Sep 28, 2018 6:09 pm
Finally noticing the cup-shaking goblin, Daniel thinks back to the days when he was destitute and drops a couple of copper coins into the cup.
Chapter 2: The path to enlightenment is blood
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Sep 29, 2018 2:44 am
Lavender saunters right past Wobbeltoof without even a first glance and approaches the wealthy goblins with a glint in his eye. Finally, some suckers WORTH a good con! Never met a deck of cards I couldn't 'persuade' to deal in my favor...
"Excuse me, gents. Good evening to you! I couldn't help but notice this seems to be the section of the room with some taste and class, and I figured I would come avail myself of the fine atmosphere at this table. Might I buy my way in to your game of leisure with a few drinks and an ante?" He signals the barkeep for a round of drinks for the card players and takes a seat cross-legged on the floor bringing himself down to just under their height, a smile of deference plastered onto his face.
"Excuse me, gents. Good evening to you! I couldn't help but notice this seems to be the section of the room with some taste and class, and I figured I would come avail myself of the fine atmosphere at this table. Might I buy my way in to your game of leisure with a few drinks and an ante?" He signals the barkeep for a round of drinks for the card players and takes a seat cross-legged on the floor bringing himself down to just under their height, a smile of deference plastered onto his face.
Sep 29, 2018 5:25 am
Murt kicks her foot angrily against the table, or perhaps a knee, while sitting in a fashion more befit a swaggering sailor than a 19 year old girl. "This place eats donkey ass," she says while flicking what seems to be chunks of carrots out of her stew. Her mead disappears in one quick gulp, and she slumps on the table, curled on her arms and glowering about the room like a sulking rattlesnake. "Why we even goin' places jus' 'cuz dumb bird say so?" She eyes the overly cheerful Hobbit woman, and looks about the ruckus of the green-skined mob.
Sep 30, 2018 6:26 am
The three card players look at Lavender and nod. "The stakes are a silver to sit in." Says a goblin with a purple cloak and a purplish nose. "This here's Rotgut, keeper of the peace here in Splokton. That is Earlear, he is in charge of trade with Anthat. And I am Kirlkin, I run the town." He says pointing to his companions and to himself. Ginger, the halfling tavern keeper runs and gets Lavender a chair. She frowns as she does so. Rotgut deals out three cards, Lavender recognizes the game as Swords and Skulls, a cutthroat game using the gypsy fate cards. The game is deadly because the betting stakes can get quite high but also because using a fate deck people are exposing themselves to the notice of the fates.
Ginger then heads over to Daniel, she takes the coin from him for the dinner and puts down her cleavage. She then shakes it and the coins jingle. She winks at Daniel.
Wobbletoof starts grinding on the hurly burly and plucking some strings. He then begins to dance in a circle. Then he looks at Daniel and shakes his cup. He smiles. "Gather round ever'one and I'll tell the tale known to all in Splokton but visitors best be warned. For as the moon shines brightest we all know what creeps out of their holes... The whole tavern yells in unison "Grimalkin!" He then plucks at his instrument and continues "Cursed creatures with a hunger for flesh. Lock yer doors and board up your windows. For at night they walk. The evil... The whole tavern yells again in unison "Grimalkin!" He plucks and plays some more music "Their claws are sharp and their teef bite deep. But a weakness they have... Wobbletoof moves over to Stearvall and jangles the cup before him asking for another donation.
The goblin woodsman, grabs his axe, stands up and looks at Murt. "I think you are ugly."
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Roll your luck and add you luck bonus. You could also burn luck if you wish 😃 You can also say how much you want to bet. AND/OR of course Lavender can do whatever he wishes...Wobbletoof starts grinding on the hurly burly and plucking some strings. He then begins to dance in a circle. Then he looks at Daniel and shakes his cup. He smiles. "Gather round ever'one and I'll tell the tale known to all in Splokton but visitors best be warned. For as the moon shines brightest we all know what creeps out of their holes... The whole tavern yells in unison "Grimalkin!" He then plucks at his instrument and continues "Cursed creatures with a hunger for flesh. Lock yer doors and board up your windows. For at night they walk. The evil... The whole tavern yells again in unison "Grimalkin!" He plucks and plays some more music "Their claws are sharp and their teef bite deep. But a weakness they have... Wobbletoof moves over to Stearvall and jangles the cup before him asking for another donation.
