The Story of the Clan

*Plith walks in behind Malex, holding his tin holy symbol of St. Cuthbert in front of him, his eyes wide as he takes everything in.*

"Now Malex, let's not go around upsetting anyone bigger than us..."
 
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Ellawyn

*Ellawyn raises an eyebrow at being called a fellow. However, she nods and follows Malex into the Inn.*

Hmmm. If we are not in the inn, are we in the out. If we are in the inn, are we out of the out? Hmmm...
 

*Bilgewhistle walks into the inn, attempting to inconspicuously eye the patrons, and pokes Ellawyn while nodding to a table near the door, sitting down in a plea to look like he knows what he's doing. He rolls his eyes at Malex's actions*

That's no way to get people to help you...

"Let's have a seat, Tilcho..."
 

*Grimknobble closes his eyes, takes a deeeeep breath... Holds it... Then lets it out in a short burst. He then brings himself up to his full height, hefts his greatclub in both hands, and strides into this "Inn". Seeing Malex talking to someone, he decides to provide a little backup.*

"You heard the gnome. Just tell us what we want to know and no one... Gets hit with my club, if you know what I mean."

*He turns to Malex and gives him a great big exagerrated wink and smile, then turns back to the stranger, a deadly serious scowl peering out beneath his visor.*
 

"Yes, give us the information we seek, large innkeeper! I can only hold back the wild and dangerous Grimknobble if you cooperate with our demands!"

*Malex stomps his foot imperiously, and conveys the demeanor of a friendly gnome who desperately wants to help protect his pals from the dangerous and unstable gnome with a club.* [Bluff +5]
 

"Grrr. Grrrrrr," Grimknobble tries, hoping to convey that sense of 'wild and dangerous'. *He waggles his club as an afterthought.*

[Intimidate -1 (!! Oh well...)]
 

*Malex turns aside towards Grimknobble and speaks in a loud stage whisper (so the gnome will hear him).* "Keep it up, Grim! We'll have these local bumpkins eating out of our hands by nightfall!"
 

As Malexander casts his spells, the innkeeper suddely stops what he is doing. (Dusting of the counter), and looks at you with wide eyes. He remains silent during the entertaining, but not quite efficient, intimidation of Grimknobble.

"Well now little fellah, don't'cha come 'ere and be tryin' to scare me! I might be a simple barkeeper, but I ain't that daft! If you want a talkin' with me, be civil. Or I'll get you and your small friends 'ere kicked out of the Boar!"

He sniffs and resumes dusting the counter.

[sblock]Rolled a natural 20 for the will check on Charm Person. Ouch![/sblock]
 

Plith Twinkles

"Ahhhh! Now you guys have done it! We're gonna get kicked!"

*Turns over a small table and dives behind it for cover, peering over the edge at the bartender and holding his mace*
 

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