[Adventure] Dirty Money: (The Final Encounter; Rohna, Tondrek up)[Judge: THB]
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renau1g
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"Very well, you show us the entrance, but know that if you try and double cross us, my lizard will eat your heart. I do so look forward to meeting with you after though" Tamarand replies coyly, gesturing for her to take the lead.
ryryguy
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Roswyn hangs back as her companions seek entrance to the Kobold, watching. Let's see what they can do...
Just as Shava has gotten the doorman to open up the front door, she overhears Tamarand's conversation with the changeling. "Good job, Tamarand!" she whispers to the drow. "I'll pass the word on to Shava to play it cool..."
She gestures and her mouth moves; no sound emerges. But Shava hears her voice as if Roswyn were speaking directly into her ear. "Shava, dear, it looks like we've found a way in through a back door... how about you two go in quietly for now, and we'll meet you inside? Scratch your head if you agree."
Just as Shava has gotten the doorman to open up the front door, she overhears Tamarand's conversation with the changeling. "Good job, Tamarand!" she whispers to the drow. "I'll pass the word on to Shava to play it cool..."
She gestures and her mouth moves; no sound emerges. But Shava hears her voice as if Roswyn were speaking directly into her ear. "Shava, dear, it looks like we've found a way in through a back door... how about you two go in quietly for now, and we'll meet you inside? Scratch your head if you agree."
ScorpiusRisk
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Shava resists the urge to sigh as Roswyn's words fly through her head. This is what happens when there's no proper command structure. People get idea's suddenly midplan, and act like its just fine to just do what you think is best.
She turned to Brenron slightly, keeping her excited smile, lifted her hand up away from her dagger, and scratched her head, before clasping them firmly in front of her.
I hope the dwarf gets the idea. I guess it's back to playing the roll of daddy's excited little girl. By the hells. . . why did I choose the part of daddy's excited little girl. I seriously need to consider seeing a psion about these things.
[sblock=ooc/actions]Hurray for cantrips! I didn't even think of that.
There's something horrible fun about going through with a plan that you know is probably not the wisest option!
Bluff (1d20+6=24)
Bluff check, just in case you want one for concealing my intentions slash hiding the signal I just gave to Brenron.[/sblock]
[sblock=Quick Stats]
Shava Devla d'Lyrandar
Female Half-Elf Sorcerer 4
Initiative +5; Senses Passive Insight 19, Passive Perception 12
HP 39/39, Bloodied 19, Surge Value 9, Surges 7/7
AC 16; Fortitude 14, Reflex 16, Will 19
Speed 6
Skills Arcana +7, Athletics +12, Diplomacy +13, Insight +9
Feats Mark of Storm, Sorcerous Blade Channeling, Sure Climber
Equipment Challenge-Seeking Dagger +2, Sylvan Cloth Armor (Basic Clothing) +1, Safewing Amulet +1, Identification Papers, with Portrait, Waterskin, Sunrod (2), Rope, hempen (50 ft.), Pouch, Belt (empty), Rations, Trail (10), Grappling Hook, Flint and Steel, Everburning Torch, Backpack (empty), Arcane Signet Ring, Ritual Book
Rituals Summon Winds
Powers
Lightning Strike, Storm Walk
Guiding Strike, Thunder Slam, Thundering Gust, Sorcerous Sirocco, Second Wind
Howling Tempest
Full Sheet[/sblock]
Mal Malenkirk
First Post
Brenron is quite happy with the results and impressed by Shava's gumption. In moments there would be head bashing and looting. Yay!
EvolutionKB
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[sblock=ooc]Unless Vertexx disagrees, I assume she'll go with the other group around back afterbeing turned away.[/sblock]
"Your "lizard?" Is that what you call it?" The shapeshifter taps the drow lightly on the cheek with her fingertips. She laughs, mockingly or in good humor, it's hard to tell. Her shape flows and changes becoming scaled. Ruddy brown and green scales envelop her arms and a reptilian face with yellowed eyes greets you. A moment later, the previous garb that was worn changes to dirty brown robes.
[sblock=Nature 15]You recognize the form of a lizardfolk. Common in Q'barra.[/sblock]
The changeling gestures for the group to follow. It takes a short bridge to an adjoining tower. Going up several flights of stairs tucked back into an alley, they come to a stop at a platform, with a another stairway leading down. With the changeling in full lizard guise leading the way, she continues down the stairs. Standing in full view, blocking a door is a lizardfolk of enormous proportions. Blackscaled and holding a club the size of the Tamarand's waist it steps to the side of the door as the changeling approaches.
