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Marked by Destiny, Marked by Tragedy (Erekose13 Judging)
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stonegod
Spawn of Khyber/LEB Judge
[sblock=DM]Things were moving rapidly now for Weapon. He was more of a plodding thinker than quick on his feet intelligence-wise; but the troops were set. He would have to follow the battle plan.
"Yes, Captain Sebastian, sir. However, the collapse of the building has mostly likely disturbed its layout beyond any immediate recognition. I will assist."[/sblock]
"Yes, Captain Sebastian, sir. However, the collapse of the building has mostly likely disturbed its layout beyond any immediate recognition. I will assist."[/sblock]
Wik
First Post
Brelach saunters into the Randy Bugbear, the whole time fussing about the tear in his jacket. He heads straight towards the bartender (Flynn?) and fakes his best smile.
"Flynn, how long has it been!? The place looks awful, as always" he guffaws. "But still charming. You still have that thick Red Stout on tap? I can't seem to find it anywhere else."
When it gets time, Brelach leans in "Listen. We have some people we need to interview. And we need a room... maybe your storage room? We can come in from the back, to keep your patrons from getting suspicious. And, of course" he starts digging in his pocket for coins. "we'd pay for the room."
"Flynn, how long has it been!? The place looks awful, as always" he guffaws. "But still charming. You still have that thick Red Stout on tap? I can't seem to find it anywhere else."
When it gets time, Brelach leans in "Listen. We have some people we need to interview. And we need a room... maybe your storage room? We can come in from the back, to keep your patrons from getting suspicious. And, of course" he starts digging in his pocket for coins. "we'd pay for the room."
Paranoia833
First Post
[sblock=Alysina] Robillan seems genuinely surprised by Alysina’s remark “Every dragonmarked individual? Really? For how far? I mean it’s not all that surprising that it would resonate with other dragonmarks, though the effect must have been even greater on the aberrants’ side, but I never expected something on that scale… I do hope the energy was merely channelled through my dragonmark as some sort of sympathetic effect rather than a shockwave over the entire city otherwise we’re all in very deep… but you’re not marked and you don’t seem to be going insane yet, so I suppose that’s not a danger. Did the other dragonmarked hear the voice as well? Or see anything strange?” Robillan continues babbling, bombarding Alys with question after question relating to the visions the dragonmarked have been having. [/sblock]
[sblock=Weapon]
Grunting with what might be approval, the Marshal presses his hand to Weapon’s armour and, for an instant, the warforged feels a rush of arcane energy coursing through him.
“There, my dragonmark should be enough to keep the flames from killing you. At least for a few minutes anyway. Now let’s begin: Recount the attack as you experienced it, from the beginning. Be as detailed as you can, but hurry. The enchantment wont last more than a few minutes.”
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Sure enough, the bugbear is doing a roaring trade. Mostly it’s hobgoblins, bugbears and the occasional orc, but you also spot a small number of Sahuagin currently negotiating with an eclectic group of warriors who have the look of adventurers about them, presumably headed to Xen’Drik.
The bartender Flynn, the only human other than Brelach in the bar, greets you with a wide grin.
“Brelach you old dog! Finally decided to take me up on that offer eh? Good timing too, we just got a special batch in from Darguun, from some crazy Dhakaani the boss met during the war. Here, take a seat, I’ll run you a pint of the best damn beer you ever-” Flynn stops, as Brelach explains exactly what it is he’s looking for.
“Ah… you don’t just want a free night’s room and board do you?” He sighs. “Look, the Bugbear may not be the friendliest place in the world but I run a clean shop. This place is too public to do anything but.” He leans over to Brelach’s ear, his voice now a whisper. “But a debt’s a debt. Look I’ll let you in round the back and then I’ll see what’s what. If I can’t get you a room the cellars’ll be out of the way enough for whatever you need. Just try not to get us all killed.”
[sblock=Weapon]
Grunting with what might be approval, the Marshal presses his hand to Weapon’s armour and, for an instant, the warforged feels a rush of arcane energy coursing through him.
“There, my dragonmark should be enough to keep the flames from killing you. At least for a few minutes anyway. Now let’s begin: Recount the attack as you experienced it, from the beginning. Be as detailed as you can, but hurry. The enchantment wont last more than a few minutes.”
[/sblock]
Sure enough, the bugbear is doing a roaring trade. Mostly it’s hobgoblins, bugbears and the occasional orc, but you also spot a small number of Sahuagin currently negotiating with an eclectic group of warriors who have the look of adventurers about them, presumably headed to Xen’Drik.
The bartender Flynn, the only human other than Brelach in the bar, greets you with a wide grin.
“Brelach you old dog! Finally decided to take me up on that offer eh? Good timing too, we just got a special batch in from Darguun, from some crazy Dhakaani the boss met during the war. Here, take a seat, I’ll run you a pint of the best damn beer you ever-” Flynn stops, as Brelach explains exactly what it is he’s looking for.
“Ah… you don’t just want a free night’s room and board do you?” He sighs. “Look, the Bugbear may not be the friendliest place in the world but I run a clean shop. This place is too public to do anything but.” He leans over to Brelach’s ear, his voice now a whisper. “But a debt’s a debt. Look I’ll let you in round the back and then I’ll see what’s what. If I can’t get you a room the cellars’ll be out of the way enough for whatever you need. Just try not to get us all killed.”
Rystil Arden
First Post
[SBLOCK=Robillan]"Yes, I do believe they did. And a vision of the flames of your workshop as well."
"Is there a mystery here to solve? Why would the aberrants feel it more--is that why the aberrant-marked halfling was after you?"[/SBLOCK]
"Is there a mystery here to solve? Why would the aberrants feel it more--is that why the aberrant-marked halfling was after you?"[/SBLOCK]
stonegod
Spawn of Khyber/LEB Judge
[sblock=DM]Weapon stiffed a sigh. His relationship with the truth was rapidly turning sour. But, he was a clever warforged, and all he had to do was state the facts... at least as he knew them. "I was not with Master Robillan when the attack came. Apparently he was entertaining the halfling guest when things went poorly. There was an explosion upstairs"---Weapon indicates the region of the building he saw the fighting occur previously. "There was a disagreement between the halfling, her kobold acquaintances, and the Master. The Master was defended as best as possible, but the kobolds separated him from upstairs. I dealt with the kobold; I am unsure exactly were the Master and the halfling are now."
Weapon watched carefully at the man's reaction and what he looked for. The story was as accurate as Weapon knew, again with some creative fact editing. But no lies. Yet.[/sblock]
Weapon watched carefully at the man's reaction and what he looked for. The story was as accurate as Weapon knew, again with some creative fact editing. But no lies. Yet.[/sblock]
Wik
First Post
Brelach flashes another fake grin. "Flynn, when I have ever gotten anyone killed? And don't even try to mention that little operation in the Eldeen Reaches - no one technically DIED. You're just a worrier, is all."
He drops two golden coins on the table before saying quietly "Trust me, things are going to be fine. If trouble starts, we'll get our butts on the street and take the trouble with us. I don't want to burn your place of business down. Again."
After that, Brelach quickly slips outside and helps sneaking the prisoners back into the Bugbear.
He drops two golden coins on the table before saying quietly "Trust me, things are going to be fine. If trouble starts, we'll get our butts on the street and take the trouble with us. I don't want to burn your place of business down. Again."
After that, Brelach quickly slips outside and helps sneaking the prisoners back into the Bugbear.
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