Dungeon Crawl Classics, Ch. 1: The Lost Vault of Tsathzar Rho

[Lord_Raven88]

A look of happy surprise springs to Dagg's face. "By my very word, that's exactly what Pebbles has been telling me lately. He thinks I've been overactive, I've just told him that nothing's changed, everything's the same. Then he says that it's not the same since I started drinking nearly a half-gallon of Barstuck's Brew every morning. It's expensive, yes, but I just can't seem to get myself to stop. Of course, I can never order the amount I want because they use such weird words for measurement... Oh well, no matter. Have you every tried it, my spittle spraying compatriot? It's quite good. Here, have a taste, it'll put some color back into your knuckles, there." At this Dagg pulls out a stoppered flask and offers it to Delghar.

That's it, I can't suffer this fool Half-Orc anymore

"Listen hear you fatherless* half brained half breed I've had enough of your....."

OOC:*In Dwarven society it's a deadly insult to call someone fatherless, as that equates to a Dwarf having no clan, heritage or history to call there own.

Delghar stopps midsentence with a distant look on his face That's it I've got to make 'The Giant Stumble' just like Dair suggested

Coughing to clear his throat, Delghar replaces his axe in it's sheath with hands that are once again steady. Stroking his long flowing beard with a thoughtful look Delghar address Dagg in his rough voice "Forgive my harsh words to you today laddie, if'n your still offering I'd be pleased to share a pint with a good soul like yourself"

Taking a swig of the firey stuff, Delghar grins widely in appreciation and gives Dair a wink, Delghar then leads Dagg away from the group to have a private conversation with Dagg

"Now in regards to finding a tracker, I've heard tell of a man who might be able to help us in this regard, His name was er.. John Tracker, and like yourself he is a man of the woods and a half-orc to boot, uh I mean that he is a half-orc, not that he likes to kick half-orcs."

Taking anothe swig of the drink Delghar belches appreciatively.

"Now this John Tracker is a differcult man to approach, as it's said that he'll only speak to those who have a proper respect of the natural order, and in particualr he has a preference to speak to those with the same heritage" seeing the look of confusion on Daggs face "That being half-orcs of course"

"Um since we be needing this mans trackitudation skills" Delghar can't help but grin at his own creativity "I be suggesting that since only you out of all of us have the proper respect for nature, as well as being a half-orc, should undertake this important mission on our behalf"

Delghar leans close to Dagg and puts his arm around his shoulders then speaks in a low voice "This is an important mission, but I can see that you're a trustworthy loyal sort so I know you can do this"

Delghar takes another swig of the drink

"Now apparently this John Tracker is a days walk from here in that direction" Delghar points in the direction of a large forest "It is also said that he knows of all who enters his woods, so he'll find you once you arrive, so it'd would be best for you to enter the woods and wait for John Tracker to come"

Delghar gives Dagg an appraising look to see what effects his words have had on the half-orc

"So I suggest you head off now, naturally we'll wait for you here until you come back with John Tracker, then we can all go Ogre hunting"

 

[Lazlow]

"Forgive my harsh words to you today laddie, if'n your still offering I'd be pleased to share a pint with a good soul like yourself"

...

Delghar gives Dagg an appraising look to see what effects his words have had on the half-orc

"So I suggest you head off now, naturally we'll wait for you here until you come back with John Tracker, then we can all go Ogre hunting"

Dagg's only reply is a vacant stare, eyes glazed and mouth agape. Momentarily he shakes his head abruptly, and his eyes focus once again on the Dwarf.

"I'm sorry, friend Dwarf, your talking was so very muchly that I simply couldn't follow it all. But we haven't the time for idle chit-chat! There's information to be enwrenched from these villagers! To the wrenching!" With a great cry, he heaves Pebbles up in the air and starts off in the direction of the nearest townsperson.

 

[Gray Shade]

Wiliby lets out a single, loud, "HA!"

 

[Lord_Raven88]

Dagg's only reply is a vacant stare, eyes glazed and mouth agape. Momentarily he shakes his head abruptly, and his eyes focus once again on the Dwarf.

"I'm sorry, friend Dwarf, your talking was so very muchly that I simply couldn't follow it all. But we haven't the time for idle chit-chat! There's information to be enwrenched from these villagers! To the wrenching!" With a great cry, he heaves Pebbles up in the air and starts off in the direction of the nearest townsperson.

Scowling at Dagg, Delghar drains the remainder of the flask before giving back.

