Blood Scales Game

Lorarila stays up a while longer enjoying the quiet and before getting up and going upstairs to Leadbelly's room and laying in its bed to sleep. Wonder how tomorrow will play out and if someone might die, and silently praying they wouldn't. She was enjoying the ragtag group of odd but interesting people. Settling down under the covers, it wasn't long till Lorarila was snoring loudly and sprawled all over the bed asleep. 

Unable to open the chest, "Eh, they got a key." Putting away his tools and heading to the first floor and then the cellar. Thimbol planned on a nice long nap near the safe. 

(for future reference the heavy door to the room with the safe in it also has a deadbolt lock that can be set from the inside without a key. I originally planned to have you unlock that door before getting to the room with safe but I figured you would get the keys from leadbelly and that it would be a waste of time lol. So if you wanted to sleep in that room and lock yourself in the room with the safe you could :P I mean.. you could also just lock the front door to the inn... since the heavy lock was able to keep people out for 7 years :D I like the thought of Thimbol laying on a rug guarding the safe though :P)

(Is a good guard dog) 

So as everyone goes to bed / chair / rug... you all sleep very soundly. Between exhaustion and the thick walls of the inn preventing the sounds of the outside world from waking you... you all wake feeling very refreshed as beams of sunlight pass through the windows of the inn. At first you were unable to notice the details in the windows due to the thick layers of dust and dirt and the fact that it was dark by the time they were cleaned, but each of the windows is actually made of stained glass. Many of them depicting scenes of flowers, food, music, mythical creatures, and epic battles. The colors cast beautiful dancing rainbows across the variety of furnishings within the inn. 

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Welcome to level 2 / Day 2
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**I would never do this in real life, and thinking of typing it is making myself mad, lol*

Mo swivels his legs out of bed and sits up to grab his drum.  Letting out a big yawn, he starts banging out his Wake Up song, which you have all heard before, but not from this close. Booom, boomboom Booom, boomboom Booom, BaBaBaBaBaBaBaBoom Boom BOOOMMM...

Sayre comes back down stairs after a restful sleep. She goes to the shop for eggs, bread, and bacon to make breakfast. 

OOC: Thimbol I'm never going to hold things against you if Sayre's not there when you find stuff bro. Rogue gotta rouge!!

As Mo beats on his drum, the thick walls of the inn actually help to muffle the sound and the people of Black Oak are actually relieved that they cannot hear the drumming that has plagued them every morning for the last few months or so.....

everyone inside of the inn however.....

The thick beams of the inn vibrate just a little bit as the windows rattle loudly and glasses at the bar slowly bounce around on their shelves. The chandeliers on all three levels begin to swing around slightly as the sound has no problem penetrating through both hardwood floors finding its way into the basement.

“Mo!!!” Thimbol shouted from the basement as he contemplated locking himself in the safe on the off chance it was insulated from the WAKE UP SONG!

Grumbling, the halfling started scooping up the remaining items out of the safe. Shoving in what he could into that seemingly empty bag and bringing up the rest in a trip or two if possible to place on last nights dinner table. “Considering Mr. Leadbelly and the quality of that safe, I’d assume this is some pretty impressive gear.“ Saying to no one in particular, especially if he’s standing all alone....

(Couldn’t figure out how to scream MOOO without it coming out as moo cow.)

**ooc nobody has ever asked Mo not to play his Wake up song**

Sayre would know that while she could get those items in limited quantities from Gwen's goods, but the best place to get them is the small farm stand that is setup at the Walker farm since all their goods are the most fresh. (Which place is she headed?)

OOC: The best for my crew please!! She'll try to hunt too if you'd like me to roll. Survival or whatever!

Thimbol, you notice that all of it fits in the bag... with no problem at all... and the weight of the bag does not seem to increase as you put stuff into it. When you open the bag and glance inside you don't really see anything is in there at all.

(Oh...)

Looking through the bag, "So, that stuff I said. I made it up." Peeking into the empty bag, Thimbol wasn't sure what happened, but maybe it was a bag of disintegration or some other weird magic. "Uh..." Holding the bag open and turning it upside down, giving it a shake. 

As Sayre walks down the cobblestone road towards the edge of town, passing tidy wooden houses and some children playing in the street she cannot help but notice the wonderful smells blowing her direction from up the hill. As the cobblestone road transitions to dirt she reaches the Walker farm. The farm consists of a modest farm house that while not very large, it is clean and the Walker's are happy with it. They have a small stand setup next to the front gate to their property where Mary Beth sells her pies and jam along with bushels of fresh fruits and veggies. She small wooden stand has poster boards nailed to the large posts on either side off the stand that show the prices of the items on display, as well as the prices to purchase horses, cows, dogs, cats, chickens and a variety of other animals and goods that one may get from the farm.

Navek reenters the Inn, having awoken in the wee hours of the morning. He is covered in sweat, but there's a vigor to him this morning. Also, the scraggly salt and pepper beard was so much more robust darker that even a dwarf would approve of it. If anyone got to close, they could also feel an unnatural amount of warmth radiating off him. Nothing too uncomfortable. But, definitely as noticeable as the glint off the battleaxe at his side, and smell of cinders about the goliath.

  Sayre would be the first to see Navek, if only passing on her out. But aside from a nod in greeting, he offered no immediate explanation then.

"Good Morning Little Thumb!" He greets joyously. A similiar greeting is extended to anyone else that remained and happen to be down. At Thimbol's changed answer, Navek lofts a brow. "Oh? Why would you make something like that up? Or was that bag the only thing aside from the sack over there." He gestures to check over by his chair. (Unless Thimbol wishes to take back having shown that the night before?) Seeing Thimbol turn it upside down and produce no results(?), Navek glances over to any other present as if to question if they understood what was going on before saying, "Try, uh... hmm... try... turning that inside out? Not sure what you expect to get out of it, but when I miss a thing my own mess of a bag, I do that to get some stuff out of crevices and folds sometimes." He offers, then makes his way over to his chair by the fire.

The moment Thimbol turns the bag upsidown everything that he put inside spills out on to the floor.

"Hey Girl! What brings you to the shop? Mary Beth yells leaning over the top of the counter, waving to Sayre as she approaches. Her curly red hair spilling on to the counter like a lava flow. A bright white smile will spread across her face and her freckles will seem to catch the morning sun as the woman motions you over. "Hank is out tending to the animals, so what can I get for you? I heard you signed up to help save us all from those darn Bloodscales! Good for you! She says practically bouncing with excitement. "You know I pray every night for someone to rid us of that plague and here you are! Please sit! talk! you want a slice of pie or some lemonade maybe? She quickly stands up and goes to start cutting you a piece of one of her pies while also pulling a small glass from under her stand.

**** So Sayre is out buying food for breakfast, Thimbol gathered up all the magic items that he had found in the basement and dumped them on to the floor after being awakened by Mo's super loud drumming, Navek had left early before Mo played his song and came back to the inn and is talking to Thimbol. Mo has yet to make it downstairs (possibly still drumming.. I hear it is a pretty long process?) and Lorarila unless stated is assumed to be in her room still****