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Navior's Jade Regent (Inactive)

Game Master Navior


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Sandpoint is a quiet little town... No, scratch that. Sandpoint wants to be a quiet little town. Goblins have always been a problem and the Sandpoint Devil used to terrorize the countryside, but the real trouble has come in the last decade. First, there was the Late Unpleasantness, in which a killer known as Chopper claimed 25 victims and a terrible fire ravaged the town, claiming the life of the town’s beloved priest Ezakien Tobyn.

Then, in 4707 at the Swallowtail Festival and dedication of the new church which had been built to replace the one that had burnt down in the fire, goblins attacked Sandpoint, attempting to burn it. It was primarily only through the efforts of a band of heroes that Sandpoint was not overrun by the goblins and burnt to the ground. These heroes ended the goblin threat for the time being, but also discovered other strange goings-on. There are many rumours as to what exactly went down, but during it all, Lonjiku Kaijitsu, one of Sandpoint’s founders died, apparently at the hands of his son Tsuto, who was then killed by the Sandpoint Heroes.

The heroes went on to do work for Magnimar and other places away from Sandpoint, but they were there again the following year, at the next Swallowtail Festival. They had been invited for a feast in their honour. They ended up defending the town from attack yet again. But this time, it wasn’t goblins attacking. It was a dragon! And giants! The Heroes lived up to their reputation and beat back the invasion. They went on to find the source of the invasion, a journey that took them north away from Sandpoint, and Sandpoint once again returned to a semblance of normality.

For the last couple of years, the town has managed to hold on to the “quiet” descriptor it so desperately wants. Sheriff Belor Hemlock has built up the town’s defences considerably and the people live in relative security. However, goblin activity is on the rise again. The Licktoad goblins of the Brinestump marsh have become unusually aggressive. The reason for this uncharacteristic bravery is quite clear: Somehow they have armed themselves with a considerable supply of fireworks. Several merchant caravans and travellers have been attacked so far. According to the victims, the damage caused by the horses panicking at the sight and sound of the fireworks has been almost as bad as the goblin attacks themselves. With the last few attacks resulting in severe injuries to three travellers, the problem has escalated from an annoyance to a threat. The attacks have not yet inconvenienced Magnimar, and so the City of Monuments has not done anything to help.

Sheriff Hemlock has restored Sandpoint’s old “goblin bounty” after years of inactivity to try to encourage adventurer types to seek out and kill goblins. The town of Sandpoint will pay 10 gp for every relatively fresh pair of goblin ears delivered to the town hall. An additional reward of 300 gp will be given to the group who can bring in the head of the Licktoads’ leader, Chief Gutwad.

Unfortunately, there aren’t a lot of adventuring types around these days. Once upon a time, the countryside was full of them, helping to keep goblins at bay. But the removal of the goblin bounty years ago and recent rumours that an ancient Thassilonian city has been discovered have caused adventurers to head to the northern mountains and beyond. Many Sandpoint residents have begun to worry that another Late Unpleasantness may be on its way and that the Sandpoint Heroes won’t be here to defend them this time.

It an old cliché that every story starts in a tavern, but in Sandpoint, the Rusty Dragon is one of the most popular places, so it’s unsurprising that some stories might start there. It is the oldest inn in town, notable for the impressive (and quite rusty) iron dragon that sits on its roof, gazing out over the town. Its proprietor, Ameiko Kaijitsu, last surviving member of the founding Kaijitsu family, is one of the most popular and beloved personalities in Sandpoint. Many seek out the Rusy Dragon just to hear her music or to eat the spicy and exotic food she serves.

And so, cliché or not, on this morning, the 4th of Rova, 4711, six people whose destinies are about to entwine, find themselves, each for reasons of his or her own, in the Rusy Dragon at the same time...


Malan stops to read the sign. This is where she said to meet her. It doesn't exactly inspire confidence. He walks in and finds that the aroma wafting from the kitchen is to his liking. This might not be too bad after all. Malan finds his seat.


