Perception Checks for Keragri and Fedex: There isn't much going on outside the area your table is in. It's early yet and most are still sleeping off the night before. The barkeep and his wife continue cleaning the area and prepping for the day, wiping the bar and sweeping the floor. A few of the patrons who stayed upstairs wander downstairs to settle up their tabs and depart. It's pretty quiet. It doesn't feel like there's a war raging just beyond the threshold of the door, but then you recall the faces of the refugees you saw along the road. Hopeless, terrified, thousand yard stares... "Either choose a side or get trampled in the middle..." Khubic's words echo in your head.
Riona wakes with a start realizing she slept in on an important day and quietly scolds herself for it. She quickly packs her things, arms becoming a flurry of motion as she straps on her pouches, cloak and backpack. After pulling the tangles out of her hair and splashing some water on her face she scurries into the dining room flipping through her spell book and dog-earing the pages she believes will be of use for the day. Her small owl rests in the hood of her cloak and she pulls up a chair at the table full of food, nodding as each of her new friends.
"Good morning gentlemen, I hope you all slept as well as I seamed to have! Did anyone order that drink that the locals recommended to us?"
She raises her eyebrows slightly hoping her friends understand her implication.
"Thanks dearie!" Lander says as the barmaid and barkeep bring out all the food. He grabs a plate and stabs a couple eggs with his fork, grabs a small handful of bacon, and slathers 2 pieces of warm bread with butter. He pours himself a cup of ice water and begins to dig in. As he stuffs some bacon into his mouth he exclaims, "I've gotta eat to maintain my girlish figure." He giggles as he grabs his slight pot belly. "Dig in everyone."
Lander smiles as Riona enters the room. "Mornin' sunshine. Have a seat and grab some breakfast."In a more hushed tone, "As for the other drink you mentioned, I debated ordering it first thing but thought it may be safer to wait till we are all together. We should probably decide who should order and keep the drink too. The barkeep and his wife recognize me pretty well so I'm wondering if it makes sense for someone they don't know as well to order?........... Hey, is that an owl?"
"Ah good morning, pardon my tardiness all this traveling has really tired me out. I've been out of service too long I think. I agree, it'll be a good idea to have some plans in place if things don't go according to intention, and I think I have a suggestion on that account."
Her tone starts chipper and a bit embarrassed but slips into a far more hushed tone with her last statement. She reaches over taking a cup and filling it with Kav.
"And while he make look like an owl this here is Mr. Declan of the fey, a good friend of my son's and a trusted ally!"
She smiles fondly and she thinks of her boy, so talented and charismatic. She reaches for some bread and spreads butter and jam methodically across it as her tone drops to a whisper.
"I'm thinking it may be wise for me to carry our souvenir, Mr. Declan here will be able to carry it for a while if need be, I'm hoping should the occasion arise the sky may be a safer place."
I grab fistfuls of eggs and protein and scarf them down. Until lately I have been living off boar meat that was supposed to last for 3 days. All of this food at one is great, I slimmed down after the bounty, this is how I can get it all back. Then I finally notice Riona and an owl, she looks like she just woke up a second ago. Hearing her conversation I begin to say...
“You should go first, as you were the last to get here. Nice ‘Declan’ you have there, though a bird such as that would need more protection. Something tells me this will not be a simple delivery.”
This ”Kav” beverage seemed strange, it was a dark brown and steaming hot. I asked for two full cups worth into a keg, yes on the nose but it seems I am stuck with that nickname for the rest of this journey. Yes the drink is very good, has a earth-y taste and the heat helps push down the protein I just ate*.
Fedex thanks Lander for the feast as he begins placing foodstuffs on his plate. Speaking in a manner as to not be heard from beyond this table, he says,
"We should make that order before more eyes enter the room. How about I go up to the bar and quietly ask for the "drink"? I will place my overcoat on the bar, when I see the drink is being served, I will give you a sign by scratching the back of my head. At that point you will make some sort of distraction to gain the attention momentarily of any wandering eyes. A loud set of laughs, maybe, as if a joke had been told. A hearty laughter this early in the morning should draw attention. I will cover the drink with my coat and then make my way back to the table. Hopefully none but the barkeep and ourselves will even know a transfer took place."
For fun Fedex tries to pinch a piece of bacon off of Keg's plate.
"Fedex I do believe that is a good idea, If you would prefer I am also able to request an order from afar. I have a means of communicating with those within a distance of me in a safer fashion."
