DT's Old School Campaign- (Chapter 4: The Guild and The Girl)

[Queenie]

Lola giggled at Edvan's fast acting intoxication and his silly words. It felt like a weight had been lifted off of all their shoulders and they would all enjoy this night while they could.

She poured another fine beverage for Rovan and drank hers quickly down again.

"Alright then. Tonight we are playing cards and dice and getting drunk and...," she glanced sideways at Rovan, "Other things... and tomorrow we shop. And more shopping. And buy a place for us to live. And I will snoop around a little to see if these fellows will be an issue but I tend to agree with Rovan, it's doubtful they will come after us again after our last encounter!"

She was also starting to feel just a little lightheaded and she pulled Rovan to his feet. "Come and dance with me lover, certainly you know how and can teach me a dance or two." She looked over Rovan's shoulder at her companions left at the table, "And surely you two will dance with me too before this night is through!"

 

[GlassEye]

Edvan watches Lola and Rovan move out and start dancing. He motions to the bartender. "Gimme another." He turns to Hilmdyn with a glum expression on his face. "Hill, Hill, Hill! I can'ts dance... not with Lola!" He stares at the mess that is the remains of their meal and drinks. Edvan looks up and his face brightens. "Maybe I can sneaks out when yer dancin' with her." He downs half his drink and motions to the bartender again. "Somethin' stronger this time."

 

[Deuce Traveler]

A few days later, the four were doing the same thing they were up to before... drinking and dancing...

Lola and Rovan were interrupted mid-dance by a familiar trio of rough dock workers. It was Ben Sills once more, and Hilmdyn and Edvan had told their companions about his two companions, 'Scar' Briggs and Craig Hastings. Those two ruffians trailed Ben but seemed a bit hesitant. Still, they loyally followed their leader as he sneered in malice towards Rovan.

Magloc saw the intent in Ben's eyes and shouted out, instantly taking the side of his newly free-spending customers, "Now, now Ben. We don't need any trouble in here! Why don't you go and sober up some..."

"Shut up and go back to cleaning ye mugs, Magloc. This is between me boys and the magic man over there! So magic man, ye pulled some fancy trick on me the other night. Took somes asking around to see what ye've been up to. I'm hearings that me former friends have come across some gold recently. Somes of that should have been mine, I rightly thinks. I also thinks that ye can't pull that same little trick twice. Comes now, magic man. Why don't ye give it a try?" Ben reached out between Lola and Rovan, then grabbed the magic-user with both hands by the lapels of his shirt, lifting him slightly. His horribly alcoholic breath choked Rovan for a moment, but the magic-user recovered and pondered his next act.

Scar and Craig kept a close eye on Hilmdyn and Edvan, although they seemed afraid of Rovan despite his predicament. Lola noticed she was somewhat ignored...

 

[garyh]

"Sorcerers," Hilmdyn gravely intones, "are topped only by women when it comes to those not to cross. If she want to dance with me, by Mhal, she bloody well will."

Looking at the additonal beverages being brought to Edvan, Hilmdyn adds, "Keep it up, and you won't be able to read the pips on the dice as I win your money."

After a moment, the barbarian calls out to the barkeep, "Another for my friend here!"

 

[GlassEye]

"Yer no help at all, Hill, though I 'preciate the drink." Edvan grins and gulps down the whiskey. He wipes his mouth, looks up, and curses. "By god's balls, we got trouble." He nudges Hilmdyn and points towards the confrontation with Sills and Rovan. He pushes back his bench to stand up a little unsteadily.

 

[Queenie]

Lola was peeved her dancing was being interrupted, after all they had barely started their spin around the dance floor. She was also quite upset that for the second time this day these buffoons were under estimating her. She took a few steps back so she wasn't in Ben's view.

While she wasn't being watched she carefully retrieved her dagger. Then in two quick fluid steps she came up behind Ben who was now holding Rovan up by the collar. She stuck the dagger hard into his ribs, not enough to actually injure him but enough to know exactly where the point was.

"You need to put him down... NOW." She pushed the dagger a little deeper for emphasis. "DO it or trust me, you'll regret it."

 

[Deuce Traveler]

Hilmdyn
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Scar is making a move towards Lola. He appears to be palming a shiv.
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[garyh]

Suddenly, Hilmdyn stands up, grabs the heaviest mug sitting in front of Edvan, and hurls it with all his might at Scar, shouting "Lola! Watch out!" He then grabs his hammer from his belt, ready for the inevitable fight.

 

[Fenris]

Rovan stared at Sills, dead in the eye.

"You're as stupid as you are ugly Ben Sills. You dare to cross a sorcerer? You are a fool." Rovan brandishes his stick in Sills face. "You know what I can do to you with this magical wand? I can turn your face in a mess of boils, your tongue into a toad or turn your tiny little manhood into a tadpole!" says Rovan waving the stick before Sills worried face. Suddenly Rovan shove the stick as far up Sills nose as it will go while kicking him in his tadpole sized privates.

 

[Deuce Traveler]

The trio moved a bit quicker, with throwing his head backwards, cracking it against Lola's forehead and stunning her (-1 hp to Lola). Ben slipped out of her arms, but dropped Rovan in the process.

Scar attacked Lola, but despite her being dazed she twisted out of his reach. Craig picked up a stool and tossed it at Edvan, but the fighter easily deflected it away.

Edvan tried to retaliate but had trouble taking his sword out because of his drunken state. Hilmdyn connected with his mug, dealing Scar a glancing blow across his brow that caused the man to howl.

Rovan's plucked Ben in the nose with his stick, but Ben pulled out of the way of both that and a kick to the groin. "That's dirty fighting, boyo," Ben said with a smirk that turned into a yell as Lola dug a dagger into his shoulder, gaining the unwanted attention of the now enraged drunk.