Darrimus knocks on the door and is greeted by an old familiar face. It is the man from the tavern selling pickles. He looks at you for a second before recognizing you and says "Well bright mornin' to ya! Thanks for getting all them pickles from me the other day, I was in a bit if a ruff back there. What brings ya here to me farm? I ain't about given no refunds normally... Unless them pickles were bad like that one batch that got them all... But anyways" and he stares right at Darrimus while still continuing to mumble.
Stilgar looks around and doesn't seem much of anything with witches on a first glance around. Seems to just be some old farm equipment.
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Ash glances at the old man from behind his companions before beginning, "Morning, sir. Look...this might be hard for a businessman like yourself, but you should probably avoid selling those pickles of yours for awhile. If that's going to be a problem for you, we might be able to take some off your hands..."
"You must be some of them rival pickle farmers from up north. Listen here mister I ain't got the luxury to be ran out of business by some fancy people and their city pickles! Business is hard enough as it is! Maybe if this year was better I could take a vacation but my sales are down and I get it, try to run me out while down but this farm been generations of my family I won't be the quitter my daddy always thought I was!"
as darrimus and ash harass the old pickle farmer, stilgar takes advantage of the distraction and looks for a good spot to enter the house for a better look around. if its a locked door, he will pick the lock and enter
thieves tools: 10
stealth: 26
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after hastily combing over his options, stilgar starts scaling up the side of the house to the 2nd floor window.
Stilgar as quietly as possible grabs on the side of the house and flips himself up to grab the window frame on the second floor. He reaches up and finds that it is unlocked. He quickly and quietly lifts the window up enough and enters in what appears to be a bedroom. There are a few old wooden dressers around the room and a bed in the center.
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out of respect for the old man and his craft, stilgar resists overwhelming urges to search for valuables and instead exists the bedroom door preforming a quick security check of the house. if he happens to find a delicious pickle laying about, he may pocket it for later.
"You misunderstand friend... We are not here to harm your business but rather save your life. We have on good intelligence an understand that a local coven of witches are seeking revenge against a pickle farmer. Unfortunately, they do not know what the farmer looks like but they believe a pickle farmer has wronged them. If you can lie low it would be best for your health as we cannot protect you."
Darrimus turns to Ash.
"As my companion said we may be able to assist in this manner by acting as a middle-man and selling pickles on your behalf. You stay safe, if trouble comes we can handle the witches."
The man rubs his chin listening to Darrimus and says "Oh well that doesn't sound good. I wonder if dem witches got a bad batch of pickles... Well I could use the help on selling some pickles if you want..."
During this time Stilgar does a quick check the best he can around the house but finds nothing. As he starts to head downstairs he hears a yell..
"LEETA I'M TAKING SOME FOLKS WITH ME TO THE BARN." A brief pause occurs but just a second later a woman yells from somewhere on the first floor "WHAT YOU SAY? I CAN'T DUN HEAR YOU." The man yells again this time even louder "I SAID I'M TAKIN SOME FOLKS WIT ME DOWN YONDER TO THE BARN!!!" The voice slowly clears echoing around the house and the woman yells with a slightly lower volume yell "WELL YOU DON'T HAVE TO YELL AT ME! I'M NOT DEAF!"
The old grabs his coat and walks out the front door shaking his head.. "Alright let me show you what I got."
Stilgar peaks out the window and sees thr group walking away
Stilgar sneaks out the window from which he came and does quietly rejoins the group as they approach the barn.
As the group enters the barn, they find the shelves loaded with large glass containers filled with green liquid and many a pickle. The old man looks at them and says "Well here is where the magic happens! As you can see I have quite the supply if you think you can sale any."
Darrimus walks along the glass his hand grazing as he passes.
"You have quite the stockpile. It will be easier for us to use your existing customer base than seek out new ones. Do you have anyone who needs a shipment? We have the means to transport and the protection to make sure they arrive safely."
Stilgar uses his years of experience if delving into ancient secrets and knowledge and concludes that these are pickles. Simple cucumbers sitting in large glass containers while they pickle for flavor.
The old man replies saying "Well I guess if you were to sell all of them for top tier market price, I bet we could get 1000g!" The group looks at all the containers and concludes that there are a lot of pickles... The man continues "But prices ain't what they used to be.. Now back in the pickle rush of 32' these babies were going for top coin, but then the pickle crash of 46' ain't been making pickles the best... Anyways I know some people that might be interested but I can't do that traveling anymore. If you wanted, we could arrange you selling for me? "
"I think we have a deal, sir." Ash says, extending his hand. "I'm glad we got over that previous misunderstanding. Now, about those rival pickle farmers you were talking about. Where were they again exactly...?"
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Darrimus rides Fireside up the door. Darrimus dismounts and knocks on the door.
As Darrimus approaches the front door and knocks, stilgar creeps around back looking for signs of witchs or anything out of the ordinary.
perception: 23
Darrimus knocks on the door and is greeted by an old familiar face. It is the man from the tavern selling pickles. He looks at you for a second before recognizing you and says "Well bright mornin' to ya! Thanks for getting all them pickles from me the other day, I was in a bit if a ruff back there. What brings ya here to me farm? I ain't about given no refunds normally... Unless them pickles were bad like that one batch that got them all... But anyways" and he stares right at Darrimus while still continuing to mumble.
