Tratain Monday November 10th, 2008 7:43:13 PM
Tratain says to Lord Arrak "We would gladly accept your offer to teleport us to the Vague Lands, as none of us have ever been there before. We may need to make a quick trip to the Catacombs first, I think there is a thing or two that we will need."
To answer Plyf's question Tratain says "We do not keep the Orb with us anymore. The creatures that come out of it are Evil and seek to kill and destroy whomever is around when they come through the Portal. The Orb has no Activators or Deactivators on it that we could ever find. It is just a mechanism that controls a planar gate and it is failing. The Legion soldiers that appear out of the gate are defeatable but very tough. We have no idea what Triggers the portal now, as the Demon we took the Orb from was experimenting on it and Broke it. He haven't tried to communicate with them. They were too busy trying to kill or kidnap people and we were to busy trying to stop them, although even with my tongues spell I am unable to understand what they say."
Dwight hp 99, ac 16 Monday November 10th, 2008 9:07:08 PM
Dwight smiles, finally having a comrade who asks as many questions as he, well nearly as many. "By chance we carried it with us before and well, the remanents of what you saw of Lord Arrak's begonia's was the result and Tratain house now resides only as a pile of rumble. As for the pattern of occurrence, as Tratain said, its broken and unstable. Occurrences are sporatic, but will become increasingly more common as time goes along until the portal remains open and the legion can flood into the Wold." Dwight stops and thinks back to what the scholar said, hoping he phrased it correctly. Content, he sits back ready to go to the Catacombs first then to this new land.
MonthorHit Points:(152 of 155) AC 25 Monday November 10th, 2008 9:23:28 PM
Mees has a necklace of adaptation. That'll keep me breathing. We'll need spells to portect us from the coldness. Don't forget, the pressure of the water can harm us as well if we go to deep.
Arien(HP 67/67: AC: 14 (touch:14) Fly Tuesday November 11th, 2008 11:22:18 PM
"Indeed Monthor, there are many aspects of underwater travel that will need to be accounted for, most I believe will be able to be handled by spells." Arien looks around at the others and continues, "Whatever we decide to do I suggest we do it quickly, our foes do not wait upon us."
Plyf Wednesday November 12th, 2008 6:38:50 AM
"I have a few items, from past adventures and a few coins I earn from time to time, but nothing so grand as an item or the funds for something to take me under the water, especially very deep."
She pulls out her harp and plucks a few notes as she thinks, "Perhaps we could start a fund raiser? There are Dragon Groups that have retired, and perhaps their items are sitting on shelves dusty and unused. We could search them out and see if they would loan us their items? Some call it begging, but if they were to know or our need, they may be interested. It's not as though we will keep them when we are done."
ooc: Almost done with CS. I'm very limited as to my sitting time, so getting done what I can.
VedikCurrent Spells AC 31 (13 touch) HP 214/214 (Wings) Wednesday November 12th, 2008 8:04:38 AM
The old dwarf chuckles. "I'm not sure the Dragon groups are too happy with us at the moment. There have been words changed with the Emerald Dragons." He looks serious for a moment. "And our recent failure may not put us on good terms as well."
He pauses a moment. "Before we go, does everyone have an item that increases their health? If you don't, speak up now please."
DM Matt Wednesday November 12th, 2008 12:26:50 PM
Arrak sighs. "Well . . . I do hate to travel. As alluded to, I have some begonias that may need my attention. But this thing . . . it must be done.
"Let's be about it. To Plateau City, then the Vague Islands." He leaves the room, snapping his fingers for the attendant to follow. A short while later, he reappears, wearing a smart traveler's outfit of dark leather and fine wool.
"It would be most efficient for me to accompany you to the City. Please, draw as little attention to me as possible. I have no desire for attention. In fact, Arien, if you'll bring us to some spot just outside the City, I can relax there while you take care of your business. Then off we go. Yes?" He looks around to be sure everyone assents.
When ready, Arien can bring everyone back to Plateau City. We will assume you take care of business and meet Arrak outside the city limits the following day to leave.
Plyf Wednesday November 12th, 2008 5:17:13 PM
Plyf looks at Arrak in wonderment, "One day? You think we can get this figured out in one day? I need to go to the library and pour over ancient tombs of this place...." She snaps her fingers trying to remember. "Whatever you called it. Then we need to figure out how we are going to get there. If I'm lucky I'll find some evidence or information on these orbs you speak of. How the gods allowed them them to come into existance still leaves me gasping for air." She looks around the room as if lost, with so much to do and no where to start before focusing back in on their host, "And you say we have a day?"
She looks, as if she thought she could, she would smack him up side his head, as noble and regal as it may appear, but instead appears as if an absurdity had just been witnessed.
Dwight hp 99, ac 16 Wednesday November 12th, 2008 6:21:43 PM
Dwight chuckles as Plyf lets off the rant of no time. "Sorry, I don't mean anything, but each day we wait puts everyone in the wold in jeopardy. We spent considerable coin hiring a scholar to pour over what limited details there are for this sunken city. I'd be more than happy to introduce you to him during our one day stop. He'll likely have nothing new to add that he hasn't already told us, but it certainly can't hurt."
OOC: Dwight does not have an item that increases his health, which he does need. What would you suggest? Dwight has the coin to buy it, just don't know what I should buy.
Tratain Wednesday November 12th, 2008 6:32:48 PM
Tratain says "A day should be more than enough. While I do not doubt your Information Gathering Skills, we hired several of Plataue City's Finest scholars to find out what they could about the orb for us and they spent weeks looking into it for us. The only way we will be able to further the knowledge they have given us already is to actually travel to the Vague Lands and learn what we can there. As Lord Arrak has volunteered to Transport us there actually finding out where we need to go has been taken care of and there is where we will need you to use your skills to find out about what the Locals know about the sunken City, if you are still up for Traveling with us after learning what you have." He finishes with a smile.
He continues "We spent most of our Money on the Scrolls after our last battle, we still have quite a bit left, but we need to save alot of it to put towards building a castle. We need to decide what we really need for the Trip. We can handle the Water Breathing no problem, but there are other issues with exploring under water and possibly fighting underwater if it comes to that. Perhaps a Freedom of Movement Ring for Monthor, Arien or Lord Arrak do you have any idea if a fly spell would allow us to maneuver underwater? I for one don't swim very well, and Not at all in Armor. And another thing, while the Water Breathing spell will let us breath under the water It won't do anything for us communicating under water. Arien do you know the telepathic Bond spell? or could you learn it tomorrow? I could probably ask for Domi's Aid(Miracle) and make it permanent on all of us if we want."
Plyf Wednesday November 12th, 2008 8:30:15 PM
"Well, why do we not just buy a wish to get us all there safely, or buy a Cube of Force and position ourselves somewhere above where we believe we need to go. Enter the cube and let it sink to the bottom of the ocean?"
Plyf throwing out ideas, even as they begin to go to the city. She puts her harp away, back in her haversack, before they leave.
MonthorHit Points:(152 of 155) AC 25 Thursday November 13th, 2008 6:03:46 AM
ooc> No health items. No money.
