When Stoogie brings your breakfast, he smiles broadly. Well, if that ain't the group that saved my business! Remember my proposal do ye? Whenever you're ready, feel free to take a look in the basement. You'll find plenty of stuff there. If you're looking for anything in particular, ask me. Euchrid:
Stoogie has everything but the spellbook and the scrolls. In the basement: Apparently, Stoogie is making quite a living for himself as weapon smuggler. Every Simple and Martial weapon is available in normal and masterwork quality, you also see some weapons in exquisite chests. It's obvious they're worth something. There is also a crate with armors in which you find light and medium armors of normal quality. Last but not least, you find a chest with several kinds of potions.
The female bandit protests few when being carried away by Euchrid, seemingly prefering jail to the company of the adventurers. She still can't walk straight tough, and seems about to collapse at every step. A little worried, Stoogie runs to her aid. When she is being handed to the soldier, his captain and collegue return. The captain praises the soldier and the citizens: We were looking for this one since a year! An excellent job, citizens! There is a reward on the head of this one, I'll make sure it is delivered to you by tomorrow. We should return to the Doge's Castle now to report this strange explosiont. When they leave, Stoogie sighs of relief. That was a close one... Don't you ever bring my inn in such danger again, will you? They almost found my wares! What's with the surprised look? Yes I make some dealings. Small weapons, armor, potions, minor magic items... But I don't want to pay taxes on them, so I keep it hidden. Let's say... If you keep quiet about this and avoid trouble to my inn in the future, I'll give you a small discount. Do we have an agreement there?
I'm loving your actions. Throwing out a bomb out of the window to distract possible opponents followed by this manoeuvre of Senthiri. Good job! Stoogie doesn't know what's happening anymore. An attack? He runs to the bar and takes out the crossbow he kept there for difficult situations. Then he joins Senthiri next to the soldier. "Good job and good to see you're ready! We'll teach them a lesson!" The soldier starts to get nervous because of armed men close to him and his comrades further away."Please, go back in sirs! We don't know what is happening and we have orders to arrest a dangerous person!"
Nervous, Stoogie takes some time while opening the door. Clumsier as usual, he finally opens it and looks straight into the face of a soldier. The soldier starts speaking: We're sorry to disturb, but we have received orders to - ... The soldier is interrupted by a loud explosion. Immediately, he turns around and gives orders to the two soldiers behind him. Where did that come from! Quickly, we must get to the bottom of this. Soldier! Guard the door and see no one leaves the building, we'll make our arrest later. You, follow me, we can't allow the city being under attack! Stoogie watches them all, shaking his head in confusion. Making an arrest?
Loud knocks on the door wake Stoogie up. Again. Slightly irritated he mumbles something about never peace for a poor innkeeper. The knocking repeated, this time accompanied with a male voice. In the name of the Doge, open up! Quickly he jumps to his feet. Now? At this hour? He grabs the keys and runs to the door to open it.
Stoogie is quite confused about this sudden talk, but goes with it for the moment. For a moment he thinks he hears something and looks away, but he sees nothing and turns to Senthiri again. I see. Well, can't hurt to see what you're talking about. When you see this friend of yours you can bring her along. And this tavern, my friend, this tavern is where his tale began! He had been trying to perform in all others, but I gave him a chance, I did. One of the better decisions of my life, he has earned me lots. Comes back regularly, then disappears for a few months. But always comes back for ol' Stoogie. DM Roll: Perception: 1d20 ⇒ 3
Sense Motive: 1d20 ⇒ 9
Stoogie was overjoyed with the extra gold. Will do Sir! Please, feel free to take this. It's a city map, I hear not all of you are Valesmen so I tought it'd be usefull. In case you didn't know, we're in the south of the city, the big building with the "J" shape right between the south gate and the docks is my precious Shark's Tooth.
Stoogie started to like this new group. One empty room filled anyway, now more food. Good, he was going to earn some money tonight! In a terrible good mood, he went to the kitchen and ordered the cook to cease cleaning the kitchen and prepare another seven meals. Then he grabbed the wine and went upstairs. Seven meals coming up, here's the wine already. One question tough... Leon is coming back tomorrow for another performance. You're not gonna scare him away again, are you?
Stoogie was observing the group suspiciously. Meddling over an amulet, scaring his bard away... Bah! He didn't like it at all, and was just about to throw the refugees and their friends out, when they asked for a room. Ah! This changed affairs. Ah, good to hear you're not going to scare away all my clients. It'll cost you tough, 5 silver a day. If you take it, payment in advance and you can go up, first floor, second door on the left. |