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Rabbit Warren:
Orina and Jogs: "I'm afraid if your looking for a druid, they only band I know of are those who pass through twice a year are all I know of. If your lucky, perhaps some magical creature would be willing to assist you, but those chances are slim to none. Hainsley has some strange magic, could he be of use?"
Hainsley admits. "Well, I don't think my abilities could extend much beyond basic gags, unfortunately, unless I'm under great stress or not really thinking about it." ((As fitting as a time this would be to have him pull out something labled "Drink Me" that shrinks you))
Jogs does recall that there is an alchemist in somewhere in Outer Corvidae, but they might not have the supplies or expertise considering it's rural nature. Might be worth a shot, if your willing to go fetch supplies. There was also a tent, like the Rosebush one, back at Crovidae that had some sort of potion flask on it's ensignia. Seems like you have a lot of options here.
Blackport:
Leshanna: "Yup, any one, let me get that for you. It's actually pretty important to the construction of the weapon itself, a majority of the cost goes into those things. Without one, the gun would blow apart after you fired it. Luckily it's just about useless for anything else, otherwise most would sell it for a fat paycheck and book it." He takes the rifle off the shelf. "You sure this is the one you want? If you want another one, these things range anywhere to the hundreds to thousands of gold, luckily, your coin there is re-usuable, so as long you got that, you can fire any weapon you have, if only one at a time."
Rafon's Run Settlement:
Ulrich: It seems the person in the window is using your crossbow bolt to attempt to widen the hole in the window, very slowly. He is making frequent, worried glances behind him.
"No problem, see you on the other side." John hangs down on the rope and begins to overhand his way across. 25
Before you know it, John is already across without breaking a sweat.
Greenport:
Insight: 18
Noldeme: "I am glad that I helped you see the error of your ways, It was not something I took pride in doing. We can talk about debts later. What is your request?" It seems whatever that eye of his does, it definitely doesn't see through lies.
"We have to report back to Rosebush about taking care of the Macgullickson's 'problem' anyway, or they'll send someone else after us... and you. Let's try to find something to help us squeeze in there somehow while we're back at the tent-market." She looks at Hainsly and Beau. "If that's alright with you two, that is. We'll be back soon I hope, with a solution to your problem if we can help it."
If the animals have nothing else they want to contribute, then together with Jogs, Orina will make her way back towards the Rosebush guild.
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(That's amazing. I rolled a Nat 2 but still got 'em.)
Greenport:
Noldeme sees herself stuttering a bit more than usual, she could feel herself lacking her usual confidence, and for a moment there, she has a small fear that she may get caught, yet with the captain's response, all her worries fade, and she pulls her confidence up again. "There's something I need to do... Urgent matters lead me to Corvidae. Whatever it is, I can't go without someone's help. I think it might have something to do with that lying druid."
Charisma Check: 19 (I'll leave the DM's judgment on that. Noldeme is lying, in the sense that she doesn't think Pua'a was lying, but the whole thing is an attempt at persuading the captain to go with her. If you judge Deception add +2 for proficiency, if you judge Persuasion take the straight roll.)
Yaw: I suppose the man didn't look like much of a dragon but how should I know? Feeling somewhat more relaxed, I tell my story.
"Well, it was just the other day! While trudging through the deep swamp just outside of town, I came upon a rather... Ur... Interesting... landmark and so of course, took on the responsibility of further inspecting it, the ground began to shake beneath me!"
I make a show of pretend-struggling to keep my footing on the shaky ground.
"A massive giant's head rose from the ground with a horn big as you or me!" I exclaim as I raise my hands to show just how big that horn was.
"As I realized my fate, I attempted to sneak away... veeeery slooooowly.... when suddenly!"
I strum an aggressive chord on my lute!
"A loud roar! Not from the dragon, but from something else! The dragon woke! Surging from the ground and nearly toppling me over! I nearly escaped with my life and wouldn't have if that thing had noticed me!"
I shoot a look at Rattles as if to say, He doesn't need to know about what else I found
Zacharias is looks more and more confused and more than a bit incredulous the more Connor talks. But when he predicts a confrontation with a warlock ... "What do you mean you hope I am prepared for that? What warlock? How do you know this?"
