X4-5: across the mountains - IC

[kinem]

The party returns to the guest house and, though the beds are hard, gets some rest while some keep watch. The rest of the night proves uneventful.

In the morning, the abbot knocks on the guest house door, and greets the party when you open it. Outside, some monks are trying to clean up the mess of the lizardlike creature.

"Good morning" he says. "And thank you! Are you all safe? Good! Congratulations on your success last night! What a relief! Say, who actually killed the monster?"

"We all helped" Nargon says "but I dealt the final blow, if that's what you mean."

"Excellent!" The abbot declares. "You see, the lifting of the curse is a very special occasion for us. We will celebrate tonight with a special dinner. Normally we do not dine with guests, but we will make a small exception tonight. We will prepare a special meal for all of you.

I wish we could dine with all of you but our religion would not allow it. However, I invite you as the curse-killer to join us, and I would also extend the invitation to the necromancer, with whom I wish to discuss the philosophy of death."

 

[Leif]

Rajah Al-Qadim Human Dread Necromancer 8, AC20 FF18 T12, HP50/50, F+6,R+6,W+8; Words in yellow


"Well, sure, I suppose. Are you sure that you can't find room for the rest of us? I feel a bit awkward being one of only two of us who is invited, especially since we all contributed to the success." Rajah then strokes his chin and ponders. "But, you know, Abbot, I can fairly talk your ears off about death."

 

[Walking Dad]

Girgal, AC 23 (T15, FF20), HP 59/59, F +11,R+8,W+13

"Anything we shall or can do until the evening?" Girgal asks.

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Magic spells prepared as usual, but with purify food instead of the second light spell.

Spot+15, Listen+17

Ripclaw has:
Full Attack: 2 Claws +7 melee (1d6+4 plus poison) and bite +2 melee (1d6+2) and tail + 2 melee (1d6+2 plus poison)
Space/Reach: 5 ft./5 ft.
Special Attacks: Leaping pounce, poison (DC 14 1d6 Dex/1d6 Dex), rake 1d6+3
Hide+13, Move Silently+9
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[kinem]

"I apologize" the abbot says "but it would be a breach of our vows were we to dine with a large group of guests.

Today would be a good day for you to relax, if you wish to continue your journey tomorrow. The Great Pass is several miles to the north, and tomorrow I will assign a guide to show you the way.

As our honored guests, I will not ask you to assist with any chores.

I wish I could offer you baths, but our facilities currently need cleaning.

Those of you with a scholarly bent are welcome to browse the library.

Those who wish to practice martial skills may do so in the yard."

 

[Leif]

Bevin Rockhammer Dwarf Rogue2/Enchanter6, AC20FF17T15, ASF 5%, HP44/44, F+4,R+8,W+5; Words in dark orange

"Well, Brother Abbot, I can assist with the cleaning duties! Just give me a few moments to dismiss my current cantrips and prepare some new ones."

OOC: This may not be strictly cool rules-wise, but I thought you might let me get away with it, since it is not done to achieve any advantage for my character, but is only done as a role-playing device. If allowed, Bevin will dismiss all of his prepared cantrips and replace them all with prestidigitation, which he will use as a feather duster and pillow fluffer.

 

[kinem]

ooc: Leif: Sorry, but no can do. If I let you get away with it this time, I would have to let you do it anytime, for the sake of consistency. You can't sneak a PC powerup past me that easily

 

[Leif]

OOC: *sigh!* Ok. I really was serious about it being just a one-shot deal, though. I would never expect to get away with flouting the rules like that for the gain of a character. But, I respect your integrity for ruling this way.

Bevin will just grab a feather duster and get right to work alongside the Monkish Brothers. It's how the fastidious little booger gets his jollies, after all!

 

[Rhun]

The half-orc considers the abbot's offer, but then slowly shakes his head. "Father Abbot, you honor me with your offer to dine with you, but I cannot accept. All of my companions helped in defeating the beast, I simply had the lucky timing to strike the telling blow. It would be unseemly, and perhaps even arrogant, of me to dine with you while my companions dine alone. I hope you understand?"

 

[Leif]

Bevin Rockhammer Dwarf Rogue2/Enchanter6, AC20FF17T15, ASF 5%, HP44/44, F+4,R+8,W+5; Words in dark orange

As he is about to walk off, feather duster in hand, Bevin overhears Nargon's remark. He instantly stands up very straight and motions to Nargon. "A word, please, Nargon? Now!?" And when he and Nargon are speaking privately in very hushed tones that no one else can over hear, he says, "I think you had better accept the invitation. It is no insult to the rest of us to be passed over for an invitation to dine with a bunch of monks, and, more importantly, you may be able to learn something at the meal about what is really going on around here."

 

[kinem]

The abbot says "Perhaps it was luck as you say. I prefer to believe that everything is determined by Fate. In any case there is no dishonor being implied to the rest of your companions, I assure you. On the contrary, you would be permitting our congregation to honor their deeds."