"You go wrench some information from the villiages then, while I have a wee chat with the others"

Delghar then waits until Dagg is busy talking with the villiages

"Is it just me or do you others also feel that this dratted half-orc is too much of a liability on this quest, he cannae understand the simplest of things, I'm concerned that he's going to get us all into trouble, if he was asked to disarm someone, likely he'd take that to mean that he's got to remove their arms."

Delghar shakes his head in disgust then meets eye contact with everyone

"He's thicker than granite, and twice as ugly! I say we leave the fool behind, before he gets us all kilt"

 

[Gray Shade]

Wiliby lets out a single, loud, "HA!" but seeing that hasn't belayed Delghar's concerns, he adds, "Oh, come now, Dwarven ally. Dagg's a good creature and smarter than he seems. He just jabbers a bit when things get slow. We've all got our foibles, eh? I think we're all just a little stir crazy from the trip up here. Lack of ACTION seems to be our biggest problem right now. I think we can all agree on that! (hint, hint, Krago) I'm sure that once we get some leads and get rolling we'll all be more amiable."

 

[Lord_Raven88]

Wiliby lets out a single, loud, "HA!" but seeing that hasn't belayed Delghar's concerns, he adds, "Oh, come now, Dwarven ally. Dagg's a good creature and smarter than he seems. He just jabbers a bit when things get slow. We've all got our foibles, eh? I think we're all just a little stir crazy from the trip up here. Lack of ACTION seems to be our biggest problem right now. I think we can all agree on that! (hint, hint, Krago) I'm sure that once we get some leads and get rolling we'll all be more amiable."

"While I find his jabbering annoying in the extreme, that's not what I'm concerned about"

"His head has more rocks than brains, which makes him unreliable for instance"

Looks to Wilby

"Firstly if he was told to full the breach, he's liable to think we're talking about trousers and I shudder what he'd full them with."

Looks to Dair

"If he was told to guard our left flank, he'd probably put his head under someones left arm and endeavour to protect it"

Looks to Sharza

"And if he was told to duck, he'd most likely look around for dratted water fowl"

Delghar pauses a moment to regain his composure

"So even if he doesn't misunderstand something very basic, we're liable to have to explain everything we mean, as if talking to a 5 year old or restrict any order to less than 10 words so he dinnae lose track of the conversation."

Delghar looks at each member of the party in turn

"On a dangerous mission we just don't have the time for his thick headed foolishness, at best he's an annoyance at worst he's a liability to our survival, are you all really prepared to put your lives on the line, because you're afraid to hurt his feelings"

 

[UniversalMonster]

Sharza smiles her crooked smile at Lazlow, and Delghar but says nothing more.

She starts looking around for any signs of kobolds.

 

[Gray Shade]

Wiliby keeps smiling at Delghar and says, "I find the examples you use in your argument entertaining. However . . . I've met many from your race, and I respect them deeply. I know yours is a serious people with strong will and powerful arms and hearts, so don't take this as an insult to all your kind, but right now, a jabbering half-orc is showing more manners and class than you. Just calm down, finish your ale and as soon as a townsperson shows up with our proper lead, all will be well."

Wiliby will then proceed to actively wait. He will sip his drink and replace it as need be until someone pipes up with where this Ogre is to be found, or how much we will be rewarded, or where some kobolds are, or some other item of interest barges into the establishment.

 

[Lazlow]

Sharza smiles her crooked smile at Lazlow

OOC: I think you mean Dagg.

 

[Lord_Raven88]

Wiliby keeps smiling at Delghar and says, "I find the examples you use in your argument entertaining. However . . . I've met many from your race, and I respect them deeply. I know yours is a serious people with strong will and powerful arms and hearts, so don't take this as an insult to all your kind, but right now, a jabbering half-orc is showing more manners and class than you. Just calm down, finish your ale and as soon as a townsperson shows up with our proper lead, all will be well."

Wiliby will then proceed to actively wait. He will sip his drink and replace it as need be until someone pipes up with where this Ogre is to be found, or how much we will be rewarded, or where some kobolds are, or some other item of interest barges into the establishment.

Delghar scowls slightly at Wilby's words "Very well Elf you've had your say, if'n you consider someone who isn't afraid to speak there mind in an honest fashion as being rude, then I guess that same judgement should be applied to you and the words ya just spoken."

"I on the otherhand respect any man who speaks their mind honestly, anyway you've said your peace what about the rest of ya" Delghar turn to the rest of his companions.