OOC: Since it really doesn't matter what is said between now and starting this crazy adventure, I'll skip ahead past the disbelief, questions and answers.
Zacharias, his head down and eyes closed while he massages his forehead with one hand, sighs. "OK. I find a prized chicken, throw it into the street, and then prepare to be confronted by a warlock." He looks up at the halfling. "Am I prepared? How will I know until it happens?" He sighs again and looks around at the three. "Any idea where I might find a chicken that has won a prize?"
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Rabbit Warren:
Orina & Jogs: Hainsley waves goodbye. "Good luck, and don't forget about me either! I promise to stay out of trouble as long as you can figure out what's up with me."
The Shady Lamppost:
Yaw: Nick seems impressed. "HO, quite the tale there, it's a shame there aren't more bards like you, I imagine most get blasted out of town for their chicanery or philandering. Now, if you had bested the beast, I would lay down every piece on the line to have you in my crew. I don't think I've heard many stories of dragons in the swamp, perhaps they never live to tell the tale. It's a shame you did not bring back any of it's hoard, that would have easily convinced me to let this man go. I would not make such a foolish risk to roam the swamps, considering it's danger, but with risk does come reward, either to the lucky or the skilled."
Rattles begins to say "Wasn't there something about-" but you shoot him a glance, and he begins to go on "-you know, uh, that other roar, did I ever tell you about that, or was I being dragged? Oh, I think I should explain to the both of you. So: Anyway, I had this lead about something that this group in the woods might have had, like some treasure or stuff. However, they said I needed some meat, so I brought some-which I stole from Nick here, by the way...several times actually. Managed to lay low, gain some rep with the group. When I thought I was going to get something good out of itl, turns out that it was a crazy cult or something, luckily that bounty hunter saved my skin and we made a run for it. Then she tied me up and hobbled me for some reason. Yeah, that's about it."
Nick tries to process all of that. "Ah, so...you admit to your crime. I'll make this easy for you, tell me where the hideout of Snakebiter is and I'll let you off the hook, otherwise you and your friend here are going to be in a lot of trouble."
Rattles looks at you, as he stutters. "Well, um...er..."
Blackport - Workshop
Leshanna: Those basic weapons go for about 250 gold,shotgun is worth double that, rifle as well. Prices are negotiable, though. Biggest issue is ammunition: a gold piece a pop. By the way, did I mention ammo's not included? Unless your going to be walking around with a fancy ornamental resume, you'll need to cough up a little dough."
Greenport:
15
Noldeme: Deadeye sighs "I was afraid you would say something like that...for whatever reason, our fates seem to be closely bound. Even if we tried to avoid each other, it is destined that we meet again. I detest it, and would rather avoid you...however, if you really do say it involves Pua'a, then by all means, I will gladly aid you. However, you must aid me as well, remember that."
The Rosebed:
Connor shrugs "No idea, it could take days before we can enact this plan, you are free to act on your own accord to reach your goal. What really need is to look for much more steady clues, after all, I can only gauruntee that we will meet him, nothing more. Investigation is just as important." The dark room fades, as you are seemingly back in the tavern. "Now, should we travel there o, or-? Oh, wait hold on, shoot." The room goes dark again "It needs to go down in Corvidae." before quickly relighting. "So we need to go there, obviously we can't risk causing too much trouble and alarming the Caretakers. Now, shall we travel there normally, or take a shortcut?"
"Yes, captain, of course."Noldeme's act of subservience was a disguise meant to remain on the good side of Deadeye, knowing this sort of folk liked respectful people more than her own rash decisions and strong personality. "Do you already have plans for when we can leave? I wouldn't recommend waiting too long, but again, I've already asked too much without giving in return, so this mission is still in your hands."
Orina and Jogs | Road to Cordivae / Rosebush Guild
Barring any unexpeced surprises on the way back to outer Cordivae, Orina and Jogs return to the Rosebush tent to report their findings.
"Tebit? Salvador?" Orina asks as she enters the tent, looking around for the two who'd originally sent them off on this quest. "We've returned from the Macgullickson's job with some success, and also some news... We managed to put a short-term bandage on the farmer problem, but the real solution is going to require the help of an alchemist or a magician, or this problem's only going to get worse." She reports dutifully on what occured while they were at the farm, and waits to see what the other two men say.
