Scott DeWar
Prof. Emeritus-Supernatural Events/Countermeasure
Vincenzo sits with an uncomprehending look.
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[LPF] Toad in the Hole
- Thread starter Systole
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DalkonCledwin
First Post
Fae'shiel has a self-satisfied look on her face when Vincenzo doesn't respond to her. She says "It means 'mind your own business,'" in the Common tongue
[sblock=Dwarven]"You may want to steer clear of that one. She's got teeth and she loves to bite."[/sblock]
Mortar looks at Fae'shiel then Vincenzo with a crooked smile.
"So it's a days ride to the site ya were attacked is it?" Mortar turns his attention now to the driver, Alvise.
Mortar looks at Fae'shiel then Vincenzo with a crooked smile.
"So it's a days ride to the site ya were attacked is it?" Mortar turns his attention now to the driver, Alvise.
DalkonCledwin
First Post
[sblock=OOC]Just for yucks...[/sblock]
Fae'shiel cocks an eyebrow when Mortar speaks in his native tongue trying to perceive what it was that he said.
Fae'shiel cocks an eyebrow when Mortar speaks in his native tongue trying to perceive what it was that he said.
Scott DeWar
Prof. Emeritus-Supernatural Events/Countermeasure
Vincenzo visibly blushes and responds with a single nod
Once more a single nod, this time to Mortar.
Systole
First Post
The next few hours pass with small talk, while the landscape changes from light forests, to farm, to low hills, to marshland, and finally back to light forest. As the sun moves toward the horizon, a small inn appears nestled in the trees. A handpainted sign near the road reads "Owl and Stag."
A middle-aged human woman is hanging laundry on a line between the main house and the stables. She nods to Alvise, and gives the rest of the crew a curious look, then shrugs to herself.
Alvise draws the wagon up, allowing the passengers to disembark. The innkeeper finishes hanging the laundry and tucks the empty basket under her arm. "Come inside, gentlemen and lady," she says. "I've ale, wine, fresh bread, and a pot of rabbit stew, and the beds have already been turned down for the evening. Alvise, should I assume this is on the company tab?"
The half-elf nods, and the innkeeper leads you indoors to a small but pleasant tavern, and upstairs to the guestrooms. The rooms are small, but quite clean and well-kept.
"Feel free to drop your gear, and dinner is ready to be served whenever you get hungry," she says with a smile.
..... Alvise Biaggio .....
A middle-aged human woman is hanging laundry on a line between the main house and the stables. She nods to Alvise, and gives the rest of the crew a curious look, then shrugs to herself.
Alvise draws the wagon up, allowing the passengers to disembark. The innkeeper finishes hanging the laundry and tucks the empty basket under her arm. "Come inside, gentlemen and lady," she says. "I've ale, wine, fresh bread, and a pot of rabbit stew, and the beds have already been turned down for the evening. Alvise, should I assume this is on the company tab?"
The half-elf nods, and the innkeeper leads you indoors to a small but pleasant tavern, and upstairs to the guestrooms. The rooms are small, but quite clean and well-kept.
"Feel free to drop your gear, and dinner is ready to be served whenever you get hungry," she says with a smile.
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..... Alvise Biaggio .....
Scott DeWar
Prof. Emeritus-Supernatural Events/Countermeasure
Vincenzo jumps down, grabs his pack and moves to the door. H stops at the door, removes his hat and gives a deep bow-rising with a pleasant and genuine smile.
"Thank you my lady." he is about to say more when he is distracted by the wonderful aroma of the stew. "I shall be back shortly." he says, the smile even larger.
He carefully places the pack on the turned down bed and swiftly returns to the common room.
"Thank you my lady." he is about to say more when he is distracted by the wonderful aroma of the stew. "I shall be back shortly." he says, the smile even larger.
He carefully places the pack on the turned down bed and swiftly returns to the common room.
Artur Hawkwing
First Post
Marcus rides along in silence after the conversation between Fae'shiel and the human. He is left in the torturous state of not having gotten answer to his question. He contents himself with watching the countryside pass until the wagon creaks to its stop at the inn. He hops from the wagon, offering hand and/or arm, if needed to Fae'shiel. He smiles at the mention of food.
Yes, stew does sound quite good. Thank you.
