Ok. I am going to try to move things along. I have to travel home the next few days and I need to develop some content for the next part of the campaign, namely, a (detailed) map of the fortress.
The crowd at Kokin's is a pleasant one. Travelers, soldiers, and civilians alike share drinks and tales from the stone counters and in comfortably bedded incense corners. Here and there, a bard performs, a sorcerer reads fortunes, and adventurers bluster at one another.
A feeling of calm comes over you all. For the first time in a couple of weeks. The party can rest. Indeed, the rest leaves you all reflecting on your present adventures. Each of you consider what may lie ahead.
Welcome to level 3. Happy New Year.
Additionally, a courier comes with a large pack, giving you each a note from Gorchag and 10 platinum coins each:
"I am sorry that I could not make it to the inn with you. I am quite busy dealing with the events of the road and the coming storm. Please accept this payment for your services and bravery in escorting me here. You have accomplished more than you know. I will be by soon."
The innkeep offers lodging on the house, courtesy of the First Legion he says.
Feel free to RP, but I'm going to start us off during the night next post. I will assume everyone goes to bed around midnight. If you want to do anything otherwise, now is the time. The current time is 7 oclock in the evening. Merchant quarter is open till 8:30 and is near the tavern. Tavern closes at 2:00 am. You can drink and eat all you wish.
Sunny:
Deep underwater, sleep overtakes you for a while, but when you wake, the path below still beckons. Two routes still remain unexplored under the surface: One of the paths is roughly cut in the side of the tunnel, the other continues down to the source of the aquafer. You taste salt from the rough tunnel.
"Hey Jorus, how are you doing? Hey Micka did you eventually retrieve of those goldies?..."
At Kokin's the bard seems to know everybody, and he makes sure to greet everyone. So it takes him several minutes to go from the door to the bar.
"Kokin, may I have some potatoes and a lemonade?"
He then makes his way to a colorful halfling bard.
"Hey Joradaboumbal! here we are again, I'm ready for another rhyme lesson.
I did some practice but I'm not completely sure, something still evades me.
You said that two words to rhyme need to end alike. So Fish and Finish are ok?
And Heard, Beard?"
The bard scratches his head confused, while the halfling smiles at him. Then they start to play together. Bardolin is surely skilled with the instrument, while making up verses on the spot leads to some funny attempts. Maybe not the best bard for a king banquet but is funny enough to let people have a good time.
Spoiler:
Let's see if I can make some living of it Performance (string) 1d20 + 12 + 2 ⇒ (10) + 12 + 2 = 24 Performance (percussion) 1d20 + 9 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 9 + 2 = 18 Performance (sing/untrained) 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 = 9 Mean value 17: Gain3d10 ⇒ (9, 3, 5) = 17sp Bardolin will stay in the common room till everybody goes to sleep, he usually falls exhausted on the spot and can be found there the next morning. By the way, if somethings happens or wants to go on RPing he will be there
Khaod grunts from the ground and rises to his feet, taking an akward swing up at the monk again, his blood beginning to pound in his veins and he fights hard not to let the battle sing too deeply within his veins and bring forth the wild animal wroth.
"Hey Jorus, how are you doing? Hey Micka did you eventually retrieve of those goldies?..."
At Kokin's the bard seems to know everybody, and he makes sure to greet everyone. So it takes him several minutes to go from the door to the bar.
"Kokin, may I have some potatoes and a lemonade?"
He then makes his way to a colorful halfling bard.
"Hey Joradaboumbal! here we are again, I'm ready for another rhyme lesson.
I did some practice but I'm not completely sure, something still evades me.
You said that two words to rhyme need to end alike. So Fish and Finish are ok?
And Heard, Beard?"
The bard scratches his head confused, while the halfling smiles at him. Then they start to play together. Bardolin is surely skilled with the instrument, while making up verses on the spot leads to some funny attempts. Maybe not the best bard for a king banquet but is funny enough to let people have a good time.
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2 gp extra in tips. But eventually your singing gets you "encouraged" to go to bed.
I'm home now. Thank you for your patience. I'll build the map tomorrow.
Still intrigued by what she feels, Sunny continues -Though she now wishes she had brought her magic light rod and tries to make a mental note to remember to do so next time. (^_^) Yuppers, still swimmin' down.
Also, on another note. HAve lost my regula internet connection for a while. Whille try the very best to keep up with things. *Bows*
Stowing her gear in her room, Lilandra proceeds to have a thouroughly enjoyable night, dancing, socialializing and taking full opportunity of the chance to have a good time.
Does Sunny have any idea how long she's been exploring the tunnels? Such as maybe how hungry she might be becoming? If such is the case, then swimming back up the tunels and such to her freinds and some food would be a motivating factor. (^_~)
Much cheers and best wishes to every one! I be hopin' t' have some regular internets back...um...soon...*Prays quietly to the dice gods* (-_-) Will maybe get some time to add anuther level t' th' lass. Fighter2/Ranger1 that would be makin' it. (^)^( *Bows[/i]*
For the sake of moving things along for the DM and catching Khaod up to the rest of the party, can we say the Monk got up and kicked Khaod's shiny metal butt? :P I kinda feel like I'm dragging the party back ^^
