Orn Broken-Tusk |
Orn's shows his toothy smile. Enjoying her arm. "They treated me well enough...especially, lately." he has trouble look on his face, "thought I'd not see you again...I was told I was sold to the fighting pits."
His eyes brighten up, "things much much better once nice lawyer come. Hope raised."
Truk'tosh |
Truk felt a pang of anger at seeing Lucrezia wrapped around another orc's arm but he dismissed it quickly. This was his brother and he was finally free. He wasn't going to let some crazy idea of ownership over the beautiful ranger ruin the special day.
Love is patient...
"The food at the Hound is great. You'll love it. The innkeeper's wife makes really good vanilla bean butter."
Truk'tosh |
Truk hands over the coin without a second thought.
Truk'tosh |
This has already cost Truk a fortune. What's another 300 gold?
Grimm Sharpest |
Janiven and Grimm make quick work getting to the north gate heading into the ruined part of the city. The guards are polite and doesn't extort money for the crossing.
"Heard rumors of a fire starter up hear, causing lots of trouble, likes to come out at night but I thought we could canvass the area." She takes a deep breath as they pass into the northern district. "There's a seedy bar up the way, run by dwarf of very rough demeanor but he's loads of information."
I got a rough Demeanor too lass. Sounds like my kinda dwarf. By drink, coin or fist, we'll have a chat. Ye pose yer questions, and give the nod when ye have had enough.
Andrea1 |
Done! Thank you very much. Andrea counts out the money. (3014 gp left for Truk) I do hope you will be in Westcrown for a special event. Orsin is planning to do a special farewell performance. It seems he wishes to focus on some other matters and will be gathering the talents of Calseinica Nymmis and Robhal Nonon. I am certain that he would be more than delighted to give you an excellent seat in recognition of your help to us. Just be sure to pass the word along. Andrea winks slightly as she advertises for her friend.
Orsino 'Orsin' Bessatte |
Her expression is one of doubt, No more daytime matinees...nobody will come if they risk dying...silly"
"That's what I'm hoping for: a day where we won't have to stay inside when the sun goes down."
He gives her a kiss on the forehead and rubs her shoulder. "I'm glad you've agreed to do with this me. I'll give you the details once they've been finalized. I'm thinking the Lovers' Duet from The Andoran Heresey? We can talk about it more later."
Before leaving, he stands in the threshold of her dressing room once more. "You really were lovely up there." He smiles and exits.
Melissaa Loreman, NPC |
Melissaa Loreman, NPC wrote:"So where've you been?"What do you mean? This morning? I wonder what she is getting at?
"You come to the library a bit, then you disappear for days at a time." She emphasizes the word days. "And is it true you are a playboy like Jacque says you are? She finally picks up her icewine and sips it.
baldwin the merciful |
Orsin you manage to find Andrea, Truk, Orn and Lucrezia at that Hungary Hound. There is basset hound at the end of bar, sleeping even with all the commotion going on. The bar is packed and overflowing, you see a stray piece of meat hit the floor and the hound quickly snatches it up, and resumes his sleeping position, before the man could bend to pick it up.
Lucrezia Villanova |
Lucrezia escorts Orn to their table and orders up a good bit of stew, cheese, bread, ale and whiskey. She sits to one side of Orn, giving Truk the option of either sitting next to her or sitting next to his brother.
Janiven |
Gruum the rundown bar is everything you'd expect, it even has the seedy and down on their luck patrons there. All with shifty eyes and loking for a quick easy score.
Janiven takes a second to scout the den, [smaller]"be ready."[/smaller] She enters and flanked by her support. The two of you make your way to the bar, four ales and Hickufr" she tells the barkeep.
The barkeep scowls, "Who'sth astkin'" man missing his front teeth demands.
Truk'tosh |
Truk happily takes a seat next to Lucrezia.
"So tell us brother? What happened in there?"