The goblin woodsman, grabs his axe, stands up and looks at Murt. "I think you are ugly."
Sep 30, 2018 7:43 am
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Does Stearvall need his spells? If so just pick them. I believe you get 4 of them. Sep 30, 2018 10:29 am
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And this is the same deal where I'm trying to roll *under* my Luck score, correct? Would I then subtract my modifier? Lavender's strategy here is to lose a few small hands at first so they drop their guard and then go big to take these gobbos for all they're worth!After the first hand and Wobbeltoof's first verse, Lavender begins to look a bit sheepish. "You'll have to excuse me, gents. Swords and Skulls is not my forte. What is this card's value again? And I can pair it with this one here for what outcome?" When Wobbeltoof gets to the second chorus Lavender joins in with a hearty "Grimalkin! Ahh, such a lively tavern and what a story! Surely as the movers and shakers of this fine city you must know the tale of Grimalkin, where did the legend originate I wonder?" After a few more hands of losing and pumping for information, Lavender will turn up the heat and start cleaning house if he can.
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Edit: Let me know if I did that correctly. If not I'll add 2 for 13 instead and then most likely burn a point of Luck or two :)Last edited September 30, 2018 10:40 am
Rolls
Lavender's Luck - (1d20-2)
(11) - 2 = 9
Sep 30, 2018 6:36 pm
Murt turns her petulant stare towards the woodsman who has approached her with an insult.
Now here is a delicate situation, this can't be denied; the atmosphere hasn't been exactly friendly, and the gang is far from home. It will have to take all of Murt's diplomatic prowess to untangle the signals the group has given that led to this hostile encounter.
"FUCK YOU." She bellows while up-heaving her bowl of stew into the goblins face, knocking over her own table in the process of leaping to her feat, ready to fight. For now it's a bar brawl she anticipates, but her hand is near her sword in case this goober thinks its more.
Now here is a delicate situation, this can't be denied; the atmosphere hasn't been exactly friendly, and the gang is far from home. It will have to take all of Murt's diplomatic prowess to untangle the signals the group has given that led to this hostile encounter.
"FUCK YOU." She bellows while up-heaving her bowl of stew into the goblins face, knocking over her own table in the process of leaping to her feat, ready to fight. For now it's a bar brawl she anticipates, but her hand is near her sword in case this goober thinks its more.
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Mighty Deed to attempt to blind the woodsman!OOC:
Added a crit roll!Last edited September 30, 2018 6:39 pm
Rolls
Attack Dice - (1d3)
(1) = 1
Action Dice - (1d20+1)
(20) + 1 = 21
Crit Roll - (1d12)
(9) = 9
Oct 1, 2018 1:17 am
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I was thinking it would be an opposed test so the higher the number the better. So I will add 2 to the roll. The steaming bowl of stew scalds the goblin woodsman's face. The crowd goes silent for a moment. The woodsman flailing around miserable and blind seems unable to find his axe. He seems to be trying to find it. The crowd looks on with curiosity and not a small amount of enjoyment. Even the card players seem to be enjoying the spectacle.
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Since you rolled a crit I gave you the mighty deed. Murt and anyone else that wants to go gets another turn Rolls
card player luck - (1d20)
(4) = 4
Oct 1, 2018 3:56 am
Seeing no one stick up for the woodsman, Murt shoves the blinded goblin onto the ground and attempts to drag him to the door by one of his ankles.
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Would you like me to roll for dragging him outside?
