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<blockquote data-quote="El Jefe" data-source="post: 2813925" data-attributes="member: 19990"><p>03-10-06, 05:01 PM #41 </p><p>El Jefe </p><p>LEW Judge</p><p> </p><p>Things that go...</p><p></p><p>--------------------------------------------------------------------------------</p><p></p><p>Ryland: </p><p>Quote:</p><p>Originally Posted by Salix</p><p>As darkness approaches he will try to find a hiding place across the street on the ground. </p><p></p><p>The dice are not going Ryland's way </p><p></p><p>Ryland took advantage of the gathering dusk to slip past some playing children and hide beside the stoop of one of the houses across the street from Phindo's. He observed the neighborhood quieting down for the night, including what must have been Phindo's wife calling their children in from play. As darkness fell, he breathed much easier, as nobody had seemed to spot him. The night was chill, and he was uncomfortable without a cloak to draw around him. As he was reflecting on his misery, he heard a door open behind him, followed by the sound of something wet splattering on the ground, followed by a loud "Yeee-aah!", followed by the sound of breaking crockery. Involuntarily, he turned to see an elderly gentleman in night clothes half cowering, half threatening in the doorway. Fragments of what once might have been a chamber pot decorated the little porch. "What are you doing there? And who are you?, demanded the man, apparently recovered from his initial fright. </p><p>__________________</p><p>03-11-06, 02:54 AM #42 </p><p>Xaov </p><p>Registered User</p><p> </p><p>Spoiler: </p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>Quote:</p><p>you might see yourself entering and leaving the place. </p><p></p><p></p><p>ooc: Heh why does that sound very ominous.</p><p></p><p>Enialis ponders for a minute</p><p></p><p></p><p>I cannot let on what I am investigating. I have to operate very carefully.</p><p></p><p>Enialis Walks up the pathway to the entrance to the feversham's and enters. </p><p>__________________</p><p>03-11-06, 04:05 AM #43 </p><p>El Jefe </p><p>LEW Judge</p><p> </p><p>Mmmmm...Bread!</p><p></p><p>--------------------------------------------------------------------------------</p><p></p><p>Enialis: </p><p>Quote:</p><p>Originally Posted by Xaov</p><p>Enialis Walks up the pathway to the entrance to the feversham's and enters. </p><p></p><p>Enialis found all manner of baked goods resting on tables in the little shop...breads, mostly, but plenty of pastries, tarts and cakes were there as well. A stocky middle-aged man with a knotted kerchief about his neck was tidying up...presumably, Mr. Faversham. He smiled at Enialas and asked, "Can I get you something? Today's bread, still fresh from the oven? Some muffins, maybe?" </p><p> </p><p>03-11-06, 05:23 AM #44 </p><p>Salix </p><p>Registered User</p><p> </p><p>Ryland attempts to sling it</p><p></p><p>--------------------------------------------------------------------------------</p><p></p><p>Spoiler: </p><p></p><p></p><p>Quote:</p><p>Originally Posted by El Jefe</p><p>Ryland took advantage of the gathering dusk to slip past some playing children and hide beside the stoop of one of the houses across the street from Phindo's. He observed the neighborhood quieting down for the night, including what must have been Phindo's wife calling their children in from play. As darkness fell, he breathed much easier, as nobody had seemed to spot him. The night was chill, and he was uncomfortable without a cloak to draw around him. As he was reflecting on his misery, he heard a door open behind him, followed by the sound of something wet splattering on the ground, followed by a loud "Yeee-aah!", followed by the sound of breaking crockery. Involuntarily, he turned to see an elderly gentleman in night clothes half cowering, half threatening in the doorway. Fragments of what once might have been a chamber pot decorated the little porch. "What are you doing there? And who are you?, demanded the man, apparently recovered from his initial fright. </p><p></p><p></p><p>“ Sir, you have my deepest apologies for disturbing you. Of course I would like to reimburse you for the… pot.”, Ryland says as honestly and directly as possible, after all he didn’t want to disturb this man and now in addition to the cold he had the odor of the chamber pot to deal with. After pulling out a single gold crown not too much, not too little he thinks, and after offering it in a non-confrontational way, he casts about to see if anyone is listening.</p><p>In a conspiratorial tone he begins in a quiet voice, “Sir, can you keep something under your hat? My name is Phineus Pike, and I’ve been contracted by the guard to investigate suspicious circumstances in this neighborhood. Specifically, they seem to center on your neighbor’s house. Can you tell me anything about your neighbor Phindo, or any of the goings on around here recently".</p><p></p><p>bluff check</p><p>Spoiler: </p><p></p><p>Die roll for Ryland </p><p>1d20+5-> </p><p>[6,5] = (11)</p><p>Bluff check on phindo's neighbor</p><p>Bluff check on phindo's neighbor (1d20+5=11) </p><p></p><p></p><p>Ouch! Ryland is one tough luck gnome.</p><p></p><p>03-11-06, 06:48 AM #45 </p><p>Xaov </p><p>Registered User</p><p></p><p>Spoiler: </p><p>Enialis sniffs the air a bit.</p><p></p><p>Wow this stuff smells wonderful. Much better than rations. I'm curious how much does it cost for some of your goods?</p><p></p><p>*enialis tries to look discretely about to see if Ms. Faversham can be seen* </p><p> </p><p>03-11-06, 12:55 PM #46 </p><p>El Jefe </p><p>LEW Judge</p><p> </p><p>The dice fall all sorts of ways</p><p></p><p>--------------------------------------------------------------------------------</p><p></p><p>Ryland: </p><p>Quote:</p><p>Originally Posted by Salix</p><p>“Sir, can you keep something under your hat?...Can you tell me anything about your neighbor Phindo, or any of the goings on around here recently". </p><p></p><p>"What's going on? Are they up to no good? My wife always gives their kids cookies, but I tell her not to encourage them. Are they spies? They're from Lathirn, you know. Never can trust anyone from Lathirn." The man's response was fairly animated, even considering the circumstances.</p><p></p><p>"Hey, you're a gnome, aren't you? City Watch'll hire anyone these days. Hey, can you tell me if you're going to do anything about those hooligans? Damn kids always tearing up the neighborhood...they're as big a menace as those foreign spies, you ask me!" Ryland saw him shift the gold coin in his hand nervously as he spoke. </p><p> </p><p>03-11-06, 01:03 PM #47 </p><p>El Jefe </p><p>LEW Judge</p><p> </p><p>A Baker's Dozen?</p><p></p><p>--------------------------------------------------------------------------------</p><p></p><p>Enialis: </p><p>Quote:</p><p>Originally Posted by Xaov</p><p>I'm curious how much does it cost for some of your goods? </p><p></p><p>"Well, it depends on what you want. I offer a dozen of those little muffins for a penny, and I throw in one for free. Most of the medium-sized loaves of bread are two pennies, and that cake there with the fancy decoration is a shield." The man apparently knows how to take care of a customer.</p><p>Quote:</p><p>Originally Posted by Xaov</p><p>*enialis tries to look discretely about to see if Ms. Faversham can be seen* </p><p></p><p>Mrs. Faversham is apparently nowhere to be seen. At least not downstairs in the shop. </p><p> </p><p>03-11-06, 03:51 PM #48 </p><p>Dungannon </p><p>Registered User</p><p> </p><p>El Jefe: </p><p>Devlin finishes his meal and leaves two Shields on the bar, enough to cover a second ale with a small tip. He heads out back to see if Bal's pushcart is where he heard it might be. If it's there, he camps out in the shadows for a bit to see if Bal returns. If it's not there, he'll head over to the Street of Merchants, taking the backstreets in case he comes across his quarry laying in a gutter.</p><p></p><p>ooc: Hide check, if necessary: 17 </p><p>__________________</p><p>03-11-06, 04:21 PM #49 </p><p>Xaov </p><p>Registered User</p><p> </p><p>Spoiler: </p><p>Wow.... That is very generous. Thank you. More places like this should be around. Even in my home town, the local baker charged at least 5 copper for muffins, and a cake like that would of been around 10 silver. Heh we even got a discount since a lot of the wheat we used to farm went into making the goods.</p><p>ooc: El Jefe I am guessing that penny=copper and shield=silver correct?</p><p></p><p></p><p>My family would enjoy a treat like fresh baked goods. Ecspecially after what we went through. I'll take a dozen muffins and a loaf of bread please.</p><p></p><p>if a penny does equal a copper, enialis will hand him 3 copper. If not... then he'll hand him whatever the equivalent is.</p><p></p><p>Money: 3gp 4sp 99cp</p><p></p><p>ooc: El Jefe any normal person walking into the bakery would know that this was Faversham's Bakery wouldn't they?</p><p></p><p></p><p>Enialis thinks for a minute</p><p></p><p>No Sign of Mrs. Faversham, hmm. Either she isn't here or she is elsewhere in the bakery.</p><p></p><p>Heh it'll be great to see their faces when I bring this home for them. </p><p></p><p>You know recent events have made me realize how much I value my family. No matter what happens, I always get a feeling of hope knowing my Father and Sis will be with me. Wouldn't you agree? </p><p> </p><p>03-11-06, 04:52 PM #50 </p><p>Salix </p><p>Registered User</p><p> </p><p>Spoiler: </p><p></p><p></p><p>Quote:</p><p>Originally Posted by El Jefe</p><p>"What's going on? Are they up to no good? My wife always gives their kids cookies, but I tell her not to encourage them. Are they spies? They're from Lathirn, you know. Never can trust anyone from Lathirn." The man's response was fairly animated, even considering the circumstances.</p><p></p><p>"Hey, you're a gnome, aren't you? City Watch'll hire anyone these days. Hey, can you tell me if you're going to do anything about those hooligans? Damn kids always tearing up the neighborhood...they're as big a menace as those foreign spies, you ask me!" Ryland saw him shift the gold coin in his hand nervously as he spoke. </p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>“ Sir, our investigation indicates that you have nothing to worry about from Phindo, he appears to be a good solid citizen of Orrussus. However, the hooligans as you say are an entirely different matter. Can you tell me a little more about them? Our reports indicate their activity centers around this area. I was wondering if I could hide in your yard to try and catch them? The city would appreciate your cooperation.", Ryland says starting to feel comfortable in his role as Phineas Pike.</p><p></p><p></p><p>--------------------------------------------------------------------------------</p><p>03-11-06, 06:22 PM #51 </p><p>El Jefe </p><p>LEW Judge</p><p> </p><p>Lookee here!