AZ's Tower of the Last Baron (Inactive)

Game Master Azure_Zero

What's the DC on the barkeep check?

Know(nobility): 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (17) + 2 = 19
Beers in order above
Know(local): 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (14) + 1 = 15
Know(local): 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7
Know(local): 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (9) + 1 = 10
Know(local): 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (12) + 1 = 13
Know(local): 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4
Know(local): 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (12) + 1 = 13
Know(local): 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (17) + 1 = 18

Nathon frowns at the list of beers. He doesn't recognize any of them but the Dragon's ale and that one isn't a favorite of his.

"Are any of these Pilsners?"

Look in Previous spoilers,
but you failed Black Jack and Dwarven Beer

Give me an Ager's 11. Ezekial sips the ale and continues to get a feel for the room.

Fort: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (10) + 2 = 12

Thraxin waits for the barkeep to get Dune's drink and speaks to the group in a low tone, "Maybe we should send them some drinks and see how loose there tongues can get." He nods over to a table with the two buzzed guards.

Then when the barkeep returns, "I'll take a Agers 11 as well."

Since they apparently don't serve water here, Darian says, I'll have an Elven Mead.

"Tea," Simon says. "Jasmine, if you have it. Black if you don't. No cream. No sugar."

"I'll join the others in an Agers, I guess." Nathon flips a gold piece onto the counter. "And I'll pick up this round for all of us."

He considers Thraxin's plan, then adds, "And another of whatever the baron's men are drinking."

Barkeep:

"So
1 Water,
3 Agers
1 Elven Mead
And for tea, we only have Earl Grey, and Green is that acceptable?"

"An order of Dragon Ale for the guards?"

Note when you drink alcohol in my games you have to roll a fort save.

"Green, then," Simon says, his tone betraying some displeasure. "No cream, no sugar."

What was the DC on the know(local) versus the bartender?

Fort Save: 1d1d20 + 6 ⇒ (12) + 6 = 18

Nathon sips the beer experimentally, then smiles and takes a deeper draught. He looks around at his companions, and announces, "Not bad after a dusty journey."

More quietly he adds, "Who wants to approach the guards?"

The higher the more info was revealed

Darian picks up his mug and takes a sip.

Fort Save for Elven Mead: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (6) + 8 = 14

"I'll have an elven mead, as well."

fort: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 2 = 8

Sigh...

BarKeep:
"Seems the lady is a lightweight drinker, getting a buzz on one glass of Elven Mead."

Fort Save: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (9) + 7 = 16

The tiefling sips at his drink, "Probably will talk more to you one of you norms." Thraxin comments.

Simon immediately slips an arm across Tarasi's shoulders, bracing her up -- and directs a flat glare at anyone giving her any opportunistic looks.
"Water and tea for the lady," he tells the barkeep. "And a private room for her to recover in."

So barkeep, we just arrived with a caravan. Security seemed more, well, secure than normal coming in. What gives?

"I knew I should have just had tea..." she mutters.

Her cat gives her an indignant look and starts to lead the way to your quarters.

BarKeep:

"The Baron picked a side and it pissed the other off.
And the other side now wants to fix the problem."

Nathon looks around at the others. Guess it's up to me, and maybe Darian. He tries to catch Darian's eye and jerks his head toward the guardsmen. Then he pushes off from the bar and saunters toward the baron's men.

Mind if I or we if Darian comes along sit down with you gents? I'm new in town and need to learn the lay of the land." Disarming smile, slight hoist of the beer mug.

Diplomacy, take 10 to start. If I have to roll, then 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (7) + 8 = 15

Nathon flatters the guards, "the guardsmen always know what's really on with the quality before everyone except the bed-maids". He'll try to get the guards' views on the town's chances and what the baron is likely to do with "half the Andoran Army camped outside his walls." He plays it like he might be looking for a job. "Would the baron be looking for more swords? How's the pay?" If asked about himself he uses the cover story. "Me and my mates, were guarding the caravan that just arrived. We were hoping to deliver the goods and get out before the Andoran's arrived, but their army was just too fast. Looks like we're stuck here now." He definitely tries to keep it gossipy. No direct questions about the defenses, the number of the baron's men, or other questions a spy might be interested in.