A large, heavily built man with shoulder-length black hair and a reasonably tidy beard walks into the Rusty Dragon with a wide grin and breathes deeply.

"Ahhh," he rumbles with pleasure. "It's just as I remembered! The odors of fine brewed ale, sweet wines and foods that burn a hole in your belly can only mean thing: Aago Belwas is home!"

He is dressed plainly, in loose brown trousers and a matching brown tunic that hangs to his knees. At 6'6", Aago stoops a little as he moves into the common room, with long experience of avoiding low hanging beams and candelabra. He walks right up to the bar, drops his backpack to the floor beside a stool and slaps his palm on the finely polished wood.

"Ameiko! What wines have you for a thirsty traveler this fine day?"


Female Human (Chelaxian) Wizard (conjuration) 2

Outside in the street, a blonde woman whose robes mark her as a professional wizard, begins to walk by the Rusty Dragon, then stops. With an odd nostalgic smile on her face, she goes back to one of the windows and crouches down to peer through it, glancing around her as if she were accompanied by invisible companions. She looks over her shoulder at the Mercantile League, almost as if she expects someone to accost her from that direction, then smiles again, looks back through the window to pinpoint a remembered location, then walks around to the main door and enters, going straight to a particular table and settling herself into a chair. "I wonder, could he even see us from here?" she murmurs to herself.


"No! I'm serious!" Melon enthusiastically explains to Ameiko, who's face is marked with a single O of disbelief. "Each of them were this big -" Melon indicates with a fist, "- I've never seen them that big before; dangling like two giants from his massive rod."

Noticing "Malan" above, in our live games its an old and repeatedly confirmed adage that those with a single-name die first. I'll hope that won't be the case :)


AC 11/11/11; Max HP 20; Current HP 12 Effects:

Almost unbeknownst behind the wizarding woman, a bony-armed, white-haired gnome slips into the Rusty Dragon and makes his way to the bar. Wearing the plain brown robe of an Irorian ascetic bound by a simple belt of assorted scarves, he struggles slightly as he climbs, or rather, scales the bar stool. He stands upon the stool, bowing reverently and formally to the person behind the bar.

"Sheriff Hemlock just purchased one of my paintings, so I have some coin for one of Ameiko's delicious concoctions. I'll have one of whatever the special is, please." He bows again and seats himself.

The gnome looks over and up, and up, and up at the enormous man at the bar next to him. "I thought the Sandpoint Heroes kicked the giants out years ago," he says to the man with a smile. He stands once again to repeat his ritual of formal bowing. "I am Gilfroy Fezziwig, and you are new in town."


"Not so much new to town as newly returned," Ameiko says, quickly covering up her shock at the red-haired woman's statement. She turns to face the big man. "Aago, isn't it?" It's been awhile."

She reaches behind the counter and pulls out a couple glasses, placing one in front of Aago and one in front of Gilfroy. "I have a very nice Korvosan wine," she says to Aago. "Young, but full-flavoured." She takes out a bottle and pours him a glass.

Turning to Gilfroy, she says, "As for the special, how about this?" She takes out another bottle, holding it in such a way as to cover the name on the label and pours the gnome a glass.


"Ameiko! You remember! 'tis truly a pleasure to see your lovely face again. All seems to be going well at the Rusty Dragon and with you as well, I trust. And is that Melon? Truly, nothing has changed!"

He thanks Ameiko for the wine and lowers his head to breathe deeply of the wine's fragrance. "Ah, a fine choice." Before drinking, however, he turns his attention to the wee man beside him.

"Some of us know better than to anger the likes of the Sandpoint Heroes! Aago Belwas am I, and as our hostess astutely noted, only just returned to town. Born and raised in Sandpoint, why I had my first tankard of ale in this very room!" He frowns at the memory.

