DM Kent Monday February 24th, 2003 7:54:55 PM
You all eventually make if out of Lady Firiona's bushed and more exhausted than you can ever remember, but happy and head back to your apartment. But when you arrive something just isn't right. As you walk in you find there are about 20 people standing in the center of what used to be a room. Wait, now you realize what is wrong. Someone has removed all the interior walls from your apartment and it is all one large room now, And there are 20 strangers standing in your abode.
As the momentary shock wears off three of the people turn and cometoard you. the one that speaks introduces himself as Frelach. (Frelach is a very, very skinny human male with a high pitched, nasal, almost whiney voice.)
"Good evening fine ladies and gentlemen, My name is Frelach, and My two companions are Marlena and Lera. We are the three main Fine furnishers and interior decorators in the Big Float. We were told by Momma Flaust that you would be needing help to redo your apartment in a more appropriate and suitable way. Knowing this and then seeing what this apartment looked like, we knew you would not want us to delay, so we took the liberty of clearing out the rubble and junk. We also had all of your things placed in those six cedar chests. We also realize that you will only need one of our establishments to work on your apartment but agreed to help each other clear the way.
Finally stopping a moment to see if you had any comments or questions, he looks at you each closely.
{Below is some basic info on the three establishments you need to choose from. You may ask questions of each but realize that you need to design your two-story apartment this week.}
Frelach's Fine Furnishings - Frelach, Teribeth, Sonyilla, Marith: Frelach is the owner of this shop, on the merchant level, and the head designer of the team as well. He employs only female humans, who tend to be more than a bit overweight. Frelach himself is a very, very skinny human male with a high pitched, nasal, almost whiney voice. He is irritating but extremely competent and sought after.
Marlena's Mansion Modifications -- Marlena, Millicent, Margrett, Melissa: Marlena and her team are the quiet and thoughtful type who makes suggestions that are really orders. She looks at a place and within moments has a vision of what she thinks it should look like. God forbid the client disagrees with her as she is adamant that there is only one for that a domicile can take and she will not budge from that. They are all very large, high society spinsters that have nothing better to do than try to impose their visions on others lives. They are however quite good at what they do and once finished with a job, have never had a complaint.
Lera's Living Interiors -- Lera, Trisanth, Sooleena, Sirantia: Lera is an empath as are all who work for her. They become attuned to their client's likes and dislikes and manage to come up with some amazing results. They also use quite a bit of low-level illusions in their work to allow for the changing moods of their clients. Their signature is they always place spell on a wall or section of wall that will change between one or two scenes depending on the client's mood. She and her three partners are all half breeds of some sort, as are all of the employees of Lera's.
Tionel Tuesday February 25th, 2003 1:49:11 AM
(Just a short post...busy school stuff today!) Tionel mentions that he'd love to have all the excitement of the city thrown in; big furniture like overstuffed velvet green chairs, couches, and such.
Gordo Tuesday February 25th, 2003 8:20:19 AM
"Well, I'm easy" smiles the big man. He is not particularly into fashionable clothing, and even less into interior design. "As long as I have a table, chair and bed I'm happy. I'll leave colours and patterns and all that stuff to all you creative types."
And with that heads outside for a workout in the back yard, nodding politely to the three design teams.
Drew Tuesday February 25th, 2003 1:52:23 PM
Before leaving Drew approaches Lady Fiona and taking her hand bows deeply her hand to his brow. From his kneeled position he wispers. "Lady Fiona, you are better than your word. My family could ask for no better patronage than this. You have shown your self to be of a true and genorous heart and spirit. May the protective arms of Domi forever shelter you and keep you warm, and should his arms fail you know that with a single breath from you mine are forever yours to command." Standing all can see Drew has tears in his eyes. "For what you have done form my family I will be forever in your debt, I name all debts between us fufilled and removed. May you forever shine to those in the dark." With that he quickly turns and leaves.
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Back at the apartment Drew sits in his half ruined chair. "I dont want new stuff. I like my old stuff."
Turin Tuesday February 25th, 2003 2:12:54 PM
Turin, looking at the three, thinks a bit, and draws the others aside. "I don't know about you guys, but I've heard better things about Lena than any of the rest."
Tiree True Tuesday February 25th, 2003 3:49:42 PM
Tiree shrugs.
"Either Lena or Frelach is fine with me. If we have to have new stuff, and it looks like we do now, we might as well get it over with. There's just something about Madame Marlena that puts my back up. Not sure why though."
Bog Wednesday February 26th, 2003 4:58:57 AM
Bog wrinkles his ips with his hand and paces back and forth in front of the three candidates.
"Harooom......s's you awl waont ta fix'n's op dis plaays eer wot? Wot ya thank ye can do to oppeas all dies here blukes und uh...duh foine loss dere." He stares at them all from under the brim of his hat. "Woll? Yous oll hofta know oll kindsa peeples und dere wonts und needs az allsis in a here lak is alla diffrntlak. Und wez har don know nuttin alla dis flarncy har und fixin. Youz needza know ZOCTLY wot is all us far 's oll." He pauses and produces a quite clean dark grey rat from within a large pocket, "Eev'n HIM."
Drew Wednesday February 26th, 2003 9:06:29 AM
Drew sits and waits.
DM kent Wednesday February 26th, 2003 8:37:48 PM
Frelach, Lera, and Marlena listens to you all for a moment and within seconds Marlen and her band are heading for the door, without even saying goodbye. After a few moments of confirring with each other, Frelach nods his head and with a brief nod gathers his folk and with a polite goodbye also heads out the door, leaving Lera and her three ladies standing and looking around at you.
"So Let's see, what are the things you need in your new home? How many rooms upstairs and down? Do you want full walls or partitions or halfwalls? How many exits do you need, want? where would you like them? should they all be obvious? what kinds of things do you think are attractive? Where do each of you go if you want to relax? Do you want common rooms on one or both floors? What sorts of things do you enjoy doing when you are together?
Tiree Wednesday February 26th, 2003 9:16:39 PM
"Well, I don't know if we have enough room for us to all have seperate bedrooms, but it would be nice. Maybe have most, if not all, of the bedrooms upstairs. Then down here we could have a kitchen and dining room and a general type living area."
Tiree pauses before continuing.
"As for personal tastes, I'd like to do something nice with the garden. But, that's just me."
Gordo Thursday February 27th, 2003 11:02:56 AM
Outside in the yard, Gordo continues to work his way through a punishing series of leaps, shadow boxing and slow forms. Though he has on his new belt, pants and boots, he seems to be wearing his old tatty waistcoat again.
His 'room' back home was shared with his four brothers, and was in reality platform on poles above the main living area in his parents' small stone house. Since then he has lived on a succession of floors and spare matresses. He has never owned his own space before, and the idea seems faintly wrong somehow.
What with the clothes, the room and everything, Gordo is worried he is going to end up spoiled. He doesn't want or need all these things around him. He wants simplicity, joy and peace, and these things stem (so Gordo believes) from owning nothing. Only then can he clearly see where he begins and ends.
He blocks, punches, kicks and butts, quietly chanting a mantra as he does so "Empty the Hand... Empty the Mind... Empty the Hand... Empty the Mind..."
Drew Thursday February 27th, 2003 11:21:14 AM
"I like my old stuff."
Bog Thursday February 27th, 2003 2:14:41 PM
Bog looks surprised and then somewhat embarressed as the two fine designers change their expressions and leave.
Turning to Tiree, he mutters shrugging his shoulders sheepishly, "Gowrsh, missy, M'thinks y'insolted em all lak. Daysen dinda lok var huppy dar wot. Twar thot necassityaary?"
Tionel Friday February 28th, 2003 1:09:52 PM
Suddenly realizing something, Tionel blinks and rushes over to the chests. With great hectic speed, he opens and scrambles through them, finally finding a small black backpack that he used to wear. As he takes it, faint chittering is heard from within, and with a tug of a drawstring, a squirrel comes out of the backpack, looking quite disoriented, displeased, and worse for the wear. "Thank nature..." he mumbles, and offers the poor thing an acorn. It snatches it haughtily, and scurries into a corner, hiding for the immediate time. "Heh, sorry," he says to the rest. "He must have been sleeping when you guys put him out. Laziest squirrel I've ever had."
He sits down on top one of the chests, for lack of better furnishing. "Let's see if I get this straight... some of us want just some nice beds, a bit of an area to eat, but mainly we're pretty impartial. We're not really complainers, or too fancy. Maybe just some nice furniture, a few bedrooms, one or two separate for the ladies perhaps, a place to lounge about, another to eat food, and that's all. Somehow I imagine that you will have more knowledge with what to do than we do...but I'd still like to make some suggestions; not many small items that are breakable or fragile, nothing too posh for us paupers, perhaps put a bit of nature around us? Personally, I only wish to have one really comfortable stuffed chair, one that you can sink into and feel the cares of the world left behind. Other than that, we really don't need much, I think. We spend most of our time out, helping the orphans or other people anyways." Now that his modesty, humility, and agreement with the rest of the group firmly established, Tionel can't help but add his own opinion. "Something you mentioned that I do think would be helpful is having another way in and out that would be hard to find. Maybe a trapdoor, that'd be wonderful! Hmmm...and maybe a small dwelling for our wild friends. Oh, I'd like to have a window and be on the upper floor. And, oh! Perhaps some deep, dark green curtains, and mahogany-type furniture..." he trails off, blushing slightly at his own enthusiasm.
DM kent Friday February 28th, 2003 7:44:48 PM
Lera and her ladies spend about two hours talking and listening with/to each of you and Just as it is really starting to turn dark, They start wrapping things up.
"Well, I think that we have all we need for now. Our crews will show up tomorow morning and we will depart at around dusk each night. this job should last approximately three days. We will start with the upstairs and you rooms, so you will have some where comforyable to retire to each night. Please let us know if there is anything you need or want us to try." You are welcome to stay around while we work, but I warn you I will probably put you to work if you do." Have a great night and thank you for letting us work with you."
She leaves leaving you a barebones apartment and wearied minds from all the hubbub you all partook in today.
It is now about 8 pm.
(OOC, Ok folks get me any last minute ideas you have to include.)
Turin Friday February 28th, 2003 7:53:58 PM
Turin makes a note to avoid the house the next few days. "So... who's up for a 3-day vacation?"
Gordo Saturday March 1st, 2003 4:34:48 AM
The big man just hopes whatever room he is given is sparse and simple. It is amazing how objects have a way of attatching themselves to you, until you are so buried in possessions you lose your focus and mobilty.
Syr Sunday March 2nd, 2003 2:45:05 AM
Syr comes in as the decorators are leaving and overhears a few of the ideas. "Sorry guys, I've been helping Mother get the new stuff ready with the expansion."
Turning to Lera, "It seems most of us are fairly simple folk. Personally, good craftsmanship in furniture is important to me and more difficult to come by, especially down here. Just make sure we have a minimal of furniture? After all, the more we have, the longer it will take to clean."
Nodding at the other elf, "Tionel, a hidden trap door is a great idea. Why not combine that idea and Tiree's? How about something to get us up on the roof? Is it possible to create a small private garden up there? Hopefully, we will still have enough room for the garden and anything else we need for our small friends."
Looking excited, he stares around, already imagining what the house will look like. "I volunteer to guard and sleep in whatever room has access to the roof."
Bog Sunday March 2nd, 2003 7:19:18 AM
Bog shuffles his feet, "If'n y'oll dont mahnd...Oi kinda lak dat baseeemint sellor tahp aree don below. If'n yous cooda fix dat op nise an gimme spots ta work wit spellsan' tings...poshuns ond whotnot...Ahd lak dat. An' only a few explosustions 'll occur some'n arund da but time."
He thinks some more. "Ahna real comfy place ta sit 'n thank. an Ah mean REEEEEEEEEEEEl comfy."
