Jul 1, 2016 5:47 pm
Gala moves to guard Uruzall, making sure to position himself between Namfoodle and Uruzall, sword at the ready but not overly threateningly
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Jul 1, 2016 6:10 pm
Upon hearing Gala move, Uruzall turns his head and lets out a weak chuckle "That is unnecessary. Here, it's of no use to me." and he rolls a potion towards Namfoodle then returns his head facing down.
Jul 1, 2016 6:17 pm
Tol stands and begins tying the half-orc's wrist behind his back. He knots the rope tight, but careful to make it as comfortable as possible for him. "Well, this was a fine way to end the day." his words are lighthearted, but his face is grim. "Alright, now for some answers." The dwarf points at the woman as he looks up and down the road. "The tavern is just down the road. We can make our way there with our new acquaintances and finally be under a sturdy roof and into a proper bed by nightfall. What do you say to that everyone?" Tol smiles, but then quickly a look of concern crosses his face, "O'course, this one," gesturing to Uruzall,"might not be the most popular face in the tavern." Tol glances at Namfoodle, and his eyes go wide, "You can barely stand! Grab the brigand and the woman! We head to the tavern now before any more foul luck crosses our path."
Jul 1, 2016 6:33 pm
"Unless you plan on buying me a drink dwarf, I'd prefer to stay here. While were at it untie these ropes, if i'm to die I don't want to be tied up like some pig. If your not planning on killing me than just let me go to find my glory elsewhere." he stands to his feet, bending his wrist. You hear the ropes tense under the strength of him and he gives a smirk. You gather he can break through the ropes anytime he wants but is seemingly waiting to be untied.
Jul 1, 2016 6:54 pm
"Then let's get to the bottom of this! Who is this woman and why was she your prisoner?" Gala presses Uruzall for an answer
Jul 1, 2016 6:59 pm
"Heh, no clue who she is and she's not my prisoner. That bag of gold there," he nods his head to the pouch he threw "got that all from her. She was stubborn but gave it up eventually. She was free to go until you guys came along."
Jul 1, 2016 8:29 pm
Any reason ya find ya glory in robbin' wayward travelers. A lad o' ya strength wastes his skills and dishonors himself. Ya could make yer coin at many a trade. Ther be plenty o' demand for a sword arm if ya can submit yerself to a mite bit o' discipline.
Jul 1, 2016 8:56 pm
"Don't remember saying there was any glory in robbing. I want to be feared, the meanest half-orc the world has ever known. I won't be some hired slave sent to do something for a coward who has to pay for it. Now if you would be so kind." he gestures at the ropes.
Jul 1, 2016 9:36 pm
Namfoodle eyes the potion warily, uncorking it enough to inhale the vapors. Calling back to his days at the Gnomish Academy for Brewing, he makes his best guess at the contents of the potion.
Rolls
Arcana Check - (1d20+4)
(11) + 4 = 15
Jul 1, 2016 9:53 pm
'Would one of you mind... uh... pulling this arrow out? I'll probably pass out, but if you could bandage me up, I'll save this here potion for a more pertinent occasion ...'
As he says this, Namfoodle's face is beginning to drain of color in anticipation of the ordeal. Fortunately for him, the seeping of blood has seemed to stop.
As he says this, Namfoodle's face is beginning to drain of color in anticipation of the ordeal. Fortunately for him, the seeping of blood has seemed to stop.
Jul 1, 2016 10:00 pm
"Untie me gnome and i'll do it. You won't even feel it." Uruzall flashes a smirk.
Jul 1, 2016 10:14 pm
'Oh I'm sure, big guy,' laughs the gnome, 'But I'd sooner trust a mind flayer than the likes of you. You put'r there in the first place.'
Jul 1, 2016 11:38 pm
"All the more reason for me to pull it out than right? C'mon I gave you that potion there, i've come to terms with you guys not wanting to kill me, so allow me to help then let me be on my way." Uruzall returns a very brutish laugh to the gnome.
Jul 2, 2016 12:35 am
"we can't just leave him here if he's going to keep on accosting folks..." Gala looks around the group to gauge the general feeling
Jul 2, 2016 1:00 am
"He has a point. If you ask me, your only options are let me go or kill me. I'm not going to prison. The place is sick, no honor in dying there." Uruzall holds his hands away from his body, "Now can someone untie me or am I going to have to break your pretty rope?"
Jul 2, 2016 1:42 am
Tol looks up at the half-orc as he reaches to untie his bonds. "I'll pay you half my share and you get your own cut too from what we make." The dwarf deftly unties the knots with the precision of a master. "If you'll come with us that is?"
Tol walks over to the woman and leans down to inspect her wounds. "That'll hit two birds with one stone. You'll get your gold... and more, and you'll probably be killed in the process. Traps, monsters, spells. There's no tellin how many things are going to try and kill us where we're going."
Tol walks over to the woman and leans down to inspect her wounds. "That'll hit two birds with one stone. You'll get your gold... and more, and you'll probably be killed in the process. Traps, monsters, spells. There's no tellin how many things are going to try and kill us where we're going."
Jul 2, 2016 2:07 am
Uruzall chuckles "Half your cut and my own? I like that sound of that. I will follow were you go dwarf. Uruzall, hands now free, walks over to Namfoodle kneels as close down as he can "No hard feelings right friend." he grins, while snapping the fletching off the arrow, pulling the arrow out as quick as possible. It was surprisingly a lot less painful than expected and Namfoodle is able to stay conscious. Examining the woman she has a very large gash on the side of her head, a few minor cuts and bruises on her face. She is unconscious but breathing.
Jul 2, 2016 3:14 am
"Good." the rogue shakes his head at the half-orc. "But understand this, no one here is your friend Uruzal... Until you prove yourself worthy of our friendship. It would have been easier to kill you, but what would that have given? More blood on the ground and wasted lives."
Tol grimaces at the woman, " Gala, Izen, could you carry the woman please? As careful as I know you can." And Namfoodle..." Tol walks and puts a hand on the gnomes shoulder, "I know you're hurt my friend, but we don't know who this woman is. If she is from around here, showing up at the tavern with her looking like this will most assuredly raise some anger from the locals." Tol opens his bag and offers the gnome three gold coins, "I'd like to buy that potion of yours. Your wounds are bad, but she looks terrible."
The dwarf once more turns to Uruzall and points up to his face, feet above him. "You and me have some talkin to do boyo! We'll camp here for the night. In the morning, someone return and fetch us if all is well, and if you can, please bring ale... I'm going to need it."
Tol grimaces at the woman, " Gala, Izen, could you carry the woman please? As careful as I know you can." And Namfoodle..." Tol walks and puts a hand on the gnomes shoulder, "I know you're hurt my friend, but we don't know who this woman is. If she is from around here, showing up at the tavern with her looking like this will most assuredly raise some anger from the locals." Tol opens his bag and offers the gnome three gold coins, "I'd like to buy that potion of yours. Your wounds are bad, but she looks terrible."
The dwarf once more turns to Uruzall and points up to his face, feet above him. "You and me have some talkin to do boyo! We'll camp here for the night. In the morning, someone return and fetch us if all is well, and if you can, please bring ale... I'm going to need it."
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Jul 2, 2016 3:47 am
"Uruzall is not looking to make friends, Uruzall wants no friends. Lives are not wasted in battle they are given the greatest honor of a glorious death." Upon hearing Tol saying they are camping for the night there he lays on a near by tree, hands behind his head, "If that's what you want, let us chat."
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