"you have a deal barkeep, i can tell you must have a good tolerance and i would like to test myself against you. shall we agree on a reward for the winner? i have money to bet if that's what you'd want most"
"Money seems like a good trade. Let's say... 10 gold pieces to the winner?" As she talks, she brings out two glasses and sets them down between you. "So, what are we drinking, my friend?"
I think over the question for a moment "Most Dragonborn follow Baphomet or if there on a more evil or other pathed line follow Tiamat, I'm yet to decide in all honest. But the Progenitor, there very powerful and have apparently scryd into the future. I'm not one to disbelieve them but I'm not going to just trust someone who's ripped me from my life and into this... prophecy. And the undead army is lickly from this so called divinated one"
"I'm glad we saved the maidens, they seemed innocent in this. Though I'm worried about those who have gone missing. Though the Tabaxi assumed the younger one's made up the story of the dreams, it could be a vital answer that we shouldn't ignore"
She shakes your hand back and pours the first glass of mead. "I suppose not. Talia. Talia Birchsmith. My family runs the tavern, I just work in it. And yourself?"
Talia then turns to Eglig, pours another tankard for Nemmonis, and hands it to you. "Remember to pay, or else my father won't be happy. And he isn't someone to be crossed."
"Of course let me just get these to the table and I can come back with the gold pieces you require."
Ventures over to the table informing Nemmonis that I brought him his Ale and I may need some gold to pay for this with as I don't actually have any. being a monk I never had many valuables.
"The Tabaxi has probably been looking after them for a while, her motherly interactions to them are clear, making a story to distract the younger one from the truth makes sense, but the other thing she said, about the maidens that went missing. They had nightmares, telling the if they told something bad would happen. You ever herd of magic like that?"
"Not during my lifespan, study of nature reduces the ability for any other study due to its needed longevity of visual identification and understanding. I simply haven't been able to focus on much else, even with my age"
"you have a deal barkeep, i can tell you must have a good tolerance and i would like to test myself against you. shall we agree on a reward for the winner? i have money to bet if that's what you'd want most"
i say with a flirtatious smile
"Money seems like a good trade. Let's say... 10 gold pieces to the winner?" As she talks, she brings out two glasses and sets them down between you. "So, what are we drinking, my friend?"
I think over the question for a moment "Most Dragonborn follow Baphomet or if there on a more evil or other pathed line follow Tiamat, I'm yet to decide in all honest. But the Progenitor, there very powerful and have apparently scryd into the future. I'm not one to disbelieve them but I'm not going to just trust someone who's ripped me from my life and into this... prophecy. And the undead army is lickly from this so called divinated one"
"sounds good, lets say we start with a mead first?
(Wow, look at you tow, Nico and Nemm, getting into plot. Good for you. Dw, you'll get to that later :) )
The bartender smiles and brings out a bottle of mead, then holds her hand out to shake. "May the better drinker win, Mr....?"
"I'm glad we saved the maidens, they seemed innocent in this. Though I'm worried about those who have gone missing. Though the Tabaxi assumed the younger one's made up the story of the dreams, it could be a vital answer that we shouldn't ignore"
shakes her hand happily
"would it be rude of me to ask your name first?"
"Whilst you are at it bartender could I get another serving of mead? One more for the size of a dragonborn, if you get what I mean?"
I say with a grin and a chuckle
She shakes your hand back and pours the first glass of mead. "I suppose not. Talia. Talia Birchsmith. My family runs the tavern, I just work in it. And yourself?"
Talia then turns to Eglig, pours another tankard for Nemmonis, and hands it to you. "Remember to pay, or else my father won't be happy. And he isn't someone to be crossed."
"My name is Durkannon, pleasure to meet you Talia"
takes the glass of mead and waits for Talia to pour her own
"Of course let me just get these to the table and I can come back with the gold pieces you require."
Ventures over to the table informing Nemmonis that I brought him his Ale and I may need some gold to pay for this with as I don't actually have any. being a monk I never had many valuables.
Talia nods to Eglig, pours her own glass, and salutes to Durk. "Are you ready?"
"The Tabaxi has probably been looking after them for a while, her motherly interactions to them are clear, making a story to distract the younger one from the truth makes sense, but the other thing she said, about the maidens that went missing. They had nightmares, telling the if they told something bad would happen. You ever herd of magic like that?"
nods to the bartender and readys my drink
"just say when"
"Go." Immediately, Talia starts bolting down her mead, draining it in seconds.
Durk, roll 5 Constitution checks for me.
"Not during my lifespan, study of nature reduces the ability for any other study due to its needed longevity of visual identification and understanding. I simply haven't been able to focus on much else, even with my age"
follows the lead of the half-elf and starts to down my drink
(are the constitution throws with modifier?)
(Yup, with your +2 modifier)
Walks back to bar
"So how much will those two meads come to my sweet woman?"
6
22
6
12
4