A Warlock Alone, Island Empire solo game

[J. Alexander]

1d20+7, 1d20+3-> ([17, 7], [9, 3])

Michael 24 spot, Grond 12

 

[Scotley]

Michael catches a glimpse of a young man in a hooded cloak, quite inappropriate to the weather.

 

[J. Alexander]

Shopping

Michael will relay the information to Nicholas "See if you can follow him back to his lair and discern who is it talking to...so we can pay them a visit a little later on..Grond and I shall proceed like nothing is out of the ordinary"

Grond and Michael will then continue to walk to the ship, stopping at a few carts/stalls along the way but buying very little. Arriving at the ship he will adress on of the seamen "Captain Storm requests permission to come aboard to meet with the Captain"

 

[Scotley]

It soon becomes clear that the fellow is getting closer, moving faster. He has some sort of bag under his cloak. He means to approach, trying, but not quite sucessful in being stealthy.

 

[J. Alexander]

Shopping

"I think he is trying to force our hand Grond...why dont we just ask him what he is doing" Michaelwill quickly inform Guiessippi and Nicholas what has happened then he will touch Grond lightly and dimension door from where they are at to just behind the figure. Michael and Grond will both reach out towards him attempting to grab his arms from behind. "Can we assist you with something?" Michael asks

1d20+5, 1d20+10-> ([3, 5], [10, 10])

Michael Grappel =8
Grond Grappel = 20

 

[Scotley]

The young man gives a cry of alarm dropping his bag as he is seized. Scissors, pins, chalk, tape measures, needles and an assortment of spools of thread tumble out along with a book of patterns. "I wanted to talk with you Captain." The young man looks vaguely familar. He stops stuggling upon hearing your voice then says, "Hey, how'd you get behind me?" He looks ahead to the spot where he last saw you an instant before and seems suitably impressed.

 

[J. Alexander]

Shopping

"What is it you wish with me....are you perhaps the tailor we have contracted for?"

 

[Scotley]

Getting a better look at the lad, you see a familial resemblance to the tailor you visited earlier. The boy is perhaps 17 at the oldest. "Well, my name is Ernest Rhodes. I'm a tailor." He looks down for a moment then responds further, "I know my Grandfather told you he couldn't spare anyone for your commission, but I'd really like to sail with you. I can make your uniforms and well, I'd really like to get off Tregere and see the world. I like being a tailor fine, but this island is just so dull. I have my things with me and can be ready to sail whenever you like."

 

[J. Alexander]

Shopping

Smiling softly to himeslf Michael will reply "I can respect that and if you are of legal age then you may sign aboard when we return as a member of the crew. A man must do what he feels he is called to do. I would recommend though that you do tell your parents of your wish..it is only proper that they know your whereabouts"

 

[Scotley]

"I'll be 17 next month sir. More than old enough to be on my own. I'd planned to leave my parents a letter when I go. They would try to stop me, to protect me from the dangers of the world, but I'm ready to leave the nursery and be my own man."