</p><p></p><p>--------------------------------------------------------------------------------</p><p></p><p>Devlin: </p><p>Quote:</p><p>Originally Posted by Dungannon</p><p>Devlin finishes his meal and leaves two Shields on the bar, enough to cover a second ale with a small tip. </p><p></p><p>You've had better ale, too.</p><p>Quote:</p><p>Originally Posted by Dungannon</p><p>He heads out back to see if Bal's pushcart is where he heard it might be. </p><p></p><p>Devlin made his way down an alley to the back of St. Arnolds, rats scurrying out of the way as he went. What should he spy at the back of the inn but an abandoned pushcart, missing a wheel and with "FRESH FRUiT" painted on the side in crude letters. None stood guard over the conveyance save an alley cat who failed his morale check as Devlin approached.</p><p>Quote:</p><p>Originally Posted by Dungannon</p><p>If it's there, he camps out in the shadows for a bit to see if Bal returns. </p><p></p><p>You'll have to define "a bit". It's late afternoon, starting to turn to evening. </p><p> </p><p>03-11-06, 06:58 PM #52 </p><p>El Jefe </p><p>LEW Judge</p><p> </p><p>Home, Sweet Home</p><p></p><p>--------------------------------------------------------------------------------</p><p></p><p>Enialis: </p><p>Quote:</p><p>Originally Posted by Xaov</p><p>Wow.... That is very generous. Thank you. More places like this should be around. Even in my home town, the local baker charged at least 5 copper for muffins, and a cake like that would of been around 10 silver. </p><p></p><p>"You must not be from around here", the baker replied. "If I charged prices like that, I'd be out of business in no time."</p><p>Quote:</p><p>Originally Posted by Xaov</p><p>ooc: El Jefe I am guessing that penny=copper and shield=silver correct? </p><p></p><p>Correctamundo, common Orussus argot. Gold pieces are ususally called "Crowns", although "Enny" is a slang term for a Crown the same way "Buck" is slang for a US Dollar.</p><p>Quote:</p><p>Originally Posted by Xaov</p><p>ooc: El Jefe any normal person walking into the bakery would know that this was Faversham's Bakery wouldn't they? </p><p></p><p>Any local would. Someone from out of town wouldn't necessarily know the name.</p><p>Quote:</p><p>Originally Posted by Xaov</p><p>I always get a feeling of hope knowing my Father and Sis will be with me. Wouldn't you agree? </p><p></p><p>The baker paused for an instant before replying with a touch of reluctance in his voice. "Yeah, yeah, family is good." Enialis sensed that the baker wasn't as enthusiastic about the merits of family life as he claimed. </p><p> </p><p>03-11-06, 07:31 PM #53 </p><p>El Jefe </p><p>LEW Judge</p><p> </p><p>Durn Fool Kids</p><p></p><p>--------------------------------------------------------------------------------</p><p></p><p>Ryland: </p><p>Quote:</p><p>Originally Posted by Salix</p><p>“However, the hooligans as you say are an entirely different matter. Can you tell me a little more about them?...I was wondering if I could hide in your yard to try and catch them? The city would appreciate your cooperation." </p><p></p><p>The man quickly assumed his role as neighborhood curmudgeon. "'ell, it's probably just neighbor kids. I never see 'em. But they steal anything's not nailed down, throw eggs on houses, probably same bunch that paints all sorts of stuff on the foreigner's house. I'd say it was their kids, but the old man'd wale their hide if they messed up their own place." He paused, seeming to have run out of complaints until he reloaded. "Yeah, if your're trying to catch 'em, you can just stay right there. But don't break nothing, and you come and knock if you ever do this again. Scare a man half to death." From somewhere inside the house a nasal female voice called: "Mortimer, what is that racket? Can't you even empty the pot without making a mess? If that's a salesman, tell him this is no time of day to be pestering honest folk. You send him off and get back to bed this minute!" "Mortimer" turned and bellowed back, "You just hold your flapping tounge, woman! I'm a coming when I'm a coming!" Turning back to "Phineas" and lowering his voice again, he addressed the gnome. "Dang woman thinks she runs the place, gotta give'm the whatfor every now and then or they'll walk all over you. Yeah, you just do yer business here, and you give them boys a good thumpin' fer me, why don't you?" He punctuated his last comment with a swipe of his fist, and went back inside, closing the door behind him...no doubt, to fetch the "guest" chamber pot from the cabinet. </p><p> </p><p>03-11-06, 08:25 PM #54 </p><p>Salix </p><p>Registered User</p><p> </p><p>El Jefe: </p><p>Quote:</p><p>Originally Posted by El Jefe</p><p>The man quickly assumed his role as neighborhood curmudgeon. "'ell, it's probably just neighbor kids. I never see 'em. But they steal anything's not nailed down, throw eggs on houses, probably same bunch that paints all sorts of stuff on the foreigner's house. I'd say it was their kids, but the old man'd wale their hide if they messed up their own place." He paused, seeming to have run out of complaints until he reloaded. "Yeah, if your're trying to catch 'em, you can just stay right there. But don't break nothing, and you come and knock if you ever do this again. Scare a man half to death." From somewhere inside the house a nasal female voice called: "Mortimer, what is that racket? Can't you even empty the pot without making a mess? If that's a salesman, tell him this is no time of day to be pestering honest folk. You send him off and get back to bed this minute!" "Mortimer" turned and bellowed back, "You just hold your flapping tounge, woman! I'm a coming when I'm a coming!" Turning back to "Phineas" and lowering his voice again, he addressed the gnome. "Dang woman thinks she runs the place, gotta give'm the whatfor every now and then or they'll walk all over you. Yeah, you just do yer business here, and you give them boys a good thumpin' fer me, why don't you?" He punctuated his last comment with a swipe of his fist, and went back inside, closing the door behind him...no doubt, to fetch the "guest" chamber pot from the cabinet. </p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>At the mention of trouble with women Ryland rolls his eyes and nods his head in agreement. After Mortimer goes inside, Ryland settles back in to wait for the young vandals. He hopes to catch them unawares, and hit them with some of the ol' Ryland mojo.</p><p>Die roll for Ryland </p><p>1d20-> [10] = (10)</p><p></p><p>Second attempt to hide in Mortimer's yard</p><p></p><p></p><p>Second attempt to hide in Mortimer's yard (1d20=10) </p><p>Of course, noone said stealth was his strong point</p><p> </p><p>03-11-06, 09:11 PM #55 </p><p>Dungannon </p><p>Registered User</p><p> </p><p>El Jefe: </p><p>Quote:</p><p>Originally Posted by El Jefe</p><p>You'll have to define "a bit". It's late afternoon, starting to turn to evening. </p><p></p><p>Devlin will stay for an hour, then head out to the Street of Merchants. </p><p> </p><p>03-11-06, 10:51 PM #56 </p><p>El Jefe </p><p>LEW Judge</p><p> </p><p>Enter Sandman</p><p></p><p>--------------------------------------------------------------------------------</p><p></p><p>Ryland: </p><p>Quote:</p><p>Originally Posted by Salix</p><p>Second attempt to hide in Mortimer's yard</p><p></p><p>Of course, noone said stealth was his strong point </p><p></p><p>Ryland hunkered down beside the old man's porch again, and so far as he knew, he was hidden. At first, there were a few passers-by, scurrying to wherever they needed to be before it got too late. None took notice of him. As the night drew on, these became fewer and fewer, until they stopped coming altogether. Ryland could hear the city watch patrolling the wall behind him at odd intervals, but his position didn't allow him to see or be seen. The night dragged on.</p><p></p><p>And on.</p><p></p><p>And on.</p><p></p><p>Roll a DC5 Con check. You may not take 10. </p><p> </p><p>03-11-06, 10:58 PM #57 </p><p>El Jefe </p><p>LEW Judge</p><p> </p><p>Nobody here but us rats</p><p></p><p>--------------------------------------------------------------------------------</p><p></p><p>Devlin: </p><p>Quote:</p><p>Originally Posted by Dungannon</p><p>Devlin will stay for an hour, then head out to the Street of Merchants. </p><p></p><p>Just as he was about to go, a man he recognized as the bartender who served him that swill that passed for ale around here emerged from the back of St. Arnolds, carrying a bucket full of trash. The two noticed each other just as the man started emptying the bucket into a rubbish bin.</p><p></p><p>"Hey, bud, waddaya doing hanging around like that? Ya look like yer up to no good." The barkeep seemed genuinely cross. </p><p> </p><p>03-11-06, 11:30 PM #58 </p><p>Salix </p><p>Registered User</p><p> </p><p>Quote:</p><p>Originally Posted by El Jefe</p><p>Ryland: </p><p>Ryland hunkered down beside the old man's porch again, and so far as he knew, he was hidden. At first, there were a few passers-by, scurrying to wherever they needed to be before it got too late. None took notice of him. As the night drew on, these became fewer and fewer, until they stopped coming altogether. Ryland could hear the city watch patrolling the wall behind him at odd intervals, but his position didn't allow him to see or be seen. The night dragged on.</p><p></p><p>And on.</p><p></p><p>And on.</p><p></p><p>Roll a DC5 Con check. You may not take 10. </p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>El Jefe </p><p></p><p></p><p>Ryland feels fatigue tugging at him, but remains awake and alert by reciting old gnomish nursery rhymes in his head, a habit he has retained since childhood. I'll have to sleep in the daytime tomorrow, he thinks to himself.</p><p></p><p>Die roll for Ryland </p><p>1d20+3-> [7,3] = (10)</p><p></p><p>Con Check, getting tired</p><p></p><p></p><p>Con Check, getting tired (1d20+3=10) </p><p> </p><p>03-12-06, 02:08 AM #59 </p><p>El Jefe </p><p>LEW Judge</p><p> </p><p>Three Blind Mice</p><p></p><p>--------------------------------------------------------------------------------</p><p></p><p>Ryland: </p><p>Quote:</p><p>Originally Posted by Salix</p><p>Ryland feels fatigue tugging at him, but remains awake and alert by reciting old gnomish nursery rhymes in his head, a habit he has retained since childhood. </p><p></p><p>Just about the time even old gnomish nursery rhymes were losing their potency, Ryland heard whispering voices lulling him to sleep. No, wait, these were real voices...someone was coming! Wide awake now, the intrepid gnome observed three young humans, not quite men but not really boys any longer, come into view. One of them was carrying something that looked like a bucket in one hand. They were whispering, although Ryland could only make out snatches of conversation..."No, there's nobody...", "Hey, this'll be...", and the like. There was some giggling as they dashed up to Phindo's doorstep, and a sticklike object...a paintbrush?...appeared in the bucketman's other hand. He appeared to be painting Phindo's door, or at least painting something on it, although Ryland couldn't make out what. Moments after he started, the trio dashed right at Ryland, stopping to turn their backs to him when they reached the middle of the street. By now, Ryland had shaken off the last of his sleepiness and was able to act.