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GREYHAWK, THE GOLDEN ERA CY963: CHAPTER THREE
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<blockquote data-quote="Sylvar B." data-source="post: 7035625" data-attributes="member: 6855195"><p>Sylvar is getting bored, what started out as a grand adventure to take on a Drow Queen, some undead and a talking Spider has turned into something entirely too formal. He heads to the town square to sharpen his Barding skills, entertain some townsfolk possibly make some coin in the process. He announces his plans to the group. <span style="color: #0000CD">Surely there is a place in town where a Bard can twist a tale, play a tune and make a little coin. I think i'll head to the town square. You may join me if you wish, otherwise I will return, and join Respen at Laramon's.</span></p><p></p><p>Sylvar leaves the Inn and heads toward the town square. He finds some boxes to stand on and begins to weave his tale. </p><p><span style="color: #0000CD"> GATHER AROUND!!! TIS I GRECIOUS VON KIRK, WEAVER OF TALES AND TROUBADOR OF KINGS, LISTEN AS I WEAVE A TALE OF POWER, DISCORD and JUSTICE. </span> </p><p>Sylvar retrieves his lute and plays a series of minor chords. He peers into the eyes of those gathered with a menacing stare. He begins to play the Low E string on his lute in a pattern reminiscent of a galloping horse. <span style="color: #0000CD"> Didean the Druid crashes through the underbrush of a dense forest riding Glutino his might one horned bull. His spear held over his arm, his quarry darting left and right. An evil forest nymph, bent on the destruction of farms and saintly farmers. He bears down on his foe, the tip of his spear tickling its neck. Glutino’s hot on its back. Suddenly Didean is knocked from his saddle, he lies on the forest floor for a moment, his wind knocked from his lungs. He sees nothing but stars. The spear barely out of reach and the forest nymph laughing in a tree as Glutino attempts to push the tree over. </span> Sylvar strums some minor chords, as he spins on his heels. When he turns back to face the audience, his face has changed expression. <span style="color: #0000CD"> “Well hello Didean, I see you’ve been chasing one of my minions. I don’t appreciate that sort of behavior” </span> Sylvars facial expression changes again. This time his voice sounds heroic, his expression un concerned and defiant. <span style="color: #0000CD"> “Didean has recovered his breath, he stands with spear at the ready. He speaks at the wind, at invisible figure addressing him.” “Show yourself forest demon, your days of terrorizing the local folk are over, what is your name?? You hide like a coward!! </span> Sylvar’s voice changes back and forth according to the individual speaking. <span style="color: #0000CD"> The forest demon laughs, a low and dark show of mirth. </span> Sylvar shimmies a hard bristled brush on the strings of his lute. Creating a dischord of sounds, high and low pitches. The demon laughing <span style="color: #0000CD"> You dare challenge me Didean?? I will crush you like the bug you are, my minions will feast on your corpse, you skull will adorn my halls” Didean is struck by an invisible force, his left arm dangles useless at his side. His shoulder removed from its socket. Didean hears a rustle of the wind, branches stir behind him. He is struck again this time its is right leg, his knee buckles beneath him. Didean stands up and leans against his spear. He yells at the demon defiantly. “You strike at me from shadows!! Face me demon!!” Once again he hears rustling. This time he lashes out with his spear, a strong strike that causes him to fall on his injured leg. As he strikes he hears a hiss, and his spear returns with purple blood on it. “ So demon!! You are not immune to injury!! Didean laughs maniacally, the laugh of a man who knows his death is near. The Demon growls in anger, and lashes out at Didean, still invisible. As this happens a strange glow envelopes Didean, the demons claws strike nothing but air. The invisible demon freezes, his minion ceases its laughter, Glutino turns and stares at Didean. <span style="color: #0000CD"> Didean rises into the air, his shoulder and knee miraculously heal. The forest Demon appears before him, frozen in fear with a bloody gash nearly spilling his guts on the forest floor. As the glow surrounding Didean subsides, and he falls slowly to the forest floor, unconscious, a brown haired woman appears from behind a tree. The demon lashes out at the woman, his attack interrupted by thorned vines. The vines bind the demon, thorns cutting into his flesh. The brown haired woman stares at the demon with an eternal hatred. Fear is evident on the demons face, “wh wh who are you?” asks the demon. “I AM EHLONNA!!, GODESS AND PROTECTOR OF THIS FOREST, AND YOUR DAYS OF TERRORIZING MY GREEN HEAVEN ARE THROUGH.” The demon begins to protest, but he is stopped by an intense pain. </span></span><span style="color: #0000CD"> <span style="color: #0000CD"><span style="color: #0000CD">Sylvar produces cloth resembling a branch, it appears to be sprouting from his chest </span></span> <span style="color: #0000CD">The<span style="color: #0000CD"> Demons chest explodes as a tree branch rises out of it.