Clutches of Evil - IC: Chapter One

[Nonlethal Force]

Bahruul, Byntrou, Keryth:

"I'm inclined to march all the way back to the guard and demand they reclaim my property. I went through the humans' silly governance structure to report the theft. Questions of whether I crafted the bow might be reasonable, but the question of ownership?"

Destiny hears the honest pain in his voice, but guesses that he isn't familiar with city life and a goverened lifestyle. "Well, maybe it seems silly to you, but I've lived around humans all my life. If there is one thing that is true about humans, it is there need to establish their order, kingdoms, governance, and the like. Maybe going to the guard is precisely what you should do. You did report it, now let them deal with it. You would have the back-up plan of making a new bow in exchange if the guards should fail..."

Pwent:

Pwent manages to find the tavern and enter in. Once inside, he sees a very large muscular female half-orc bartender standing behind the bar. As she spies him, she immediately takes an interest and smiles. He enlarged lower incisor teeth can be clearly seen as she gives a toothy grin. Standing on the other side of the counter stands a 5-1/2 foot tall thin female elf. She is wearing tight pants and a loose-fitting barmaid's top that exposes her belly-button. She also looks over at Pwent as he enters. The bar is empty, but it is the middle of the afternoon. The bartender speaks, "Hey strong-man, surely you're not looking to get drunk this early. What else can we do you for?"

Gav:

As Gav meanders through the marketplace, he notices a particular merchant who has all of his daily earnings in a small box. The box is resting on a table under his tent, but the box is often left unmanned as the salesman helps patrons browse through his goods.

 

[magic_gathering2001]

Pwent looks around the tavern before replying, in his best "buisness voice,""I just came into town and I was wondering if you are hiring bouncers."

 

[unleashed]

Keryth, Male Drakontos Cleric

“You are right Byntrou, it is unlikely the guard will just march in and request the bow be returned, I personally am hoping Bahamut will guide me within reach of my own possessions at some point...hmm, if you’re going to find Gav I think I’ll wander the town for a little longer and meet you at the Rusty Anchor later, perhaps I can find a few things out from the religious organizations hereabouts regarding our thieves and I may even locate some work to suit my talents.” Keryth waits a few moments to see if anyone wishes to join him, before heading out and looking for followers of religions which may be friendly to his own.

OOC: Diplomacy +9 (for when it becomes relevant), Knowledge (religion) +8

 

[D20Dazza]

Bahruul Bous Barbarian

"I think I will join you Kerryth, it will give me some time to think, and you might need aid if you ask the wrong question" Bahruul rumbles "Are you sure you will not come Byntrou? Destiny?"

 

[jkason]

Byntrou

"I think I will join you Kerryth, it will give me some time to think, and you might need aid if you ask the wrong question" Bahruul rumbles "Are you sure you will not come Byntrou? Destiny?"

"I think I may understand gods even less than humans," Byntrou admits, though he turns quickly to Keryth to add, "I respect them and their power, of course. I absent myself due to that respect; I'd hate to make a mistep and offend those who don't deserve it. I'll see you both at the Rusty Anchor for our ... appointment."

Now he turns to Destiny. "You've had good insights thus far, little friend. What say we let your namesake decide, shall we? We'll head in the direction of Theropa's guard station. If we run across Gav before we arrive, I'll call it a sign we should act of our own accord. If we reach the guard first, I'll give the humans a chance to show me what their complicated governance can do."

 

[Nonlethal Force]

Byntrou, Bahruul, Keryth:

Destiny smiles and Byntrou's appreciation for her insight, especially knowing the stress he is under regarding the bow. "I think it best none of us go our own way too often, lest the theives who stole our stuff want more. I'll head with Byntrou while you two head for a temple. We'll meet you back in the Rusty Anchor for our appointment anyway, I imagine."

Byntrou:

As the two head back to Theropa, Destiny adds, "I suppose we should start with the guard we met earlier today. Don't know where we would find him, though. Alot fo time has gone past since then..."

Keryth, Bahruul:

Bahruul and Keryth can easily find the smaller temple to Heironeous in town. Although this temple is nothing compared to its counterpart in Theropa, it is easy to discern that the priests and clerics who work here have a deep religious respect for their god. The stone walls of the temple look like they could use some repair, but in spite of being old they are meticulously kept. The twelve foot oaken door show signs of obvious wear and a few scratches, but the carved out sign of Heironeous in the front door is well preserved.

The door swings open easily on well oiled hinges. Once inside, a young acolyte runs up, wearing a light gray acolyte robe. He has a belt tied around his waist. As he approaches he intentionally falls to his knees on the wooden floor and slides to a stop right before Bahruul and Keryth. He nods his head in a quick bow and then stands, saying, "Heironeous has blest us often. How may we demonstrate his might to you?"

Pwent:

The barkeeper suddenly looks a little disappointed. But she responds, "Well, if that's all strong-man, we can always use help. We pay by the night. But we have a strict rule about our bouncers - well, for anyone who works for this establishment. If you are getting paid, you are sober 100%. As soon as alcohol touches your lips, you forfeit your pay for the night. We'd love to have you either as a patron or a bouncer - but not both at the same time. Is that acceptable?"

 

[jkason]

Byntrou

Byntrou, Bahruul, Keryth:

Destiny smiles and Byntrou's appreciation for her insight, especially knowing the stress he is under regarding the bow. "I think it best none of us go our own way too often, lest the theives who stole our stuff want more. I'll head with Byntrou while you two head for a temple. We'll meet you back in the Rusty Anchor for our appointment anyway, I imagine."

Byntrou:

As the two head back to Theropa, Destiny adds, "I suppose we should start with the guard we met earlier today. Don't know where we would find him, though. Alot fo time has gone past since then..."

Byntrou pauses a moment, puzzling it over.

"Did you even happen to catch the guard's name? I think it never occured to me I might need it."

Byn waves a hand and starts walking back toward Theropa again. "Well, if the guard did his job, there should be a report at some centralized location, no? I don't know much about these sorts of things, but I seem to remember human governments were always keen on centralizing information and powers. My best guess would be to snag the first guard we see on heading back into town and ask him where a report of that kind would be kept."

 

[unleashed]

Keryth, Male Drakontos Cleric

“Greetings in the name of Bahamut, my good fellow, I am Keryth and this is Bahruul. Well I don’t believe we need a demonstration of Heironeous’ might, but I would like to ask a few questions about the thieves that have been robbing travellers as we ourselves have been robbed and inquire what type of work you might have for a fellow priest far from home.”

 

[Barak]

Gav walks up to the merchant's table, and examines the wares displayed for sell, jumping from one foot to trhe other. He waits and sees if there's a moment during which he could slip his hand in the box unobserved, and pull out some coins.


OOC
Spot +4
Sleight of hand +9

 

[magic_gathering2001]

Pwent, tossing the act, replies "Yeah not a drop yeve got yerselves a deal" then as an afterthought, " Oh yeah how much do I get paid"

Pwent looks around to see exactly which tavern he is working for