</p><p></p><p>You've got three of them, about 20 feet away, with their backs to you, fumbling in their clothes trying to retrieve something. </p><p> </p><p>03-12-06, 02:17 AM #60 </p><p>Xaov </p><p>Registered User</p><p> </p><p>Spoiler: </p><p>Enialis looks with a concerned look.</p><p></p><p>I'm sorry, I apparently touched on a subject of great distress for you. Is your wife ill or something? </p><p> </p><p>03-12-06, 02:51 AM #61 </p><p>El Jefe </p><p>LEW Judge</p><p> </p><p>What's it to ya?</p><p></p><p>--------------------------------------------------------------------------------</p><p></p><p>Enialis: </p><p>Quote:</p><p>Originally Posted by Xaov</p><p>Is your wife ill or something? </p><p></p><p>"No, no", the man replied, then changed his tone: "Say, do you always get this personal when you buy bread?" </p><p> </p><p>03-12-06, 03:06 AM #62 </p><p>Xaov </p><p>Registered User</p><p> </p><p>Spoiler: </p><p>I meant nothing by it sir. You just seemed like something was wrong when I started talking about my family. I thought I might be able to help you by talking with you. My father's health has been steadily declining since we lost everything. I don't know how much longer he'll be with us. I felt a great deal of grief knowing that such a strong man could suddenly start to fail. But being able to talk with my aunt through letters and what not helped me to not let my grief consume me. If your wife was sick I was hoping to help you in the way my aunt helped me. </p><p></p><p>Though it is good to hear that such is not the case with your wife.</p><p></p><p>I apologize if I offended you. I am merely trying to help where I can. Good people deserve what help they can get. </p><p> </p><p>03-12-06, 03:43 AM #63 </p><p>El Jefe </p><p>LEW Judge</p><p> </p><p>You want fry-bread with that?</p><p></p><p>--------------------------------------------------------------------------------</p><p></p><p>Enialis: </p><p>Quote:</p><p>Originally Posted by Xaov</p><p>Good people deserve what help they can get. </p><p></p><p>The baker looked on blankly while Enialis poured out the details of his familiy's travails. When his customer finished, he merely replied "Yeah, I suppose so" before asking, "You need anything else here?" </p><p> </p><p>03-12-06, 04:05 AM #64 </p><p>Dungannon </p><p>Registered User</p><p> </p><p>El Jefe: </p><p>Devlin comes out of hiding, a chagrined look on his face. "Look, uhh, I don't mean nothin' here. I'm just lookin' fer a place I c'n stay outta da way o' da City Watch."</p><p></p><p>The rogue then continues to spin a tale of false accusations and corrupt partners in an attempt to allay the bartender's suspicions and perhaps earn a little sympathy.</p><p></p><p>ooc: Bluff check: 29 </p><p> </p><p>03-12-06, 04:19 AM #65 </p><p>Xaov </p><p>Registered User</p><p> </p><p>Spoiler: </p><p>*enialis looks down*</p><p></p><p>Heh I apologize, sometimes I talk too much.</p><p></p><p>This should be all. Thanks again for the baked goods.</p><p></p><p>My name is Enialis McVayne by the way. Extend my thanks to your wife.</p><p></p><p>I just hope that whatever problem you may be having works itself out. Please let me know if there's anyway I could help you.</p><p></p><p>*as Enialis finishes at the bakery he will begin walking to his aunt's house in the slums*</p><p>*as he walks he reflects on his experience and the case he is working on*</p><p></p><p>Its a shame that someone could become so filled with lust that he'd jeopardize a marriage to quench it. I wonder if things will ever be able to be normal for them again once this case is over.</p><p></p><p>*after walking for about 10 maybe 15 minutes he arrives at the worn down town house that his aunt owns*</p><p></p><p>ooc: I take it, it is mid day about now</p><p></p><p>*Enialis walks into the shoddy worn down home and presents the goods to his little sister who then brings them to her aunt*</p><p></p><p>*Enialis walks into his father's room and squats down beside him*</p><p></p><p>Hello father, I brought some goods from the baker today, come into the kitchen and have some. *he helps his father out of bed and to the kitchen*</p><p></p><p>*around the table Enialis and his family speak of their days, all the while though Enialis is thinking about his next move*</p><p></p><p>I have to talk to Mrs. Faversham but it will be difficult to do without alerting Mr. Faversham. I'll have to try and find out their schedules. Perhaps I should also try and talk to the milk girl. See what I can find out from her. </p><p></p><p>*after they are finished, his little sister asks him to take her for a horse ride*</p><p></p><p>*Enialis takes her but stops by Archer's office*</p><p>Hello Eppy. This is my sister Heidi, Heidi this is Mrs. Perrin, I work with her. Eppy would you happen to have the information on the Milk girl's address. Also I'd like to know, have the Faversham's come to Mr. Archer with problems before?</p><p></p><p></p><p>--------------------------------------------------------------------------------</p><p>03-12-06, 05:31 AM #66 </p><p>El Jefe </p><p>LEW Judge</p><p> </p><p>The widow's only son</p><p></p><p>--------------------------------------------------------------------------------</p><p></p><p>Devlin: </p><p>Quote:</p><p>Originally Posted by Dungannon</p><p>"I'm just lookin' fer a place I c'n stay outta da way o' da City Watch." </p><p></p><p>The bartender was used to hard luck stories and yarns, but as he listened to Devlin, he seemed to grow more sympathetic. "Look, pal, that sounds pretty rough. Tell you what, you gotta couple of Shields ta rub together, you can hang out in one of the rooms upstairs until things blow over. I won't tell no one you're here. I do that for people sometimes, not just anyone mind you, but anyone who really deserves to catch a break." </p><p> </p><p>03-12-06, 05:50 AM #67 </p><p>El Jefe </p><p>LEW Judge</p><p> </p><p>Isn't she sweet?</p><p></p><p>--------------------------------------------------------------------------------</p><p></p><p>Enialis: </p><p>Quote:</p><p>Originally Posted by Xaov</p><p>Please let me know if there's anyway I could help you. </p><p></p><p>The baker looked at Enialis with the sort of look one would have if one was trying to recognize a creditor, or at least the agent of a creditor. The kind of look that said, "Who is this guy and should I know him from some place?" When Enialis made his offier of assistance, the man raised an eyebrow, but said nothing.</p><p>Quote:</p><p>Originally Posted by Xaov</p><p>ooc: I take it, it is mid day about now </p><p></p><p>It was mid day when you took the case. Shops are starting to close for the evening now.</p><p>Quote:</p><p>Originally Posted by Xaov</p><p>Hello Eppy. This is my sister Heidi, Heidi this is Mrs. Perrin, I work with her. Eppy would you happen to have the information on the Milk girl's address. Also I'd like to know, have the Faversham's come to Mr. Archer with problems before? </p><p></p><p>Eppy appeared to be just about ready to leave for the day, but as the day was nearly over she seemed relaxed and glad to have some friendly visitors. "Well, welcome back, stranger. Did you finish your case? No? You would have been the first one, you know, the other guys haven't been back yet. Hi, Heidi, nice to meet you. Do you live in Orussus or are you traveling with your brother? You live here? How nice. Oh, no, all Mrs. Faversham said was the girl lived in the neighborhood. You'd expect that, you know. No, I don't have her address. No, I don't think they've ever come to us for anything else. I'm sure I'd recognize her, and there wasn't a scroll marked "Faversham" in my files. Is that all you needed?" </p><p> </p><p>03-12-06, 06:12 AM #68 </p><p>Salix </p><p>Registered User</p><p> </p><p>El Jefe: </p><p>Quote:</p><p>Originally Posted by El Jefe</p><p>Ryland: </p><p>Just about the time even old gnomish nursery rhymes were losing their potency, Ryland heard whispering voices lulling him to sleep. No, wait, these were real voices...someone was coming! Wide awake now, the intrepid gnome observed three young humans, not quite men but not really boys any longer, come into view. One of them was carrying something that looked like a bucket in one hand. They were whispering, although Ryland could only make out snatches of conversation..."No, there's nobody...", "Hey, this'll be...", and the like. There was some giggling as they dashed up to Phindo's doorstep, and a sticklike object...a paintbrush?...appeared in the bucketman's other hand. He appeared to be painting Phindo's door, or at least painting something on it, although Ryland couldn't make out what. Moments after he started, the trio dashed right at Ryland, stopping to turn their backs to him when they reached the middle of the street. By now, Ryland had shaken off the last of his sleepiness and was able to act.</p><p></p><p>You've got three of them, about 20 feet away, with their backs to you, fumbling in their clothes trying to retrieve something. </p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>Spoiler: </p><p></p><p>Ryland takes a 5 foot step towards the boys to bring them into range to cast the spell color spray. He says, “You boys wouldn’t be causing trouble now would you”. After they turn around to face him he hits them with the spell. He points his finger towards the boys and twirls it in a clockwise manner. In a clear firm voice he says two words: Crazy Quilt! A cone of blazing mismashed light and color erupts from his fingertip, catching the boys within it’s reach.</p><p></p><p>03-12-06, 06:31 AM #69 </p><p>Xaov </p><p>Registered User</p><p> </p><p>Spoiler: </p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>Quote:</p><p>Is that all you needed? </p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>Yeah Eppy that was all I wanted to know. Thanks. Have a good evening. </p><p></p><p>*Enialis and Heidi wave at Eppy*</p><p></p><p>Come on Heidi we should get home. I think its getting close to dinner time</p><p></p><p>*Enialis helps her up onto his horse and they ride home*</p><p></p><p>*once again Enialis finds himself at the table trying to decide how to approach the case*</p><p></p><p>I need some hard evidence to prove the affair did happen. His reaction to me earlier leads me to believe that without a doubt it happened. But how.... But what?</p><p></p><p>hmmm</p><p>Enialis will ask his aunt what time the milk becomes distributed in the slums </p><p> </p><p>03-12-06, 04:21 PM #70 </p><p>El Jefe </p><p>LEW Judge</p><p> </p><p>Busted!