Panvalor took the glass as placed the bronze coins on the counter before taking a sip as he answered willows question while they were unloading the cart of meat "I am though as you can see Salvador is going up first after all its always better to allow... confidant amateurs to get their moment in the spotlight first." Panvalor took another sip as he smirked at Salvador's performance and began to ponder what he would do for his own turn.
"Let's consider it up front payment for my room this week. And I'll take a bowl of stew or whatever you make with this, if you don't mind." Willow takes a seat to watch the performances. "Of course. He's doing pretty well so far, though!"
“That’s fair, you can have a drink on the house for that.” Leomyar said in agreement because he likes a good deal when he sees one, especially those who have agreed to help him keep this business afloat and chip in once or awhile, he may have a hard outershell which is as tough as dragon hide but if you’re fair with him, he’ll be fair with you “What would you like?”
( I think we’re all just getting used to each other’s characters before stuff starts happening 😂 would it be possible if I can go to the Shrine of Luck or is that part of the story?)
Salvador does his tavern concert with some lute music and bard songs. He takes a bow at the public and exits stage. He goes to the bar a makes this remark to Panvalor:
"Well seems the public is satisfied, Panvalor. Now you would be unlucky if they kick you out of the tavern! Even with your bad songs! Ah!"then he calls Leomyar, "I'll take that mead after all. What is about to happen might make me want to be stabbed, and I better be inebriated! Better yet, get me 2, I have an excuse to make to that wierd lady."
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Marcel Lowsteel - Human Barbarian - lv 1 -Surviving Port Nyanzaru
Salvador Oceandew - Human Rogue - lv 1 - DnDShadow5e: Beginning Dragon of Icespire Peak
“Something tells me, if you address a female Dragonborn as “weird lady” she’s not going to be that interested in your attempt to swoon her.” He said smugly as he pulled out two tankers and filled them with mead “That’ll be a total of 4 bronze” he says as he fixes the drinks, looking over to Panvalor “You’re up.” He waits for Marva to come over “Seems you’re turning some heads and winning some hearts, do me a favour and take the reigns for now as I will have my break and take a stroll.”
Panvalor winces as his lute lets out a painful shriek of poorly strung cords before glaring lightly at the poorly hidden grimaces on many of the patrons' faces. deciding to press on if for no reason other than the story of it Panvalor begins to strum a new tune.
“Fair point.” He said through wincing as he watched Panvalor really struggling here, hearing the audience starting to boo and to “get off the stage.” He swiftly headed backstage and asked the showgirls to get ready to preform so they can save this situation, once he did he got up on stage and calmly put a hand on Panvalor’s shoulder “Thank you for that, I’ll take it from here.” And turned back to the audience “Weren’t they great? Let’s here it for Salvador and Panvalor!” He said to the crowd as he clapped for the pair of them, there was light clapping as the audience didn’t look all to happy with Panvalor’s performance as the showgirls came on stage “Please enjoy the birds of prey.” (Since the tavern is called the three eyed crow)
i roll for Charisma to see if this this cheers the crowd up and I roll a 15 so yeah they’re satisfied and then Leomyar gets off stage, feeling bad for Panvalor but not showing it and then goes back to his small apartment to get ready for his walk.
Leomyar notices the proprietor as he comes down from his apartment, wearing black leather armour (thick sturdy boots included) and basic dark green armour essentials. he has his weapons on his back, the handles of the weapons poking out within his sheath harness and a satchel over him for other basic belongings, he gives a knowing nod to the proprietor and steps out heading towards the shine of luck. He’s been watching to search there for awhile for a luck stone as he feels that would be an ideal location for one.
Panvalor took the glass as placed the bronze coins on the counter before taking a sip as he answered willows question while they were unloading the cart of meat "I am though as you can see Salvador is going up first after all its always better to allow... confidant amateurs to get their moment in the spotlight first." Panvalor took another sip as he smirked at Salvador's performance and began to ponder what he would do for his own turn.
"Let's consider it up front payment for my room this week. And I'll take a bowl of stew or whatever you make with this, if you don't mind."
Willow takes a seat to watch the performances. "Of course. He's doing pretty well so far, though!"
