John thanks the server, and immediately chows down on the meat, while also drinking his beers. John begins surveying the room, looking for anything worth interacting with. It seems to have been a couple hours since John healed up, so he's hoping somebody new is around to talk to.
[Since I was offline during the most recent part of the fight, can I stabilize the fishermen with my healer's kit, or provide assistance using the help action?]
[Since I was offline during the most recent part of the fight, can I stabilize the fishermen with my healer's kit, or provide assistance using the help action?]
They're both dead at this point in the storyline. Unless your healer's kit can revive the dead, I don't think it'd be able to change much, sorry.
Depressed to not see anything worthwhile, John decides to ask the innkeeper's wife, "Do you know if there's anything worth doing in this town? My friends and I are looking for something worthwile to do. Maybe a shop, perhaps?"
Looking up from his preparations, Leo saw his fellows attempting to stabilize the fishermen. "Oh no," Leo rushed over to the fallen fishermen. "No, no, no." Shoving aside his party members, Leo attempted to resuscitate their fallen foes. After a moment, he sat back, silent. His mask prevented anyone from seeing his expression, but he wasn't trying to hide his sorrow. You could see it in his slumped shoulders and clenched fists. Clasping his hands over them, he seemed to be praying, though in the tumultuous destruction that had befallen this world, no one was sure what god he could pray to. A minute passed before he stood up and re-entered the inn. "I'll pass on breakfast. I'm sorry that I made you go through the trouble of making it for me."
John sees his party member cry, and start's to shed tears of guilt. "Well, now I feel even more guilty.......................", John mutters to himself while drinking his booze.
Stan quietly goes upstairs & packs his belongings. He returns to the common room with his bag & makes a big show of unpacking & repacking his equipment. Afterwards he places his pack close to hand under the table.
"Anyone up for a game to ease our minds?", Stan asks the room at large as he breaks out a deck of cards?
John looks at Stan and says, "Screw it, why not." He asks the innkeeper for another couple of beers as he sits down with Stan to play a game. "What game do you got in mind, my good sir?, he asks.
Seeing Leo praying over the bodies in the alley, Lumin shakes his head, "Poor Cods, taking a dirt nap so soon." He scoops some dirt from the ground and rubs it into his hands and any spots on his clothes to make the blood from the fallen less noticeable.
Taking a slow walk around the Grisly Feast to collect himself, Lumin returns and sits next to John, sensing his guilt, quietly says, "Sometimes, I guess it can't be helped. Maybe finding out about the missing ship might be a way to move forward. I'll see if I can't get some information."
[If the Innkeeper is in sight, I'll move over to him] Lumin clears his throat and says, "Say Friend, I heard whispers of a strange happening last night about a ship going down? I was going to head out on the road soon, but I hoped to discover if there was danger I should be aware of first. Have you heard anything? I hope no one you know was burning the moonlight."
"Wow, we don't even start playing and you're already bored. That's gotta be an new record.", John says with a smartass smirk on his face. He turns to Stan, "I may not be as good as you are with cards but I'll play. Should be fun. You wanna deal?"
Your food is prompty handed to you, fresh out of the oven.
Flayr Flameseeker | Genasi/Fire | Wizard/School of Evocation | Level 2 | Custom Campaign: Cold Cash
John thanks the server, and immediately chows down on the meat, while also drinking his beers. John begins surveying the room, looking for anything worth interacting with. It seems to have been a couple hours since John healed up, so he's hoping somebody new is around to talk to.
John Stryker- Mortal Grit
[Since I was offline during the most recent part of the fight, can I stabilize the fishermen with my healer's kit, or provide assistance using the help action?]
They're both dead at this point in the storyline. Unless your healer's kit can revive the dead, I don't think it'd be able to change much, sorry.
John Stryker- Mortal Grit
(I hate to retcon. Sorry about the fast-paced game, perhaps we can slow it down a little.)
Flayr Flameseeker | Genasi/Fire | Wizard/School of Evocation | Level 2 | Custom Campaign: Cold Cash
In case i need to roll for perception:
Perception Check: 16
John Stryker- Mortal Grit
It is the same old crowd, but they seem quieter and more subdued today.