Monthor completes his preparation and is looking forward to bashing something.
VedikCurrent Spells AC 31 (13 touch) HP 214/214 (Wings) Thursday November 13th, 2008 9:11:14 AM
Vedik ponders for a moment. "Dwight, an Amulet of Health is the easiest option. If you have something around your neck already, there are other items you can get to do the same thing. For example my belt is enchanted to bolster my health."
OOC: An amulet of health +4/+6 would help alot, thats an extra 30/45 hit points at our level. For 10% extra, you can get the +Con enchantment in another item slot, but you have to make sure it matches the 'affinity'. If you have any questions shoot me an email. Also, Joe and I work the catacombs. There's a bit of a backlog at this moment, but it should clear out by the weekend and we can probably have the purchases done by then.
Plyf Thursday November 13th, 2008 6:19:09 PM
"I have an amulet that adds a large bonus to health. In fact, nearly all my magic is devoted to defense and being able to get out of trouble. I might not be that valuable to you in causing damage to others. But if I can keep my bow out use it steady, I can make a hole where there shouldn't be, if it's deserved that is. Up close and personal, it might take me some time to whittle something down, but that's a last resort and it's far easier for things to harm me, then it is for me to harm others. Especially the creatures you all chase after."
She finishes her wine and stands, waiting for them to the city.
"Also, I am broke, but I do what I can to defeat the powers of evil and if that demands a sacrifice of an item, I'll keep an open mind."
DM Matt Thursday November 13th, 2008 7:24:37 PM
Arrak's face quickly turns to a scowl. "Young one, you haven't known me long, so I will assume accident in your hasty words. I have offered to take you to the Vague Islands in but a moment of magical travel. You want to stop and obtain items needed for your trip. I have graciously agreed to wait a day in or around Plateau City while you do this.
"Do you think I am some porter, here to see to your needs?" His voice becomes a bit deeper, louder, and more harsh. "We can do this the way I say, girl, or you are free to do it yourselves. Now I have already had quite a stressful day, and I need not top it off with such impertinence!"
His gnome helper starts to inch from the room, a fearful look on his face. "Stand in place!" Arrak barks, pointing a finger at the gnome but not bothering to look in his direction.
As Dwight, then Tratain, deal with the discussion more calmly, he relaxes again. "Excuse me. It has been quite a harrowing afternoon. I should not erupt like that." This appears to be all Arrak is going to offer.
Once Arien takes the group back to the fields outside Plateau City, Arrak points to a cropping of trees in the distance. "There. Shall we say mid-morning?" He walks off slowly and aimlessly, surveying the landscape around him.
[do any shopping, and meet Arrak. If the cats take longer than 1 RL day, we will assume the purchases are retroactively applied]
Tratain/Joe OOC Thursday November 13th, 2008 7:44:34 PM
Can someone send an E-mail to the group for the Cats discussion? I had to format my PC last week and lost almost all of my contacts so I don't have a group listing right now.
Dwight hp 99, ac 16 Thursday November 13th, 2008 9:31:54 PM
Dwight is a bit fearful as Arrak erupts, not necessarily for his own safety, but for Plyf's. As the group departs Arrak outside of Plateau City, he inquires if Arrak would like anything from the city. "Anything you miss or would enjoy. My treat," smiles the halfling using the childish charm. "Fresh bread, some Plateau City wine?"
Despite the expected rejection Dwight heads off to purchase an Amulet of Health from the Catacombs and help with other items the group may need.
While in town, Dwight stops at whereever food-stations have been set up for those devastated by the quakes and are still struggling. He blesses the area and bestows Ebryron's blessing of Food & Drink to the community. A small contribution, but something Dwight does.(feeds 3).
He also makes a quick stop to a flower shop, to purchase either living begonia's or seeds/bulbs for begonia's. Obviously this is intended to be given to Arrak after all the trouble we have caused him.
Plyf d20+15=28 ; Friday November 14th, 2008 7:41:40 AM
Plyf is a bit taken aback by Arrack's harsh words but adds, "No sir, not a porter, but one who would be willing to help in any manner they could to insure the deed was done, whatever that deed may be, I apologize for being presumptuous." She whips a lock of hair from out from in front of her face, "Please excuse my inability to read the minds of those around me as the information I receive from you all comes in the shapes of torn chapters from a book, read in different order. I do so wonder, where chapter one is?"
She curtsies once again though, in a manner of respect, but in her mind wonders how a dragon, full of years can spare only one day of it's existence on such an important matter, but all creatures have their own will and some more free then others. If this group is willing to trust the words and knowledge of this creature, who is she to question their methods.
Once at the city as Arrak walks off, she looks to the group and shrugs her shoulders, as if now what?
Diplomacy: 28
ooc: Of course, I know a lot more about what is going on then my character does and I am role playing her the that effect.
MonthorHit Points:(152 of 155) AC 25 Friday November 14th, 2008 8:54:23 AM
ooc> Monthor's good to go. He has no cash anyway to shop.
"The rest of ye go on. Me and Fred, we'll go get us some ale and meet ye back here. "
Tratain Sunday November 16th, 2008 7:24:15 PM
Tratain makes a last minute trip to the Catacombs and makes sure everyone is ready to go before meeting Lord Arrak and the pre-arranged location the next day for the Trip to the Vague Lands.
Dwight hp 99, ac 16 Sunday November 16th, 2008 8:58:11 PM
Having got his amulet, Dwight gets a bundle of begonia's and joins the group at the designate time and spot.
VedikCurrent Spells AC 31 (13 touch) HP 214/214 (Wings) Monday November 17th, 2008 9:47:19 AM
Vedik spends the day crafting, and also takes the time to recharge some of the groups wands. On the next morning he refreshes his armor enchantments, casts his normal spells, and prepares to meet Arrak.
OOC: Full days draw: 36 drops. speed crafting 1 drop Magic Vestment on Armor and Shield: 2 drops Recharge: Tratains Death Ward Wand +4 charges : 16 drops Recharge: Tratains Resist Energy Wand +4 charges: 8 drops Recharge: Vedik's Dimension Door wand: +1 charge: 4 drops Recharge: Vedik's Good Hope Wand: +2 charges: 4 drops Store 1 drop Next day 1 draw, 4 drops, 2 for armor/shield, 1 recharge Enlarge person, 1 stored.
DM Matt Monday November 17th, 2008 7:00:00 PM
Arrak politely decines Dwight's offer. After shopping trips, some drinking, feeding the hungry, and any other deeds that are done, the Knights return to the fields outside the city to find Arrak waiting beneath the copse of trees he previously indicated. He appears to be a bit impatient.
"Ah, there you are. I trust everything is in order? Yes? Good. Let's be about this, I must deal with some other pressing matters soon enough. Gather round all." He extends his arms, and once everyone is together, he closes his eyes and concentrates for but a moment.
You all feel the familiar tugging and momentary queasiness that accompanies magical travel, though it feels a bit . . . less . . . than normal. Faster, too.
