[Tavern Thread] The Dunn Wright Inn

[Songdragon]

Saranna Surefoot 1st-level Rogue

The halfling takes up her drink as she nimbly jumps off her stool and is able to keep her drink from spilling. "By that reasoning, if Fate decides where I am to be, then I cannot be late because Fate has me where I am to be, when I am to be. Yes?" she says with smirk.

She watches the gnome as his eye color shifts, thinking that perhaps there is much more to this gnome then merely being a gnome. She follows the strange fellow to the back room while trying to keep an eye out for some trap or ambush of another. She introduces herself, "I am Saranna. You are... who?" She sips her drink.

[sblock=Saranna Surefoot's Mini-Stats]Saranna Surefoot (Songdragon)
Hallfing Rogue 1
Initiative: +3 Perception: +8
Conditions: n/a
AC: 17 (14 touch; 14 flat-footed)
HP: 8 of 8
CMB: -1 CMD: 12 Fort: +1 Ref: +6 Will: +3
In Hand: light shield [/sblock]

 

[Qik]

The gnome pauses for a moment to return Saranna's glib comment with a look of utter seriousness. "Don't be foolish, child. That is not how it works." With that, he turns and begins to make his way to the back of the tavern. As they wind their way around the tables and chairs, most of which were clearly made for beings of a larger size, the gnome responds to her greeting over his shoulder. "Of course you are - the rich halfling girl from Iradys," he says with a wave of his hand, "How could I wait for someone if I did not know for whom I was waiting? Come, come..." he says, deftly threading his way around an over-sized half-orc lying prone across a table, his face to one side, a slight puddle of drool forming. The gnome places his hand on the nob of a door to a back room as Saranna inquires about him. Turning to face her, he says a matter of factly, "I am your employer, of course." With that, he opens the door.

Inside, there is a smallish table with five chairs around it, at least two of which were clearly proportioned for the gnome and the halfling. As he makes his way around the table, the gnome gestures to one of these smaller chairs. "Sit, sit, my dear, and don't look so worrisome - no one's out to get you. At least, not here, not tonight," he adds with an impish grin. Taking a seat in another of the smaller chairs, which is positioned facing the door, the gnome reaches into an almost comically large pack lying next to the seat - "Might as well keep ourselves occupied whilst we wait, no?" - and pulls out what looks to be an over-sized deck of cards. Eying the deck with an expression that seems akin to disappointment, the gnome sighs dejectedly. "They're not my best, of course - that's why you're here - but they'll do in a pinch." Looking up to again stare at Saranna with those nebulous eyes, he says, "So - shall we begin?"

OOC: I thought about filling you in a bit, but figured that half the fun comes from the not knowing. Let me know if you want a little more OOC info, otherwise we'll just continue to play until others show up. Perhaps I should start the adventure thread, however; if any of the judges has some input on that front, please do chime in.

 

[jkason]

OOC: Perhaps I should start the adventure thread, however; if any of the judges has some input on that front, please do chime in.

OOC: I'm not a judge, but I think the only oddity of starting the adventure thread early is that it might be a little more complicated figuring time-based rewards at the end of the adventure. At least, I used my first adventure post as the measuring point for those; other people may do that differently.

 

[HolyMan]

[sblock=OOC] That is the best way to keep track of the adventure length. Recruiting a group here and then moving them to the adventure once you have everyone together.

Need to know who is about besides are little rogue friend. (Hey Songdragon ) I am going to work on my 3rd character over the next couple days and would like to hop in. Thinking cleric as that is my favored class.

Let's see if we can't get a group going by the weekend. If not we should look into rules for allowing NPCs to go and maybe be swapped out later. People shouldn't be sitting around waiting for to long if there is adventure afoot.[/sblock]

 

[Qik]

[sblock=OOC]Thanks, HM; I think I'm going to do as you and some others have said, and wait until we're ready to go before I move things over to their own thread.

The only other prospective first level I've seen is an oracle by @DalkonCledwin ; not sure what the time frame is until that PC is ready to go, however. I'd of course love to have you aboard.

Just a fair warning for everyone involved: this will be my first time GMing, so you may have to endure a few growing pains! But I'm hopeful my boyish enthusiasm will outshine those. [/sblock]

 

[sunshadow21]

[sblock=ooc]If you need another character, I might have enough DMC to put together a third character.[/sblock]

 

[Qik]

[sblock=OOC]It's up to you, of course, but at the moment they don't exactly seem to be beating down our door, so if you did draw one up, it seems like we sure could use you. Feel free to wait it out a bit; I'm eager to get started, but I'd want you to want to play the PC, of course![/sblock]

 

[Satin Knights]

Arianna (Mystery 1)

The door opens, and a beautiful blonde woman in a full length, buttoned down, sky blue cloak slowly moves in through the door. Only a longspear slung over her back is visible. Looking around curiously at the mostly empty room, she moves in slowly and carefully. thud thud ... scrrrape from beneath the cloak, thud thud ... scrrrape As she approaches the bar and bartender, "I am told one comes here if they seek adventure, profit and glory. But I see little opportunity here. Have I come to the right place?"

Grog, having his suspicions about the cloaked girl and wondering why she didn't come in through the sea door, "Yu to slo ta outrun trubule little gurl."

Smiling, "Don't worry about me big guy. Trouble usually runs from me."

Since she is bold enough, Grog points to the back room where the little ones went.

"Thank you big guy." she says with a wink and a blown kiss, then slowly moves to the back room door. Weaving a hand out from under her cloak, she knocks thrice. "Hello?"

 

[Qik]

The door to the back room opens, although at first, Arianna doesn't see the one responsible. "Hmmm..." she hears, and she looks down to see the gnome, whose serious look of scrutiny makes for an odd contrast to the array of brightly colored, over-sized cloths that he wears. "Hmm..." he repeats, "you're the uncommon one, aren't you? The one from beneath? Truth to tell, I wasn't sure if you would be joining us, but it's good you came - otherwise Grog would have carried in the special stool I brought for naught. Come in, come in," he continues on in an unbroken stream, grabbing the woman by the hand and pulling her into the dimly lit room. Gesturing to an oddly shaped stool to the left of his own chair, the gnome says, "Sit, sit, sit...you should find it more comfortable than most of the chairs up here. You need something to eat? I know you've come a long way." He gestures to the trays of grapes, cheeses and the like laid out upon the table. Not waiting for a reply, he leaps up into his own chair and returns to shuffling the odd-looking deck of cards he had pulled out earlier. Nodding to Saranna, he says, "She only just showed, and we're still waiting for the others, so you two might as well introduce yourselves to each other." As he speaks, his shuffling hands reach an uncanny speed, although his visage remains calm and unaffected. For a moment, he stops speaking, looking at the other two expectantly.

 

[Satin Knights]

Arianna

She follows the gnome's lead to the chair crafted for her kind, "Thank you. My name is AirEEEanna, pardon me, I didn't realize my name sounds so shrill in air. Arianna, softer is better, OK. I have come to find profit and glory above the water line." She tussles a bit under her cloak, and then leans two odd shaped crutches in the corner behind her chair. Unslinging her longspear, she stands it in the same corner. Once the cloak is taken off and draped over the back of the chair, the gnome's information is confirmed. After setting down her speargun and backpack, the mermaid, now dressed in a white silk blouse and a grey leather skirt, lounges in her seat and tries one of the grapes.

"If you knew I was coming when I did not, would you be a weaver of time dear sir? I could possibly be called a weaver of shapes, but I did not know of time weavers."