With a chagrined grimace, Shale wipes the remaining flames from his lip. Should have stuck with the three swallows, he groans, but that was good 'fyre. He fishes in his pocket for his two silver and slams them on the bar. Sorry, boys. It looks like we'll have to pay tonight after all.
Leif's 4E Adventuring in Encastulum [IC 01]
RavenBlackthorne
First Post
Firil laughs heartily and claps Shale on the back,
Good show, my stony companion! I'd have expected a display like that from our dragonborn friend! In fact, that remind me of a story I should share...
He turns to the server,
A dark ale, if you please, and don't stop until I'm lying down!
Good show, my stony companion! I'd have expected a display like that from our dragonborn friend! In fact, that remind me of a story I should share...
He turns to the server,
A dark ale, if you please, and don't stop until I'm lying down!
Goldhammer
First Post
Strike throws the barkeep two coins and then downs her drink. It's unknown just where the drink goes, but where ever it goes, it does seem to help relax her joints. Also helps shut up that voice in her head. Always whining about this and that. "That'll grease your gears." She says. "Keep em coming, barkeep."
She takes a moment to watch Shale be served a flaming drink. "Whoa! They got drinks on fire here?! The slag I didn't know about this?"
She watches with great amusement as her stoney comrade is knocked out by this mighty brew. But when he reawakens and says they should pay for their drinks, Strike snaps into action. "Like frag we're paying. Barkeep, gimme one of those Dragonfyre! I'll show you how it's done!" She barks, all the while a little voice inside her head tells her they're meant to meeting someone.
She takes a moment to watch Shale be served a flaming drink. "Whoa! They got drinks on fire here?! The slag I didn't know about this?"
She watches with great amusement as her stoney comrade is knocked out by this mighty brew. But when he reawakens and says they should pay for their drinks, Strike snaps into action. "Like frag we're paying. Barkeep, gimme one of those Dragonfyre! I'll show you how it's done!" She barks, all the while a little voice inside her head tells her they're meant to meeting someone.
Goldhammer
First Post
Goldhammer
First Post
Strike takes the drink and downs it in one gulp, fire and all. "Ha too easy!" She says, wiping her mouth. "Problem with you fleshies is you're all too-too-too-too-too-too-too-."
Strike freezes up as a smoke begins to bellow out of her. With that, she falls to the ground with a loud clang! She remains frozen on the floor, stiff and as unmoving as a statue.
Strike freezes up as a smoke begins to bellow out of her. With that, she falls to the ground with a loud clang! She remains frozen on the floor, stiff and as unmoving as a statue.
Scotley
Hero
Rydan reddens then speaks in a somewhat squeaky voice. "Um, I do have a little experience in being dosed with noxious distillates. That doesn't look any worse than several my old master tested out on me in the past. I'll give one a try if you please miss." His eyes widen a bit perhaps shocked by his own boldness. He slips on a glove before raising the fizzing and hissing crockery. "To our families and to your health my friends." He pinches his nose with one hand and knocks back the drink.
OOC: Let's hope his background choice of 'test subject' and human perseverance feat do him some good. He does have a +2 for Con. Unmodified d20 roll= 1d20=17
OOC: Let's hope his background choice of 'test subject' and human perseverance feat do him some good. He does have a +2 for Con. Unmodified d20 roll= 1d20=17
RavenBlackthorne
First Post
Oh, is this what we're doing? I guess I shouldn't be the runt of the litter! Barkeep, one for me also!
Firil slides the coins, receives the drink and the fire in his eyes matches that of the liquid.
To those who have gone before!
Unmodified roll for drinks (1d20=16)
Firil slides the coins, receives the drink and the fire in his eyes matches that of the liquid.
To those who have gone before!
Unmodified roll for drinks (1d20=16)
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Shale looks around as, one after another, his new companions emulate his ill-fated effort. He tries not to laugh as flames spout from a variety of faces, and is even a little alarmed as the warforged seems to seize up and topple. If I'd known you all were so eager to court disaster, I would have ordered an Ilithid Mind Eraser, he says with a friendly laugh. Here's to true companions in times of sorrow, he toasts as he drains the dark ale chaser he ordered.
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