The Antigrol Tide (IC)

[Drowned Hero]

Troth hears as the others talks to the barmaid and the girl not seeing how he can help. After few minutes he stands up and goes at the toilett. When he comes back he wisper to the barmaid 'mug of your best ale please' going to the doorway looking outside when he gets his ale.

 

[Mallak]

Eloise waits for a moment, but since Grondar doesn't seem willing to talk about the fire, she quickly turns to Magyar.

"And then, maybe, over porridge, we might be able to jog your memory about the captain's business?"

"Oh, that sounds delightful!" She smiles. "Although, I really don't know why you think I'd know anything about Captain Ben's business," she adds with a wink.

Turning to the group, she says, "Two bowls of porridge, extra cream," she nods at Malachi, "and a mug of ale for your friend at the door. Did I miss anything?" After taking any other orders, Eloise twirls and heads for a door next to the bar. The old man eating porridge near the fire signals to her, and she goes over to him. He says something to her quietly, then she proceeds back to the kitchen.

While the crew is talking with the charming Eloise, the innkeeper carries on a conversation with Colmarr.

“Oh yes, you did mention the name, but I was rather distracted at the time by the large bear mounted over the bar, and wondering whether you sing...as your voice is quite melodious.”

"Oh, you brazen little man!" Her chuckle is like the tinkling of bells. "Aye, I sing every now and then. When there's call for it."

“So, how did you come by that brute above the bar...I haven’t seen such a large specimen up close before...”

The innkeeper smiles fondly, her eyes glossing over as if she seems to be remembering something. "You like him, eh? My father, Sir Charles Marbury, killed that beast in the hills above Tortila. The demon had taken a fondness to human flesh and had been terrorizing several villages to the northwest. That is my father's sword and shield above the fireplace, there."

Later, Eloise returns, balancing porrige, ale, and a large pitcher of cream. "There you are gents. Enjoy the finest the Three-Penny Inn has to offer. For breakfast anyway," she adds with a light laugh.

 

[jkason]

Magyar Rhineholdt, human rogue

Later, Eloise returns, balancing porrige, ale, and a large pitcher of cream. "There you are gents. Enjoy the finest the Three-Penny Inn has to offer. For breakfast anyway," she adds with a light laugh.

Mag raises an eyebrow as he pours a little of the cream on the porridge.

"Ah, but it's only missing a storyteller to make it the quintissential Inn meal. While we're enjoying this lovely snack, good Eloise, do play the part of the missing bard. Tell us of our captain. I myself find food worth all the more when it's accompanied by a lovely voice to tell a tale."

 

[Mallak]

Eloise giggles at Magyar, glances over her shoulder at the innkeeper, then ducks down and tucks herself onto the bench between Grondar and Malachi, across from Magyar. "Silly," she says, speaking to Magyar, "don't you know your own captain? But I know why you might be concerned." She glances over at the innkeeper and Colmarr again. "I don't think he'll leave the sea any time soon, no matter what Mother wants. Oh, but it would be so nice if he did! They sing so well together!" Eloise's cheeks flush with a rosey blush. "Oh, but listen to me here rambling on! You must think me a perfect little woolhead. Hey," here she digs Grondar in the ribs with a pointy elbow, "weren't you going to tell me about the riots and fires last night? You were there, weren't you? How many men did you beat up? I bet you got lots, huh? What about your friend standing over there in the doorway? It's the quiet types who are always the best fighters, that's what my best friend Em says. Actually, her name is Emilee, but everyone calls her Em. She'd probably like you," she says, looking at Denther. "Personally, I think you have to watch out more for the dark, brooding types." She casts a glance at Wakil and says in an aside to Malachi without pausing. "Is he so cranky because his armor is too tight? You know, there's a great armor smith down in the market district. They have all sorts of interesting things there, but I've never seen hats like yours." She points to Braer's turban and reaches out to touch it. "How does it work? It looks like it's just a big sheet! Is it a mini-sail you have wrapped around your head? Do lots of sailors wear these? Where are you from, anyway? Mother says that sailors come from all over into Tortila, but most of them stay down on the docks, which I guess is why there's so many riots and arsons and stuff. Did you see the fire last night? Was it scary? I bet you were in the building and it burned down and collapsed all around you, or was it just a little fire like the one we had last winter when Mother cooked the turducken? That was small, but it was really hot, and it still frightened me!" She pauses for breath, allowing the men a small window of opportunity in which to speak.

