[Tavern Thread] The Dunn Wright Inn
Qik
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The gnome nods seriously. "I will, friend Maui, I will."
The gnome shoots a glance at the table, where the group he was sitting with seems to be prepared to set out. "Got to run, gentlemen; stay out of trouble whilst I'm gone! Unless you go looking for it, of course, as some of you seem wont to do, then, well, I hope that you very well find trouble, not too much trouble, mind you, an adequate amount..."
"Don't drink too much too quickly, Eanos; me mam always chided me when I did that!"
With that, Ni returns to the others, and soon shuffles out the door atop Lu.
The gnome shoots a glance at the table, where the group he was sitting with seems to be prepared to set out. "Got to run, gentlemen; stay out of trouble whilst I'm gone! Unless you go looking for it, of course, as some of you seem wont to do, then, well, I hope that you very well find trouble, not too much trouble, mind you, an adequate amount..."
"Don't drink too much too quickly, Eanos; me mam always chided me when I did that!"
With that, Ni returns to the others, and soon shuffles out the door atop Lu.
Qik
First Post
Recruiting for Precious Cargo
The door to the Dunn Wright Inn opens, and a harried halfling makes his way through the door. He pauses to collect himself a moment, adjusting his glasses nervously, before addressing the room.
"Uhm...ahem...excuse me, good people, but I'm in the need of some assistance: I have a, uhm, 'package' to deliver, and I could do with some help during the transportation process. Does that sound like something any of you would be interested in?"
The halfling's dapper clothing and demeanor make him seem out of place within the no-frills, rough-and-tumble context of the Dunn Wright.
The door to the Dunn Wright Inn opens, and a harried halfling makes his way through the door. He pauses to collect himself a moment, adjusting his glasses nervously, before addressing the room.
"Uhm...ahem...excuse me, good people, but I'm in the need of some assistance: I have a, uhm, 'package' to deliver, and I could do with some help during the transportation process. Does that sound like something any of you would be interested in?"
The halfling's dapper clothing and demeanor make him seem out of place within the no-frills, rough-and-tumble context of the Dunn Wright.
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Eanos Setirav, human inquisitor
"There now, Maui, the fates provide, yes?" Eanos says, giving the druid a playful punch on the shoulder.
"Name's Eanos," he says to the gnome, crossing to him and lowering himself to one knee to be on the man's level. He offers his hand. "Now, exactly what's this property you're looking to transport?"
"There now, Maui, the fates provide, yes?" Eanos says, giving the druid a playful punch on the shoulder.
"Name's Eanos," he says to the gnome, crossing to him and lowering himself to one knee to be on the man's level. He offers his hand. "Now, exactly what's this property you're looking to transport?"
Qik
First Post
The halfling takes Eanos' hand, seemingly pleased with this show of civility. "Phedilo. Phedilo Crea," he nods in greeting. "A pleasure, I'm sure. Thank you for your interest in my offer of employment."
The halfling pauses a moment, as if uncertain of what to say in response to Eanos' question. "As for the nature of the item in question, sir..." He looks around warily a moment, then seems to decide that straightforwardness is the best approach. "Well, to be honest, sir, it is a sensitive matter, meaning that discretion is of the utmost importance. I will gladly reveal the nature of the item to you in time, to be sure, but this would require a, ahh...more discrete location. Besides," he adds mysteriously, "it is not an object that is simply summarized."
"I can tell you, however, that both the object and the circumstances surrounding said object are of such a nature so as to warrant the assistance of ones as...ah, able-bodied as yourselves." He glance drifts from Eanos to the obviously dangerous Maui still lounging at the bar.
[sblock=Knowledge (Local/Arcana) DC 15, Knowledge (Religion) DC 20]You are aware that Phedilo is both a seller and extensive collector of all sorts of divine and arcane magical objects.[/sblock]
The halfling pauses a moment, as if uncertain of what to say in response to Eanos' question. "As for the nature of the item in question, sir..." He looks around warily a moment, then seems to decide that straightforwardness is the best approach. "Well, to be honest, sir, it is a sensitive matter, meaning that discretion is of the utmost importance. I will gladly reveal the nature of the item to you in time, to be sure, but this would require a, ahh...more discrete location. Besides," he adds mysteriously, "it is not an object that is simply summarized."
"I can tell you, however, that both the object and the circumstances surrounding said object are of such a nature so as to warrant the assistance of ones as...ah, able-bodied as yourselves." He glance drifts from Eanos to the obviously dangerous Maui still lounging at the bar.
[sblock=Knowledge (Local/Arcana) DC 15, Knowledge (Religion) DC 20]You are aware that Phedilo is both a seller and extensive collector of all sorts of divine and arcane magical objects.[/sblock]
InVinoVeritas
Adventurer
Kanli the Mad, half-orc aberrant sorcerer 4 / bones oracle 1
The half-orc at the reddish table shakes his head with a gurgle.
"I think I left for a while. No worries, I'm back! And... in time for the bill, apparently."
The half-orc at the reddish table shakes his head with a gurgle.
"I think I left for a while. No worries, I'm back! And... in time for the bill, apparently."
jbear
First Post
Maui stares blankly at the halfling. He blinks. He blinks again. He turns to Eanos and asks:
"What did te little boy say? Or is he a Half Lean too?"
"What did te little boy say? Or is he a Half Lean too?"
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Qik
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Phedilo echoes Maui's blinks. "The correct pronunciation is "haff-ling," sir; I would appreciate it if you were to refer to my race correctly, if you must do so. And I am probably older than you, by a wide margin, so it would behoove you to abstain from referring to me as 'a little boy.'"
Phedilo sniffs indignantly.
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