In but an instant, you find yourselves in a wide, dark cave, its yawning mouth a few paces away. Outside the cave, you can see a sandy beach and a vast, bright, blue ocean. The sound of the waves turning to surf, and a few gulls calling her and there, make for quite a peaceful panorama.
The cave itself is dry, and the air is warm, if a bit salty from the nearby ocean. Looking around, you see it is more of a grotto. It only goes back about 30 feet before ending in a rough stone wall. A few roots poke through the ceiling above, but otherwise, it seems as good a place as any to rest from a hard day's travel. In fact, now that you look around, you notice the remains of a few small fire pits here and there. A few footprints complete the dusty floor, all of which are readily identifiable as humanoid, most human-sized (or something equivalent), with a few smaller prints. All are of boots or sandals, and there appears to be no sign of any predators or unsavory residents.
Sighing, Arrak says quietly, "Sadly, I must be away quickly." If Dwight offers the begonias, he takes them with a smile and bows deeply, "I am in your debt. You younglings never cease to amaze me." Giving a sort of half-salute, he adds, "Outside, along the coast to the east, you should find a small fishing village close by. You can probably find some information there." With that, he turns, concentrates again, and is gone from sight as quickly as you all appeared moments ago.
Dwight hp 99, ac 16 d20+12=15 ; d20+13=30 ; d20+7=17 ; Monday November 17th, 2008 9:05:53 PM
Dwight does indeed pass along the begonia's and thanks Arrak for his aid, and again apologizes for those begonias that were destroyed giving his most charming halfling smile of joy and happiness.
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Immediately after Arrak leaves, his joyness quickly departs finding himself in a dark, salty unknown cave with only one obvious exit. "Umm, perhaps I'll check outside to make sure the coast is clear?" Dwight looks to Tratain for approval and says he won't go far.
If granted, Dwight moves to the front of the cave entrance, and takes in the surrounding area, first taking in anything moving, then general scenery and finally the village (if seeable).
spot: 15 listen: 30 knowledge (nature): 17 (anything unnatural going on? does high tide flood the cave?)
OOC: Finally some rolls! :-)
VedikCurrent Spells AC 31 (13 touch) HP 214/214 (Wings) Tuesday November 18th, 2008 7:30:41 AM
Vedik thanks Arrak when they arrive, then turns to ponder their situation.
"We are going to make quite an impression when we show up. A small fishing village, several well armed and armored adventurers just showing up." He scratches his beard. "We should be careful not to scare them."
He looks around. "We may also want to spend some time here getting familiar with the place. If we have to teleport, this cave is a good place to return too."
Plyf d20+7=24 ; d20+16=25 ; d20+10=27 ; Tuesday November 18th, 2008 10:10:42 AM
Plyf, pleased that Arrak has left simply says, "I'm sure he has his better days, I hope to see him again then." She then pulls out her bow and strings it. Pulling on it a few times to test it's string, then brings her quiver to bear on her back for easy accessability.
She asks everyone, "Please stay in one spot just a second, I would like to get a look around. perhaps something has been hidden or dropped that could be of use to us."
Once that is complete, she puts her strung bow in her haversack for ease in access and settles her rapier easily on her left hip.
"Ready when you fellows are. You don't mind if I walk behind a few of you, do you?"
Listen: 24 Search: 25 Spot:27
Tratain Tuesday November 18th, 2008 5:06:32 PM
When Arrak leaves and Dwight and Plyf make thier requests Tratain says "We'll be right here for a moment Dwight until Plyf has her look around, yell if you need us but we will be along in a minute or two as well."
Tratain will then lead the group towards the village indicated by Lord Arrak and on the way he says to the Group "Plyf, once we get there if you could ask around about the City of Erythtrain, see if anyone knows about it or how to get there. You will probably have better luck than any of the rest of us, though we will see what we can find out as well. I'd guess the best place to begin looking for information would be a tavern or a library if they have one. Lets go see how big a place we are dealing with here."
DM Matt Tuesday November 18th, 2008 5:24:25 PM
Dwight pokes his head out of the wide cave mouth. He does indeed see what is likely a village in the distance, a few miles off down the flat coast. The cave is set in the side of a small hill. A rocky, sandy beach stretches from the sea ahead, and after about fifty paces, turns slowly to grass. The grassland goes on for some miles inland, as far as Dwight can see. There are barely any trees or large shrubs to speak of.
Above, on the hill, Dwight can make out a few voices. Concentrating, he hears three distinct voices, two deeper and one higher in pitch. They seem to be conversing idly. On second thought, they seem to be trying to converse idly, though they sound quite drink. (it does not seem as if they are trying to be secretive)
Voice 1: "Garp, you idjit. You don't even know whash you talkin' about!" Voice 2: "Do too. Don't be talkshin that junk to me. It wash sixsh feet long if it wash an insh, I tells ya." Voice 3 (higher pitched): "You dang fools! Can't even hold a few drinks. You both - hiccup - idjits!"
Vedik muses about the group's reception at the nearby village, and suggests studying the cave a bit for future teleporting. [BTW, is Arien still around? Did I miss something?]
Plyf first readies her sturdy bow, then does a quick once-over of the cave. Toward the back, in a dirty corner, she finds an area of earth that was recently disturbed. It looks to have been dug up, then covered over again. Investigating further, she uncovers three bottles of a dark, sweet-smelling liquor, most likely some sort of spiced rum.
Tratain holds the rest of the group in place, then makes ready to go, asking Plyf to take the lead in learning about Erythrain once they reach town.
Dwight hp 99, ac 16 Tuesday November 18th, 2008 8:12:05 PM
Dwight steps backs and reports what he has heard and seen. He motions to keep voices down because the splash of the waves will only cover so much. "Surely a grouped of readied adventurers will make those drunks think twice before drinking again. But that's not necessarily the reputation we want to begin with here." He looks to others to actually decide.
VedikCurrent Spells AC 31 (13 touch) HP 214/214 Wednesday November 19th, 2008 9:43:36 AM
Vedik chuckles softly. "I don't think a winged dwarf would get a great reception from a few drunk locals though it might be amusing." There's an amused twinkle in his eye as he says this. "they'd probably still be telling stories long after I'm gone about today if I fly up there on them."
He concentrates for a moment, and his wings fold down and become a cloak.
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Plyf Wednesday November 19th, 2008 1:54:52 PM
Plyf takes a look at the bottles and seeing, it is not red wine asks the group, "Any of you like rum? Likely some kids stash. Or one of those above not wanting to share his hooch."
If no one wants it, she covers it back up and brushes off her hands. "Sure, I'll ask around for you guys. Lets see if this little place happens to have a library. If nothing there is written, there is usually someone there with interests in local and past histories we can speak with."
With a grimace she starts off with the others thinking to herself "I hate sand in my boots."
DM Matt Wednesday November 19th, 2008 3:54:42 PM
As the Knights exit the cave and begin a leisurely walk east toward the distant village, you hear a loud gasp from above you. Up the small hill, you can now clearly see three people sitting among a rocky outcropping. In the middle is a cooking pot, though there is no fire underneath. Two humans and a squat halfing sit on the rocks, half a dozen empty bottles (much like those Plyf found inside) strewn about the grass.
