"I'd try strawberry and rhubarb. Basically any pie I'll try! I've not found one yet that I don't like! Some places even make pies with stew in them! They're great when it's really cold out, but I like the sweet pies better."
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DM:Forged in Chaos, Spiders of the Abyss, The Sundered Way, Champions of the Citadel
Not having an iota of the plan since Kerri led them here without a word, Aldrik scans the crowd for anyone he might know and be chummy with, looking to perhaps get some gossip on the goings-on recently. If he can't find anyone, he'll grab Cico and head for the bar and get chummy with someone new.
As you enter, Arquette makes a beeline across the floor without stopping at the bar.
Dernan doesn't react to the pie discussion until they seem ready to order. "Only one pie left, it's pork. Dessert's are back on this evening."
Threestrings, though slightly startled at having his break interrupted by the entirety of his fanbase, seems pleased to see you. "All is well thank you. Had I known you were coming I would have been ready to show off my new material as you entered! I heard about the accident in the North Ward, it wasn't too close to your new property was it?"
As Aldrik looks around for friendly faces, the Half-Orc catches his eyes. She raises her eyebrows and places her elbow on the table before her, her hand open and ready for an arm wrestle.
Kerri waits for Amiee and Lyss to finish talking before asking in a low whisper, "What do you know about the half orc over there?" She nods to the target in question. "And Blondy with the lute."
"Ah ha! A called challenge!"Aldrik clinks his tankard against Cico's, whether or not the elf is currently holding it, and moves towards the half-orc woman. "Hello there, my dear! You seem one seeking a bit of competition. Shall this humble son of Waterdeep test your strength?"
He downs his tankard and sits in front of the woman, a grin across his face, and sets his position for an arm wrestle.
(Will absolutely burn a rage for this)
Roll! (16/14 advantage from rage) -- if pure strength, 20 total. If athletics, 24 total
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Cico nods at Three-Strings, acknowledging the unconventional introduction that Aimee has provided and continues with Aldrik to the bar. He frowns at the clinking of the mugs together and does not touch his.
He only partially takes in the spectacle of Aldrik arm-wrestling another burly patron, instead watches Kerri, wondering why she has brought them here.
Then he remembers their escort and scans the room for Arquette.
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Edvord stays back a bit from the bustle and fun the group is engaged with. The man looks down at his coin-purse. It is too light. The wizard will also scan the room, but he is looking to see if there is anyone that is familiar to the brothers here apart from the arm-wrestler.
Theestrings doesn’t look over his shoulder, “They’re fair to look at. Yagra’s certainly a strong one, and I think Davil’s here for networking. Not one to strum his own lute. He’s a humble one.”
Kerri
Code: I’ve been keeping my eye on them, I’m sure she’s his bodyguard. Think he’s making Zhentarim deals, but I haven’t got any proof. He’s very discrete.
Yagra grins, “What we playing for then? It’s been a dry day, and I want some stakes. You betting big, rich boy?”
Yagra shuffles in her seat, ready for a challenge. She drops three dragons on the table and assumes the position.
Your hand's clasp together. "3,2,1....go!" A few drinkers turn their heads to watch the challenge. Yagra begins with the upper hand, slowly pushing Aldrik's fist closer and closer to the splintered table. The two battle it out in silence, beads of sweat dripping from their brows.
Just as Aldrik feels himself about to lose, he lets out a primal roar. Yagra tries to match it and the whole Yawning Portal is filled with the dissonant harmony, almost as assaulting to the ears as Threestring's ballad's. Yagra is overwhelmed by Aldrik's comeback, her fist swinging limply onto the table. Her eyes meet Aldik's in a fiery rage as she stands up, breathing heavily. The Yawning portal falls silent.
A roaring laugh breaks the tension as Yagra grabs the coins and shoves them into Aldrik's hands. "Good job rich boy. I never thought you had it in you. Maybe next time we can have a good old fashioned brawl."
@Edvord. Most of the city visits the Yawning Portal. Was there anyone in particular you were looking for? Or any type of person?
@Cico
You spot Arquette in a booth across from what looks like a drunk in his mid-20's. His dishevelled brown hair and stubble betray what seem to be classically handsome features. He wears a grey coat with the collar up, staring into his pint as Arquette talks at him.
"I'd try strawberry and rhubarb. Basically any pie I'll try! I've not found one yet that I don't like! Some places even make pies with stew in them! They're great when it's really cold out, but I like the sweet pies better."
