City of Orussus, The Red Dragon Inn X

[Patlin]

(OOC: By RAW, unfortunately, it isn't. But I have the last call on the socks)

ooc: Highly debatable. Wrong thread for this, though, unless you have a character who wants to stand in front of the big Orc and try to convince him he cannot use all of his class abilities.

 

[Rystil Arden]

(OOC: It is clearly Medium for purposes of Barbarian abilities--that's a restriction )

 

[B4cchus]

"I've had the armor for some time, but the spikes are new. Hulgyr's set is a lot fancier than mine, though. Is that Mithral, Hulgyr?"

"I dunno what Zack called it but it's light and shiny! Zack wanted uhm. i think it was eigt thousand gold pieces but i am not sure anymore. You better ask Zack"

ooc: yep, it's mithral.
I'll post a new thread for depating the rules on mithral fullplate.

 

[Robichaud]

A thin, black-haired man dressed in leathers enters - and is visibly impressed by the large number of people present. Nevertheless, he walks up to the bar, and adresses the crowd. "Good afternoon, y'all! I'm called Jinx. A decent shot with a crossbow, if I do say so myself, and I know a few Sy-onic tricks to boot." He gives 'em a cheerful grin. "I've been told this place was the largest gathering of adventurin' folk in the known world, and I see I weren't told wrong."

 

[LogicsFate]

"I think it was eigt thousand gold pieces"

*Sputter* 8000?! AND it's not magical, what's Mithril?

"Good afternoon, y'all! I'm called Jinx.

Valan eyes the windows for a moment. Look at that, time flys when you having fun. G'afternoon Jynx. Valan says smiling

 

[Bison]

Droggle stumbles over from the bar to a side table, his eyes scanning over the other bar patrons as he takes a seat. He opens a small pocket set in his shirt and looks down at the few coins remaining, thinking he will have to find work soon.

The adventurers from his home town never told stories of their downtimes between their escapades, so he assumed their lives were nonstop excitement, but if he did not find something reputable to do soon he was in danger of becoming the town drunk.

 

[Dargon]

Lord Baldrian walks in through the door, wearing a brand new chainmail and a shield.
"Lord Baldrian, back from his now fruitful search of a decent armor"
Then he takes a seat in the inn.

 

[Lot]

Lokin watches the bar with interest, not aware that he is stalling the game on his turn. After a few moments, he turns back around.

"Oh, hey. Sorry about that," he says as he scoops up the dice. He rolls quickly with yet another one and six coming up. He frowns and tosses another coin in the pot.

"Oh, well. Easy come, easy go."

 

[jaker2003]

Jace runs his hands along his staff for a moment, admiring it. He finally puts the staff down, leanig on the table. Rifling through his pack, Jace pulls out a clear flask. He turns the flask in his hands and then places it on the table, staring at it. "What potential," he breathes.

 

[LogicsFate]

"What potential,"

Valan raises his eyebrow to the strange comment, but doesn't but in to the man's flask conversation.

Having never lost his smile, Valan gives his dice a quick roll. 3 Gold in pot. (3, 6)