One of them has spotted you and is pointing, his mouth agape and one eye half-closed. He stands, knocking over a half-full bottle of rum. "Daggit, Garp! You silly - " the other human stops mid-sentence as he follows "Garp's" finger and sees the Knights.
With an audible gulp, the man gets up and takes off, half running, half stumbling, toward the village. The halfling watches him for a second, then chuckles and says, "Dummy." He seems to be the least inebriated, though "least" is a relative term here.
Taking a few steps toward the group, the halfling extends a hand and says, "Welcome strangers! Name's Goldleaf. Hordo - hiccup - Q. Goldleaf. Not sure how ya got here, but no matter. I - "
"Quiet down, Hordo!" Garp says. "Thesh here folk done stole our rum! Lookit! Theysh come right outta our hidey-hole!" With an ugly grimace on his face, he picks up a bottle and breaks it on a rock, ending up with a jagged piece of glass in his fist - a nice makeshift slicer.
He advances on the Knights. Or, more accurately, he stumbles forward, swaying to and fro as he attempts to walk with an air of authority.
The halfling laughs, "Garp, you idjit. You can't be serious . . . ." Pausing, he looks from his friend, to the Knights, back to his friend, and back to the Knights. His eyes wander over Plyf's bow, Vedik's mace, and fall on Fred the Axe.
"Oh, #*%&@!" he says to no one in particular. "Garp, I don't think that's a good idea." Seeing that his drunken friend isn't listening, he steps to the side and says to the Knights, rather nervously, "I just met him anyway. Not really a friend at all. More of an acquaintance. Or, well, first-time drinking partner? He's . . . I . . . hey, hows about I show you around town once you're done with that Garp fellow, hmm?" He smiles nervously, watching Garp out of the corner of his eye.
"I'sh jush gonna get my rum back, silly gnome," mumbles Garp as he heads toward Dwight, waving his broken bottle.
Dwight hp 99, ac 16 Wednesday November 19th, 2008 5:05:31 PM
Dwight is surprised to see another halfling, but recovers quickly when a drunk with a jagged bottle begins to come towards him Confident his friends will man-handle him before he makes it to Dwight, Dwight tries to diffuse the drunk, "Now, now Garp is it..., we just took a peak in the cave, didn't drink anything, honest. Don't you think we would still have a bottle in our hand if we had, your drink is safe whereever you hid it in the cave. Go and check if you wish, we'll wait here."
Thinking of the one that bolted, Dwight wonders how drunk that one was, and who will believe his story.
MonthorHit Points:(152 of 155) AC 25 d20+24=25 ; Wednesday November 19th, 2008 5:30:47 PM
" Rhum?????!!!!???? "
Monthor's head spins back.
" We missed rhum... "
Monthor turns back in time to see the drunken gnome heading towards Dwight.
Monthor tried to grab the gnome ( Grapple check 25 with a sucky natural 1 )
VedikCurrent Spells AC 31 (13 touch) HP 214/214 Thursday November 20th, 2008 8:42:31 AM
"Just give him wide passage and let him see his rum's ok. I'd be mad too if I thought someone stole my drink." Vedik says to Dwight and anyone else in the drunks path.
The old dwarf turns back to the halfling. "Its good to meet you Mr Goldleaf. My name is Vedik, craftsmen and follower of Alemi. This is Plyf, Dwight, Tratain and the ugly one is Monthor. We've heard stories of undersea places around here, and were looking to check it out."
Tratain d20+3=9 ; Thursday November 20th, 2008 2:18:17 PM
Tratain says "Be Careful not to hurt him Monthor, he just wants his Rum, its back in the cave."
He says to the Drunken man "We did not touch your rum good Sir, it is still back in the cave. We are new to the Area and are looking for some information. We would be happy to buy you a few more bottles if you could answer a few questions for us, or point us towards someone who could. I'm sure you'd rather have more rum yes?"
He looks at Plyf seeing if the Elf can add anything to clam the man down as he and the rest of the Knights are a bit gruff most of the time and not well equipped to talk down drunken villagers.
Diplomacy = 9
Tratain Thursday November 20th, 2008 2:20:40 PM
Tratain also neatly steps between the Man and Dwight and Plyf as they are talking cutting off any chance that the man could approach the two and get close enough to do any harm should it come to that.
Plyf d20+7=19 ; d20+15=20 Thursday November 20th, 2008 3:12:09 PM
Plyf is more concerned about the guy that ran off then the one with the bottle. He might just be waiting for them, to inform someone else, so she uses her boots to Teleport ahead of the man thirty feet ahead of him and gently says, "Please stop, or I will assume you are determined to do us harm and I can't have that, but if you continue, I will believe you knew we were to come and I must stop you."
She doesn't pull an arrow yet, but lets the running human know she is not afraid to stop someone if she wanted to.
Sense Motive: 19 Diplomacy: 20
Dwight hp 99, ac 16 d20+5=21 ; Thursday November 20th, 2008 3:44:05 PM
OOC: dang I forgot to roll my diplomacy check....got interupted.
Diplocmacy with drunK: 21
DM Matt Friday November 21st, 2008 8:00:36 PM
Garp looks at Dwight with a puzzled expression. "Howsh you know 'boutta bottles lesh you stealin' my rum? See, I knew it!" He lurches forward another few paces. "I'sh gonna - ow!" he topples to the ground, a burly mass of dwarf tackling him in the blink of an eye.
Monthor Highlight to display spoiler: {Even with your natural 1, he's an intoxicated level 1 commoner... I just refuse to even roll the check, he loses :)}
The halfling gives a start as Vedik greets him. Tearing his eyes away from the one-sided wrestling match, he gives a hasty bow to Vedik. "Um . . . yes, er . . . pleased ta meet you all, I'm sure. Er, undersea did you . . . I say, are you gonna kill him? I mean, he's drunk . . . and stupid, yes . . . but a swift kick in the arse should do it, no?"
From underneath the Mound of Monthor, a muffled voice calls, "mmrph! Why, I'sh . . . beating . . . off of me . . . fat smelly . . . keep the rum!"
Tratain attempts to be diplomatic, offering to buy Garp more rum. Hordo smacks a hand to his forehead. "Not what he needs! No, that one needs ta sleep it off somewhere quiet." Gathering himself, he appears a bit more at home with the Knights once he sees that their weapons are staying put. "Now questions, that's my specialty. You might say questions are my middle name! Well, answers. Answers are my middle name!
"Well, no. I lied. No sense lying to good folk such as you. My middle name is actually Quandillious. I know, my mother was, well . . . strange. Anyway! Answers! Yes, answers I have, it's questions I need. Fire away!" Pausing, he rubs a toe in the dirt and adds, "Though I could sure use another drink, if that was an open-ended offer."
Plyf, thinking quickly, teleports in front of the fleeing man. He hasn't gotten far, being a bit drunk and somewhat plump around the midsection. The sight of the half-elf suddenly appearing in front of him appears to be the last straw. "Great googly moogly!" he exclaims. Then, without another word, he faints in a heap in front of Plyf.
