D&D II Act One Scene I - Heroes for hire

sKeith

Sarric disembarks the ship.

Evade

Therai pauses as he's about to disembark the ship, turns to the captain and asks "Any idea where the council chamber is?"

Necro

Fargadras sidles up to Sarric when they are both clear of earshot from the captain.

'Psst, hey - look what I swiped. Maybe we could make a few coin from it?'

He lets Sarric see a brief flash of the locket and then it disappears from sight again.

Fourier

Evade wrote: »

Therai pauses as he's about to disembark the ship, turns to the captain and asks "Any idea where the council chamber is?"

The captain points to a stark white building two blocks into the city.

"She's that one. Past the market and turn left."

The market he is referring to begins at the docks. City folk bustling back and forth between fruit stalls and knick-knack shops.

Evade

Fourier wrote: »

The captain points to a stark white building two blocks into the city.

"She's that one. Past the market and turn left."

The market he is referring to begins at the docks. City folk bustling back and forth between fruit stalls and knick-knack shops.

Therai smiles at the captain and says, "thanks skip" and walks towards the white building glancing at the wares in the market stalls as he goes.

sKeith

Necrominus wrote: »

Fargadras sidles up to Sarric when they are both clear of earshot from the captain.

'Psst, hey - look what I swiped. Maybe we could make a few coin from it?'

He lets Sarric see a brief flash of the locket and then it disappears from sight again.

"A fine piece. Would you like to accompany me to a shop to try to flog it, I have some stuff I need to flog too."

Banjo

Retula follows, almost as if on autopilot. Above the Raven does too.

Necro

sKeith wrote: »

"A fine piece. Would you like to accompany me to a shop to try to flog it, I have some stuff I need to flog too."

Fargadras smiles.

'Yes, I would like that. But maybe we should go see the elders first. Also, I have a plan to gain us some more coin before we leave the city. Up for some mischief?'

He skips lightly ahead of Sarric, following Therai.

sKeith

Necrominus wrote: »

Fargadras smiles.

'Yes, I would like that. But maybe we should go see the elders first. Also, I have a plan to gain us some more coin before we leave the city. Up for some mischief?'

He skips lightly ahead of Sarric, following Therai.

"Let them wait. We just got off the boat, I wouldn't mind doing my trading and getting a few coin for a nice beer, then, after i've have quite a few, i'll go see those fellors you talking about, they are definetly not number 1 or number 2 on my must do list."

Necro

Fargadras stops.

'Sure, let's see can we find a fen... I mean, ahem - shopkeeper.'

sKeith

Sarric keeps his eyes peeled for somewhere which might purchase some items he has.

Fourier

A trinket shop lies a few rows in, though there is nowhere that sells weapons within the market.

sKeith

Sarric asks a stall keeper where he would find a shop for alchemy suplies and a weapons shop in the city.

Necro

Fargadras skips off to the trinket shop and enters.

'Afternoon kind soul! This a trinket store? Very well met if so. Are you a part of a guild of some sort? I have an item, was hoping you could take a look at it?'

OOC: An attempt at Thieves Cant, I'll get better, I promise

Banjo

Retula looks at how tall the buildings are. In tentacle spans. Shopping is booooooooring.

Fourier

sKeith wrote: »

Sarric asks a stall keeper where he would find a shop for alchemy suplies and a weapons shop in the city.

"For weapons ye'd be looking for Kaldon's up past the council chambers. Third right after them. Alchemy, well the Alchemists guild, based in the Tower over there."

He gestures at a huge structure, at least twenty floors high, with an alchemist carved on one side and a warrior in golden armour carved on the other.

"Terrible weather isn't it?"

sKeith

Fourier wrote: »

"For weapons ye'd be looking for Kaldon's up past the council chambers. Third right after them. Alchemy, well the Alchemists guild, based in the Tower over there."

He gestures at a huge structure, at least twenty floors high, with an alchemist carved on one side and a warrior in golden armour carved on the other.

"Terrible weather isn't it?"

"Thanks for the direction, the weather is terrible, expecting to see cat and dogs falling from the sky in a minute"

Sarric ventures into the alchemist tower.

Fourier

Evade wrote: »

Therai smiles at the captain and says, "thanks skip" and walks towards the white building glancing at the wares in the market stalls as he goes.