</p><p></p><p>--------------------------------------------------------------------------------</p><p></p><p>Ryland: </p><p>Quote:</p><p>Originally Posted by Salix</p><p>Ryland says, “You boys wouldn’t be causing trouble now would you”. </p><p></p><p>Obviously shocked, the young hooligans turn to face their accuser. The one on the left throws a small object that shatters on Ryland's chest...some sort of liquid was inside the missile. "Bucketman" apparently had a similar missile, but is so startled that he drops it at his feet instead of throwing it, where it shatters on the ground. The third youth, face white with panic, is still fumbling helplessly within the folds of his robes.</p><p></p><p>Roll me a DC5+ Concentration check to get the spell off...you've taken no damage from the mysterious projectile...yet.</p><p></p><p>Yeah, I know, anything better than a 1 gets the spell off.</p><p></p><p>Oh, and is your flat-foot AC really 11? I couldn't figure out why it shouldn't be 10. Not that it matters here, Ryland was certainly expecting...something. </p><p></p><p>--------------------------------------------------------------------------------</p><p>03-12-06, 04:29 PM #71 </p><p>El Jefe </p><p>LEW Judge</p><p> </p><p>The milkman cometh</p><p></p><p>--------------------------------------------------------------------------------</p><p></p><p>Enialis: </p><p>Quote:</p><p>Originally Posted by Xaov</p><p>*Enialis helps her up onto his horse and they ride home* </p><p></p><p>Heidi is thrilled with the opportunity to enjoy an outing with her big brother.</p><p>Quote:</p><p>Originally Posted by Xaov</p><p>Enialis will ask his aunt what time the milk becomes distributed in the slums </p><p></p><p>His aunt swiftly replies, "Why, that would be right after cows are usually milked. Once early in the morning, just before dawn, and once in the evening, just as dusk is falling. There's no sense letting it spoil in the pail, so if somebody's going to sell it, they usually deliver it as soon as they can. Now that's when cows are best milked, but there's no telling what some people might do with their animals." </p><p> </p><p>03-12-06, 05:00 PM #72 </p><p>Salix </p><p>Registered User</p><p> </p><p>El Jefe: </p><p>Quote:</p><p>Originally Posted by El Jefe</p><p>Ryland: </p><p>Obviously shocked, the young hooligans turn to face their accuser. The one on the left throws a small object that shatters on Ryland's chest...some sort of liquid was inside the missile. "Bucketman" apparently had a similar missile, but is so startled that he drops it at his feet instead of throwing it, where it shatters on the ground. The third youth, face white with panic, is still fumbling helplessly within the folds of his robes.</p><p></p><p>Roll me a DC5+ Concentration check to get the spell off...you've taken no damage from the mysterious projectile...yet. </p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>Although the punks hit Ryland with what he can only assume is a "color spray" of their own, he is able to ward off the distraction and finish his spell.</p><p>Die roll for Ryland </p><p>1d20+5-> [10,5] = (15)</p><p></p><p>Concentration check for spell</p><p></p><p></p><p>Concentration check for spell (1d20+5=15) </p><p>OOC: Best roll of Ryland's career </p><p></p><p>I thought I got an AC bonus for being a little guy, that's why my ff AC is 11. i could be wrong though</p><p></p><p></p><p>--------------------------------------------------------------------------------</p><p>03-12-06, 05:42 PM #73 </p><p>El Jefe </p><p>LEW Judge</p><p> </p><p>The Yolk's on You!</p><p></p><p>--------------------------------------------------------------------------------</p><p></p><p>Ryland: </p><p>Quote:</p><p>Originally Posted by Salix</p><p>Although the punks hit Ryland with what he can only assume is a "color spray" of their own, he is able to ward off the distraction and finish his spell. </p><p></p><p>A familiar scent wafts up to Ryland's nostrils as his suspicions about the tiny missiles are confirmed: they're chicken eggs, and they make quite a mess, erasing any sympathy he might have had for the hapless victims of his arcane energies. A blast of bright, colored light erupted from his hands, bathing the trio with energies both luminous and magical in nature. "Lefty" and "Butterfingers" slumped to the street, while the one in the middle threw the bucket high in the air behind him as he hightailed it down the street, screaming in panic. He'd gotten almost half a block by the time the bucket fell back to the pavement, splattering his unconsious companions with black paint as it bounced back into the air. Even Ryland was impressed by the carnage as the bucket clattered a couple of more times on the cobbles before coming to rest.</p><p>Quote:</p><p>Originally Posted by Salix</p><p>OOC: Best roll of Ryland's career </p><p></p><p>And how!</p><p>Quote:</p><p>Originally Posted by Salix</p><p>I thought I got an AC bonus for being a little guy, that's why my ff AC is 11. </p><p></p><p>That makes sense, in which case I have an entirely different complaint. Shouldn't your normal AC be 12? (10+1 for Dex+1 for being small) </p><p> </p><p>03-12-06, 06:20 PM #74 </p><p>Salix </p><p>Registered User</p><p> </p><p>El Jefe: </p><p>Quote:</p><p>Originally Posted by El Jefe</p><p>Ryland: </p><p>A familiar scent wafts up to Ryland's nostrils as his suspicions about the tiny missiles are confirmed: they're chicken eggs, and they make quite a mess, erasing any sympathy he might have had for the hapless victims of his arcane energies. A blast of bright, colored light erupted from his hands, bathing the trio with energies both luminous and magical in nature. "Lefty" and "Butterfingers" slumped to the street, while the one in the middle threw the bucket high in the air behind him as he hightailed it down the street, screaming in panic. He'd gotten almost half a block by the time the bucket fell back to the pavement, splattering his unconsious companions with black paint as it bounced back into the air. Even Ryland was impressed by the carnage as the bucket clattered a couple of more times on the cobbles before coming to rest.And how!That makes sense, in which case I have an entirely different complaint. Shouldn't your normal AC be 12? (10+1 for Dex+1 for being small) </p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>Ryland wipes off the egg from his vest and thinks, at least it wasn't paint. He drags the boys out of the street and into Phindo's yard where he binds them with his rope. After he has them secured, he knocks on Phindo's door. I should watch these two little creeps while Phindo gets the guard.</p><p></p><p>OOC looks like I had my size bonus under my dex bonus. With a 10 for dex, I don't have a bonus there. I updated the character thread to be correct, sorry for the confusion.</p><p> </p><p>03-12-06, 06:46 PM #75 </p><p>Dungannon </p><p>Registered User</p><p> </p><p>El Jefe: </p><p>Devlin thinks to himself for a second, Hmm, hanging out here unmolested might prove more fruitful than blindly searching alleyways & shopfronts.</p><p></p><p>"I thank ye, sir, fer yer offer. Wouldja mind showing me to da room?"</p><p></p><p>Devlin hands the barkeep two silvers once he's in his room. He stays at the door for a minute, listening to make sure the bartender heads back downstairs and nobody else is wandering the hall. Once he's sure the hallway is empty, he steps out of the room.</p><p></p><p>If the bartender is willing to put up a stranger like me, he may do the same for a regular like Bal. Devlin begins to listen to find out if any of the other rooms might be occupied.</p><p></p><p>ooc: Listen check to make sure hallway is empty. (1d20+9=16)</p><p></p><p>I'll make Listen checks for the other rooms once Devlin knows how many doors there are. </p><p> </p><p>03-12-06, 07:02 PM #76 </p><p>Salix </p><p>Registered User</p><p> </p><p>OOC: Just wanted to say I'm having a great time so far. Hope everyone else feels the same. EJ -will this be the format throughout or will we play as a group? On second thought don't answer that, I'll be pleasantly surprised when I find out. </p><p> </p><p>03-12-06, 07:48 PM #77 </p><p>El Jefe </p><p>LEW Judge</p><p> </p><p>As do ye sow...</p><p></p><p>--------------------------------------------------------------------------------</p><p></p><p>Ryland: </p><p>Quote:</p><p>Originally Posted by Salix</p><p>He drags the boys out of the street and into Phindo's yard where he binds them with his rope. After he has them secured, he knocks on Phindo's door. </p><p></p><p>Ryland heard stirrings inside the Brabbas household as he tied up the miscreants, and indeed, some of the neighbors poked their heads out of their homes to see what the commotion was all about. From far down the street, someone was yelling for the Watch, but most of the onlookers weren't so stirred to action.</p><p></p><p>Phindo sprang out of his doorway, a cudgel in hand, demanding "Vat is tis?" A couple of boys, most likely son number one and son number two, followed him. Phindo's mood brightened considerably when he recognized Ryland and what he was doing. "You haf caught them!", he cried. "Dis is wunderfool, now we know who do tese tings. Are dey hurt? Asleep? Just knock on head?"The delinquents started stirring in their bonds as if to answer his question. Son number two started examining the door to survey the damages. The youths had painted some sort of comment on mating practices in Lathirn. Morris's Grandmother would definitely not approve of the content.</p><p></p><p>So, the scene was set. There was an empty paint bucket and the remains of a chicken egg in the middle of the street, two groggy and paint-splattered youths in bonds on Phindo's yard, an egg-splattered gnome conversing with Phindo, and Phindo's sons and some of his neighbors conversing on just what does go on in Lathirn, when the sergeant of a small contingent of the city watch arrived with his charges and demanded to know, "Just what's all the commotion here?"</p><p>Quote:</p><p>Originally Posted by Salix</p><p>I updated the character thread to be correct, sorry for the confusion. </p><p></p><p>It's all good, thanks.</p><p> </p><p>03-12-06, 08:08 PM #78 </p><p>El Jefe </p><p>LEW Judge</p><p> </p><p>Be verrry quiet...we're hunting wabbits!</p><p></p><p>--------------------------------------------------------------------------------</p><p></p><p>Devlin: </p><p>Quote:</p><p>Originally Posted by Dungannon</p><p>Once he's sure the hallway is empty, he steps out of the room. </p><p></p><p>Devlin heard nothing at the door, so he opened it and took a peek. The lack of anything to hear in the hallway confirmed his suspicion that he could put off that trip to a chiurgeon to have his hearing checked for another year.</p><p>Quote:</p><p>Originally Posted by Dungannon</p><p>I'll make Listen checks for the other rooms once Devlin knows how many doors there are. </p><p></p><p>There appear to be 4 other doors off the upstairs hallway. </p><p> </p><p>03-12-06, 08:14 PM #79 </p><p>Salix </p><p>Registered User</p><p> </p><p>El Jefe: </p><p>Quote:</p><p>Originally Posted by El Jefe</p><p>Ryland: </p><p>Ryland heard stirrings inside the Brabbas household as he tied up the miscreants, and indeed, some of the neighbors poked their heads out of their homes to see what the commotion was all about. From far down the street, someone was yelling for the Watch, but most of the onlookers weren't so stirred to action.