Darian looks a bit disconcerted when Nathon signals him to come with him, but goes along, bringing his mead and water with him.

Assuming the guards let them sit down, he takes a seat at the table, but doesn't say anything, just drinks from his mugs, it's obvious he's uncomfortable.

Guard ??:
"We don't mind so long as you can pay and play, ha ha ha."

Thraxin takes his drink and wanders around the bar listening to the people to get a feel of things.

Perception:1d20 + 8 ⇒ (7) + 8 = 15
Sense Motive:1d20 + 10 ⇒ (19) + 10 = 29

Simon gets Tarasi into a room, settles her on the bed, puts the water jug within her reach and parks a chair in front of the door.

"Yes," he agrees, "you should have stuck to tea. Drink lots of water and then sleep. I'll sit guard. No funny business."

Guard ??:

"We don't mind so long as you can pay and play, ha ha ha."

Nathon smiles at the feeble jest and slides into a chair. "Paying that's always the thing isn't? And while I've got a bit of coin now, I don't have many prospects of earning more until this siege is lifted unless the baron is hiring. I was wondering if he is hiring, and what sort of man he is to work for."

Guard ??:
"I don't know any of that, since us guards are divide up into ranks and areas.
And if you have the coin, why not see if you can make more."

"Well how's the duty? Are the officers right bastards? Can you get a full night's sleep? Do they issue decent gear or do you end up buying your own? Is it a good life working for the baron?"

"As for making coin with coin, the only way I know to do that is ganbling, and I've got a beggar's luck. I never come out ahead."

Guard ??:

"Well how's the duty? Are the officers right bastards? Can you get a full night's sleep? Do they issue decent gear or do you end up buying your own? Is it a good life working for the baron?"

"As for making coin with coin, the only way I know to do that is ganbling, and I've got a beggar's luck. I never come out ahead."

"It's not bad, as for sleep, it depends on the person and their job.

"So if the siege is a long one and I need a job, who would I talk too?"

Guard ??:
"It's a bit creepy but, You don't talk to anyone, they talk to you."

Zeke listens, watching the others in the inn in case someone show too much interest.

Other?, who are you referring to?

Just everyone else in the room, Bartender etc.

"Hmmm" Nathon sips his beer. "That is different. How do they know you want to be a guard? Are do they just look for the fittest men in town?"

If I'm holding anything up, we can cut this short, if you like, AZ. This is an interesting wrinkle though.

@Ezekial Dune,
I'll need a perception check, and or sense motive check.

@Nathon,
You not holding up, waiting on actions of others.
As this is an infiltration module actions will have cause and effect

Guard ??:
"I don't know the answer to that, if I did I'd try to get some friends in since the pay is better than most jobs."

Perception: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (3) + 10 = 13

Sense Motive: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (15) + 4 = 19

Nathon shakes his head, "Sounds like our chances of picking up a new job with the baron are slim. What about rich folks who would want their home and belongings protected if the Andorans break through. Anyone like that in town?"

The last question is really just to provide cover. Doesn't sound like we're going to learn much from the guards.

Guard ??:
"You could of, if they were still here. Most of them let I was told."

That line might cover a drunken guard, but not the watching/listening shadows.

"What about a little entertainment for some men who've been on the road for a while? Any place like that in town?"

Guard ??:
"A bard entered town a day or two ago, and performs some great stuff.
Good enough to forget some of the s**t that happens in life."

Simon continues guarding Tarasi's privacy and rest -- *cough drunken stupor *cough* ;) -- and is a perfect gentleman about it.

Noticing the bartender's interest in Nation the tiefling moves back to the bar and signals him, "Can I get another ale. The crowd seems a little restless, the entertainment late?"

BarKeep:

"Yah, she should be out in a few moments. As she likes to perform well, put on a great show, and make the audience happy."

Darian listens to the conversation happening at the table, remaining silent before finally asking a question of the guard. What is this "gambling" you speak of?

Sorry I've been out of touch, it's been a busy week.

Guard:
"It's a simple game, see who scores the most points on the dart board, winner takes the pot.
Wanna have a go, heh?"

"That sounds more like a game of skill than gambling. I'd give it a go."

Darian looks at the guard blankly, You're playing for a pot? Do you like to cook?

You get the sense Darian is not exactly worldly.