In terms of magical potential the stalls have little. He makes his way to the council chambers as the rain seems to step up a notch, one's head would almost ache. And they say this land is a dry desert?

Fourier

sKeith wrote: »

"Thanks for the direction, the weather is terrible, expecting to see cat and dogs falling from the sky in a minute"

Sarric ventures into the alchemist tower.

The tower is even more impressive up close, fine jewels embedded along its walls. The door has lamps above it burning with green flame.

Within Sarric finds an excellent array of alchemic items, stacked shelf upon shelf extending over the first three floors of the tower. Overall the aromatic effect is one of a strong soap with a hint of lavender.

"Looking to brew something in particular my friend" inquires a man in a simple black robe.

Fourier

OOC: Halting for today. To let Tigger catch up and keep the slow pace.

sKeith

Fourier wrote: »

The tower is even more impressive up close, fine jewels embedded along its walls. The door has lamps above it burning with green flame.

Within Sarric finds an excellent array of alchemic items, stacked shelf upon shelf extending over the first three floors of the tower. Overall the aromatic effect is one of a strong soap with a hint of lavender.

"Looking to brew something in particular my friend" inquires a man in a simple black robe.

"oh, hello my freind, I have these supplies, which i'd like to offload, would you be interested in making me an offer for them"
Sarric takes out the 'achemists supplies kit' and shows the man in black robes.

Tigger

Fourier wrote: »

The captain points to a stark white building two blocks into the city.

"She's that one. Past the market and turn left."

The market he is referring to begins at the docks. City folk bustling back and forth between fruit stalls and knick-knack shops.

I disembark and start the process of slowly strolling nonchantly towards the council buildings while acually holding dynamic tension in my body ready to fight flee or fcuk depending on my judgement.

I also use my perception proficiency to gauge the immediacies in this stinking cress pit of non elves.

OldGoat

Mags heads to the nearest notice board to see if there are any gigs in town before heading on to the council to get the lowdown on what the "Great Mission" is all about.

Fourier

sKeith wrote: »

"oh, hello my freind, I have these supplies, which i'd like to offload, would you be interested in making me an offer for them"
Sarric takes out the 'achemists supplies kit' and shows the man in black robes.

"Hmmm, of standard construction, but in good condition."

He strokes his beard and taps his feet.

"I'm going to say.....35GP?"

sKeith

"Its in perfect condition, and you know it, 40GP and its a done deal."

Fourier

Tigger wrote: »

I also use my perception proficiency to gauge the immediacies in this stinking cress pit of non elves.

The common rabble about Rhiggy are nothing to be concerned with, even the city guard at a cursory glance would have an arrow in their gullet before they'd reach their weapon. Easy to spot an untrained soldier and these guards weren't far off civilians.

Tigger

I move on towards the council chambers

Fourier

sKeith wrote: »

"Its in perfect condition, and you know it, 40GP and its a done deal."

"It is, but I have many like it. 35GP or no sale."

sKeith

Sarric hands over the supplies, "I suppose you do. I need to eat and drink, so i'll take what i can.", he takes the 35GP and departs.

Fourier

Tigger wrote: »

I move on towards the council chambers

Rhiggy catches up with Therai and Mags, they stand before the mighty gates of the council chambers.

Two dissatisfied looking guards nod as they approach.

Fourier

Necrominus wrote: »

Fargadras skips off to the trinket shop and enters.

'Afternoon kind soul! This a trinket store? Very well met if so. Are you a part of a guild of some sort? I have an item, was hoping you could take a look at it?'

OOC: An attempt at Thieves Cant, I'll get better, I promise

The man at the stall glances around.

"I have no interest in yer northern item, you lumbering Stagian fool. Get off my street now."

Fourier

sKeith wrote: »

Sarric hands over the supplies, "I suppose you do. I need to eat and drink, so i'll take what i can.", he takes the 35GP and departs.

Sarric comes trailing along with his purse full of coin to the council chamber gates.

Necro

Fargadras smiles.

'Very well kind sir. I can see where I'm not wanted. Good day!'

He skips off and stops at a nearby stall.

'Well met! Could you be so kind as to point me to Stagian Street please?'

Fourier

Necrominus wrote: »

Fargadras smiles.

'Very well kind sir. I can see where I'm not wanted. Good day!'

He skips off and stops at a nearby stall.