Tionel Monday March 3rd, 2003 12:49:45 AM
The happy elf says "I'll be glad to help you, ladies." He always likes having a part in his future stuff. "I like Bog's idea, too, but don't know if we can really knock out a basement too..."
Anyone else get this message when they send somethng to the DM? d100=15 d100=61 d100=37 d100=7 d100=71 Monday March 3rd, 2003 1:06:29 PM
<<< 550 lemberno IS NOT ACCEPTING MAIL FROM THIS SENDER 550 <lemberno@aol.com>... User unknown
Mikey Monday March 3rd, 2003 1:40:43 PM
Yeah, I got that same message...the second time I sent it, it worked tho. Weird, huh?
DM Kent Monday March 3rd, 2003 5:17:40 PM
(ooc You might get that message if you have recently changed your email address or if It got written down wrong as I have very stricy blocks on my machine If you are getting that message please send the email to strunklew and I will orrect the error.)
DM kent Monday March 3rd, 2003 7:37:22 PM
Lera and her crew show up the next day with some plans and several workers, and they get right to work.
She does mention that it will unfortunately be impossible to provide the basement in the townhome and that the roof is such that a garden or space wont work, but she sees no problem with running an escape way to the roof and several of the other ideas are well accepted as well. As to the simplicity of the rooms and the amount of furniture she nods and mysteriously says I think a combination of the two will work best. You don't really want too much empty space. Tionel she puts to work measuring floor space for the area rugs that will be placed in many of the rooms and every now and again she pops her head in to see how he is doing and is pleasantly suprised by his work. Many of the others take this time to shop around town and check on Flaust and the orphanage to insure things are going smoothly with the donated funds and get the ball rolling on the plans for the additions. At one point during this Lara approaches Drew. "So would you like me to incorporate your chair into your private space or in one of the common rooms?" It is during one of these outside forrays that one of you hears a whisper about some big to do coming up that may need some crowd control and guardianship.
Tiree d20+4=16 Tuesday March 4th, 2003 2:22:39 PM
Out and about, Tiree hears a few rumors about something happening in the city. Wanting to know more, she wanders around and visits a few friends who are "in the know" to see what they might know about what is going on (gather info 16).
Turin d20=19 Tuesday March 4th, 2003 3:48:03 PM
Turin thinks a bit about it, then starts asking around about it (Gather information 19)
Gordo Wednesday March 5th, 2003 3:00:01 AM
The big man, with some time on his hands and keen to escape the frenzied activity at the house, decides to spend some time exploring the city and her shops. He marvels at many of the things on offer, but buys nothing. When he returns to the house later he searches out his companions to ask if they too have heard the rumour that some big event is taking place.
Syr Wednesday March 5th, 2003 3:00:55 AM
Syr spends his time working with Drake at Mother Flauset's orphanage. He only show up at night to get some rest before returning to work.
Tionel Wednesday March 5th, 2003 3:29:35 AM
The elf quickly gets bored of his task, but does it precisely and as helpfully as he can. After a while, he starts to get into it more, as he realizes the potential, and then just as quickly, begins to get bored of it again... until inspiration strikes once more.
Bog Wednesday March 5th, 2003 6:29:19 AM
Bog stands for a considerable time in front of the throng of women bustling around measuring things. He strokes his chin and scratches his half-poined ear. Every now and again, he reaches inside a vest pocket and pulls out his rat which he pets and scratches behind the ears.
"Hmmmm....dat izza tuffy. Wait! Whyyar don' yar den pot my qyuorters up inat da tippy top nd jis mek dem look like a basementsellar...ya c'n dooz dat cantya? Wit all dem ullusiasions? Dere'd hafta be rum fer a taybil fer experariamints n thangs and a looong sofa fer nappin an thinkin. Ana maze fer da rat wit lotsa pilloooz."
DM Kent Wednesday March 5th, 2003 7:51:15 PM
Tiree, Turin and Gordo all hear about an upcoming and unbelievably important wine tasting that is going to be happening in the next few days, that is going to be drawing people from all over the Wold. The other word is that the organizer is looking for security to protect the wine and keep the peace during the event. The one thing that no one has been able to find out yet is who the organizer is and where it is going to take place.
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DM Kent Wednesday March 5th, 2003 8:12:42 PM
Tionel finishes his measurements and is then is sent on a trip to pick up the area rugs that he was measuring for.
The apartment seems to be shaping up fairly nicely with three single bedrooms and two double bedrooms upstairs along with a central living area and a meeting area near the stairs. While the downstairs is being shaped into three rooms, a kitchen, and large family/eating room/library and an all purpose room near the front door.
As Lera's crew works you hear occasional exclamations and then alot of activity and then silence. It is after these silences that Lera comes and gets who ever is around and shows them the secret and trap doors and escape routes that her crew has built into the apartment.
The outside garden is set up with a small bricked sitting area surrounded by lots of top quality, loamy top soil, just waiting to be planted in. She explains that gardens tend to grow best for those who plant and tend them, so they do no planting nor plant selection.
The furniture, while nice is obviously not brand new and is more servicable than beautiful. The cabinetry, tables, and chests are all of excellent work but are basic utilitarian pieces that are easily moved and functional.
The area rugs are tied to each other through their patterns but each reflect the color preferences of each of you and blend well with the rest of the apartment.
But the two most amazing things are the two pieces of wall art upstairs on the two large walls. If you look at them they seem to be three dimensional and the figures seems to actually be moving.
The one near the staircase actually seems to be a recreation of the last moments of the Mask Day and if you look closely you can see what appear to be smal replicas of you all.
The second piece by the fireplace, is much more relaxing and pastoral. It seems to be a forest glade scene complete with frollicking deer nnd rabbits and even two centaurs walking through the edge of the meadow.
Both are amazing pieces and radiate illusiary magics.
Tionel Wednesday March 5th, 2003 9:54:52 PM
"Rather nice and homey," are Tionel's first words, as the elf finishes up with his works. "I like the illusions especially. Madame, I salute you..." He kisses her hand, gallantly.
Syr Thursday March 6th, 2003 4:18:01 AM
Syr comes in and goes straight to the illusionary wall near the staircase. After staring at it for a moment he points and laughs, "Gordo, that fall mmust have hurt!"
Gordo Thursday March 6th, 2003 8:29:14 AM
The big man stares at the work of art in some amazement. "Oh, we have thick skulls in my family, lad!" he grins at Syr. "It wasn't so bad."
He thanks Lera and her workers, complimenting them on an excellent job, then heads to his own room to clear out as much stuff as possible. He aims to end up with just a rug on the floor, a spare blanket and a trunk to keep his new clothes in. Though he's not convinced about the trunk or the clothes.
Drew Thursday March 6th, 2003 11:24:04 AM
I still like all my old stuff better.
Tiree Thursday March 6th, 2003 11:55:58 AM
After thanking Lera and her helper's, Tiree quickly moves upstairs to claim her room. Moving to the far end of the hallway, she quickly grabs the last one on the left. She likes the thought of being away from the noise of the upstairs common room and likes being right next to the secret door to the roof. And being the only female, she feels entitled to one of the private rooms.
After moving all her stuff into her new room, she tries to get everyone together and tell them about the rumors that she's heard. She wants to find out if they are interested in applying for the job.
Turin Thursday March 6th, 2003 2:32:46 PM
Turin comes back and does a double take. "O-kay..." He looks around, almost in awe.
DM kent Thursday March 6th, 2003 10:54:53 PM
After everyone has chosen rooms and or roommates and taken a walk through of their new digs and disciovered the four non normal exits to their abode, Tiree tries to convene a meeting of Flaust's Brigade late that evening, after dinner, to discuss the job rumors flying around and then everyone settles in for the night.
Bog Friday March 7th, 2003 6:45:51 AM
Bog settles into the comfort of an easy chair and puffs clumsily on a pipe he found and, in between coughs, listens to the proceedings, offering naught but nods of his heaad.
Drew Friday March 7th, 2003 9:54:44 AM
Drew waits
Tionel Friday March 7th, 2003 12:39:05 PM
Happily enjoying his new home, after showing the others around, especially the secret exits cunningly made, Tionel slumps down into a comfy chair and idly tells them all, "Wooh...it was exhausting working with those ladies. But now that we're finished, well, what shall we do, guys? Anybody hear of anything interesting going on about town?"
Syr Friday March 7th, 2003 2:20:52 PM
Syr settles down on the floor near the wall and is content to watch the paint dry... (and the illusionary wall).
Turin Friday March 7th, 2003 2:33:08 PM
Turin shrugs. "There's a wine-testing going on soon."
DM Kent Saturday March 8th, 2003 4:41:17 PM
The Orphans sleep the night in their new home and find it almost too quiet, but awake rested warm and dry. It is just after breakfast when there is a knock on the door. When the door is opened there is a young boy standing there, in the livery of one of the local messenger services. In his hand he carries a simple scroll case, a dagger is at his hip. He is looking a bit confused as he looks first at the interior of the apartment and then at the scroll case, in fact he looks to be about to cry tears of frustration for some reason. ""Umm, I, uh, have this message, b, but I don't know, who to give it to as there is no name on it. This is the address, but they said some orphans lived here and.... Oh Im going to lose this job too....
Tiree Saturday March 8th, 2003 7:39:03 PM
Taking pity on the boy, Tiree takes the scroll out of his hand and replaces it with a silver piece.
"We are those orphans. We've just had a bit of good luck lately. Thanks for delivering this."
With a wave, Tiree shuts the door and turns to her friends.
"Now what can this be?"
Opening it, she reads it out loud to the rest.
Gordo Sunday March 9th, 2003 5:49:45 AM
The big man claps the messenger on the shoulder reassuringly. "Don't worry son, you're doing a fine job. You have the right place and the right people."
He listens to Tiree's reading of the scroll.
Turin Sunday March 9th, 2003 11:22:00 PM
Turin chuckles at the boy. "Don't worry about it."
He waits to hear what the scroll says.
Bog Monday March 10th, 2003 3:07:23 AM
Bog comes down the stares almost bouncing, "Mwy, mwy! Ah actically slept a hole naht witout wakin wonce. Neber don dat afore. Say, yousall, y'wanna go take tea wit' won of my mudders fom the hi sosity place? Ah got adopted by four o' dem."
Syr Monday March 10th, 2003 12:44:35 PM
Syr wanders downstairs to see what all the commotion is about.
Tionel Monday March 10th, 2003 1:10:38 PM
The elf smiles slightly at the anxiety of the boy, having met many a person like that. He nods in approval of Tiree's action. "I wouldn't mind finding out more about this wine festival job, myself... I hear there's going to be a big cooking contest in a few weeks or so." (ooc; the module I'll be running!)
Looking over at Bog he grins. "You certainly look a lot better. But actually, we just got this message..." And waits for Tiree to read it out.
DM Kent Monday March 10th, 2003 9:27:42 PM
Tiree opens the scroll case and reads the simple message.
As I am sure you have heard there is going to be a wine tasting this week. What you don't know is that it is being hosted at the Giggling Ghost. Since this is an extremely important, and to some nearly sacred occasion, it is deemed prudent that I have security before and during the event. As Waard aparently has smiled upon you as of late I have a proposition for you to entertain. If you would be so kind to stop by this morning I would like to talk to you about possibly of conducting the security for this event.
Yours luckily, Happy go Lucky
Gordo Tuesday March 11th, 2003 6:12:47 AM
"Security guards, eh? Well it wouldn't be the first time... I'm game, how about you folks?"
He rubs his huge hairy hands together, a huge grin on his face.
Tionel Tuesday March 11th, 2003 12:07:43 PM
"Security isn't my forte, but I'll follow your leads. I'd rather be a participant," he adds, fondly thinking of all his previous experiences with wine... "Maybe they'll let me be security and some mood music..."
Turin Tuesday March 11th, 2003 3:09:01 PM
Turin chuckles. "Security is no problem."
