Hello, Noah "Shark" Robertson here! I'm looking for a few players to play through a Jawesome adventure! You will be creating level 3 characters for this mission... it's going to be Fintastic! But just a warning... you're gonna need a bigger Keelboat.
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"You're gonna need a bigger Keelboat." - Noah "Shark" Robertson
You find yourself inside the Rusty Trident, one of the most famous taverns in Blood Water; a coastal city known for being a pirate haven. This particular tavern is known for its rough crowd and fair share of brawls... A loud-mouthed, drunken dwarven boat captain named Ugly Beard can be heard trying to hire adventurers to help escort him to a small island to the Hall of the Dwarven Lord. A rumor has been going around town for 2 days... there haven't been any shipments of ale from the Dwarven Hall. There has been no word from the hall as of late either. Word is going around that a band of hobgoblins have taken over the hall, preventing the shipments. Tavern owner Colt Brigan has talked Ugly Beard into taking the one day journey at sea to the island to see if the rumors are true...
From what you've overheard so far, there has been a small band of pirates overtaking ships in the area recently. Ugly Beard is recruiting for extra security...
"I don't want my *hiccup* my beloved Salty Mermaid to fall into the hands of some rotten scoundrels!"
Anyone Ugly Beard approaches about the mission ushers him away, showing fear for a mission at sea.
"You landlubbers are a bunch of spineless sea-slugs!" Ugly Beard downs another mug of ale and looks around in desperation.
Colt Brigan yells from behind the bar, "Slow down ya drunken' sea dog, we haven't got much left! Save some for the rest of us!"
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"You're gonna need a bigger Keelboat." - Noah "Shark" Robertson
The elf, a sea elf, rare to most the world but not the coasts, listens from one of the seats in the bar. Overhearing Ugly Beard's drunken proposals about hiring security. Pandew checks his meager money pouch and the approaches the man.
"I am looking for work." he says to Ugly Beard. "What are the terms you are offering?" he asks.
Ugly Beard scans the sea-elf up and down with one eye closed...
"Ever been on a ship? Bah, bah! It's no matter!" (He raises his voice while scanning around the room.) "None of these other cowards would dare to venture out to sea!"
Two men are in the corner, playing cards. One of them looks up and throws an empty mug in the direction of Ugly Beard. He laughs as he ducks out of the way and takes another swig from his cup. A few patrons give a chuckle as the mug ricochets off the back wall...
"Are there any more of you? I mean, have you any companions? Pirates will have our throats if we venture out with just the likes of you and me."
Colt Brigan calmly picks up the mug and walks over to Ugly Beard and Pandew, giving Ugly Beard a look of unapproval. Colt pulls Pandew to the side, talking in a low voice...
"I've hired this drunken fool to escort anyone brave enough to the Dwarven Hall to investigate. Something isn't right. In a couple days... we'll be bone dry. That Dwarven Ale is our best seller. We need to get our shipments or the townsfolk will be mad in the streets without their beloved liquids. Ugly Beard isn't the most competent captain... (Colt looks over at Ugly Beard watching him tap the bottom of his mug, desperate to retrieve every drop of ale... just as he falls out of his chair and the tavern erupts with laughter.) But he DOES own a Keelboat. And he works for cheap. I'm willing to pay any interested party that is brave enough to venture along with him, 200 gold. This must be done and it must be done FAST. For a brave adventurer like you, it should be a relatively easy task. We just need Ugly Beard to get you and your companions to the Dwarven Hall." (Ugly Beard stammers to his feet, regaining his composure.)
Colt looks back at Pandew, "You do have others... don't you?"
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"You're gonna need a bigger Keelboat." - Noah "Shark" Robertson
Pandew looks at this "Colt" person then to Ugly Beard. "I came alone but maybe there are others hear that are willing to help." he says and looks around.
I walk up to pandew and say “I believe I haven’t introduced myself. I am queelor, worshiper of grog, orc god of life.” (ooc That’s what I wrote on my character sheet should I change that?)
Hello, Noah "Shark" Robertson here! I'm looking for a few players to play through a Jawesome adventure! You will be creating level 3 characters for this mission... it's going to be Fintastic! But just a warning... you're gonna need a bigger Keelboat.
"You're gonna need a bigger Keelboat." - Noah "Shark" Robertson
Aye aye captain!
Queelor, a level 3 cleric is ready to kill some sharks!
Pandew here! Sailor and 3rd level Druid....Fishing for sharks is my Porpoise!
https://www.dndbeyond.com/profile/leapingmountain/characters/33647981
You find yourself inside the Rusty Trident, one of the most famous taverns in Blood Water; a coastal city known for being a pirate haven. This particular tavern is known for its rough crowd and fair share of brawls... A loud-mouthed, drunken dwarven boat captain named Ugly Beard can be heard trying to hire adventurers to help escort him to a small island to the Hall of the Dwarven Lord. A rumor has been going around town for 2 days... there haven't been any shipments of ale from the Dwarven Hall. There has been no word from the hall as of late either. Word is going around that a band of hobgoblins have taken over the hall, preventing the shipments. Tavern owner Colt Brigan has talked Ugly Beard into taking the one day journey at sea to the island to see if the rumors are true...
