Tokiwong's 3.5 Game: Chapter 1 (The Swarm)

[Hammerhead]

Kerrik bit back an acidic comment towards the dwarve's manners when he heard they were offering free, cooked food. Who am I to argue? he thinks as he begins eating ravenously.

It's funny how elves and dwarves always argue. One would think they didn't like each other.

You don't like stars? I think they're quite pretty. You're not half an elf if you admit that much. Anyway, you know if any kind of trouble is brewing with the goblins? Sheriff Stone seemed to think so.

 

[Tokiwong]

Kerrik bit back an acidic comment towards the dwarve's manners when he heard they were offering free, cooked food. Who am I to argue? he thinks as he begins eating ravenously.

It's funny how elves and dwarves always argue. One would think they didn't like each other.

You don't like stars? I think they're quite pretty. You're not half an elf if you admit that much. Anyway, you know if any kind of trouble is brewing with the goblins? Sheriff Stone seemed to think so.

Bal grumbled, as he wiped his beard, "You can have them stars then! Trouble, with goblins, hmmph, I wager that would make things half a bit better then sitting on me arse. But I can't say that I have, and I can't say that I know much about this Sheriff Stone. But if there be goblins, and they come near, I will be sure to let you know while I am carving them up with my axe!"

 

[MeepoTheMighty]

Jalban eats quietly, keeping his eyes averted. As the others talk, he occasionally glances around, staring at the faces of the dwarves. He notices Puck staring at him and quickly turns his head to stare at the ground, his blood burning with the feeling of rejection.

 

[Argent Silvermage]

Bjorn looks at Puck and Jalban and gets up and walks over to Puck. "Hello. Your called Puck right? Have you met my friend Jalban? He's really a great fellow. Maybe you two could discuss fighting Goblins. We need all the help we can get and who better to ask about Fighting Goblins than a Dwarf warrior." Bjorn says (trying to effect Pucks reaction through Diplomacy)

 

[Tokiwong]

Bjorn looks at Puck and Jalban and gets up and walks over to Puck. "Hello. Your called Puck right? Have you met my friend Jalban? He's really a great fellow. Maybe you two could discuss fighting Goblins. We need all the help we can get and who better to ask about Fighting Goblins than a Dwarf warrior." Bjorn says (trying to effect Pucks reaction through Diplomacy)

OOC: Dice roll for Bjorn –2 circumstance modifier for speaking on behalf of a Half-Orc to a dwarf. Total roll is an 11, a failure in changing his mood. He is still unfriendly to Jalban, and now Bjorn.

Puck grumbles, “Silence I am eating,” he says gruffly, as he focuses on his food.

Bal shrugs, “Leave him be priest, he won’t hurt yer friend. You say the orc-kin is named Jalban eh? If you kill goblins you is alright in my book, Puck is a little bit sour, angrier then a dire badger he is.”

Puck grumbles, but continues eating.

Kolan watches and shakes his head, “If you want a tip, kill them all and let their foul gods sort them out.”

Bal nods with a mirthful smile, “Aye, they ain’t good for much else, dirty bastards!” taking a swig of the brandy.

 

[ferretguy]

Jason sits on a rock, this may be a little uncomfortable, but at least the entertainment is free...smiling to himself about the interaction between the strange dwarfs and his traveling compainions.
Bal, You'd mentioned dwarven holds, and I, not surprisingly,know not much about them. I would be fasinated in learning more, if you would be willing to tell more of them, and just where do you hail from?
Also....could you pass any of that brandy your drinkin', I have heard dwarven brandy is quite tasty...

 

[Tokiwong]

Jason sits on a rock, this may be a little uncomfortable, but at least the entertainment is free...smiling to himself about the interaction between the strange dwarfs and his traveling compainions.
Bal, You'd mentioned dwarven holds, and I, not surprisingly,know not much about them. I would be fasinated in learning more, if you would be willing to tell more of them, and just where do you hail from?
Also....could you pass any of that brandy your drinkin', I have heard dwarven brandy is quite tasty...

Bal tosses Jason the jug of green mushroom brandy, “Here have a taste, it is good for the soul, forges you with strength and iron! As far as a proper dwarf hold goes, they be orderly, and grand in design. Built into the great peaks, and highly defensible from both the outside and from within, and we don’t waste time on frilly designs, we keep it sensible, and functional. The mines is where it is at, long twisting tunnels built into the roots of the world, mining precious ores, and then putting them to hammer and forge, in proper dwarf fashion! With our keen dwarf eyes we need not light, so you may find it dark in much of the hold, but we be seeing just fine, as such we don’t waste time with all them colors, black gray, and white is all you need!”

Kolan nods, “But a change of scenery is always good every now and then.”

Bal spits, “Bah, that is fool’s talk. Give me a good cold stone rough, hewn straight and true, and the cool stone under me feet for the rest of me days, laboring in the mines, and I could die happy. Moradin would be pleased with my work, he would! Course the Nether Deep is filled with many dangers, and creatures of the foul darkness. The drow chief among them, damn dark elf bastards, impeding right and proper progress!”

 

[Argent Silvermage]

Bjorn gets up and says. "I want to perform my nighttime prayers. Please excuse me. I'll be back in a few minutes." He walks out of the firelight into a small clearing and takes out his priests mantle and prays.
(assuming nothing happens he will be back with in a half hour.)

 

[Hammerhead]

Kerrik sighed. I feel so out of place here, talking to a bunch of dwarves over a roaring campfire. I hope this is something you get used to, as an adventurer. These dwarves seem so short-sighted. Wouldn't they get bored mining all the time? And why would anyone want to mine anyway? That sounds kind of tough, not that I've ever done it. Still, at least the idea of some alcohol sounds good.

Pass some of that brandy, please.Kerrik takes a swig, coughs, and smiles. This is good stuff. So I take it the dwarves don't need to worry much about a goblin attack, eh? Goblin hordes would just crash against the walls of the hold like water against rock?

I have a question though. If you're all for function and efficiency, what do you do with the materials you mine? Obviously, you forge them into weapons or tools, but what them?

 

[ferretguy]

Jason takes a long swallow of the brandy..ahhh now thats more like it, definitly better then that watered down stuff back in Green Hill...Well, sounds like those Holds could bring comfort to oneself, although I must agree with Kolan, sometimes change can bring out the best in you. Speaking of your companions on Mt. Arthof, is it mining that brings them out to mountains with possible goblin infestation? Not that they couldn't handle minor menaces like goblins..