"I was only a wee lad then, you understand, and knew little of the world." He lifts his glass. "To homecomings, old friends and new!"


AC 11/11/11; Max HP 20; Current HP 12 Effects:

"Well, naturally a drink is always appreciated, although I did have in mind some of your delicious vittles." He sips the drink and smiles. "But this is indeed 'special'."

He reaches into his pouch for some coin, seems to struggle with something momentarily, then manages to pull out the required money.


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"Well, welcome back to your town, then," Gilfroy says.


"I didn't think he'd be able - but he has the biggest whopper, hard to argue with that." Melon, returning from her revery, only now really realizes Aago has returned. "Aago! Welcome back! I was just telling Ameiko of a fisherman I met in Korvosa. A fine specimen. The whopper."


"I'll have some food brought out for you shortly," Ameiko tells Gilfroy. "It'll be three silver pieces altogether." She turns to Aago. "And two for you. If you all will excuse me for just a moment."

She moves from behind the counter and crosses to where Malan is seated. "Welcome to Sandpoint and the Rusty Dragon," she says with a smile. "I'm Ameiko. If you need anything, just let me know."

She then moves on to Corinna's table. "Good morning! Welcome to Sandpoint!"


Aago dips a hand in his purse and pulls out 3 silver, sliding it onto the bar in front of him and finally taking a sip of the wine. Rolling it around in his mouth for a moment, he swallows and closes his eyes with satisfaction.

"Not bad, not bad at all!"

Finally he looks over at Melon. "All the way out to Korvosa, eh? I was out there a few years back myself but I never got to know any fishermen or fisherladies, though there certainly were a fine barmaid or two with other features of note. How have you been?"


Female Human (Chelaxian) Wizard (conjuration) 2

Corinna has been fidgeting in the chair, slumping down and then sitting up straight, all with an eye on seeing how good a view of the window can be had from this chair. "Oh!" she responds to Ameiko's welcome with a nervous laugh. "I'm sorry I was just seeing.... That is, I was here some ten years ago ... well, not here, out there, actually ... I...." She looks at Ameiko more closely. "I'm sorry; you must be the Kaijitsu girl, yes? I heard you'd bought the inn. My condolences about ... your family," she concludes awkwardly, then holds out her hand. "I'm Corinna Valdemar."


Malan frowns at the warm homecoming. What are they so happy about? They will only leave again.

"Honey-wine, if you have it, and some vegetables." Malan responds to Ameiko. "Also, I am waiting for someone, an elf named Shalelu. If you know her, would you let her know that Malan is here waiting for her?


Male Human Cleric 2; AC 15; Hp's 15/15

Entering the Rusty Dragon, Rajah looks around at the busy tavern. Seeing Ameiko, "Ameiko, love! How are you doing, my dear?!" He walks over to her, giving her a friendly hug. "I'm sorry I haven't been..." He stops, realizing he's interrupting her conversation. "I say, I do believe I've interrupted your conversation! Do forgive me. Please." Turning to Corinna, "I hope you will forgive me as well, Madam. I promise I'm not normally this rude." He gives her a wink, along with a wry smile. "I shall not keep either of you any longer. Please, return to your conversation. There is one I need to speak with at the moment, anyway. Again, apologies." He excuses himself, moving over to where Gil is seated.

"Gil, my good gnome!" Smiling as he gives him a pat on the back. "Those paintings of yours are catching on like wild fire. I might have heard Father Zantus speaking of obtaining one for the cathedral, BUT, you did not hear that from me." He winks. Then turning and noticing the behemoth sitting next to him. "Fan-tastic! You are quite the large fellow, aren't you! I say, I don't believe I've seen one as large as yourself that isn't some form of giant-kin." In awe over the heighth of the man, Rajah realizes he's gawking at the man and stops, finally introducing himself. "I'm The Blue Rajah. A pleasure."


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"Close your mouth, my friend. If you don't stop staring, we'll have to start calling you the "Green-With-Envy Rajah'."


