The Drow War Book One - Chillhame

[Ranger Rick]

Dolan who comes walking up behind the main party catches the end of the halfling's diatribe. With a long sweeping bow of respect one normally does for nobility Dolan asks, "Mi lady we only ask for one of two things, either a copper for our troubles or information. Information that can help us find great riches. We are on the trail of a search for missing children and there are soldiers that appear to trod the same path. Have you seen anyone on the road besides us?"

OOC: Diplomancy +1

 

[Festy_Dog]

Saxon was lowering his hood when Dolan responded. He looked to the young elf, irritated at first that a teenager would choose to speak first, but then realised that Dolan was of an age possibly older than Saxon could hope to get to. It was a strange thought. While Dolan spoke, Mzarem sniffed at the wheels of the cart, sniffing the halfings boots as they hung over the end of the wagon if she doesn't move them fast enough.

Saxon felt the beauty of the place, could hear the whispers of the trees while the wind gave them breath to speak with. Chillhame seemed like an ancient place, a location defining destinies, far older than the name it was given. The druid had forgotten the conversation and the impatient halfling now, he was becoming lost in his attunement to nature.

"Have you seen anyone on the road besides us?"

The question jerked Saxon back into immediate area. His eyes focused on the halfling woman, and he gave her a respectful nod.

"We are fortunate in that the sharp intellect of an arcane disciple stands before us. Anything of note during your journey surely would have been remembered," he says carefully, noting the halfling's temper.

Aiding another on Dolan's diplomacy check, diplomacy +3

 

[Evil Ujio]

Dolan who comes walking up behind the main party catches the end of the halfling's diatribe. With a long sweeping bow of respect one normally does for nobility Dolan asks, "Mi lady we only ask for one of two things, either a copper for our troubles or information. Information that can help us find great riches. We are on the trail of a search for missing children and there are soldiers that appear to trod the same path. Have you seen anyone on the road besides us?"

OOC: Diplomancy +1

The woman listens before replying ."Well I can't say that I have seen any children or soldiers pass through here; and don't mind my drivr Cyrus, he is on the slow side. Now please step aside so that I may reach my destination in peace, I rather enjoy mundane forms of travel, but I enjoy silence all that much more. Now be off you vagrant," she waves him off.

 

[Endur]

Laurel thinks about whether she saw the cart wheel tracks along the trail from the stand of trees, or whether the cart intercepted the trail of whatever she is trailing.

 

[Ranger Rick]

The woman listens before replying ."Well I can't say that I have seen any children or soldiers pass through here; and don't mind my drivr Cyrus, he is on the slow side. Now please step aside so that I may reach my destination in peace, I rather enjoy mundane forms of travel, but I enjoy silence all that much more. Now be off you vagrant," she waves him off.

Hearing vagrant dolan has one last parting comment, "Sir do you have a copper piece for a band of vagrants sir?"

 

[Festy_Dog]

Saxon frowns, not appreciating Dolan referring to all party members present as vagrants. He whistled a short note and Mzarem fell in step as the druid suddenly left to follow Laurel. He coughed a couple of times, then appeared to barely avoid a coughing fit.

 

[Voadam]

The woman listens before replying ."Well I can't say that I have seen any children or soldiers pass through here; and don't mind my drivr Cyrus, he is on the slow side. Now please step aside so that I may reach my destination in peace, I rather enjoy mundane forms of travel, but I enjoy silence all that much more. Now be off you vagrant," she waves him off.

Enthalus scrutinizes the diminutive spellcaster to see if he can discern any clues from her reaction. Sense motive +4 is she lieing?

 

[Evil Ujio]

Enthalus scrutinizes the diminutive spellcaster to see if he can discern any clues from her reaction. Sense motive +4 is she lieing?

As far as Enthalus can tell she is being truthful. The path Laurel is following crossed paths with the trail that the wagon is traveling upon. So yes it crossed paths, and continues on.

The man perks up, “Oh, are you talking to me good sir?”

The woman sighs, “Hey do not distract my driver! I told you to be off you vagrants, I have an important mission to do here and I don’t have time to sit here and be delayed by the likes of you!” She adjusts her spectacles with a sigh of irritation, “We have no money for you, now be off you try my patience and I have much too any important things. I swear I can’t even travel in peace anymore without being accosted!”

She taps her feet, “We have no money for you beggar, and little time so be off with you!”

 

[Festy_Dog]

Saxon kept his back to the shrieking little arcanist and her acid tongue. He couldn't tell whether she could back up her claim of turning people into newts, but it was highly tempting to have the vehicle held in place with the small magics Saxon was capable of.

'Vagrant' was an offensive word to him. It suggested a place within civilised society, something which he obviously distanced himself from intentionally. But then, not only did the term place him within society, it suggested he was dependant on the charity of other members of said society, something which especially rubbed him the wrong way. Everything he needed was already around him, and he had sufficient knowledge to make use of it when he needed to.

He became fixated on how Laurel was following the tracks, with an interest he pretended to have more than he actually did. To tune back into nature right now didn't seem possible with the distractions, so he had to resort to more basic means of avoiding anger.

 

[Ranger Rick]

As the wagon trudged onward, Dolan turned his head and let out a hearty chuckle. Thinking if she only knew about some of the vagrants he knew. With them she would be lucky she was still breathing. As he finished his afternoon gigglefest he noticed Laurel and along with the rest of the party followed her.