(OOC: I am a bit confused. Does she get one weapon free, by having the coin, or does she need to pay for it? Since she doesn't have enough gold probably to buy a rifle or shotgun, that may affect how this moves forward.)
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Yaw: “Well hold on now, there’s no need to escalate and I may have stretched the truth a bit in implying I came away empty handed...”
I reach in to the front of my pants, untucking my coin purse. I untie it and lay it out on the table. “I was able to grab a few handfuls of coins on my way out. Would you allow me to pay for the meats?”
Persuasion: 10
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Orina and Jogs | Road to Cordivae / Rosebush Guild
Jogs puts a scaled, brass hand on Orina's shoulder. "While you talk to them, I'll head to the vial tent to see if they have anything for shrinking." She proceeds to the tent with the vial on the banner and enters. "Good day, Corvidae! Do you sell potions here? I'm looking to become smaller! For a day or two!" She looks around for someone to help.
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If you’re still recruiting I’d like to throw my hat into the ring
Link to sheet: https://ddb.ac/characters/22498484/iFxlE4 Name: Nae Amethyst race: Drow Class: Warlock (archfey) Ability scores: Ability scores: 131112131715 Background: Urchin Backstory:
From a young age Nea had a thing with small creatures. From making friends with squirrels and turtles to eventually catching the eye of some fey creatures she never had trouble making friends with oddities. It likely had something to do with her being an oddity herself. Based her dark elf skin she also had mismatched eyes which helped her stand out. One of a soft green and the other of a cold winter blue. Her mother was a sweet individual, from what she remembers as at an early age she got separated from her though she did remember that she always said she was blessed because of her eyes. When she turned of age she began getting dreams from a being of strong fey power who promised to bless her with gifts as long as they helped each other out. The being promised her her mother. Not particularly knowing the plans of the being she agreed and received a small butterfly that sometimes flew in to check on her.
Starting area: Greenport- sneaking off a boat she snuck onto
Noldeme: " The sooner the better; I was heading inland myself until recent events caused me to get off track, as you know. However, it is getting late, and I have some...minor injuries, so perhaps we should rest, and leave tommorrow."
Nae: You carefully remove the lid of the barrel, and see that you are alone in the hold of this ship. You hear two people on the deck of the ship talking about something, but they seem to be wrapping up their conversation. What do you do?
Outer Corvidae- Rosebush Tent:
Orina: Tebit seems to be the only one there at the moment, apart from a few other adenturers coming through and looking for small jobs. "Oh, hello again. I was getting a bit worried, you were gone for quite a while. You look you didn't get an ounce of sleep-er sorry, best not to pry. Ah, if your looking for someone to help you, I'm sure plenty of people here are looking for work too, you can put out a request. That's what Rosebush is all about, after all; I've seen a few wizards around here, you should ask them."
Outer Corvidae- Mages Tent:
Jogs: A half elf with brown hair notices you come in. Despite this looking like a tent from the outside, the inside seems much bigger, like the inside of a building, and even has a second story. "Ah, yes, good day to you. Indeed, we can supply you plenty of alchemy and spellcasting services, for a fee. Becoming small you say? Well, unfortunately the reduce spell only lasts a minute, but we do have some potions that last a few hours. Extending the duration of a potion is possible, but...for a day? That could be expensive and dangerous for you without a permenant enchantment."
Blackport:
Yaw: Nick's eyes widen. "Oh now I see..." He pick up the coinpurse, and looks through it, somewhat dissapointed. "Well, as impressed as I am, this money might barely make the cost of the meat, but not for the cost of retreiving this man. So long as his gang causes me no more trouble, if you can pay off the value I lost for his head: around 1000 gold, then I will let him go."
OOC:
DragonDenn: The coin allows you to get your first weapon free, yes, it is your reward for becoming a Black Dragon. You also now can get free sea passage for doing your duties on a ship.
"How much can I get the shotgun for?" Leshanna asks as she takes the rifle and nods to the man. "I'm taking this, but would like to see if I can afford to purchase the shotgun as well..." She glances around the place, taking in the other weapons for a bit. "Also will need some ammo as you said... What would the total price be for all of that?"