From what you've overheard so far, there has been a small band of pirates overtaking ships in the area recently. Ugly Beard is recruiting for extra security...
"I don't want my *hiccup* my beloved Salty Mermaid to fall into the hands of some rotten scoundrels!"
Anyone Ugly Beard approaches about the mission ushers him away, showing fear for a mission at sea.
"You landlubbers are a bunch of spineless sea-slugs!" Ugly Beard downs another mug of ale and looks around in desperation.
Colt Brigan yells from behind the bar, "Slow down ya drunken' sea dog, we haven't got much left! Save some for the rest of us!"
"You're gonna need a bigger Keelboat." - Noah "Shark" Robertson
Pandew
The elf, a sea elf, rare to most the world but not the coasts, listens from one of the seats in the bar. Overhearing Ugly Beard's drunken proposals about hiring security. Pandew checks his meager money pouch and the approaches the man.
"I am looking for work." he says to Ugly Beard. "What are the terms you are offering?" he asks.
Ugly Beard scans the sea-elf up and down with one eye closed...
"Ever been on a ship? Bah, bah! It's no matter!" (He raises his voice while scanning around the room.) "None of these other cowards would dare to venture out to sea!"
Two men are in the corner, playing cards. One of them looks up and throws an empty mug in the direction of Ugly Beard. He laughs as he ducks out of the way and takes another swig from his cup. A few patrons give a chuckle as the mug ricochets off the back wall...
"Are there any more of you? I mean, have you any companions? Pirates will have our throats if we venture out with just the likes of you and me."
Colt Brigan calmly picks up the mug and walks over to Ugly Beard and Pandew, giving Ugly Beard a look of unapproval. Colt pulls Pandew to the side, talking in a low voice...
"I've hired this drunken fool to escort anyone brave enough to the Dwarven Hall to investigate. Something isn't right. In a couple days... we'll be bone dry. That Dwarven Ale is our best seller. We need to get our shipments or the townsfolk will be mad in the streets without their beloved liquids. Ugly Beard isn't the most competent captain... (Colt looks over at Ugly Beard watching him tap the bottom of his mug, desperate to retrieve every drop of ale... just as he falls out of his chair and the tavern erupts with laughter.) But he DOES own a Keelboat. And he works for cheap. I'm willing to pay any interested party that is brave enough to venture along with him, 200 gold. This must be done and it must be done FAST. For a brave adventurer like you, it should be a relatively easy task. We just need Ugly Beard to get you and your companions to the Dwarven Hall." (Ugly Beard stammers to his feet, regaining his composure.)
Colt looks back at Pandew, "You do have others... don't you?"
"You're gonna need a bigger Keelboat." - Noah "Shark" Robertson
Pandew
Pandew looks at this "Colt" person then to Ugly Beard. "I came alone but maybe there are others hear that are willing to help." he says and looks around.
Queelor walls over to the captain and says “you are paying, aren’t you?”
Ugly Beard to Queelor: "Ha ha ha! Not a chance! Colt is the man with the plan! My beloved Salty Mermaid will see us through!"
"You're gonna need a bigger Keelboat." - Noah "Shark" Robertson
I nod and walk up to colt. “My throat is dry. I will be needing some beer.”
Colt slides over a mug of ale and whispers, "It's on the house." Ugly Beard motions for a mug himself. Colt rolls his eyes and ignores him.
"You're gonna need a bigger Keelboat." - Noah "Shark" Robertson
I’m going to drink a little bit and save it for now.
You overhear Colt telling Ugly Beard to hurry up and get moving.
"You're gonna need a bigger Keelboat." - Noah "Shark" Robertson
Pandew
"Let us start this small endeavor then." he says in his voice that sounds like pleasant combination of the Ocean and soft music.
I walk up to pandew and say “I believe I haven’t introduced myself. I am queelor, worshiper of grog, orc god of life.” (ooc That’s what I wrote on my character sheet should I change that?)
Pandew
Pandew looks the person over standing before him. "Greetings Queelor. I am Pandew. May our work together profit us both." he says.
I put my hand out, hoping he will shake despite my being a half orc.
Pandew
An odd look crosses Pandew's face then sudden realization and he puts out his hand as well.
He then turns to the Ugly Beard "When do we leave?" he asks.
Ugly Beard points towards the door. "And we're off!" He motions you towards the door, stumbling a bit. Colt waves as you leave the tavern.
"You're gonna need a bigger Keelboat." - Noah "Shark" Robertson