The dwarf and hobgoblin look at each other then finish their drinks. "Pleased to meet ya, I'm Cliff Lutgehr and he's Normaglux, we just call him "Norm". We hope the sudden death of the previous owner voids any previous bar tabs?" The grin nervously.
Rhogar walks back over and places the large blooded sword on the table. He then sits down and gives a slight glare for a moment and then bursts out laughing...."BWHAHAHAHA!!!! Of course it does! And you, mine two new friends, may eat and drink here for free. As long as you keep your ears open for any potential treasure information. Da? Sound good?"
Wiping the blood off his sword...."So, before ve were interuppted, I was asking about possible magic drow veapons? Or maybe fabled items they have in dare possession. Every hear anyting like that?"
Lyoko steps behind the bar and ties on an apron and starts to fill a mug with ale, “Drinks are on the house for anyone with a story about The Arms of the Guardians. Who wants an ale?”
Still a bit enraged, Stoopeed is suddenly distracted from the body in front of him spitting blood all over the table. Frustrated for this stolen kill, he quickly grab all the money on the table and in the dealer’s place so it does not get soiled with blood and for. Eeeer. Safekeep of course. (HOW MUCH GOLD IS THERE?)
and when he hears “magic drow weapon, something clicks in him. All his life he repressed his intuition of magic. His father would not allow a Ducon Defender to be a simple caster. But you know what? Ducon is not the god he was raised to serve. And Father can’t forbid him anymore ever since he repainted the house with his Blood while trying to build some kind of fireball device. So, as if the wors“magic” triggered something in him, he let go of his repression, and calls out any magical presence in the area.
Magic AwarenessTCoE
As an action, you can open your awareness to the presence of concentrated magic. Until the end of your next turn, you know the location of any spell or magic item within 60 ft. of you that isn’t behind total cover. When you sense a spell, you learn which school of magic it belongs to.
Digg moves faster and with more excitement than anyone has seen other than when the dwarf is offered a free tankard. He grasps the pearl greedily. "Many thank, ooooh yes, many thanks."
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Corrin Kettlewhistle: Halfling Life Cleric (Curse of Strahd) Kip Dalton: Human Lore Bard (Waterdeep Dragon Heist) Debauchery Dalliance: Half-Drow Oath of Conquest Paladin (White Plume Mountain)
Coming down the stairs in an excited huff are who could only be Lady Oo-Ra-Ra and a coterie of courtesans.
“Somebody did it! They finally killed that bastard!”, exclaims a visibly relieved half-elf woman of striking beauty in boudoir garments. She looks at her liberators and says, “Don’t know why you did it, but thank you. I could weep tears of joy. We may be whores, but he treated us like animals. We were afraid to try to run away, he made an example of the last girl that did that.”
Lyoko calls from behind the bar, "There will be no slaves here now, you are free to go or stay and work for us, the choice is yours. If you stay you will pay (a higher than standard) rent for your room and if you are able to provide us with useful information you've acquired during pillow talk, then we'll provide you with protection at no extra cost."
"Higher than standard? It's still less than Creech demanded of us. We would be happy to tell you anything we hear, the merchants, the palace guard, the city watch, they all are loose with their tongues.", says Lady Oo-ra-ra.
"Dis is most exciting friends! Most exciting indeed! But I am not wild about the name you know? If place is under new management mayhaps is time for new branding. What you tink?"
Folsorm agrees "The key to naming a good inn is to pick two unrelated words and tie them together, like so, 'The Dog and Elderberry Inn', see what I did there?"
Then Stooped jumps on Creech (opportunity for half orc?)
And attacks Creech Recklessy with both his weapons.
Attack with battle axe: 19 Damage: 12
Attack with Longsword: Attack: 16 Damage: 10
YOU SHALL FALL!!! I ORDER IT!!
Rhogar kills Creech outright! Digg is freed!
The orc and half-orcs flee at the grisly sight of their employer’s head leaving his shoulders.
“The bar is yours! Take it!” says the barman following suit.
level up to 3
OoooOOo! (again) Stoopeed feels stupid as his blades swich through the air where Creech's neck used to be.
