Dekhan’s attention is drawn to the laughter of the rich young men, he then focuses on the woman in leather armor. A bodyguard for the young fop?He wonders. How is she armed and what does she look like beyond watchful?
She's human, blonde hair in a pony tail, her armour looks well used and well maintained. She looks strong, and she has a shield strapped to her back and a warhammer hanging from her belt, her hand resting on it. She seems generally alert but not tense.
Incantis stands outside, contenting himself to spending time with the group's animals. Zhudala, in raven form, perches on Luskain's shoulder as the half-elf absentmindedly tries to stroke the celestial horses flank. His mind is abuzz with his latest harmonic creations, and he looks around for any shops, otherwise taking in the chaos of the dock ward. His stomach growls slightly and he glances toward the tavern.
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Incantis, half-elf warlock (great old one) 4/bard 1 ● Thorok Earthhand, hill dwarf mountain druid 6/grave cleric 2
Cragmyre Ironseed, earth genasi ancestral barbarian 3 ● Cyrus Natriallae, aquatic half-elf warlock of the deep 3
Oh Masked Lords and clashed swords! How'd ye find the fanciest tavern in the docks? Tink maybe we should find a place more suited te us...but after a drink mebbe.
The fights you first saw have ended; the one outside the Blushing Mermaid ended with a victory for one group and their opponents unconscious and dumped to the side, the other more violent fight broken up by the city watch. The square is moving from busy to packed, and small-scale fights seem to break out every couple of minutes.
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Strix stops shouting critiques of the sloppy, drunken fighting styles as the fights draw to a close, then looks around for the others. Realising he's lost track of them he looks for somewhere high up to perch and wait for them to show themselves.
Strix, even though you are struggling to readjust your eyes to the cityscape after so long in the countryside, the shape of Soodi is unmistakable outside the Blushing Mermaid. You think you see Dekhan's mount Luskain and Incantis nearby.
Incantis, you see no shops - this is very much a place for drinking and socialising. Waterdeep has great markets, and many tiny alleys where interesting and wondrous items can be found, but that's not this place.
Incantis, Luskain snorts and nods slightly, though there's no telepathic response. When ready, you join the others just as Varinth's cheese is arriving.
((Lol, we can use Luskain as a signal booster for telepathic communication, double the distance that Incantis could get a message to Dek by using Luskain as a relay! 😂))
Oh, hello sir, are you with... oh, I see that you are. Olli welcomes Incantis politely. Is there anything else I can get you all? Will you be needing room for the night?
Dekhan’s attention is drawn to the laughter of the rich young men, he then focuses on the woman in leather armor. A bodyguard for the young fop? He wonders. How is she armed and what does she look like beyond watchful?
Dekhan, make a Perception check.
perception 12
She's human, blonde hair in a pony tail, her armour looks well used and well maintained. She looks strong, and she has a shield strapped to her back and a warhammer hanging from her belt, her hand resting on it. She seems generally alert but not tense.
Dekhan smiles, he doesn’t have a type, per se, but if he did strong capable warrior women would be right up there.
Varinth, Olli takes your coin and returns shortly with a decent-sized platter of cheeses.
Incantis stands outside, contenting himself to spending time with the group's animals. Zhudala, in raven form, perches on Luskain's shoulder as the half-elf absentmindedly tries to stroke the celestial horses flank. His mind is abuzz with his latest harmonic creations, and he looks around for any shops, otherwise taking in the chaos of the dock ward. His stomach growls slightly and he glances toward the tavern.
Incantis, half-elf warlock (great old one) 4/bard 1 ● Thorok Earthhand, hill dwarf mountain druid 6/grave cleric 2
Cragmyre Ironseed, earth genasi ancestral barbarian 3 ● Cyrus Natriallae, aquatic half-elf warlock of the deep 3
Oh Masked Lords and clashed swords! How'd ye find the fanciest tavern in the docks? Tink maybe we should find a place more suited te us...but after a drink mebbe.
Are the fights still happening?
Incantis, half-elf warlock (great old one) 4/bard 1 ● Thorok Earthhand, hill dwarf mountain druid 6/grave cleric 2
Cragmyre Ironseed, earth genasi ancestral barbarian 3 ● Cyrus Natriallae, aquatic half-elf warlock of the deep 3
The fights you first saw have ended; the one outside the Blushing Mermaid ended with a victory for one group and their opponents unconscious and dumped to the side, the other more violent fight broken up by the city watch. The square is moving from busy to packed, and small-scale fights seem to break out every couple of minutes.
Strix stops shouting critiques of the sloppy, drunken fighting styles as the fights draw to a close, then looks around for the others. Realising he's lost track of them he looks for somewhere high up to perch and wait for them to show themselves.
perception : 17
Strix, Shifter Shadow Monk in Lost Mines of Phandelver ¦ Sihegiall Human Soulknife Rogue in In Search of Molly McGuffin
Strix, even though you are struggling to readjust your eyes to the cityscape after so long in the countryside, the shape of Soodi is unmistakable outside the Blushing Mermaid. You think you see Dekhan's mount Luskain and Incantis nearby.
Incantis, you see no shops - this is very much a place for drinking and socialising. Waterdeep has great markets, and many tiny alleys where interesting and wondrous items can be found, but that's not this place.
Luskain responds enthusiastically to Incantis’ pats.
Sho! enquires Vaz nibbling on a wedge of Estagund Manchego
What'sh the plAn?
I wonder...Can you understand me? Incantis asks the horse. After another 5 minutes he heads inside.
Incantis, half-elf warlock (great old one) 4/bard 1 ● Thorok Earthhand, hill dwarf mountain druid 6/grave cleric 2
Cragmyre Ironseed, earth genasi ancestral barbarian 3 ● Cyrus Natriallae, aquatic half-elf warlock of the deep 3
Incantis, Luskain snorts and nods slightly, though there's no telepathic response. When ready, you join the others just as Varinth's cheese is arriving.
((Lol, we can use Luskain as a signal booster for telepathic communication, double the distance that Incantis could get a message to Dek by using Luskain as a relay! 😂))
Oh, hello sir, are you with... oh, I see that you are. Olli welcomes Incantis politely. Is there anything else I can get you all? Will you be needing room for the night?
Rot. Gut. Lad. And whatever me bald friend needs.
Rotgut is served. It tastes foul.