"Master blackwell.. I know better than any when it comes to finding ye home smashed to bits. be calm good sir, i know ye have been vouched here but, I ask be calm... I'll only say it once. "
Gremryl knows its an evening of dining, but in usual fashion.. Loyal to Leon, and Master Black is coming off a bit too eager.
“Elmo or Grem, how did you guys meet with Elhutz? Mr. Black is inquiring on how we came in possession of the box. I only know we got it from him after it almost killed us.”
"El Hutz joined us breifly. A crazy shadow else. He was a bit of a rascal like me-self. At one point we were suspicious of new comers, I say we, but it was mainly Grem and Morgana who who decided to torture information out of the helpless elf. He seemed like a trustworthy gent for certain in Ol'Elmo's eyes. However after that crazy night of interrogation he left us in the dead of night. Or whaterver passes for night down here. He did rob me of me gold. Which is fair because I wronged him in the same way earlier. (Elmo chuckles to himself) To answer ye question I think we came upon him in the custody of drow patrol , not unlike how we met ye leon me mate."
TO Hem,
"Dont listen to Grem me mate, The Dero's we need to be find'in goes by the name of Droki. Aparently he can be heard saying things like, 'Droki is late! They will be so angry! Stupid, stupid, stupid!' Think we can do what Captain Errde Blackskull wants and track down this Droki before the drinking and sneak'in? Also do ye think I could see Ylsa Henstak in the next day or so?
To Grem in private,
"Way to best me in cup of ales mate. Its true, I could never compete with ye in a square game of ales. However, despite your victory just now, I was going to best ya at the competition. I say that because, I been planning a plotting how to best ye. I was going to beat ye the halfling way, by bending rules. (elmo secretly hands Grem a large handful of absorbent fungus that he collected from the under dark). I've been saving these here fungus's ever since we beat away the despair during our travels with talks of competitions of drink... Since I cant compete, I want ye to bring pride to Adbar. (elmo puts his hand on his friends shoulder) Just eat them and they will absorb, according to stool, "a shite ton of booze". I believe I quoted him correctly. And dont worry, he assured me that these here fungi aint poisonous."
To Rowland,
Elmo stumbles drunkenly at this point up to Rowland and sees the box.
"Thats a bloody incredible flagon mate! mind if I drink from it next!?" Elmo reaches for the box
Leon pulls the box out of Elmo's way so he can’t grab it and puts it back into his bag. Leon continues talking to Rowland.
“I understand your claim to this box. If you are agreeable to it, I would like to take the box with us to see Themberchaud. If he is a dick or serves us no purpose to show him the box then you can have it after that. I will not readily show him the box but if we need an in this box could be it. If there are rewards from said box you can be a part of them. Does that sound fair to you?”
To Grem: “yo, bro, what’d u just eat!? Can I have some of those munchies, please?”
to the party: “who the hell is Derro? Should I brain him?”
to elmo: “where I come from, we punish thieves who take from others needlessly. But I’m willing to give u the benefit of the doubt, little dude. Just don’t try to pull that ‘steal from the new guy’ shit on me.”
A mix of emotions flash across Rowland's face before he speaks once more in a stern voice to Leon. "You must understand me when I say this . . . I will not part from your company without seeing the contents of that box. Most likely it contains some pathetic momento of my father's and we'll both be happy to chuck it into the nearest pit. Then there's the matter of who took it in the first place and it seems as though your journey is intertwined with my quest in finding those responsible. I would sorely like a word with this El Hutz fellow, an elf you say? Hmmm, the name doesn't mean anything to me. I'm unaware of any elves passing thru our part of the realm. I agree to your terms friend and hope that my actions in the days to come will gain your trust and that you keep your word when the time comes."
As he finishes he gives Leon a solemn nod, raises his mug to the others and takes a large swig. He then turns to the Grem and smiles, "Well done friend, I see you've proven yourself worthy of the brew contest indeed," he then smirks "I noticed you chose the smallest fellow in the room though. Hmm . . ." He then lets out a laugh and looks at Elmo, "No offense little one." Turning back to Grem, "If we meet once more after this shite box business and you've not recently imbibed in the fungus of this place, what say we put your skill to a true test!" He lets out another laugh, slaps Grem on the shoulder and begins to drain another ale, seemingly relaxed and at ease once more.