The dwarf and hobgoblin look at each other then finish their drinks. "Pleased to meet ya, I'm Cliff Lutgehr and he's Normaglux, we just call him "Norm". We hope the sudden death of the previous owner voids any previous bar tabs?" The grin nervously.
Rhogar walks back over and places the large blooded sword on the table. He then sits down and gives a slight glare for a moment and then bursts out laughing...."BWHAHAHAHA!!!! Of course it does! And you, mine two new friends, may eat and drink here for free. As long as you keep your ears open for any potential treasure information. Da? Sound good?"
“Of course!” they shout in unison.
Wiping the blood off his sword...."So, before ve were interuppted, I was asking about possible magic drow veapons? Or maybe fabled items they have in dare possession. Every hear anyting like that?"
Lyoko steps behind the bar and ties on an apron and starts to fill a mug with ale, “Drinks are on the house for anyone with a story about The Arms of the Guardians. Who wants an ale?”
Still a bit enraged, Stoopeed is suddenly distracted from the body in front of him spitting blood all over the table. Frustrated for this stolen kill, he quickly grab all the money on the table and in the dealer’s place so it does not get soiled with blood and for. Eeeer. Safekeep of course. (HOW MUCH GOLD IS THERE?)
and when he hears “magic drow weapon, something clicks in him. All his life he repressed his intuition of magic. His father would not allow a Ducon Defender to be a simple caster. But you know what? Ducon is not the god he was raised to serve. And Father can’t forbid him anymore ever since he repainted the house with his Blood while trying to build some kind of fireball device. So, as if the wors“magic” triggered something in him, he let go of his repression, and calls out any magical presence in the area.
As an action, you can open your awareness to the presence of concentrated magic. Until the end of your next turn, you know the location of any spell or magic item within 60 ft. of you that isn’t behind total cover. When you sense a spell, you learn which school of magic it belongs to.
Stoopeed realizes the pearl was magical, a Pearl of Power that Digg might want. Creech’s Longsword is a moontouched blade.
That Rhogar wouldn't turn down. lol
Stoopeed looks for the monies at the table as well, and whatever the dealer had in his reserve before leaving his post.
Then he shouts: "HEY DIGG! Something to help you with your magic! Rhogar! I love my longsword. Do you want this blade? It's a Moon-touched sword!"
Digg moves faster and with more excitement than anyone has seen other than when the dwarf is offered a free tankard. He grasps the pearl greedily. "Many thank, ooooh yes, many thanks."
Corrin Kettlewhistle: Halfling Life Cleric (Curse of Strahd)
Kip Dalton: Human Lore Bard (Waterdeep Dragon Heist)
Debauchery Dalliance: Half-Drow Oath of Conquest Paladin (White Plume Mountain)
Coming down the stairs in an excited huff are who could only be Lady Oo-Ra-Ra and a coterie of courtesans.
“Somebody did it! They finally killed that bastard!”, exclaims a visibly relieved half-elf woman of striking beauty in boudoir garments. She looks at her liberators and says, “Don’t know why you did it, but thank you. I could weep tears of joy. We may be whores, but he treated us like animals. We were afraid to try to run away, he made an example of the last girl that did that.”
Lyoko calls from behind the bar, "There will be no slaves here now, you are free to go or stay and work for us, the choice is yours. If you stay you will pay (a higher than standard) rent for your room and if you are able to provide us with useful information you've acquired during pillow talk, then we'll provide you with protection at no extra cost."
"Higher than standard? It's still less than Creech demanded of us. We would be happy to tell you anything we hear, the merchants, the palace guard, the city watch, they all are loose with their tongues.", says Lady Oo-ra-ra.
"Dis is most exciting friends! Most exciting indeed! But I am not wild about the name you know? If place is under new management mayhaps is time for new branding. What you tink?"
Folsorm agrees "The key to naming a good inn is to pick two unrelated words and tie them together, like so, 'The Dog and Elderberry Inn', see what I did there?"
Lyoko is amused, "You're right aren't you? The Flannel Clover Inn, am I doing it right?"