think is a kitchen. On either side of thevspace is a stairwell that leads to the upper floors.
The place is humming like a bee hive. Locals and caravaners are drinking at the tables while tavern maids run flagons of ale to and from the back. In one corner is a large log with dozens of nails sticking out of it. There are a group of people cheering as they drive to drive a nail into the wood with just their hands
Maziara and Crunchface face are first to arrive as Marley discided to enjoy an evening stroll and Sam realized that now he's the cart driver he has to care for the horses as well.
Crunchface bee lines for the bar orders his free ale and a plate of the special which turns out to be hunters stew. (Remove 2 sp from your inventory please Crunchface) Maziara in his element starts chatting up the locals trading stories and dropping not too obvious hits he's a bard till someone takes the bait and gets him to sing. The performance goes well enough the barkers calls him over.
At thus point Marley walks in with Sam in tow, haveing run into eachother a few moments earlier.
Crunchface is at a table with Micky eating dinner. There are 2 extra Ales waiting.
Keep in mind that (a) I know nothing about flirting and (b) Crunchface is very handsome by orc terms, but ugly by anyone-else terms.
He winks at her…
5
That makes two of us i was never a good flirt, but great thing about being a half orc in a made up world is you get to decide what flirting is for you. I was half expecting some weird feat of strength or you pulling out a necklace of teeth or something. Lol
With a 5.
The barmaid does not even register your attempt as soon as she sets down the food and ale she is off before you can manage a word.
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
To post a comment, please login or register a new account.
Marley gives the caravan master a nod, then stands and drains the last of the coffee from his mug. After thanking Micky for breakfast, he finishes getting ready for departure.
Everyone finishes their breakfast and makes ready for the day. After an hour you all hear the now familiar whistle. As the wagon train moves over the creast you get a look at the Timber Belt for the first time. It's a large valley spanning between two mountain ranges. Almost every inch of the valley is covered in trees. These are a few clearingd here and there with houses in the center.
Running the center of the valley is a large river and a small lake. Next to the lake is a small town. You know this to be your destination for the day. The town of Timber lake.
The day passes smoothly and you find yourselves in the town by night fall.
After stopping for the nightvthe caravan master address the group.
Master: The town guard had agreed to keep watch for us. As reward for your bravery ladt night first round is on me in the tavern. Also note the rooms are limited so first come first served.
DM: places of note. There is a tavern, a blacksmith, general store, and a church to the 5.
Crunchface nods his ponderous head in answer to this information.
If I haven’t offended you, don’t worry. I’m sure I’ll get to you eventually.
Marley thanks the caravan master, then takes a stroll around town to see if he notices anything interesting before heading to the tavern.
Roll perception
Perception: 9
You enjoy a quite stroll through sleepy town. A town guard nods to you as you padd nothing pops out to you as very interesting
Marley says "Good evening, nice town you have here," to the guard and unless they seem in the mood to chat, makes his way to the tavern.
Charisma check if needed: 14
Let's see how chatty this guy is or if he is too focused on his tour.
Charisma: 19
Guard: Good evening. Thank you. Ya most consider Timber Lake a stop over town someplace to rest and move on.
The guard looks you up and down really taking a look at you for the first time.
Don't get many cat folk in these parts. You with the caravan heading for Norend? What you doing out in town? Not looking for trouble are you?
"Yes, with the caravan," Marley responds. "Helping with... fighting goblins. Don't want no trouble, just a peaceful night hopefully," he adds with a grin.
Maziara makes his way straight for the tavern where he can get something to drink, share stories with patrons, and most of all… PERFORM! He manages to lure a patron into asking for a song and plays his best tune.
Performance: 21
The guard tenses a bit.
Goblins? Well hopefully they keep to the mountains. But sounds like you can handel yourself. Well I should get back to my rounds. Go tell Jorick the bar keep to give you a glass of the good stuff and say Morazan sent ye. He'll give ya a discount.
He turns to leave before turning back.
Remember keep your blades in their scabbards while in town. You caravan lot always seem to get into fights while in town. Also avoid the mayor's son and his friends. Ferox bless the boy but he's a racist and tends to pick fights with any non humans who ads through. Enjoy your stroll friend.
The guards walks away.
Maziara your song goes ok. You do well enough the barkeep, calls you over.
Jorick: Not bad herd better but music always brings in more coin. Play till close and ye can stay in one of the rooms upstairs on the house.
DM: if you accept give me another performance check.
Crunchface has just gone straight to the tavern for a drink and some food.
If I haven’t offended you, don’t worry. I’m sure I’ll get to you eventually.
Sam going to assume you go to the tavern too.
The Tavern I'd the largest building in town. A three story structure that sits right on the town square.
Walking in the place is packed there are between 30-40 people inside the great hall and more outside in the garden. (Picture a German beer garden if you have ever been in one)
The bottom floor is a large open space with multiple long tables lined up. There is a bar at the farvend with a door that dlleads to what you think is a kitchen. On either side of thevspace is a stairwell that leads to the upper floors.
The place is humming like a bee hive. Locals and caravaners are drinking at the tables while tavern maids run flagons of ale to and from the back. In one corner is a large log with dozens of nails sticking out of it. There are a group of people cheering as they drive to drive a nail into the wood with just their hands
Maziara and Crunchface face are first to arrive as Marley discided to enjoy an evening stroll and Sam realized that now he's the cart driver he has to care for the horses as well.
Crunchface bee lines for the bar orders his free ale and a plate of the special which turns out to be hunters stew. (Remove 2 sp from your inventory please Crunchface) Maziara in his element starts chatting up the locals trading stories and dropping not too obvious hits he's a bard till someone takes the bait and gets him to sing. The performance goes well enough the barkers calls him over.
At thus point Marley walks in with Sam in tow, haveing run into eachother a few moments earlier.
Crunchface is at a table with Micky eating dinner. There are 2 extra Ales waiting.
DM: the scene is set. What do you do?
Notes:
ale 2 cp each
Dinner 2 sp
Wine 5 sp
Room for the night 1 gp
Anything else you want or need ask
Crunchface eats. A lot.
And maybe flirts with the barmaid. Bards and the only one that are charisma based.
If I haven’t offended you, don’t worry. I’m sure I’ll get to you eventually.
Give me a charisma check and I got to know. How does Crunchface flirt
Um…like an orc.
Keep in mind that (a) I know nothing about flirting and (b) Crunchface is very handsome by orc terms, but ugly by anyone-else terms.
He winks at her…
16
If I haven’t offended you, don’t worry. I’m sure I’ll get to you eventually.
That makes two of us i was never a good flirt, but great thing about being a half orc in a made up world is you get to decide what flirting is for you. I was half expecting some weird feat of strength or you pulling out a necklace of teeth or something. Lol
With a 5.
The barmaid does not even register your attempt as soon as she sets down the food and ale she is off before you can manage a word.