DM: Forged in Chaos, Spiders of the Abyss, The Sundered Way, Champions of the Citadel
Active Characters:
Breldo, Halfling Ranger | Kathryn, Wood Elf Rogue/Ranger | Kroshav, Dragonborn Paladin | T'laren Farsiel, Wood Elf Fighter | Trill, Kenku Bard | Val "Janellae", Mark of Shadow Elf Warlock
Aimee wrinkles her nose, smile still there,
"Why would you ruin a delightful strawberry pie with rhubarb? I would like to try a stew pie though! Durnan, do you have stew pie? I want one!"
Kerri approaches Three-Strings, "Hey, how is everything going?"
Elra Skylash - Human Cleric | Vanzaren Tanidoni - Half Elf Wizard
Mindartis Liadon - Eladrin Barbarian | Naivara Siannodel - Half Elf Ranger
Arrila Evenwood - Half Elf Paladin | Callaphe of Setessa - Human Rogue
Katernin Nemetsk - Aasimar Cleric | Melody - Tiefling Bard
Not having an iota of the plan since Kerri led them here without a word, Aldrik scans the crowd for anyone he might know and be chummy with, looking to perhaps get some gossip on the goings-on recently. If he can't find anyone, he'll grab Cico and head for the bar and get chummy with someone new.
Perception: 5
Persuasion: 16
Aldrik Reinholdt in Dragon Heist
Daventry in The Candlekeep Mysteries, and her bag
As you enter, Arquette makes a beeline across the floor without stopping at the bar.
Dernan doesn't react to the pie discussion until they seem ready to order. "Only one pie left, it's pork. Dessert's are back on this evening."
Threestrings, though slightly startled at having his break interrupted by the entirety of his fanbase, seems pleased to see you. "All is well thank you. Had I known you were coming I would have been ready to show off my new material as you entered! I heard about the accident in the North Ward, it wasn't too close to your new property was it?"
As Aldrik looks around for friendly faces, the Half-Orc catches his eyes. She raises her eyebrows and places her elbow on the table before her, her hand open and ready for an arm wrestle.
Gilgin Hardhammer - Mountain Dwarf Cleric (Forge Domain) - Icewind Dale
Petal - Forest Gnome Druid (Circle of the Land - Forest) - Unsung Heroes of Embera
"Pork it is!"
To Three-Strings,
"Right outside!" She pantomimes an explosion and people flying. "Few people came through the windows!"
She points at Cico,
"He is a suspect! Somehow! He was just standing there when it blew up, next to me, but Constable Sucksgas thinks he dunnit! Great for a song!"
Kerri waits for Amiee and Lyss to finish talking before asking in a low whisper, "What do you know about the half orc over there?" She nods to the target in question. "And Blondy with the lute."
Elra Skylash - Human Cleric | Vanzaren Tanidoni - Half Elf Wizard
Mindartis Liadon - Eladrin Barbarian | Naivara Siannodel - Half Elf Ranger
Arrila Evenwood - Half Elf Paladin | Callaphe of Setessa - Human Rogue
Katernin Nemetsk - Aasimar Cleric | Melody - Tiefling Bard
Lyss looks around, taking in the other patrons.
DM: Forged in Chaos, Spiders of the Abyss, The Sundered Way, Champions of the Citadel
Active Characters:
Breldo, Halfling Ranger | Kathryn, Wood Elf Rogue/Ranger | Kroshav, Dragonborn Paladin | T'laren Farsiel, Wood Elf Fighter | Trill, Kenku Bard | Val "Janellae", Mark of Shadow Elf Warlock
"Ah ha! A called challenge!" Aldrik clinks his tankard against Cico's, whether or not the elf is currently holding it, and moves towards the half-orc woman. "Hello there, my dear! You seem one seeking a bit of competition. Shall this humble son of Waterdeep test your strength?"
He downs his tankard and sits in front of the woman, a grin across his face, and sets his position for an arm wrestle.
(Will absolutely burn a rage for this)
Roll! (16/14 advantage from rage) -- if pure strength, 20 total. If athletics, 24 total
Aldrik Reinholdt in Dragon Heist
Daventry in The Candlekeep Mysteries, and her bag
As Aldrik is heading to the table, he hears in his head.
<Hey Aldy! How you feel about cheating?>
DM: Forged in Chaos, Spiders of the Abyss, The Sundered Way, Champions of the Citadel
Active Characters:
Breldo, Halfling Ranger | Kathryn, Wood Elf Rogue/Ranger | Kroshav, Dragonborn Paladin | T'laren Farsiel, Wood Elf Fighter | Trill, Kenku Bard | Val "Janellae", Mark of Shadow Elf Warlock
A quick response. <Hah! Who needs to cheat when you're just so damn good?!>
Aldrik Reinholdt in Dragon Heist
Daventry in The Candlekeep Mysteries, and her bag
Lyss giggles at the swear and turns her full attention (at least until pie arrives) to the arm wrestling match.