</span></span></span> <span style="color: #0000CD"><span style="color: #0000CD"> Roots grow from his feet, his eyes turn to apples. The demon’s minion tries to get away but he is trampled by Glutino, gaining an approving nod from Ehlonna. </span> When Didean awakes he is nestled in the roots of an apple tree, its branches heavy with fruit. Glutino is standing nearby, contently eating the delicious red produce. Didean stands, halfway remembering a woman rescuing him, and the demon disappearing. He climbs on Glutinos back and rides off, valiantly searching for other threats to the forest realm. </span></p><p>The crowd mesmerized by the story takes a moment to react. Sylvar walks among the crowd, bowing with his hat out, taking whatever coin the crowd willingly offers. After weaving his tale Sylvar returns to the Inn to search for Respen. If he doens't find him there he will move on the Laramon's to see what he can learn.</p><p></p><p>[gm]</p><p><strong>Performance Roll = <span style="color: #0000ff">32</span> [<span style="color: #ff0000">Legendary Performance</span>]</strong>; this result would net you 3d6 gp. for a day's worth of performances at a venue, such as a tavern. Given that there are usually 2 "after-lunch" shows and 2 "after-dinner" shows at such venues, I am rolling 3d6, and then dividing the result by 4. HOWEVER, I am also awarding you story xp., for practicing your profession as an entertainer. The crowd loves you! You also get several roses, and 3 ladies' favors. One guy even buys you a mug of ale! <strong>Story xp =<span style="color: #0000ff"> 500 xp. pts.</span></strong></p><p></p><p><strong>3d6 roll: </strong>(+2 to each die, since you sang so well): so, <strong>3d6+6 = 18.</strong> Divided by 4 = <strong>You earned <span style="color: #0000ff">4 gp</span>., and <span style="color: #0000ff">5 sp</span>. for that performance!</strong></p><p>[/gm]</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Sylvar B., post: 7035625, member: 6855195"] Sylvar is getting bored, what started out as a grand adventure to take on a Drow Queen, some undead and a talking Spider has turned into something entirely too formal. He heads to the town square to sharpen his Barding skills, entertain some townsfolk possibly make some coin in the process. He announces his plans to the group. [COLOR=#0000CD]Surely there is a place in town where a Bard can twist a tale, play a tune and make a little coin. I think i'll head to the town square. You may join me if you wish, otherwise I will return, and join Respen at Laramon's.[/COLOR] Sylvar leaves the Inn and heads toward the town square. He finds some boxes to stand on and begins to weave his tale. [COLOR=#0000CD] GATHER AROUND!!! TIS I GRECIOUS VON KIRK, WEAVER OF TALES AND TROUBADOR OF KINGS, LISTEN AS I WEAVE A TALE OF POWER, DISCORD and JUSTICE. [/COLOR] Sylvar retrieves his lute and plays a series of minor chords. He peers into the eyes of those gathered with a menacing stare. He begins to play the Low E string on his lute in a pattern reminiscent of a galloping horse. [COLOR=#0000CD] Didean the Druid crashes through the underbrush of a dense forest riding Glutino his might one horned bull. His spear held over his arm, his quarry darting left and right. An evil forest nymph, bent on the destruction of farms and saintly farmers. He bears down on his foe, the tip of his spear tickling its neck. Glutino’s hot on its back. Suddenly Didean is knocked from his saddle, he lies on the forest floor for a moment, his wind knocked from his lungs. He sees nothing but stars. The spear barely out of reach and the forest nymph laughing in a tree as Glutino attempts to push the tree over. [/COLOR] Sylvar strums some minor chords, as he spins on his heels. When he turns back to face the audience, his face has changed expression. [COLOR=#0000CD] “Well hello Didean, I see you’ve been chasing one of my minions. I don’t appreciate that sort of behavior” [/COLOR] Sylvars facial