Syr Thursday January 2nd, 2003 12:27:09 AM
Syr grudingly moves aside as the stranger enters, "What do we need a guide for?"
Looking at the hygiene challenged newcomer he utters, "Hey, Ya got a name?"
Tionel Thursday January 2nd, 2003 3:59:59 AM
"Well...hello..." Tionel doesn't know what to make of the new man. Even though he sometimes would wander through woods and uninhabited areas for a while, perhaps even gaining fleas and ticks during said stay, he considered himself a generally clean person. Looks are quite important to a musician, the handsome elf thinks to himself. At the sight of the ears, Tionel almost faints. An elf, this dirty? No, no...he reminds himself. Orcs have pointy ears, too. Obviously, the man is an orc. As they tumble effortlessly around, he tries to follow the driver's instructions, as insensible as they seem. "I'd rather be dancing..." he mumbles.
Turin Thursday January 2nd, 2003 5:37:51 AM
Turin looks at the newcomer. "Someone who knows vermin, eh? Two or four-legged?" He smiles coldly.
Dartt's Used Maskshop [DM Jerry] Thursday January 2nd, 2003 7:22:17 PM
As the questions accost this stranger in the wagon, the group sidespins into the pedestrian lane which is empty at the moment to pass a slow cart and horse. Emptying out onto Sailors Fork the group wheels in and out of the sailor traffic turning NE to follow the road. Then left upon Grappling Hook and north on Dagger Point a ways to where the road turns left near the northern edge of the city. To the left is the famous Giggling Ghost. A small but popular Tavern. To the right is Dartt's Used Maskshop. A small crowd is gathered looking into the windows: tavernfolk curious as to the commotion inside the maskshop.
[OOC: Please note that we are a bit behind the rest of The Wold in time right now. This Giggling Ghost is the smaller more cozy version before it burned down. The new grand opening of the huge new improved GG has not happened yet in our timeline.]
Gordo d20+2=12 d20+3=22 d20=19 Friday January 3rd, 2003 8:30:25 AM
"Good driving, lass!" cries a grinning Gordo as they rattle along at top speed. "Woo-hoooo!"
When they screech to a halt at the shop he looks to his companions he says "Well unless I miss my guess young Torl has beat us to it, and has decided to make a nuisance of himself. What say we discourage him?"
To the newcomer he says "So you're a guide, eh son? Well if you know a back entrance to this place it sure wouldn't hurt to show us it. I'll head in front ways, but if we can get in the back way too it'll cut off any chance of escape for that young pup.
The big fellow vaults out of the wagon and makes straight for the shop entrance. He muscles and weaves his way through the crowd (Str 12, Dex 22) in an attempt to gain access to the shop.
"'Scuse me! Sorry! Coming through! Mind your backs! Oops, sorry 'bout that!"
Turin Friday January 3rd, 2003 4:01:24 PM
Turin jumps out after Gordo, getting ready for, well, anything.
Syr d20+3=18 Friday January 3rd, 2003 4:37:58 PM
The small elf looks at the dense crowd and shakes his head. "I'm going to try and find this other entrance. Anyone can join me or fight through the mass of bodies...?" With that he heads to the other side of the building looking for another way in. If he finds a locked door, he will listen at the door (listen 19). Otherwise, he enters the rear of the shop.
Deploying for Action [DM Jerry] Friday January 3rd, 2003 9:32:53 PM
Syr runs around towards the rear of the shop. It takes time and he gets into the alley, but not around the corner.
Turin and Gordo runs for the entrance with Gordo swimming through the crowd as fast as he can.
He makes it to within about 5' of the doorway and spots two thiefly types in the doorway blocking the way. Both have daggers drawn and sneers daring the populace to push past them into the shop.
The shop front is bright yellow in color with a sign written on a giant mask tot he side of the door. To the left of the door is a large bay window, with part of the crowd pushing and shoving to get a better view of what's going on inside.
Gordo ends up about 3 people deep from the front of those facing the thieves. Turin is at his flank.
[Jerry OOC: Folks I'm going to take a liberty here and ask for someone to sub for Anthony/Drew for a week or two. If you are willing, please email me.]
Turin d20+4=17 Saturday January 4th, 2003 1:23:32 PM
Turin, seeing the two, starts elbowing his way to get closer. As soon as he has an unblocked view of the thieves, he chuckles, and says, "You know, it's probably a good idea to move to the side." He readies his spiked chain, daring them to stay. (Intimidate, 17)
Tionel Saturday January 4th, 2003 2:20:45 PM
Hopping out of the carriage, a bit after Gordo and the others have gone racing towards the front, Tionel dusts himself off and looks about. "Hmmm...I think it's safe to say, if they do get out, we're going to still need a carriage. Thank you for the ride, madam...and if you would wait a minute, we might need your services again." Tionel graciously pays and tips the driver. Then, he turns back to the crowd and scans it...pondering.