Syr Tuesday March 11th, 2003 3:33:25 PM
The elf crinkles his face upon hearing the note, "Security? So basically standing around and getting paid for it? Sounds boring! If everyone else wants to then that's fine but there must be a better way to make money..."
Tiree Tuesday March 11th, 2003 3:42:08 PM
After reading the note, Tiree listens to the others.
"Isn't the Giggling Ghost where you guys had the fight over the mask? I figure after that mess, the least we could do would be to do security for them. Although why that want us after that incident is beyond me."
Looking at the note again she says, "Besides, it's not like we have anything else to do right now."
Bog Wednesday March 12th, 2003 5:05:26 AM
"Ah'm sure dey'd rally appreeshates it, Ti'nel f'n you'd plays fer dem custeemers und makes em all happy lak. Ah cood wip op som 'lussions too."
Drew Wednesday March 12th, 2003 9:50:03 AM
"Syr protecting the week is not boring, in fact most times a security joib brings the most trouble." Drew smiles with ALL of his teeth.
Tionel Wednesday March 12th, 2003 3:31:22 PM
"Heh.. I like that idea, Bog, if I understood you. Besides, we did wreck the place...the least we can do is help them a bit. So, let's go down to the Giggling Ghost. I've got the perfect outfit!" So saying, Tionel retreats upstairs.
Gordo Wednesday March 12th, 2003 5:14:50 PM
"So we're agreed then? Wonderful, lets be off and meet with Happy. If its anything like the security work I've done in the past it'll be nothing more than showing a couple of drunks the door" grins Gordo, seriously tempting fate.
DM kent Wednesday March 12th, 2003 9:56:45 PM
Agreed to go see Happy, You all make it down to the Giggling Ghost and find there is a closed sign on the door, which is very unusual. You can see a fire in one of the the hearths, so you know someone is there. When you try the door it is unlocked. As you enter You see Happy Bustling toward you. Oh I'm so sorry, but we are clo..... Oh, I'm sorry. Please come in and find a seat. Can I get you all anything to drink? Daphne! Our friends are here. Be a dear, and come help with the drinks. Please make yourselves comfortable. I am so glad you came. Now I know Waard is looking kindly in my direction. Oh what Luck. I Just Know this is going to be the best tasting yet. Waard be willing of course. But now that you are here..... Oh I am sorry I am rambling and have goten ahead of myself. Relax and have a drink while I get my things.
Gordo Thursday March 13th, 2003 3:54:27 AM
Ordering a goat's milk from Daphne, Gordo takes a seat, downs his drink and promtly falls asleep sitting bolt upright. His snores echo in the rafters of the Giggling Ghost.
Drew Thursday March 13th, 2003 9:24:33 AM
Drew goes completely white when Daphane appears, and never seems to be completely comfortable around the ghost.
Tionel Friday March 14th, 2003 1:51:10 AM
Tionel is amused by Happy's antics and smiles at Daphne, trying to act nonplussed about the ghost. They always made him somewhat uncomfortable, but this one seemed rather nice so he tried to act similarly in return. "Thank you, very much, miss Daphne."
Syr Friday March 14th, 2003 5:48:21 AM
The elf seats himself and spends his time trying to run his hands through the ghost's form without her noticing. He patiently awaits the reason they are here...
Bog Friday March 14th, 2003 8:05:45 AM
"Hrm...ayah drank. Hmmmm. Uhhhhhh Kinna git anyya'll littabitta wine? Somp'n sweet. O und war's de entertunements all set up. We's gonna play 'n stuff too, yoo know to entertune da visiteers."
Drew Friday March 14th, 2003 9:11:12 AM
Drew continues to be bothered by the ghost.
DM Kent Friday March 14th, 2003 6:40:55 PM
(ooc sorry guys I've been without power since wednesday night and just got it back.)
Daphne smiles at Syrs funny business as she gets everyone's drinks. After just a few moments Happy is back with a thick sheath of papers.
Hmmm, Ok ah yes I am so fortunate that you all were able to come this morning. Anyway, I have closed the INN for 24 hours in order to prepare for the tasting of the special vintage Purple wine. This event is drawing people from near and far and is likely to be attended by several hundred people at the least. I was able, five years ago to secure the right to this event for this year and it cost me a pretty penny to do so. There are any number of competitors and others that would like to get their hand on this wine for it is literally worth twice its weight in gold. So Not as to beat a dead horse but, I know how to run an Inn, but I am not one that knows much about guarding and protecting things. Thats where you all come in. That is if you would be so kind as to agree to do this for me. The pay will be 5000 gold pieces and a table at the tasting. Ican pay you as much as 2500 gold up front if you need to pick up any supplies and this to aid in your securing the inn for the next twenty four hours. Well, there it is in a mouthful. Will you do this?
Tionel Monday March 17th, 2003 1:23:50 AM
"5000 gold...and...a table?" Tionel is shocked. That's more money than he's ever seen in his life. One day at a noble's feast he made a hundred gold, and didn't have to do anything for weeks thereafter...but five thousand? He's just stunned, unable to respond.
Syr Monday March 17th, 2003 4:37:17 AM
Syr's only indication that he is surprised by the offer is a slight widening of his eyes. "5000? Sounds like you are EXPECTING something to go wrong? What kind of competition are you expecting to show?"
Gordo Monday March 17th, 2003 4:48:12 AM
Gordo blinks awake at Happy's words. The sum is a princely one, there's no doubt about it. "Well I'm in!" he grins, wide awake now.
"So let me be clear; we need to guard the Inn both before the tasting (for 24 hours whilst it is closed) and during the meeting itself. Is that correct? Could we see what we are to protect? Its location, size, any existing security measures, that sort of thing?"
He leans back and scratches his whiskers, pondering ways of ensuring the safety of the wine.
Turin Monday March 17th, 2003 3:58:10 PM
Turin gasps at the number. "I, I think that's... great!"
Bog Monday March 17th, 2003 6:05:05 PM
Bog grins, "'Nd Oi'da been hoppy wit' jost the taible!"
DM Kent Monday March 17th, 2003 10:01:38 PM
Turning to Syr, Happy looks thoughtful for a moment. Well, with Warrd's blessing I hope nothing, but the last time this wine was tasted there were all sorts of difficulties. So I would expect people to try and steal it, I suppose. And since the wine is not only extremely valuable, but has some nearly religious significance to some races. I suppose it is in the realm of possibility you could see a reigious zealot of some sort. But with the right planning and preparation, I am sure you will have not have any problems that you can't handle.
Turning to Gordo in his turn, Happy grins. "So you will do it. That is such a relief for me and my staff. That will truly allow us to prepare for the tasting and not have to worry about the security of things as well. We really dont have a whole lot of existing security. I mean we have the staff and some locks and such but..." he trails off looking a bit embarrased.
"As for seeing the premises and the wine and where it will be stored, I will show you that now and I will also give you a drawing of the premises as well. Then I will let you alone to plan and prepare. Let me know if you need some of your money to buy anything."
It is about this tie that there is a light rap at the door and a bearded dwarven head pokes around the corner. (You are on Mike)
(ooc Inn drawings sent via JPG email attachment.)
Bralin Tuesday March 18th, 2003 8:44:42 AM
The dwarf's entire appearance can be described as functional. Short and squat, he wears blackened banded mail, and carries a small black steel shield, with no insignia. He carries a massive dwarven waraxe, which is also unadorned. His full beard is tied into two braids, and his dark hair is pulled back into another. All three braids end in a simple obsidian band. His dark deep set eyes peer out over a large round nose. His appears to be two or three days removed from a needed bath. Not offensively dirty, but not really clean, either.
"Which of ye be Gordo?" he asks.
Assuming the man introduces himself, the dwarf bows slightly, and continues, "I am the priest Bralin Stoneminder. The Lady Flaust bids me to fulfill my oath with ye." Drawing that really big axe, Bralin drops to one knee in front of Gordo, and raps the pommel (hard) against the floor. "I am at your service."
Drew Tuesday March 18th, 2003 11:01:02 AM
Seeing the new Dwarf enter and then introduce himself to Gordo, Drew looks to Syr and rolls his eyes up into his head. Then he cocks his head toward Happy and shrugs as if to say, "Do we take the job or not?"
Tiree Tuesday March 18th, 2003 11:04:46 AM
Having no idea about guarding the Inn, Tiree sits quietly and listens, absorbing as much as she can. As the price is mentioned, she sits up a bit straighter, but still remains quiet.
At the appearance of the dwarf, Tiree finally moves. Getting up she walks over and stands next to Gordo. Looking up at him she asks, "Who's this?"
Syr Tuesday March 18th, 2003 1:35:43 PM
Turning to the others, "I, for one, want to see why the big deal over some rotted grapes. The job doesn't sound too complicated. Unless anyone has any better ideas let's do it."
Looking thoughtful, "I'm not quite sure how to go about this but should we use some gold to purchase some extra decoy bottles or some structural reinforcement such as a stronger bar on the door?"
Seeing the dwarf come into the inn, he turns to happy, "Dwarves aren't one of those races you mentioned previously, are they?"
Looking from Bralin's axe, to Drew's Axe, to his own Axe, he mutters softly, "Well at least he fits in well."
(OOC: Can you send me the map again please, I don't seem to have received it.)
is this your correct email addy Scott? ups2k@hotmail.com
Gordo Tuesday March 18th, 2003 5:27:05 PM
The big man seems entirely flummoxed when the dwarf drops to one knee and pledges allegiance.
"Who? What? Where?" he splutters, as the dwarf explains. "Please, please, get up lad! No need for bowing, certainly not to me! So Lady F sent you did she? Well, if she reckons you can cut the mustard, so do I. Welcome aboard son!" And he clasps the dwarf's forearm in a warrior greeting with a broad grin.
He quickly brings the dwarf up to speed regarding the wine protection duties, then reverts to scratching his whiskers.
"Perhaps we could cast an illusion of the wine, then hide the real stuff. Can any of you do that? Or could anyone read a scroll that could do that? Also you can get these things, watchucallems, erm, Glyphs of Warning or somesuch, that blow up if people try to get past 'em. Might those help?"
His ears start to turn red, a sure sign that he is thinking too hard.
"What about if thieves came in invisible? Is there a way of seeing them? Or laying traps?" He looks to the magic users in the group for suggestions.
"Failing that me an' Drew could just sit on top of it all and hit anyone who got past the rest of you folk!"
Turin Tuesday March 18th, 2003 5:50:24 PM
Turin chuckles. "If a thief is truly determined, nothing we can do can stop him. However, there are a number of things we can do to try to stop him."
Tionel Tuesday March 18th, 2003 7:48:10 PM
Looking around the place, Tionel smiles. "It looks like a wonderful place for a wine contest. I suppose the important tasting will take place on stage, correct? We'll need to move the tables closest to the stage out of there, to make room for anything that might occur. Does that door to the Happy Park entrance go directly onto the stage? We may have to block it, if so. Hmmm... maybe we should make sure that the room directly above is guarded, or at least that no one has it checked out and it's locked. And we'll definitely have to watch the wine cellar... I like how there's a clear path through the inn, which is helpful if something does happen. We will definitely have to beware of magic tricks as well as those of the physical kind, but we should beware more of the trick of preparation." Tionel wonders what to do, and sits down at one of the tables, pulls out some paper and an inkpot and quill, and sets to preparing a list. "So, what do you guys think our main priorities should be?"
DM Kent Tuesday March 18th, 2003 9:51:06 PM
Bralin draws near to the others and is a bit puzzled by the reaction, or lack there of, he got from his arrival as the others keep discussing possible things to do for the Inn.
Happy looks from one to the other of the group looking to see if anyone is actually in charge or if everyone is speaking as they think of something to say. Scratching his head he stops for a moment and clears his throat. "Umm Does this meen that you are going to take the job?"
Tiree True d20+4=24 Wednesday March 19th, 2003 1:28:18 AM
Seeing both Happy and Bralin's confused looks, Tiree steps forward.
