So Joe rolls up to Honest Joe’s; the captured bandits (plus Yenn, just to look the part) are bound and gagged in the back of Joe’s wagon, but Joseph says nothing.
“Lost a few people?” He asks.
“What? Noooooo. They’re just waiting at Evelyn’s.”
Joseph shrugs, and the goods are loaded; he soon returns with a sack of 150 gold (he had seen six people working for Joe). As arranged, Yenn is released after swearing very solemnly that she’ll never return to a life of crime.
Joe makes a quick detour to drop off the other two bandits at the jail, then heads back to the Coppet Kettle to settle accounts with the party and buy them a round of drinks.
“Well, I’m glad that’s over,” Joe says jovially (after paying the group the gold).
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Hello hello, I am Mr. Dicestone, a fellow adventurer and Planeswalker, enjoying the realm of wonders and wizardry and clicky math rocks. When not crafting the wonderful and whimsical world of Dan-thurás, I’m also working on custom spells and subclasses (hopefully coming soon to a forum or campaign near you) and other enjoyable settings for people to experience or staring with my third eye into space, rolling dice for no reason
*There are tables for people of all sizes. Make a reverse CHA-History check (use Charisma for History and hope for a low number)*
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Hello hello, I am Mr. Dicestone, a fellow adventurer and Planeswalker, enjoying the realm of wonders and wizardry and clicky math rocks. When not crafting the wonderful and whimsical world of Dan-thurás, I’m also working on custom spells and subclasses (hopefully coming soon to a forum or campaign near you) and other enjoyable settings for people to experience or staring with my third eye into space, rolling dice for no reason
*30 gold and 75 silver per person, to be precise (Joseph only has so many gold coins)*
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*Everyone has acquired enough XP to advance to Level 2. Moving forward, let’s do Milestone Leveling; less mental math and unbalanced encounters for everyone.*
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Hello hello, I am Mr. Dicestone, a fellow adventurer and Planeswalker, enjoying the realm of wonders and wizardry and clicky math rocks. When not crafting the wonderful and whimsical world of Dan-thurás, I’m also working on custom spells and subclasses (hopefully coming soon to a forum or campaign near you) and other enjoyable settings for people to experience or staring with my third eye into space, rolling dice for no reason
Orien shakes and waves an arm he grumbles and from around a corner comes a red fox that seems so sleek and vibrant with eyes the color of nightshade…
”Challa these are friends. Friends this is Challa. Yenn Mia Rutrow Joe and other Joe” Orien looks for a sturdy bench seat or stump chair one that won’t collapse or groan.
*Everyone has acquired enough XP to advance to Level 2. Moving forward, let’s do Milestone Leveling; less mental math and unbalanced encounters for everyone.*
As Rutrow has some time to kill, he goes to the tavern and finds a rear table. Like the 1st day he is feeling an internal energy. Walking through the tavern he acknowledges with a nod anyone he recognizes, but moves to the rear with purpose. Rutrow sits down and tries to practice. He feels something but it is not working. He gets a brain flash and inspiration and removes his leather armor and and packs it up. Sitting down he practices, not a cantrip but an invocation. Not wearing any armor he suddenly feels different, a slight constriction as if he is wearing his armor, then a release as if he has nothing on. He taps his chest and realizes there is some sort of armor surrounding him but it is invisible & gives him complete freedom of movement.
He tries a new cantrip and does not follow through but can feel the energy...he wants to release it but realizes it is a horrible idea inside. Throughout this practice session he stops to rest and mentally regroup and casts a spell that instantaneously cleans his clothes and gear about 1 cubic foot at a time. He practices cleans a bit, practices more cleans more etc.
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Rutrow stays with Yenn & Joe and Orien.
So Joe rolls up to Honest Joe’s; the captured bandits (plus Yenn, just to look the part) are bound and gagged in the back of Joe’s wagon, but Joseph says nothing.
“Lost a few people?” He asks.
“What? Noooooo. They’re just waiting at Evelyn’s.”
Joseph shrugs, and the goods are loaded; he soon returns with a sack of 150 gold (he had seen six people working for Joe). As arranged, Yenn is released after swearing very solemnly that she’ll never return to a life of crime.
Joe makes a quick detour to drop off the other two bandits at the jail, then heads back to the Coppet Kettle to settle accounts with the party and buy them a round of drinks.
“Well, I’m glad that’s over,” Joe says jovially (after paying the group the gold).
Hello hello, I am Mr. Dicestone, a fellow adventurer and Planeswalker, enjoying the realm of wonders and wizardry and clicky math rocks. When not crafting the wonderful and whimsical world of Dan-thurás, I’m also working on custom spells and subclasses (hopefully coming soon to a forum or campaign near you) and other enjoyable settings for people to experience or staring with my third eye into space, rolling dice for no reason
*How tall are the tables at the Copper Kettle?*
Rutrow counts his share out (30Gold??)
*There are tables for people of all sizes. Make a reverse CHA-History check (use Charisma for History and hope for a low number)*
Hello hello, I am Mr. Dicestone, a fellow adventurer and Planeswalker, enjoying the realm of wonders and wizardry and clicky math rocks. When not crafting the wonderful and whimsical world of Dan-thurás, I’m also working on custom spells and subclasses (hopefully coming soon to a forum or campaign near you) and other enjoyable settings for people to experience or staring with my third eye into space, rolling dice for no reason
*30 gold and 75 silver per person, to be precise (Joseph only has so many gold coins)*
Hello hello, I am Mr. Dicestone, a fellow adventurer and Planeswalker, enjoying the realm of wonders and wizardry and clicky math rocks. When not crafting the wonderful and whimsical world of Dan-thurás, I’m also working on custom spells and subclasses (hopefully coming soon to a forum or campaign near you) and other enjoyable settings for people to experience or staring with my third eye into space, rolling dice for no reason
*Everyone has acquired enough XP to advance to Level 2. Moving forward, let’s do Milestone Leveling; less mental math and unbalanced encounters for everyone.*
Hello hello, I am Mr. Dicestone, a fellow adventurer and Planeswalker, enjoying the realm of wonders and wizardry and clicky math rocks. When not crafting the wonderful and whimsical world of Dan-thurás, I’m also working on custom spells and subclasses (hopefully coming soon to a forum or campaign near you) and other enjoyable settings for people to experience or staring with my third eye into space, rolling dice for no reason
Orien shakes and waves an arm he grumbles and from around a corner comes a red fox that seems so sleek and vibrant with eyes the color of nightshade…
”Challa these are friends. Friends this is Challa. Yenn Mia Rutrow Joe and other Joe” Orien looks for a sturdy bench seat or stump chair one that won’t collapse or groan.
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Rutrow acknowledges the beauty of this red fox.
As Rutrow has some time to kill, he goes to the tavern and finds a rear table. Like the 1st day he is feeling an internal energy. Walking through the tavern he acknowledges with a nod anyone he recognizes, but moves to the rear with purpose. Rutrow sits down and tries to practice. He feels something but it is not working. He gets a brain flash and inspiration and removes his leather armor and and packs it up. Sitting down he practices, not a cantrip but an invocation. Not wearing any armor he suddenly feels different, a slight constriction as if he is wearing his armor, then a release as if he has nothing on. He taps his chest and realizes there is some sort of armor surrounding him but it is invisible & gives him complete freedom of movement.
He tries a new cantrip and does not follow through but can feel the energy...he wants to release it but realizes it is a horrible idea inside. Throughout this practice session he stops to rest and mentally regroup and casts a spell that instantaneously cleans his clothes and gear about 1 cubic foot at a time. He practices cleans a bit, practices more cleans more etc.