The Faerie Woods [Knight Otu Judging]
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Patlin
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The Monemvasian soldiers ride on without further incident, and after a few more hours of travel the party arrives at a small roadside inn.
Strangely, though the weather is pleasant, the shutters are closed. A man with a scimitar stands by a string of 5 horses. He eyes you warrilly as you aproach.
"The inn is closed." He says unpleasantly. "You'll have to move on."
Strangely, though the weather is pleasant, the shutters are closed. A man with a scimitar stands by a string of 5 horses. He eyes you warrilly as you aproach.
"The inn is closed." He says unpleasantly. "You'll have to move on."
Manzanita
First Post
Persephone
Percy dofts her disguise soon after the Monemvassians are out of sight.
"You see, gentlemen. Let me level with you. I am the princess they were looking for. Things went down hill fast after my uncle suceeded my grandpa as King. Then he decided he wanted to marry me off to a prince in a neighboring kingdom in order to cement an alliance. I never met the guy, but from what I heard, he sounded like a real jerk. And no one, I mean, NO ONE marries me off to someone I don't love. So I hit the road. Eventually I hope my big brother takes over as King, and I can go home. All that politics stuff is mostly man's work. For now, adventuring isn't going too bad. I've really enjoyed hanging out with you guys. You're having fun too, aren't you, Fridly." She smooths the white owl's feathers.
Once at the Inn. "Hey - what's going on in there? If we can't stay here, do you have another suggestion? I don't much care for camping. Hard to get a hot bath, you know."
Percy dofts her disguise soon after the Monemvassians are out of sight.
"You see, gentlemen. Let me level with you. I am the princess they were looking for. Things went down hill fast after my uncle suceeded my grandpa as King. Then he decided he wanted to marry me off to a prince in a neighboring kingdom in order to cement an alliance. I never met the guy, but from what I heard, he sounded like a real jerk. And no one, I mean, NO ONE marries me off to someone I don't love. So I hit the road. Eventually I hope my big brother takes over as King, and I can go home. All that politics stuff is mostly man's work. For now, adventuring isn't going too bad. I've really enjoyed hanging out with you guys. You're having fun too, aren't you, Fridly." She smooths the white owl's feathers.
Once at the Inn. "Hey - what's going on in there? If we can't stay here, do you have another suggestion? I don't much care for camping. Hard to get a hot bath, you know."
SlagMortar
First Post
Nars is not overly surprised at Percy's revelation. As any good detective, he had pieced together much of her story from her previous reactions. He had not realized, however, that she was a bonifide princess.
When they arrive at the inn, Nars assumes the widely known dwarven stance, feet wide, hands on hips. He remains silent, letting Percy talk, but does his best impersonation of the many intimidating dwarven warriors he has seen. He thinks, A dwarf moves on when his is ready, and not before.
When they arrive at the inn, Nars assumes the widely known dwarven stance, feet wide, hands on hips. He remains silent, letting Percy talk, but does his best impersonation of the many intimidating dwarven warriors he has seen. He thinks, A dwarf moves on when his is ready, and not before.
nimisgod
LEW Judge
Ishmael was genuinely surprised by the revelation. One would imagine that the halfing be less surprised given that the princess had shown knowledge of the inner workings of nobility and royalty. But then, Ishmael tended to miss things often enough.
This time, however, he wasn't completely foolish. He understood that the princess liked the companionship as well as the adventuring part. So, he was fairly certain that she didn't want to be called "Your Majesty" or anything similar that might distance her from her party members. That and it would ruin her chances of staying on the down low.
So besides the dangerous knowledge he bore, everything was as normal.
On to the task at hand:
Ishmael attempted to soften up the scimitar-wielding warrior. He examined the man while speaking, trying to intuit a motive or at least, the general situation.
"Greetings, friend. I am Sir Ishmael of the Wooden Sword. Canst thou tell us why this inn be shuttered?"
oog: Diplomacy +8, Sense Motive +4
oog2: is this inn on the way to the wizard with our magical weapons?
This time, however, he wasn't completely foolish. He understood that the princess liked the companionship as well as the adventuring part. So, he was fairly certain that she didn't want to be called "Your Majesty" or anything similar that might distance her from her party members. That and it would ruin her chances of staying on the down low.
So besides the dangerous knowledge he bore, everything was as normal.
On to the task at hand:
Ishmael attempted to soften up the scimitar-wielding warrior. He examined the man while speaking, trying to intuit a motive or at least, the general situation.
"Greetings, friend. I am Sir Ishmael of the Wooden Sword. Canst thou tell us why this inn be shuttered?"
oog: Diplomacy +8, Sense Motive +4
oog2: is this inn on the way to the wizard with our magical weapons?
Patlin
Explorer
The taciturn man near the horses seems annoyed by the questions. "Inns closed." he repeats. "Private business. The sun's still high in the sky, you should be able to make the next one before dark, anyway."
Ishmael estimates that you should arrive at the wizard's home by around this time tomorrow. He also feels a mild aversion to the taciturn man, and doubts his words.
Ishmael estimates that you should arrive at the wizard's home by around this time tomorrow. He also feels a mild aversion to the taciturn man, and doubts his words.