"Happy, it sounds like the group is in agreement to help you. Now we've just got decide what to do to help you. Brainstorming if you will. Mind if we stick around here and look things over for a bit?"
Turning to the dwarf, Tiree addresses him.
"As for you..."
Pausing, she looks him up and down before continuing.
"Mama Flaust supposedly sent you over did she? Why?"
Tiree watches him closely during his answer (Sense Motive 24, nat 20).
Syr Wednesday March 19th, 2003 2:10:52 AM
Syr pulls out a chair and gestures to Bralin. "Welcome friend, why don't you sit down and join us?" He offers a casual handshake as way of introduction. "I'm Syr, it's good to have someone else under the 5 foot barrier. Why would Mother send you to us?" He smiles a warm trusting smile at the newcomer.
Listening to Tionel, "Priorities? Hmm, good point. Obviously, all entrances and the actual wine should be given preference. I nominate big and ugly... I mean Drew to stay near the wine. Maybe even a few of us to mix in the crowd anonymously? I'll volunteer to stay near the door." Frowning in thought he turns to happy, "Would it be impolite to search the guests as they come in?"
Tionel Wednesday March 19th, 2003 3:57:48 AM
"Oh, hm? Yes, of course we accept the job. I think it's a fabulous job! We'll probably give half the money to Momma Flaust...that's the only thing I think is fair, right, guys?" Tionel flashes a smile. "Now, there's going to be a few hundred people attending, so it will be hard to check them all suitably. Besides, even if we did take all the obvious weapons, there's still magic. If only we could get an anti-magic spell cast on the wine area...I wonder how much that costs? I'm no spell-caster, really, so I wouldn't know. "Ummm...so, I think the easiest way to prevent the wine from being stolen is to make it suitably immobile...say, put it in a thousand-pound immovable jug that can only allow a bit to come out at a time. How would a wizard transport that sort of thing out, or any thief make off with it? Still, I dunno how to make such a jug, 'cause I'm no gnome. "Anyways, so at the contest, with all the entrances and exits guarded, and one of us on constant guard of the wine, we should be okay. Still, if anybody does make an attempt on the wine, we shouldn't hurt anybody in trying to stop them, or cause any damage. These guys probably won't have the same compunctions, so we'll have to be careful. I think that's about it...We'll obviously have to bolster the strength of the windows and the door, maybe clear a bit of space around the stage, and get some kinda heavy thing that will make the wine difficult to steal. What do you guys think?"
Bog Wednesday March 19th, 2003 6:36:16 AM
Bog wanders around the room from one table to the other nodding his head in approval.
"Yop, deres sis sommany good taybills, Ah con't decide."
He eventually makes it up onto the stage and looks out. "Hey'm Ti'nel! Ye goota try dis! S'gret seein' op herr!"
Gordo Wednesday March 19th, 2003 7:39:59 AM
"Bog, son!" calls the big man, leaping up onto the stage to join the wild wizard. "You're the main spellcaster, what do you say to making the wine heavier, or invisible, or intangible, or creating an illusion of the wine, or setting up protection glyphs? Could you cast Grease on it if someone tried to take it? Or all of those things? Do you know any of the spells that could do those things? Or could you cast them if we bought some scrolls from the Catacombs?"
He turns to the others. "If we can make the wine as hard as possible to take using magic, then we can concentrate on thumping anyone who tries to take it. We have 2500 GP from Happy, should we spend some on scrolls?"
Bralin Wednesday March 19th, 2003 10:33:35 AM
The dwarf nods at Tiree, returns Syr's handshake, gives the half orc cleric a long look, and then takes the proferred chair.
In answer to Syr and Tiree questions, he replies "At your service. I made a debt-pledge to Lady Flaust. She bade me to assist her "Orphans" to fulfill that debt. Thus, I have come."
(I don't know what Sense Motive does, however Bralin has truthfully answered and has no intent to deceive or mislead. He also believes his answer to be satisfactory.)
Turning to Happy, Bralin continues. "My Lord, do you fear theft or in-fighting?"
Drew Wednesday March 19th, 2003 11:34:07 AM
Drew looks to hapy and says "We take the job!" then to Gordo and claps him on the back. "Good plan!!! You and I sit on it and hit anyone who tries to take it!!!!!"
Tionel Thursday March 20th, 2003 12:01:05 AM
Tionel eagerly climbs onto the stage and looks around. "This is great, Bog! Say, do you know any illusions or anything? We could put on a great show here..."
Drew Thursday March 20th, 2003 10:40:29 AM
Drew Jumps up and down "I said well take the Job!!!!"
Turin Thursday March 20th, 2003 2:11:17 PM
Turin chuckles quietly as his boisterous mostly younger friends gleefully accept the job. He starts looking around, thinking on what he'd do if he were trying to steal from here.
DM kent Thursday March 20th, 2003 8:42:04 PM
Relief floods Happy's face as you accept the job. See I just knew Waard Grace was shining on me this week. Make yourselves at home look the place over and let me know if you need any of your pay in advance for equipment and such. I really don't need to be let in on every little thing you do but when you have your final plan ready and in place let me know.
(ooc Ok I am lifting the one post rule through tuesday so that you all may work out what you are planning. Use the maps I sent play with them if needed and let me know what you have in store.)
Aleyna OOC Thursday March 20th, 2003 11:17:43 PM
Kent, I haven't gotten the maps :(
Aleyna, is this your email addy?
seanarain@direcway.com
Bog Friday March 21st, 2003 5:03:24 AM
Bog stomps on the stage, "Hey'm yousa wosername--uh, Hoppy? I's stay op heer if'n ya don' mind."
Turning to Tionel he continues, "Yos Ican doo da 'lusion stoff while yoo musicify it. Ahhhh, soory Gordoo, don' know no glyphsn'ithins. Ah kin mek de wine disoppeer, thoo", he grins.
Bralin Friday March 21st, 2003 8:40:58 AM
"If chiefly theft concerns ye, I'd suggest an alarm stone."
Drew Friday March 21st, 2003 10:44:11 AM
no maps here.....
Gordo Friday March 21st, 2003 12:08:07 PM
The big man nods at the bits of Bog's speech he understands.
"Right then. Well Drew, looks like we're on thumping duty. Funny how it always seems to work out that way."
Bralin Friday March 21st, 2003 12:50:07 PM
The dwarf continues to sit and watch the group.
"Have none of ye run a guard before?" he wonders aloud.
"We must post in shifts, four and four, else we become too fatigued. Two run a watch 'tween the cellar and yon platform (the gaming area), and two 'tween the balcony entrance and the lower.
Yon wizard can detect for magic in the cellar 'ere the wine arrives, and then again day by day. I can assist him.
An alarm stone in the cellar twould warn of trespassers."
Tionel Friday March 21st, 2003 1:25:19 PM
The elf blinks at the dwarf's sensible words. "That's a wonderful idea! So far it seems like we've been preparing for the concert itself, while you're thinking about between then and now. Good idea. I still think we should make the wine hard to move, and we should definitely explore this place, checking everything. I volunteer to help in the search, except the basement. I, er, really don't like dark, closed spaces." Looking somewhat embarassed, he tips his hat to Bralin. "By the by, I'm Tionel...that tall one is Drew, and that's Gordo, and here's Bog. Oh, and there's Syr, and Turin...and that beautiful, luscious, gorgeous, stunning, breathtaking, wonderfully dressed, with lustrous dark hair and quick temper...nope can't remember her name. I'm just kidding. It's Tiree." Tionel is ready to duck if she throws anything at him.
Turin Friday March 21st, 2003 1:49:14 PM
Turin looks at the Dwarf. "I personally was thinking along the lines of setting up a few traps, especially some tell-tales, such as bells that will ring if the wine is disturbed, etc."
Gordo Sunday March 23rd, 2003 3:46:16 PM
The big man slaps the dwarf on the back with a guffaw. "You're a sharp one son! Shifts. Good thinking. I volunteer for the first!"
And once he has located the wine he stand in front of it, arms crossed, peering into the shadows as if challenging them to try something.
Syr Monday March 24th, 2003 4:12:57 AM
Shaking his head at the dwarf, "My parents were in the guard. Since then, I've tried to stay away from that line of work..." His eyes glaze over as he concentrates on the past. With a small jump he refocuses on the problem at hand, "What's an Alarm Stone and are they cheap? Turin may have a more affordable idea with some strategically placed bells or glasses..."
Bralin d20+4=14 Monday March 24th, 2003 9:44:33 AM
The dwarf watches Gordo post himself at the wine cellar without expression.
He glances at Syr, and ponders the question for a moment. "An alarm stone is a magical device that sounds a mighty alarm once disturbed. Tis not inexpensive, but likely falls within the monies provided by our employer. With out proximity to said cellar, Turin's solution is likely sufficient."
The dwarf stands, and calls to Bog, "Good wizard! Shall we commence to the cellar?"
Bralin walks into the cellar and searches for any unusual stonework (Search 14). While there he tells Gordo, "Once I'm complete, I shall rest for the second shift".
Bralin (OOC) Monday March 24th, 2003 9:46:03 AM
Typo --
Should be "With OUR proximity to said cellar"
Drew Monday March 24th, 2003 11:48:09 AM
I can thump people.....
Tiree Monday March 24th, 2003 4:49:13 PM
Overhearing Tionel introducing everyone, Tiree looks about for something to throw at him. Slipping one of her daggers out, she tosses it in hand a moment until she catches Tionel's eye. Smiling she shakes her head and puts the dagger away.
Moving closer to him, she murmurs in his ear, "One of these days you're gonna get yourself hurt, boy." And she quickly kisses his cheek before turning away and hollering at Bralin.
"I've never been any good at setting traps. I've always been to one who got around them. I really don't know how much help I'll be setting things up, but I'll do my best on guard duty. I'll do better during the day since I can't see too well at night. Those who can see well at night ought to have the night shift, I think."
Bog Tuesday March 25th, 2003 12:19:38 AM
"Gor! Aye! I'd be along wit ya rite naow shortly."
He trundles off the stage and follows the dwarf into the cellar. He tiptoes listening to the creak of the stairs, walking slower and slower and slowly waves his hands in front of him. "Gor! Jes lak hom. Naow... Flot lak a twotterflae, bing lak a bee, sho all majik stoff to me!"
[Detect Magic] He looks around the cellar room holding his hands out. He looks high. He looks low. He looks closely at the new and rare bottles of wine that call out to him saying "Drink Me!"
Drew Tuesday March 25th, 2003 10:10:18 AM
I Thump good.
Turin Tuesday March 25th, 2003 4:06:32 PM
Turin will do his best to set up a few telltale traps around the wine. Lines strung with bells, or connected to bells, etc.
Gordo Tuesday March 25th, 2003 4:39:34 PM
"Righto lad." nods Gordo to Bralin.
Standing guard, Gordo does some pondering. "Would lookouts help, do you think?" he rumbles, not at all familiar with organising such duties, rather with performing them.
He grins at Drew. "Yeah, old son. You an' me both!" And he slaps his fist into his open palm. "Now all we need is someone to thump!"
Tionel Tuesday March 25th, 2003 6:10:09 PM
Tionel makes a loooong search of the area of the stage, just in case there's a trapdoor or something. (Taking 20 for a search, +3 wisdom, +2 elven ability). "I'll take whatever shift you want, guys. I think the main thing is to prepare for the celebration itself, but you guys are right. Something might happen, especially with all the magic about this inn." When his search is concluded, he takes a seat at the bar, trying to imagine how the final setup will be from there, as he asks Happy for something light to drink.
DM Kent Tuesday March 25th, 2003 6:38:41 PM
Ok Guys and Gals, I need your plan of how/what you are going to do specified according to rooms and man power take today to complete and get it organised and back to me so that we have little confusion. The real fun starts in the next few days.
So far I am liking your thinking and ideas, now I just need it all put together.
Bralin Wednesday March 26th, 2003 1:04:54 PM
Lets take 16 hour shifts, with the four hours overlapping in the evening whenever our employer thinks it will be most busy.