Orn Broken-Tusk |
His bushy single eyebrow raises when Truk sits next to Lucrezia, "Questions lots of questions...wanted to know about the missing girl" He pauses, "Little sleep at first, always woken up, then lots of water till I was so cold." He stops and shakes a bit. "Lots of questions about stolen property...law breaking.
Truk'tosh |
"Sounds like a rough time but I knew they wouldn't break you", Truk says with pride to his brother.
Truk puts an arm around Lucrezia and tips back his drink like a man without a care in the world.
"So what do you wanna do now?"
Lucrezia Villanova |
"Yes, instead of thinking of that horrible place, think now of what you want to do. You're a free man now and you never have to listen to anything that Alphonse says again."
Andrea1 |
Andrea notices Truk putting his arm around Lucrezia and wiggles in between them. I'm sure that Orn and Lucrezia have a lot of catching up to do, bet Lucrezia has been rather lonely at night eh? Andrea winks at Orn.
Bluff to Truk: 1d10 + 10 ⇒ (3) + 10 = 13
Andrea nods to Orsin as he walks in. Just in time Orsin, we are just going to celebrate not only Orn's release, but becoming a free man as well.
Made a mistake, did 1d10 instead of 1d20
Bluff: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (8) + 10 = 18
Lucrezia Villanova |
"First off, no one claims me. I am my own woman. Secondly, I thought you a lot too and was hoping to talk to the both you later about sharing my affections. Though I had hoped to let you enjoy your freedom and some good food and drink first."
Lucrezia lays a hand on each brothers arm. An affectionate gesture, but also one that will help her to stay between them in case things get heated.
Truk'tosh |
Truk initially raised a brow in confusion at his brother’s hostile attitude but as Andrea and Lucrezia begin speaking he quickly puts things together. Orn had mentioned that he and Lucrezia had had a tumble but he hadn’t said it was anything more than that. The younger but bigger orc’s immediately conflicted, he’d never wanted to hurt his brother but now that he had the perfect woman, he had no intention of letting her go. Truk found an involuntary growl rising in his own throat to rival Orns but he tried to push it down.
”I didn’t know she was that important to you Orn. You never said you loved her. You worked in a brothel, I figured you were ruttin’ with half the girls there.”
Andrea1 |
Ahem, even if it was just having tumbles knowing that Lucrezia is worrying and waiting for him is what helped keep Orn going while in prison. All of us really messed up not speaking up about this before hand and just assuming it would be okay.
Andrea puts a calming hand on Orn's arm. Don't let mistakes drive a wedge between you and Truk. We can work things out so everyone can be happy.
Diplomacy: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (17) + 12 = 29
Grimm Sharpest |
Fair nuff call in this neighborhood. Fer yer trouble. Grimm and the Brothers o Westcrown keep good coin don't ye doub't
Grimm lays down the required coin and 2 extra gold.
Fame1d20 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 3 = 8
Diplomacy1d20 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 6 = 12
baldwin the merciful |
Griim the toothless bartender's hand is lizard fast as he snatches up the coin, he quickly bites the metal with his back teeth to confirm they are gold. he nods his approval, I'll git 'im.
The gesture of placing gold on the bar gets three rough looking half-orcs attention. "Sqautty yer turn ti buy." One of them calls out.
Lucrezia Villanova |
"Orn, I don't think that Trouble here was very familiar with your habits back at the Grotto. Exact details can be discussed later on in private."
Truk'tosh |
Truk remained silent as the girls tried to smooth things over. He matched his brother’s fierce glare with one of his own while the mad jumble of emotions going through his thoughts tried to sort itself out. On one hand, Orn was a rival for the woman he loved. He found himself wanting to flip over the Hound’s table, take Orn to the ground, and tear him apart - the two brothers hadn’t truly scrapped since they were pups but that fact wasn’t on his mind at the time. On the other hand, how would he know if Lucrezia felt the same about him if Truk had to pummel every other male that came within her sight? Not only that, this was his brother – the only family he had.
