*He pauses in his light run at the end of the docks as the large bugbear draws his blade.* Uhh...actually that is a very good question. I could be either or really. *He smirks under his masked helm, as another large bellow of cigar smoke streams out and about himself.* You guys wouldn`t happen to be the group that Captain....err....umm...damnit...forgot already...*He pauses a moment to think.* Hmm...you know that old guy...on the boat. Yeah. He sent me to aid some group of people. That wouldn`t happen to be the lot of you now would it?
Adventure: Redblade's Riches!! (Ozymandias79 judging!)
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Quagmire, a tall hobgoblin with a sailor's characteristic swagger, snorts with amusement. "Captain Dammit-I-Forgot-Already, the old man in the boat. That be soundin' about right. I'm thinkin' we'll get on fine.
So what are a fine bunch o' upstandin' lads like ourselves doin' in a predicament like this, ye might be askin'? Well, Captain Dammit-I-Forgot had some trouble over a card game with one o' Bacarte's high rollers, name o' Duncan Redblade. Lost his ship, his cargo, damn near his britches. But he's got a plan, he does. He figures if he can borrow his boat back and make some quick cash, he can buy back his cargo and still deliver it on time. Only, his boat's guarded, and the errands he's got in mind are too dangerous fer his fragile hide. That's where we came in, these lads here an' a few others. Captain Busted Flush hires us with his last few coppers, and in a moment o' desperate poor judgement, we took the job.
"Well, we did it. Cracked enough heads t'get the ship back an' the cargo money. Only it turns out Redblade wasn't interested in sellin' the cargo back to Azrael. Can't think why not. Redblade hired his own crew an' sent 'em off with the cargo. We chased them down too, cracked some more heads an' got the cargo back, and took it on to its destination. All set, right?. Not so fast! Old Captain Leads-From-The-Rear there neglected to be informin' us that his customer was a dragon, name 'o Kartharath, an' she wasn't happy with the way he treated her cargo. She sent some soldiers after us, an' when that didn't work, she came herself. Lucky fer us she's just a little 'un, not full grown yet. Still, it was a close thing. Too close. But in the end, it was she that flew away, and we that walked out with her hoard.
Ye'd think that'd be the end of it. But the captain gets it into his head that Redblade's done him wrong, owes him something. Which, t'be fair, is true. Redblade admitted he'd cheated in the card game. So Azrael rounds us up again, and here we are. Redblade's hideout. Gettin' some back fer what's been done. We've just taken care of the second round o' welcomin' parties and were catchin' our breath. One o' our mates, Alex, musta taken a blow to the head in the last dust-up, an' he's not quite right yet, so we're glad t'see you."
So what are a fine bunch o' upstandin' lads like ourselves doin' in a predicament like this, ye might be askin'? Well, Captain Dammit-I-Forgot had some trouble over a card game with one o' Bacarte's high rollers, name o' Duncan Redblade. Lost his ship, his cargo, damn near his britches. But he's got a plan, he does. He figures if he can borrow his boat back and make some quick cash, he can buy back his cargo and still deliver it on time. Only, his boat's guarded, and the errands he's got in mind are too dangerous fer his fragile hide. That's where we came in, these lads here an' a few others. Captain Busted Flush hires us with his last few coppers, and in a moment o' desperate poor judgement, we took the job.
"Well, we did it. Cracked enough heads t'get the ship back an' the cargo money. Only it turns out Redblade wasn't interested in sellin' the cargo back to Azrael. Can't think why not. Redblade hired his own crew an' sent 'em off with the cargo. We chased them down too, cracked some more heads an' got the cargo back, and took it on to its destination. All set, right?. Not so fast! Old Captain Leads-From-The-Rear there neglected to be informin' us that his customer was a dragon, name 'o Kartharath, an' she wasn't happy with the way he treated her cargo. She sent some soldiers after us, an' when that didn't work, she came herself. Lucky fer us she's just a little 'un, not full grown yet. Still, it was a close thing. Too close. But in the end, it was she that flew away, and we that walked out with her hoard.