When it sees the remainder of the group, it hisses and tenses. The changeling speaks in response.
[sblock=Draconic]Stand aside! They have seen there can be more profit doing things our way.[/sblock]
The words have some effect in swaying the mind of the creature and it steps aside, letting the adventurers and the changling inside. Once out of sight of the guard, the changling hisses to Tamarand. "This is as far as I go. You are own your own now. Just remember our deal."
[sblock=Brenron and Shava]
As soon as the doors swing open, the sound of a steady bass beat greets them. The sound is rythymic and loud, hard enough to stifle most conversation inside.
[sblock=Music]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nPR6AntOJ2k[/sblock]
Upon entering, many tables are placed about the large room. A three pronged stage takes up most of the center of the room. At the end of each prong is a second smaller stage. A metal pole rises from each and attaches to the ceiling. At the back of the main stage a room is concealed by a heavy purple curtain. Also at the back of the building to either side of the stage are a pair of closed doors.
At the moment about 20 or so kobolds sit at various tables around the club. A few others of other races, an orc, a shifter, a couple dirty humans sit alone. Several kobolds, wearing none of the breeches that their kind normally wears walk amongst the patrons at tables, pausing once in a while to offer their services. Most of the attention in the room is on a kobold on the main stage, weaving rythmically to the music, much like how a cobra dancing to music.
Upon your arrival, a few look up and put hands on concealed weapons. They visibly relax when you don't attack and don't appear to be The Watch.
A kobold behind the bar sits polishing mugs in the corner to your right. Another kobold sits at some strange device in which the music emanates atop a small platform to your left.[/sblock]
renau1g said:
"Your "lizard?" Is that what you call it?" The shapeshifter taps the drow lightly on the cheek with her fingertips. She laughs, mockingly or in good humor, it's hard to tell. Her shape flows and changes becoming scaled. Ruddy brown and green scales envelop her arms and a reptilian face with yellowed eyes greets you. A moment later, the previous garb that was worn changes to dirty brown robes.
[sblock=Nature 15]You recognize the form of a lizardfolk. Common in Q'barra.[/sblock]
The changeling gestures for the group to follow. It takes a short bridge to an adjoining tower. Going up several flights of stairs tucked back into an alley, they come to a stop at a platform, with a another stairway leading down. With the changeling in full lizard guise leading the way, she continues down the stairs. Standing in full view, blocking a door is a lizardfolk of enormous proportions. Blackscaled and holding a club the size of the Tamarand's waist it steps to the side of the door as the changeling approaches.
When it sees the remainder of the group, it hisses and tenses. The changeling speaks in response.
[sblock=Draconic]Stand aside! They have seen there can be more profit doing things our way.[/sblock]
The words have some effect in swaying the mind of the creature and it steps aside, letting the adventurers and the changling inside. Once out of sight of the guard, the changling hisses to Tamarand. "This is as far as I go. You are own your own now. Just remember our deal."
[sblock=Brenron and Shava]
As soon as the doors swing open, the sound of a steady bass beat greets them. The sound is rythymic and loud, hard enough to stifle most conversation inside.
[sblock=Music]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nPR6AntOJ2k[/sblock]
Upon entering, many tables are placed about the large room. A three pronged stage takes up most of the center of the room. At the end of each prong is a second smaller stage. A metal pole rises from each and attaches to the ceiling. At the back of the main stage a room is concealed by a heavy purple curtain. Also at the back of the building to either side of the stage are a pair of closed doors.
At the moment about 20 or so kobolds sit at various tables around the club. A few others of other races, an orc, a shifter, a couple dirty humans sit alone. Several kobolds, wearing none of the breeches that their kind normally wears walk amongst the patrons at tables, pausing once in a while to offer their services. Most of the attention in the room is on a kobold on the main stage, weaving rythmically to the music, much like how a cobra dancing to music.
Upon your arrival, a few look up and put hands on concealed weapons. They visibly relax when you don't attack and don't appear to be The Watch.