Love is Patient. Love is Kind.
The teachings of his goddess drifted through his thoughts wrestling with his alpha male male instincts.
Grimm Sharpest |
Grimm places down his cup and wipes the froth frim his beard.
Bout time.
He matter of factly grabs his hammer, but keeps his shield on his back. If it came to blows he would not need it for these two.
Ye musta mistook me fer someone who likes Half breed pigs. Ye want coin from me BOY, speak with a weapon in hand. Now run along to yer whore den mother.
Intimidate1d20 + 12 ⇒ (3) + 12 = 15
baldwin the merciful |
As Gruum is speaking there a loud WHACK on the bar from a studded club, "Ain't no fightin' in my bar ye god foresaken heap of dungpile." The sound of deep dwarven voice, "I'll be servin' orc f*ck'n stew ti'morrow" A nearby patron stops eatin from his bowl - momentarily, then shrugs and continues.
"Now. whose lookin' fer me" the gnarly scarred dwarf demands.
Andrea1 |
Andrea suddenly wishes Fiosa was here, she was much better at soothing over hurt feelings and handling bruised hearts. While Calistria was quite happy to encourage polygamy, when it came to deciding who ended up with who, there was no quarter given. Duels, backstabbing, seduction, all was fair in love and war to The Savored Sting.
Faelyn Sindrel |
Faelyn Sindrel wrote:"You come to the library a bit, then you disappear for days at a time." She emphasizes the word days. "And is it true you are a playboy like Jacque says you are? She finally picks up her icewine and sips it.Melissaa Loreman, NPC wrote:"So where've you been?"What do you mean? This morning? I wonder what she is getting at?
Do you remember what I was researching the last time I came to the library? Faelyn leans over to whisper. Wow! She smells good! Me and some adventurers are trying to end the threat of the shadow beasts. He lingers for a minute enjoying the closeness. After a few seconds, he leans back. I am a different man than I was.
Truk'tosh |
Truk's growl reaches a crescendo in response to Orn's challenge. Truk clenches his massives fists and stands with fire in his eyes. The aggression is undeniable in the air when the younger orc opens his mouth to speak.
Love is Patient, Love is Kind
It does not Envy, it does not Boast, it is not Proud.
Rather than say something harsh or throw a punch, Truk pounds the remainder of his drink, grabs Lucrezia to spin her around and kisses her fiercely. While doing so he squeezes her ass.
He watches his brother's reaction, making sure he gets an eyeful.
Orsino 'Orsin' Bessatte |
Orsin's eyes dart back forth as the scene unfolds. This could go sour very quickly... Struggling to come up with any ideas, Orsin casts glibness under the table.
"You all might die in a few moments if you keep kissing each other and stop to give me your undivided attention."
Bluff: 1d20 + 16 + 20 ⇒ (2) + 16 + 20 = 38
Ugh, crap roll, but I still challenge anyone to Sense Motive me.
Grimm Sharpest |
As Gruum is speaking there a loud WHACK on the bar from a studded club, "Ain't no fightin' in my bar ye god foresaken heap of dungpile." The sound of deep dwarven voice, "I'll be servin' orc f*ck'n stew ti'morrow" A nearby patron stops eatin from his bowl - momentarily, then shrugs and continues.
"Now. whose lookin' fer me" the gnarly scarred dwarf demands.
Tha'd be me and the lady. Well, mostly the lady. I just prefer the company o people who got a pair. He casts a look at the Half-orcs.
We here yer a dwarf who knows a bit bout the riff raff around. Could be we could get rid o some riff raff if ye've a mind ta share a bit o knowledge. Longer trading hours interest ye?
Diplomacy+Fame (I think)1d20 + 6 + 3 ⇒ (14) + 6 + 3 = 23
Truk'tosh |
Truk breaks off his kiss but doesn't remove his own giant mitt from Lucrezia's rear at Orsin's completely believable warning.
"What's that Orsin? Is there trouble?"