Runvial snickers, before he moves to the common room of the inn to see if he can find out anything else about the other people in the caravan (beside Longnose and the Cult. How many people /wagons do are from the cult btw?)
(OOC: should we stay together to keep watch for the night instead of getting separate rooms? Also, anyone know about the northern pass or roadhouse? Should we ask someone about them?)
Once sleeping arrangements are made, Wyldfyrewill spend any available time before she needs to sleep casting Mending to repair hers and anyone else's clothing that wants them done from the day's trials.
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Welcome to the Emporium of Mayhem! What sort of mischief do you seek today? Pyromaniac Wyldfyre searching for her place in the world.
Queanys politely declines the mending as most of his clothing is relatively intact. Once everyone has a room, Queanys will head to his to get some shut-eye.
(OOC: Do we really need to keep watch? I was thinking if we are staying in an inn we should be relatively safe... I'll make a different post if we decide otherwise. I have no idea what you are talking about with the Northern Pass or Roadhouse...)
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“The mark of a successful DM is when you have caused more player deaths with doors than dragons, demons, or devils.”
Wyldfyre sneaks around unseen she sees guards on some of the wagons and notes the large crates on the back of the wagons well locked the guards are unremarkable she overhears one of them talking to another about taking a northern pass tomorrow to a roadhouse. but she has to scamper back to the group cause she finds a small boy following her with what looks like the look of puppy love on his face She also notes on a nearby building a sign that says potter wanted.
(Whoops, was basing that on Runvial's post about getting 2 rooms, one for Jerod and NIna, and strategizing in the other.)
Once clear of the guards, Wyldfyreslips back to the group to relay the information, adding, "Who wants to be the overprotective dad to get rid of the stray I pickedup?" Pointing to her follower, "Or do you think he might have additional information we could use?'
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Welcome to the Emporium of Mayhem! What sort of mischief do you seek today? Pyromaniac Wyldfyre searching for her place in the world.
Wyldfyre sneaks around unseen she sees guards on some of the wagons and notes the large crates on the back of the wagons well locked the guards are unremarkable she overhears one of them talking to another about taking a northern pass tomorrow to a roadhouse. but she has to scamper back to the group cause she finds a small boy following her with what looks like the look of puppy love on his face She also notes on a nearby building a sign that says potter wanted.
(OOC: I see... I think that might just be the pathing that we are taking to get to where we need to... I don't think there is anything suspicious about it, but you could ask around if you wanted.)
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“The mark of a successful DM is when you have caused more player deaths with doors than dragons, demons, or devils.”
You find the common room well kept and crowded people are grumbling about all the rooms are taken you hear the bar keep say to one person "I know there are only three people when you got here, but they paid a premium for all the rooms!"
I‘ll slip him a gold and ask him to water down my drinks during the evening. Then i slip him another coin for an ale. Once i got my drink i walk over to the three men and ask if i may join the game. I‘ll clink my purse a bit to show that i can pay the ante.
Queanys follows Runvial to the table and stands quietly behind his chair as he plays. Queanys doesn't say anything yet, although he watches the game patiently for now.
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“The mark of a successful DM is when you have caused more player deaths with doors than dragons, demons, or devils.”
Fragum tries on the goggles for the first time. "Woah, that's nice." He then takes it off and looks at it. "Not very stylish though." He then stands near the door, pensive.
Ignoring the request "Donald," The older man of the three with salt and peppered hair and a scare across his face. "Yeah Gren?" Says a younger but huge human in studded leather and brown hair as large as Fragum Gren says "I thought we paid for privacy."
"Yeah Gren we did" Donald says as he stands up
Gren looks at Runvial "What do you want?"
Another wirery human with long black hair frost blue eyes looks at you with a grin, dressed in studded leather also wearing a witcher style hat sits cleaning his hand crossbow
Listening from a distance, Wyldfyresits on top of one of the tables and casts Prestidigitation to summon up her flaming juggling balls, then speaks up almost absent-mindedly, "privacy you want, privacy you can have, just give up a couple of the rooms and you can have the rest of the tavern to get as lovey dovey with each other as you like."
(OOC: juggling balls are harmless, illusionary balls of flame, just look really cool ... )
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Welcome to the Emporium of Mayhem! What sort of mischief do you seek today? Pyromaniac Wyldfyre searching for her place in the world.
Fragum moves next to Donald and puts a hand on his shoulder. Just in case Donald immediately hits him, he takes the dodge action, "Hey hey hey! Donald! Yes! You! Look at me! Why are you throwing out these people? An Inn, is for more than just lodging! Buying all the rooms doesn't mean you own this place! But, I'm itching for a fight, and will let you off easy. Let's fight like men, with our fists in a one on one, eh? Or... You too coward to fight me?"
Edit: Which one? Should we go for peace or a brawl? Because Fragum wants to brawl.
At this point, Queanys has had enough of these bullies and he resolves to prevent them from bothering anyone else. Queanys doesn't draw his weapon but his eyes darken and the entire tavern pitches into darkness as Queanys creates a whisper in the ear of Donald so that only the bully can hear it that just says, "Run." Queanys pauses to let the situation sink in and give the three a chance to run away before this gets messy. The entire tavern is still consumed in magical darkness so none of them should have any idea where others are (for now).
Runvial snickers, before he moves to the common room of the inn to see if he can find out anything else about the other people in the caravan (beside Longnose and the Cult. How many people /wagons do are from the cult btw?)
(OOC: should we stay together to keep watch for the night instead of getting separate rooms? Also, anyone know about the northern pass or roadhouse? Should we ask someone about them?)
Once sleeping arrangements are made, Wyldfyre will spend any available time before she needs to sleep casting Mending to repair hers and anyone else's clothing that wants them done from the day's trials.