I will take night shift and guard the entrance to the cellar. I will spend most of the time inside the totally dark cellar to take advantage of my ability to see in the dark. I will make careful inspection of the stone to make sure nobody is tunnelling in.
The two elves and Drew can also be on night shift.
Others should check the upper rooms before the event to check for suspicious activities. During the event, someone (probably two) should be on the balcony, watching the street entrances.
When we're all up, we should have some rovers mixing in with the crowd.
DM Kent Wednesday March 26th, 2003 10:18:16 PM
As Bog and Turing go downstairs to the cellar They meet Happy coming up with what is obviously two delivery people as you go down he tells you that the Purple Wine is in the first four casks right at the bottom of the stairs.
Bog gets no reading from anything in the cellar as being magical in nature.
Turin inspects the area and then gets to work creating a few simple traps. I need you to roll a disable device roll for each simple trap you want to make. DC 10
Tionel finds no trap doors on or around the stage, nor in the dressing rooms.
Bralin inspects the stone and finds it in fine shape, not quite dwarven work but very sturdy and well built.
Gordo and Drew start guarding the wine cellar and looking for something to thump.
With the 5 of you down here with all the casks of wine it is getting awfully crowded.
Bog Thursday March 27th, 2003 2:41:27 AM
Bogs eyes the scrumptious looking wine, then sees Gordo and Drew come thumping down the stairs.
"Nup'm majicicfied don heer. I's god opsteers neow 'nd hep Ti'nel git redy."
He pushes his way up through the bodies and keeps his spell going. As he emerges back into the main room he checks quickly to see if anything upstairs is magical too. Then he goes up on the stage.
"Walp, Ti'nel, ya redy?"
Tionel Thursday March 27th, 2003 6:24:35 AM
Heard clanging about in the kitchen momentarily, Tionel emerges looking somewhat shamefaced. He quickly dusts himself off and sits on the side of the stage. He gently pulls out a magnificently crafted silver flute. He's about to test it, when he blinks...stopping. "Y'know, I don't know if I really can perform without an audience." He hops down, saying, "Say, Bog...why don't we do this later, and have a chat first? I'm curious about a few things..." When they're sitting and comfortable, Tionel bursts excitedly into questions, "Tell me about yourself...and where on the Wold did you get your accent from? Say, do you think Tiree likes me? Most girls do, I'm afraid. It's so dreadful. Say, you're a mage, are you like, a specialist or whatever? I think magic is really interesting...never did have a knack for it myself, though." He seems half-joking, half-serious, his eyes filled with amusement.
(Basically, if we're spending hours on end on guard with each other, might as well do some in character...Tionel will gladly take watches, though he's not admittedly the greatest at this task, and isn't quite sure what he could do if somebody did take the wine.)
Gordo Thursday March 27th, 2003 8:16:12 AM
Gordo practices some shadow boxing as he stands guard with Drew.
"I tell you, son, nothing beats a good fistfight!" he grins. "Gets the blood pumping, make syou feel alive! What say one day we have us a sparring contest?"
Bralin Thursday March 27th, 2003 8:17:38 AM
"The stone is pure" Bralin reports. "I shall now rest for the night."
The dwarf tracks down Happy, "Good sir, have you a barracks where we may take our rest?"
Once he gets an answer, he'll tell Gordo where that place is and then turn in.
Drew Thursday March 27th, 2003 9:49:07 AM
When it comes time for drews watch drew sits with his axe across him lap legs crossed and eyes half closed. Looking at Gordo he smiles. "Im sure you would win any sparing contest we would have." Drew seems completely at peace suddenly. Looking about you notice he has positioned himself in such a way as to see the whole room and in a positon that would allow him to command a battle should one break out within this room. Planning and diplomacy have never been Drews forte but when a battle breaks out him military like mind has often seen weaknesses in the enemy that others have missed. He could be death himself or perhaps to others the protective right arm of Domi.
Syr Thursday March 27th, 2003 2:02:16 PM
Hearing Bralin's question he opts to stay a little closer to his friends and searches around for someplace out of the way. Before doing so, he walks up to the dwarf and volunteers, "I would like to team up with you on the watch unless anyone objects?" During the downtime Syr curls up near the stage to stay readied for his watch and the party.
Turin d20+7=21 d20+7=26 d20+7=16 d20+7=12 Thursday March 27th, 2003 3:29:07 PM
Turin sets up a number of traps around the wine, simply so that if anyone disturbs the area, it will ring a number of small bells. He includes at least two that, if someone tries to disable them, will still ring bells.
Bog Friday March 28th, 2003 3:12:44 AM
Bog shrugs and sits on the edge of the stage. "Hit'sa wahn Icame wit'. Livin down on da traysh levl in da sew'r. An' no...Ah thin' Ty'ree laks huhself....'nd I...uh...speshaliz' in stank."
Tiree Friday March 28th, 2003 4:59:59 PM
Since getting through, not setting up, traps is more Tiree's line, she waits around and does whatever she is told to. She is more than ready to follow the lead in this adventure.
Tionel Monday March 31st, 2003 2:40:06 AM
"Well...stank? Erg...that's okay, I guess." Tionel shakes his head in bemusement. "You really think Tiree just thinks of herself? Well, most women do, I guess. Still...nothing wrong with that. She is kinda pretty, though. Awww, who cares. Anyways...I'll stay watch with ya. Maybe we can sample some of the wine while off watch..."
Syr Monday March 31st, 2003 2:56:02 AM
Syr waits patiently and well rested for his shift.
Gordo Monday March 31st, 2003 6:47:48 AM
Gordo, on first shift, fights the drowsiness he feels, and starts hopping up and down, keeping his circulation going.
DM Kent d20+4=19 d20+4=6 d20+4=13 d20+4=19 d20+4=18 d20+4=17 d20+4=15 d20+4=22 Monday March 31st, 2003 6:50:46 PM
Bog's check of the upstairs finds no particular suprises. Only the fireplaces radiate transport magic.
Bralin and any others are shown to a room upstirs where they can all crash for their rest times.
Drew and Gordo in the basement get a little suprise when all of a sudden the bells that Turin set up start ringing. They look around and see several mice climbing/hanging along the wires.
Syr Tionel, Turin, and Tiree are up in the main room chatting when the alley door basically is thrown off its hinges. "SWhere ISH the Keeeprsh of thish Eshtablisssssment!!!"
Falling through the door is a very large and very drunk Centaur, Behind him you can see several more Taurs as well.
Swheres ish he! My name ish Beltarin ***BEELLCCHH*** an I wantsh to shee the ownersh rice now."
Tionel d20+10=13 Tuesday April 1st, 2003 12:42:34 AM
Tionel hops forward confidently (or at least acting so!). "He's busy at the moment. Can we help you? Say, would you like maybe a bite of cheese or something? I'm sure we can get you some." He tries to sound helpful and friendly...(Diplomacy check 13... :P man, my rolls always suck!)
Gordo d20+5=20 Tuesday April 1st, 2003 4:24:45 AM
Gordo shoos the mice away from the bell wires, and as he does so he thinks he hears a loud crash from upstairs (Listen 20).
"Hey Drew, did you hear that? That big crashing sound? That can't be good, can it?"
Bralin Tuesday April 1st, 2003 8:44:03 AM
Bralin turns to whoever shows him the upstairs room, "Tell everyone where we be, and should trouble commence, hasten here to raise the alarm."
Then, he goes to sleep.
Drew d20=14+?? Tuesday April 1st, 2003 9:54:01 AM
Drew rises and draws his axe and then fades into the shadows, waiting and watching.
Syr d20+4=12 d20+4=16 Tuesday April 1st, 2003 2:53:39 PM
Syr jumps as the door crashes in and quickly moves to it. "I'm sorry sir, we are closed at the moment, if you would like to return in a few days, I'm sure we can accomodate you and your friends." (Diplomacy 12) As he is speaking he tries to close the door to prevent anyone else from entering. (Str 16) If the door is truely off it's hinges then he uses his strength to firmly push away anyone from coming in.
Turin d20=15 Tuesday April 1st, 2003 3:11:36 PM
Turin looks at the 'taur. "Please, sir, you are drunk. Perhaps you should try coming back when you're sober?" (Diplomacy 15)
Beltarin d20+5=22 d20+5=25 Tuesday April 1st, 2003 8:21:29 PM
Looking down at Tionel, Turin, and Syr, Beltarin continues, "Whoos ares yousss all. Yooos not the ownersh. I'm isshh here for the wine tashting. we boughts our ticketss monthss ago and nowsthey been shhtolen. Ssho we're not levin til we knowswhats gonnbe dones abouit."
Gordo and Drew do indeed hear the racket upstairs. Drew steps into the shadows as Gordo heads toward the stairs, as several more mice run around the cellar.
Drew - roll listen check DC 12 Gordo roll listen check DC 16
Bralin gets assured that he will be notified if he is needed and goes off to rest.
Drew d20=19 Wednesday April 2nd, 2003 9:43:16 AM
Drew hiding in the shadows listens intently hearing much.
Listen 19
Gordo d20+5=20 Wednesday April 2nd, 2003 11:03:35 AM
Gordo, standing near the door, is easily able to hear what is going on. He whispers what he hears back to drew.
Turin Wednesday April 2nd, 2003 2:04:01 PM
Turin looks at the centaur. "The wine-tasting isn't here yet. If you want to speak to the owners, give us a place to reach you, and we'll make sure they talk to you."
Syr d20+2=11 Wednesday April 2nd, 2003 3:59:04 PM
Standing in the doorway he tries to calm down the big centaur, "Would you be able to give us a desciption of the people who stole from you? Might I recommend waiting OUTSIDE for them to show up so that you may identify them?" (Diplomacy 11)
He continues to block the doorway to prevent any others from entering. He screams loudly for "GORDO and ...that DWARF, get in here!"
DM Kent d20+8=22 Wednesday April 2nd, 2003 9:38:04 PM
Bralin hears a bellow for " Gordo and That Dwarf" as do Drew and Gordo themselves.
Gordo is focussed on what is going on upstairs and hears it all.
Drew through the translating and the bellowing and the mice, thinks he heard something move near the rear of the cellar, but he is not positive with all the noise.
Syr tries to be diplomatic with a drunk and irritated, angry centaur and finds himself flying across the room after he is grabbed and tossed.
Beltarin snorts and looks around at Turin and Tionel. " Now am I going to get to see the Owner or do I have to bust this place up?"
Tionel d20+7=24 Thursday April 3rd, 2003 1:04:28 AM
The fair-faced elf realizes that these guys are just totally raucous drunks. Talking to them won't help...responding angrily will just provoke a fight. He has to trick them out...somehow. "Hey look!!!" he cries out, pointing behind them. "There goes the owner...I saw him just outside. He saw you guys, and headed away pretty fast. You'd better go catch him!" He tries to put his heart into this, like as though it's just an act...hoping his lie convinces them. At the very least, it gets them outside and away from anything breakable. (Perform check: 24! Or it'd be a diplomacy check 17+9=26. If it were just intimidation, it'd be 20...)
Bralin Thursday April 3rd, 2003 10:08:12 AM
Bralin springs up and hurries downstairs toward the sounds of commotion.
He carries axe and shield in hand.
Drew Thursday April 3rd, 2003 10:31:01 AM
Drew casts see invisable and moves quietly to the rear of the room.
(OOC Im not sure I can cast that.....)
Syr Thursday April 3rd, 2003 1:31:59 PM
The elf snarls in anger at being tossed aside and gets up ready for a fight. He concentrates for a moment and his skin takes on a bluish tinge (Lesser Natural Armor +1). With a flick of his wrist, his great axe appears in his hands as if from nowhere.