A kobold behind the bar sits polishing mugs in the corner to your right. Another kobold sits at some strange device in which the music emanates atop a small platform to your left.[/sblock]
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ScorpiusRisk
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[sblock=In Da Club]Shava puts one hand on the dwarf's shoulder before moving forward, and into the club, taking the lead. Alright, here goes nothing. Stupid little rich kid. . . just until the rest of the party gets here. . . which better be soon. . .
Shava raised her hands above head and moved her body and what she would have liked to be rhythmically to the beat. I'm sure there is a culture somewhere in Eberron that considers it dancing.
"Now this is what I call music!" She squeals with false glee. She attempts to scan the room, to get a better idea of the whos and whats, but her hair gets loose continuously flows before her eyes.
[sblock=ooc/actions]
I knew there was something odd about 50 Cent. Never would I have guessed he was a kobold.
Bluff roll for acting like Spolied Rich Kid.
Charisma Roll for Dancing. . . Natural 1
Diplomacy Roll for befriending the kobolds
Perception Roll to Notice features of the room and Patrons
Bluff (1d20+6=22)
Charisma Check (1d20+6=7)
Diplomacy (1d20+13=18)
Perception (1d20+2=5)
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[sblock=Quick Stats]
Shava Devla d'Lyrandar
Female Half-Elf Sorcerer 4
Initiative +5; Senses Passive Insight 19, Passive Perception 12
HP 39/39, Bloodied 19, Surge Value 9, Surges 7/7
AC 16; Fortitude 14, Reflex 16, Will 19
Speed 6
Skills Arcana +7, Athletics +12, Diplomacy +13, Insight +9
Feats Mark of Storm, Sorcerous Blade Channeling, Sure Climber
Equipment Challenge-Seeking Dagger +2, Sylvan Cloth Armor (Basic Clothing) +1, Safewing Amulet +1, Identification Papers, with Portrait, Waterskin, Sunrod (2), Rope, hempen (50 ft.), Pouch, Belt (empty), Rations, Trail (10), Grappling Hook, Flint and Steel, Everburning Torch, Backpack (empty), Arcane Signet Ring, Ritual Book
Rituals Summon Winds
Powers
Lightning Strike, Storm Walk
Guiding Strike, Thunder Slam, Thundering Gust, Sorcerous Sirocco, Second Wind
Howling Tempest
Full Sheet[/sblock]
Shava raised her hands above head and moved her body and what she would have liked to be rhythmically to the beat. I'm sure there is a culture somewhere in Eberron that considers it dancing.
"Now this is what I call music!" She squeals with false glee. She attempts to scan the room, to get a better idea of the whos and whats, but her hair gets loose continuously flows before her eyes.
[sblock=ooc/actions]
I knew there was something odd about 50 Cent. Never would I have guessed he was a kobold.
Bluff roll for acting like Spolied Rich Kid.
Charisma Roll for Dancing. . . Natural 1
Diplomacy Roll for befriending the kobolds
Perception Roll to Notice features of the room and Patrons
Bluff (1d20+6=22)
Charisma Check (1d20+6=7)
Diplomacy (1d20+13=18)
Perception (1d20+2=5)
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[/sblock]
[sblock=Quick Stats]
Shava Devla d'Lyrandar
Female Half-Elf Sorcerer 4
Initiative +5; Senses Passive Insight 19, Passive Perception 12
HP 39/39, Bloodied 19, Surge Value 9, Surges 7/7
AC 16; Fortitude 14, Reflex 16, Will 19
Speed 6
Skills Arcana +7, Athletics +12, Diplomacy +13, Insight +9
Feats Mark of Storm, Sorcerous Blade Channeling, Sure Climber
Equipment Challenge-Seeking Dagger +2, Sylvan Cloth Armor (Basic Clothing) +1, Safewing Amulet +1, Identification Papers, with Portrait, Waterskin, Sunrod (2), Rope, hempen (50 ft.), Pouch, Belt (empty), Rations, Trail (10), Grappling Hook, Flint and Steel, Everburning Torch, Backpack (empty), Arcane Signet Ring, Ritual Book
Rituals Summon Winds
Powers
Lightning Strike, Storm Walk
Guiding Strike, Thunder Slam, Thundering Gust, Sorcerous Sirocco, Second Wind
Howling Tempest
Full Sheet[/sblock]
renau1g
First Post
"I won't forget" he replies, then turns to the others, "Follow me" as he leads the way, knowing that he will be needed in case they run into any resistance.
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nautre (1d20 1=19)
So, we heading towards the front?
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