Adventure: A Tale of Two Domains (DM:Luinnar, Judge:renau1g)

[Luinnar]

In the past at the farm:

<HEAL-BOT X610 SELF-DIAGNOSTIC UNIT ACTIVE, ANALYZING...>

[sblock=Heal 24]1d20+13=24 to examine "wound".[/sblock]

[sblock=Sir ExSixTen]
HEAL-BOT X610 SELF-DIAGNOSTIC UNIT: ANALYZING WOUND...ANALYZING WOUND...ANALYZING WOUND...ANALYZING WOUND...SCANNING MEMORY BANKS...SCANNING MEMORY BANKS...SCANNING MEMORY BANKS...

WOUND MADE BY WOLFWERE.
ANALYZING SURFACE ABNORMALITY...ANALYZING SURFACE ABNORMALITY...ANALYZING SURFACE ABNORMALITY

ESTIMATED POSSIBLE CAUSE BY POWER SOURCE:
Martial:.01%
Marital:.001%
Primal:2%
Awesome:0.00%
Fey:.01%
Arcane: 65%
Divine: 67%
Shadow: 85%
Psionic: .3%
Elemental: ERROR, NO POWER SOURCE ENTRY FOUND IN MEMORY BANKS

CONCLUSION: SURFACE ABNORMALITY NOT NATURAL IN ORIGIN. PLEASE INSTALL POWER SOURCE SPECIFIC DATA PACK OR SEEK HELP OF A POWER SOURCE SPECIALIST.

GM: That is to say, ask another player to look at it or use another skill for more data.

GM: Did Sir ExSixTen have different plans for the pups? I can change what happens to them.

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At the inn:

Andras steps up to the host, smiling semi-charmingly, "Pretty girl, dark hair, could stand to see a little more sun, maybe a bit nervous-looking."

I'm sorry sir, we do not keep a record of descriptions of our patrons. he says. Suddenly he gets an idea. Are you perhaps the gentlemen Ms. Akriel is expecting? he asks.

 

[Dekana]

Jax claps excitedly. "Ah, that's her! We do have trouble with names. After slaying DRAGONS and DIRE WOLVES - " he speaks those words rather loudly " - I forget all about the little people in town." Says the kobold. "Anyway, I'll take the finest room overlooking the falls. And a meal with your best wine. And.. hmm.. a hot bath too. Nothing's too good for Kurn, Prince of Kobolds. I trust it will be ready after our meeting with the lady."

Jax grins deviously at his companions.

 

[Iron Sky]

Sir Exsixten seems to by trying to train the pups into standard bearers. On the way through town, he gathers up wooden poles, bits of cloth, a needle, and thread, then make harnesses to strap banners of the order of the Red Plus to each of the pups, thus having a constant entourage of banner... wolves.

When they reach the Inn, he starts twitching and saying ANALYZING, ANALYZING, ANALYZING then booms out:

SIR EXSIXTEN HAS BEEN 219.321% PUNCTURED BY A WOLFWERE! HIS MAJESTY EFFLUENCE TANKS ARE TAKING ON BAD JUJU, THE MAGNIFICENCE CIRCUIT COUPLINGS HAVE BEEN BRIDGED BY FANGITES, CAUSING EXCELLENCE LEAK PROTRUSIONS! CITIZENS, YOUR CHAMPION MIGHT BE TURNING INTO A WEREFORGED!

 

[Luinnar]

Jax claps excitedly. "Ah, that's her! We do have trouble with names. After slaying DRAGONS and DIRE WOLVES - " he speaks those words rather loudly " - I forget all about the little people in town." Says the kobold. "Anyway, I'll take the finest room overlooking the falls. And a meal with your best wine. And.. hmm.. a hot bath too. Nothing's too good for Kurn, Prince of Kobolds. I trust it will be ready after our meeting with the lady."

Pardon me for not recognizing you, Your Majesty. the man says bowing. Ms. Akriel has already booked your arrangements, they are of the finest we offer.

