Team Baldy's Tales From The OBO-ESRD Tavern! (Calling Hypersmurf)
- Thread starter Lazlow
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OOC - Sorry for the delay
Karjanga was quite intrigued by both the money involved and the way the offer was made. The combination was too much to resist, and she couldn't help but come back after midnight.
Karjanga was quite intrigued by both the money involved and the way the offer was made. The combination was too much to resist, and she couldn't help but come back after midnight.
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"After midnight, huh. Well, so be it." The half-orc jumps on the table, grabs a full beermug at random and raises it.
"Ladies, Gentlemen. We have been victorious over evil once again. And to celebrate, our good master dwarf has offered us drinks. ON THE HOUSE... HUZZAAAH. Let the party commence. Master bard, if you'd be so kind as to provide us with some music, please?"
And with an altogether too nasty grin he empties the mug in one go, belches and jumps off the table to get a refill at the bar.
Far past midnight, if I have any say in it. That'll teach him not to be so mysterious, the little bugger. Never did like dwarfs... or Orcs. Or halflings.Nor humans, elves, and half-elves. Can't stand gnomes and half-orcs either. Horses are allright, though. They don't argue. Much.
I look around, not to pleased with the mess, but the gold and the thought of bashing more goblin heads pleased me. " A little ale never hurt any one, but any who dirty me fine clothes will have the same fate as the goblins" I take a gulp of ale, making sure it got all in my mouth and served me another.
After having roughing up a goblin, my lust for more goblin blood rises. After having heard the proposition I smile with glee, and offer my services in the utmost courteous way a dwarven druid can "To the butcher's work then, and may those baseborn vagrants burn in the Abyss along with the rest of its kind." After having said that I spit into my already dirty hands and rub them together to wash away the filth. In doing so, I walk over to the dwarf overconcerned about his personal hygiene and slap him on the back "Well me lad it seems we'll be in this internecine job together, I'll be looking forward to fighting beside a fellow dwarf." I look around the room to see if anyone is listening in on our conversation and lean closer to whisper "and just between me and you I think the blasted wild animals are involved with this mess" I leave him to his thoughts and whistle a tune as I walk to the bar and sit enjoying the ale.
Lazlow
First Post
Midnight comes and the tavern closes, with Sunderkeg and Muira shooing out all the stragglers and drunken vagrants. He tells each of you to meet him round back.
You make your way round to the back and stand waiting by the well for a few minutes when Muirna comes out the back door and seems a bit startled to see you all there. She then sees Sunderkeg come out with a wide grin on his face, to which she merely rolls her eyes and sets off home. The old Dwarf sidles up to the lot of you and sets a steely eye on the group.
"Aye, you make a fine bunch," he says, his accent seemingly gone for the moment. "Alright. Here's the deal: Legend has it that an ancient artifact, the Chromium Orb of Frobozz, lies buried and forgotten - but guarded - here in these parts. I want you to fetch it for me. No questions as to why, now. Just a simple retrieval of this item, and you'll get 500 gold each.
"Here's the catch: I don't know exactly where it is. All I know is that it's underground someplace. Chances are you'll have some luck in the Lizard's Pit mine east o' town, here. While back, they dug a bit too deep, if you catch my drift." He straightens up and steps back a bit. "So. Still interested?"
You make your way round to the back and stand waiting by the well for a few minutes when Muirna comes out the back door and seems a bit startled to see you all there. She then sees Sunderkeg come out with a wide grin on his face, to which she merely rolls her eyes and sets off home. The old Dwarf sidles up to the lot of you and sets a steely eye on the group.
"Aye, you make a fine bunch," he says, his accent seemingly gone for the moment. "Alright. Here's the deal: Legend has it that an ancient artifact, the Chromium Orb of Frobozz, lies buried and forgotten - but guarded - here in these parts. I want you to fetch it for me. No questions as to why, now. Just a simple retrieval of this item, and you'll get 500 gold each.
"Here's the catch: I don't know exactly where it is. All I know is that it's underground someplace. Chances are you'll have some luck in the Lizard's Pit mine east o' town, here. While back, they dug a bit too deep, if you catch my drift." He straightens up and steps back a bit. "So. Still interested?"
Karjanga gives a broad grin at the idea. Danger, excitement, battle, what wasn't to love? "Sounds like a splendid idea!"
Hypersmurf
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Lazlow said:
Hamm chuckles.
"Lizard's Pit," he repeats. "How marvellous."
"I'm having a bit of trouble with the 'not why asking' bit. I mean, the whole set-up is a bit ridiculous. You ask a bunch of complete strangers to go find an artifact. All you have seen us do is slaughter a few goblins. And that makes us trustworthy?
And what does this artifact do, exactly? And what would a double-bladed axe-wielding innkeeper want with it?
How deep did they exactly dig, and no nudge-nudge winkle-winkle tapping your nose stuff, please." The half-orc growls, clearly annoyed at all the secrecy involved.
And what does this artifact do, exactly? And what would a double-bladed axe-wielding innkeeper want with it?
How deep did they exactly dig, and no nudge-nudge winkle-winkle tapping your nose stuff, please." The half-orc growls, clearly annoyed at all the secrecy involved.
