Gralmor leans toward Grimboot and converses on their native dwarven tongue.
"Ye see those two wretched and conniving drows over yonder. Me guts is telling they're up to something. Their kind are the most devious of them all from me experience living with me clan in the underdark. I'd like to know what they're truly doing up here at the surface, even if it means using forceful methods. As for what ye do with them afterwards, I'll leave it to yer capable hands."
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Grimboot glances to the drow then frowns, his eyes flicking to the bouncers. He pushes the coins back.
"No worth it." he says with a shake of his head. "Em bouncers would bash our heads. They don't mind a scuffle here and then, but not right way in the mornin like tis."
"I understand yer worries comrade. Still, I hope yer services are available for me company's use in the foreseeable future. For now, let me offer this simple prayer on this fateful day."
He grips his amulet while fervently preaching in guttural dwarven.
"Commit to Laduguer whatever ye do, and he will establish your plan.
He will give ye the desire of yer heart and make yer plan succeed.
For whoever gives heed to instruction prospers, and blessed is the one who trusts in him."
Zogri will remain at the table for now, sipping his drink and looking around.
He will the others go around talking, while he tries to spot anything of note. Are there doors to other rooms in sight or patrons watching our group more than expected?
Zogri will remain at the table for now, sipping his drink and looking around.
He will the others go around talking, while he tries to spot anything of note. Are there doors to other rooms in sight or patrons watching our group more than expected?
(Perception 23)
There are doors to other areas of the ship. No one seems to be paying attention to the group though, not more than is warranted anyway.
Bulvii holds his drink but does not drink from it. When he lifts the mug to his lips as if to drink, he takes the opportunity to take longer looks at those in the room, without actually drinking. He will continue to wait to see how things develop believing it is best to let their quarry come to them.
The door to the establishment opens one more, and an odd figure walks in. He's wearing chain mail and a helmet, and all you can see of his face are two glowing eyes. He seems rather slight and gaunt for such heavy armor, and moves a bit slowly. His only other defining characteristic is an odd number of small ornamental chains attached in various ways to his armor, and a massive flail that seems all together too big for him. He walks over to the group's table and sits down, pulling off his helmet. His facial features are rather sunken, his skin a pallid dusty grey. His voice is quiet, but with a hint of iron in it. His hair is completely white, stringy and unkempt, and falls to his shoulders.
"I'd assume this would be the group I was told of. Lia sent me."
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"Seems that is how we all get introduced." Raven says with a grin. She tips her ale towards the newcomer with a nod of greeting. Then she takes another pull on it. When the waiteress delivers Dalin's next she will order another for herself.
"So, Bulvii, what is your plan here?" She asks as she takes a drink from the new mug.
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Zogri will remain at the table for now, sipping his drink and looking around.
He will the others go around talking, while he tries to spot anything of note. Are there doors to other rooms in sight or patrons watching our group more than expected?
(Perception 23)
There are doors to other areas of the ship. No one seems to be paying attention to the group though, not more than is warranted anyway.
(What are the locations of the doors, are the guards near one of them?)
Responding to Durk I am Zogri. Says the centaur on the other end of the table.
What abilities do you bring to the table then Durk?
Meanwhile Zogri moves his own drink a little closer to himself and keeps an eye on Dalin.
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Bulvii nods to Durk, "Welcome friend. Glad to have you with us. Lia sure sends us...interesting companions." Bulvii turns to Raven, "Plan is a strong word for a situation like this. Given what we know of this family, it's safe to assume we've been watched since we left bathhouse. They should know we are here, the question is, is our quarry here currently. Our best course may be to ask the bar maid or bar tender where the owner is and if they are welcoming guests at this hour."
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The doors do not seem guarded. At this time of day though there is not much traffic around. One door clearly leads to the kitchen area, while another seems to lead to a lounge. There seems to be a door that leads to a lower level as well. staff go in and out of the door to the stairs down on a fairly regular basis.
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Dalin swigs the new ale, taking slightly more time with this one. He eyes Gralmor talking to the other grey dwarf curiously.
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Gralmor leans toward Grimboot and converses on their native dwarven tongue.
