Blood Scales Game

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Great. Now that Image is stuck in my head. 

Thimbol stared at the hand for a bit, not entirely enthused about being declined his own trade, he’d tuck the bag of gems back into his coat. “Lorarila then...” He’d repeat as he put his small halfling hand into the Goliaths. “I don’t have much coin to my own name or much to trade, so I’ll just have to come back.” Looking to move out the door, “I think the others are just outside.”

Making his way outside, he’d see Sayre waiting. Mo appeared to be off in the distance heading toward the direction of the Inn. ”Hello, Sayre. Doing some shopping? I think we should meet back at the inn to discuss these Blood Scales. Hopefully get to them before nightfall or at least attempt it first thing in the morning after another delicious breakfast..Of yours? Of course I could try to cook, but it wouldn’t be much better than Naveks rat and spider stew...” The halfling starting to walk toward the inn.

Navek nods. "That's the nail. I'll be out in a moment." Navek turns back to finish the deal things up with Smoke before leaving with the Goggles of Night in tow. Seeing and probably most of the Thimbol's exchange with the girls, Navek simply shrugs and starts following after him. 

"So, how did things go back at the prison by the way? New recruit take the same deal?" He asks in transit. He'll also pass along the goggles to Thimbol.

"We do need to talk Thimbol," Sayre will reply to the halfling and follow behind him at a distance waiting for the others to catch up.

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That didn't even beat my passive. Should it apply here. 

 What?

Thimbol glanced back to Sayre. "Nice boots..."

It's nothing. Fixed it. 

(you would have boots but you put the boots of speed back in the safe :P)

Thimbol grumbled slightly as Navek managed to catch up, handing him the goggles. A goliath never forgets apparently. "Ah, yes. Thank you. " Strapping them to his top hat

OOC: Boots of Elvenkin Wreck that Navek gave her from the ID'd booty.

"Thanks," Sayre replies curtly. "I think there's boons for us in Leadbelly's loot," she adds.

(yeah, there were the boots in the safe and the boots in the chest, Sayre has the boots from the safe and Thimbol used to be wearing the boots from the chest but put them in the safe before heading to the prison before heading back to see smoke before heading back to the inn... damn son I hope you are wearing your fit bit)

OOC: I swear I RP'd Sayre thanking Navek, looks like another crap Android-site eaten post!! Thimbol is running all over creation Wreck, he's our marathon man!

OK, So everyone manages to make it back to the inn and it is about 1:30. If you make and eat a lunch there I will let Sayre roll for Temp HP for everyone like we did last time. you guys can talk while eating or whatever. It is up to you.

(Sayre or I guess whoever makes the food, Sayre is not the designated cook I suppose lol)

Sayre makes bacon sandwiches out of the stuff left from breakfast. 13

OOC: What am I rolling temp HP with again?

After everyone's settled at the table she will begin.

"I said it before but I'll repeat myself. Is there anything anyone needs to let us know about their past that maybe might help us move forward with our future as a team," Sayre says with a soft expression looking at no one in particular.

Thimbol was making his way back up from the cellar, having put the boots of speed back on while others were keeping themselves busy or cooking. "There's a pretty big grandfather clock downstairs. " The halfling climbing up into a seat as he hears Sayre's question once again. A glance would be given around, not expecting anyone to have much to say.

 "I don't know about the past, but Drak was more forthcoming a second time around. He mentioned 8 more blood scales, Shiv, and a pack of wolves. Sounds like a bit much for us to try and take head on. We could try to take out the wolves first. They're fed at dusk and dawn, maybe the poison from the spiders Navek nicked." Shrugging slightly, not wanting to tell anyone what to do. "Other than numbers, they seem to be taking the name Blood Scales a bit more literal having some kind of concoction to grant them reptilian strength and appearance. "

D20 Plus Your Proficiency in Cooking Utensils. But, they are tools that fall under that grey area in which it is up to the DM to determine which stat mod would also apply. For Navek, I had used wisdom for making sure he got the right quality as seasoned and went along. And, I believe later you did thank him for the gear, so all good there. 

"You did?" Then Navek thinks about it. "Huh.. yeah, you did. Huh... Well, I've been a pretty open book. LIving as long as I have though, you start to forget what'd be relevant than having a strong arm and... knowing some people. Like those mercs are mentioned. They do not owe me anything. But, I can vouch for them, if ever get around to put a notice out for them." He takes another bite of his meal. "Other than that, unless we're planning to put off dealing with the Blood Scales for another week, it will take me about that long to tell my story." Navek chuckles and nudges whoever is nearby. 

"I can also tell I... used to be good with the forge. Been awhile. But 'ol Hephestus seen fit to help remind me recently of the good old days.. So, if we ever get a forge out back, or work out a deal with a local, there is that." He then looks to Thimbol and says. "Sounds like some cultish crap. And if so, we might not be able to take any more prisoners this time around... As for the poison. I only managed to knick enough that these wolves might get sick at best. But it won't put'em down. Not unless folk wanna try hunting down some more in the forest." 

"We can always purchase some poison, use a dead deer or something as bait for the wolves. It doesn't have to kill, just weakening them would be a huge advantage. As for the Bloodscales and their potion, it will be a really bad idea to charge in. If it is even just a small boost we will be in real serious trouble. Sadly, if they are all like Drak I doubt we can easily poison them." Lorarila will stay near Navek, worrying about a variety of things. 

(The second bandit looked like his changes were very different than Drak's so even if some of them are resistant to poison you dont think that all of them probably would be.)