He finds his assigned sleeping location and deposits his gear there. He happily takes advantage of the pitcher and bowl provided of nice, clean water to wash his hands, neck and face, using the supplied towel to dry. Then, he walks down, rubbing his flesh where the cestus usually covers, only the dagger at his side in a plain brown sheath as a weapon on his person. Upon his arrival, he looks for any of the others and, spotting Vincenzo, he walks over, giving an agreeable greeting.
I do hope you at least saved a little bread for me.
He settles into a seat at the table prepared for them and looks side long at his companion.
I just had a thought. If we are able to find the lost wagon, and it is in good condition, how do we get it back here? We've no horses with us, and from what I gathered, the place where it all happened is just a few hours walk from here.
Yes, stew does sound quite good. Thank you.
He finds his assigned sleeping location and deposits his gear there. He happily takes advantage of the pitcher and bowl provided of nice, clean water to wash his hands, neck and face, using the supplied towel to dry. Then, he walks down, rubbing his flesh where the cestus usually covers, only the dagger at his side in a plain brown sheath as a weapon on his person. Upon his arrival, he looks for any of the others and, spotting Vincenzo, he walks over, giving an agreeable greeting.
I do hope you at least saved a little bread for me.
He settles into a seat at the table prepared for them and looks side long at his companion.
I just had a thought. If we are able to find the lost wagon, and it is in good condition, how do we get it back here? We've no horses with us, and from what I gathered, the place where it all happened is just a few hours walk from here.
jbear
First Post
Maui jumps down from the cart next to Alvise, Taniwha by his side.
"Are you trying to ignore me? I don't want to steal your hunting spot Frog Hunter. I want to find a place for te Poison Toad. So if there is one close by, speak up."
The toad, as if it had heard its name, begins to stir in Maui's pocket. He puts a hand inside gently and whispers a prayer with hopes to calm the tiny creature's fears.
[sblock=Wild Empathy] Wild Empathy to calm Toad; using Guidance [/sblock]
"Are you trying to ignore me? I don't want to steal your hunting spot Frog Hunter. I want to find a place for te Poison Toad. So if there is one close by, speak up."
The toad, as if it had heard its name, begins to stir in Maui's pocket. He puts a hand inside gently and whispers a prayer with hopes to calm the tiny creature's fears.
[sblock=Wild Empathy] Wild Empathy to calm Toad; using Guidance [/sblock]
DalkonCledwin
First Post
Fae'shiel graciously accepts Marcus' offer of assistance for getting out of the cart. Once out she says "Yes, a warm stew sounds wonderful at this time of the day." She grabs her gear and then heads into the Inn following Marcus to the upper levels, though she grabs a room separate from all the young men so that she can have some privacy. She then returns to the common room after having deposited her gear in her room. Once there she settles in to have some of the stew and bread.
[sblock=Mini Stats] Fae'shiel Aeros (DalkonCledwin)
Initiative: +9
Armor Class: 17 (14 Flat-footed, 13 Touch)
Hit Points: 18 // Current: 18
BAB: +1 CMB: +3 CMD: 16
Fort: +4 Ref: +3 Will: +3
Current Weapon: M.W. Longsword +4 (+2 w/ S.C.), 1d8+2, CRIT: 19-20/x2
Spells Per Day: Can memorize 4 Cantrips each day, but cast them any number of times per day.
3/3 First Level Spells Remaining
Cantrips Memorized (DC 13) : Dancing Lights, Detect Magic, Acid Splash, Disrupt Undead
First Level Spells (DC 14) : Color Spray, Grease, Burning Hands
Arcane Pool: 4/4[/sblock]
[sblock=Mini Stats] Fae'shiel Aeros (DalkonCledwin)
Initiative: +9
Armor Class: 17 (14 Flat-footed, 13 Touch)
Hit Points: 18 // Current: 18
BAB: +1 CMB: +3 CMD: 16
Fort: +4 Ref: +3 Will: +3
Current Weapon: M.W. Longsword +4 (+2 w/ S.C.), 1d8+2, CRIT: 19-20/x2
Spells Per Day: Can memorize 4 Cantrips each day, but cast them any number of times per day.
3/3 First Level Spells Remaining
Cantrips Memorized (DC 13) : Dancing Lights, Detect Magic, Acid Splash, Disrupt Undead
First Level Spells (DC 14) : Color Spray, Grease, Burning Hands
Arcane Pool: 4/4[/sblock]
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