Nif chuckles, "Of course, I know how this must sound. But no fear, I collected them off some goblin bandits a few days ago." he says as he rummages in his backpack for the frog statuette.
Vondal scribbles furiously having not quite expected some of the answer, and forgetting about Zander in the process. When he does finally look up, it is to met the woman's gaze after mentioning a Miner's Exchange. He gives a wary nod in turn, and then slips Toblen the coinage. "Here. 2 Dragons. Both for the wonderful meal, and apologies for any discomfort. With any luck, this whole Redbrand business will resolve itself soon enough, but..." He gives Toblen an apologetic look before returning to his meal.
Well, start to, and then perks up and starts looking around. "Oh shite... I-I'll be right for the rest of this."He motions to his food as he scoops up what he can into his mouth in his rush out the door. Somehow during that whole mess, he spares the woman from before another lingering look on his way out.
"Zanner! Zanner!"He calls out in between all the chewing.
The woman takes the small, jade frog from Nif and turns it over in her hand. "What a strange, little trinket," she remarks. With a small smile, she holds it up. "I could give you 10 gold for this. We don't have any use for jade, but we could use the gold." She shrugs. "I'll tell you, though, you could probably get more for it from Halia over at the Miner's Exchange. She deals in this kind of stuff." She gives another small shrug and looks at the dwarf.
As Vondal exits the Stonehill Inn, he sees Zander stumbling south. As the sorcerer passes a building, four armed ruffians walk out into the street and approach him from behind. All of them are humans wearing grimy red cloaks. Their hands are on their weapons as they close in on Zander. "Well, lookee here, fellas," one of them says. "Surely this finely-dressed gentleman has some spare coin for us." "Let's see what else he might need to part with," says another.
"If you tries to go rob me, Imma make you part with all your faces. 'Cause Imma esplode them. So leemee 'lone."
He waves his arms unthreateningly, and stumbles about, backing up slightly as to get them all on one side of him. He also places his hands behind his back, where they can't be seen, and they glow slightly(bonus action, sorcery point convert to spell slot.)
"This boy."Vondal mutters derisively as he storms his way after Zander in the wake of the four armed thugs. When he eventually comes up behind them, he sputters and mucks up the first attempt to clear his throat after having caught the Aasimar's statement. Recovering quickly however, the Hill Dwarf again clears his throat with actual authority while brushing away most of the bits of meats from his beard.
"A good day to you, gentlemen. I do apologize for my compatriots lack of... sense. One too many drinks, unfortunately."He chuckles with feigned mirth. "You know how it is... Though! In his condition, he is liable to make some good of his claims. And I'm sure neither you or I wish to have things escalate unnecessarily. It's all laughs and fun times 'till half your face is burned off over a little ego." He smiles, but it doesn't quite reach his eyes. "So a compromise. You all take this--" He takes out a pouch of coin(5 dragons worth) and tosses it up and down in the air in a single hand. "And let bygones be bygones." He holds up his other hand in a halting motion.
"I am aware of what group belong to, and the sort of trouble we may find ourselves if we don't acquiesce to any and all your demands. Just as I am aware that it is four against two at the moment... But let me ask you this... Did you join in gang for the easy coin? Or is the risk of losing your lives to outsiders in some random side street, knowing none would weep at your passing, and that your so called 'friends' would rejoice upon hearing of your demise before trying their hand using 'smarter' means?"He asks solemnly.
(@DDP Persuasion roll is in the spoiler, in case if it is needed)
Persuasion: 11 if at disadvantage(13), and if Intimidation would be more appropriate, subtract 2 off the rolls.
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.
The two Redbrands facing Vondal screw up their faces at his long speech, eye his purse, then draw their shortswords. "How about you hand that over and anything else you have of value, shortstuff," one of them says, "or you both will be eating our swords." The other two draw their shortswords as well and wave them at Zander threateningly.
"Head south through town," the woman tells Nif. "It's just past the Lionshield Coster. And you tell that b—" The man clears his throat, cutting off the woman. She closes her mouth, then opens it again. "Tell Halia we sent you."
The two dwarves exit the shop and begin walking south, but are a little too far away to yet notice anything amiss going on ahead of them.
OOC: Zander, if you do decide to attack, do so at disadvantage due to your intoxication.
"Dassit! Imma warned you! Imma kill allayou if you doesn't gowway now!"
Zander's eyes, whites and all, turn the turn the blackest black any of the present people have ever seen, and extremely dark blue veins run through them. His skin turns pale, and black veins run through it. He raises his hands above his head, and they burst into a black flame that seems to suck the light from the surrounding area.