Back with the others, Hordo shakes his head. "Yea . . . that one, he might need to sleep it off too. Told ya I didn't know them too well. Why don't I take you into Seabreeze - that's our village over there - and we'll see about that drin - answers. We'll see about those answers. Come on!" He heads off toward the village, looking back to see if anyone follows.
Spot DC 40 Highlight to display spoiler: {Hordo is checking his pockets alot. It's almost imperceptible - he's quite fast and subtle - but you catch him feeling here and there, making sure various pockets and folds are buttoned down safely. You don't see anything that you take as a threat, but it sure is weird.}
Sense Motive DC 30 Highlight to display spoiler: {You get the sense that Hordo wants to get away from the two men before they wake up/sober up. It's something in the way he skirts wide around them when he walks, along with the suggestions to leave them to "sleep it off."}
Plyf d20+7=14 ; d20+10=12 ; d20+1=4 ; d20+11=29 ; Saturday November 22nd, 2008 10:53:51 AM
OOC: Wow, googaly moogaly on them there high spot and SM DC's, lets see what I can do.
Plyf does a quick scan of the area to see if she can see anyone around that may have seen her sudden appearance and conversation.
Watching the man lay on the ground unconscious, she will make sure the fall didn't hurt him and in the process, check for any signs of guild affiliations or notes he might be carrying. "Oh my goodness, are you alright, I didn't mean to startle you, I just wanted to talk for a minute."
Sense Motive: 14 Spot: 12 Heal:4 Slight of Hand: 29
Dwight hp 99, ac 16 d20+15=18 ; d20+6=24 ; d20+5=15 ; d20=10 ; Sunday November 23rd, 2008 10:05:09 AM
Dwight looks to the halfling as he offers his 'services' and his full name. Perhaps not surprisingly, Dwight doesn't recognize the family names, as most halfling can, nor can he directly link their relationship, but is pretty sure Hordo lies somewhere distance on his father's, brothers, oldest daughter's husband side.
spot: 18, sense motive: 24
"Dwight Twigglebundler, since we are being all proper and such," adds Dwight. He looks in the direction of the town, and estimates the time of day. Knowing that Vedik hasn't snapped the drunk in half, thus ruining the potential information sources, Dwight inquires as the journey begins.
"Perhaps you could give us some stories or legends of the surrounding area, I love a good legend, especially the old ones." (diplomacy 15, gather info: 10 trying to coax out some info regarding the sunken city, without actually asking for it)
Tratain Sunday November 23rd, 2008 9:50:28 PM
Tratain checks both men to make sure they aren't permanently damaged, and after checking on them he asks the Halfling, "Is there someplace we can take them that they will be safe while they sleep off all that they have drank? And then if you can direct us to an inn we would be glad to buy you a meal and some drinks if you could answer a few questions for us, or just point us towards one who could answer them."
VedikCurrent Spells AC 31 (13 touch) HP 214/214 Monday November 24th, 2008 10:30:16 AM
Vedik chuckles. "Must be good rum" he observes to no one in particular." He nods at the notion of a good meal and follows the others wherever they are led.
Plyf d20+5=25 ; Monday November 24th, 2008 11:13:56 AM
Plyf measures the best she can, the distance from where she is and the nearest buildings in the town after searching the man. She leaves his valuables if he has them.
Survival Distance to village: 25 (Natural 20)
MonthorHit Points:(152 of 155) AC 25 Monday November 24th, 2008 4:44:45 PM
Monthor dangles Garp by the scruff of the neck for a few seconds before letting him go.
" Behave little one... "
DM Matt Monday November 24th, 2008 7:10:36 PM
Plyf and Dwight gauge the village to be about 3 miles off, give or take. Not a terribly long walk. If you're sober.
Plyf finds that her unexpected captive is just fine. He promptly begins snoring the snores of a drunken man. She doesn't find anything on him other than a few copper pieces, an old wooden pipe half full of burnt tobacco, and a wrinkled letter from someone named "Natasha."
Monthor releases Garp, who collapses in a heap on the ground, whining to himself. "All my rum. Ish gone!"
Hordo, meanwhile, quickly scans the two drunks and tells Tratain, "The cave is as good a place as any. No harm'll come to 'em around here. Unless a bird does it's droppings on them. That's about all the excitement one might expect 'long this coast.
"Legends?" he perks up during the walk. "Well. Twasn't always so calm and safe around these parts. Let's see. There was that old green dragon what used to terrorize the whole coast. In fact, my great-great-great-grandpap was the one that took that beast down. Well . . . not exactly . . . but he was definitely involved! We Goldleafs are a hardy bunch. Why, I'm an inch taller than your average halfling, I am." (in fact, he appears to be at least two inches shorter than Dwight)
"But someone said something about undersea adventures. You!" he points at Vedik. "Maybe you're interested in hearing about the great Kraken migration? Not really a legend, since it definitely, postiively happened. But a good story, nonetheless, despite the distinct lack of halflings in it."
By this point in Hordo's ramblings, you find yourselves over halfway to the village. "Then there's the old city down there. Nothing too interesting. Used to be a right scary place, what with the Sea-People cult and all. But now, all that sunken mess is good for is popping holes in the bottom of fishing boats when the captain isn't too bright. No, you'll like the kraken story better, I think. I could even add some halflings in, if that made it more interesting."
Within the half-hour, you find yourselves at the gates of Seabreeze. The small village is surrounded by a simple wooden balustrade. Two men in a mismatched variety of armor stand at the open gate, warily eyeing the Knights as you enter. Hushed whispers and not-so-subtle pointing abound. Clearly, these simple folk haven't seen the likes of you before.
"Look what I found!" Hordo announces loudly. "Found 'em in the old cave, I did. Lost and all. Yep, ol' Hordo to save the day, folks." Turning to the Knights, he says, "Now let's see about that drink, and I'll tell my Kraken story." He points to a ramshackle wooden building that must pass for the village's tavern.
Plyf ooc Monday November 24th, 2008 7:22:25 PM
OOC: DM, would it have not been reasonable for you to have included the contents of the note from this "Natasha" before we got half way to town, so that I could have responded to it in some manner in the next post, or used some skill or magic to read it if not discernable?
Plyf d20+9=18 ; d20+7=15 ; Tuesday November 25th, 2008 11:10:06 AM
Plyf reads the note if possible and will sense motive on it, to see if it is in some type of code.
Decipher script: 18 Sense Motive: 15
VedikCurrent Spells AC 31 (13 touch) HP 214/214 Tuesday November 25th, 2008 12:39:42 PM
Vedik listens as Hordo rambles on, actually enjoying the walk. He's rather glad he stowed his wings.
"Its a fine day for stories. If you'd be willing, I'd like to hear both stories, kraken and sea cult."
DM Matt Tuesday November 25th, 2008 1:10:40 PM
Re: Natasha's note.
Good point Plyf.
The note was very short. It read:
"Dearest Burton,
You know I love you dearly, and that I would do anything for you. I always said I'd never leave your side. I've changed my mind. I ran into that harlot Maria, and she was wearing your bracelet! You lying, cheating, no good excuse for a man!