"I agree. Well, thank you very much. I'll meet you tomorrow in front of your ship, I assume?" Noldeme asks as her last question, she was already ready to leave and head towards the tavern she was going to pass the night on, but she had to make sure she knew where they'd meet. If given confirmation of the place, she prepares to say goodbyes and leave the ship.
Nae will slide silently out of the barrel and get of the ship as quickly and quietly as possible as soon as shes out of earshot she sits down with her feet over an edge facing the ocean
"Well its nice being out of that barrel finally." She sighs and looks up at the sky "You know Im still not really sure about this but hopefully making a deal with a trickster fey doesnt bite me in the behind..."
After a minute she stands up realizing her hunger "Now lets see where I can get a decent piece of grub around here." Nae goes to find the nearest place to eat
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Orina and Jogs | Road to Cordivae / Rosebush Guild & Mages Tent
"Well thanks so much, sir!" Jogs says and turns around to leave the tent without another word. "ORINA!" she shouts. "THAT WAS A BAD IDEA I HAD!" She remembers that not everyone enjoys a yelled conversation as much as she and strides quickly over to the Rosebush tent. "Hi!" she yells, then covers her mouth with her claws. She lowers her voice. "Potions be expensive, same as enchantments; I forgot we haven't even got paid for helping the Magullicksons. Are we going to get paid? I can't remember. This is why I never have money."
"Maybe someone would give us a potion or an enchantment or even a spell? I'm going to ask around." She turns around and around in a circle shouting. "HEY! ANY MAGES WANNA HELP US? WE NEED TO BE SHRUNK OR TURNED INTO A MOUSE! FOR FREE! UM, MAYBE NOT FREE, I'M NOT SURE!" She waits for a response.
"Yeah, it was a long night," Orina agrees. "Can Jogs and I shack up here for the evening to get some rest before we continue on this job? I promise, we won't be any trouble," she says appeasingly.
Mulling over Tebit's advice, Orina snaps her fingers. "So I just have to write up an advertisement for a wizard or an alchemist who can polymorph! But... that would mean they'd be sorta working for Rosebush too. And, well... you know, technically that rabbit warren kinda hired us to take care of a problem. Their payment is whatever's in that dungeon of theirs. Is it alright to draft a request on behalf of the Rosebush Guild for that?"
As she hears Jogs shouting, Orina holds up a finger and says to Tebit "Hang on just a moment, I think that's for me!"
Hurrying forward, she sticks her head outside of the tent and waves at Jogs. "Hey! Jogs! Let me draft the ad first, then you can start yelling about it outside! We need a capable magician, not just some street performer of minor illusions! And we're going to get paid in the goods we find in the dungeon anyhow, so it's sorta not for free! This would be a paid Rosebush job!" Though she's trying to calm Jogs down, Orina is actually yelling just as loudly to catch the dragonborn's attention, making quite a scene outside of the Rosebush tent.
Rabbit Warren:
Orina and Jogs: "I'm afraid if your looking for a druid, they only band I know of are those who pass through twice a year are all I know of. If your lucky, perhaps some magical creature would be willing to assist you, but those chances are slim to none. Hainsley has some strange magic, could he be of use?"
Hainsley admits. "Well, I don't think my abilities could extend much beyond basic gags, unfortunately, unless I'm under great stress or not really thinking about it." ((As fitting as a time this would be to have him pull out something labled "Drink Me" that shrinks you))
Jogs does recall that there is an alchemist in somewhere in Outer Corvidae, but they might not have the supplies or expertise considering it's rural nature. Might be worth a shot, if your willing to go fetch supplies. There was also a tent, like the Rosebush one, back at Crovidae that had some sort of potion flask on it's ensignia. Seems like you have a lot of options here.
Blackport:
Leshanna: "Yup, any one, let me get that for you. It's actually pretty important to the construction of the weapon itself, a majority of the cost goes into those things. Without one, the gun would blow apart after you fired it. Luckily it's just about useless for anything else, otherwise most would sell it for a fat paycheck and book it." He takes the rifle off the shelf. "You sure this is the one you want? If you want another one, these things range anywhere to the hundreds to thousands of gold, luckily, your coin there is re-usuable, so as long you got that, you can fire any weapon you have, if only one at a time."