She pulls out a thin chain with a silver crystal dangling from the end and wraps it around her wrist like a bracelet. She then palm the crystal and raises the hand to her face as if resting her chin on it. Subtle pointing a finger towards Fedex she mumbles into her palm, "They can even respond in kind, for my ears only." casting message at Fedex.
Against Keg's Passive Perception of 12, you easily snag a piece of bacon from his plate as he's draining a cup of kav.
All: The room is empty for the moment save for the four of you and the barkeep. The barmaid has disappeared upstairs to tend to the beds.
OOC for Keragri/Keg: Earlier you asked if you were calculating your Perception Check correctly. Based on what you posted, it seems like you mistakenly added your Proficiency Bonus to the result. According to your character sheet you are not proficient in Perception, so you can not add your Proficiency Bonus to any Perception Checks.The simplest way to perform a Skill Check is to roll 1d20 and add the Modifier listed next to the Skill on your Character Sheet. If a skill has a black dot next to it, that means you are proficient in that skill. Proficiency is already calculated in the number to the left though, so like I said, just roll 1d20 and add the number to the left of the skill name.
OOC for Riona: If you'd like to keep the contents of your Message private, you can select the text you want to keep hidden, and press the ! icon in the toolbar. This will hide it under a Spoiler.
OOC for All: Also, another party member can hide their reply in this manner if they so choose.
"If you guys can do that, I can cause a distraction. Trust me. " Lander puts his hand on his chin as if pondering something. "I really like the idea of using Declan if needed and I think having Fedex go up may be the play. "
***When it's time for a distraction, Lander is going to turn to Keragri and say loudly, "So, you don't think I can do a triple flip, well, watch this." He will then attempt an acrobatics check to see if he can succeed.
"I think we're over thinking this. There's no one here to see our theatrics. Let's have Riona order it from a distance and delivered with when the bring a tray to clean up our empty plates."
"Fedex, I think you're right. Using Riona makes the most sense. Nobody probably wanted to see me try a triple flip anyway." He giggles. "Once we get the package and I square up with the barkeep, we can probably get going on our way."
This post has potentially manipulated dice roll results.
"Well now I want to see the triple flip Lander, though I guess we can wait till were on the road!" She laughs at the thought of such an acrobatic display.
She nods at the general agreement and pulls her hand up to her chin again, this time turning her pointed finger to the barkeep and once again casting message.
"Don't be alarmed this is coming from the human woman at the table. I was hoping we could get 'Bed Wetter' discreetly handed off to the scruffy looking human man beside me when you send your wife to clear the table. You're welcome to respond, the magic keeping this message between us will hold for it."
After sending the request she turns back to Fedex and gives him a quick nod and small smile, intending to alert him to be ready for the pass off.
"So do any of you boys have tales to share of how you found yourself in this humble town?"
**OOC
the stealth roll is for making the contents and direction of the message concealed, my thinking was slight of hand would be more for making the casting itself hard to catch but shes more concerned with someone hearing the message/knowing its target than someone seeing her cast a spell if that makes sense
Fedex leans back into the table and grabs one of the last pieces of bacon from the communal plate and tosses it onto Keg's plate. With a smile he says,
"There you go, big guy. Don't want you run out of energy later."
Riona: As your message reaches the barkeep he suddenly drops the glass he was wiping, causing it to hit the bar with a thud before rolling off the edge and shattering on the floor. "Wha...?" He starts as he looks around, then hearing the rest of your message, he stops and looks in your direction. He nods and replies,
"Sure, let me get this mess cleaned up first. Gods, you startled me!"
