Tales From The Old Bald One-Eyed Salty Red Dog Tavern! (chapter 1, now closed)

[LogicsFate]

"We of course would first need to hire a dramatic pose artist and a reputable bard to sing our exploits and paint our entrances, well scetched and painted afterwards of course. We could be king and queen and well lackey of a small island chain in the middle of no-where...we would be rich, but of course we would have to pay exorbitant import prices as islands notoriously have poor economies and shops there tend to do poorly as there is no turn around of income. Hmmm, maybe we should try for a small port city instead and have a statue raised in our likeness' after we disposethe cruel government, that we would have to institute first of course, and save the village from the depredations of the social predators installed in the upper echelons of government above them. You Desert could be our minister of....our deputy of.... Our Master Librarian. K. you would be the main leader of the area, while I would be the face and do all the public speaking and Public relations work. We would become a thriving community and make sure that we were always ahead of the times with the clothing trends that we push. We could even revive the one breast showing look and the various other looks that the priggish churchs have always frowned upon." "Sounds like a jolly interesting Idea there K."

"NO!"

"I mean Yes! Except Desert can't be head Librarian... I already promised that job to... Richard. Isn't that right Richard! Nod." Richard nods "Everything else is perfect, er Desert can be the head of human resources" K thinks for a second "What if the islands weren't remote at all but instead they were in the middle of major shipping lanes, and why restrict our self to one area? We could have islands and coastline!" At this point K's grin turns into giggle and then into uncontrollable, if not a bit irritating, laughter. Seconds turn into a minute and it die's down a bit, she wipes tears from her eyes and stands dramatically "HERE IS WHERE WE TAKE THE FIRST STEPS TO CONQUERING...OUR DREAMS!" "Now, which ship do we want?"

 

[Wystan]

"Shouldn't we however wait for Mr. Sherriff Berzerker Bill?"


Big Friggen Evil Looking Grin.

"I mean we are deputized and all and will need a proper authority figure to run the place while we have fun. Speaking of which, want to go back to the inn and see how easy fun is to find?"

 

[LogicsFate]

"Shouldn't we however wait for Mr. Sherriff Berzerker Bill?"

"Who?"

"I mean we are deputized and all and will need a proper authority figure to run the place while we have fun. Speaking of which, want to go back to the inn and see how easy fun is to find?"

K finds her eyes trailing down to their stars "...O bother, I forgot about that, Well he can come too, he could be the general, captain...sherif of our empire of peace." K gives him an odd look "What kind of fun?"

 

[Ranger Rick]

"I...I want th...th...that ship. I think th...th...that ship will get us th...th...to where we need to...to...to go in record time." Desert points a ship with the most sail showing.

 

[Lazlow]

"I...I want th...th...that ship. I think th...th...that ship will get us th...th...to where we need to...to...to go in record time." Desert points a ship with the most sail showing.

"I don' believe I know you people," a voice says behind you. You all turn around to see five - well, the only words that really describe them well are "maritime ruffians". They are dirty and unkempt, and well-worn sailor-type outfits cover their lanky frames. You figure the one who spoke is the leader of the group, as he seems to be wearing the best looking clothes (that is, not completely caked in filth).

"You see, this 'ere is MY dock. Anyone wantin' to do business on MY dock needs ta go through ME." He pauses and looks nonchalantly at his fingernails, as if he is only marginally pleased with the manicure he's obviously never had. After a quick moment he adds, "Plus, there is the small matter of the, er... Admittance fee." A couple of his lackeys giggle and snort, and nudge each other conspiratorially. The leader snaps his fingers and they stop immediately. "Twenty gold apiece should do nicely. IF you please?" He holds out his hand.

 

[Lazlow]

Berserker Bill helps the Captain right himself, and says, "Reward? No, my dear sir. I'm here inquiring about Sir Dudley. I am a representative of the Duke, who seeks Sir Dudley's service. Could you perhaps point me in his direction? Any help would be greatly appreciated."

"Sir Dudley?" he laughs. "Why, he's fr- uh... Ummm..." He stops himself abruptly and looks around nervously, then sobers up quickly. "Why, he's at PALACON, the annual meeting of Paladins, you know. He's a high-ranking member of that organization. Are you familiar with it? The 'Paladins Assembled to Lead Against Chaos Or Neutrality?' Quite the noble cause, you know. Ah! Madame Philpot. What a pleasant surprise. Please, do come in." The Captain steps to the side and shows the lady to a seat. He turns to you and says, "Is there anything else I can do for you, my good man?"

 

[Wystan]

"I don' believe I know you people," a voice says behind you. You all turn around to see five - well, the only words that really describe them well are "maritime ruffians". They are dirty and unkempt, and well-worn sailor-type outfits cover their lanky frames. You figure the one who spoke is the leader of the group, as he seems to be wearing the best looking clothes (that is, not completely caked in filth).

"You see, this 'ere is MY dock. Anyone wantin' to do business on MY dock needs ta go through ME." He pauses and looks nonchalantly at his fingernails, as if he is only marginally pleased with the manicure he's obviously never had. After a quick moment he adds, "Plus, there is the small matter of the, er... Admittance fee." A couple of his lackeys giggle and snort, and nudge each other conspiratorially. The leader snaps his fingers and they stop immediately. "Twenty gold apiece should do nicely. IF you please?" He holds out his hand.

I pull out and start Polishing my Badge Whilst also subtly gesturing towards my VERY pointy, VERY pretty Long Sword...

"My my my, you arrived just in time. We are here as Dock inspectors and your dock seems to have failed righteously... I point to a few areas that look just like the rest of the dock..."Like the rot that is showing there, there and there. Also the slippery portions are just a bit too small for the standard dock and not nearly enough people will be tripping while trying to traverse this here dock. Now as to the Fee, yes we will take 20 gold apiece to not report you to the dock authority." Big Evil Grin again..."And you will make sure to have more ropes and such lying into the water at the correct intervals along the dock as well. Now the fee will be collected by Richard Here and we will allow you to go upon your way."
+4 Init...
GM Information Only Please....
[sblock]
Bluff Skill (+2)
Intimidate Skill (+4)
(If a fight does break out I pull down my Bandana)[/sblock]

So, does it look like we are throwing down?

 

[Ranger Rick]

... "Twenty gold apiece should do nicely. IF you please?" He holds out his hand.

Stunning Fist Punch DC 15 (+6 fist 1d8+3) After the surprise punch deserts studders, I...I...I...do n...n...not please.

OOC: I had this open and never saw wgreen's post. I have a +3 init to see who goes first.

 

[Gray Shade]

Berserker Bill turns to the woman, and gently (or strongly, if necessary) helps her back to her feet and back out the door. "Always a pleasure, Madam Pisspot, but we have the Duke's business to discuss. Important matters. You understand." Once that's done . . .

(OOC: do I have any problems or do I get her out of the room?)

 

[LogicsFate]

If things turn for the worse and they attack back, K will step behind richard and cast a spell. "Richard draw your sword and sic'em"

Init +2
[sblock] Blindness(DC18) on the clean one, richards Init +8 [/sblock]

Of course if they don't then K will walk Richard through the money collection