Drew [by Scott] Monday January 6th, 2003 1:44:02 AM
The carriage squeaks slightly as he gets out. Drew looks at the building searching for a front window. Slowly pushing his way through the crowd he draws his axe as he approaches the store front. Due to the press of people, he holds it carefully away from the innocents.
Syr Monday January 6th, 2003 1:45:12 AM
Knowing his friends will soon need help, he moves through the alley as fast as possible, hoping to find a door.
Bog Monday January 6th, 2003 3:01:16 AM
Rushed along the bumpy track with not but a moment to catch his breath, Bog nods as they pull up to their stop and watches as everyone frantically tumbles out. He obligingly lets them all pass before stepping quietly out himself and begins fumbling through his robes until he produces a silver piece which he hands to the driver.
"Thank ye," he says smiling and deposits the mud-crusted coin in the driver's hand.
He then turns and trundles to the shop folding his hands together.
"Hmmmm....if'n I wanna get in, I wonder..."
He reaches into a dark velvet pouch and pulls out a blob of fur, which he strokes.
"H'kay, Dmitri friend. Kinya get in? Find us a way and thin op'n it up fer us."
He then sets the blob of fur down near the side of the building, perhaps close to any small opening, cracks, holes under the house by the ground, etc.
He pokes the the fur. "Git mov'n."
Gordo d20+5=15 d6+2=5 Monday January 6th, 2003 4:06:50 AM
Shoving his way through the last few folks in front of the shop, Gordo comes face to face with the two knife-weilding thugs.
"You heard my friend here, boys; we're coming in, and we can either go past you or through you. Your choice, lads" says the big man, his ever-present easy grin still in place.
He steps forward and (if the hood nearest him does not step aside) launches a sudden and violent headbutt at the man's nose (AC 15, 5HP subdual damage, DC 14 or be stunned (Stunning Blow)).
You Can Come In Man! [DM Jerry] Monday January 6th, 2003 7:46:24 PM
The first man reacts to Turin's Intimidate by holdiing his hands in the air and saying, "Hey man. No sweat. You can come in man!"[Hero Point awarded to Turin]
The second looks at the first one in confusion and surprise. He pivots to allow Turin and Gordo to enter and then swipes a few threats himself against the remaining crowd.
Tionel scanning the crows notices that most of these people carry beer mugs or wine glasses and have left the Giggling Ghost across the street to come see what the commotion is. Others are passersby and revelers.
Drew makes his way about halfway through the crowd. He does see a front bay window.
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Syr turns the corner of the alleyway and hears two voices from the shadows.
The first voice says, "Well now, what do we have here?
The second voice says, "Boy it's a little late for you to be out in a dark scary all along isn't it?"
The first voice says, "Son better leave us backpack. We'd hate to have something bad happen to it."
The second voice adds, "Yeah and that ring on your finger too. I fancies that."
The first voice concludes, "Just don't make any sudden moves with that axe boy. You'd hate to have an arrow in your throat. Now nice and easy. Put the ring in the pack and kick it towards us real gently."
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The blob of fur is motionless. [See my email Matt.]
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Inside, the commotion rises to a fever pitch.
Tionel d20+8=23 Monday January 6th, 2003 11:03:55 PM
To do his part in both getting the attention of everyone, clear the crowd, and make it easier for the rest of the people, Tionel rolls up his sleeves and withdraws a mandolin. Suddenly, his voice calls out loudly, "If I may have your attention, please," as he plinks out a loud, rather nice sounding chord... With that, he launches into a nice little, rather dirty ballad about a maid and her employer. With all his skills, he plays and heads over to the inn, intent on drawing as many people who simply are looking for a good time back to the inn and away from the store, thus clearing the way for his companions... (Perform check 23, Bardic Music Use #1 )
Gordo d20+3=12 d20+5=20 Tuesday January 7th, 2003 8:55:21 AM
"Good work, lad!" grins Gordo to Turin as they race inside. "I thought we had a scrap on our hands there for sure!"
Once inside he scans the shop, hunting for Torl and his accomplices (Spot 12, Listen 20), specifically the young girl and tall beanpole fellow.
He hopes fervently that some of his companions follow them or Syr shortly. Torl is a tricky customer, and although two of his gang are out of commission, there are still more left.
Turin d20+4=5 d20+4=6 Tuesday January 7th, 2003 2:42:57 PM
Turin goes inside, chuckling and nodding at Gordo. He also looks around for Torl, but is confused by the scene in front of him. "Where are they?" he whispers to Gordo.
