Darry Swiftfoot |
Indeed she might, We could perhaps get you a crate?"
He began with a slight smirk but even he was drawn to the attractive but tall field marshall. The red armor was striking as well.
Find them, bring them back alive.... we can do that. I have a place to stay but uh.... It is a bit away from the gates, You boys want to check out the tavern get a lay of the land, and start tracking these boy-o's down?
He began ruffling Sebastians's ears.
Kazadarin Darlok |
"We can't go leaving the young ones alone. They will all leave. We should pay for someone to watch them. Some one with a good heart that can take care of them while we are about our business."
Bazzle Blast-hazard |
Bazzle looks impressed with Darry's offer. "Well perhaps the line of credit Kroft has arranged for us can help feed the kids considering most of us have places to stay. Or we can stay at the tavern and shift rent money."
Kazadarin Darlok |
"I won't mind moving.
Darry Swiftfoot |
Sorry I had thought I posted this >.<
Darry made his way back home, meandering down the dirty streets trying to figure out the best way to word this. His father was a proud halfling, Once already Darry had tried to help the family with money earned when he was working with the guard to have it refuted. This though... this might be different. He was pretty sure his mother would jump in wholeheartedly. She babied everyone... he kids, their friends, the neighbors kids, the neighbor's kids friends... random passerbyes in the street.
Home was busy, younger siblings running about, screaming laughing playing. Sebastion gave a big ol woof and wagged his shaggy tail as Darry slid from his back.
Yeah yeah go ahead and play big guy.
He said and stepped inside the dilapitated gate. It was easy enough to find his Da, he was in the back room on his old chair grumbling to himself and smoking from his dilipatated pipe. Darry's nose wrinkled at the smell. It was the cheapest of cheap pipeweed.
Hey Uh Da? Me and some new friends have a problem... we uh
He frowned and pulled up one of the stools and sat on it.
We went after Lamm... and father we slew that son of a b++~%. A large friend and another one of his victems smashed his head right in. Anyhow, that's not why I am here entirely you see Da all those orphin kids.. Well we rescued them but we are afraid of them ending up on the street going to the bad awful things Lamm had them doing and its not right. Anyhow we have this house we have them in and some of the acquired coin from that Bastard but they need someone to look after em.
I uh thought you know, you and mum might be able to handle that? I mean youve done a great job with us kids right? The home isnt far from here and I think it would do them a world of good. I came to you first of course, cause I know Ma would jump right to it but ikt cant just be here.
MiniGM |
He takes a deep pull from his pipe then sends out a cloud of smoke.
Its gonna cost some coin, and we are going to need to find something for them to do that is legal.
Another cloud of smoke.
I am thinking that we might need to give them some schooling to. Not for the fain of heart. Now while I am doing this, what will you be doing?
Darry Swiftfoot |
It's almost hard to believe Da, Me and those other fellows that took out Lamm, well after turning in some things to the crown, we were sent to work for the Field Marshal, Cressida Kroft. At the moment we are to track down some deserters and convince them to turn themselves in. We have some coin given as a reward, just let me know what you need for the kids and we'll see that you get it.
He stood up straight, it was hard not to. There was no doubt he was on his way to being a real knight and soon too!
Kazadarin Darlok |
Kazadarin broods as he waits.
Darry Swiftfoot |
D'oh I thought i posted my response already >.<
That sounds like an ideal plan already, I knew I came to the right place Da. Its not much to start but let me get back to my friends and see how much we have to help start things off and I will get back to you very soon.
He began pulling off his coin pouch and empyting the 20 peices of gold within into his hand then handing that to his father.
We do have more consalidated, Do you want to tell ma or should I?
MiniGM |
J Are you kidding?! My pay is watching you explain this to ma. he blows a smoke ring and then shouts
MA! You darling baby boy has a surprise for ya!
A shout comes from the kitchen.
IF YOU DID SOMETHING STUPID I SWEAR I AM BREAKING THIS SPOON ON YOUR BUTT!
She marches out of the kitchen with an apron on and hands on hips
Darry Swiftfoot |
He made a slight face for a moment but then took a deep breath and steeled himself.