Rafon's Run Settlement:
Ulrich: It seems the person in the window is using your crossbow bolt to attempt to widen the hole in the window, very slowly. He is making frequent, worried glances behind him.
"No problem, see you on the other side." John hangs down on the rope and begins to overhand his way across. 25
Before you know it, John is already across without breaking a sweat.
Greenport:
Insight: 18
Noldeme: "I am glad that I helped you see the error of your ways, It was not something I took pride in doing. We can talk about debts later. What is your request?" It seems whatever that eye of his does, it definitely doesn't see through lies.
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Orina and Jogs | Cordivae Forest, Rabbit Warren
"We have to report back to Rosebush about taking care of the Macgullickson's 'problem' anyway, or they'll send someone else after us... and you. Let's try to find something to help us squeeze in there somehow while we're back at the tent-market." She looks at Hainsly and Beau. "If that's alright with you two, that is. We'll be back soon I hope, with a solution to your problem if we can help it."
If the animals have nothing else they want to contribute, then together with Jogs, Orina will make her way back towards the Rosebush guild.
Blackport...
"How much does the shotgun and pistol cost?" Leshanna asks. "How much does the rifle go for normally as well?"
(That's amazing. I rolled a Nat 2 but still got 'em.)
Greenport:
Noldeme sees herself stuttering a bit more than usual, she could feel herself lacking her usual confidence, and for a moment there, she has a small fear that she may get caught, yet with the captain's response, all her worries fade, and she pulls her confidence up again. "There's something I need to do... Urgent matters lead me to Corvidae. Whatever it is, I can't go without someone's help. I think it might have something to do with that lying druid."
Charisma Check: 19 (I'll leave the DM's judgment on that. Noldeme is lying, in the sense that she doesn't think Pua'a was lying, but the whole thing is an attempt at persuading the captain to go with her. If you judge Deception add +2 for proficiency, if you judge Persuasion take the straight roll.)
(She/Her)
Velmine - Tiefling, Rogue (9), Swashbuckler - Dead in Thay
Riris Swiftwhistle - Halfling, Bard (4), College of Swords - Lost Mines of Phandelver
Rellahne Vanderboren - Half-Elf, Wizard (4), School of Abjuration - The Shackled City
Ann Hidrizo - Human, Fighter (2) - Amphail Adventures
Sha - Firbolg, Cleric (3), Twilight Domain - Hunt for the Wish Dragon
Blackport:
Yaw: I suppose the man didn't look like much of a dragon but how should I know? Feeling somewhat more relaxed, I tell my story.
"Well, it was just the other day! While trudging through the deep swamp just outside of town, I came upon a rather... Ur... Interesting... landmark and so of course, took on the responsibility of further inspecting it, the ground began to shake beneath me!"
I make a show of pretend-struggling to keep my footing on the shaky ground.
"A massive giant's head rose from the ground with a horn big as you or me!" I exclaim as I raise my hands to show just how big that horn was.
"As I realized my fate, I attempted to sneak away... veeeery slooooowly.... when suddenly!"
I strum an aggressive chord on my lute!
"A loud roar! Not from the dragon, but from something else! The dragon woke! Surging from the ground and nearly toppling me over! I nearly escaped with my life and wouldn't have if that thing had noticed me!"
I shoot a look at Rattles as if to say, He doesn't need to know about what else I found
Deception: 14 If necessary
Yaw - Genasi, Bard (3), College of Lore - Tower of Heaven
Zacharias is looks more and more confused and more than a bit incredulous the more Connor talks. But when he predicts a confrontation with a warlock ... "What do you mean you hope I am prepared for that? What warlock? How do you know this?"
OOC: Since it really doesn't matter what is said between now and starting this crazy adventure, I'll skip ahead past the disbelief, questions and answers.
Zacharias, his head down and eyes closed while he massages his forehead with one hand, sighs. "OK. I find a prized chicken, throw it into the street, and then prepare to be confronted by a warlock." He looks up at the halfling. "Am I prepared? How will I know until it happens?" He sighs again and looks around at the three. "Any idea where I might find a chicken that has won a prize?"