Malan wrote:

Malan frowns at the warm homecoming. What are they so happy about? They will only leave again.

"Honey-wine, if you have it, and some vegetables." Malan responds to Ameiko. "Also, I am waiting for someone, an elf named Shalelu. If you know her, would you let her know that Malan is here waiting for her?

"Shalelu! Yes, I think you'll find just about everyone in Sandpoint knows Shalelu. I didn't know she was back in town, but I'll point her in your direction if she comes in."

Ameiko turns back to Corinna. "Ten years ago was right around when I bought the inn," she says. "I'm sorry, but I don't remember..." She is cut off as the Blue Rajah sweeps in. She receives his hug somewhat awkwardly. When he moves off to Gilfroy and Aago, she looks back to Corinna. "It's getting busy in here and it's not even noon yet. Can I get you something?"


Aago's ears pick up the most beautiful word in common and he momentarily forgets his conversation with Melon. "Shalelu? Yes, she should be by shortly I expect."

He turns to regard the newcomer with a welcoming smile. "My greatfather was fond of saying that his greatfather had only been looking for a little warmth one cold winter when he came across the most beautiful, albeit rather hairy, woman he'd ever laid his eyes upon in his life. She was a little rough but he rather liked that in a lass and what are a few broken ribs in the pursuit of love, eh? The woman bore him an exceptionally large, hale son before wandering off again. Some now say it was a giantess, but my greatfather's greatfather always considered her to be a lionness with a woman's form, and quite the form it was!"

He realized that he'd gone a little long in his introduction. Mention of Shalelu had that effect on him. "Alas, I am the runt of my own litter, and though my mum always called me 'wee lad', you may call me Aago, friend Blue. Or is it Raja?"

By the way, what does The Blue Raja look like?


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Ameiko Kaijitsu aka Navior wrote:


Ameiko turns back to Corinna. "Ten years ago was right around when I bought the inn," she says. "I'm sorry, but I don't remember..." She is cut off as the Blue Rajah sweeps in. She receives his hug somewhat awkwardly. When he moves off to Gilfroy and Aago, she looks back to Corinna. "It's getting busy in here and it's not even noon yet. Can I get you something?"

"No, you wouldn't," she replies quietly, looking down at the table for a moment before looking up again with a smile. "You were ... away, and then ... I went away, to Korvosa. I'm afraid you made much more of a sensation in our town than I ever did. Goodness, it's early. A small glass of wine, perhaps?"

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"Coming right up," Ameiko says with a smile. She heads back to the counter to get the drinks for Malan and Corinna.

As she does so, the tavern door opens and a tall, blonde elf enters the room. She's dressed in travelling clothes, with a cape and a quiver of arrows on her back. She carries an unstrung bow in her hand and a short sword is sheathed at her waist. You all recognize her instantly: Shalelu Andosana. Those of you who grew up here remember seeing her when you were children, looking the same then as she does now.

She's been a sort of protector of Sandpoint for many years, never living in the town, but often nearby. She hunts goblinoids and other creatures that might prey on the town. Rumour has it that she accompanied the Sandpoint Heroes for a short time four years ago and help them to liberate Fort Rannick to the northeast.

She nods to Ameiko and goes straight over to the table that Malan is seated at.


As she approaches him, Malan stands and bows in respect.

Elvish:
Stars shine upon you, Elder.
He says in a formal rather than familiar manner.


Melon cheerfully gives Aago a brief hug. "I've grown-up quite a bit. What was it? A good dozen or so years ago? Shy and poor-of-word. Yep, that was me. We barely spoke." Melon laughs, "That changed over time - in part thanks to Ameiko here. I've traveled quite a bit. In Varisia at least." She notices Corinna fully, finally, "Oh! It is you! Hah! We barely knew each other: two quiet girls from opposite ends of town - no surprise really that we didn't get to know each other much. Weren't you into books and stuff?"


