HM's Carrion Crown AP - IC

Satin Knights · Apr 8, 2011

Marshan

After everyone has finished their meal and retires from the table, Marshan starts collecting the table scraps into a large bread bowl. "If I don't give Toddy at least table scraps, he'll bitch and moan all day long tomorrow. As as a kind word of advice, never mention the word 'opera' around him. His foul mouthed tirade will go on for a good ten minutes." Gathering the last of the bread, and stacking the rest of the dishes for the servants, he pauses.

"After I am done with this, does anyone want to check out the local tavern? It's a few hours after sunset now, so there should be enough drunken fools bragging about how they "beat us down" today. Books will tell us their secrets tomorrow in the light. Drunks will only remember their secrets for one night. My eight silver pieces won't go far, but I figure the brawl will break out before the second round."

perrinmiller · Apr 8, 2011

Firvinianna Laali, Half Drow Elven Sorceress

Firvinianna nods to Marshan's idea of going to the tavern that evening. She has heard that in some cultures, they don't mourn the passing of someone in sadness, but rather throw a rousing drunken party instead. She wonders what traditions the locals might practice. "The tavern visit sounds fine to me tonight. Perhaps a bit of performing will help loosen tongues or at least alleviate the costs of drinks."

However, as they are considering the information itself they each know, she shares what she has learned about the prison history and the group of necromancers prior to this day.

Frivin changes into her other clothes, the outfit meant for working in a tavern instead of traveling. It reveals even more skin and cleavage, the tattoo on her lower back clearly visible. A little prestidigitation has her clean and smelling nice and flowery as well. She is ready to leave with Marshan once he departs the house.

OOC: Sorry, already past my bedtime and we can all read the info in the RG.
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Firvinianna Laali

Satin Knights · Apr 8, 2011

After feeding the mule, Marshan comes back in to clean up a bit the best he can the old fashioned way. Ready to escort Firvinianna in a dignified manor, "Are the two of you going to be joining us?"
[sblock=ooc]going out without armor, carrying just a dagger. Stop to cast mage armor about 100' before the bar.[/sblock]

GlassEye · Apr 8, 2011

Gregori nods slowly. "Aye. Though if I were an ignorant country lout bent on mischief, uneasy with the good Professor's burial arrangements and fortified with liquid foolishness I might be tempted to disturb the Professor's rest." His look is serious. "Perhaps a walk through the Restlands later to ensure the Professor remains undisturbed this night?"

Seeing that Marshan has divested himself of armor and most of his weapons Gregori sighs, mumbles something about "...silly social..." and likewise strips himself of armor, shield, and most of his weapons only keeping an axe at his belt.

Satin Knights · Apr 8, 2011

"That is why I made a spectacle of planting the baby treant in front of the crowd. The uneducated masses might think twice before tempting fate. And it was a show for the children. Belief in gods feeds the gods, belief in magic feeds magic. But most people don't realize a person can practice both."

Telepathically, "Hey Toddy, how many people do you think saw through the baby treant stunt for what it was today?"

"Ah, you can sling your weapons on Toddy again. He sorta has to follow me everywhere anyways, so he will trailing along. If a brawl does break out, try moving it to the street so he can surprise the others. He does a good job fighting as an odd pack mule or as his true nature. It will also give us a little more room to fight. I have a couple of mage armor spells I could cast before going in if people are feeling naked."

Maidhc O Casain · Apr 8, 2011

Halál cocks his head to the side in a most raven-like expression of excitement. "I'm up for a little excitement! But I think we should take care not to kill the locals . . . there is law here, after all, and besides the fact that we'll likely need their good-will if we're to find anything out the thought of spending our month here hanging from a gibbet doesn't do much for me."

Gesturing to the others to wait, he moves to his room and quickly divests himself of weapons and armor, tucking only his sap into his belt under his cloak. He pauses for a moment. Hmmm. Better safe than sorry! He re-secures his daggers in their wrist sheaths and rejoins the others.

"I'll take you up on the offer of that Mage Armor spell!"

Satin Knights · Apr 9, 2011

"Ok. I will toss it on just before we go in."

GlassEye · Apr 9, 2011

Gregori Ostov - Ranger/Alchemist

Gregori nods. "Ah, yes. I had forgotten for a moment the planting of the treant." He grins. "That may be enough to keep the Professor safe." Changing topics Gregori mentions the offered spells. "Keep your spell; I'm hoping it doesn't come to a fight. If it does, I'll take my chances."

HolyMan · Apr 9, 2011

The group makes their way to the center of town. All is quiet as most of the population of Ravengro is farmers. An old dog resting between two buildings gives them a curious glance before once more putting it's head down.

The group has stopped near a gazebo near the "unoffical" center of town. The cast about until the discovery what must be a tavern. From up the street light, music, and the murmur of voices make it easy to identify. So they make their way to it.

Outside while Marshan casts his spells the others look over the building. A sign showing a smiling devil reads...
The Laughing Demon. Ready they enter the establishment.

As the door opens and the group starts to enter the once normal sounds of the tavern stop. All is quiet as almost everyone in the common room turns to stare at the party.

[sblock=OOC] SK I didn't answer for Toddy as I don't know his personality. MAybe after seeing him played for a while I would be able to.[/sblock]

perrinmiller · Apr 9, 2011

Firvinianna Laali, Half Drow Elven Sorceress

Firvinianna accepts Marshan's arm in escort through town to the rousing tavern. Knowing that she is never truly unarmed, she only takes the dagger along, the whip doesn't appear to match this particular evening attire.

As the others are preparing for a tavern brawl, she decides that if things can go bad, they probably will and uses her own spell to be prepared for the worst.

On entering the establishment, the cool reception is noted, but she doesn't stiffen in response. Marshan hear's her soft elven muttering under her breath and a sarcastic, "Lovely," in common.

She puts on a slight smile and walks in regally as if she owns the place. Making her way further inside, she looks for either an empty table for all four of them or an open area at the bar.

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Firvinianna Laali