Consider this the end of our relationship. My brothers are going to keep an eye out for you around town.
Yours,
Natasha"
Tratain Tuesday November 25th, 2008 9:05:51 PM
Tratain listens to the Stories the Halfling tells on the way to town, and once there says "Lead the way, we will get something to eat and drink and you can tell us your stories while we eat. We may have some other questions to ask as well if you would be so kind as to answer them for us, or tell us who might know about what we want to know."
MonthorHit Points:(152 of 155) AC 25 Wednesday November 26th, 2008 7:39:57 AM
Monthor whipes a drop of drool streaming down his chin at Tratain's mention of food and drink....
" Good, Me belly's grumbling... let's eat!!! "
Plyf Wednesday November 26th, 2008 12:36:04 PM
Plyf reads the note and a small trickle of tears run down her face as she remembers her lost love, but shaking it off, she tucks the note back into the area she found it in and thinks to herself You dumb son of a female dog, let this be a lesson to you not to mess with someone's love. Although slim, the other girl may have stole the bracelet, ah, it's none of my business
"Burton" she rouses the man from his drunken slumber. "Let's get you to town and get a bowl of soup or something in you."
"Hey guys" she turns to the group, "this guy is to heavy for me to carry or drag, can you lend a hand here please?"
DM Matt Thursday November 27th, 2008 9:28:08 AM
Arriving in town, one drunkard in tow, Hordo points out the tavern and the Knights head in for food and drink. Plyf (or whoever is carrying Burt) gets the drunk situated in a corner table out of the way and orders some hot soup for him. The Knights and Hordo then find their own secluded table - the tavern is quite full, but there are a few tables in the corners that are free - and Hordo orders a hefty meal and a round of ale.
He launches into his "kraken story," which is really quite hard to follow, especially after his second large mug of ale. Something about a school of krakens taking up residence off the coast and harrassing the local fishermen. It isn't really clear how the problem got resolved (or whether it was even Krakens). At one point, the krakens moved on to warmer shores, while at another point a band of warriors swam out and killed all of them. Making things even more absurd, Hordo tends to add a few halflings to the story wherever he can.
After 40 minutes and 4 mugs of ale, he finally trails off and the story is no more. Whether or not it was finished, you may never know.
With a big more prodding from Vedik, Hordo brings up the sunken city. "Whash you wanna know bout that fer? Ish jusha thing the fishermen talk bout. Shome ol city useta be round here, fell inna oshin a few hunnert yearsh ago. Big war or shomethin.
"Noshin inrestin there now, I don think. Hey! Wheresh that drink I ordered! Barkeep!" The portly bartender, rolling his eyes, stomps over and drops off another mug of ale, this one a bit lighter than the last, obviously watered down though Hordo doesn't seem to notice.
The barkeep brings a few stronger drinks for the Knights and nods at Hordo. "Careful. This one'll talk till your ears bleed if you let him. Hopefully he'll pass out soon. He usually does. Check your pockets too, while you're at it." A bit more loudly, he says, "Steal anything today Hordo, you little thief?"
Ignoring the bartender, the halfling continues, "Sho anyway, the old city, nothin good there. Bout a mile or so out -" he waves his hand in the general direction of the ocean "- fishamen gotta avoid the towertops of the ol city. Shome o them scrape the towersh an put holesh in er boatsh! Ha!
"Ifn you watch long nuff outshide, yull she the fishing boats skirtin round the shpot I'm talkin bout. Now shome o them what can't catch no fish, they take pieshes of the buildings - the onesh that are closhe to the shurface - and shell them to tourists. But we never have no tourists, sho they shtill makesh no money! Dummiesh!
"Why, that remindsh me of anudder shtory. THish one time, I wash walkin through the market. It wash a tooshday, caush that market day . . . and . . . walkin through the market . . . it wash a wenshday . . ." thunk. Hordo's head slams down on the table. "Krakensh . . . ." he mumbles, then is silent.
Bringing a fresh round, the bartender sighs. "Just another day . . . . Do me a favor? Before you leave, could someone drop him off on the cot in the back room?" he nods toward a small door by the end of the bar. "He rents it from me for a silver a week, seein as how he passes out in here so much." Walking back toward the bar, he laughs to himself. "Who'da thunk it. A drunk with some foresight? Ha!"
Plyf d20+14=23 ; d20+7=18 ; d20+10=28 ; d20+7=19 ; Friday November 28th, 2008 7:20:24 PM
When the barkeep leaves, Plyf will mention to her new found friends, "Sorry guys, but the muscle stuff belongs to you guys, I can barely carry my own belongings without a sweat."
She checks her belongings, to make sure she has everything and tells her friends, "I'd take the man seriously and keep your eyes on your gear and money." She smiles at the little bugger that seems to be able to drink like a fish.
She looks around the room for people that might be a possible academician or at least have some intellect or knowledge of the area, then roams about the room talking to them. Small talk at first, but leading to sunken cities if they appear to know the area. Also, old sailors, possibly near retirement, to validate the tales of ships being damaged by towers from this sunken metropolis. Nothing against halflings she thinks to herself, but more reliable information is possible, I hope.
If anyone is eyeing the group suspiciously, she keeps an eye on them as well. Who knows when Natasha's brothers will want to avenge their sisters honor and anyone with their target might also be involved, in their eyes.
Gather Information on the sunken city (sorry, keep forgetting the name): 23 Listen for tales of the city or possible trouble for the group: 18 Spot possible knowledgeable people for sunken city or trouble brewing: 28 Sense motive on possible trouble makers or those suspicious: 19
OOC: DM, if more then one roll is necessary in any one of those areas, feel free to make the rolls for Plyf to move things along. The bonuses in the rolling box correspond with the checks made for specific things.
VedikCurrent Spells AC 31 (13 touch) HP 214/214 Saturday November 29th, 2008 9:40:11 AM
Vedik listens to the story and ponders the situation. He also checks his pockets to make sure nothing's missing.
He tells the others quietly "Anyone have an invisibility ring, or a spell of invisibility handy? We've still got some light yet, and I bet from the air we could might be able to see some of this sunken city. But the sight of a winged flying dwarf may cause a stir we'd be best to avoid."
He also tries to look for anything in the village that seems in ill repair, and offers his services as a Fixer. Boats, docks, looms, anything these people use.
Dwight hp 99, ac 16 Saturday November 29th, 2008 10:01:01 AM
Dwight finally pipes in having watched the not-so-impressive halfling to Vedik's request. Was I as naive, before my adventuring days....surely not so much
"I've got a ring, I could even fly around myself if you want. A flying halfling might spook them less than a flying dwarf." Dwight chuckles glad, he did not need to rent a cot.
MonthorHit Points:(152 of 155) AC 25 Saturday November 29th, 2008 11:35:00 AM
But the sight of a winged flying dwarf may cause a stir we'd be best to avoid...
Monthor clicks the heels of his winged boots together. " What's wrong with winged flying dwarves??? Me gots these boots from me Ma!"
