Raven sits with tatlock in a tavern. At first he feels uncomfortable, but soon he relaxes, and cautiously sips from his beer.
Hmmm. Uptight law-abiding downtrodden buggers they may be, but they sure can brew a good ale. Whatever, might as well make the best of it.
"Master, a round of beers for this good fellow, and his friends over there."
When asked why he celebrates, he answers:" We've made the mountain-pas a bit safer again. Too bad we were too late for them merchants, may the Gods have mercy on their souls. But those Orcs won't bother noone anymore."
He then launches into a tale of murder and deceit, with him as the valiant archer and swordsman, recounting a slightly modified version of the encounter with the orcs in the mountains.
The beer flows freely, and soon he starts talking to about everybody at once.
(gather info : nat 20+1=21 woohoo)
Hmmm. Uptight law-abiding downtrodden buggers they may be, but they sure can brew a good ale. Whatever, might as well make the best of it.
"Master, a round of beers for this good fellow, and his friends over there."
When asked why he celebrates, he answers:" We've made the mountain-pas a bit safer again. Too bad we were too late for them merchants, may the Gods have mercy on their souls. But those Orcs won't bother noone anymore."
He then launches into a tale of murder and deceit, with him as the valiant archer and swordsman, recounting a slightly modified version of the encounter with the orcs in the mountains.
The beer flows freely, and soon he starts talking to about everybody at once.
(gather info : nat 20+1=21 woohoo)