Stilgar looks around and doesn't seem much of anything with witches on a first glance around. Seems to just be some old farm equipment.
Ash glances at the old man from behind his companions before beginning, "Morning, sir. Look...this might be hard for a businessman like yourself, but you should probably avoid selling those pickles of yours for awhile. If that's going to be a problem for you, we might be able to take some off your hands..."
Persuasion: 9
"You must be some of them rival pickle farmers from up north. Listen here mister I ain't got the luxury to be ran out of business by some fancy people and their city pickles! Business is hard enough as it is! Maybe if this year was better I could take a vacation but my sales are down and I get it, try to run me out while down but this farm been generations of my family I won't be the quitter my daddy always thought I was!"
as darrimus and ash harass the old pickle farmer, stilgar takes advantage of the distraction and looks for a good spot to enter the house for a better look around.
if its a locked door, he will pick the lock and enter
thieves tools: 10
stealth: 26
——
after hastily combing over his options, stilgar starts scaling up the side of the house to the 2nd floor window.
acrobatics: 22
Possible points of entry
1. There is a backdoor.
2. There are a few Windows on the ground floor
3. There are Windows on the second floor ( would require athletics check as well)
Stilgar as quietly as possible grabs on the side of the house and flips himself up to grab the window frame on the second floor. He reaches up and finds that it is unlocked. He quickly and quietly lifts the window up enough and enters in what appears to be a bedroom. There are a few old wooden dressers around the room and a bed in the center.
out of respect for the old man and his craft, stilgar resists overwhelming urges to search for valuables and instead exists the bedroom door preforming a quick security check of the house. if he happens to find a delicious pickle laying about, he may pocket it for later.
some urges are too strong to ignore...
perception: 11
stealth: 26
Darrimus steps up and raises his hand.
"You misunderstand friend... We are not here to harm your business but rather save your life. We have on good intelligence an understand that a local coven of witches are seeking revenge against a pickle farmer. Unfortunately, they do not know what the farmer looks like but they believe a pickle farmer has wronged them. If you can lie low it would be best for your health as we cannot protect you."
Darrimus turns to Ash.
"As my companion said we may be able to assist in this manner by acting as a middle-man and selling pickles on your behalf. You stay safe, if trouble comes we can handle the witches."
Persuasion: 20
The man rubs his chin listening to Darrimus and says "Oh well that doesn't sound good. I wonder if dem witches got a bad batch of pickles... Well I could use the help on selling some pickles if you want..."
During this time Stilgar does a quick check the best he can around the house but finds nothing. As he starts to head downstairs he hears a yell..
"LEETA I'M TAKING SOME FOLKS WITH ME TO THE BARN." A brief pause occurs but just a second later a woman yells from somewhere on the first floor "WHAT YOU SAY? I CAN'T DUN HEAR YOU." The man yells again this time even louder "I SAID I'M TAKIN SOME FOLKS WIT ME DOWN YONDER TO THE BARN!!!" The voice slowly clears echoing around the house and the woman yells with a slightly lower volume yell "WELL YOU DON'T HAVE TO YELL AT ME! I'M NOT DEAF!"
The old grabs his coat and walks out the front door shaking his head.. "Alright let me show you what I got."
Stilgar peaks out the window and sees thr group walking away
"Come Fireside. Might need that strong back of yours." Graxx says Telepathically to his horse.
careful to avoid detection from the old man and his wife, stilgar waits for an opportunity to exit the house and rejoins his party.
Stilgar sneaks out the window from which he came and does quietly rejoins the group as they approach the barn.
As the group enters the barn, they find the shelves loaded with large glass containers filled with green liquid and many a pickle. The old man looks at them and says "Well here is where the magic happens! As you can see I have quite the supply if you think you can sale any."
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"What's your asking price for these assets?" Ash asks, before glancing at Stilgar with a look that says: "Get the bag ready."
Darrimus walks along the glass his hand grazing as he passes.
"You have quite the stockpile. It will be easier for us to use your existing customer base than seek out new ones. Do you have anyone who needs a shipment? We have the means to transport and the protection to make sure they arrive safely."
stilgar recognizes ash’s que and winks in response before wandering off inspecting the equipment.
”magic you say!? id believe it!”
investigation: 26
Stilgar uses his years of experience if delving into ancient secrets and knowledge and concludes that these are pickles. Simple cucumbers sitting in large glass containers while they pickle for flavor.
The old man replies saying "Well I guess if you were to sell all of them for top tier market price, I bet we could get 1000g!" The group looks at all the containers and concludes that there are a lot of pickles... The man continues "But prices ain't what they used to be.. Now back in the pickle rush of 32' these babies were going for top coin, but then the pickle crash of 46' ain't been making pickles the best... Anyways I know some people that might be interested but I can't do that traveling anymore. If you wanted, we could arrange you selling for me? "
"I think we have a deal, sir." Ash says, extending his hand. "I'm glad we got over that previous misunderstanding. Now, about those rival pickle farmers you were talking about. Where were they again exactly...?"