Rabbit Warren:
Orina & Jogs: Hainsley waves goodbye. "Good luck, and don't forget about me either! I promise to stay out of trouble as long as you can figure out what's up with me."
The Shady Lamppost:
Yaw: Nick seems impressed. "HO, quite the tale there, it's a shame there aren't more bards like you, I imagine most get blasted out of town for their chicanery or philandering. Now, if you had bested the beast, I would lay down every piece on the line to have you in my crew. I don't think I've heard many stories of dragons in the swamp, perhaps they never live to tell the tale. It's a shame you did not bring back any of it's hoard, that would have easily convinced me to let this man go. I would not make such a foolish risk to roam the swamps, considering it's danger, but with risk does come reward, either to the lucky or the skilled."
Rattles begins to say "Wasn't there something about-" but you shoot him a glance, and he begins to go on "-you know, uh, that other roar, did I ever tell you about that, or was I being dragged? Oh, I think I should explain to the both of you. So: Anyway, I had this lead about something that this group in the woods might have had, like some treasure or stuff. However, they said I needed some meat, so I brought some-which I stole from Nick here, by the way...several times actually. Managed to lay low, gain some rep with the group. When I thought I was going to get something good out of itl, turns out that it was a crazy cult or something, luckily that bounty hunter saved my skin and we made a run for it. Then she tied me up and hobbled me for some reason. Yeah, that's about it."
Nick tries to process all of that. "Ah, so...you admit to your crime. I'll make this easy for you, tell me where the hideout of Snakebiter is and I'll let you off the hook, otherwise you and your friend here are going to be in a lot of trouble."
Rattles looks at you, as he stutters. "Well, um...er..."
Blackport - Workshop
Leshanna: Those basic weapons go for about 250 gold,shotgun is worth double that, rifle as well. Prices are negotiable, though. Biggest issue is ammunition: a gold piece a pop. By the way, did I mention ammo's not included? Unless your going to be walking around with a fancy ornamental resume, you'll need to cough up a little dough."
Greenport:
15
Noldeme: Deadeye sighs "I was afraid you would say something like that...for whatever reason, our fates seem to be closely bound. Even if we tried to avoid each other, it is destined that we meet again. I detest it, and would rather avoid you...however, if you really do say it involves Pua'a, then by all means, I will gladly aid you. However, you must aid me as well, remember that."
The Rosebed:
Connor shrugs "No idea, it could take days before we can enact this plan, you are free to act on your own accord to reach your goal. What really need is to look for much more steady clues, after all, I can only gauruntee that we will meet him, nothing more. Investigation is just as important." The dark room fades, as you are seemingly back in the tavern. "Now, should we travel there o, or-? Oh, wait hold on, shoot." The room goes dark again "It needs to go down in Corvidae." before quickly relighting. "So we need to go there, obviously we can't risk causing too much trouble and alarming the Caretakers. Now, shall we travel there normally, or take a shortcut?"
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Greenport:
"Yes, captain, of course." Noldeme's act of subservience was a disguise meant to remain on the good side of Deadeye, knowing this sort of folk liked respectful people more than her own rash decisions and strong personality. "Do you already have plans for when we can leave? I wouldn't recommend waiting too long, but again, I've already asked too much without giving in return, so this mission is still in your hands."
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Velmine - Tiefling, Rogue (9), Swashbuckler - Dead in Thay
Riris Swiftwhistle - Halfling, Bard (4), College of Swords - Lost Mines of Phandelver
Rellahne Vanderboren - Half-Elf, Wizard (4), School of Abjuration - The Shackled City
Ann Hidrizo - Human, Fighter (2) - Amphail Adventures
Sha - Firbolg, Cleric (3), Twilight Domain - Hunt for the Wish Dragon
Orina and Jogs | Road to Cordivae / Rosebush Guild
Barring any unexpeced surprises on the way back to outer Cordivae, Orina and Jogs return to the Rosebush tent to report their findings.