Seemingly have sobered up Gremryl grins at Rowland "Aye lad, sounds like a fine idea, ye know in my day I used to be the Maester of ceremonies during the Adbar annual Gutbuster drinking barage. Grand times I tell ye... Follow Leons lead lad. He's an honorable Man and close to me heart like a son. I'll find ye two may have much in common..being humans and all. "
To Mikey: "Bah those things tasted terrible! This derpodo lad, we need to bring in him alive preferrably or as you say 'brain him' in order to be able to leave this city. I suggest we do tht before the cotnest begins in earnest'
He sips his ale again, and surveys the room taking it all in. It seems like the initial trials of the underdark happened forever ago. They are sitting here in this manse, eating, drinking and jesting.. Wasn't he in chains just the other day he thinks to himself... shaking his head he talks to the female dwarf
"How fares the battlehammer clan these days? Mithral hall still pushing out those fine weapons and armor?"
Morista Malkin - "King Bruenor commands a fine army. He also rules with a fair hand. And yes, Mithral Hall will always put Gracklstugh forges to shame. Isn't that right, Ghuldur? Hahahaha!"She jests with Ghuldur.
Ghuldur Flagonfist - "Bah. I've never sold Gauntlgrym weapons for as high a price as fine Duerger steel." He retorts in a light-hearted manner.
Hemeth to Elmo - "Aye. That name I've heard of before. You'd likely find him in various parts of the city. I suggest spending the better part of tomorrow searching for traces of his whereabouts in the Blade Bazaar. I've heard he has business dealings somewhere there. As for Lady Hendrak, I know her well. Skillful merchant...of all sorts from the rare to legendary. I'll take you to her. Your business once you get there is your own. She's rather peculiar about that for some reason."he responds.
Sirak gets up from his seat and turns to Lord Holderhek with a political courtesy.
Sirak Mazelor - "If there's nothing more, my lord, I will take my leave. My team will be ready and meet at the rendezvous point in two nights time."he presents a slight bow of the head before making his way to leave the room as Lord Holderhek responds in kind with a nod of his head.
Dormo also gets up from his seat, albeit much more slowly due to his old age.
Dormo Diggermattock - "I too will take my leave for the night. I'm not as young as I used to be, old friend." He says to Lord Holderhek.
Lord Holderhek - "Haha, you won't fool me with that line again, old friend. We shall speak again tomorrow. Rest well." He says kindly with a sort of repertoire that comes with decades of friendship.
Ghuldur Flagonfist - "Bah! More ale! I'll see these dwarves and young master Hemeth under the table before I call it a night." Then looking over at Lord Holderhek for his approval on that. Granted a brief nod."Hahaha! More ale indeed!" His ale is refilled and he begins to drain it once more.
Morista Malkin - "It's a pleasure to make your acquaintances, adventurers. Don't get killed before our mission begins, eh? Gracklstugh isn't the safest place for us foreigners. Even with the protections of clan Holderhek."She also gets up from her place at the table and begins to make her way out of the room.
Rowland seeing the group dispersing, turns back to Leon, "So when do we depart for this Chumberthaud journey? I have no further business here and am afraid Hemeth has been rather vague with the details as of yet. I can be ready to venture forth within the hour if needs be."
” I think we bewaiting for two days before this mission takes place. It would be a wee bit of a good idea To track down a wanker by the name of Droki during our down time. If we leave town without tracking down our derro target, then we will be watching our backs every moment we are outside of the city... more so than normal mate”
"Mr. Black, I believe everything occurs in two days during the evening hours. We will be hunting a Derro in the meantime if you are interested. We have to clear our name in this town with the city guards. I am sure we would love the help of a tracker like to track down this fellow. I believe Master Hemmeth may have some more details when the time is right. I would imagine we would set off for him in the morning."
"Well I'm not going to sit on my ass for two days! And I ******* hate Derro! It would be a pleasure to track one of them down. Also I've told you, wherever that box goes, I go."
“Welcome to the gang Mr. Black. I look forward to seeing what you can do. Grem can up front sometime but he is the loyalist person I know. Elmo is a sly devil with a sharp tongue and an even sharper crossbow shot. You have my healing powers and I will have your back as long as you have mine. I know not of this turtle person. He doesn’t seem to fit in with this world at all.”
After Elmo hears Leon's kind words, Elmo appears as if from no where and jumps into Leon's strong arms. Though Elmo certainly is inebriated from all the chugging, but he plays up his intoxication as he launches himself at his trusted companion and friend.