Oct 1, 2018 4:16 am
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I picked Spells, not sure why I didn't add them to the sheer. I'll add it tomorrow.Oct 1, 2018 4:33 am
Having dragged the blinded woodsman out of the tavern, Murt snatches his ax and tosses it back indoors. She spits at the creature while sliding her brass knuckles over her favorite punching fist.
"No, YOU UGLY." She cracks him on the jaw, purposefully knocking a tooth out for her collection. She adds the bloody token to her bag of broken teeth and walks back into the crowded tavern, leaving the beaten wretch to himself.
Instead of sitting at the ruined table where her friends are trying to piece together how exactly they were going to settle their tabs over a mess of soup, Murt chooses to join the table where the uppity woodsman was sitting. She grabs his mug and drinks his drink, giving a promising look to any gobbo who dares question why she'd join them.
"No, YOU UGLY." She cracks him on the jaw, purposefully knocking a tooth out for her collection. She adds the bloody token to her bag of broken teeth and walks back into the crowded tavern, leaving the beaten wretch to himself.
Instead of sitting at the ruined table where her friends are trying to piece together how exactly they were going to settle their tabs over a mess of soup, Murt chooses to join the table where the uppity woodsman was sitting. She grabs his mug and drinks his drink, giving a promising look to any gobbo who dares question why she'd join them.
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Oct 2, 2018 1:04 am
As Murt returns the tavern erupts into cheers. "We haven't seen a fight like that in ages!" a stranger yells. The tavern seems to really liven up for awhile keeping Ginger very busy as people buy more drinks and talk about fighting and the last good fight was when a dwarf walked into the bar...
The three card players take advantage of the distraction to get out of the game not wishing to lose any more money.
Murt and her companions get 2 or 3 rounds of drinks from the fellows of the tavern and 1 round from Ginger. "I might ask you all to stay a few extra nights, it is good for business!"
Eventually though the crowd turns somber as a bell rings. The goblins get into groups, grab pitch forks, shovels and the occasional bow.
When there are only half a dozen patrons left Ginger comes over "So you want to stay the night?"
The three card players take advantage of the distraction to get out of the game not wishing to lose any more money.
Murt and her companions get 2 or 3 rounds of drinks from the fellows of the tavern and 1 round from Ginger. "I might ask you all to stay a few extra nights, it is good for business!"
Eventually though the crowd turns somber as a bell rings. The goblins get into groups, grab pitch forks, shovels and the occasional bow.
When there are only half a dozen patrons left Ginger comes over "So you want to stay the night?"
Oct 2, 2018 1:22 pm
As soon as Murt bellows her initial curse at the woodsman Lavender cringes, squeezing his eyes shut. Preparing for the worst he readies himself to scoop up all of his winnings and make a dash for the exit. Wincing even harder when the hot soup splashes into the goblin's face Lavender joins the chorus of "Ooooooh!" as everyone feels his pain.
When Murt re-enters victorious to the cheers of the tavern patrons, Lavender relaxes and turns back to his game only to find the other players have vanished. Shrugging, he collects his 30 shekels and walks over to Murt's table, dropping 5 silver each in front of Stearvall and Daniel with a wink on the way. "How's that fer a return on investment, eh?"
Grabbing a seat across from Murt, Lavender slides another 5 silver across the table to her. He speaks towards the group so the others are included at the next table. "Good show, Murty! You read the room perfectly and gave th' people what they wanted. Couldn't have done it better meself! What say we adjourn for the night and hit the road again in the morning? I'm thinkin' it would be best if we did not find ourselves campin' in these parts after nightfall. Whatever these Grimalkin are, I dun wanna find out fer meself." Lavender drinks everything that he is offered.
When Murt re-enters victorious to the cheers of the tavern patrons, Lavender relaxes and turns back to his game only to find the other players have vanished. Shrugging, he collects his 30 shekels and walks over to Murt's table, dropping 5 silver each in front of Stearvall and Daniel with a wink on the way. "How's that fer a return on investment, eh?"