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Melon Sash wrote:

She notices Corinna fully, finally, "Oh! It is you! Hah! We barely knew each other: two quiet girls from opposite ends of town - no surprise really that we didn't get to know each other much. Weren't you into books and stuff?"

"Erm, 'stuff,' yes," Corinna responds, a bit overwhelmed by Melon's welcome. "I'm sorry, but I don't recall.... I was educated by a governess, you see, and didn't mix with too many of the girls. You are...?"


"Aye, you certainly seem to have changed," Aago says to Melon, thinking of her story. "But you and Ameiko were always close and I suppose some things never do."

As Shalelu walks in, Aago begins to turn away from the bar, her name on his lips but stops as she approaches the elven stranger. He frowns uncertainly.

"Who is that elf?" His voice is unusually soft, almost a whisper.


Male Human Cleric 2; AC 15; Hp's 15/15
Gilfroy Fezziwig wrote:
"Close your mouth, my friend. If you don't stop staring, we'll have to start calling you the "Green-With-Envy Rajah'."

Rajah turns to Gil and shrugs, unable to dispute how fantastic it would be to be that tall.

Aago Belwas wrote:


He turns to regard the newcomer with a welcoming smile. "My greatfather was fond of saying that his greatfather had only been looking for a little warmth one cold winter when he came across the most beautiful, albeit rather hairy, woman he'd ever laid his eyes upon in his life. She was a little rough but he rather liked that in a lass and what are a few broken ribs in the pursuit of love, eh? The woman bore him an exceptionally large, hale son before wandering off again. Some now say it was a giantess, but my greatfather's greatfather always considered her to be a lionness with a woman's form, and quite the form it was!"

He realized that he'd gone a little long in his introduction. Mention of Shalelu had that effect on him. "Alas, I am the runt of my own litter, and though my mum always called me 'wee lad', you may call me Aago, friend Blue. Or is it Raja?"

Feeling like that was more information than he needed, or wanted, Rajah shakes it off and responds. "Rajah is fine my good man. Now, I must say, if you are the runt..." He stops there as he just can't imagine even taller humans, and pats him on the side of his arm. "Your mother must have been a woman with quite the fortitude." He looks to Gil, mouthing the words, "Seriously? The runt?" Still having a difficult time believing it.


Male Human Cleric 2; AC 15; Hp's 15/15
Aago Belwas wrote:


"Who is that elf?" His voice is unusually soft, almost a whisper.

As Aago walks away, Rajah is about to say something else to Gil before he hears, or thinks he hears, the large man speak. Turning to Aago, "I beg your pardon? Did you say something?"


Aago hasn't actually stepped away from the bar yet.

Shaking his head, Aago looks back to Rajah. "Hmmm? Oh, nothing. I just realized there are other strangers yet in this place. Any idea who the elf there is? Not Shalelu, everyone knows her, the other."


Malan wrote:

As she approaches him, Malan stands and bows in respect.

** spoiler omitted ** He says in a formal rather than familiar manner.

Shalelu nods to Malan and takes a seat at his table. She begins to speak to him in Elvish and takes his hand comfortingly.

Elvish:
"Sorry I'm late," she says. "I was held up on the way into town. I'm very sorry to hear about your loss."


Aago Belwas wrote:

Aago hasn't actually stepped away from the bar yet.

Shaking his head, Aago looks back to Rajah. "Hmmm? Oh, nothing. I just realized there are other strangers yet in this place. Any idea who the elf there is? Not Shalelu, everyone knows her, the other."

"I can't say I recognize him," Ameiko says quietly as she takes out a couple of glasses and begins to pour wine into each of them. "Someone known to Shalelu obviously."

She finishes pouring the wine, collects the glasses, and carries them out, one to Malan's table and one to Corinna's. She asks for 2 sp from each of them. "Good to see you, Shalelu," she says while she is at Malan's table.