Some friends and I may have went to speak with Lamm, ended his criminal activities, have been rewarded by the crown and are now working for the Field Marshal on important city business... which isnt really the what Da is mentioning... what he is mentioning is that we rescued a whole slew of Orphans and the churches dont have a lot of space for them so I thought that perhaps you and Da could sort of take over looking after them for a bit? I mean you've both done such a great job on us I couldnt imagine you couldnt help them."
He said really rapidly keeping a wary eye on the spoon.
Kazadarin Darlok |
Kazadarin stands to the side of the street and looks at the butcher shop. "We can go in and be blunt or try to scout it out. Either way we should make sure any civilians are gone first."
Kazadarin Darlok |
Kazadarin shrugs and begins to turn around. [B]"Good idea. Maybe we can gather some intelligence on this place and the guards.
Knowledge Local: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (19) + 7 = 26
Darry Swiftfoot |
Thanks Ma, your the best
Much much later
Think maybe me and Bazzle can go in and dazzle them a bit maybe seperate them some? I mean no offense Kaz but you biggun's often underestimate us. Pull a few outside perhaps subdue em before we go in?
He began patting Sebastion on the head.
Bazzle Blast-hazard |
Bedazzle nods at Darry's suggestion and takes to gathering info.
Are we there during the day or night?
Taking 10+3=13
hours: 1d4 ⇒ 4
Specifically what is going on at the butcher shop. If it's open I buy some jerky and chat up customers and staff. Customers Bazzle is more inquisitive trying to get the 411.
Kazadarin Darlok |
Kazadarin think for a moment the places his hand on his new friends shoulder. "We will do it your way. Tell me what you need."
Darry Swiftfoot |
regardless Sebastion, no worries I'll get you some meaty scraps for a bit of a snack, aint fair for you to have to wait out here making a puddle of drool eh chap?"
He said to his loyal friend nodding at the dog while adjusting his things to look at least somewhat official and presentable.
Bazzle Blast-hazard |
Sorry. I posted last night but it is gone this morning. I doubt my roll will get much info :( but it will be fun.
Cheshire looks at the shop and then to Darry. "I guess we start as customers see what we can find out."
Darry Swiftfoot |
perception: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (18) + 2 = 20
sense motive: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5
bluff: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (5) + 8 = 13
'Allo gents, Im looking for some scrap meats for my dog outside, large 'unger he has.
He began as he entered with the other small fellow of their trio looking about like an interested customer Trying to not appear too 'suspicious' in his glancing about.
MiniGM |
The two of you enter
A sign bearing the image of a fat, smiling cow hangs above the
entrance to this shop. Inside, a long counter runs over half the
room’s width, beyond which a door stands ajar. A low bench
sits against the east wall, while to the north a marble-topped
table displays cuts of meat before a wide, grimy window. A few
flies crawl and circle in the air above the meat.
Two men seem to be manning the counter
Havent seen you two before...
Bazzle Blast-hazard |
Bazzle looks toward Darryl then at the butcher who spoke to them,"Well need a couple of things. Need something cheap for my pal's dog here, but I was hunting a good jerky. I like spicy what you got?" Bazzle looks at the meat and shoes flies away. "Don't remember this shop around before . . how long you been in business. 'Meats of the World' sounds like you carry exotic stuff, as a self respecting gnome I got to ask what's the most unusual thing you carry."
Bazzle Blast-hazard |
"Two gold is it dragon?" He chuckles and pulls out coin for both the fly meat and the good stuff. He puts the coin on the counter and takes the meat he passes the fly cut to Darryl and tries a bite of the expensive jerky.
Bazzle Blast-hazard |
Bazzle grimaces attempting to be polite.
fort: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 4 = 10
He quickly turns a little pale and coughs but keeps it down. Though he can't hide that its awful.
"Oh wow that must be an acquired taste. What in Urgotha's sweaty cod piece was that?"
Bazzle Blast-hazard |
Bazzle looks to Darryl, "Is that everything you needed?"
Once outside
"We should ask around people who live here or local joints might be mire likely to say something."