DM Matt Monday December 1st, 2008 1:23:47 PM
Plyf decides to wander the room, nonchalantly taking in the patrons. They seem to be of a uniform sort: mostly male, mostly human (a few half-elves, dwarves and halflings here and there), and they uniformly smell of fish. Plyf talks to a few men here and there, not learning much.
"Aye, there be a city down there. I don' fish that end so much, due to the dangers o' tearin' me vessel."
"City? Cap'n keeps me belowdecks, I ne'er see the light o' day out there, much less a city."
"From what I heard, it be about 2 miles out the coast. I been out there once or twice, but didn' see nuttin'. Twas high tide though, so who knows."
Then Plyf spots her target: an old, salty sea-dog sitting alone in the corner. A wrinkled, aging human, at least 70 if he's a day. His leathery skin is burned to a permanent dark tan, the lines on his face partly from age, partly from the sun. He has more empty tankards lined up in front of him than Plyf has seen drank by most younger men in the bar.
Overhearing Plyf's questions, he calls in a gravely voice, "O'er here, lassy. Don' be listenin' to those fool youngins. Why, most o' the men in here couldn't catch a cold in an icebox, nor ugly from an ape, much less any sort o' fish.
Plyf takes a seat and introduces herself. The man doesn't bother giving a name, but knocks off the rest of his ale and waves to the bartender for another. buurrrpppp! "Whoo, that'll teach me to drink! So. You be askin' about old Erythrain, eh? Sure enough, not a year goes by without some fool bunch of treasure-hunters looking for that sunken mess. Some never come back. Most come back empty-handed, but I guess that won't stop you lot, now will it?
"Easy enough to find. Wait until low tide, course. That's a bit past midnight tonight, then again 'round lunch tomorrow. When the water be lowest, the very tippy tops o' the old towers stick right out. Almost miss 'em if your eyes be bad. Lotta boats sank due to lookouts with bad eyes.
"Anyways, you see the towertops, and that's yer spot. That fool Billy over there, he was right. About 2 miles out the coast from the north docks."
The old man flashes a grin, showing a mouth with only half its teeth left. "Now, seein' as I helped you out, how's about sharin' a drink or four with an old seaman? Then maybe a nightcap? Don't naysay yet, lassy. Experience counts more than looks! Ahhh-haaa-haaa-haaaaa..."
Relating what she has learned to the others, Plyf gives a silent thank-you that the man didn't want to press the uncomfortable issue.
Dwight offers a ring of invisibility to whoever may want to scout the waters. Vedik suggests checking things out, and Monthor seems interested in tagging along.
Plyf Monday December 1st, 2008 8:35:36 PM
"Excellent information kind sir and the drinks you have earned indeed" Plyf responds when he gives an average time frame on when someone can see the tops of the towers. "As for the night cap, perhaps you would like to hear a few songs instead? " she will ask the old sailor as she pulls out her harp, "Much like you, I enjoy the ladies myself as well, so you would find my company more then boring otherwise." she says quite frankly as she summons another round and asks for some red wine and as many mugs for the nameless sailor as he wants for a round.
As she tunes her harp, her bardic blood boils at the thoughts of exploring ancient cities and perhaps the wrecked ships and their treasures, sitting at the bottom of the waters.
Dwight hp 99, ac 16 Monday December 1st, 2008 9:37:57 PM
Dwight listens for a bit, but not much for the whole bar/drink scene having had one to many in the not-so-distant past.
"Perhaps, Monthor and I could go get an aerial view tonight. Any underwater lights and such will show through, especially if its cloudy. I've got my broom."
Unless there are protests, Dwight is willing to fly out to the underwater city and take a survey of water tops and whatever else he can find at low tide. He will remain invisible the whole time. If Monthor wants to join him, and its warranted, Dwight could summon Whisk and fly on his back (though he woudl suffere 1d4 con. drain); thus allowing Monthor to borrow his broom.
VedikCurrent Spells AC 31 (13 touch) HP 214/214 Tuesday December 2nd, 2008 7:23:08 AM
Vedik ponders. "Dwight seems like a good plan to have you fly out tonight if you're willing."
He then continues to look for places his art can be useful about town.
MonthorHit Points:(152 of 155) AC 25 Tuesday December 2nd, 2008 9:16:30 AM
Me's and Fred's willing to go. The boots' flight only lasts so long though.
ooc> He'll use the broom when offered.
DM Matt Tuesday December 2nd, 2008 8:09:46 PM
A few of the Knights wait until close to midnight, then take a short flight out over the water. At first, you see almost nothing due to the darkness. But hovering lower and lower, you are finally able to make out a few small points jutting out of the water here and there. Upon much closer inspection (and possibly some light - darkvision doesn't provide color), you can also see that the jutting stones are a dark reddish hue.
Heading back (it's now almost an hour past midnight), you find the bartender trying to clear his bar. Slowly he goes, ushering the drunks out first while letting the calmer crowd enjoy one or two more pints of ale. Plyf seems to be winding down a performance, and a small crowd sits around her in awe, asking for a few more songs. Tratain, meanwhile, sits at a table, brooding over a mug of ale, his thoughts his own.
After the scouts report what they've found, it's time for some sleep, and plans of how to proceed in the morning.
VedikCurrent Spells AC 31 (13 touch) HP 214/214 Tuesday December 2nd, 2008 8:28:30 PM
Vedik ponders where they will sleep this evening. He inquires to the bartender about a place to stay. Perhaps Plyf will have made friends with a family that will let them sleep on the floor. Worst case, they sleep out doors. It's a fine night at least.
When they have a quiet moment, he mentions to Plyf that he can provide a magic vestment for her, if she wishes. He also takes a few minutes to see to the party wands.
Dwight hp 99, ac 16 d20+13=30 ; d20=7 ; Tuesday December 2nd, 2008 9:14:11 PM
Dwight only mildly excited about another adventure, relates what he knows. He explains that he tried to determine the radius of the city, and identify what the buildings once were, but the moonlight just wasn't good enough to pick out any details.
Somewhat disappointed; Dwight inquires if anyone has checked to see if Gargul is known about in these parts? (Gather Information: 7) , Dwight inquires to where the group will be sleeping and quickly drifts off.
OOC: spot: 30 while scanning the sunken city could Dwight identify any likely temples, or centers of trade/government or perhaps the main plaza/center of town. Trying to get a starting spot in the city.
Plyf OOC Tuesday December 2nd, 2008 10:00:32 PM
OOC: Player post to come in the morning.
Plyf d20+15=28 ; Wednesday December 3rd, 2008 10:54:21 AM
Plyf frowns at the thoughts of asking people for refuge. "I think we can afford a room." She will answer Vedick, "Besides, I think we have much to talk about that others might not want to hear or be part of." she accentuates her words with large eyes.
"Do you have a suite or large enough room available for the bunch of us good barkeep?" She will ask, if so, "I will purchase that and the rounds for this Salty Dog to my right here that was so much help." she winks to him in jest.