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"Oh ... I ...," Corinne digs about in a little pouch fruitlessly. "Have you change for a gold?" She brings out a recently minted coin from Korvosa. "I'm sorry; I'm traveling and didn't want to carry a great deal of weight in coins."


Aago glowers as he sees Shalelu take the elf stranger's hand and he gulps down the rest of his wine.

He puts the glass down on the bar none too gently and with a tight voice says, "I'd like another. Have you a stronger vintage, Ameiko?"


Elvish:
It happens. You seem to be rather popular around here. I can wait while you get reacquainted with your short-lifed friends.
While others hear the expected elven arrogance, Shalelu notes a hint of anger or maybe jealousy in his voice.


"Whooaa - this place suddenly filled up quick-like. Ameiko, shout-out if you need someone to cover the trays." She looks at Aago again, "Stronger drink? It's not really the time of day for that. Are you okay?"


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Gilfroy looks from Aago to Malan and back again. He smirks.

"I've seen that look before, friend giant, and I would hazard a guess that if you were to smash up her common room, she would be less than impressed. Besides, that doesn't look like a 'let's go out back and make our ears dance' kind of hand holding. Her eyes are sad, not smitten."

Are they speaking loudly enough for Gil to hear? He speaks elven.


Corinna Valdemar wrote:
"Oh ... I ...," Corinne digs about in a little pouch fruitlessly. "Have you change for a gold?" She brings out a recently minted coin from Korvosa. "I'm sorry; I'm traveling and didn't want to carry a great deal of weight in coins."

Ameiko nods, reaches into a pocket on her apron, and pulls out several silver coins to provide Corinna with her change. "Don't worry," she says. "I know what it's like to want to travel light."

She returns to the bar just in time for the exchange with Aago and his request for a stronger drink. She looks over at Shalelu, then back at Aago. "Melon's right," she tells him. "It's a bit early for the strong stuff."


Gilfroy Fezziwig wrote:
Are they speaking loudly enough for Gil to hear? He speaks elven.

Shalelu's not actively trying to avoid being heard. There is a bit of distance between her and Gil, but he can still make out most of what's being said.

Shalelu gives Malan a sad smile.

Elvish:
"Unfortunately, I can't stay long, but we'll catch up soon."

After another brief word in Elvish to Malan, she stands up and heads over to the bar. She nods briefly at the group gathered there, but then goes straight to Ameiko. "Ameiko," she says, now speaking in Common, "can you put a notice up on your adventurers' board for me? There's something strange going on with the Licktoad goblins, and I don't mean their recent attacks. There hasn't actually been an attack in a week. It's like they decided to go on a rampage and then just suddenly stopped. I'd be glad, except on my way into town I met a fisherman who claims he saw several armoured skeletons wandering parts of the swamp. I also haven't heard anything from Walthus in ages. I'm a bit worried. I'd go myself, but I've already agreed to investigate a purported dragon sighting to the north. I'm hoping maybe somebody else might investigate the swamp."


Aago looks askance at the gnome and Ameiko. "It's never too ea--"

But then Shalelu arrives and he straightens, all thoughts of the drink forgotten. "Good day, Shalelu! There's no need to post a notice on the board. I'll get right to it. Goblins, skeletons, whatever it is I'm sure I can handle it." He grins and tips a wink, crossing his well muscled arms over his chest.

"Whatever you need, Aago Belwas is the man for the job!"


Shalelu turns to Aago. As an elf, she's quite tall, but Aago is still quite a bit taller. She looks up at him. "That's very good of you...Aago, did you say your name was? I can't offer you any payment for this, but keep in mind that Sandpoint is offering the goblin bounty. I wouldn't recommend you go on your own though. You look a capable person, but there's always strength in numbers. Do you have any friends who might want to go with you?"


