Waterdeep Dragon Heist - Campaign Thread (DM: Webgambit)

By noon all parties are back at Trollskull. The repairs seem to be progressing but there are still more to be done. How will the party spend the rest of the day?

Once the group has gathered, Pheadra lets them know the information they found out from Lady Haventree.

"So apparently this trouble with the murders of elves and half-elves started around the same time that a traveling carnival ship called the Sea Maidens Faire arrived at the cities docks. I suggest we check out this carnival and see if we can find out more about it. You never know, we could always catch someone from the carnival leaving to commit the murders. And and if we can't find anyone, Kestrell here has already volinteered to be our inside carnie and snoop around. With his amazing archery skills I am sure he would fit right in!" she says as she pats Kestrell on the back.

"So team, soooo Trollskull Triumvirate... what do we say?"

"Ohh I almost forgot, how did things go with the Order of the Gauntlet Elon?"

"A traveling carnival ship, I'd have never thought of such a thing."

"Anyway, I'll show them circus-folk a thing or two about how to shoot the flea off a dogs back at 50 yards, if they want to see it."

"Ooohh, yes, Elon, how was the Lady with the Scones?  Did she offer another bread basket?"

Silver just sits on a chair in the corner taking a bite into an apple "So we think the traveling carnival has something to do with it? As for acts, we have a bard and I can do some acrobatics or card tricks, Kestrell could shoot an apple off someone head, Phadrea could be the wonderful assistant drawing attention, and everyone else work behind the show shooting off fireworks and lights."

Phaedra raises an eyebrow as Silver goes through the list of roles for the party to do.

"Why Silver, in every plan you concoct, do I somehow end up being your assistant. You remember who well that went back at the bakery?" she cleric says as she folds her arms. "Well I do, I had to talk you out of that one."

"But apart from what, I think we sounds like a good group of carnies. Which is something that kind of scares me..."

Elon walks into Trollskull and takes a seat listening to the report on Lady Haventree. 

"Well, Savra was hoping we would join the Order. I let her know that as a group, we probably wouldn't but it is open for any individuals who may want to join them." Elon takes a big breath then continues " I did however set things up for the possibility of us doing jobs for then"

Silver just shrugs giving a sly smile "Oh fine...twist my arm, you can be the mistress. Also, what's wrong with sounding like a bunch of carnies? I think they are the most interesting people to get to know."

"Carnies? Interesting? Well, I suppose that depends on your tastes. Haha!" You all look up to see Volo and Floon walking through the door.

"Probably depends on the carnies as well, I suppose." counters Floon.

"Quite right! Anyway, how are my favorite group of adventurers doing? I see some new faces. For those who don't know me I am Volothamp Geddarm, chronicler, wizard, and celebrity, at your service." Volo says with a bow.

Floon rolls his eyes and  then adds, "And I am Floon Blagmaar, the better looking of the duo."

"Volo, Floon! It is good to see you both again! Yes yes we have a few new faces since our little meeting with Elminster when he decided to whisk half the party off and we have also done a lot of repairs to Trollskull Manor since you both laid eyes on it last as well. Hopeful we will have it open soon and it will once again be the pride of the neighborhood.

But where are my manors. Volo, Floon, you have not yet met Elon Andrael and Bason CrimsonBrow." As Phaedra announces her two companions, she points to each.

"We did have a monk staying with us for a little while as well but he seems to have wondered off again..."

"Hello, Volo!  Hi Floon! Are you staying out of the sewers lately? 

"To what do we owe the pleasure of this visit?"

"Hello, I have heard a great deal about both of you" Elon approaches and shakes their hands. "What do we owe this pleasure?"

"Glad you meet you. Oh we were just out for a stroll and thought we'd swing by and see how the repairs were going." Volo reponds.

"You'll have to let us know once you're up and running so we can come by. Tell me, will you be allowing gambling?" Floon adds with a sly grin.

 "Hell yes, we will allow gambling.  Matter of fact, I've got a gold piece that says I can draw a higher card than you right now."

Kestrell begins shuffling a deck of cards.

Floon's eyes light up as pulls a gold piece out. "That's a bet I'll take, sir."

OOC: lets say everything is face value, Ace (1) is the highest, with King (13) second, and so forth. If you have a proficiency in cards you get to add that bonus. If it's over 13 then it's an Ace. Sound good?

Floon draws a 5

As he flips his card over Volo chuckles. "Some great gambler you are."

OOC: Sounds great!

Kestrell closes his eyes for a second, then opens them and grabs a card:

4

"Ah ha!"

"How about one more?  Same bet.  You shuffle this time."

Kestrell waits for Floon to shuffle, then draws a card:

4

"9 of hearts, not bad."

Phaedra sits down and watches the pair gamble, with a little role of her eyes.

Its not like we have anything important to do, she says to herself.

Floon smiles and shuffles the deck and watches as Kestrell draws. He winces a bit when a 9 is turned over.

"Well, here goes nothing."

Floon draws a 6

"Looks like today is not my day." Floon says while chuckling. He pulls out the additional gold and passes it over to Kestrell.

Volo adds, "Evidently not." Looking back at the group, "I'm happy to all the repairs going on. After talking with Floon and Renaer we realized that we all wanted to help you out a bit, if you'll let us. We'd like to cover the remaining repair expenses. In exchange, all we ask for is a table reserved for us over in a corner. What do you say?"

"Hey, hey, hey, look at that.  It may not be your day, Floon, but it is mine!"  Kestrell takes the gold piece and gives a thumbs up to Phaedra.

After Volo's proposal, Kestrell says "That sounds great to me! You'll get your very own table!"

"Sure" Phaedra adds, giving Kestrell a very forced smile. "It would be nice to see you both more often, especially with the stories what Volo likes to spin."

Volo gasps and says "Stories? Spin? Why I'll have you know I only speak the truth!"

Floon cracks up laughing at Volo's reaction and then adds, "Nothing but the truth, eh? What about that time with unicorn? Elminster told me what really happened."

"Getting back to the business at hand," Volo says in a stern voice, "I'm glad you find the arrangement amicable since Renaer has already gone to meet with guilds and make payment. I eagerly await the re-opening of this taproom. Come Floon, I have need of speaking with someone in the City of the Dead. Supposedly there's a spirit there that may speak with me about my book."

"Until next time!" Floon says as he and Volo leave.