</p><p></p><p>Phindo sprang out of his doorway, a cudgel in hand, demanding "Vat is tis?" A couple of boys, most likely son number one and son number two, followed him. Phindo's mood brightened considerably when he recognized Ryland and what he was doing. "You haf caught them!", he cried. "Dis is wunderfool, now we know who do tese tings. Are dey hurt? Asleep? Just knock on head?"The delinquents started stirring in their bonds as if to answer his question. Son number two started examining the door to survey the damages. The youths had painted some sort of comment on mating practices in Lathirn. Morris's Grandmother would definitely not approve of the content.</p><p></p><p>So, the scene was set. There was an empty paint bucket and the remains of a chicken egg in the middle of the street, two groggy and paint-splattered youths in bonds on Phindo's yard, an egg-splattered gnome conversing with Phindo, and Phindo's sons and some of his neighbors conversing on just what does go on in Lathirn, when the sergeant of a small contingent of the city watch arrived with his charges and demanded to know, "Just what's all the commotion here?"It's all good, thanks.</p><p> </p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>"Sir, allow me to explain. My name is Ryland Phineas Pike, and I was hired by Phindo here to catch the vandals that have been painting imflammatory remarks on his house. As you can see these callow youths have struck again, but this time they were caught by myself, although you may notice that I didn't escape the encounter completely unscathed", he indicates the egg as he says the last part. "There was one other boy with them. I'm sure you can find out his name from his compatriots here. It has been my pleasure to assist the guard in aprrehending these little vandals as it lowers neighborhood morale to have a member of the community repeatedly maligned. I would think a happy neighborhood results in less work for you in the end, and I know your time is valuable." </p><p>In a slightly louder voice he says so that the crowd will hear, "It should be known that further attacks on the honor and integrity of Phindo and his family will not be tolerated. This man is a credit to your neighborhood and deserves your respect."</p><p></p><p>In a quieter voice to the sergeant he says indicating Mortimer, "That man over there was willing to help, it would be nice if the city could somehow recognize his assistance. Perhaps a letter of appreciation?"</p><p> </p><p>03-12-06, 08:16 PM #80 </p><p>El Jefe </p><p>LEW Judge</p><p> </p><p>Quote:</p><p>Originally Posted by Salix</p><p>OOC: Just wanted to say I'm having a great time so far. </p><p></p><p>My pleasure, glad you like it. </p><p>Quote:</p><p>Originally Posted by Salix</p><p>EJ -will this be the format throughout or will we play as a group? </p><p></p><p>Given present trends, that may depend entirely on Enialis's ability to penetrate a clandestine affair.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="El Jefe, post: 2813925, member: 19990"] 03-10-06, 05:01 PM #41 El Jefe LEW Judge Things that go... -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Ryland: Quote: Originally Posted by Salix As darkness approaches he will try to find a hiding place across the street on the ground. The dice are not going Ryland's way Ryland took advantage of the gathering dusk to slip past some playing children and hide beside the stoop of one of the houses across the street from Phindo's. He observed the neighborhood quieting down for the night, including what must have been Phindo's wife calling their children in from play. As darkness fell, he breathed much easier, as nobody had seemed to spot him. The night was chill, and he was uncomfortable without a cloak to draw around him. As he was reflecting on his misery, he heard a door open behind him, followed by the sound of something wet splattering on the ground, followed by a loud "Yeee-aah!", followed by the sound of breaking crockery. Involuntarily, he turned to see an elderly gentleman in night clothes half cowering, half threatening in the doorway. Fragments of what once might have been a chamber pot decorated the little porch. "What are you doing there? And who are you?, demanded the man, apparently recovered from his initial fright. __________________ 03-11-06, 02:54 AM #42 Xaov Registered User Spoiler: Quote: you might see yourself entering and leaving the place. ooc: Heh why does that sound very ominous. Enialis ponders for a minute I cannot let on what I am investigating. I have to operate very carefully. Enialis Walks up the pathway to the entrance to the feversham's and enters. __________________ 03-11-06, 04:05 AM #43 El Jefe LEW Judge Mmmmm...Bread! -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Enialis: Quote: Originally Posted by Xaov Enialis Walks up the pathway to the entrance to the feversham's and enters. Enialis found all manner of baked goods resting on tables in the little shop...breads, mostly, but plenty of pastries, tarts and cakes were there as well. A stocky middle-aged man with a knotted kerchief about his neck was tidying up...presumably, Mr. Faversham. He smiled at Enialas and asked, "Can I get you something? Today's bread, still fresh from the oven? Some muffins, maybe?" 03-11-06, 05:23 AM #44 Salix Registered User Ryland attempts to sling it -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Spoiler: Quote: Originally Posted by El Jefe Ryland took advantage of the gathering dusk to slip past some playing children and hide beside the stoop of one of the houses across the street from Phindo's. He observed the neighborhood quieting down for the night, including what must have been Phindo's wife calling their children in from play. As darkness fell, he breathed much easier, as nobody had seemed to spot him. The night was chill, and he was uncomfortable without a cloak to draw around him. As he was reflecting on his misery, he heard a door open behind him, followed by the sound of something wet splattering on the ground, followed by a loud "Yeee-aah!", followed by the sound of breaking crockery. Involuntarily, he turned to see an elderly gentleman in night clothes half cowering, half threatening in the doorway. Fragments of what once might have been a chamber pot decorated the little porch. "What are you doing there? And who are you?, demanded the man, apparently recovered from his initial fright. “ Sir, you have my deepest apologies for disturbing you. Of course I would like to reimburse you for the… pot.”, Ryland says as honestly and directly as possible, after all he didn’t want to disturb this man and now in addition to the cold he had the odor of the chamber pot to deal with. After pulling out a single gold crown not too much, not too little he thinks, and after offering it in a non-confrontational way, he casts about to see if anyone is listening. In a conspiratorial tone he begins in a quiet voice, “Sir, can you keep something under your hat? My name is Phineus Pike, and I’ve been contracted by the guard to investigate suspicious circumstances in this neighborhood. Specifically, they seem to center on your neighbor’s house. Can you tell me anything about your neighbor Phindo, or any of the goings on around here recently". bluff check Spoiler: Die roll for Ryland 1d20+5-> [6,5] = (11) Bluff check on phindo's neighbor Bluff check on phindo's neighbor (1d20+5=11) Ouch! Ryland is one tough luck gnome. 03-11-06, 06:48 AM #45 Xaov Registered User Spoiler: Enialis sniffs the air a bit. Wow this stuff smells wonderful. Much better than rations. I'm curious how much does it cost for some of your goods? *enialis tries to look discretely about to see if Ms. Faversham can be seen* 03-11-06, 12:55 PM #46 El Jefe LEW Judge The dice fall all sorts of ways -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Ryland: Quote: Originally Posted by Salix “Sir, can you keep something under your hat?...Can you tell me anything about your neighbor Phindo, or any of the goings on around here recently". "What's going on? Are they up to no good? My wife always gives their kids cookies, but I tell her not to encourage them. Are they spies? They're from Lathirn, you know. Never can trust anyone from Lathirn." The man's response was fairly animated, even considering the circumstances. "Hey, you're a gnome, aren't you? City Watch'll hire anyone these days. Hey, can you tell me if you're going to do anything about those hooligans? Damn kids always tearing up the neighborhood...they're as big a menace as those foreign spies, you ask me!" Ryland saw him shift the gold coin in his hand nervously as he spoke. 03-11-06, 01:03 PM #47 El Jefe LEW Judge A Baker's Dozen? -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Enialis: Quote: Originally Posted by Xaov I'm curious how much does it cost for some of your goods? "Well, it depends on what you want. I offer a dozen of those little muffins for a penny, and I throw in one for free. Most of the medium-sized loaves of bread are two pennies, and that cake there with the fancy decoration is a shield." The man apparently knows how to take care of a customer. Quote: Originally Posted by Xaov *enialis tries to look discretely about to see if Ms. Faversham can be seen* Mrs. Faversham is apparently nowhere to be seen. At least not downstairs in the shop. 03-11-06, 03:51 PM #48 Dungannon Registered User El Jefe: Devlin finishes his meal and leaves two Shields on the bar, enough to cover a second ale with a small tip. He heads out back to see if Bal's pushcart is where he heard it might be. If it's there, he camps out in the shadows for a bit to see if Bal returns. If it's not there, he'll head over to the Street of Merchants, taking the backstreets in case he comes across his quarry laying in a gutter. ooc: Hide check, if necessary: 17 __________________ 03-11-06, 04:21 PM #49 Xaov Registered User Spoiler: Wow.... That is very generous. Thank you. More places like this should be around. Even in my home town, the local baker charged at least 5 copper for muffins, and a cake like that would of been around 10 silver. Heh we even got a discount since a lot of the wheat we used to farm went into making the goods. ooc: El Jefe I am guessing that penny=copper and shield=silver correct? My family would enjoy a treat like fresh baked goods. Ecspecially after what we went through. I'll take a dozen muffins and a loaf of bread please. if a penny does equal a copper, enialis will hand him 3 copper. If not... then he'll hand him whatever the equivalent is. Money: 3gp 4sp 99cp ooc: El Jefe any normal person walking into the bakery would know that this was Faversham's Bakery wouldn't they? Enialis thinks for a minute No Sign of Mrs. Faversham, hmm. Either she isn't here or she is elsewhere in the bakery. Heh it'll be great to see their faces when I bring this home for them. You know recent events have made me realize how much I value my family. No matter what happens, I always get a feeling of hope knowing my Father and Sis will be with me. Wouldn't you agree? 