"Ye see those two wretched and conniving drows over yonder. Me guts is telling they're up to something. Their kind are the most devious of them all from me experience living with me clan in the underdark. I'd like to know what they're truly doing up here at the surface, even if it means using forceful methods. As for what ye do with them afterwards, I'll leave it to yer capable hands."
Grimboot glances to the drow then frowns, his eyes flicking to the bouncers. He pushes the coins back.
"No worth it." he says with a shake of his head. "Em bouncers would bash our heads. They don't mind a scuffle here and then, but not right way in the mornin like tis."
Gralmor sighs heavily before stashing the coins.
"I understand yer worries comrade. Still, I hope yer services are available for me company's use in the foreseeable future. For now, let me offer this simple prayer on this fateful day."
He grips his amulet while fervently preaching in guttural dwarven.
"Commit to Laduguer whatever ye do, and he will establish your plan.
He will give ye the desire of yer heart and make yer plan succeed.
For whoever gives heed to instruction prospers, and blessed is the one who trusts in him."
"So mote it be." the other dwarf replies with a nod of respect.
What is everyone else doing?
Zogri will remain at the table for now, sipping his drink and looking around.
He will the others go around talking, while he tries to spot anything of note. Are there doors to other rooms in sight or patrons watching our group more than expected?
(Perception 13)
There are doors to other areas of the ship. No one seems to be paying attention to the group though, not more than is warranted anyway.
Dalin motions for another drink, keeping an eye out for any violence breaking out
Ready to DM and chew bubblegum. And I'm alllll outta bubblegum.
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Bulvii holds his drink but does not drink from it. When he lifts the mug to his lips as if to drink, he takes the opportunity to take longer looks at those in the room, without actually drinking. He will continue to wait to see how things develop believing it is best to let their quarry come to them.
The door to the establishment opens one more, and an odd figure walks in. He's wearing chain mail and a helmet, and all you can see of his face are two glowing eyes. He seems rather slight and gaunt for such heavy armor, and moves a bit slowly. His only other defining characteristic is an odd number of small ornamental chains attached in various ways to his armor, and a massive flail that seems all together too big for him. He walks over to the group's table and sits down, pulling off his helmet. His facial features are rather sunken, his skin a pallid dusty grey. His voice is quiet, but with a hint of iron in it. His hair is completely white, stringy and unkempt, and falls to his shoulders.
"I'd assume this would be the group I was told of. Lia sent me."
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"Seems that is how we all get introduced." Raven says with a grin. She tips her ale towards the newcomer with a nod of greeting. Then she takes another pull on it. When the waiteress delivers Dalin's next she will order another for herself.
"So, Bulvii, what is your plan here?" She asks as she takes a drink from the new mug.
Welcome friend. I’d avoid the ale
He nods to all of you.
"You can call me Durk."
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"Well I am called Raven." Raven says. She is a black-haired half-elf who wears studded leather armor and wears a pair of short swords at her hips.
Dalin nods at him. Dalin's tha name. Look, if yer not gonna drink yers....
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(What are the locations of the doors, are the guards near one of them?)
Responding to Durk I am Zogri. Says the centaur on the other end of the table.
What abilities do you bring to the table then Durk?
Meanwhile Zogri moves his own drink a little closer to himself and keeps an eye on Dalin.
Durk's unearthly eyes slowly focus on Zogri.
"Chains. Justice."
He pauses slightly.
"Balance."
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Bulvii nods to Durk, "Welcome friend. Glad to have you with us. Lia sure sends us...interesting companions." Bulvii turns to Raven, "Plan is a strong word for a situation like this. Given what we know of this family, it's safe to assume we've been watched since we left bathhouse. They should know we are here, the question is, is our quarry here currently. Our best course may be to ask the bar maid or bar tender where the owner is and if they are welcoming guests at this hour."
Durk nods in agreement.
"Our best course is to somehow get alone with him, if possible. I can be very . . .persuasive."
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Zogri...
The doors do not seem guarded. At this time of day though there is not much traffic around. One door clearly leads to the kitchen area, while another seems to lead to a lounge. There seems to be a door that leads to a lower level as well. staff go in and out of the door to the stairs down on a fairly regular basis.