All: The barkeep steps in the back for a bit and returns with a serving platter, broom, and dust pan. He sets the platter on the bar before cleaning up the broken glass. Once the mess is cleaned, he reaches under the bar and slides something under the serving platter before setting a glass of water on top. As he begins to make his way to your table, several things happen at once. Heavy footfalls and a shout precede someone coming quickly down the stairs. "Honey? Is everything alright? I heard-" As the barmaid is coming downstairs, the door to the tavern opens and an elven man enters. "Oh, hello Thestril. What brings you in so early?" continues the barmaid as she reaches the bottom of the stairs. At this point, the barkeep stops and stands in the middle of the room, frozen in indecision, with a look of panic on his face. The elven man says "I left my flute here last night after our last set. You haven't seen it have you?" The barmaid replies "No, let me check behind the bar." As she walks by her husband, she says "Everything ok honey? I thought I heard-Oh my!" At this point Lander shouts "So you don't think I can do a triple flip huh? Well, watch this!" He then climbs onto the back of his chair and balances for a second before squatting and flipping backward into the air. He flips once, twice, and thrice before sticking the landing and bowing. The barkeep recognizes his opportunity and hurriedly takes the platter over to Fedex. "Your drink, sir." And Fedex feels something fall from the bottom of the platter into his lap. The barmaid claps and the elven man says "Wow, that was impressive. Thinking about hiring a new act, Larny?" speaking to the barkeep. He replies "Ah... No. Um, I mean it was very impressive! But I think we'll stick to music. Excuse me." He walks into the back room at a brisk pace, his discomfort obvious. The barmaid searches behind the bar and says "No, nothing here. Sorry Thestril. If it turns up, we'll let you know." Thestril sighs and says "Well, thanks anyway." before leaving the tavern. Fedex looks down and sees an envelop in his lap.
Perception Checks for Keragri and Fedex: There isn't much going on outside the area your table is in. It's early yet and most are still sleeping off the night before. The barkeep and his wife continue cleaning the area and prepping for the day, wiping the bar and sweeping the floor. A few of the patrons who stayed upstairs wander downstairs to settle up their tabs and depart. It's pretty quiet. It doesn't feel like there's a war raging just beyond the threshold of the door, but then you recall the faces of the refugees you saw along the road. Hopeless, terrified, thousand yard stares... "Either choose a side or get trampled in the middle..." Khubic's words echo in your head.
Riona wakes with a start realizing she slept in on an important day and quietly scolds herself for it. She quickly packs her things, arms becoming a flurry of motion as she straps on her pouches, cloak and backpack. After pulling the tangles out of her hair and splashing some water on her face she scurries into the dining room flipping through her spell book and dog-earing the pages she believes will be of use for the day. Her small owl rests in the hood of her cloak and she pulls up a chair at the table full of food, nodding as each of her new friends.
"Good morning gentlemen, I hope you all slept as well as I seamed to have! Did anyone order that drink that the locals recommended to us?"
She raises her eyebrows slightly hoping her friends understand her implication.
**OOC
Definitely not projecting the late wake up......
and the owls name is Declan!
**
"Thanks dearie!" Lander says as the barmaid and barkeep bring out all the food. He grabs a plate and stabs a couple eggs with his fork, grabs a small handful of bacon, and slathers 2 pieces of warm bread with butter. He pours himself a cup of ice water and begins to dig in. As he stuffs some bacon into his mouth he exclaims, "I've gotta eat to maintain my girlish figure." He giggles as he grabs his slight pot belly. "Dig in everyone."
Lander smiles as Riona enters the room. "Mornin' sunshine. Have a seat and grab some breakfast." In a more hushed tone, "As for the other drink you mentioned, I debated ordering it first thing but thought it may be safer to wait till we are all together. We should probably decide who should order and keep the drink too. The barkeep and his wife recognize me pretty well so I'm wondering if it makes sense for someone they don't know as well to order?........... Hey, is that an owl?"
"Ah good morning, pardon my tardiness all this traveling has really tired me out. I've been out of service too long I think. I agree, it'll be a good idea to have some plans in place if things don't go according to intention, and I think I have a suggestion on that account."
Her tone starts chipper and a bit embarrassed but slips into a far more hushed tone with her last statement. She reaches over taking a cup and filling it with Kav.
"And while he make look like an owl this here is Mr. Declan of the fey, a good friend of my son's and a trusted ally!"
She smiles fondly and she thinks of her boy, so talented and charismatic. She reaches for some bread and spreads butter and jam methodically across it as her tone drops to a whisper.
"I'm thinking it may be wise for me to carry our souvenir, Mr. Declan here will be able to carry it for a while if need be, I'm hoping should the occasion arise the sky may be a safer place."
I grab fistfuls of eggs and protein and scarf them down. Until lately I have been living off boar meat that was supposed to last for 3 days. All of this food at one is great, I slimmed down after the bounty, this is how I can get it all back. Then I finally notice Riona and an owl, she looks like she just woke up a second ago. Hearing her conversation I begin to say...
“You should go first, as you were the last to get here. Nice ‘Declan’ you have there, though a bird such as that would need more protection. Something tells me this will not be a simple delivery.”