03-11-06, 04:52 PM #50 Salix Registered User Spoiler: Quote: Originally Posted by El Jefe "What's going on? Are they up to no good? My wife always gives their kids cookies, but I tell her not to encourage them. Are they spies? They're from Lathirn, you know. Never can trust anyone from Lathirn." The man's response was fairly animated, even considering the circumstances. "Hey, you're a gnome, aren't you? City Watch'll hire anyone these days. Hey, can you tell me if you're going to do anything about those hooligans? Damn kids always tearing up the neighborhood...they're as big a menace as those foreign spies, you ask me!" Ryland saw him shift the gold coin in his hand nervously as he spoke. “ Sir, our investigation indicates that you have nothing to worry about from Phindo, he appears to be a good solid citizen of Orrussus. However, the hooligans as you say are an entirely different matter. Can you tell me a little more about them? Our reports indicate their activity centers around this area. I was wondering if I could hide in your yard to try and catch them? The city would appreciate your cooperation.", Ryland says starting to feel comfortable in his role as Phineas Pike. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 03-11-06, 06:22 PM #51 El Jefe LEW Judge Lookee here! -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Devlin: Quote: Originally Posted by Dungannon Devlin finishes his meal and leaves two Shields on the bar, enough to cover a second ale with a small tip. You've had better ale, too. Quote: Originally Posted by Dungannon He heads out back to see if Bal's pushcart is where he heard it might be. Devlin made his way down an alley to the back of St. Arnolds, rats scurrying out of the way as he went. What should he spy at the back of the inn but an abandoned pushcart, missing a wheel and with "FRESH FRUiT" painted on the side in crude letters. None stood guard over the conveyance save an alley cat who failed his morale check as Devlin approached. Quote: Originally Posted by Dungannon If it's there, he camps out in the shadows for a bit to see if Bal returns. You'll have to define "a bit". It's late afternoon, starting to turn to evening. 03-11-06, 06:58 PM #52 El Jefe LEW Judge Home, Sweet Home -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Enialis: Quote: Originally Posted by Xaov Wow.... That is very generous. Thank you. More places like this should be around. Even in my home town, the local baker charged at least 5 copper for muffins, and a cake like that would of been around 10 silver. "You must not be from around here", the baker replied. "If I charged prices like that, I'd be out of business in no time." Quote: Originally Posted by Xaov ooc: El Jefe I am guessing that penny=copper and shield=silver correct? Correctamundo, common Orussus argot. Gold pieces are ususally called "Crowns", although "Enny" is a slang term for a Crown the same way "Buck" is slang for a US Dollar. Quote: Originally Posted by Xaov ooc: El Jefe any normal person walking into the bakery would know that this was Faversham's Bakery wouldn't they? Any local would. Someone from out of town wouldn't necessarily know the name. Quote: Originally Posted by Xaov I always get a feeling of hope knowing my Father and Sis will be with me. Wouldn't you agree? The baker paused for an instant before replying with a touch of reluctance in his voice. "Yeah, yeah, family is good." Enialis sensed that the baker wasn't as enthusiastic about the merits of family life as he claimed. 03-11-06, 07:31 PM #53 El Jefe LEW Judge Durn Fool Kids -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Ryland: Quote: Originally Posted by Salix “However, the hooligans as you say are an entirely different matter. Can you tell me a little more about them?...I was wondering if I could hide in your yard to try and catch them? The city would appreciate your cooperation." The man quickly assumed his role as neighborhood curmudgeon. "'ell, it's probably just neighbor kids. I never see 'em. But they steal anything's not nailed down, throw eggs on houses, probably same bunch that paints all sorts of stuff on the foreigner's house. I'd say it was their kids, but the old man'd wale their hide if they messed up their own place." He paused, seeming to have run out of complaints until he reloaded. "Yeah, if your're trying to catch 'em, you can just stay right there. But don't break nothing, and you come and knock if you ever do this again. Scare a man half to death." From somewhere inside the house a nasal female voice called: "Mortimer, what is that racket? Can't you even empty the pot without making a mess? If that's a salesman, tell him this is no time of day to be pestering honest folk. You send him off and get back to bed this minute!" "Mortimer" turned and bellowed back, "You just hold your flapping tounge, woman! I'm a coming when I'm a coming!" Turning back to "Phineas" and lowering his voice again, he addressed the gnome. "Dang woman thinks she runs the place, gotta give'm the whatfor every now and then or they'll walk all over you. Yeah, you just do yer business here, and you give them boys a good thumpin' fer me, why don't you?" He punctuated his last comment with a swipe of his fist, and went back inside, closing the door behind him...no doubt, to fetch the "guest" chamber pot from the cabinet. 03-11-06, 08:25 PM #54 Salix Registered User El Jefe: Quote: Originally Posted by El Jefe The man quickly assumed his role as neighborhood curmudgeon. "'ell, it's probably just neighbor kids. I never see 'em. But they steal anything's not nailed down, throw eggs on houses, probably same bunch that paints all sorts of stuff on the foreigner's house. I'd say it was their kids, but the old man'd wale their hide if they messed up their own place." He paused, seeming to have run out of complaints until he reloaded. "Yeah, if your're trying to catch 'em, you can just stay right there. But don't break nothing, and you come and knock if you ever do this again. Scare a man half to death." From somewhere inside the house a nasal female voice called: "Mortimer, what is that racket? Can't you even empty the pot without making a mess? If that's a salesman, tell him this is no time of day to be pestering honest folk. You send him off and get back to bed this minute!" "Mortimer" turned and bellowed back, "You just hold your flapping tounge, woman! I'm a coming when I'm a coming!" Turning back to "Phineas" and lowering his voice again, he addressed the gnome. "Dang woman thinks she runs the place, gotta give'm the whatfor every now and then or they'll walk all over you. Yeah, you just do yer business here, and you give them boys a good thumpin' fer me, why don't you?" He punctuated his last comment with a swipe of his fist, and went back inside, closing the door behind him...no doubt, to fetch the "guest" chamber pot from the cabinet. At the mention of trouble with women Ryland rolls his eyes and nods his head in agreement. After Mortimer goes inside, Ryland settles back in to wait for the young vandals. He hopes to catch them unawares, and hit them with some of the ol' Ryland mojo. Die roll for Ryland 1d20-> [10] = (10) Second attempt to hide in Mortimer's yard Second attempt to hide in Mortimer's yard (1d20=10) Of course, noone said stealth was his strong point 03-11-06, 09:11 PM #55 Dungannon Registered User El Jefe: Quote: Originally Posted by El Jefe You'll have to define "a bit". It's late afternoon, starting to turn to evening. Devlin will stay for an hour, then head out to the Street of Merchants. 03-11-06, 10:51 PM #56 El Jefe LEW Judge Enter Sandman -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Ryland: Quote: Originally Posted by Salix Second attempt to hide in Mortimer's yard Of course, noone said stealth was his strong point Ryland hunkered down beside the old man's porch again, and so far as he knew, he was hidden. At first, there were a few passers-by, scurrying to wherever they needed to be before it got too late. None took notice of him. As the night drew on, these became fewer and fewer, until they stopped coming altogether. Ryland could hear the city watch patrolling the wall behind him at odd intervals, but his position didn't allow him to see or be seen. The night dragged on. And on. And on. Roll a DC5 Con check. You may not take 10. 03-11-06, 10:58 PM #57 El Jefe LEW Judge Nobody here but us rats -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Devlin: Quote: Originally Posted by Dungannon Devlin will stay for an hour, then head out to the Street of Merchants. Just as he was about to go, a man he recognized as the bartender who served him that swill that passed for ale around here emerged from the back of St. Arnolds, carrying a bucket full of trash. The two noticed each other just as the man started emptying the bucket into a rubbish bin. "Hey, bud, waddaya doing hanging around like that? Ya look like yer up to no good." The barkeep seemed genuinely cross. 03-11-06, 11:30 PM #58 Salix Registered User Quote: Originally Posted by El Jefe Ryland: Ryland hunkered down beside the old man's porch again, and so far as he knew, he was hidden. At first, there were a few passers-by, scurrying to wherever they needed to be before it got too late. None took notice of him. As the night drew on, these became fewer and fewer, until they stopped coming altogether. Ryland could hear the city watch patrolling the wall behind him at odd intervals, but his position didn't allow him to see or be seen. The night dragged on. And on. And on. Roll a DC5 Con check. You may not take 10. El Jefe Ryland feels fatigue tugging at him, but remains awake and alert by reciting old gnomish nursery rhymes in his head, a habit he has retained since childhood. I'll have to sleep in the daytime tomorrow, he thinks to himself. Die roll for Ryland 1d20+3-> [7,3] = (10) Con Check, getting tired Con Check, getting tired (1d20+3=10) 03-12-06, 02:08 AM #59 El Jefe LEW Judge Three Blind Mice -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Ryland: Quote: Originally Posted by Salix Ryland feels fatigue tugging at him, but remains awake and alert by reciting old gnomish nursery rhymes in his head, a habit he has retained since childhood. Just about the time even old gnomish nursery rhymes were losing their potency, Ryland heard whispering voices lulling him to sleep. No, wait, these were real voices...someone was coming! Wide awake now, the intrepid gnome observed three young humans, not quite men but not really boys any longer, come into view. One of them was carrying something that looked like a bucket in one hand. They were whispering, although Ryland could only make out snatches of conversation..."No, there's nobody...", "Hey, this'll be...", and the like. There was some giggling as they dashed up to Phindo's doorstep, and a sticklike object...a paintbrush?...appeared in the bucketman's other hand. He appeared to be painting Phindo's door, or at least painting something on it, although Ryland couldn't make out what. Moments after he started, the trio dashed right at Ryland, stopping to turn their backs to him when they reached the middle of the street. By now, Ryland had shaken off the last of his sleepiness and was able to act. You've got three of them, about 20 feet away, with their backs to you, fumbling in their clothes trying to retrieve something. 