This way gentlemen... I'm sorry Sir, we do not allow pets on the premises. They will have to remain outside, the man says to Sir ExSixTen. He leads the way past two rooms, one a less fancy, dimly lit room with people, more common in appearance, sitting at tables chatting. The second room you pass is more grand, with a tables set with fine china and a fireplace in the center.

Near the end of the hall the man takes out a key with a wolf's head on one end and opens the door. You are greeted by a private dining room and a large table set with fine china and ornate utensils. Crystal goblets stand ready to be filled and cheerful lanterns provide a warm, comforting light.

Out a large window covering one wall you can see a spectacular view of the lake known as the Cauldron. A dazzlingly beautiful display of sunlight constantly plays among the mist and the tips of the Cauldron's choppy waters shines in to illuminate the whole room.

A large fireplace is set on the western wall, and a roaring fire is kept burning here at all times to ward off the chill associated with the mist engulfing the inn. Flanking the fireplace are two arches, each fashioned to look like waterfalls.

The man waits until everyone is seated and heads outside the room. Soon he returns with a bottle of wine. The best Meekulbrau, Skald's specialty. I believe you will find it satisfactory. Ms. Akriel should be here shortly, I shall see that lunch is prepared. If you need anything please ring the bell. he gives another bow and walks out the door, closing it.

 

[Dekana]

"Ooooh," Jax mutters after the bellhop leaves the room. "We don't even have to dine and ditch! I wonder if the duke is trying to marry Akriel for her money..."

The kobold helps himself to a glass of the exquisite wine and walks over to the window. He seems genuinely impressed by the view.

 

[covaithe]

Quagmire keeps his face locked in a fixed grin as the smug concierge alternately condescends and then kisses up to them. As he eyes the opulence of the place, the fine curtains and food left casually lying about, he cannot help picturing the squalor of the nearby towns just passed through. He maintains his calm demeanor, though, until the party is alone.

He grabs an unopened bottle of some expensive looking wine, breaks the top off, and drinks directly from the neck. He grimaces, then pours into the bottle a thimblefull of pepper from a nearby table, a pinch of salt, and a handful of ash from the fireplace. He swirls it around, then sips cautiously. "Better," he growls.

He looks around. "Nice place, this. Be a shame if someone burned it down on the way out."

 

[Dekana]

"Burned down?" Jax cringes at the thought.

Jax then suddenly turns to Sir Exsixten (nearly spilling his wine) and points at him. "And what do you mean a wereforged?! That's even crazier than usual! Here, let me look at the bite." He walks over to Sir Exsixten and inspects the puncture. "I'll bet you just got pecked by one of the chickens..."

 

[Iron Sky]

AH! A NICE BOTTLE OF WINE, Sir Exsixten says, breaking one on his face and leaving red stains on everything within a five foot radius. Still dripping, he hews a baguette (and the table) in half with his waraxe, picks the bread out of the splintered remains, and crumples it against his faceplate, littering the wine-stained ruin of the table with scattered crumbs and chunks of bread. THE BREAD HERE IS EXCELLENT TOO!

He turns to Jax.

EX-GHOST LIZARD, THIS IS NO BITE FROM CHICKEN TEETH, THESE ARE WOLFWERE BITES OR MY NAME ISN'T ADMIRAL FANTASTIC!

<NOUN ERROR, ANALYZING>

 

[covaithe]

Quagmire frowns. "Mind if we take a look at those, Admiral?" he says, waiting for permission before approaching the wine-covered, axe-flailing warforged.

OOC: Edit: I have it in mind to make some knowledge or heal checks or something. However, looking at Quagmire's sheet, he has pretty much no useful investigation skills. His best is History at a paltry +8. This seems like a job for others...

 

[nerdytenor]

"Well done, 'Your Majesty'," Dorn says with a grin. He offers Jax a deep bow.

Dorn steps closer to Quagmire. Perhaps I have become too used to ignoring his antics, he thinks. The young half-orc raises both of his hands and closes his eyes, probing the 'forged for any evidence of arcane infection. (Arcana 29)