Melon (not always the sharpest tool in the shed) whispers to Corinna and Ameiko, "Ooooh! He's sweet on her, isn't he?" But she pipes up towards Shalelu, "Don't worry about his giant behind, I'll go along too - what about you Ameiko? Oh, you probably need to keep this place running til we back. Do you want to come along Corinna? There's bound to be interesting things out there: monsters, dripping wet swamp, leeches, mosquitoes, vermin of the flying nature, vermin of the crawling nature." Melon pauses to reconsider, but then decides she's already given her word.


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Corinna looks up from sweeping her change into her purse, but her face grows paler by the word, listening to Melon's recital of what might likely be awaiting the headstrong Shoanti giant. "Yes, well, as tempting as all that sounds, I'm afraid I have to decline. Not really my cup of tea. I'm only in town for the fortnight."


"I shall have little to do while I am in town. I will accompany you to learn what happened to the goblins."


Aago smiles and claps Melon on the shoulder. "Excellent! Our journey will give us plenty of time to catch up."

To the quiet young woman, he nods. "That's quite all right, milady. No need for you to put yourself in any danger when there are capable folk like Melon and myself at hand."

He eyes the elf warily. "Shalelu is certainly correct that there are strengths in numbers but you look a mite delicate for a task such as this. Perhaps it'd be safer for you to remain here where you can relax."


"That's hardly a fair assessment, Aago," Ameiko says. "You don't even know him. He may not be the giant you are, but that doesn't make him delicate."


"Who you go with is your own choice," Shalelu says, striding back over to the Malan's table, "but I can vouch for Malan's abilities." She sits down and leans close to Malan.

Malan or Perception DC 15 AND Elvish:
"Of course, I wouldn't blame you if you change your mind after that reception."


"BOOM! We have a party!" There's a bit of reckless energy, an excitement for the future, in Melon's eyes. She goes up to Malan and offers her hand. "A word from Shalelu goes a long way round these parts. I'm Melon. And if I heard correctly, you're Malan? hehe - go figure. I'd have suggested to distinguish us by features, but, ahem I don't really have much in terms of melons." She indicates her modest chest.


Aago shrugs and smiles, scratching at his beard. "I never said anything about size...Melon's the one who's concerned with a man's...girth. All who want to come are welcome but I wouldn't want anyone to get hurt. Nasty swamp, goblins, skeletons and all that."

He lifts a large hand in a warm gesture.
"Malan, is it? Well met! I look forward to getting to know you better." His smile broadens and he turns back to Ameiko. "Now how about a drink to celebrate the occasion, eh?"


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Corinna looks around the room in astonishment. "Are you all serious? I've heard stories about strangers agreeing to take on dangerous charges and do foolhardy things in taverns, but I always assumed there would have been more drinking involved first."


Ameiko smirks and leans on the bar. "I've seen crazier things happen. To be fair, Aago and Melon know each other already." She shrugs. "Sort of. And Shalelu's word really does go a long way in this town. It is perhaps a little foolhardy for three people who barely know one another to take off after goblins and skeletons and such, but everyone has to get their start somewhere, I suppose." She straightens up. "But you should not feel pressure to run off into a swamp with complete strangers."

Ameiko pulls out a wine bottle from behind the counter, and starts to hold it out towards Aago, but then holds back. "One bottle on the house," she says. After a pause, she adds, "To be split between everyone here. And that's it. If you have too much before even walking out the door, you won't be killing any goblins. They'll be killing you." She places the bottle on the counter.

Corinna (and others who haven't spoken up yet about joining the group), don't worry about declining if there doesn't seem enough incentive yet to join. Further incentives will come along shortly... :)


Aago accepts the bottle with a grin and begins to fill glasses.

"The drinking is how we start getting to know each other. There's nothing quite like a nice vintage amongst strangers to begin forming the bonds of friendship."

He hands a glass to Melon and places another one in front of Malan. "Last time I saw you, Melon, you were little more than a girl and bawdy stories weren't a part of your repertoire. What can you bring to the fight if we get into one?"

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