03-12-06, 02:17 AM #60 Xaov Registered User Spoiler: Enialis looks with a concerned look. I'm sorry, I apparently touched on a subject of great distress for you. Is your wife ill or something? 03-12-06, 02:51 AM #61 El Jefe LEW Judge What's it to ya? -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Enialis: Quote: Originally Posted by Xaov Is your wife ill or something? "No, no", the man replied, then changed his tone: "Say, do you always get this personal when you buy bread?" 03-12-06, 03:06 AM #62 Xaov Registered User Spoiler: I meant nothing by it sir. You just seemed like something was wrong when I started talking about my family. I thought I might be able to help you by talking with you. My father's health has been steadily declining since we lost everything. I don't know how much longer he'll be with us. I felt a great deal of grief knowing that such a strong man could suddenly start to fail. But being able to talk with my aunt through letters and what not helped me to not let my grief consume me. If your wife was sick I was hoping to help you in the way my aunt helped me. Though it is good to hear that such is not the case with your wife. I apologize if I offended you. I am merely trying to help where I can. Good people deserve what help they can get. 03-12-06, 03:43 AM #63 El Jefe LEW Judge You want fry-bread with that? -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Enialis: Quote: Originally Posted by Xaov Good people deserve what help they can get. The baker looked on blankly while Enialis poured out the details of his familiy's travails. When his customer finished, he merely replied "Yeah, I suppose so" before asking, "You need anything else here?" 03-12-06, 04:05 AM #64 Dungannon Registered User El Jefe: Devlin comes out of hiding, a chagrined look on his face. "Look, uhh, I don't mean nothin' here. I'm just lookin' fer a place I c'n stay outta da way o' da City Watch." The rogue then continues to spin a tale of false accusations and corrupt partners in an attempt to allay the bartender's suspicions and perhaps earn a little sympathy. ooc: Bluff check: 29 03-12-06, 04:19 AM #65 Xaov Registered User Spoiler: *enialis looks down* Heh I apologize, sometimes I talk too much. This should be all. Thanks again for the baked goods. My name is Enialis McVayne by the way. Extend my thanks to your wife. I just hope that whatever problem you may be having works itself out. Please let me know if there's anyway I could help you. *as Enialis finishes at the bakery he will begin walking to his aunt's house in the slums* *as he walks he reflects on his experience and the case he is working on* Its a shame that someone could become so filled with lust that he'd jeopardize a marriage to quench it. I wonder if things will ever be able to be normal for them again once this case is over. *after walking for about 10 maybe 15 minutes he arrives at the worn down town house that his aunt owns* ooc: I take it, it is mid day about now *Enialis walks into the shoddy worn down home and presents the goods to his little sister who then brings them to her aunt* *Enialis walks into his father's room and squats down beside him* Hello father, I brought some goods from the baker today, come into the kitchen and have some. *he helps his father out of bed and to the kitchen* *around the table Enialis and his family speak of their days, all the while though Enialis is thinking about his next move* I have to talk to Mrs. Faversham but it will be difficult to do without alerting Mr. Faversham. I'll have to try and find out their schedules. Perhaps I should also try and talk to the milk girl. See what I can find out from her. *after they are finished, his little sister asks him to take her for a horse ride* *Enialis takes her but stops by Archer's office* Hello Eppy. This is my sister Heidi, Heidi this is Mrs. Perrin, I work with her. Eppy would you happen to have the information on the Milk girl's address. Also I'd like to know, have the Faversham's come to Mr. Archer with problems before? -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 03-12-06, 05:31 AM #66 El Jefe LEW Judge The widow's only son -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Devlin: Quote: Originally Posted by Dungannon "I'm just lookin' fer a place I c'n stay outta da way o' da City Watch." The bartender was used to hard luck stories and yarns, but as he listened to Devlin, he seemed to grow more sympathetic. "Look, pal, that sounds pretty rough. Tell you what, you gotta couple of Shields ta rub together, you can hang out in one of the rooms upstairs until things blow over. I won't tell no one you're here. I do that for people sometimes, not just anyone mind you, but anyone who really deserves to catch a break." 03-12-06, 05:50 AM #67 El Jefe LEW Judge Isn't she sweet? -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Enialis: Quote: Originally Posted by Xaov Please let me know if there's anyway I could help you. The baker looked at Enialis with the sort of look one would have if one was trying to recognize a creditor, or at least the agent of a creditor. The kind of look that said, "Who is this guy and should I know him from some place?" When Enialis made his offier of assistance, the man raised an eyebrow, but said nothing. Quote: Originally Posted by Xaov ooc: I take it, it is mid day about now It was mid day when you took the case. Shops are starting to close for the evening now. Quote: Originally Posted by Xaov Hello Eppy. This is my sister Heidi, Heidi this is Mrs. Perrin, I work with her. Eppy would you happen to have the information on the Milk girl's address. Also I'd like to know, have the Faversham's come to Mr. Archer with problems before? Eppy appeared to be just about ready to leave for the day, but as the day was nearly over she seemed relaxed and glad to have some friendly visitors. "Well, welcome back, stranger. Did you finish your case? No? You would have been the first one, you know, the other guys haven't been back yet. Hi, Heidi, nice to meet you. Do you live in Orussus or are you traveling with your brother? You live here? How nice. Oh, no, all Mrs. Faversham said was the girl lived in the neighborhood. You'd expect that, you know. No, I don't have her address. No, I don't think they've ever come to us for anything else. I'm sure I'd recognize her, and there wasn't a scroll marked "Faversham" in my files. Is that all you needed?" 03-12-06, 06:12 AM #68 Salix Registered User El Jefe: Quote: Originally Posted by El Jefe Ryland: Just about the time even old gnomish nursery rhymes were losing their potency, Ryland heard whispering voices lulling him to sleep. No, wait, these were real voices...someone was coming! Wide awake now, the intrepid gnome observed three young humans, not quite men but not really boys any longer, come into view. One of them was carrying something that looked like a bucket in one hand. They were whispering, although Ryland could only make out snatches of conversation..."No, there's nobody...", "Hey, this'll be...", and the like. There was some giggling as they dashed up to Phindo's doorstep, and a sticklike object...a paintbrush?...appeared in the bucketman's other hand. He appeared to be painting Phindo's door, or at least painting something on it, although Ryland couldn't make out what. Moments after he started, the trio dashed right at Ryland, stopping to turn their backs to him when they reached the middle of the street. By now, Ryland had shaken off the last of his sleepiness and was able to act. You've got three of them, about 20 feet away, with their backs to you, fumbling in their clothes trying to retrieve something. Spoiler: Ryland takes a 5 foot step towards the boys to bring them into range to cast the spell color spray. He says, “You boys wouldn’t be causing trouble now would you”. After they turn around to face him he hits them with the spell. He points his finger towards the boys and twirls it in a clockwise manner. In a clear firm voice he says two words: Crazy Quilt! A cone of blazing mismashed light and color erupts from his fingertip, catching the boys within it’s reach. 03-12-06, 06:31 AM #69 Xaov Registered User Spoiler: Quote: Is that all you needed? Yeah Eppy that was all I wanted to know. Thanks. Have a good evening. *Enialis and Heidi wave at Eppy* Come on Heidi we should get home. I think its getting close to dinner time *Enialis helps her up onto his horse and they ride home* *once again Enialis finds himself at the table trying to decide how to approach the case* I need some hard evidence to prove the affair did happen. His reaction to me earlier leads me to believe that without a doubt it happened. But how.... But what? hmmm Enialis will ask his aunt what time the milk becomes distributed in the slums 03-12-06, 04:21 PM #70 El Jefe LEW Judge Busted! -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Ryland: Quote: Originally Posted by Salix Ryland says, “You boys wouldn’t be causing trouble now would you”. Obviously shocked, the young hooligans turn to face their accuser. The one on the left throws a small object that shatters on Ryland's chest...some sort of liquid was inside the missile. "Bucketman" apparently had a similar missile, but is so startled that he drops it at his feet instead of throwing it, where it shatters on the ground. The third youth, face white with panic, is still fumbling helplessly within the folds of his robes. Roll me a DC5+ Concentration check to get the spell off...you've taken no damage from the mysterious projectile...yet. Yeah, I know, anything better than a 1 gets the spell off. Oh, and is your flat-foot AC really 11? I couldn't figure out why it shouldn't be 10. Not that it matters here, Ryland was certainly expecting...something. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 03-12-06, 04:29 PM #71 El Jefe LEW Judge The milkman cometh -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Enialis: Quote: Originally Posted by Xaov *Enialis helps her up onto his horse and they ride home* Heidi is thrilled with the opportunity to enjoy an outing with her big brother. Quote: Originally Posted by Xaov Enialis will ask his aunt what time the milk becomes distributed in the slums His aunt swiftly replies, "Why, that would be right after cows are usually milked. Once early in the morning, just before dawn, and once in the evening, just as dusk is falling. There's no sense letting it spoil in the pail, so if somebody's going to sell it, they usually deliver it as soon as they can. Now that's when cows are best milked, but there's no telling what some people might do with their animals." 