(Prepare action to cast burning hands if they advance or attack)
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
"Ignorance is bliss, and you look absolutely miserable."
"Dassit! I warnejoo! Gowway or imma 'splode you now!"
Zander's eyes turn the blackest black anyone present has ever seen, and he raises his arms above his head. His skin turns a sickly pale, and black veins run across his body. His raised arms burst into a black flame that seems to suck the light from the area around them.
(Ready action to cast Burning hands on them if they advance or attempt to attack.)
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
"Ignorance is bliss, and you look absolutely miserable."
Zander is five feet from two thugs and 10 feet from the other two who are facing Vondal. The four are kind of back to back. If you say Vondal is 10 feet from the second set, that's where he is. So, Vondal is 20 feet from Zander. You all have not said anything about taking a short rest. You immediately kept traveling after the last battle, and you have been in town maybe an hour, but you haven't said you were taking a short rest, so we've just been going from activity to activity.
Zander, in the interest of fun, roll an intimidation check at disadvantage.
(@DDP Fack! I was afraid of that. Still, I had a plan for attempting a surprise attack, but now I'm curious how this intimidation roll is gonna play out. XD)
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.
(@Woobydoo Z'all good. Burning Hands only reaches as far as 15 ft. So, it'd be just shy of Vondal… unless Zander goes out of his way to catch him in it. XD)
Rollback Post to RevisionRollBack
When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.
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OOC: Sorry DDP, I completely missed post 727.
"Hi there." Nif says with a nod. "I am new to town on a job and was wondering if this is the best place to sell some gold items?"
"Gold items?" the woman asks, skepticism and interest coloring her tone. "Perhaps. Can I see them?"
Nif chuckles, "Of course, I know how this must sound. But no fear, I collected them off some goblin bandits a few days ago." he says as he rummages in his backpack for the frog statuette.
Vondal scribbles furiously having not quite expected some of the answer, and forgetting about Zander in the process. When he does finally look up, it is to met the woman's gaze after mentioning a Miner's Exchange. He gives a wary nod in turn, and then slips Toblen the coinage. "Here. 2 Dragons. Both for the wonderful meal, and apologies for any discomfort. With any luck, this whole Redbrand business will resolve itself soon enough, but..." He gives Toblen an apologetic look before returning to his meal.
Well, start to, and then perks up and starts looking around. "Oh shite... I-I'll be right for the rest of this." He motions to his food as he scoops up what he can into his mouth in his rush out the door. Somehow during that whole mess, he spares the woman from before another lingering look on his way out.
"Zanner! Zanner!" He calls out in between all the chewing.
When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.
Zander's got no idea where everyone else has gone, and stumbles out in the street, narrowly missing getting crushed by an ox driven cart.
"Ignorance is bliss, and you look absolutely miserable."
The woman takes the small, jade frog from Nif and turns it over in her hand. "What a strange, little trinket," she remarks. With a small smile, she holds it up. "I could give you 10 gold for this. We don't have any use for jade, but we could use the gold." She shrugs. "I'll tell you, though, you could probably get more for it from Halia over at the Miner's Exchange. She deals in this kind of stuff." She gives another small shrug and looks at the dwarf.
As Vondal exits the Stonehill Inn, he sees Zander stumbling south. As the sorcerer passes a building, four armed ruffians walk out into the street and approach him from behind. All of them are humans wearing grimy red cloaks. Their hands are on their weapons as they close in on Zander. "Well, lookee here, fellas," one of them says. "Surely this finely-dressed gentleman has some spare coin for us." "Let's see what else he might need to part with," says another.
As the Smith hands back the statuette to Nif, he smiles. "Many thanks for that. Could you please point me in that direction?"
Nif will then head in the pointed direction.
Karl follows Nif back out into the street but if he sees a ruckus developing down the street he will wander over.
DM - Stopping a god in his tracks
"If you tries to go rob me, Imma make you part with all your faces. 'Cause Imma esplode them. So leemee 'lone."
He waves his arms unthreateningly, and stumbles about, backing up slightly as to get them all on one side of him. He also places his hands behind his back, where they can't be seen, and they glow slightly(bonus action, sorcery point convert to spell slot.)
"Ignorance is bliss, and you look absolutely miserable."
"This boy." Vondal mutters derisively as he storms his way after Zander in the wake of the four armed thugs. When he eventually comes up behind them, he sputters and mucks up the first attempt to clear his throat after having caught the Aasimar's statement. Recovering quickly however, the Hill Dwarf again clears his throat with actual authority while brushing away most of the bits of meats from his beard.
