[Tavern Thread] The Dunn Wright Inn
InVinoVeritas
Adventurer
"Daylily!"
Kazanto rushes over to the barbarian and gives him a big hug. "So good to see you! These gentlemen need help. We've got another mystery to solve! And I don't think it involves hermit crabs this time. Although... I'm not really sure what it was, last time..."
Kazanto rushes over to the barbarian and gives him a big hug. "So good to see you! These gentlemen need help. We've got another mystery to solve! And I don't think it involves hermit crabs this time. Although... I'm not really sure what it was, last time..."
Deuce Traveler
Adventurer
The men seem pleased indeed.
"Well met! If you'll just follow me outside." One man says, while ignoring his competitor.
"Yes, follow me! I'll explain on the way." The other says after a sharp look to the first.
OOC: Unless anyone objects, I am taking Relic, Kazanto, Quioan, and Daylily as the adventuring party for "The Mightiest Weapon", here: http://www.enworld.org/forum/playing-game/309383-lpf-mightiest-weapon.html
"Well met! If you'll just follow me outside." One man says, while ignoring his competitor.
"Yes, follow me! I'll explain on the way." The other says after a sharp look to the first.
OOC: Unless anyone objects, I am taking Relic, Kazanto, Quioan, and Daylily as the adventuring party for "The Mightiest Weapon", here: http://www.enworld.org/forum/playing-game/309383-lpf-mightiest-weapon.html
Systole
First Post
"What? More house?" He sways a bit, then laughs. "More forest-walker? There will being more meats! Okay, okay!"
However, instead of immediately turning around, he pushes past the group and stumbles over to the bar. After a short, unintelligible conversation with the half-orc bartender, Grog shrugs and says, "It's yer fun'ral, bub." The bartender produces a handful of items from the kitchen and behind the bar: a lemon, an onion, a bottle of pepper sauce, some vinegar, three eggs, and a small jar of a greyish powder marked with a skull and crossbones.
The barbarian grabs a dirty tankard off the bar, squeezes the onion and lemon into it, then adds a dash of vinegar, a generous amount of pepper sauce, and finally from the jar just a pinch of grey powder that looks suspiciously like rat poison. His mixture completed, he swirls the concoction around a few times. Then, raising the tankard to the sky, he shouts, "BOTTOM UPWARD!" and ...
Snorts it. Loudly. The noise goes on for a long time.
Then he does the other nostril.
As the bar looks on in stunned silence, Daylily drops the empty tankard, then doubles over and pounds on the countertop in apparent pain. However, just as quickly, he's back standing, and all trace of his drunkenness appears to be gone. Despite that, he still smells as if he doused himself in rotgut -- the fumes of alcohol are practically visible.
"Ah, is much refresh!" he proclaims loudly.
"Congratch'lation," Grog says. "But den why'ja want da eggs for?"
Daylily grabs the eggs off the bar and pops one into his mouth, shell and all. As yolk runs down his chin, he answers, "Lunch."
Smiling broadly, he heads back to the rest of the crew and out the door.
However, instead of immediately turning around, he pushes past the group and stumbles over to the bar. After a short, unintelligible conversation with the half-orc bartender, Grog shrugs and says, "It's yer fun'ral, bub." The bartender produces a handful of items from the kitchen and behind the bar: a lemon, an onion, a bottle of pepper sauce, some vinegar, three eggs, and a small jar of a greyish powder marked with a skull and crossbones.
The barbarian grabs a dirty tankard off the bar, squeezes the onion and lemon into it, then adds a dash of vinegar, a generous amount of pepper sauce, and finally from the jar just a pinch of grey powder that looks suspiciously like rat poison. His mixture completed, he swirls the concoction around a few times. Then, raising the tankard to the sky, he shouts, "BOTTOM UPWARD!" and ...
Snorts it. Loudly. The noise goes on for a long time.
Then he does the other nostril.
As the bar looks on in stunned silence, Daylily drops the empty tankard, then doubles over and pounds on the countertop in apparent pain. However, just as quickly, he's back standing, and all trace of his drunkenness appears to be gone. Despite that, he still smells as if he doused himself in rotgut -- the fumes of alcohol are practically visible.