 

[Jdvn1]

Malachi foolishly tried to answer her question during her monologue, "Truth is it doesn't quite fi... oh, really. Well, that's... wha..." Afterwhich, he's pretty confused.

"I'm sorry, so you don't know anything about our captain? It's really important that we find him and we have no clue where he may have gone."

 

[Mallak]

"Oh, I didn't say I didn't know anything. But isn't it rather embarrassing to not know where your captain is? I mean, a crew is supposed to know where their captain is at all times so he can captain them, right? I would know where my captain was, if I had a captain." She giggles. "I mean, I know where your captain is, so of course I'd know where mine was, right? Imagine me having a captain! Do you think I'd make a good sailor, Magyar? Say, what's the female word for sailor, anyway?"

 

[Jdvn1]

Malachi looks around, "Well, our captain left the inn without telling us where he was... I suppose it might be embarrassing, if we were the sort to be embarrassed. But, would you tell us where he is?"

 

[unleashed]

Colmarr Blackrock, Male Gnome Bard

While the crew is talking with the charming Eloise, the innkeeper carries on a conversation with Colmarr.

"Oh, you brazen little man!" Her chuckle is like the tinkling of bells. "Aye, I sing every now and then. When there's call for it."

“That’s me ma’am, cheeky at the best of times...it drives the captain crazy,” Colmarr says with a wink. “Though I only ask as I myself sing...in fact that’s what I was doing to earn a coin or two, before I signed on with the captain.”

The innkeeper smiles fondly, her eyes glossing over as if she seems to be remembering something. "You like him, eh? My father, Sir Charles Marbury, killed that beast in the hills above Tortila. The demon had taken a fondness to human flesh and had been terrorizing several villages to the northwest. That is my father's sword and shield above the fireplace, there."

Colmarr takes a look at the items over the fireplace, before turning back to the innkeeper with a broad smile, his voice enthusiastic and an eager look in his eye. “Oh, that sounds a courageous tale...I’ll have to return when my time is my own, so I can listen to the tale in full...if you’d be willing to tell it to me. As you can no doubt tell I have quite a thirst for tales, and I bet your father had a hand in other noble deeds as well, which would make for wonderful songs or stories...”

 

[Strahd_Von_Zarovich]

Grondar

Grondar ignores the barmaid again, he don't want to talk to her, he day dreams and thinks about his interesting dream last night and how he fulfilled it an hour ago.
I need some air ladies
He says to the crew, stands up, goes to the door and looks to the street at the by passers

 

[Mallak]

Grondar ignores the barmaid again, he don't want to talk to her, he day dreams and thinks about his interesting dream last night and how he fulfilled it an hour ago.
I need some air ladies
He says to the crew, stands up, goes to the door and looks to the street at the by passers

"Hey, where you goin', Big Fella?" Eloise sighs, fluffing her hair absentmindedly. "Hmph. I bet he got his nose poked in in the fight, that's why he's so sore." She turns back to Malachi, including Magyar in her looks as well. "Well, if you really want to know where your captain is..." She pauses as if thinking for a moment, laying one slender finger alongside her mouth and staring up at the ceiling. "Let's see...he was...upstairs, and a man came in with a message for him. I took the letter and put it in my apron pocket, here." She continues staring up at the ceiling, but her hands go through the motions of her speech. "It was dinner time before the captain came down and we were very busy then. Finally, I had a chance to...well, I finally gave him the message, which he read over there..." She points to a nearby table. "...but he had the bar-b-que beef, so he couldn't read it immediately. You should really try Mother's, bar-b-que, it's delicious! Oh, right, the captain. Well, I brought him a bowl to wash his fingers and when I was clearing up the table I may have happened to see the message over his shoulder, and I may have happened to see that he was supposed to meet somebody at the...the Arrow in the Bull tavern! Yes, that's it! I remembered!" Eloise is wearing a glowing smile. "I told you I knew where your captain was!"