Yttermayn's "Saga of the Dragon Cult" (IC)

[Yttermayn]

Rosalia
Make a gather information check, please.

Innkeeper tab:
Rosalia 4cp (cider)
Grok 3sp (chunka meat)

[crazy_monkey1956]

Scrag smells meat and begins to drool slightly. He dutifully remains at his post, however, keeping a watchful eye for danger.

[Voadam]

Originally Posted by Scott DeWar

John smiles at jakobee and says, "Yes i do mind" then enters the Inn and retrievs his belongings in his room. he then returns to the innkeep, notices how he is in conversation and stands waiting in patient silence, staff in hand.

Jakobee is surprised by the rudeness of this Tanner's son. As John enters the tavern Jakobee's expression clouds over and his fist clenches. Hellfire flames start to flick around the fist and gather arcane energy. Jakobee notices this however and quickly unclenches his fist and shakes his hand out so as to dissipate the gathering eldritch bolt. Jakobee gives himself a little time to consciously gather his self composure before entering the inn and taking a seat to await the conclusion of the others' conversations, in no mood for further talk himself.

[Amaury]

OOC: gather info
1d20+6=22

Rosalia dutifully pays the innkeeper adding one copper with a smile.

[Voda Vosa]

"Scrag, keep your position." Orders Tuk, arms crossed standing on a side of the Inn's door, like a statue.

[crazy_monkey1956]

Scrag looks at Tuk, head tilted to the side. Its hard to tell if Scrag agrees with Tuk or wants to eat him.

[Voda Vosa]

The man raises the right part of his lips in disgust. "I'm not your meal fool. Stand there and stop drooling about food. You've already eat, I can see blood in your mouth, so don't do something stupid that you'll regret afterwards. I'm not going to repeat that Scrag, so you better do what I say or else" The man orders in authoritary voice, narrowing his eyes. It seems his patience has a very low limit. "Only people in this pathetic village of huts would have a pet troll... "
Lost in his thoughts, Tuk doesn't notice the dwarf until he is close. "You there my dwarven friend, the others are in the inn, catch up with them and use your insight with words to gather as many usefull data as you can." He says, not actually asking; rather more demanding...

[crazy_monkey1956]

Scrag grins at Tuk, showing a mouthful of sharp, blood stained teeth.

"Man not boss of Scrag. Scrag boss of Scrag."

[Yttermayn]

Rosalia is pretty sure that she has heard most of what anybody in the town really knows, with a few exceptions. The children who found the baby birds with human fingers for wings told thier parents about them, but when they tried to show the parents, all that was left of them was small piles of black, smelly goo. This sounds similar to the deer with tentacle eyes that the hunter had shot. As he tried to drag it to town, it had rotted so rapidly that all he had to show for it was black goop on his hands, and a trail of good leading back to where he had felled the animal. The other issue is that the various townsfolk who had spoken to the innkeeper had mentioned feeling uneasy when looking up the hills in the direction of the cave. Grok and Roderic in particular could attest to that, as did the priest. All this adds up to is that something very sinister is happening in the area around the ogre cave, and it is almost certainly a lot more than just an ogre with a toothache.

[Voda Vosa]

"Acept your limitations, troll. You lack intelligence. Completely. You can do what you want, I couldn't care less, but if you follow your instincts instead of your allies intelligence, you and the woman you protect will end up under 30 kg of ogre club. So you better behave and obey when the situation requires so. I do that. See me here? Not talking? Why? Because I make people angry, I'm not a pretty face and I'm a terrible talker, so I stay here, and let other, more capable members of the group handle the situation. When there's need of my sharp tactical intelligence and precise use of force, it'll be my turn to act; and when we need your strength , that'll be your turn, so pay attention Scrag, or you'll end up dead" Explains Tuk in a rather not friendly tone. "Look at me, arguing with a Troll, as if you could grasp any of the concepts I expose to you."

OOC: Tuk is an ass, I know =D

[crazy_monkey1956]

OOC: I noticed.

"Scrag not smart. Scrag know Scrag not smart. Others not need tell Scrag Scrag not smart. Scrag strong. Scrag know Scrag strong. Scrag not need tell others Scrag strong."

His point seemingly made, Scrag turns away from Tuk and ignores him.

[Voda Vosa]

"At least we agree on something" Tuk says almost for himself. Irritated he knocks the door with his indeed heavy hands, making the old wood creak. HE opens it and prout his head inside. "Are you done here? There is much to be done and not much time." After saying that he shuts the door with a "Bam!" and remains outside, arms crossed in front of his chest.

[Amaury]

Rosalia discusses her findings with the rest of the group. As she finishes her cider she says: "I think we've learned as much as we could. We still don't understand the reason behind all this and I guess it's up to us to find it.. I suggest that we go and follow the trails of that black goo.."

Leaving Jakobee barely any time to finish his drink, sHe gets up and walks to the door, with half of the local patrons staring at her. Outside she finds Tuk and Scrag ingoring each other in a funny way.

"Tuk my darling, we're going! Black goo on the menu!"

[Helfdan]

Roderic looks at the impulsive woman as she walks out, then walks to Grok. "When you are done with your second lunch, my friend, there is an ogre cave to explore."

[Scott DeWar]

the conjurer walks up to the priest and knight(not sure which is which) "good day, I am John.Student of the arcane" he then offers his hand in greeting.

[Voda Vosa]

"Puzzling words my lady..." Heavy hands walks behind Rosalia warped in his chains.

[maddmic]

Grok nods at Roderic. He wonders why it took them this long to come to this conclusion. He had decided this over at the temple. Perhaps some of these people weren't as smart as they led on.

He drains his ale and belches loudly. He pulls out a gold and places it on the table. He looks at Roderic as he pushes out from the table. "Grok fight better on a full tummy. Ready to go now." He smiles his trademark lopsided grin and follows his companion out from the tavern.

[Voadam]

Jakobee finishes his drink and leaves with the others.

"If there is an emanation from the ogre's cave that is warping creatures this would explain his turning psychotic. If so I expect we will find more of these warped animals near there. Let us go."

[Scott DeWar]

John waves to the inn keeper as he leaves, following the eothers out.

[Helfdan]

"Well met, John. I am Roderic." The young swordsman looks at his departing friend. "Myself and some allies are about to explore a cave outside town... I assume you are here to look into the recent troubles?"