03-12-06, 05:00 PM #72 Salix Registered User El Jefe: Quote: Originally Posted by El Jefe Ryland: Obviously shocked, the young hooligans turn to face their accuser. The one on the left throws a small object that shatters on Ryland's chest...some sort of liquid was inside the missile. "Bucketman" apparently had a similar missile, but is so startled that he drops it at his feet instead of throwing it, where it shatters on the ground. The third youth, face white with panic, is still fumbling helplessly within the folds of his robes. Roll me a DC5+ Concentration check to get the spell off...you've taken no damage from the mysterious projectile...yet. Although the punks hit Ryland with what he can only assume is a "color spray" of their own, he is able to ward off the distraction and finish his spell. Die roll for Ryland 1d20+5-> [10,5] = (15) Concentration check for spell Concentration check for spell (1d20+5=15) OOC: Best roll of Ryland's career I thought I got an AC bonus for being a little guy, that's why my ff AC is 11. i could be wrong though -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 03-12-06, 05:42 PM #73 El Jefe LEW Judge The Yolk's on You! -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Ryland: Quote: Originally Posted by Salix Although the punks hit Ryland with what he can only assume is a "color spray" of their own, he is able to ward off the distraction and finish his spell. A familiar scent wafts up to Ryland's nostrils as his suspicions about the tiny missiles are confirmed: they're chicken eggs, and they make quite a mess, erasing any sympathy he might have had for the hapless victims of his arcane energies. A blast of bright, colored light erupted from his hands, bathing the trio with energies both luminous and magical in nature. "Lefty" and "Butterfingers" slumped to the street, while the one in the middle threw the bucket high in the air behind him as he hightailed it down the street, screaming in panic. He'd gotten almost half a block by the time the bucket fell back to the pavement, splattering his unconsious companions with black paint as it bounced back into the air. Even Ryland was impressed by the carnage as the bucket clattered a couple of more times on the cobbles before coming to rest. Quote: Originally Posted by Salix OOC: Best roll of Ryland's career And how! Quote: Originally Posted by Salix I thought I got an AC bonus for being a little guy, that's why my ff AC is 11. That makes sense, in which case I have an entirely different complaint. Shouldn't your normal AC be 12? (10+1 for Dex+1 for being small) 03-12-06, 06:20 PM #74 Salix Registered User El Jefe: Quote: Originally Posted by El Jefe Ryland: A familiar scent wafts up to Ryland's nostrils as his suspicions about the tiny missiles are confirmed: they're chicken eggs, and they make quite a mess, erasing any sympathy he might have had for the hapless victims of his arcane energies. A blast of bright, colored light erupted from his hands, bathing the trio with energies both luminous and magical in nature. "Lefty" and "Butterfingers" slumped to the street, while the one in the middle threw the bucket high in the air behind him as he hightailed it down the street, screaming in panic. He'd gotten almost half a block by the time the bucket fell back to the pavement, splattering his unconsious companions with black paint as it bounced back into the air. Even Ryland was impressed by the carnage as the bucket clattered a couple of more times on the cobbles before coming to rest.And how!That makes sense, in which case I have an entirely different complaint. Shouldn't your normal AC be 12? (10+1 for Dex+1 for being small) Ryland wipes off the egg from his vest and thinks, at least it wasn't paint. He drags the boys out of the street and into Phindo's yard where he binds them with his rope. After he has them secured, he knocks on Phindo's door. I should watch these two little creeps while Phindo gets the guard. OOC looks like I had my size bonus under my dex bonus. With a 10 for dex, I don't have a bonus there. I updated the character thread to be correct, sorry for the confusion. 03-12-06, 06:46 PM #75 Dungannon Registered User El Jefe: Devlin thinks to himself for a second, Hmm, hanging out here unmolested might prove more fruitful than blindly searching alleyways & shopfronts. "I thank ye, sir, fer yer offer. Wouldja mind showing me to da room?" Devlin hands the barkeep two silvers once he's in his room. He stays at the door for a minute, listening to make sure the bartender heads back downstairs and nobody else is wandering the hall. Once he's sure the hallway is empty, he steps out of the room. If the bartender is willing to put up a stranger like me, he may do the same for a regular like Bal. Devlin begins to listen to find out if any of the other rooms might be occupied. ooc: Listen check to make sure hallway is empty. (1d20+9=16) I'll make Listen checks for the other rooms once Devlin knows how many doors there are. 03-12-06, 07:02 PM #76 Salix Registered User OOC: Just wanted to say I'm having a great time so far. Hope everyone else feels the same. EJ -will this be the format throughout or will we play as a group? On second thought don't answer that, I'll be pleasantly surprised when I find out. 03-12-06, 07:48 PM #77 El Jefe LEW Judge As do ye sow... -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Ryland: Quote: Originally Posted by Salix He drags the boys out of the street and into Phindo's yard where he binds them with his rope. After he has them secured, he knocks on Phindo's door. Ryland heard stirrings inside the Brabbas household as he tied up the miscreants, and indeed, some of the neighbors poked their heads out of their homes to see what the commotion was all about. From far down the street, someone was yelling for the Watch, but most of the onlookers weren't so stirred to action. Phindo sprang out of his doorway, a cudgel in hand, demanding "Vat is tis?" A couple of boys, most likely son number one and son number two, followed him. Phindo's mood brightened considerably when he recognized Ryland and what he was doing. "You haf caught them!", he cried. "Dis is wunderfool, now we know who do tese tings. Are dey hurt? Asleep? Just knock on head?"The delinquents started stirring in their bonds as if to answer his question. Son number two started examining the door to survey the damages. The youths had painted some sort of comment on mating practices in Lathirn. Morris's Grandmother would definitely not approve of the content. So, the scene was set. There was an empty paint bucket and the remains of a chicken egg in the middle of the street, two groggy and paint-splattered youths in bonds on Phindo's yard, an egg-splattered gnome conversing with Phindo, and Phindo's sons and some of his neighbors conversing on just what does go on in Lathirn, when the sergeant of a small contingent of the city watch arrived with his charges and demanded to know, "Just what's all the commotion here?" Quote: Originally Posted by Salix I updated the character thread to be correct, sorry for the confusion. It's all good, thanks. 03-12-06, 08:08 PM #78 El Jefe LEW Judge Be verrry quiet...we're hunting wabbits! -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Devlin: Quote: Originally Posted by Dungannon Once he's sure the hallway is empty, he steps out of the room. Devlin heard nothing at the door, so he opened it and took a peek. The lack of anything to hear in the hallway confirmed his suspicion that he could put off that trip to a chiurgeon to have his hearing checked for another year. Quote: Originally Posted by Dungannon I'll make Listen checks for the other rooms once Devlin knows how many doors there are. There appear to be 4 other doors off the upstairs hallway. 03-12-06, 08:14 PM #79 Salix Registered User El Jefe: Quote: Originally Posted by El Jefe Ryland: Ryland heard stirrings inside the Brabbas household as he tied up the miscreants, and indeed, some of the neighbors poked their heads out of their homes to see what the commotion was all about. From far down the street, someone was yelling for the Watch, but most of the onlookers weren't so stirred to action. Phindo sprang out of his doorway, a cudgel in hand, demanding "Vat is tis?" A couple of boys, most likely son number one and son number two, followed him. Phindo's mood brightened considerably when he recognized Ryland and what he was doing. "You haf caught them!", he cried. "Dis is wunderfool, now we know who do tese tings. Are dey hurt? Asleep? Just knock on head?"The delinquents started stirring in their bonds as if to answer his question. Son number two started examining the door to survey the damages. The youths had painted some sort of comment on mating practices in Lathirn. Morris's Grandmother would definitely not approve of the content. So, the scene was set. There was an empty paint bucket and the remains of a chicken egg in the middle of the street, two groggy and paint-splattered youths in bonds on Phindo's yard, an egg-splattered gnome conversing with Phindo, and Phindo's sons and some of his neighbors conversing on just what does go on in Lathirn, when the sergeant of a small contingent of the city watch arrived with his charges and demanded to know, "Just what's all the commotion here?"It's all good, thanks. "Sir, allow me to explain. My name is Ryland Phineas Pike, and I was hired by Phindo here to catch the vandals that have been painting imflammatory remarks on his house. As you can see these callow youths have struck again, but this time they were caught by myself, although you may notice that I didn't escape the encounter completely unscathed", he indicates the egg as he says the last part. "There was one other boy with them. I'm sure you can find out his name from his compatriots here. It has been my pleasure to assist the guard in aprrehending these little vandals as it lowers neighborhood morale to have a member of the community repeatedly maligned. I would think a happy neighborhood results in less work for you in the end, and I know your time is valuable." In a slightly louder voice he says so that the crowd will hear, "It should be known that further attacks on the honor and integrity of Phindo and his family will not be tolerated. This man is a credit to your neighborhood and deserves your respect." In a quieter voice to the sergeant he says indicating Mortimer, "That man over there was willing to help, it would be nice if the city could somehow recognize his assistance. Perhaps a letter of appreciation?" 03-12-06, 08:16 PM #80 El Jefe LEW Judge Quote: Originally Posted by Salix OOC: Just wanted to say I'm having a great time so far. My pleasure, glad you like it. Quote: Originally Posted by Salix EJ -will this be the format throughout or will we play as a group? Given present trends, that may depend entirely on Enialis's ability to penetrate a clandestine affair. [/QUOTE]
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