"Ah, is much refresh!" he proclaims loudly.
"Congratch'lation," Grog says. "But den why'ja want da eggs for?"
Daylily grabs the eggs off the bar and pops one into his mouth, shell and all. As yolk runs down his chin, he answers, "Lunch."
Smiling broadly, he heads back to the rest of the crew and out the door.
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DalkonCledwin
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Veniarus finishes his drink and stands up heading to the door, meanwhile the great beast of an Eidolon notices this and excuses himself. He in turn follows his master to the door. The two of them exit the Inn and make their way down the streets towards the Market place in this town.
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Veniarus and Kalius return to the Inn about an hour after they had left it. Deciding that what he had to do would best be done in a private room, Veniarus hands Kalius 2 Gold Pieces, which Kalius takes to the Inn keeper and asks for a room for his master. Once that is taken care of the two of them retire to the private room, Kalius carrying the stuff they had bought at the market place.
In the room Veniarus closes and locks the door behind them, and takes out his a specially crafted needle. Moving to the center of the room and clearing aside anything that would disrupt what he had to do, Veniarus takes the needle and pierces the skin on his hand making a superficial wound that would bleed long and clear enough for what he had to do. With the blood he creates a specially crafted circle on the ground. He then says "Place the items in the center of the circle" which Kalius does without asking any questions as he knows what is about to happen. Once that is done, Veniarus begins chanting in an archaic form of Elven. Though his understanding of the Archaic form of Elven is incomplete he knows enough of it to be able to perform what little magic he is capable of. This particular incantation along with the circle he inscribed has the power to render objects inside the circle capable of traveling across planar boundries when Kalius returns to his home plane.
As the chanting picks up pace, the objects inside the circle and the circle itself begins to glow a bright crimson color. Then the circle rises up off the ground and imprints itself in bands on the objects inside of what used to be the circle. Veniarus finishes chanting and the light fades. The objects appear to all onlookers to have never changed shape or form. Even if they were scanned with a detect magic spell the magical energies in these objects are so minor that they would be virtually indistinguishable from the ambient energies of the world at large. This is basically a shift to allow a portion of the Eidolon's spirit to reside within the objects.
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Veniarus and Kalius return to the Inn about an hour after they had left it. Deciding that what he had to do would best be done in a private room, Veniarus hands Kalius 2 Gold Pieces, which Kalius takes to the Inn keeper and asks for a room for his master. Once that is taken care of the two of them retire to the private room, Kalius carrying the stuff they had bought at the market place.
In the room Veniarus closes and locks the door behind them, and takes out his a specially crafted needle. Moving to the center of the room and clearing aside anything that would disrupt what he had to do, Veniarus takes the needle and pierces the skin on his hand making a superficial wound that would bleed long and clear enough for what he had to do. With the blood he creates a specially crafted circle on the ground. He then says "Place the items in the center of the circle" which Kalius does without asking any questions as he knows what is about to happen. Once that is done, Veniarus begins chanting in an archaic form of Elven. Though his understanding of the Archaic form of Elven is incomplete he knows enough of it to be able to perform what little magic he is capable of. This particular incantation along with the circle he inscribed has the power to render objects inside the circle capable of traveling across planar boundries when Kalius returns to his home plane.
As the chanting picks up pace, the objects inside the circle and the circle itself begins to glow a bright crimson color. Then the circle rises up off the ground and imprints itself in bands on the objects inside of what used to be the circle. Veniarus finishes chanting and the light fades. The objects appear to all onlookers to have never changed shape or form. Even if they were scanned with a detect magic spell the magical energies in these objects are so minor that they would be virtually indistinguishable from the ambient energies of the world at large. This is basically a shift to allow a portion of the Eidolon's spirit to reside within the objects.
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DalkonCledwin
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Some time later after having spent some time resting and recovering what spells he had lost in managing to get to this place. Veniarus returns down to the main lobby of the Inn. He had sent Kalius back to the plane that is his home so that Kalius can rest and recuperate himself while Veniarus was recovering.