DM: Forged in Chaos, Spiders of the Abyss, The Sundered Way, Champions of the Citadel
Active Characters:
Breldo, Halfling Ranger | Kathryn, Wood Elf Rogue/Ranger | Kroshav, Dragonborn Paladin | T'laren Farsiel, Wood Elf Fighter | Trill, Kenku Bard | Val "Janellae", Mark of Shadow Elf Warlock
Cico nods at Three-Strings, acknowledging the unconventional introduction that Aimee has provided and continues with Aldrik to the bar. He frowns at the clinking of the mugs together and does not touch his.
He only partially takes in the spectacle of Aldrik arm-wrestling another burly patron, instead watches Kerri, wondering why she has brought them here.
Then he remembers their escort and scans the room for Arquette.
Perception if needed: 18
Edvord stays back a bit from the bustle and fun the group is engaged with. The man looks down at his coin-purse. It is too light. The wizard will also scan the room, but he is looking to see if there is anyone that is familiar to the brothers here apart from the arm-wrestler.
Edvord Perception: 11
DM for Out of the Abyss | Edvord Reinholdt for Killilli's Waterdeep Dragon Heist | Sergeant Cernan for Viper's Descent
Theestrings doesn’t look over his shoulder, “They’re fair to look at. Yagra’s certainly a strong one, and I think Davil’s here for networking. Not one to strum his own lute. He’s a humble one.”
Kerri
Code: I’ve been keeping my eye on them, I’m sure she’s his bodyguard. Think he’s making Zhentarim deals, but I haven’t got any proof. He’s very discrete.
Yagra grins, “What we playing for then? It’s been a dry day, and I want some stakes. You betting big, rich boy?”
Gilgin Hardhammer - Mountain Dwarf Cleric (Forge Domain) - Icewind Dale
Petal - Forest Gnome Druid (Circle of the Land - Forest) - Unsung Heroes of Embera
Aldrik drops three gold dragons, being that they're the only gold he's got besides his smile.
"A simple wager, but you and I know the fun's more in the journey then the destination, my dear. "
Aldrik Reinholdt in Dragon Heist
Daventry in The Candlekeep Mysteries, and her bag
20 Athletics
Gilgin Hardhammer - Mountain Dwarf Cleric (Forge Domain) - Icewind Dale
Petal - Forest Gnome Druid (Circle of the Land - Forest) - Unsung Heroes of Embera
Yagra shuffles in her seat, ready for a challenge. She drops three dragons on the table and assumes the position.
Your hand's clasp together. "3,2,1....go!" A few drinkers turn their heads to watch the challenge. Yagra begins with the upper hand, slowly pushing Aldrik's fist closer and closer to the splintered table. The two battle it out in silence, beads of sweat dripping from their brows.
Just as Aldrik feels himself about to lose, he lets out a primal roar. Yagra tries to match it and the whole Yawning Portal is filled with the dissonant harmony, almost as assaulting to the ears as Threestring's ballad's. Yagra is overwhelmed by Aldrik's comeback, her fist swinging limply onto the table. Her eyes meet Aldik's in a fiery rage as she stands up, breathing heavily. The Yawning portal falls silent.
A roaring laugh breaks the tension as Yagra grabs the coins and shoves them into Aldrik's hands. "Good job rich boy. I never thought you had it in you. Maybe next time we can have a good old fashioned brawl."
Gilgin Hardhammer - Mountain Dwarf Cleric (Forge Domain) - Icewind Dale
Petal - Forest Gnome Druid (Circle of the Land - Forest) - Unsung Heroes of Embera
"YAY! Go Aldrik!"
DM: Forged in Chaos, Spiders of the Abyss, The Sundered Way, Champions of the Citadel
Active Characters:
Breldo, Halfling Ranger | Kathryn, Wood Elf Rogue/Ranger | Kroshav, Dragonborn Paladin | T'laren Farsiel, Wood Elf Fighter | Trill, Kenku Bard | Val "Janellae", Mark of Shadow Elf Warlock
@Edvord. Most of the city visits the Yawning Portal. Was there anyone in particular you were looking for? Or any type of person?
@Cico
You spot Arquette in a booth across from what looks like a drunk in his mid-20's. His dishevelled brown hair and stubble betray what seem to be classically handsome features. He wears a grey coat with the collar up, staring into his pint as Arquette talks at him.
Gilgin Hardhammer - Mountain Dwarf Cleric (Forge Domain) - Icewind Dale
Petal - Forest Gnome Druid (Circle of the Land - Forest) - Unsung Heroes of Embera