'Well met! Could you be so kind as to point me to Stagian Street please?'

The Dwarf manning the stall beams with a smile.

"Aye, she's two districts past them dere council chambers, you'll see 'er then.

Would ye like a firecracker for your....well ye nay have a beard but, maybe fer a friend's beard?"

Banjo

Sauntering towards the council chambers, whistling nonchalantly and trying not to magic anything.

Fourier

Banjo wrote: »

Sauntering towards the council chambers, whistling nonchalantly and trying not to magic anything.

Retula reaches the gates. The shadows seem to move slightly toward her on her way there, do they recognise a kindred soul?

Necro

Fourier wrote: »

The Dwarf manning the stall beams with a smile.

"Aye, she's two districts past them dere council chambers, you'll see 'er then.

Would ye like a firecracker for your....well ye nay have a beard but, maybe fer a friend's beard?"

Fargadras smiles again. He doesn't have the same dislike for dwarves his kin tend to.

'No beards in my party, sadly. But I'll be sure to send them your way! Who's your choice of worship these days, friend?'

Fourier

Necrominus wrote: »

Fargadras smiles again. He doesn't have the same dislike for dwarves his kin tend to.

'No beards in my party, sadly. But I'll be sure to send them your way! Who's your choice of worship these days, friend?'

"Aye, the usual. Vergadain, Dumathoin, BandyLegs. But I nay have a favourite. If it's luck in business I seek, Vergadain. Wisdom, Dumathoin. A wrong that needs rightin or luck with the ladies, BandyLegs. Depends on the day."

Necro

Fourier wrote: »

"Aye, the usual. Vergadain, Dumathoin, BandyLegs. But I nay have a favourite. If it's luck in business I seek, Vergadain. Wisdom, Dumathoin. A wrong that needs rightin or luck with the ladies, BandyLegs. Depends on the day."

Fergadras shudders. That name. Bandylegs. How did a fella like that become a revered god?

He looks at the dwarf.

'How much are your firecrackers? I'll take some as you helped me.'

Fourier

"A silver piece each"

Fourier

Council Chambers:

The guards approach Sarric and Rhiggy.

"What ye 'ere for?

Necro

'I'll take five.'

He hands over the coin to the dwarf, pockets the firecrackers for some later mischief and skips to the council chambers to join his party.

Stagian Street can wait for a while.

sKeith

Fourier wrote: »

Council Chambers:

The guards approach Sarric and Rhiggy.

"What ye 'ere for?

"I forget. What did that captain fello say again, risk taking, we all going to die, some thing like that, does that ring any bells?"

Fourier

Fargadras catches up with the others arriving as the guards being to speak.

sKeith wrote: »

"I forget. What did that captain fello say again, risk taking, we all going to die, some thing like that, does that ring any bells?"

"Ah, the quote 'Great Mission'. Yer funeral pal. I don't suppose there is any point in asking any of you to relinquish yer weapons?"

Necro

Fargadras smiles at the guards.

'What weapons?'

He shows his hands which are free of any. His backpack on the other hand...

Fourier

Necrominus wrote: »

Fargadras smiles at the guards.

'What weapons?'

He shows his hands which are free of any. His backpack on the other hand...

"Yeah, yeah. We've seen it all pal, just get inside."

sKeith

Fourier wrote: »

Fargadras catches up with the others arriving as the guards being to speak.


"Ah, the quote 'Great Mission'. Yer funeral pal. I don't suppose there is any point in asking any of you to relinquish yer weapons?"

"just point us in the right direction and we'll be on our way."

Tigger

Fourier wrote: »

Fargadras catches up with the others arriving as the guards being to speak.


"Ah, the quote 'Great Mission'. Yer funeral pal. I don't suppose there is any point in asking any of you to relinquish yer weapons?"

I decock both my bows remove the bolts and hand them over.

Necro

Fargadras skips up to Rhiggy.

'Are you a real drow or is that just face paint? I've never seen a real drow in the sun before. Won't your skin crack up and you'll turn to dust? Care for an archery competition later?'

Fourier

Tigger wrote: »

I decock both my bows remove the bolts and hand them over.

"Thanks, mate. Glad to see they have courtesy in....the Underdark I'm guessing. Actually surprised to see they have courtesy in the Underdark. You'll be the one without arrows trained on yer head."