Gordo d20+3=8 d20+5=13 Thursday April 3rd, 2003 5:15:44 PM
The big fellow is about to tear up the stairs towards the source of the ruckus when he spots Drew creeping slowly about. Something tells him now is not the time for yelling. If the big half orc has spotted something it may be wise to wait until he's figured out what it is, though he sees little through the gloom of the cellar (Spot 8, Listen 13). Instead he waits, to see if the cries from upstairs grow frantic, and if Drew really has spotted something. Their first duty is to protect the wine, and he can do that best by sticking close to it.
Bog Friday April 4th, 2003 5:29:11 AM
Bog rolls over from his sleeping place against the back wall of the stage.
Drew Friday April 4th, 2003 9:30:09 AM
Drew spotting Gordo nods his head around to the other side. Silently telling him to encircle the back of the room, then putting a finger to his lips he clearly means quietly.
Turin d20=8 d20+5=12 Friday April 4th, 2003 3:20:43 PM
Turin chuckles, as he takes out his spiked chain. "He's not here, and if you tear things up, I do believe you'll be paying a fine fine." He smiles. "Now, if you want to wait until you are sober to speak, we'll have no problems, but if you persist in making a scene, you leave us no choice." (Gah. My gunboat diplomacy and Intim rolls sucked. 8 and 12.)
Beltarin Friday April 4th, 2003 10:05:48 PM
Tionel's call about the owner heading down the street gets Beltarin's attention and he motions for his buddies to go after the person that is seen going around the corner. Beltarin then looks around at Turin and Syr with their weapons in hand and sees Bralin coming down the stairs with his weapon in hand and says, Now whysh you goin to mesh with our fun and pull out weaponsh. I haven taken mine out but I can if yoush wan me to."
It is at this time that you notice what must be one of the largest swords you have ever seen sheathed at his side.
DM Kent Friday April 4th, 2003 10:16:00 PM
(OOC, Anthony, I don't see where Drew can cast any spells at least not according to the PC sheet I have?)
Drew is certain he hears something like a step coming from the back of the cellar as he sneaks forward. (move silent DC 15 to avoid all the bells and whistles you all set up.)
Gordo starts moving around the other way as best as he can and also hears what could have been an inhaled breath. His progress is also slowed by the alarms that you set. (Move silently DC 15)
Bog blinks awake as he looks around the room and sees what is what.
Tionel d20+9=10 Saturday April 5th, 2003 12:46:46 AM
Tionel mumbles to himself... (spellcasting, if anyone has spellcraft ;) ) and waves his hands at the guy, then says, "Hey, I understand your problem. If some guy cheated me out of money, I'd be angry too. Tell you what, I'll help you find him...he's not here right now, though. And we really don't want to fight... I mean, it wouldn't even be fun for you to fight us. I mean, look at me, do you think I could even pick up that big sword, let alone be a challenge to you? Tell you what...how much did he cheat you? Why don't we go to a bar, and we'll share as much wine as he cheated you out of...on me, though. I'll pay back the sum he owes you, and take it up with him myself. How's that sound?" Attempting to cast a charm person spell on him (DC 16 to resist), followed by trying to be as diplomatic as possible (Diplomacy check 10, natural one rolled :P...I can't roll good on these dice! Aaaaaaagh!)
Gordo d20+5=17 d20+3=11 d20+5=16 Saturday April 5th, 2003 3:42:39 PM
Gordo creeps towards the source of the sound, thankful that he asked Tionel to show him the locations of the bell traps (Move Silent 17). He gazes into the gloom, trying to make out where the breathing might have come from (Spot 11, Listen 16).
Bralin Saturday April 5th, 2003 10:04:15 PM
Bralin shoots a quick glance over to the wine cellar, but otherwise stands silently, axe in hand.
Syr (Lesser Natural Armor) Monday April 7th, 2003 2:41:05 AM
Syr blinks in surpise at Tionel's offer to pay as if the idea of a peaceful settlement never occured to him. He stops and fidgets nervously, unsure of the centaur's reaction and what to do now. Glancing between the two he decides to wait on the creature's reaction before moving.
Turin Monday April 7th, 2003 6:07:22 PM
Turin shrugs. "We just weren't sure what you were going to do."
Bog d20+2=11 d20+2=3 Monday April 7th, 2003 8:59:00 PM
Bog dusts off his nice fine clothes and hops off the stage. He sidles around the room toward the exit, hopefully not having to go through the centaur.
"Pard'n," he says as he exits, especially if he's blocked at all. He opens the door again and pops his head out quick to see if anyone is right outside. Then he goes around the inn seeing if he sees or hears anything suspicious.
{Spot 11, Listen 3]
DM kent d20=1 Tuesday April 8th, 2003 6:27:57 AM
As Bog looks out the door he sees and hears what looks to be a fairly fat merchant being chased by four assorted Taurs and about to be nabbed. Luckily the Taurs are all quite drunk as they a falling and staggering quite a bit, but the merchant is huffing and puffing and tiring quickly.
Beltarin stops and shakes his head for a moment, and then as if seeing you all clearly for the first time says, " Nopes don wan yous money wantsh our ticketsh. Wezz wash to be at the tashting. Ish a bery important and religioush thing for us. Musht be there. At this point he hangs his head and starts weeping.
Gordo and Drew see wo shadowy human figures replacing lids on to two very large casks in the back.
Drew d20=18 Tuesday April 8th, 2003 9:53:09 AM
Drew silently makes his way to the back of the room where he can see the figures. If they havent seen him he prepares to cast.
(OOC: Drew is a 5th level character. 3 barbarian / 2 Protector of Domi)
Turin Tuesday April 8th, 2003 4:07:25 PM
Turin nods. "Maybe if you talk to the owner, and explain it, when you're sober, things will all turn out better. If you try to explain it now, he might just turn you away."
Gordo d20+8=28 d20+8=24 2d8(7+8)+4=19 Tuesday April 8th, 2003 4:12:58 PM
Keeping perfectly still the big man tries to make out what the two are up to. How did they get in? And what are they doing with those casks?
Suddenly realisation dawns; they must have been hiding in the casks! They must have been here all along, waiting to sneak out and grab the wine under cover of darkness! He clenches his fists, then charges out of the darkness towards the nearest of the two figures.
He swings a fist with devastating power as he closes, aiming for the shadowy figure's chin (Crit threat, hits AC 24, 19HP if Crit! 9HP if not, subdual damage either way, Stunning Attack, target must succeed vs DC 16 or be stunned next round).
Bralin d20+2=5 Tuesday April 8th, 2003 8:51:36 PM
The dwarf continues to stand silently, with his axe held non-threateningly at his side.
Bralin remains totally still, with only his head occasionally swivelling from the wine cellar, to the drunken centaur, to Bog, and back to the centaur. He's just waiting for something to happen.
(Listen check 5)
DM Kent Tuesday April 8th, 2003 9:18:30 PM ( OOC: Ok I need updated sheets from everyone ASAP. Anth the sheet I have for Drew is 3rd level Barb only)
Syr Wednesday April 9th, 2003 2:26:57 AM
Syr hears the centaur's words and sudden comprehension dawns on his face. He moves forward cautiously and carefully moves his hand to the centaur's forehead. After a moment a red glow appears from under his hand as the elf concentrates. (Lesser body adjustment=+1 on next fortitude save, not sure if it will work but I thought it might sober him up and combat the 'poison'.) "So! What seems to be the problem? You mentioned something about religion?"
(Kent you should have Syr's already 3/2)
DM kent d20+5=21 d20+7=25 d20+4=17 2d4(4+4)+6=14 Wednesday April 9th, 2003 7:06:51 AM
As Drew readies his spell, he sees a flash of movement as Gordo charges in fists a flailing sending a partially suprised thief flying into the wall to lie there for a moment or two the other thief reacts with some amazing speed and sends two daggers at Gordo, sticking him twice for 14 points.
Beltarin shakes his head as Syr does his thing and then passes out.
Bralin hears a crash come from the cellar/
Drew (Take Under Wing -5) d20+6=8 Wednesday April 9th, 2003 9:45:55 AM
Drew shakes his head at the impetuious Gordo and then Bellows at the top of his lungs, "TO MEEEEEE, RATS IN THE CELLAR. TO MEEEEEE!"
He then rushes forewart to attack the Thives. Taking Gordo underhis wing and protecting his friend he focuses his attack energy on helping his friend. (Gordo has +5 to AC) He then strikes out at one of the thieves. Missing the attack.
Slashing out with his Axe
Bralin Wednesday April 9th, 2003 3:50:35 PM
"Trouble!" the dwarf barks.
Dismissing the scene around the unconscious centaur, Bralin sprints to the cellar.
Turin Wednesday April 9th, 2003 4:21:24 PM
Turin, looking at the unconscious centaur, hear's Bralin's shout, and quickly runs after him, probably beating him downstairs. He tries to figure out what's going on as soon as he can see anything.
Gordo (19 HP, AC 23) d20+4=16 d20+4=10 d8+2=3 d8+2=4 Wednesday April 9th, 2003 4:57:45 PM
Wincing with pain, the big man ignores the knife wielder and the blood running freely down his shoulder, instead pressing home his attack against his original target. This time he launches a rapid combination of body blows, but he is unable to make the swings really count (Hit AC 16 and 10 for 3 and 4 points).
As he ducks and weaves he nods to Drew with a grin. "Thanks, old son! I appreciate you keeping an eye out for me! And as for you" he glowers at the knife wielder, "You'll be getting your lumps when I'm done with your pal here!"
Tionel Wednesday April 9th, 2003 7:55:30 PM
Tionel frowns as the fight begins downstairs. Thieves must be here, already... knowing he's not good in a fight, and besides, it'll be pressing quarters down there, Tionel mostly shuts the door to the inn and peeks outside, keeping an eye and ear peeled for anything out of the ordinary while drawing a dagger out.
Syr Thursday April 10th, 2003 3:30:10 AM
Syr leaves the unconscience centaur when he hears Drew shouting. He moves to the top of the stairs and stops peeing down below. "Tiree, if you stay here, I'll go down there. There is only one exit so just make sure no one comes out?" (If Tiree joins him at the stairs he proceeds cautiously down).
Drew Thursday April 10th, 2003 9:34:08 AM
Drew waits to attact till its his turn.
DM kent d20+6=13 d20+6=22 d20+4=24 d20+4=5 d6+4=7 d6+4=5 Thursday April 10th, 2003 6:43:10 PM
Tionel watches as the rest of the crew head downstairs and after drawing a dagger opens the door and peers out. He immediately closes it again as he sees the other three taurs heading back with a very roughed-up and abused looking merchant that is being dragged screeming behind them.
Bralin, Turin and Syr rush down to the cellar and arrive to see Drew and Gordo engaged, in very tight quarters, with two darkly attired individuals.
Gordo attacks T1 again and manages to just connect (AC 16) with his first strike
Drew tries attacking his foe(T2)and does indeed miss (AC18).
T1 draws his sword and swings at Gordo but misses as he is still shaken from the fall.
T2 also draws his sword and with a feral growl launches himself at Drew with two quick slashes of his blade, connecting twice, with the second one nearly causing some serious damage. (12 points damage.)
Turin d20+8=23 2d4(2+1)+3=6 d20=10 Thursday April 10th, 2003 9:31:08 PM
Turin charges in, whipping his chain at the one who hit Drew, striking with finesses and power (Hits AC 23, does 6 damage, my AC is down 2 this round, dodging the guy I'm attacking). He quickly shouts, "They're down here!" (Bluff check of 10)
Tionel Friday April 11th, 2003 1:00:44 AM
Tionel sighs and shutters the door, pushing a big table and chair in front of it...not sure how much that's gonna help. He looks at the door leading downstairs, but is pretty sure he won't be able to help...
Drew (Take Under Wing -5) d20+6=12 Friday April 11th, 2003 9:36:34 AM
Drew growling lashes out at the thief, suddenly this combat has become deadly. The Orc lashes out at the thief but again misses.
