[Adventure] The Second Day of Mourning (Judge: renau1g)

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[sblock=dimsdale perception check] You do not notice anyone coming from any other directions, thought it's kind of hard to spot anything when you are staring into the fire... [/sblock]
 

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Though Gurdan does not know why Alexia has drawn her sword, the fact that one of his fellows is on high alert is enough for him.

"Best do what she says," Gurdan says, thumping his warhammer threateningly against his shield.

Before Gurdan can act, and after the 'forged goes for the bait and goes down in a blaze of failure, Gurdan let's out a great belly laugh. "Oh, oh, that was good!" he says, wiping tears of mirth from his eyes. "Quick! Get a new decoy, and let's see how many other Warforged want to sell us 'cleaning supplies'." More laughter. "Ah, ah." Gurdan grabs his belly in pain from all the laughing.

"Someone might want to check out the body, if we can get to it," Gurdan says.
 



Alexia walks over and closes and locks the door.

"Huh. That was unexpected. It also brings up a flaw with this teleport trap. If the real gem had been there, then we would have lost it. We should tell Gurdis about that, when she comes home."

She heads into the kitchen for an onion or something else that could make a serviceable decoy (ooc: Passive perception of 19 if required). If she finds anything, she places it on the pedestal and drapes another piece of cloth over it. She then returns to her chair, adjusts in to account for any change in the sun's position in the sky, and continues playing her lute.

ooc: Did the warforged clean up the dirt before he "escaped"?
 

After things settle down a bit with the warfordged situation, and
Lo-Kag stops staring at the fire, he turns to talk to the others. "I've connected the dots a about our host and her potent syrup. What value it has with our current situation, I don't know, but here it is...." Lo-Kag pauses and the takes a breath,

"I remember hearing about a minor noble named Gurkhim d'Kundarak who operated out of the Mror Holds. This noble became a merchant and was known for traveling throughout Khorvaire selling and trading his wares. His biggest seller? A potent syrup that the dwarves used for cooking. Most of his customers used it as a "sleeping aid"... on others. Unfortunately for Gurkhim, House Kundarak found out that Gurkhim was actually taking the syrup from the house's own supplies and was making personal profit off of these sales. House Kundarak stripped Gurkhim of his status and he became an outcast. Years later, Gurkhim found himself a wife and they had a daughter. I believe it is the daughter's house that we now stay and that our host is the daughter."

Lo-Kag thinks some more and then states: "Hmmmm, I wonder if she has anymore of that stuff left of what she put in the pancakes. Maybe we can somehow think of a way use some of it on our future foes. Any suggestions?"
 


Grryth slept through the morning breakfeast without stirring.
Grryth slept soundly through his companions banter and conversation.
Grryth slept like a baby while there was a knock on the door.
Grryth even slept through the whole DMDB3K sales pitch.

It was the simple, unmistakable sound, of a sword being drawn that resulted in Grryth bursting into motion. Instinctively rolling one full turn to the side and comming up with his feet under him, Grryth stood there with axe in hand, looking around quickly identifiying the threat.

As the warforged rushed over towards the pedestal Grryth drew his second axe and a grin crept onto his face. The grin a rabbit might see a wolf give it right before meal time.

Knowing that his plan worked and the theif went for the bait, Grryth was in no hurry to take down the now cornered foe. It was only when the warforged attempted to activate his magical device that Grryth thought otherwise.

Grryth dove to take down the "vacuum salesamn" just as his teleportation device kicked in and Grryths arms wrapped around nothing but air. As he turned his dive into a roll he came up standing to look out the window and listen to the screams of the warforged plumetting to the cogs.

"Hmm, hope he likes his grapefruit." Grryth jokingly commented. This would be the first sign any of his new comrades would have seen to indicate that perhaps Grryth may have a sense of humor.

As Alexia rushes to get another decoy Grryth looks at the pedestal and then over to the fireplace.

"Gettin antoher decoy is all n good, but I doubt that he'll be falling fer that twice. I'm guessin that ifen he had himself a teleportin device, he'd most likely use it again before he hit bottom. By now he's ta where he was tryin ta get to, and now he knows that Gurdis has gottin herself a bunch of houseguests. Garrick ya mentioned that ya gots one of them magical holding bags. Do ya think that it could hide the gem from all magical sorts of detection? Might be an option we need ta look into ta keepin that safe. That is what she be payin us fer."
 
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"I remember hearing about a minor noble named Gurkhim d'Kundarak who operated out of the Mror Holds. This noble became a merchant and was known for traveling throughout Khorvaire selling and trading his wares. His biggest seller? A potent syrup that the dwarves used for cooking. Most of his customers used it as a "sleeping aid"... on others. Unfortunately for Gurkhim, House Kundarak found out that Gurkhim was actually taking the syrup from the house's own supplies and was making personal profit off of these sales. House Kundarak stripped Gurkhim of his status and he became an outcast. Years later, Gurkhim found himself a wife and they had a daughter. I believe it is the daughter's house that we now stay and that our host is the daughter."

Lo-Kag thinks some more and then states: "Hmmmm, I wonder if she has anymore of that stuff left of what she put in the pancakes. Maybe we can somehow think of a way use some of it on our future foes. Any suggestions?"

"I would suggest that it is very rude to spill others secrets as if they were yours to give," responds lord Jarot, "especially when they may be noblity."
 

Grryth listens to Lo-kag's theory and gives a slight shrug.

"I'm not really carrin who she is or who she isn't. She is payin me fer protection and that's what I'll pervide fer her."

Grryth walks back over to his bedroll and prepares to return to sleep, but before he lays down looks back over to Lo-kag and the others.

"Now if ya can dig up some infermation on who might be wantin to steal her stuff, well that would be good ta know"

And with that Grryth returns to sleep and within moments you can tell he is sound asleep once more.
 

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