Once down in the common room, Veniarus tracks down one of the waitresses and asks for a drink. While she is doing that he finds himself a seat. Once he is by himself he pulls out his spell component pouch and takes out a small vial with a red liquid inside. Examining it he smiles to himself. This vial had been recently been refilled. The vial itself has a special anti-coagulation substance in it so as to prevent the blood from hardening. But this substance is also made in such a way as to prevent interference in the spell that it is designed for. Unfortunately the vial has to be refilled on occassion, and the vial itself is not nearly enough to perform some of the rituals that a summoner is required to perform to be capable of doing their job.
As the waitress moves towards him with his drink, Veniarus quickly stows the vial so as to not worry the poor girl. his hand still had a red spot where he had pierced it with the needle. But the wound had stopped bleeding long ago. The wound was such a superficial wound that it was barely noticeable.
With his drink in hand, Veniarus begins planning his next move. He wasn't quite sure what he was going to do. But something told him he would have to find some sort of job to get some money if he were going to survive in this city. This is unlike the wilderness where he was able to survive by sheer instinct and with the aid of his summon. Here he had to be more careful about how he went about surviving. Here he would need money, friends, and help if he is going to survive.
Once down in the common room, Veniarus tracks down one of the waitresses and asks for a drink. While she is doing that he finds himself a seat. Once he is by himself he pulls out his spell component pouch and takes out a small vial with a red liquid inside. Examining it he smiles to himself. This vial had been recently been refilled. The vial itself has a special anti-coagulation substance in it so as to prevent the blood from hardening. But this substance is also made in such a way as to prevent interference in the spell that it is designed for. Unfortunately the vial has to be refilled on occassion, and the vial itself is not nearly enough to perform some of the rituals that a summoner is required to perform to be capable of doing their job.
As the waitress moves towards him with his drink, Veniarus quickly stows the vial so as to not worry the poor girl. his hand still had a red spot where he had pierced it with the needle. But the wound had stopped bleeding long ago. The wound was such a superficial wound that it was barely noticeable.
With his drink in hand, Veniarus begins planning his next move. He wasn't quite sure what he was going to do. But something told him he would have to find some sort of job to get some money if he were going to survive in this city. This is unlike the wilderness where he was able to survive by sheer instinct and with the aid of his summon. Here he had to be more careful about how he went about surviving. Here he would need money, friends, and help if he is going to survive.
Saktouk Bekloric, Half-orc monk
A large half-orc enters the Dunn Wright. He wears little in the way of clothing: a small light vest and loose-fitting breaches in a burnt orange. Leather sandals. His head is shaved, and the exposed skin of his arms, head, and torso are all decorated with various tribal tattoos. What little clothing he wears is balanced by the multiple exotic weapons on him. Despite the varied armaments, he seems generally wide-eyed as he enters, and even slightly nervous as he speaks.
"Hello. Me name's Saktouk," he says to the room at large, apparently unsure to whom he should speak. "I heard tell a body c'n find honest work hereabouts?"
[sblock=Know: Geography 10]Though Saktouk's race is obvious, he speaks common with the accent of the dwarves of the Seithr Mountains[/sblock]
A large half-orc enters the Dunn Wright. He wears little in the way of clothing: a small light vest and loose-fitting breaches in a burnt orange. Leather sandals. His head is shaved, and the exposed skin of his arms, head, and torso are all decorated with various tribal tattoos. What little clothing he wears is balanced by the multiple exotic weapons on him. Despite the varied armaments, he seems generally wide-eyed as he enters, and even slightly nervous as he speaks.
"Hello. Me name's Saktouk," he says to the room at large, apparently unsure to whom he should speak. "I heard tell a body c'n find honest work hereabouts?"
[sblock=Know: Geography 10]Though Saktouk's race is obvious, he speaks common with the accent of the dwarves of the Seithr Mountains[/sblock]
DalkonCledwin
First Post
Veniarus looks up from his drink as the Half-Orc enters the room, somewhat surprised by the boisterousness of the Half-Orc, he smiles and says "Welcome, if you wish you can join me, at the moment there isn't much going on, but I am hopeful that soon something will present itself."
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