Flayr Flameseeker | Genasi/Fire | Wizard/School of Evocation | Level 2 | Custom Campaign: Cold Cash
Depressed to not see anything worthwhile, John decides to ask the innkeeper's wife, "Do you know if there's anything worth doing in this town? My friends and I are looking for something worthwile to do. Maybe a shop, perhaps?"
John Stryker- Mortal Grit
[It's okay, I was just checking.]
Looking up from his preparations, Leo saw his fellows attempting to stabilize the fishermen. "Oh no," Leo rushed over to the fallen fishermen. "No, no, no." Shoving aside his party members, Leo attempted to resuscitate their fallen foes. After a moment, he sat back, silent. His mask prevented anyone from seeing his expression, but he wasn't trying to hide his sorrow. You could see it in his slumped shoulders and clenched fists. Clasping his hands over them, he seemed to be praying, though in the tumultuous destruction that had befallen this world, no one was sure what god he could pray to. A minute passed before he stood up and re-entered the inn. "I'll pass on breakfast. I'm sorry that I made you go through the trouble of making it for me."
John sees his party member cry, and start's to shed tears of guilt. "Well, now I feel even more guilty.......................", John mutters to himself while drinking his booze.
John Stryker- Mortal Grit
Stan quietly goes upstairs & packs his belongings. He returns to the common room with his bag & makes a big show of unpacking & repacking his equipment. Afterwards he places his pack close to hand under the table.
"Anyone up for a game to ease our minds?", Stan asks the room at large as he breaks out a deck of cards?
Wraith, warlock lvl 2 - Eternal War Campaign
Talon, warlock lvl 2 - LMOP
John looks at Stan and says, "Screw it, why not." He asks the innkeeper for another couple of beers as he sits down with Stan to play a game. "What game do you got in mind, my good sir?, he asks.
John Stryker- Mortal Grit
Seeing Leo praying over the bodies in the alley, Lumin shakes his head, "Poor Cods, taking a dirt nap so soon." He scoops some dirt from the ground and rubs it into his hands and any spots on his clothes to make the blood from the fallen less noticeable.
Taking a slow walk around the Grisly Feast to collect himself, Lumin returns and sits next to John, sensing his guilt, quietly says, "Sometimes, I guess it can't be helped. Maybe finding out about the missing ship might be a way to move forward. I'll see if I can't get some information."
[If the Innkeeper is in sight, I'll move over to him] Lumin clears his throat and says, "Say Friend, I heard whispers of a strange happening last night about a ship going down? I was going to head out on the road soon, but I hoped to discover if there was danger I should be aware of first. Have you heard anything? I hope no one you know was burning the moonlight."
Dungeon Master - The Chronicle Campaign PbP
I sit down to watch Jhon and Stan play, "Inkeeper some ale please"
P: The Traveling Ward: Natural Napalm Enthusiast. (AURYN: The Hunt For The Last Unicorn.)
DM:
"Pirate's Bluff was popular the other night, if you wish to play."
Wraith, warlock lvl 2 - Eternal War Campaign
Talon, warlock lvl 2 - LMOP
"Pirates Bluff? Mind explaining the rules, please?
John Stryker- Mortal Grit
Pirate's Bluff is a game of risk-taking and bluffing. The skills Insight, Sleight of Hand, and Deception will come in handy.
In reply to Lumin's question, the innkeeper points him to a hulking sailor in the corner of the room. "Gormund'll take you there."
Flayr Flameseeker | Genasi/Fire | Wizard/School of Evocation | Level 2 | Custom Campaign: Cold Cash
I see Lumin talking with the innkeeper and walk over to see whats up. "Ello, whats up with you cause cards is getting sorta boring."
P: The Traveling Ward: Natural Napalm Enthusiast. (AURYN: The Hunt For The Last Unicorn.)
DM:
"Wow, we don't even start playing and you're already bored. That's gotta be an new record.", John says with a smartass smirk on his face. He turns to Stan, "I may not be as good as you are with cards but I'll play. Should be fun. You wanna deal?"
John Stryker- Mortal Grit
[DM if you have rules it's cool, if not poker works for me.]
Wraith, warlock lvl 2 - Eternal War Campaign
Talon, warlock lvl 2 - LMOP