(OOC: All Alies within 5 feet get the +5 bonus to AC)
Bralin d20+7=12 Friday April 11th, 2003 9:47:06 AM
The dwarf steps into the cellar behind Turin, but stops right at the bottom of the stairs.
With his darkvision, he easily takes in the scene.
"Two of the enemy," he reports factually to Syr (on the stairs), "We be five. No room to attack."
Bralin holds action for an opening. Should an ally go down, the dwarf will attempt to pull him back to the stairs. If he has room to attack, he steps in with his axe, missing (AC12).
Syr Friday April 11th, 2003 3:07:47 PM
The elf crouches on the stairs and looks on at the scene. Seeing the blood on the monk, "Gordo, You are hurt! Move out of the way so that Bralin can get in there."
If Gordo is able to get out of the combat, Syr hands him a healing potion (1d8+1).
Gordo (HP 19, AC 23) d20+4=11 d20+4=5 Friday April 11th, 2003 6:37:08 PM
The big man grins as he hears Syr's concerned voice behind him, oblivious to the blood flowing down his arm. "Me, hurt? This is just a wee scratch, lad! I'll show you hurt!" and Gordo aims another rapid punch combo at his opponent. However the big man's bravado is clearly greater than his skill, for he misses hopelessly with both punches. "Well, maybe I'll show you hurt in a moment" he adds, somewhat ruefully. "Come on in, Bralin old son, there's plenty of these jokers to go around!" And he takes a 5 foot step backwards towards the cask behind him, allowing the dwarf to join the battle against his opponent.
Bog Saturday April 12th, 2003 5:43:08 PM
"Tsk, tsk, tsk..." says Bog shaking his head.
"Dom 'orseheads."
He opens the door a bit and mumbles then points at the Taurs carrying the man and aims under their feet.
[Grease centered on the Taurs.]
He then closes and bolts the door and wnd watches out the window.
DM kent d20+6=26 d20+6=21 d20+4=18 d20+6=10 d6+4=10 d6+4=5 Saturday April 12th, 2003 8:56:29 PM
Turin rushes in to the small area that just got smaller and nearly takes Drew's head off with the chain's follow through after connecting solidly with his opponent.
Gordo misses and jumps back five feet to try and let Bralin in to the melee.
Syr watches and waits looking for an opportune moment for some action.
Tionel blocks the door only to have Bog move it aside to cast his spell at the innebriated taurs. He and Tionel then move to a window to watch what happens.
The Taurs hit the grease spell and don't even realized what has happened. They are so drunk that they think they just fell down and are having a time of it getting up. The poor fellow they are dragging, though, is by far getting the worst of it as several times he is hit by flailing hooves and limbs.
As Gordo steps back, his foe connects with a viscious blow (Crit trheat AC 26 crit roll AC 21 for 15 points)
Drews opponent whether confused by the charging Turin and his chain, or for some other reason tries to attack both his opponents once each and manages to miss both times.
Tionel Sunday April 13th, 2003 2:43:05 AM
"ooh..ouch..um... I think one of us should go get some cops or something, for both the problems down there and that guy getting beaten up by the centaurs. I'll try to get their attention, and run off. That nifty spell you did, and some good detours, should make them chase and lose me. That sound good to you, Bog?" Tionel waits to see if Bog has a better plan...
Bog Sunday April 13th, 2003 4:22:17 AM
Bog chuckles and nudges Tionel, "'Ey wot! 'ow bout we sommin da cops 'ere!"
He cracks the door again and begins pawing at the air one hand over the other several times slowly, "Toot ' ot rarooty toota toot 'oot....hoot 'oot hoot!"
[Ghost Sound centered above the centaurs about 10 feet. The sound is an alarm type of sound. That of a continuous bitonal pattern like OOOO oooo OOOO oooo OOOO oooo OOOO oooo... It lasts three rounds.]
"'f dat dosn't brang da cops err scar' those whatnots 'orseheads, den go giv chase."
"Ah gots woon more goot idea."
Bog Sunday April 13th, 2003 4:23:36 AM
[The tone/spell is as loud as 12 humans.]
Gordo (4 HP) d20+6=20 d8+2=7 Sunday April 13th, 2003 9:30:33 AM
"Ow!" growls Gordo, blood pouring from a variety of nasty looking wounds. "That hurt!"
Despite the serious nature of his wounds it does not even occur to Gordo to break off the fight. He curls a fist to land a real haymaker, and lashes out at the thief's briefly exposed throat (AC 20 for 7 HP, Stunning Fist: beat Fort DC 16 or be stunned for 1 round).
Looking over his shoulder he half grins, half grimmaces at Bralin "Any time you want some of this wee scoundrel you just go right ahead and help yourself old son!"
Tionel Sunday April 13th, 2003 1:19:45 PM
The elf excitedly claps Bog on the back. "That was magnificent, Bog! I think I'm actually beginning to understand your accent, too." He grins, and then wanders over to the cellar. "I'll go check to see how they're doing down there...sounds like a riot's going on."
Bralin(AC20,Taken under wing) d20+9=28 d10+4=8 Monday April 14th, 2003 8:12:20 AM
Bralin sees Gordo is badly hurt. He also sees he's got a straight shot at the enemy.
Without a word, the dwarf launches himself forward, holding his waraxe ahead of him and using his own momentum to force the blade into the man with a satisfying "thwack".
(Charge, hit AC28 for 8hp dam. Should be next to Drew, so I took the +5 AC bonus.)
Syr Monday April 14th, 2003 2:02:14 PM
Syr moves closer to the combatants looking for an opening to make his attack. He grips his axe tightly in both hands, eager for some action.
Turin (AC 23) d20+6=17 2d4(3+3)+3=9 Monday April 14th, 2003 5:42:19 PM
Turin mutters out a "Sorry about that," to Drew as he swings again, strong, but not as direct. (Hits AC 17, does 9 HP damage)
Drew (Take Under Wing -5) (+5 AC to all alies in 5 feet of me) d20+3=23 d20+6=24 d20+6=20 Tuesday April 15th, 2003 11:16:14 AM
Drew begins to see the battle turning and rushes to place himself between Gordo and his opponent pushing his way between them.
He then begins to shout so all can hear.
"Gordo withdraw, heal up now we need you on the stairs. Syr block off the stairs, keep that escape closed. Everyone else flank these two and keep them guessing. Stay close to me if your worried about being hit."
Then looking at the two thieves with that wild half orc look in his eyes he says.
"Surrender now and you wont have to die. We dont want to kill you and will attempt not to, but we cant be sure and I dont often let enemys live when I begin slashing seriously with this axe."
(Grapple to push between and rolled a nat 20 then a Strngth of 24, and intimidate of 20)
DM Kent d20+4=16 Tuesday April 15th, 2003 12:31:35 PM
With Drew and Bralin shouldering their ways past, Gorda is able to drag himself out of the direct line of fire, leaving quite a bloody trail behind him as he goes.
Bralin wields his axe and slices into Gordo's old opponent.
Drew brandishes his axe, but holds off attacking giving his opponent the chance to surrender.
Syr watches anxiously, axe in hand, and looks for a way to contribute in the tight quarters that the combat is taking polace in.
Turin swings his chain, now with more room since Drew moved and once again connects evoking a curse from his opponent.
Between the grease and the sudden alarm-like sound the taurs in the street take off in different directions, slipping and sliding around but leaving a very bloddied and battered merchant type lying in the street.
...
DM Kent (Thief round) d20+4=16 d20+6=9 Tuesday April 15th, 2003 12:38:27 PM
Once T1 who was once faced only by an unarmed man, is now struck by Bralin's axe and is faced with the threat of a second ax, decides he might want to live a little longer and drops his weapon. Sagging against the wall he slides down it to sit on the floor.
Turins opponent sees his partner surrender and lets out a curse. "#$*&*% Joriuss, You lowlife pondscum feeder. This is the last time I will ever work with you!" That said he takes a swing at Turin and misses. As he makes a feint with his second attack he is playing with something in his pocket and suddenly he is no longer there.
Turin d20+6=10 Tuesday April 15th, 2003 12:52:00 PM
Turin looks around, cursing silently. Then, on a bit of inspiration, he swings once more, a bit wildly, at where the thief was. He pulls it back just before hitting anything important. "Well. He got away, it seems."
Bralin d20+4=24 Tuesday April 15th, 2003 2:43:06 PM
Bralin holds his attack to see what happens.
When the other thief disappears, he drops his axe and grabs each of his opponents' hand in his own.
Maintaining a steel grip on the thief's arms (Strength check 24) he asks, "And what have ye got in your pockets, I wonder?"
Bog Tuesday April 15th, 2003 5:01:31 PM
Holding the drooping brim of his hat up a bit to see better, Bog bustles out into the street to the merchant and places an arm about him.
"'Op you goo, sir. Eezee. W' most git yous rot in a b'g da hos' 'ere. Com, sir. "t not bi sef out 'ere."
He helps the man up and shoulders his pain, half-carrying him if needbe, until they get into the inn, bolting the door behind him. Then he sets him down on the stage and places something under his head and covers his bottom half with a tablecloth or something. (like a blanket)
Gordo d8+1=6 Tuesday April 15th, 2003 6:36:43 PM
Though Gordo is loathe to retreat from a fray, Drew's words sink in, and he backs off. Then, seeing that the situation is in hand he takes the offered healing potion with a nod of thanks and drains it (healed 6 HP, 10 total).
He takes up a defensive position on the stairs, ensuring that no further miscreants get near the wine.
Tionel Tuesday April 15th, 2003 10:08:45 PM
"Seems okay," the cheery elf comments, peeking downstairs. He says, "Hey, you guys, we got rid of the centaurs...wait down here till some guardsmen show up." Heading back over to Bog and the hurt merchant, "Oh dear...he looks pretty wounded. Let me see if I can help out..." Tionel says a few soothing words in what may be elvish, touching the guy's poor head. The wounds stop bleeding, and he looks just a bit better, but not much. (Cure Minor Wounds) "Looks like they're gone...except the drunk one." Tionel looks around for him.
Drew Wednesday April 16th, 2003 10:05:43 AM
Upon seeing the man dissapear Drew grabs a sack of flower and rips it open, spraying it everywhere. "Not so fast little one!!!!"
DM kent Wednesday April 16th, 2003 10:32:59 AM
Bralin grabs hold of his captive and after his question the thief shrugs and doesn't say a thing.
Gordo takes his medicine and still doesn't feel real well, but he tkes up a defensive stance with Syr.
Drew spreads flour everywhere on the floor and through the cellar but other than geting flour everywhere doesn't find anyone, including the vanished thief.
Bog and Tionel bring the battered merchant inside and try administering to his wounds and outside of a few moans the man makes no sound and appears close to death.
Bralin Wednesday April 16th, 2003 12:18:19 PM
Still clamped on to the thief's wrists, Bralin marches the man to the center of the group in the basement.
"Maybe this one's got the same device the other used," he suggests.
Syr Wednesday April 16th, 2003 1:55:46 PM
Syr runs up the stairs and makes sure the door is closed with himelf in front of it. He calls down to the others, "Ask that one what the other used to disappear?"
Turin d20+5=25 Wednesday April 16th, 2003 1:57:31 PM
Turin shrugs. "I don't think he went invisible." He looks around. "Besides, if he does, we'll hear the bells." He turns back to the remaining thief. "So," he says, hefting his spiked chain, "You're going to come clean, right?" (Intim check of 25, natural 20.)
Gordo d20+6=26 d20=5 Wednesday April 16th, 2003 6:14:25 PM
Turning back to the pinned thief Gordo grins a friendly grin. "Sure he is! No need for unpleasantness, now is there? You wanted the wine, we stopped you, no harm done. All we need to know is who you were stealing it for and why, and we can let bygones be bygones. So off you go son, tell us what you know, eh?" As he speaks, playing good cop to Turin's bad cop (Diplomacy 26. Another natural 20! What a team!) he rummages through the thief's pockets, hunting for anything of interest (Search 5).