Ye'd think that'd be the end of it. But the captain gets it into his head that Redblade's done him wrong, owes him something. Which, t'be fair, is true. Redblade admitted he'd cheated in the card game. So Azrael rounds us up again, and here we are. Redblade's hideout. Gettin' some back fer what's been done. We've just taken care of the second round o' welcomin' parties and were catchin' our breath. One o' our mates, Alex, musta taken a blow to the head in the last dust-up, an' he's not quite right yet, so we're glad t'see you."
The Digger
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The half elf suddenly seems to notice the new arrival and quickly looks up at the sky. "Oopssorrymeladybutwe'vegotanewbie Whatdoyouthink?"
His rapid fire speech was obviously designed to get information as quickly as possible.
"Verywellmelady I'lltellhim"
He spun round and tapped the goblin on the top of his plate-armoured head. "My name is Girth Snowbird and my Lady says welcome...whoever you are."
[sblock=question]Before I try levelling can you remind me what the new rules are about Implement expertise? Can we take it or do we get it free at some point?
His rapid fire speech was obviously designed to get information as quickly as possible.
"Verywellmelady I'lltellhim"
He spun round and tapped the goblin on the top of his plate-armoured head. "My name is Girth Snowbird and my Lady says welcome...whoever you are."
[sblock=question]Before I try levelling can you remind me what the new rules are about Implement expertise? Can we take it or do we get it free at some point?
stonegod
Spawn of Khyber/LEB Judge
Another goblin, this one in sailors gear and looking a bit disheveled, smiles at the new comer gob. He waves, in so doing causing a small bits of spark to form around his hand, though not intentionally. Hello, new guy! Dang't says hi! Cap't must like you to send you with us. How'd you get here all quick like? You not crew. Dang't know all crew.
*He looks between the five of them. Thinking and blinking silently to himself as more puffs of smoke bellow out around himself. Finally he sighs.* I swear, I always get stuck with the odd ones. *Chuckling lightly to himself under his helm and shaking his head. He moves right up to Dang`t next. His vibrant violet eyes looking over the other pint-sized goblin. Extending an index finger of his gauntletted hand, he pokes the goblin. His hand hot to the touch as he does so. Suddenly he retracts his hand as he`s zipped.* Yow! That`s smarts. *He chuckles, shaking his hand.* My boy. Dang`t was it? Seems you need to eat a bit more or hit the weights me boy. Your all scrawny like, and what`s with the sickly green coloration? You ill? *He honestly seems concerned as if something was odd about a green goblin.*
*Looking up to the others beside his other small comrade.* Hmm...alright. Thanks for the recap. I do hope the lot of you are getting paid well for this mess. Though none the less, seems a higher power has brought me to you all. So, please do not let me keep you from your business at hand. I shall do my best to protect the lot of you all. *He nods and unslings a heavy ornately designed shield from his back, then unholsters a short sword as well. Rotating it in his hand a few times as if to stretch out a bit.* Where to lads?
*Looking up to the others beside his other small comrade.* Hmm...alright. Thanks for the recap. I do hope the lot of you are getting paid well for this mess. Though none the less, seems a higher power has brought me to you all. So, please do not let me keep you from your business at hand. I shall do my best to protect the lot of you all. *He nods and unslings a heavy ornately designed shield from his back, then unholsters a short sword as well. Rotating it in his hand a few times as if to stretch out a bit.* Where to lads?
*Kauldron pauses for the moment and inspects the Half-Elf more closely. Narrowing his eyes under his helm.*...Hmmm? *He taps the tip of his short sword against his armored chin.* You look awfully familiar to me, lad. *He tilts his head slightly to one side.* Kind of like that old elf ghost geezer, that happened to teleport me on through them there glyphs upon the other old mans boat. Hmmm....*He shakes his head and shrugs.* Naw, must be imagining thing. *Taking another puf of his cigar and letting a stream of smoke bellow out.*
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