"Leon, I had no idea that ye cared! You say'in that Elmo ain't loyal? Why don't ye ask Hem about how loyal and hansom this halfling is! (Elmo laughs) I mean, Elmo knows he's a sly devil with a sharp tongue, its just great to hear from a right upstanding mate" (Elmo plants a joking kiss on Leon's cheek in an attempt to embarrass/rattle him.) "Speaking of crossbows mate, mind coming with me tomorrow to meet a lady about a new bolt shooter? I don't know if its close to where we be derro hunting tomorrow, but if it is id like ye and the others to come with me so Ol'Elmo doesn't get into too much mischief."
"Master blackwell.. I know better than any when it comes to finding ye home smashed to bits. be calm good sir, i know ye have been vouched here but, I ask be calm... I'll only say it once. "
Gremryl knows its an evening of dining, but in usual fashion.. Loyal to Leon, and Master Black is coming off a bit too eager.
Leon shows the box to Rowland
A look of recognition passes over Rowlands face and he nods. "That's the one."
Rowland grabs another ale.
"I've been searching for several years now." He pauses and looks around at the group "Where did you lot come by it?"
“Elmo or Grem, how did you guys meet with Elhutz? Mr. Black is inquiring on how we came in possession of the box. I only know we got it from him after it almost killed us.”
To Leon,
"El Hutz joined us breifly. A crazy shadow else. He was a bit of a rascal like me-self. At one point we were suspicious of new comers, I say we, but it was mainly Grem and Morgana who who decided to torture information out of the helpless elf. He seemed like a trustworthy gent for certain in Ol'Elmo's eyes. However after that crazy night of interrogation he left us in the dead of night. Or whaterver passes for night down here. He did rob me of me gold. Which is fair because I wronged him in the same way earlier. (Elmo chuckles to himself) To answer ye question I think we came upon him in the custody of drow patrol , not unlike how we met ye leon me mate."
TO Hem,
"Dont listen to Grem me mate, The Dero's we need to be find'in goes by the name of Droki. Aparently he can be heard saying things like, 'Droki is late! They will be so angry! Stupid, stupid, stupid!' Think we can do what Captain Errde Blackskull wants and track down this Droki before the drinking and sneak'in? Also do ye think I could see Ylsa Henstak in the next day or so?
To Grem in private,
"Way to best me in cup of ales mate. Its true, I could never compete with ye in a square game of ales. However, despite your victory just now, I was going to best ya at the competition. I say that because, I been planning a plotting how to best ye. I was going to beat ye the halfling way, by bending rules. (elmo secretly hands Grem a large handful of absorbent fungus that he collected from the under dark). I've been saving these here fungus's ever since we beat away the despair during our travels with talks of competitions of drink... Since I cant compete, I want ye to bring pride to Adbar. (elmo puts his hand on his friends shoulder) Just eat them and they will absorb, according to stool, "a shite ton of booze". I believe I quoted him correctly. And dont worry, he assured me that these here fungi aint poisonous."
To Rowland,
Elmo stumbles drunkenly at this point up to Rowland and sees the box.
"Thats a bloody incredible flagon mate! mind if I drink from it next!?" Elmo reaches for the box
to elmo "aye, Droki indeed.. names never stick with me. back me in me day i never forgot a face lads...nonethless..."
he takes the shrooms from elmo.. coughs SoH to eat them 6 to eat them
"Ye a right halfing if i have ever met one.. i thank moradin for meeting one such as yourself lad"
half slurring...
Leon pulls the box out of Elmo's way so he can’t grab it and puts it back into his bag. Leon continues talking to Rowland.
“I understand your claim to this box. If you are agreeable to it, I would like to take the box with us to see Themberchaud. If he is a dick or serves us no purpose to show him the box then you can have it after that. I will not readily show him the box but if we need an in this box could be it. If there are rewards from said box you can be a part of them. Does that sound fair to you?”
To Grem: “yo, bro, what’d u just eat!? Can I have some of those munchies, please?”
to the party: “who the hell is Derro? Should I brain him?”
to elmo: “where I come from, we punish thieves who take from others needlessly. But I’m willing to give u the benefit of the doubt, little dude. Just don’t try to pull that ‘steal from the new guy’ shit on me.”
