Briar watches one of the dwarves (Terrance just for reference as she doesn't know him by name) hop down from his stool as if he might be heading towards the old man whom she is feeling a bit protective of at the moment uses her Awakened Mindto communicate with him telepathically, one on one without anyone overhearing as she continues playing her viol without pause. A mysterious voice coming seemingly from nowhere in his mind.
Briar mentally projects her thoughts to the dwarf, 'Noble Dwarvish sir... I do hope that you bear no ill-will towards the old man you and your companion have been watching so closely. Know that if you seek to cause him bodily harm you will not find him friendless and unguarded so I implore you to take care and not make any aggressive actions, please.'
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Entering the tavern, Ducolis heads towards the bar for a drink when he notices the old man and the mysterious person with the crystal mohawk talking to eachother. He makes his way to the bar and sits between the dwarfs and the old man, Ducolis asks the bartender "Give me the usual, the strongest ale you have and if the halfling asks for something let me know. I will cover his expenses here for today. Altough I doubt he will ask for much." While the bartender is getting his drink Ducolis will try to listen to the what the old man and air genasi are talking about.
Terrance stumbles but does not fall. However, this is not something he is used to being so stout and heavily armored. Ducolis is stopped in his tracks, now standing beside the stool Zaroc sits on.
Head ringing from the sudden mental communication and disoriented from a fish-man marching into him Terrance is at a loss as to what demands his attention more. “What the…” A long list of dwarven expletives roll off his tongue as he scrambles for the haft of his warhammer. Inwardly he directs a sense of surprise, while he tries to process this cognitive invasion the rest of him deals towards a confrontation he is much better equipped to deal with.
“Hey fish-brains watch where you’re bloody going” He shouts the blood rising to his face.
"I am sorry I didn't notice you were about to stand up. Accept this as an apology."Ducolis says as he calmly flicks a silver coin towards the dwarf and proceeds to order a drink. he still tries to listen in on the conversation the old man and the genasi are having.
Hanzo sits with the old man. “I don’t mean to be so forward but I’d like to talk to you about *whispers* what you heard from the other side. My ship was attacked by men claiming to be from the other side but we all thought they were lying, until today when I heard your claims in the market.”
(DM) my apologies i somehow missed this post.
(old man) Very interesting, what did these men look like? did they have any common markings or symbols on their clothes?
Briar continues to play as she watches the crash of surf and turf, cringing slightly... feeling a twinge of responsibility for distracting the dwarf with her mind speak.
Terrance starts to take a few deep breaths as the silver coin bounces off him. He focuses and starts muttering "He's not worth it Terrance, He's not worth it" over and over under his breath in dwarvish. One large inhalation, followed by an equal large exhalation and the words "Give me strength Njord" finally calm him back down and focus him on his reason for being here. Terrance steps away from the Triton who irritated him so and thinks as loudly as he can "Who is in my bloody head?!"
Terrance steps away from the Triton who irritated him so and thinks as loudly as he can "Who is in my bloody head?!"
'Temper temper noble dwarf sir... it would not do anyone any good for a brawl to draw unwanted attention nor is there any need to think so loudly. Do remember the other day, the meal that did not totally agree with you? But then how could you, dwarvish iron constitution and all that stout fellow that you are. Well, I am the poor unfortunate telepathic tapeworm that now resides in your gut as a result... but if you prefer, you can think of me as your conscience, an inner voice to help keep you out of trouble. Perhaps a good deed is in order, doing a good deed always makes one feel all the better don't you think? So how about you pick that silver coin up off the floor and take it over to that poor wee human lass playing her heart and soul into her viol and show your appreciation of her effort to entertain.'
Terrance blanches at this new development. The knowledge that he has a telepathic sentient tapeworm living inside him was the last thing he expected today. “Alright, alright just don’t go poking anything important while you’re in there.” He reaches down for the silver coin. Flashing a grimace over his shoulder at the Triton, he marches over to the waif with the viola.
He brandishes the coin towards her and speaks over her playing “Here lass, your playing’s mighty fine and you look like you need this more than I do”
Internally he grumbles “There are you happy now you silly worm.”
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Briar watches one of the dwarves (Terrance just for reference as she doesn't know him by name) hop down from his stool as if he might be heading towards the old man whom she is feeling a bit protective of at the moment uses her Awakened Mind to communicate with him telepathically, one on one without anyone overhearing as she continues playing her viol without pause. A mysterious voice coming seemingly from nowhere in his mind.