Grabbing a seat across from Murt, Lavender slides another 5 silver across the table to her. He speaks towards the group so the others are included at the next table. "Good show, Murty! You read the room perfectly and gave th' people what they wanted. Couldn't have done it better meself! What say we adjourn for the night and hit the road again in the morning? I'm thinkin' it would be best if we did not find ourselves campin' in these parts after nightfall. Whatever these Grimalkin are, I dun wanna find out fer meself." Lavender drinks everything that he is offered.
Oct 2, 2018 7:36 pm
Murt leers at Lavender, a mixture of budding anger and confusion on her simple face. "I can't read, idiot." She bites the silver, and slides the coins into her pocket.
Oct 2, 2018 8:21 pm
Daniel smiles and claps with the crowd while watching the show that Murt puts on, enjoying the spectacle and allowing himself to relax a bit.
Daniel nods his thanks to Lavender when the coins are placed in front of him and scoops them into his pouch before raising his mug in toast to the gambler.
When Ginger comes over, Daniel shrugs, "Why not?" he says, "Doubt anyone's going to mess with us after that show!"
Daniel nods his thanks to Lavender when the coins are placed in front of him and scoops them into his pouch before raising his mug in toast to the gambler.
When Ginger comes over, Daniel shrugs, "Why not?" he says, "Doubt anyone's going to mess with us after that show!"
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Oct 3, 2018 8:50 am
Ginger takes you to some rooms. They are sized for small folk like goblins, dwarves and halflings but Ginger is resourceful and puts beds together. The night seems to go by without incident for all save Stearvall. Late at night Stearvall feels something heavy on his chest and a cold wind on his face. As he blinks his eyes open he sees a large black crow on his chest and the window to the room is open. The crow turns its head to get one good beady eye on Steraval. "Your quest for enlightenment is now beginning. There are three labours demanded of Molotoch. The grimalkin are undead. Undead do not leave the dead for feasting. Destroy the undead for Molotoch. That is your first labour."
The next day the sun rises, Stearvall's wakes up with the sun. His window is open. The rest of the party are downstairs eating hot oats with honey.
The next day the sun rises, Stearvall's wakes up with the sun. His window is open. The rest of the party are downstairs eating hot oats with honey.
Oct 3, 2018 2:32 pm
Lavender is currently sitting at a table with Daniel and Murt and can be heard from downstairs finishing up a particularly crass joke at Ro Ar's expense. "...so I said to her I sez... can I git a side o' divine bacon with that? Bwahahaha!" He laughs uproariously at his own joke and continues laughing so hard some oats spill out of his mouth into his beard and he doesn't seem to care.
Oct 3, 2018 3:31 pm
Stearvall steps into the common room, Gather around Friends, I revived a vision from my god last night
He closes his eyes and prays to Molotoch for bounty. "Carrion god please allow me to strengthen those that will aid me in your name"
Food begins to fall from the the air, and water clear water fills the empty mugs and glasses of the inn.
"We must venture after the grimalkin"
He closes his eyes and prays to Molotoch for bounty. "Carrion god please allow me to strengthen those that will aid me in your name"
Food begins to fall from the the air, and water clear water fills the empty mugs and glasses of the inn.
"We must venture after the grimalkin"
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Rolls
Food of the gods - (1d20+1)
(17) + 1 = 18
Manifestation - (1d4)
(2) = 2
Oct 3, 2018 3:42 pm
Daniel smiles and laughs along with Lavender's story, feeling a real sense of familiarity. It's just like the many caravan trips he's taken; sitting around a table with comrades, drinking, and telling stories.
When Stearvall comes down and makes his announcement, Daniel quiets and leans forward to listen better. He listens closely to make sure he doesn't miss anything; It could be fatal.
When Stearvall comes down and makes his announcement, Daniel quiets and leans forward to listen better. He listens closely to make sure he doesn't miss anything; It could be fatal.
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