Diplomacy: 28
MonthorHit Points:(152 of 155) AC 25 Wednesday December 3rd, 2008 9:17:58 PM
After partaking in some food and drinks, Monthor finds a nice corner somewhere in the partie's room, craddles Fred gently in his arms, and falls asleep. He dreams of mead, battles, forges and his Ma.
ooc> Dang!!! Are we really down to 5 PCs? Any consideration to recruiting a 6th? In the mean time, how are getting to the underwater city? I would guess that we can't all fly there. We'll need some protection against the cold. Can everyone breath underwater now?
Dwight hp 99, ac 16 Wednesday December 3rd, 2008 9:43:06 PM
OOC: Dwight was relying on other's magic to help him breath underwater.
As talks change to plans, Dwight suggests hiring a boatman to row us out there or even to purchase a small boat that we can attach to one of the underwater towers that were visible during low tide. Therefore being availabe whenever we were ready to leave. A boatman, while a better choice, will not likely wait around for hours and/or days.
Plyf Second Post Wednesday December 3rd, 2008 10:48:51 PM
Plyf strongly agrees with Dwights idea. "How much could a row boat cost anyway?", she asks, and continues, "Although I'm not strong like you, I have swimming skills, but no way to breath underwater for longer then I can hold my breath."
Plyf OOC Wednesday December 3rd, 2008 11:30:45 PM
OOC: I apologize DM, but what is the climate like here again? I'm not sure if it was mentioned or not? Is the water to cold to handle without protection?
My fault actually, I don't think I mentioned it. The day ranged from 70-80 degrees in temperature, dropping to about 55-60 at night. The water is a little chilly, but not cold enough to cause any significant problems. -M
DM Matt Thursday December 4th, 2008 8:48:47 AM
Plyf and Vedik look into some rooms. "Aye," the bartender says, "I've a few rooms. Rather small, but comfortable enough. I can give you two if ye like. I don't particularly like the idea o' one unmarried woman bunking with all these men, but it's up to you," he offers Plyf a small bow.
Dwight relates what little he could find. Even dunking his head underwater, he couldn't get a good idea of the whole city. The towers he could see went pretty deep, and the murky water didn't allow much of a view.
After being shown the room, Monthor is the first to find a comfortable spot to sleep, snoring peacefully with his axe in a loving grip.
Dwight asks the bartender about Gargul. The bartender gives a puzzled look, "Init he the ol' hermit that lives down the way? Wait . . . oh Gargul! Sorry, I ain't been to church in a right long time. Meh . . . I don't have time for gods and demons and such. I just run the bar." Shrugging, he heads back to the common room to clean up.
Dwight also suggests that the Knights hire out a rowboat, and Plyf agrees. Someone recalls that a rowboat, on average, costs about 45-50 gold pieces, though judging by the relative lack of wealth in this town, you figure you could get one cheaper.
Plyf Thursday December 4th, 2008 11:44:08 AM
Plyf smiles at the bartenders concern and morals and replies, "We are a team and we stick together."
Once in the room, she adds before sleep, "Perhaps there is an old witch or alchemist around, perhaps that hermit mentioned, that can sell us potions or such, to aid in our journey. We can ask around in the morning."
She adds, before she goes to sleep, "By the way my new found friends, if any of you attempt to touch me in ways I don't desire, you should not trust sleeping again." She laughs as if in jest, but it is hard to tell if such a sentence really is and should be taken as a freindly warning.
Dwight hp 99, ac 16 Thursday December 4th, 2008 9:09:43 PM
Dwight laughs with Plyf as she describe hold her breath. "These arms aren't made for swimming," as he waves his short halfilng arms. "Floating, maybe spinning around, but the tide would likely take me away if it weren't for my broom here."
Dwight offers to find a boatman that is either willing to row out with us and wait for an unknown amount of time or one that is willing to rent his boat out to us for a few days. We certainly have the cash for buying one, but then what will we do with a tiny boat this far from home?
OOC: Also, when getting the boat, Dwight would like to get enough rope, that an anchor can be securely attached to something (ground, stone building etc. underwater.) He may need help carrying that much rope, but it may be needed to secure our ride back.
MonthorHit Points:(152 of 155) AC 25 Friday December 5th, 2008 5:50:34 AM
Monthor goes with Dwight to ensure that his little buddy doesn't get into trouble.
VedikCurrent Spells AC 31 (13 touch) HP 214/214 Friday December 5th, 2008 2:34:59 PM
Vedik retires for the night, and prays for new spells in the morning more suitable to their underwater adventure.
DM Matt Monday December 8th, 2008 12:40:20 PM
In the morning, Dwight and Monthor head off to find a boat. At the docks, they find a mass of fishermen eager to be "the one who rented a boat to the adventurers." It seems word of the Knights has spread fast. Anywhere you go in the village, a small herd of people follow along, whispering and pointing.
The fishermen bid to undercut each other, and Dwight and Monthor soon find themselves renting a fair sized rowboat for 2 coppers a day. It seats 7-8 people, maybe 9 in a pinch, and seems seaworthy enough. When you ask the fishermen for someone to accompany the group, the awe and wonder fades quickly. No one seems willing to head out with the Knights, and there are rumblings about "getting heads chopped off" and "adventurers always being in danger."
Meanwhile, Plyf does a thorough search for anyone selling potions, oils, balms, or something that might help with an underwater expedition. Unfortunately, her search produces no results. The best Plyf can do is a woman with a basket full of glass jars with odd-colored liquid inside. In fact, the old lady was waiting outside the tavern when Plyf emerged, and didn't seem to be hawking her wares until Plyf was visible.
Plyf sense motive DC 15 Highlight to display spoiler: {The lady is crazy, and not very good at deception. She is trying to sell these jars as magic potions, except that they don't look anything like real potions, and she is only charging a few gold coins for each. In fact, one of the jars seems to have some jelly left in it.}
Meanwhile, Vedik and Tratain wander about town, taking in the scant sights and waiting for their comrades to return.
Vedik and Tratain spot DC 10 Highlight to display spoiler: { A young boy, maybe 14, has been following you for about a half hour. He isn't very good at it. He repeatedly trips over things in the street, stops to talk to friends (pointing at you openly), and the like. You catch repeated glimpses of him trying to move from building to building to follow you "unseen."
The debacle finally becomes more than you can bear, and you laughingly approach him. After seeing the ruse is up, he straightens up and says, quite seriously (though with a hint of nervousness), "I am Jason. I'm a spy! Pretty good with a dagger too!" he attempts to pull a short blade from his belt, and it goes flying, landing point down in the dirt several feet off. "Well I'm nervous . . . . But I want to join up! I can be really helpful. I'm practicing to be an adventurer just like you. Maybe I'm not quite as good, but I'm getting better, and someone has to take a chance on me!" He looks at you eagerly.}
By lunch time, the Knights find themselves together again by the docks, with a boat, oars anchor, and plenty of rope.
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Plyf smiles at the lady and wonders what she is up to.
After listening to her words and looking at the product, she is inclined to be upset until she understands how insane the woman is. Thankfully, her knowledge of people in general keeps her from being suckered into a deal she would later regret.
"No thank you." she tells the woman and goes to find her group members.
Once there, since it seems the community is rather small, she informs them of her lack of progress in obtaining results, in find an alchemist of true quality.
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