This ”Kav” beverage seemed strange, it was a dark brown and steaming hot. I asked for two full cups worth into a keg, yes on the nose but it seems I am stuck with that nickname for the rest of this journey. Yes the drink is very good, has a earth-y taste and the heat helps push down the protein I just ate*.
*OOC: No homo
Fedex thanks Lander for the feast as he begins placing foodstuffs on his plate. Speaking in a manner as to not be heard from beyond this table, he says,
"We should make that order before more eyes enter the room. How about I go up to the bar and quietly ask for the "drink"? I will place my overcoat on the bar, when I see the drink is being served, I will give you a sign by scratching the back of my head. At that point you will make some sort of distraction to gain the attention momentarily of any wandering eyes. A loud set of laughs, maybe, as if a joke had been told. A hearty laughter this early in the morning should draw attention. I will cover the drink with my coat and then make my way back to the table. Hopefully none but the barkeep and ourselves will even know a transfer took place."
For fun Fedex tries to pinch a piece of bacon off of Keg's plate.
Sleight of hand: 22
Mana - Verdan Bard - Dragon Heist
”I love deadlines. I like the whooshing sound they make as they fly by.” - Douglas Adams
”I’ve suffered a great many catastrophes in my life. Most of them never happened.” - Mark Twain
"Fedex I do believe that is a good idea, If you would prefer I am also able to request an order from afar. I have a means of communicating with those within a distance of me in a safer fashion."
She pulls out a thin chain with a silver crystal dangling from the end and wraps it around her wrist like a bracelet. She then palm the crystal and raises the hand to her face as if resting her chin on it. Subtle pointing a finger towards Fedex she mumbles into her palm, "They can even respond in kind, for my ears only." casting message at Fedex.
Fedex:
Against Keg's Passive Perception of 12, you easily snag a piece of bacon from his plate as he's draining a cup of kav.
All: The room is empty for the moment save for the four of you and the barkeep. The barmaid has disappeared upstairs to tend to the beds.
OOC for Keragri/Keg: Earlier you asked if you were calculating your Perception Check correctly. Based on what you posted, it seems like you mistakenly added your Proficiency Bonus to the result. According to your character sheet you are not proficient in Perception, so you can not add your Proficiency Bonus to any Perception Checks.The simplest way to perform a Skill Check is to roll 1d20 and add the Modifier listed next to the Skill on your Character Sheet. If a skill has a black dot next to it, that means you are proficient in that skill. Proficiency is already calculated in the number to the left though, so like I said, just roll 1d20 and add the number to the left of the skill name.
Here is an example:
OOC for Riona: If you'd like to keep the contents of your Message private, you can select the text you want to keep hidden, and press the ! icon in the toolbar. This will hide it under a Spoiler.
OOC for All: Also, another party member can hide their reply in this manner if they so choose.
In a whisper barely more that a thought,
"This is fantastic"
And then in a normal voice,
"I do believe your talent supersedes mine."
And then bites down on a piece of bacon that seemed to appear out of nowhere.
Mana - Verdan Bard - Dragon Heist
”I love deadlines. I like the whooshing sound they make as they fly by.” - Douglas Adams
”I’ve suffered a great many catastrophes in my life. Most of them never happened.” - Mark Twain
"If you guys can do that, I can cause a distraction. Trust me. " Lander puts his hand on his chin as if pondering something. "I really like the idea of using Declan if needed and I think having Fedex go up may be the play. "
***When it's time for a distraction, Lander is going to turn to Keragri and say loudly, "So, you don't think I can do a triple flip, well, watch this." He will then attempt an acrobatics check to see if he can succeed.
Acrobatics: 21
If he succeeds, he will do a big bow and flourish, if not, hopefully his bumble takes eyes off of the others. ***
Fedex applauds the display of athletic prowess.
"I think we're over thinking this. There's no one here to see our theatrics. Let's have Riona order it from a distance and delivered with when the bring a tray to clean up our empty plates."
Mana - Verdan Bard - Dragon Heist
”I love deadlines. I like the whooshing sound they make as they fly by.” - Douglas Adams
”I’ve suffered a great many catastrophes in my life. Most of them never happened.” - Mark Twain
All: I'll resolve what happens once we're all agreed on the course of action we want to take.
"Fedex, I think you're right. Using Riona makes the most sense. Nobody probably wanted to see me try a triple flip anyway." He giggles. "Once we get the package and I square up with the barkeep, we can probably get going on our way."