Welcome to the Emporium of Mayhem! What sort of mischief do you seek today?
Pyromaniac Wyldfyre searching for her place in the world.
Queanys politely declines the mending as most of his clothing is relatively intact. Once everyone has a room, Queanys will head to his to get some shut-eye.
(OOC: Do we really need to keep watch? I was thinking if we are staying in an inn we should be relatively safe... I'll make a different post if we decide otherwise. I have no idea what you are talking about with the Northern Pass or Roadhouse...)
“The mark of a successful DM is when you have caused more player deaths with doors than dragons, demons, or devils.”
Welcome to the Emporium of Mayhem! What sort of mischief do you seek today?
Pyromaniac Wyldfyre searching for her place in the world.
(OOC: I see... I think that might just be the pathing that we are taking to get to where we need to... I don't think there is anything suspicious about it, but you could ask around if you wanted.)
“The mark of a successful DM is when you have caused more player deaths with doors than dragons, demons, or devils.”
You find the common room well kept and crowded people are grumbling about all the rooms are taken you hear the bar keep say to one person "I know there are only three people when you got here, but they paid a premium for all the rooms!"
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Reminder for myself. Work together or fail apart. Talk with each other when necessary. Describe how, where, if, your character moved.
The sign on the trail ahead reads "DONT FEED THE DRAGON!" "Working Together" Follow this link please
(Bit confused here. Does it mean there is no room for us and the couple or are we staying at a different place?)
(Means there's plenty of room but 3 people hogged it all, How do you solve the situation?)
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Reminder for myself. Work together or fail apart. Talk with each other when necessary. Describe how, where, if, your character moved.
The sign on the trail ahead reads "DONT FEED THE DRAGON!" "Working Together" Follow this link please
I‘ll inform the group about the problem with the room and Jarod and his wive about the open job opportunity. (Message spell)
I will then ask the barkeep if he could point out to me the three gentlemen who rented the inn.
The barkeep points to three men quietly drinking and playing cards you get a "Thankyou" from Jerad
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Reminder for myself. Work together or fail apart. Talk with each other when necessary. Describe how, where, if, your character moved.
The sign on the trail ahead reads "DONT FEED THE DRAGON!" "Working Together" Follow this link please
I‘ll slip him a gold and ask him to water down my drinks during the evening. Then i slip him another coin for an ale. Once i got my drink i walk over to the three men and ask if i may join the game. I‘ll clink my purse a bit to show that i can pay the ante.
Queanys follows Runvial to the table and stands quietly behind his chair as he plays. Queanys doesn't say anything yet, although he watches the game patiently for now.
“The mark of a successful DM is when you have caused more player deaths with doors than dragons, demons, or devils.”
Fragum tries on the goggles for the first time. "Woah, that's nice." He then takes it off and looks at it. "Not very stylish though." He then stands near the door, pensive.
When players get creative.
Ignoring the request "Donald," The older man of the three with salt and peppered hair and a scare across his face. "Yeah Gren?" Says a younger but huge human in studded leather and brown hair as large as Fragum Gren says "I thought we paid for privacy."
"Yeah Gren we did" Donald says as he stands up
Gren looks at Runvial "What do you want?"
Another wirery human with long black hair frost blue eyes looks at you with a grin, dressed in studded leather also wearing a witcher style hat sits cleaning his hand crossbow
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Reminder for myself. Work together or fail apart. Talk with each other when necessary. Describe how, where, if, your character moved.
The sign on the trail ahead reads "DONT FEED THE DRAGON!" "Working Together" Follow this link please
Fragum slowly walks behind Runvial. He puts his hand on the hilt of his sword.
When players get creative.
„Hmm, my plan was to look for a fun game and a few drinks after a long day, but it seams you prefer do be alone.“
I get up and go to an empty table as far away from them as posible.
Gren says to Donald "Since the Inn keeper wont throw em out Donald you do it!"
Donald walks to the bar grabs a man and escorts him to the door "Hey hey wat!" the man says as Donald throws him out!
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Reminder for myself. Work together or fail apart. Talk with each other when necessary. Describe how, where, if, your character moved.
The sign on the trail ahead reads "DONT FEED THE DRAGON!" "Working Together" Follow this link please
Listening from a distance, Wyldfyre sits on top of one of the tables and casts Prestidigitation to summon up her flaming juggling balls, then speaks up almost absent-mindedly, "privacy you want, privacy you can have, just give up a couple of the rooms and you can have the rest of the tavern to get as lovey dovey with each other as you like."
(OOC: juggling balls are harmless, illusionary balls of flame, just look really cool ... )
Welcome to the Emporium of Mayhem! What sort of mischief do you seek today?
Pyromaniac Wyldfyre searching for her place in the world.
Fragum moves next to Donald and puts a hand on his shoulder. Just in case Donald immediately hits him, he takes the dodge action, "Hey hey hey! Donald! Yes! You! Look at me! Why are you throwing out these people? An Inn, is for more than just lodging! Buying all the rooms doesn't mean you own this place! But, I'm itching for a fight, and will let you off easy. Let's fight like men, with our fists in a one on one, eh? Or... You too coward to fight me?"
Edit: Which one? Should we go for peace or a brawl? Because Fragum wants to brawl.
When players get creative.
At this point, Queanys has had enough of these bullies and he resolves to prevent them from bothering anyone else. Queanys doesn't draw his weapon but his eyes darken and the entire tavern pitches into darkness as Queanys creates a whisper in the ear of Donald so that only the bully can hear it that just says, "Run." Queanys pauses to let the situation sink in and give the three a chance to run away before this gets messy. The entire tavern is still consumed in magical darkness so none of them should have any idea where others are (for now).
Intimidation: 22
“The mark of a successful DM is when you have caused more player deaths with doors than dragons, demons, or devils.”