"Tebit? Salvador?" Orina asks as she enters the tent, looking around for the two who'd originally sent them off on this quest. "We've returned from the Macgullickson's job with some success, and also some news... We managed to put a short-term bandage on the farmer problem, but the real solution is going to require the help of an alchemist or a magician, or this problem's only going to get worse." She reports dutifully on what occured while they were at the farm, and waits to see what the other two men say.
Blackport...
(OOC: I am a bit confused. Does she get one weapon free, by having the coin, or does she need to pay for it? Since she doesn't have enough gold probably to buy a rifle or shotgun, that may affect how this moves forward.)
Yaw: “Well hold on now, there’s no need to escalate and I may have stretched the truth a bit in implying I came away empty handed...”
I reach in to the front of my pants, untucking my coin purse. I untie it and lay it out on the table.
“I was able to grab a few handfuls of coins on my way out. Would you allow me to pay for the meats?”
Persuasion: 10
Yaw - Genasi, Bard (3), College of Lore - Tower of Heaven
Orina and Jogs | Road to Cordivae / Rosebush Guild
Jogs puts a scaled, brass hand on Orina's shoulder. "While you talk to them, I'll head to the vial tent to see if they have anything for shrinking." She proceeds to the tent with the vial on the banner and enters. "Good day, Corvidae! Do you sell potions here? I'm looking to become smaller! For a day or two!" She looks around for someone to help.
[dear dm: can we see the tower from Corvidae?]
If you’re still recruiting I’d like to throw my hat into the ring
Link to sheet: https://ddb.ac/characters/22498484/iFxlE4
Name: Nae Amethyst
race: Drow
Class: Warlock (archfey)
Ability scores: Ability scores: 13 11 12 13 17 15
Background: Urchin
Backstory:
From a young age Nea had a thing with small creatures. From making friends with squirrels and turtles to eventually catching the eye of some fey creatures she never had trouble making friends with oddities. It likely had something to do with her being an oddity herself. Based her dark elf skin she also had mismatched eyes which helped her stand out. One of a soft green and the other of a cold winter blue. Her mother was a sweet individual, from what she remembers as at an early age she got separated from her though she did remember that she always said she was blessed because of her eyes. When she turned of age she began getting dreams from a being of strong fey power who promised to bless her with gifts as long as they helped each other out. The being promised her her mother. Not particularly knowing the plans of the being she agreed and received a small butterfly that sometimes flew in to check on her.
Starting area: Greenport- sneaking off a boat she snuck onto
Bardic Inspiration is just someone believing in you, and I believe in you
Greenport:
Noldeme: " The sooner the better; I was heading inland myself until recent events caused me to get off track, as you know. However, it is getting late, and I have some...minor injuries, so perhaps we should rest, and leave tommorrow."
Nae: You carefully remove the lid of the barrel, and see that you are alone in the hold of this ship. You hear two people on the deck of the ship talking about something, but they seem to be wrapping up their conversation. What do you do?
Outer Corvidae- Rosebush Tent:
Orina: Tebit seems to be the only one there at the moment, apart from a few other adenturers coming through and looking for small jobs. "Oh, hello again. I was getting a bit worried, you were gone for quite a while. You look you didn't get an ounce of sleep-er sorry, best not to pry. Ah, if your looking for someone to help you, I'm sure plenty of people here are looking for work too, you can put out a request. That's what Rosebush is all about, after all; I've seen a few wizards around here, you should ask them."
Outer Corvidae- Mages Tent:
Jogs: A half elf with brown hair notices you come in. Despite this looking like a tent from the outside, the inside seems much bigger, like the inside of a building, and even has a second story. "Ah, yes, good day to you. Indeed, we can supply you plenty of alchemy and spellcasting services, for a fee. Becoming small you say? Well, unfortunately the reduce spell only lasts a minute, but we do have some potions that last a few hours. Extending the duration of a potion is possible, but...for a day? That could be expensive and dangerous for you without a permenant enchantment."
Blackport:
Yaw: Nick's eyes widen. "Oh now I see..." He pick up the coinpurse, and looks through it, somewhat dissapointed. "Well, as impressed as I am, this money might barely make the cost of the meat, but not for the cost of retreiving this man. So long as his gang causes me no more trouble, if you can pay off the value I lost for his head: around 1000 gold, then I will let him go."