expression changes again. This time his voice sounds heroic, his expression un concerned and defiant. [COLOR=#0000CD] “Didean has recovered his breath, he stands with spear at the ready. He speaks at the wind, at invisible figure addressing him.” “Show yourself forest demon, your days of terrorizing the local folk are over, what is your name?? You hide like a coward!! [/COLOR] Sylvar’s voice changes back and forth according to the individual speaking. [COLOR=#0000CD] The forest demon laughs, a low and dark show of mirth. [/COLOR] Sylvar shimmies a hard bristled brush on the strings of his lute. Creating a dischord of sounds, high and low pitches. The demon laughing [COLOR=#0000CD] You dare challenge me Didean?? I will crush you like the bug you are, my minions will feast on your corpse, you skull will adorn my halls” Didean is struck by an invisible force, his left arm dangles useless at his side. His shoulder removed from its socket. Didean hears a rustle of the wind, branches stir behind him. He is struck again this time its is right leg, his knee buckles beneath him. Didean stands up and leans against his spear. He yells at the demon defiantly. “You strike at me from shadows!! Face me demon!!” Once again he hears rustling. This time he lashes out with his spear, a strong strike that causes him to fall on his injured leg. As he strikes he hears a hiss, and his spear returns with purple blood on it. “ So demon!! You are not immune to injury!! Didean laughs maniacally, the laugh of a man who knows his death is near. The Demon growls in anger, and lashes out at Didean, still invisible. As this happens a strange glow envelopes Didean, the demons claws strike nothing but air. The invisible demon freezes, his minion ceases its laughter, Glutino turns and stares at Didean. [COLOR=#0000CD] Didean rises into the air, his shoulder and knee miraculously heal. The forest Demon appears before him, frozen in fear with a bloody gash nearly spilling his guts on the forest floor. As the glow surrounding Didean subsides, and he falls slowly to the forest floor, unconscious, a brown haired woman appears from behind a tree. The demon lashes out at the woman, his attack interrupted by thorned vines. The vines bind the demon, thorns cutting into his flesh. The brown haired woman stares at the demon with an eternal hatred. Fear is evident on the demons face, “wh wh who are you?” asks the demon. “I AM EHLONNA!!, GODESS AND PROTECTOR OF THIS FOREST, AND YOUR DAYS OF TERRORIZING MY GREEN HEAVEN ARE THROUGH.” The demon begins to protest, but he is stopped by an intense pain. [/COLOR][/COLOR][COLOR=#0000CD] [COLOR=#0000CD][COLOR=#0000CD]Sylvar produces cloth resembling a branch, it appears to be sprouting from his chest [/COLOR][/COLOR] [COLOR=#0000CD]The[COLOR=#0000CD] Demons chest explodes as a tree branch rises out of it.[/COLOR][/COLOR][/COLOR] [COLOR=#0000CD][COLOR=#0000CD] Roots grow from his feet, his eyes turn to apples. The demon’s minion tries to get away but he is trampled by Glutino, gaining an approving nod from Ehlonna. [/COLOR] When Didean awakes he is nestled in the roots of an apple tree, its branches heavy with fruit. Glutino is standing nearby, contently eating the delicious red produce. Didean stands, halfway remembering a woman rescuing him, and the demon disappearing. He climbs on Glutinos back and rides off, valiantly searching for other threats to the forest realm. [/COLOR] The crowd mesmerized by the story takes a moment to react. Sylvar walks among the crowd, bowing with his hat out, taking whatever coin the crowd willingly offers. After weaving his tale Sylvar returns to the Inn to search for Respen. If he doens't find him there he will move on the Laramon's to see what he can learn. [gm] [B]Performance Roll = [COLOR=#0000ff]32[/COLOR] [[COLOR=#ff0000]Legendary Performance[/COLOR]][/B]; this result would net you 3d6 gp. for a day's worth of performances at a venue, such as a tavern. Given that there are usually 2 "after-lunch" shows and 2 "after-dinner" shows at such venues, I am rolling 3d6, and then dividing the result by 4. HOWEVER, I am also awarding you story xp., for practicing your profession as an entertainer. The crowd loves you! You also get several roses, and 3 ladies' favors. One guy even buys you a mug of ale! [B]Story xp =[COLOR=#0000ff] 500 xp. pts.[/COLOR][/B] [B]3d6 roll: [/B](+2 to each die, since you sang so well): so, [B]3d6+6 = 18.[/B] Divided by 4 = [B]You earned [COLOR=#0000ff]4 gp[/COLOR]., and [COLOR=#0000ff]5 sp[/COLOR]. for that performance![/B] [/gm] [/QUOTE]
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