Leif's Homebrew 4E D&D Game, nee 'Leif's Keep on the Shadowfell' [IC #1] [FULL]

[Lou]

Ellrosse

"Well, are we going to approach or just stand here?"

 

[renau1g]

Khellek looks at Aimhirghin, "So, what if we go and talk to them, see what's what?" he suggests, as there doesn't seem to be anything wrong here.

 

[Walking Dad]

Tarrk

"Yes, but we should approach as if we want to fight. The wizard behind the fighters... and leave me room to charge. If it's only talk... good. If I have to gore someone... better!"

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Tarrk Bloodhoove
Perception: 19 Insight: 12 Normal Vision
AC 15 Fortitude 16 Reflex 12 Will 12
Hit Points: 36/36 Bloodied: 18
Temporary Hit Points: 0
Action Points: 1 Second Wind: 1
Healing Surge: 9 Surges per day: 11/11
At-Will Powers: Howl of Fury, Passing Strike
Encounter Powers: War Cry, Goring Charge, Shout of Terror
Daily Powers: Thunder Hoove's Rage
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[Maidhc O Casain]

"Tarrk, it's OK to be ready to fight but let's try not to look like we're ready. We don't want to scare them into a heart attack if they're friendly!

With these words, Aimhirghin gestures to the others and begins walking down the slope. He carries his bow in one hand with an arrow loosely on the string, but holds the bow down at his side.

 

[renau1g]

Khellek walks next to his ally, hand close to his sword, but not on it. "Hail friends! What seems to bring you out here to the dig site? Are you just as curious as us?" the shifter asks jovially.

 

[Leif]

The Halfling standing above the hole laughs uproariously at Khellek's words. The dirty, greasy-looking Gnome gives you a disgusted look, spits violently, and says, "We're digging! What's it look like? And we're doing just fine, thanks, so you lot can just go ahead and clear on out of here right now!"

The two drakes look at all of you hungrily and snarl. The human laborers give you dirty looks as well. One of them makes a rude gesture, as if he's mimicking masturbation.

 

[Maidhc O Casain]

"Well, don't let us disturb you! By all means, continue . . . we're just here to take a look around, not step on any toes."

The bard tries to put a little charm into his words, but unfortunately he slips on a loose stone as he's speaking and his resulting distress causes him to bluster a little.

OOC: Apply Words of Friendship to a Diplomacy check, but still only managed a 13 (d20 roll 3).

 

[Lou]

Elerosse

"We are here at the request of Lord Paidrig of Winterhaven."

OOC: No, we're not itching for another fight, are we?

 

[Walking Dad]

Tarrk

...The human laborers give you dirty looks as well. One of them makes a rude gesture, as if he's mimicking masturbation.

"What are you doing there? Showing the first thing I should hack with my axe?" Tarrk growls

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Intimidate (1d20-1=12)

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Tarrk Bloodhoove
Perception: 19 Insight: 12 Normal Vision
AC 15 Fortitude 16 Reflex 12 Will 12
Hit Points: 36/36 Bloodied: 18
Temporary Hit Points: 0
Action Points: 1 Second Wind: 1
Healing Surge: 9 Surges per day: 11/11
At-Will Powers: Howl of Fury, Passing Strike
Encounter Powers: War Cry, Goring Charge, Shout of Terror
Daily Powers: Thunder Hoove's Rage
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[Maidhc O Casain]

[sblock=OOC]Maybe Tarrk should be the diplomat, and Aimhirghan the Roughneck- couldn't be much worse than this way! [/sblock]