Ahead the party spots a livery. There's plenty of horses and ponies but sadly the bastards have the nerve to be goatless! There's humans mucking out stables but a dwarf fixing leather work on a saddle who looks up at them with a smile.
"Good morning hero's," the blonde dwarf exclaims. "You look like you're looking for adventure," he adds.
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Flip will bend walk around with his very sticky syrup covered hands, loooking for a dog to lick them clean. Before he starts, He will take the back of his hand and place it to his forehead, and mutter a quick prayer asking for help in finding the best dog ever.
ooc: He cast guidance on himeself....... investigate! 9 + 2 = 11
Valqwen watches as Flip starts walking around the stables and steps up to the honest looking dwarf.
“Hello fine sir, we are looking for a few horses. We are trying to get to a farm about a days ride from here.” Valqwen says in his most adult voice. He walks up to the closest horse and begins inspecting it as if he knows anything about horses.
I assume that with my roll... a dire raccoon will come and start licking / eating my hands... I mean... I would ride a Dire raccoon if allowed... so there is that I guess... Dire Rat would work also.
"I'm looking for a black horse, a NightMare if possible." Darr will say, looking completely bored and disinterested, but secretly really wanting to pet all the animals.
Flip alas finds not dog but an ugly small horse that's dog like in stature. It's dappled gray with huge buck teeth and nearly crossed eyes but not enough to make it run in circles, maybe.
"Fine animals ALL," the dwarf booms. "To hire them for three days is 1 gold a day but the weekly rate is 8 and I throw in tack and feed," he explains stroking his dazzling beard.
OOC: it's like he went nuts with a bedazzler from the 90s but like in his beard!
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Daar looks and finds a really really REALLY brown horse. It's not black but kinda passable.
"Magical beasties aren't my speciality," the dwarf with say with a frown. "That's Spud over there," he points to the darkest brown horse like dark chocolate. "He's sweet to some but then he can be an acquired taste," he adds.
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Valqwen sighs a heavy sigh at Darr and rolls his eyes. He then lifts the closest horses ear and moves his head close to the animal’s peering in looking for signs of something ...
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Flip will allow Herbert (The donkey he just named Herbert) to lick the syrup from his hands before patting him on the head. Flip will turn to the others, not paying attention to the fact that Herbert has started chewing on his cloak he was wearing over his armor. "Hey guys! I think this one likes me! I bet he is the fastest one here!"
Flip will mount Herbert and pull out a crossbow bolt and spear the last of his pancakes with it. Then leaning forward will hold the pancake in front of the donkey trying to lead it towards the dwarf. Once he is close enough he will toss enough gold for the week as well and shift his pancake-on-a-stick towards the road leading to their destination "Onward Hebert!" The small gnome will yell as the donkey transitions from a very slow walk to a very slight saunter.
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Ahead the party spots a livery. There's plenty of horses and ponies but sadly the bastards have the nerve to be goatless! There's humans mucking out stables but a dwarf fixing leather work on a saddle who looks up at them with a smile.
"Good morning hero's," the blonde dwarf exclaims. "You look like you're looking for adventure," he adds.
He strokes his blinged out beard with a grin.
*picture a used car salesmen but a dwarf*
Sometimes a Nat 1 tells a better story than a Nat 20 ever could.
what about dogs? Flip is looking to buy a mastiff
Investigate!
Sometimes a Nat 1 tells a better story than a Nat 20 ever could.
Flip will bend walk around with his very sticky syrup covered hands, loooking for a dog to lick them clean. Before he starts, He will take the back of his hand and place it to his forehead, and mutter a quick prayer asking for help in finding the best dog ever.
ooc: He cast guidance on himeself....... investigate! 9 + 2 = 11
Valqwen watches as Flip starts walking around the stables and steps up to the honest looking dwarf.
“Hello fine sir, we are looking for a few horses. We are trying to get to a farm about a days ride from here.” Valqwen says in his most adult voice. He walks up to the closest horse and begins inspecting it as if he knows anything about horses.
(I imagine him lifting the tail... looking under there... kicking the hooves....)
( haha exactly that )
I assume that with my roll... a dire raccoon will come and start licking / eating my hands... I mean... I would ride a Dire raccoon if allowed... so there is that I guess... Dire Rat would work also.
"I'm looking for a black horse, a NightMare if possible." Darr will say, looking completely bored and disinterested, but secretly really wanting to pet all the animals.
OOC: Ha!! I snorted my coffee, OUCH!
Flip alas finds not dog but an ugly small horse that's dog like in stature. It's dappled gray with huge buck teeth and nearly crossed eyes but not enough to make it run in circles, maybe.
"Fine animals ALL," the dwarf booms. "To hire them for three days is 1 gold a day but the weekly rate is 8 and I throw in tack and feed," he explains stroking his dazzling beard.
OOC: it's like he went nuts with a bedazzler from the 90s but like in his beard!
Sometimes a Nat 1 tells a better story than a Nat 20 ever could.
(Is it a pony... or a donkey.... Flip is hoping for a donky :P)
Flip will approach the creature, offering it the chance to lick the syrup off of his hands.
OOC: A donkey, I'll give you that lol.
Animal handling check please everyone checking out the horses and...other mounts!
Sometimes a Nat 1 tells a better story than a Nat 20 ever could.
Daar looks and finds a really really REALLY brown horse. It's not black but kinda passable.
"Magical beasties aren't my speciality," the dwarf with say with a frown. "That's Spud over there," he points to the darkest brown horse like dark chocolate. "He's sweet to some but then he can be an acquired taste," he adds.
Sometimes a Nat 1 tells a better story than a Nat 20 ever could.
Valqwen sighs a heavy sigh at Darr and rolls his eyes. He then lifts the closest horses ear and moves his head close to the animal’s peering in looking for signs of something ...
Animal Handling : 19
“Yes I see the fine quality you speak of” Valqwen says to the obviously successful horse salesmen.
OOC: I've got meetings on and off ALL day on campus. I'll try to check when I can!!
Giving Val a concerned look but smiling at his praise the dwarf nods.
"Best in Painswick," he dwarf replies.
*that's because he's the only livery in 50 miles* a distant voice whispers..
Sometimes a Nat 1 tells a better story than a Nat 20 ever could.
Flip will allow Herbert (The donkey he just named Herbert) to lick the syrup from his hands before patting him on the head. Flip will turn to the others, not paying attention to the fact that Herbert has started chewing on his cloak he was wearing over his armor. "Hey guys! I think this one likes me! I bet he is the fastest one here!"
Animal handling! 18
OOC: Who's Flint. Lolz 😆
Herbert the donkey does like Flip...maybe even too much.
"I'll let you take him my man for 3 gold pieces. Take him and never...I mean he's yours," the dwarf exclaims.
Sometimes a Nat 1 tells a better story than a Nat 20 ever could.
Daar tosses the dwarf enough gold for the week. "I'll take 'Spud' then." She leans in to the horse and whispers, "I shall call you Princess BloodMoon"
Animal Handling: 9
Val will also hand the dwarf enough gold for the week. "...And i'll take this this fine specimen" he says as he pats the horse on the head.
Flip will mount Herbert and pull out a crossbow bolt and spear the last of his pancakes with it. Then leaning forward will hold the pancake in front of the donkey trying to lead it towards the dwarf. Once he is close enough he will toss enough gold for the week as well and shift his pancake-on-a-stick towards the road leading to their destination "Onward Hebert!" The small gnome will yell as the donkey transitions from a very slow walk to a very slight saunter.