Tionel d8+4=11 Thursday April 17th, 2003 1:25:19 AM
"Dear me...Wish I'd listened to mother when she was telling me about how to help stop wounds. Well, here, let me try a bit of this, some clover, here, and my mistletoe..." Tionel places some golden leaves on a thin cord around his neck against the merchant's forehead. More words in elvish/magic. (Cure Light wounds on the guy...11 hp! see if that doesn't cure his wounds a bit more. :) ) "Eh, Bog, see if there's any constables about. They're sure to be able to help this poor fellow out. Maybe some brandy would help, too."
Drew Thursday April 17th, 2003 1:51:19 PM
"Dont step in the flower. If hes not here than anyone walking through here will leave tracks."
Tiree Thursday April 17th, 2003 3:39:54 PM
Hearing the fighting stop below, Tiree moves over to the injured merchant.
"Looks like you've patched him up pretty well Tionel. If he needs it, I've got a potion that might help a bit, too. But, we'll wait and see if he needs it."
She sits down next to Bog and Tionel and watches the passed out centaur while the others are busy with the man.
DM kent d20+2=3 Thursday April 17th, 2003 4:56:05 PM
As Tionel, Bog, Syr, and Tiree all crowd around the injured merchant Tionel finally gets a real good look at the poor man and with a slightly muffled gasp ralizes that it is the same man that she pointed out to the taurs as the supposed owner of the bar.
Gordo, Drew, Turin and Bralin crowd around, intimidate and rifle through the thief's pockets only to find a few miscelaneous coins, a local good luck piece, three more daggers secreted around his person, and a tattoo of a black dagger is found on one shoulder.
Drew notices that Syr's foot prints are already mixed in the flour from when he ran up the stairs.
The captive is cowed by Turin's intimidation and faces Gordo who seems much more reasonable at the moment. He thinks for a moment and then whispers.
" Is don' know fer sure how's he left. I s'pect by magik. An'I donbe know'n nutt'n 'bout why we wuz nick'n d'wine." 'onest. We jes pait the delivery guy t' take us in wit d'wine and well... the res you know."
Bog Friday April 18th, 2003 7:21:16 AM
"Hoo deer me" says Bog a bit flustered, "It be da gye wital isdeminbindemda mooney."
He trots over to rip open the cellar door and yells down it. "Hy Dworfin'! Wez gots trubbles, kudya c'mop 'ere n' osk ye fothers n' sons' n' thangs wot 'n 'eal dis bloke?!?"
Gordo d20=12 Friday April 18th, 2003 8:30:44 AM
"I see, I see. Well that's OK son. Clearly you're just the hired help, we don't hold that against you. Say, that's a pretty fancy tattoo you have there. What's that then?"
(Int check 12 to recognize the tattoo).
Bralin Friday April 18th, 2003 8:46:52 AM
Bralin waits silently while Gordo and the others question the thief, apparently content to be a set of living handcuffs forever, if need be.
He cocks his head slightly when Bog yells downstairs, catching "Dwarf", but not much else.
Silently handing an arm to Drew, he goes upstairs and takes in the centaur and injured fat man.
"What?" he asks Bog in confusion, obviously trying to decipher the man's accent.
Drew Friday April 18th, 2003 9:55:12 AM
Drew stays below with the wine and spreads the flower out to be effective.
Turin Friday April 18th, 2003 4:13:39 PM
Turin looks around for the caskets the thieves hid in, taking extra time to make sure he finds them. (Taking 20 on a search, 27)
Tiree Friday April 18th, 2003 10:34:51 PM
Seeing that the merchant is well looked after, Tiree moves over and checks on the centaur.
Bog Saturday April 19th, 2003 3:42:31 AM
Bog firmly grabs the dwarf and hustles him a couple steps into the room and points at the unconscious merchant lying on the stage.
"Kin ya's hep dat man?"
Tionel Sunday April 20th, 2003 3:45:07 PM
"oh my..." Tionel covers his mouth, somewhat ashamed. "I didn't think I was actually pointing at someone...too bad this poor fellow got caught in the middle." Tionel tries to help him get comfortable, hoping that he won't be permanently hurt, and won't hold Tionel responsible...
(Tionel wasn't actually pointing at someone, at least, I thought, when he pointed outside...but it's perfectly possible that someone happened to be where he pointed at at that exact moment. Sucks to be them!)
Syr d20+4=7 Monday April 21st, 2003 4:47:08 AM
Syr moves to the door and stands guard using his vision to help spot any potential threats. (Spot 7)
Drew Monday April 21st, 2003 10:15:28 AM
drew waits
DM kent Monday April 21st, 2003 6:53:34 PM
Drew coats the floor with as much flour as he has and waits breathing the stuff as it gets stirred around.
Gordo finishes asking his questions and recognizes the black blade as the symbol of one of the thief guilds in the Floating City.
Turin easily finds the casks they were in as they are the only two standing on end. Except for a small bag and a pouch they are empty and of no other interest.
The merchant is looking better and sems to be lightly sleeping now.
The centaur is showing signs of walking up.
Syr takes up a post at the door and looking out notices that the street traffic is dying down as it is starting to get dark.
The thief looks at Gordo and asks, " Whatcha guin t'do wit me?
It is now dusk outside and the evening is fast approaching.
Syr Tuesday April 22nd, 2003 2:42:06 AM
Syr spares a glance at the other elf, "Kinda gives new meaning to the phrase 'Watch where you point that thing!' How is our merchant friend doing?" Turning away from Tionel, he continues watching the street looking for any signs of trouble.
Drew Tuesday April 22nd, 2003 9:55:39 AM
Drew goes back to guarding and watching.
Bralin Tuesday April 22nd, 2003 1:36:17 PM
Bralin is surpised when Bog grabs him and hustles him forward. He allows himself to take a couple steps, but then plants his feet.
The dwarf's rather serious center of gravity advantage takes hold and Bralin stops. Fortunately, Bog is already letting go by that time.
Bralin gives Bog a stern look. "Don't do that," he instructs. Then, he trundles over to the sleeping merchant and gives him a look.
"He's fine," the dwarf reports. Then, he points to the waking centaur, "Him too."
Turin Tuesday April 22nd, 2003 4:42:21 PM
Turin picks up the bag and pouch, and starts to go through them.
Gordo Tuesday April 22nd, 2003 5:05:39 PM
Gordo scratches his bushy red sideburns when the captured thief asks what fate awaits him.
"Well son, you did the right thing, laid down your weapon, cooperated an' all, but the fact remains you was trying to rob all this here wine. I don't see as we have any alternitive but to hand you over to the law. I'll put in a good word for you lad, tell them you was just followin' orders and the like, but I'm afraid you'll have to pay for your crime. That's the law, lad."
He looks to his companions to see if they agree with him on this.
Bog Wednesday April 23rd, 2003 7:43:56 AM
Bog looks quirkily as the dwarf trundles, but he does not move but follows him with his eyes and plays with the end of his belt-tie.
"Ohhh, da 'orsehead's arite, eh, wot? WOT?!?? Das 'orsehead ARITE?!?!?" He rushes over to the centaur and tries to grab his sword out of its sheath and get it away from him.
Drew Wednesday April 23rd, 2003 9:09:33 AM
Drew guards.
DM kent Wednesday April 23rd, 2003 5:45:48 PM
The evening rolls on and you somehow manage to get rid of your young thief to some of the authorities, the merchant and the centaur revive and go on there way, and you finally get to have a bite to eat which is interupted several times, by several locals wanting to come to the inn and are a bit put out that the inn is closed.
Also while you eat Happy shows up and listens as you tell about your encounter with the two thieves. He also Tut-tuts about all the hullabaloo about the Taurs stolen tickets and says something about if people aren't smart enough to safeguard their valuables....
He goes on about how lucky he was to have been able to get you to do this for him. Although he does look at Gordo with a bit of concern as he looks so bad.
Almost as an after thought he lets you know that there were 300 tickets sold at 200 gps each and that they are all magical in creation. He also tells you that legitimate tickets will glow blue when a detect magic is cast on them.
He lets you know that the inn will be opening a 10 AM and the tastings will start around the noon hour. The musicians and the help should start arriving earlier in the morning hours.
Turin looks into the bag and finds some coins and 2 gems. In the pouch are two small vials of a light blue liquid.
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DM Kent (Continued.) Wednesday April 23rd, 2003 5:48:09 PM
Just as full darkness falls two things happen.
First you hear a loud scream come from the kitchen area that is suddenly cut off. and you hear several loud thundering booms heard from different sides of the inn outside.
Tionel d20+6=17 d20+6=7 Thursday April 24th, 2003 2:58:21 AM
"Oh dear!" Tionel nervously rushes over to the kitchen and opens the door, as he does so nimbly moving aside slightly so that others can see in as well and just in case someone inside springs out at him. He peeks inside, alertly. (Spot 17, Listen 7)
Gordo (10 HP) Thursday April 24th, 2003 8:18:52 AM
As the party recover from the battle, Gordo asks someone to help him with his wounds. "Could any of you lads or lasses cast some healing magics on me?" He asks. "I'm still hurt pretty bad."
When the scream and booms begin, Gordo looks to Drew and then to the others. "What do you think, old son? You and me stay here and guard the wine, while the others scout?"
He stands near the door, letting those out that wish to go, but keeping the way barred against intruders.
Bralin d8+1=8 d8+1=6 Thursday April 24th, 2003 8:45:37 AM
At Gordo's request, Bralin wordlessly hands the man a potion of Cure Light Wounds (heals 8 hp). Seeing that doesn't do the trick, the dwarf casts his own Cure Light Wounds spell on him (heals another 6 hp).
All the various sounds erupt. Watching Tionel head for the kitchen, Bralin pulls his axe and trots out of the nearest door.
He goes through expecting trouble, stopping and carefully checking the street as soon as he's over the threshold.
Drew Thursday April 24th, 2003 9:50:44 AM
Drew asks the Tavern master to check and make sure all teh items in here are his and that they havent been tampered with and thn he spreads the flower all about again. When the noise comes. Drew nods to Gordo and puts a wand in his belt where it is easily grabbed.
Turin Thursday April 24th, 2003 3:50:53 PM
Turin gets ready for anything, quickly checking outside the inn.
Bog Thursday April 24th, 2003 6:11:28 PM
Bog takes a peek out the window on his way to follow Tionel into the kitchen. He stands in the doorway, holding the door open.
Tiree d20+1=13 d20+1=5 Friday April 25th, 2003 12:03:43 PM
Upon hearing the sounds, Tiree sighs.
"I don't think any of us are going to get any sleep tonight."
Tiree tries to get an idea of just what might have caused the "thumps" outside and just where they might be (Listen 13).
Moving toward the center of the room, she drops one of her returning daggers into her waiting right hand.
(Ignore the second roll...double clicked.)
Syr d20+4=5 Friday April 25th, 2003 5:33:14 PM
Not the type to jump at random sounds, he takes matters into his own hands. The elf slips out the front door and warily looks for the source of the sounds. Trying not to get too far from the entrance he uses his darkvision to spot anything unusual. Unfortunately, other than the obvious, he fails to see much (Spot of 1).
Drew Friday April 25th, 2003 5:49:49 PM
Drew waits...
DM Kent Friday April 25th, 2003 6:30:05 PM
Tionel and Bog rush to the kitchen door throwing it open they see what appears to be five female cooks scurryng around the room. When one of them sees Tionel, she shrieks again and then calms down. "Oh sorry, we didn't mean to disturb you we heard those awful bangs and then saw a very large rat. I just couldn't help it.
Bralin, Turin and Syr step outside the inn to take a look around and suprisingly see absolutely nothing. No people, no animals, no nightlife not a soul seems to be anywhere near where you are.
Drew spreads more of his flour around the cellar and then takes his place on the stairs.
Gordo let's the others go out the door and then takes his place at the door waiting to let them in.
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