"A good day to you, gentlemen. I do apologize for my compatriots lack of... sense. One too many drinks, unfortunately." He chuckles with feigned mirth. "You know how it is... Though! In his condition, he is liable to make some good of his claims. And I'm sure neither you or I wish to have things escalate unnecessarily. It's all laughs and fun times 'till half your face is burned off over a little ego." He smiles, but it doesn't quite reach his eyes. "So a compromise. You all take this--" He takes out a pouch of coin(5 dragons worth) and tosses it up and down in the air in a single hand. "And let bygones be bygones." He holds up his other hand in a halting motion.
"I am aware of what group belong to, and the sort of trouble we may find ourselves if we don't acquiesce to any and all your demands. Just as I am aware that it is four against two at the moment... But let me ask you this... Did you join in gang for the easy coin? Or is the risk of losing your lives to outsiders in some random side street, knowing none would weep at your passing, and that your so called 'friends' would rejoice upon hearing of your demise before trying their hand using 'smarter' means?" He asks solemnly.
(@DDP Persuasion roll is in the spoiler, in case if it is needed)
Persuasion: 11 if at disadvantage(13), and if Intimidation would be more appropriate, subtract 2 off the rolls.
When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.
"Hey! Don' givvem none of our moneys. Dese ******** is gonna git 'sploded, or they is gonna gowway. Imma mean this! Imma 'splode your face!"
"Ignorance is bliss, and you look absolutely miserable."
The two Redbrands facing Vondal screw up their faces at his long speech, eye his purse, then draw their shortswords. "How about you hand that over and anything else you have of value, shortstuff," one of them says, "or you both will be eating our swords." The other two draw their shortswords as well and wave them at Zander threateningly.
"Head south through town," the woman tells Nif. "It's just past the Lionshield Coster. And you tell that b—" The man clears his throat, cutting off the woman. She closes her mouth, then opens it again. "Tell Halia we sent you."
The two dwarves exit the shop and begin walking south, but are a little too far away to yet notice anything amiss going on ahead of them.
OOC: Zander, if you do decide to attack, do so at disadvantage due to your intoxication.
(@DDP Hmm... Roughly how far is Zander from the thugs? And is alright to say that Vondal is 10ft from them on the opposite side?)
(Also, we are not considered to have taken a short rest since the last fight, right?)
When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.
"Dassit! Imma warned you! Imma kill allayou if you doesn't gowway now!"
Zander's eyes, whites and all, turn the turn the blackest black any of the present people have ever seen, and extremely dark blue veins run through them. His skin turns pale, and black veins run through it. He raises his hands above his head, and they burst into a black flame that seems to suck the light from the surrounding area.
(Prepare action to cast burning hands if they advance or attack)
"Ignorance is bliss, and you look absolutely miserable."
"Dassit! I warnejoo! Gowway or imma 'splode you now!"
Zander's eyes turn the blackest black anyone present has ever seen, and he raises his arms above his head. His skin turns a sickly pale, and black veins run across his body. His raised arms burst into a black flame that seems to suck the light from the area around them.
(Ready action to cast Burning hands on them if they advance or attempt to attack.)
"Ignorance is bliss, and you look absolutely miserable."
Zander is five feet from two thugs and 10 feet from the other two who are facing Vondal. The four are kind of back to back. If you say Vondal is 10 feet from the second set, that's where he is. So, Vondal is 20 feet from Zander. You all have not said anything about taking a short rest. You immediately kept traveling after the last battle, and you have been in town maybe an hour, but you haven't said you were taking a short rest, so we've just been going from activity to activity.
Zander, in the interest of fun, roll an intimidation check at disadvantage.
DM rolls: 38
Intimidation: 10
(Whoops, forgot the /on the second [roll]!)
(Crap, I've got no idea how to impose disadvantage on a roll. Imma just roll twice)
Roll 2: 20
"Ignorance is bliss, and you look absolutely miserable."
(@DDP Fack! I was afraid of that. Still, I had a plan for attempting a surprise attack, but now I'm curious how this intimidation roll is gonna play out. XD)
When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.
(Sorry Vondal, but Zander might end up scorching you, he's too damn pissed(in both meanings of the word) to try not to hit you!)
"Ignorance is bliss, and you look absolutely miserable."
(@Woobydoo Z'all good. Burning Hands only reaches as far as 15 ft. So, it'd be just shy of Vondal… unless Zander goes out of his way to catch him in it. XD)
When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.