WD's "Base of Operations" ICC

Voda Vosa · Apr 2, 2008

Torek follows Warren to the inn, where they find the dwarf. Happy, the halforc says to the dwarf. "Me Torek, dwarf like drink competition? Torek great warrior, great drinker! Dwarf want to play?"

Bihlbo · Apr 2, 2008

Collan (with Jarek), elf cleric 5, hp 24/24, AC 16, Spells 0 to 3: 6/5/4/3

Collan says, "We are not in the business of spying. We are in the business of shedding light on dark deeds and driving out the shadows. My vouch is on the half-orcish humans with whom Jerek and I travel, and dispite their unfortunate parentage, one can rest firmly on their character without fear of tremble or wane.

"These spies of which you speak, and the sundry troubles of Marikest; perhaps this is the matter for which we were summoned by Lorren. Proceed, Sherrif."

Walking Dad · Apr 2, 2008

Ilium said:
"That makes sense," Jarek agrees. After a pause says, "Maybe the best thing is to set one spy to catch another. Two of our friends are half-orcs. Maybe they could try to catch your spies."

"I don't think that will work. The orcs don't trust them completely and you and your companions have more urgent issues."

Bihlbo said:
Collan says, "We are not in the business of spying. We are in the business of shedding light on dark deeds and driving out the shadows. My vouch is on the half-orcish humans with whom Jerek and I travel, and dispite their unfortunate parentage, one can rest firmly on their character without fear of tremble or wane.

"These spies of which you speak, and the sundry troubles of Marikest; perhaps this is the matter for which we were summoned by Lorren. Proceed, Sherrif."

"Well spoken, cleric. Follow me."
They escort you to a high hall. Before he enters the door, Collan sees is small man darting away. The town council concists of a burly male dwarf, clad in black leather, a male human with an aristocratic nose, a half-elf woman in rainbow garment and an elderly human male, clealy Lorren, the highpriest of Pelor.
The hawknosed man speaks to you: "My name is Gerrard Ishkar, this is Master Hubrid Darkfather, the lady is Sara Ty-Djarling. We are the town council. And you are the heros Father Lorren has send for?" nodding and the priest.

Walking Dad · Apr 2, 2008

Lord Slaw said:
Arrak gives a curt nod to Reggie, then turns back to his drink. After taking a gulp from the mug, Arrak speaks to Reggie over his shoulder. "More important things in life than gold. Time can't be bought. I've got no problem with a guide." Arrak pauses for a moment, finishes his drink in a few large gulps, and says to the barmaid, "Good ale. I'll have another." As he waits for his second round, Arrak stands up and turns to face Reggie, arms crossed. "What's this about treasure in the keep?"

"Ah, yes, the trasures...", beginns the dwarf his tale as a Half-Orc enters the tavern.

Voda Vosa said:
Torek follows Warren to the inn, where they find the dwarf. Happy, the halforc says to the dwarf. "Me Torek, dwarf like drink competition? Torek great warrior, great drinker! Dwarf want to play?"

Looking from Torek to Arrak with a grin: "Later my new friend, for now my dwarven pride has been challenged. Barmaid! Five DD's for me and my big rival!"
The barmaid brings the second round and the ten mugs Reggie ordered. She stays at Paldon's side, as all patrons await the contest.

Kenku17 · Apr 3, 2008

Walking Dad said:
"Ah, yes, the trasures...", beginns the dwarf his tale as a Half-Orc enters the tavern.

Looking from Torek to Arrak with a grin: "Later my new friend, for now my dwarven pride has been challenged. Barmaid! Five DD's for me and my big rival!"
The barmaid brings the second round and the ten mugs Reggie ordered. She stays at Paldon's side, as all patrons await the contest.

Paldon Laughs as he watches the contest begin, but ready to catch the looser.

Ilium · Apr 3, 2008

Jarek bows low and says, "Yes, we came at Father Lorren's bidding, good sir. But 'hero' is too much to claim. I am Jarek, an Acolyte Champion of Pelor." He turns his attention to Collan, to see how he conducts himself before a high priest of Pelor.

Walking Dad · Apr 3, 2008

Kenku17 said:
Paldon Laughs as he watches the contest begin, but ready to catch the looser.

They start their drinking contest. After the third mug, a short man, clad in black leather enters the tavern and whispers something in Reggie's ear.
"Alas, my thirsty frind, I declare you the winner. I will pay the drinks. But I nearly forgot an urgent meeting. Let us all meet again tomorrow morning in this tavern. Than I will be prepared to lead you to the keep." he apologizes before he leaves the tavern with the messanger.

Voda Vosa · Apr 3, 2008

Disappointed, Torek shrugs. "Thats fine. Torek wins, it is always fine when Torek wins HAHA" the half-orc laughs.

Lord Slaw · Apr 3, 2008

Arrak finishes his round, and sighs contentedly. "Damn fine ale." Seeing that the drinking contest has come to an abrupt end, Arrak pats Torek heartily on the back. "That you did, Torek. Good show! I'll go find us a room." He then proceeds to look around for an innkeeper, ready to purchase a night's stay.

Voda Vosa · Apr 4, 2008

"Aye, Torek needs rest to replace his great strength. Also ale makes Torek sleep. But he does not regain nothing from that." Torke replies with a shrug.