Conquest of Bloodsworn Vale [IC]

[s@squ@tch]

ooc: do we know of his telepathic ability?

 

[Azgulor]

Besik looks at Percivilis with suspicion in his eyes, his brows a little furrowed. He shrugs his slight shoulders and looks askance, "I suppose I could drink, but definitely not dwarven swill." His gaze shifts toward Shandul, acknowledging him for the first time, "It wouldn't be too much to dream that this place has fine elven wine?"

[sblock=YeOlde]How do you want to handle Besik's ability to community telepathically?[/sblock]

Aldur's smile fades at Besik's words. "Dwarven swill? You're lucky I'm in a good mood, elf. I'll only make you eat those words if the brewer turns out to be kin."

 

[FreeXenon]

Aelish Karn (Human Male Herald) HP: 33

Aelish smiles to Shandul as they begin to walk and says to him "Fair enough, friend."

 

[ethandrew]

Besik holds out his opened palms, "No need to take offense, my dear Aldur. Different men have different palates."

 

[s@squ@tch]

Percivilis and Jerivan

Green = Jerivan
Yellow = Percivilis

"It is nice to have something to bicker about besides the hardness of the campsites," Percivilis says while listening to the exchange between the dwarf and elf,"For all that matters is that the drink will relieve just a tiny bit of the road weariness we all share."

The rag-tag group makes their way to the doors of the Boar's Bones Inn and enters inside.

"Well, will you look at that!" Percivilis exclaims when he spots the skeleton of the Dire Boar,"That is some fine craftsmanship there!"

He looks around,"Barkeep? We would like to partake in your spirits and draughts, if you please."

Moments later, Jerivan enters and walks over to the rest of the group,"Percivilis - the horses have been tended to, now, hopefully the barkeep will give me ample access to his kegs! What say we see how well our dwarven friend can hold his ale?"

Jerivan pats the dwarf on the back and lets out a laugh, and finds himself a stool at the bar, putting his helmet and shield on the floor against the bar.

"Well done, Jerivan! Glad you could join us for some brew." Percivilis says as he adjusts his scabbard, props his shield against his stool and seats himself at the bar and beckons the others to join them.

"The stable boy was glad to see us -- looks like he is bored due to the lack of traffic 'round these parts."

"Well, by Iomedae's will, we will change that for him, with our friends here."

OOC: Let me know how much for the horse boarding and prices for drinks

 

[YeOldeAlbatross]

OOC: Let me know how much for the horse boarding and prices for drinks

OOC: Honestly, I'm not interested in bookkeeping these kinds of minor expenses. At this level of play, that kind of expenditure has little practical effect on things, unless you buy in extravagance. Come to think of it, extravagance isn't really an option here at Fort Thorn, so it's a moot point anyway. If you feel that you must deduct coin for every small expense, assume standard PHB prices and knock yourself out.

 

[YeOldeAlbatross]

Upon entering The Boar's Bones, the party immediately notices the massive boar skeleton that dominates the center of the common room, a pouch hanging from one of its tusks. Clearly, this is source of the establishment's unusual name.

Once the initial surprise of the skeleton wears off, the party settles in and gets comfortable. The common room is clean and the smells of good food fill the air. Orrend, a spry older halfling comes from behind the counter and introduces himself to the newcomers (Shandul is already known to him), while his cousin Pily, a female halfling with a warm smile takes the group's drink orders. Sadly, the strong dwarven ales and fine wines fancied by Aldur and Besik, respectively, are not on the menu, but more standard beer and wine is plentiful. Also on the drink menu is something more unusual, rose petal ale.

Enjoying the hospitality of the halflings, the group is now free to discuss other matters.

(OOC: Boddynock, the history of the Boar's Bones is sblocked in the original post. Undoubtedly, Shandul has heard that story before, so it may be something he would relate to the other PCs. Just a little role-playing suggestion, if you want.)

 

[FreeXenon]

Aelish Karn (Human Male Herald) HP: 33

Aelish appears rather calm, but yet bears the air of a military man at work and has been just ordered to relax. He looks about to get a feel for the occupants and after everyone has ordered he will order the Rose Petal Ale. He hopes that the Rose Petal Ale will bear somewhat of Elven flavor about it since he has taken a fancy to some of the Elven fare in his years of dealing with them. He will sit with the group but away just a little bit so as not to jeopardize his map to spilled liquors and food.

Looking forward to meeting with Captain Tolgrith and finding out more about their troubles here, Aelish pulls out his map and starts to think about where raiders might post themselves to snatch off a work crew as the rest of the group talks.

 

[ethandrew]

Besik sits back from the remainder of their ragtag group after ordering tea, his hopes of placating his blossoming headache with the wonders of wine having been dashed. Now that he was finally here in the middle of the Vale it became apparent that this place hosted no hint of elven activity.

Initially that had been a large draw to his coming here, hoping that an untamed forested land would have some new village he could ingratiate himself and his talents with. But so far any elves who allowed a large wodden fort to be built in the middle of their land would be weak-willed and subservient, altogether not an unattractive place to resettle.

 

[s@squ@tch]

Percivilis and Jerivan

ooc: What time of day is it?

Percivilis hails the barkeep,"Good sir, what do you know of the surrounding Vale? Why is it that the good Captain desires the presence of a band of adventurers to reopen this trade route? Surely, this undertaking is more in the hands of the bookkeepers and trade marshalls of the respective empires, no?"

While Percivilis is talking with the barkeep, Jerivan is ordering another round for himself and the dwarf,"See if you can keep up."