OOC:
DragonDenn: The coin allows you to get your first weapon free, yes, it is your reward for becoming a Black Dragon. You also now can get free sea passage for doing your duties on a ship.
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Blackport...
"How much can I get the shotgun for?" Leshanna asks as she takes the rifle and nods to the man. "I'm taking this, but would like to see if I can afford to purchase the shotgun as well..." She glances around the place, taking in the other weapons for a bit. "Also will need some ammo as you said... What would the total price be for all of that?"
Greenport:
"I agree. Well, thank you very much. I'll meet you tomorrow in front of your ship, I assume?" Noldeme asks as her last question, she was already ready to leave and head towards the tavern she was going to pass the night on, but she had to make sure she knew where they'd meet. If given confirmation of the place, she prepares to say goodbyes and leave the ship.
(She/Her)
Velmine - Tiefling, Rogue (9), Swashbuckler - Dead in Thay
Riris Swiftwhistle - Halfling, Bard (4), College of Swords - Lost Mines of Phandelver
Rellahne Vanderboren - Half-Elf, Wizard (4), School of Abjuration - The Shackled City
Ann Hidrizo - Human, Fighter (2) - Amphail Adventures
Sha - Firbolg, Cleric (3), Twilight Domain - Hunt for the Wish Dragon
Greenport
Nae will slide silently out of the barrel and get of the ship as quickly and quietly as possible as soon as shes out of earshot she sits down with her feet over an edge facing the ocean
"Well its nice being out of that barrel finally." She sighs and looks up at the sky "You know Im still not really sure about this but hopefully making a deal with a trickster fey doesnt bite me in the behind..."
After a minute she stands up realizing her hunger "Now lets see where I can get a decent piece of grub around here." Nae goes to find the nearest place to eat
Bardic Inspiration is just someone believing in you, and I believe in you
Orina and Jogs | Road to Cordivae / Rosebush Guild & Mages Tent
"Well thanks so much, sir!" Jogs says and turns around to leave the tent without another word. "ORINA!" she shouts. "THAT WAS A BAD IDEA I HAD!" She remembers that not everyone enjoys a yelled conversation as much as she and strides quickly over to the Rosebush tent. "Hi!" she yells, then covers her mouth with her claws. She lowers her voice. "Potions be expensive, same as enchantments; I forgot we haven't even got paid for helping the Magullicksons. Are we going to get paid? I can't remember. This is why I never have money."
"Maybe someone would give us a potion or an enchantment or even a spell? I'm going to ask around." She turns around and around in a circle shouting. "HEY! ANY MAGES WANNA HELP US? WE NEED TO BE SHRUNK OR TURNED INTO A MOUSE! FOR FREE! UM, MAYBE NOT FREE, I'M NOT SURE!" She waits for a response.
Orina and Jogs | Outer Cordivae / Rosebush Guild
"Yeah, it was a long night," Orina agrees. "Can Jogs and I shack up here for the evening to get some rest before we continue on this job? I promise, we won't be any trouble," she says appeasingly.
Mulling over Tebit's advice, Orina snaps her fingers. "So I just have to write up an advertisement for a wizard or an alchemist who can polymorph! But... that would mean they'd be sorta working for Rosebush too. And, well... you know, technically that rabbit warren kinda hired us to take care of a problem. Their payment is whatever's in that dungeon of theirs. Is it alright to draft a request on behalf of the Rosebush Guild for that?"
As she hears Jogs shouting, Orina holds up a finger and says to Tebit "Hang on just a moment, I think that's for me!"
Hurrying forward, she sticks her head outside of the tent and waves at Jogs. "Hey! Jogs! Let me draft the ad first, then you can start yelling about it outside! We need a capable magician, not just some street performer of minor illusions! And we're going to get paid in the goods we find in the dungeon anyhow, so it's sorta not for free! This would be a paid Rosebush job!" Though she's trying to calm Jogs down, Orina is actually yelling just as loudly to catch the dragonborn's attention, making quite a scene outside of the Rosebush tent.
Blackport - Yaw:
I turn out my pockets, "This is all I have, Nick! I just don't have the money! How can Rattles and I square up?"
Yaw - Genasi, Bard (3), College of Lore - Tower of Heaven