A mix of emotions flash across Rowland's face before he speaks once more in a stern voice to Leon. "You must understand me when I say this . . . I will not part from your company without seeing the contents of that box. Most likely it contains some pathetic momento of my father's and we'll both be happy to chuck it into the nearest pit. Then there's the matter of who took it in the first place and it seems as though your journey is intertwined with my quest in finding those responsible. I would sorely like a word with this El Hutz fellow, an elf you say? Hmmm, the name doesn't mean anything to me. I'm unaware of any elves passing thru our part of the realm. I agree to your terms friend and hope that my actions in the days to come will gain your trust and that you keep your word when the time comes."
As he finishes he gives Leon a solemn nod, raises his mug to the others and takes a large swig. He then turns to the Grem and smiles, "Well done friend, I see you've proven yourself worthy of the brew contest indeed," he then smirks "I noticed you chose the smallest fellow in the room though. Hmm . . ." He then lets out a laugh and looks at Elmo, "No offense little one." Turning back to Grem, "If we meet once more after this shite box business and you've not recently imbibed in the fungus of this place, what say we put your skill to a true test!" He lets out another laugh, slaps Grem on the shoulder and begins to drain another ale, seemingly relaxed and at ease once more.
Seemingly have sobered up Gremryl grins at Rowland "Aye lad, sounds like a fine idea, ye know in my day I used to be the Maester of ceremonies during the Adbar annual Gutbuster drinking barage. Grand times I tell ye... Follow Leons lead lad. He's an honorable Man and close to me heart like a son. I'll find ye two may have much in common..being humans and all. "
To Mikey: "Bah those things tasted terrible! This derpodo lad, we need to bring in him alive preferrably or as you say 'brain him' in order to be able to leave this city. I suggest we do tht before the cotnest begins in earnest'
He sips his ale again, and surveys the room taking it all in. It seems like the initial trials of the underdark happened forever ago. They are sitting here in this manse, eating, drinking and jesting.. Wasn't he in chains just the other day he thinks to himself... shaking his head he talks to the female dwarf
"How fares the battlehammer clan these days? Mithral hall still pushing out those fine weapons and armor?"
Gremryl grins at Ghuldurs proclamation.
"Aye, we'll be seeing about that then! (He chugs his ale). Tell me master Ghuldurx where might I find a weapon Smith to add some edge to me mace?"
7 performance check to see if I chug my beer in one swoop
Rowland seeing the group dispersing, turns back to Leon, "So when do we depart for this Chumberthaud journey? I have no further business here and am afraid Hemeth has been rather vague with the details as of yet. I can be ready to venture forth within the hour if needs be."
Elmo Drunkenly overhears Rowland,
” I think we bewaiting for two days before this mission takes place. It would be a wee bit of a good idea To track down a wanker by the name of Droki during our down time. If we leave town without tracking down our derro target, then we will be watching our backs every moment we are outside of the city... more so than normal mate”
"Mr. Black, I believe everything occurs in two days during the evening hours. We will be hunting a Derro in the meantime if you are interested. We have to clear our name in this town with the city guards. I am sure we would love the help of a tracker like to track down this fellow. I believe Master Hemmeth may have some more details when the time is right. I would imagine we would set off for him in the morning."
"Well I'm not going to sit on my ass for two days! And I ******* hate Derro! It would be a pleasure to track one of them down. Also I've told you, wherever that box goes, I go."
“Welcome to the gang Mr. Black. I look forward to seeing what you can do. Grem can up front sometime but he is the loyalist person I know. Elmo is a sly devil with a sharp tongue and an even sharper crossbow shot. You have my healing powers and I will have your back as long as you have mine. I know not of this turtle person. He doesn’t seem to fit in with this world at all.”
After Elmo hears Leon's kind words, Elmo appears as if from no where and jumps into Leon's strong arms. Though Elmo certainly is inebriated from all the chugging, but he plays up his intoxication as he launches himself at his trusted companion and friend.
"Leon, I had no idea that ye cared! You say'in that Elmo ain't loyal? Why don't ye ask Hem about how loyal and hansom this halfling is! (Elmo laughs) I mean, Elmo knows he's a sly devil with a sharp tongue, its just great to hear from a right upstanding mate" (Elmo plants a joking kiss on Leon's cheek in an attempt to embarrass/rattle him.) "Speaking of crossbows mate, mind coming with me tomorrow to meet a lady about a new bolt shooter? I don't know if its close to where we be derro hunting tomorrow, but if it is id like ye and the others to come with me so Ol'Elmo doesn't get into too much mischief."