Bog Tuesday January 7th, 2003 4:23:59 PM
Bog stands confused for a few moments, then pokes at the fur again. He picks it up and shakes it about, but it rather jsut falls apart and blows off in the wind.
"Hmmmph!" he grumbles, "Shed'n. Now war'd hit goo?"
He starts searching through the pouches and bags which hang from his belt.
Stop thief!!!! [DM Jerry] d20+10=20 Tuesday January 7th, 2003 6:37:58 PM
Tionel is like the Pied Piper! As he begins to play, people begin to say Ooooh! and Aaaah! and soon their attention is riveted. They begin to head back to the inn en masse.
Why watch a fight you can't see when there's dancin' to do! And with masks on, everyone gets a dance partner, no matter how ugly they are!
The door opens onto an average inn. A staircase runs up the left hand wall and doors to inn rooms run along the balcony. The balcony turns and runs also across the back of the tavern where it ends against the right wall. Against the back wall of the tavern under the balcony is the bar proper. A fireplace is in the wall on the right. Tables are spread throughout the place and 4 old chandeliers are centered in a square pattern over the seating area.
A squealing ghost comes racing at Tionel. "Whee....thanks mister. Things were getting mighty scarce over here. And it's about time for the night's activity as well and music and dancin will get them stirred up mighty well! Thanks!"
Gordo, meanwhile hunts for Torl and his accomplices. He doesn't see them, but Torl spots him. (Spot of 20) Gordo does hear a female voice that says, "No not that way!"
Turin also hears the voice and turns just to see to his horror that someone has the mask!
And with a crash, the young girl is thrown by the beanpole through the window. She has a mask under her arm!
Beanpole screams! "Run girl run. We got it!"
The owner screams in return. "Stop thief!!!! Stop her someone!"
Torl dives across the room making for the window.
Bog stands outside confused about a piece of fluff.
Syr d20+5=15 d20+2=8 Wednesday January 8th, 2003 2:26:41 AM
The elf slows down his frantic pace and pushes his tiger mask on top of his head to get a better view of his adversaries (spot 15). Voice trembling slightly, "Look guys, I'm not looking for trouble, I just have to help my friends for a few moments." (Diplomacy 8) Realizing his plea is probably falling on deaf ears, he steels himself and continues moving slowly through the alley searching for the door.
Drew d20+10=22 Wednesday January 8th, 2003 2:45:20 AM
Drew moves up to the door and speaks menacingly to the two thieves, "This is not your fight. Don't you think this would be a good time to leave?"
He moves to the front window he saw earlier, trying to see what is going on inside.
Gordo d20+9=27 d20+9=18 d20+4=6 Wednesday January 8th, 2003 7:51:32 AM
"DREW! TIONEL! WHATEVER-YOUR-NAME-IS!" roars Gordo, knowing his companions are still outside the building, and no-doubt have a view of the girl who just came flying out the window. "STOP THAT LASS! SHE HAS THE MASK!"
Should he stop Torl? Or Beanpole? Or head after the girl? Could she just be a diversion, the mask under her arm maybe an illusion? They do have a mage. Deciding that the mask in view is his first priority and that he lacks the luxury of time to make a better choice, Gordo races towards the window and leaps through it in hot pursuit of the young lass, avoiding any blows aimed at him by the two hoodlums. If by some miracle he reaches the girl he attempts to grab at her, but clumsily.
(Run: Fast Movement (40'), Jump 27, Tumble (if neccessary to avoid AoO) 18, Grapple touch attack 6).
Turin d20+3=10 d20+5=19 d20+5=15 d20+1=19 d20+3=13 Wednesday January 8th, 2003 3:30:44 PM
Turin takes off after the girl, following Gordo through the window, and, if possible, tripping the girl with his chain. (Jump 10, Tumble 19 if necessary, 15 on a trip attack (touch), strength roll of 19 (if she doesn't win with a dex/str roll (whichever is higher), she's tripped) trip defense roll of 13 if she wins (she has to roll higher than strength on that one) if she succeeds, Turin drops the chain.)
Bog Wednesday January 8th, 2003 5:47:55 PM
"Mmm mmm Hu what?" says Bog looking up at the screaming.
He trudges around to the front of the building.
"Hey., you yong'n shouldn' be steelin' lak dat. Mmbulrubul tings dat fly swarm'm round'n git that guy...er....gal!" He then waves his arms about and tosses some different colored filth into the air. (Different at least from the filth that layers his body).
[Summon Swarm on the girl, trying for flying bugs.]
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