Willow Brand | Changeling Paladin 1
“That’s fair, you can have a drink on the house for that.” Leomyar said in agreement because he likes a good deal when he sees one, especially those who have agreed to help him keep this business afloat and chip in once or awhile, he may have a hard outershell which is as tough as dragon hide but if you’re fair with him, he’ll be fair with you “What would you like?”
she / they
sounds like you are having your own adventure within the adventure :D
Rogue Shadow, the DM (and occasional) PC with schemes of inventive thinking
( I think we’re all just getting used to each other’s characters before stuff starts happening 😂 would it be possible if I can go to the Shrine of Luck or is that part of the story?)
she / they
ok. I almost hate to break up your fun little brawl :D
Rogue Shadow, the DM (and occasional) PC with schemes of inventive thinking
Salvador does his tavern concert with some lute music and bard songs. He takes a bow at the public and exits stage. He goes to the bar a makes this remark to Panvalor:
"Well seems the public is satisfied, Panvalor. Now you would be unlucky if they kick you out of the tavern! Even with your bad songs! Ah!" then he calls Leomyar, "I'll take that mead after all. What is about to happen might make me want to be stabbed, and I better be inebriated! Better yet, get me 2, I have an excuse to make to that wierd lady."
Marcel Lowsteel - Human Barbarian - lv 1 -Surviving Port Nyanzaru
“Something tells me, if you address a female Dragonborn as “weird lady” she’s not going to be that interested in your attempt to swoon her.” He said smugly as he pulled out two tankers and filled them with mead “That’ll be a total of 4 bronze” he says as he fixes the drinks, looking over to Panvalor “You’re up.” He waits for Marva to come over “Seems you’re turning some heads and winning some hearts, do me a favour and take the reigns for now as I will have my break and take a stroll.”
she / they
Panvalor smirks and rolls his eyes at Salvador as he passes him to the stage and begins his own performances.
Performance: 17
ooc: Wow :0 The dice were not with on that one lol
"I'm calling wierd Lady cause it's not every day someone enters a duel like that!", and he takes the mead.
He hands over the mead to Marva, "Well, well , this is a peace offering. For the wound, M'Lady. No hard feelings?"
Marcel Lowsteel - Human Barbarian - lv 1 -Surviving Port Nyanzaru
Willow asks for a cider, and claps as Salvador finishes up. Then tries to hide a slight grimace at Panvalor's rough start.
Willow Brand | Changeling Paladin 1
Panvalor winces as his lute lets out a painful shriek of poorly strung cords before glaring lightly at the poorly hidden grimaces on many of the patrons' faces. deciding to press on if for no reason other than the story of it Panvalor begins to strum a new tune.
Performance: 10
ooc: :| guys, I think I might be cursed.
“Fair point.” He said through wincing as he watched Panvalor really struggling here, hearing the audience starting to boo and to “get off the stage.” He swiftly headed backstage and asked the showgirls to get ready to preform so they can save this situation, once he did he got up on stage and calmly put a hand on Panvalor’s shoulder “Thank you for that, I’ll take it from here.” And turned back to the audience “Weren’t they great? Let’s here it for Salvador and Panvalor!” He said to the crowd as he clapped for the pair of them, there was light clapping as the audience didn’t look all to happy with Panvalor’s performance as the showgirls came on stage “Please enjoy the birds of prey.” (Since the tavern is called the three eyed crow)
i roll for Charisma to see if this this cheers the crowd up and I roll a 15 so yeah they’re satisfied and then Leomyar gets off stage, feeling bad for Panvalor but not showing it and then goes back to his small apartment to get ready for his walk.
she / they
As the um...performance is going on, the proprietor of the inn comes to see the happenings and perhaps drop a few words with the performers
Rogue Shadow, the DM (and occasional) PC with schemes of inventive thinking
Leomyar notices the proprietor as he comes down from his apartment, wearing black leather armour (thick sturdy boots included) and basic dark green armour essentials. he has his weapons on his back, the handles of the weapons poking out within his sheath harness and a satchel over him for other basic belongings, he gives a knowing nod to the proprietor and steps out heading towards the shine of luck. He’s been watching to search there for awhile for a luck stone as he feels that would be an ideal location for one.
she / they
um... the cards say "very doubtful".
roll a d20
Rogue Shadow, the DM (and occasional) PC with schemes of inventive thinking
(what modifier do I add?)
she / they
none
Rogue Shadow, the DM (and occasional) PC with schemes of inventive thinking
i roll a 10
she / they
sorry, 13 = bad luck. You find nothing worth taking, but s lot of things that are not worth taking
Rogue Shadow, the DM (and occasional) PC with schemes of inventive thinking