Briar mentally projects her thoughts to the dwarf, 'Noble Dwarvish sir... I do hope that you bear no ill-will towards the old man you and your companion have been watching so closely. Know that if you seek to cause him bodily harm you will not find him friendless and unguarded so I implore you to take care and not make any aggressive actions, please.'
Oh okay I didn’t see that they rolled to hear it my bad. Also the old man hasn’t responded to me yet right?
Entering the tavern, Ducolis heads towards the bar for a drink when he notices the old man and the mysterious person with the crystal mohawk talking to eachother. He makes his way to the bar and sits between the dwarfs and the old man, Ducolis asks the bartender "Give me the usual, the strongest ale you have and if the halfling asks for something let me know. I will cover his expenses here for today. Altough I doubt he will ask for much." While the bartender is getting his drink Ducolis will try to listen to the what the old man and air genasi are talking about.
Perception 10
Zaroc shrugs, and follows Terrence’s lead. His beer belly bounces a bit as his feet hit the ground, and the tiniest grunt escapes his body.
“After you, pal.” He says to Terrence
As they approach, he is sure to position himself in between the old man and the nearest exit
You fail to notice the Dwarf hopping off the bar stool and the 2 of you collide. both of you make a strength check (Ducolis & Terrance).
Strength 5
7
(Wasnt sure which dwarf you meant)
Strenght 13
Terrance stumbles but does not fall. However, this is not something he is used to being so stout and heavily armored. Ducolis is stopped in his tracks, now standing beside the stool Zaroc sits on.
Head ringing from the sudden mental communication and disoriented from a fish-man marching into him Terrance is at a loss as to what demands his attention more. “What the…” A long list of dwarven expletives roll off his tongue as he scrambles for the haft of his warhammer. Inwardly he directs a sense of surprise, while he tries to process this cognitive invasion the rest of him deals towards a confrontation he is much better equipped to deal with.
“Hey fish-brains watch where you’re bloody going” He shouts the blood rising to his face.
"I am sorry I didn't notice you were about to stand up. Accept this as an apology." Ducolis says as he calmly flicks a silver coin towards the dwarf and proceeds to order a drink. he still tries to listen in on the conversation the old man and the genasi are having.
Perception 20 (if you need another one)
(DM) my apologies i somehow missed this post.
(old man) Very interesting, what did these men look like? did they have any common markings or symbols on their clothes?
Briar continues to play as she watches the crash of surf and turf, cringing slightly... feeling a twinge of responsibility for distracting the dwarf with her mind speak.
Terrance starts to take a few deep breaths as the silver coin bounces off him. He focuses and starts muttering "He's not worth it Terrance, He's not worth it" over and over under his breath in dwarvish. One large inhalation, followed by an equal large exhalation and the words "Give me strength Njord" finally calm him back down and focus him on his reason for being here. Terrance steps away from the Triton who irritated him so and thinks as loudly as he can "Who is in my bloody head?!"
the collision happened between the time Terrance hopped off his stool, and the time you followed his lead. all kind of bang bang bang.
'Temper temper noble dwarf sir... it would not do anyone any good for a brawl to draw unwanted attention nor is there any need to think so loudly. Do remember the other day, the meal that did not totally agree with you? But then how could you, dwarvish iron constitution and all that stout fellow that you are. Well, I am the poor unfortunate telepathic tapeworm that now resides in your gut as a result... but if you prefer, you can think of me as your conscience, an inner voice to help keep you out of trouble. Perhaps a good deed is in order, doing a good deed always makes one feel all the better don't you think? So how about you pick that silver coin up off the floor and take it over to that poor wee human lass playing her heart and soul into her viol and show your appreciation of her effort to entertain.'
Insight 9 (To see if I believe the magic telepathic tapeworm)
Briar make a Persuasion check
Telepathic Tapeworm Persuasion 10
Terrance blanches at this new development. The knowledge that he has a telepathic sentient tapeworm living inside him was the last thing he expected today. “Alright, alright just don’t go poking anything important while you’re in there.” He reaches down for the silver coin. Flashing a grimace over his shoulder at the Triton, he marches over to the waif with the viola.
He brandishes the coin towards her and speaks over her playing “Here lass, your playing’s mighty fine and you look like you need this more than I do”
Internally he grumbles “There are you happy now you silly worm.”