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Forzakhad wrote: "Not too fast... easy.. easy... we are all unproficient on the water.."
No charge please.
Uh-hu...
I would not have decided for a charge as well, but Guard's not the 'Captain'. heh
Guard keeps rowing his rhythm, trying to get the boat alongside the ship somewhere where it would be easy to get aboard.
Hearing the Captain's orders, Guard continues to row towards the ship.
Upon recognising the bolts Guard stops rowing, looking at the captain for an decision if he still wants to go further towards the ship, risking lives.
Guard stays in the boat for starters, trying to get a good hold to the ship to let others get on board.
If somehow possible. Strength roll?
As if ordered to, Guard sits down next to the paddels of the boat, hitting a fast tempo with his rowing.
"I might try that, but I'm not really good at sneaking. Maybe It can do that, while I watch his back?"
"Or me and It could simply walk to the ship. But that's probably not the best of Ideas." Guard mentiones, his heavy flail resting on his shoulder.
After taking his seat again, Guard decides that he doesn't like the taste of the grapes and pushes the bunch back at the table.
"Anything else? Or shall we be on the way? Or do we meet at the docks?
I'd like to get some... diplomatic tools." he asks.
meaning his heavy flail
One after another Guard has pulled the grapes from the bunch, examining their taste carefully, before getting to the next grape.
Listening to the conversation going on, he thinks, then getting up, bowing to Lady Vanderboren, speaking: "I will be of your service for regaining the ring from your ship, for the promised 200 gold to be payed after you have access to your families vault through gaining the ring."
Guard, not beeing served beforehand, now reaches out for a bunch of grapes, pulling one grape from the bunch, then slowly putting it in his mouth, appearantly trying to get the taste of it, while listening to the conversation going on.
He then speaks: "So we only would have your word, if we would take on the task?"
Guard follows the others to the dinning room, looking around the hallways and rooms, searching tapestries, paintings and the like.
As Lady Vanderborn greets her guests, Guard bows, speaking: "I have to thank you for your invitation." then taking a seat, somewhere around the middle of the table.
Guard arrives mostly in time, looking around, trying to memorize the people already in place, searching for known faces. He nods to the elderly halfling following her into the hall. As he sees the other warforged, he is a little surprised, but tries to not let that be seen. Guard nods towards It, then turning to the tapestries, examining them.
Keeper of Forbidden Lore wrote: The ancient halfling nods and replys that shall be fine. As she makes her way out of the workshop. ... Guard carefully folds the note again, looking around in his stale, where he could put it to keep it at least somewhat safe. After laying it on the bench of his cart, he goes back to ponderin the unfinished sword, thinking: [i]Maybe that halfling, what was his name again... whome I made the gauntlets for knows of that lady Vanboren? Vanderbren? Me and the names... Maybe I should take on a new name? I'm not much of a Guard in the last times. Smith would be more appropriate nowadays. ...
Keeper of Forbidden Lore wrote: Making her way from the bar the wizened halfling looks about then moves with a purpose.She walks into the market area and after a few questions walks into the stale used by Guard. She looks him over and speaks
"You would be the one they call Guard would you not? I have a message for you."
She pulls a note out of her satchel and hands it to Guard.It is of fine
quality paper sealed with wax
** spoiler omitted **
Looking down on the halfling Guard nodds, answering: "I am Guard." He then lets go off the hammer and the unfinished sword, reaching out for the paper, opening the seal and reading it.
"You may tell the lady Vanderboren that I will be attending tomorrow. I hope it is no problem that I will not be propperly dressed for such an occasion?" Guard says, placing his palm on his adamant-chest.
Not far from the pub at the market people pass by another warforged, him being covered in heavy adamant, seeing his work on another sword. He pounds the heavy hammer against the steel lying on the 10times as heavy anvil he brought with him, checking the sword taking form every few blows.
Hanging on a nearby wall he has some gauntlets, obviously for a smaller person, possibly waiting for their owner to pick them up.
They are nicely worked, though for the experts eye they don't seem masterwork.
They bear fine details though that make them worth more than the standard gauntlets every basic armory would sell. For example there was a sign of a shield worked in the back of the hands, the shield depicting the guidon of a moderate wealthy halfling family.
10 Perception checks: Perception (1d20=20, 1d20=1, 1d20=15, 1d20=7, 1d20=19, 1d20=16, 1d20=3, 1d20=11, 1d20=17, 1d20=6)
10 Attack and damage rolls: Attack and Damage rolls (1d20 4=17, 1d10 6=16, 1d20 4=8, 1d10 6=15, 1d20 4=21, 1d10 6=13, 1d20 4=16, 1d10 6=13, 1d20 4=21, 1d10 6=12, 1d20 4=8, 1d10 6=9, 1d20 4=11, 1d10 6=16, 1d20 4=17, 1d10 6=11, 1d20 4=15, 1d10 6=8, 1d20 4=10, 1d10 6=8)
Isn't the appearance of a warforged with his own anvil on a cart famous enough?
A Warforged smith trying to do some art with it, mind you.
If that's not enough, I try to come up with something more spectacular...
Guard is ready to roll. (he thinks)
Guard is mostly done.
Stats will be added over the weekend.
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