"I'm ok with whatever everybody wants to do."
Fedex pours a cup of water to wash down the Kav and pushes back from the table to signal he is done eating.
Mana - Verdan Bard - Dragon Heist
”I love deadlines. I like the whooshing sound they make as they fly by.” - Douglas Adams
”I’ve suffered a great many catastrophes in my life. Most of them never happened.” - Mark Twain
"Well now I want to see the triple flip Lander, though I guess we can wait till were on the road!" She laughs at the thought of such an acrobatic display.
She nods at the general agreement and pulls her hand up to her chin again, this time turning her pointed finger to the barkeep and once again casting message.
stealth : 19
"Don't be alarmed this is coming from the human woman at the table. I was hoping we could get 'Bed Wetter' discreetly handed off to the scruffy looking human man beside me when you send your wife to clear the table. You're welcome to respond, the magic keeping this message between us will hold for it."
After sending the request she turns back to Fedex and gives him a quick nod and small smile, intending to alert him to be ready for the pass off.
"So do any of you boys have tales to share of how you found yourself in this humble town?"
**OOC
the stealth roll is for making the contents and direction of the message concealed, my thinking was slight of hand would be more for making the casting itself hard to catch but shes more concerned with someone hearing the message/knowing its target than someone seeing her cast a spell if that makes sense
**
Fedex leans back into the table and grabs one of the last pieces of bacon from the communal plate and tosses it onto Keg's plate. With a smile he says,
"There you go, big guy. Don't want you run out of energy later."
Mana - Verdan Bard - Dragon Heist
”I love deadlines. I like the whooshing sound they make as they fly by.” - Douglas Adams
”I’ve suffered a great many catastrophes in my life. Most of them never happened.” - Mark Twain
Riona: As your message reaches the barkeep he suddenly drops the glass he was wiping, causing it to hit the bar with a thud before rolling off the edge and shattering on the floor. "Wha...?" He starts as he looks around, then hearing the rest of your message, he stops and looks in your direction. He nods and replies,
"Sure, let me get this mess cleaned up first. Gods, you startled me!"
All: The barkeep steps in the back for a bit and returns with a serving platter, broom, and dust pan. He sets the platter on the bar before cleaning up the broken glass. Once the mess is cleaned, he reaches under the bar and slides something under the serving platter before setting a glass of water on top. As he begins to make his way to your table, several things happen at once. Heavy footfalls and a shout precede someone coming quickly down the stairs. "Honey? Is everything alright? I heard-" As the barmaid is coming downstairs, the door to the tavern opens and an elven man enters. "Oh, hello Thestril. What brings you in so early?" continues the barmaid as she reaches the bottom of the stairs. At this point, the barkeep stops and stands in the middle of the room, frozen in indecision, with a look of panic on his face. The elven man says "I left my flute here last night after our last set. You haven't seen it have you?" The barmaid replies "No, let me check behind the bar." As she walks by her husband, she says "Everything ok honey? I thought I heard-Oh my!" At this point Lander shouts "So you don't think I can do a triple flip huh? Well, watch this!" He then climbs onto the back of his chair and balances for a second before squatting and flipping backward into the air. He flips once, twice, and thrice before sticking the landing and bowing. The barkeep recognizes his opportunity and hurriedly takes the platter over to Fedex. "Your drink, sir." And Fedex feels something fall from the bottom of the platter into his lap. The barmaid claps and the elven man says "Wow, that was impressive. Thinking about hiring a new act, Larny?" speaking to the barkeep. He replies "Ah... No. Um, I mean it was very impressive! But I think we'll stick to music. Excuse me." He walks into the back room at a brisk pace, his discomfort obvious. The barmaid searches behind the bar and says "No, nothing here. Sorry Thestril. If it turns up, we'll let you know." Thestril sighs and says "Well, thanks anyway." before leaving the tavern. Fedex looks down and sees an envelop in his lap.
OOC: how large is the envelope? If it seems small enough he will try and whisk it into some folds of his clothing.
Sleight of hand: 12
If it is too large, he will slide himself and chair deeper under the table.
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FedEx tells the group in a hushed voice.
"Got it."
And then in a loud voice, "Well done my acrobatic friend!"
Mana - Verdan Bard - Dragon Heist
”I love deadlines. I like the whooshing sound they make as they fly by.” - Douglas Adams
”I’ve suffered a great many catastrophes in my life. Most of them never happened.” - Mark Twain