Caelin gets out of the wagon and says, "Well I'll go take a look around, since I gave my word on it already any help always welcome and if not that's ok also" Caelin looks at the bowman and says. "I didn't get your name by the way, but if your ready let's move along" looks back at Polson "Take care of my stuff while I'm away"
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Polson looks over his shoulder then realises the human is in fact talking to him. "Er, sure thing" Polson says, not used to being trusted enough with others goods.
As folks are about to ride of to do a little hunting, Xenos speaks up, "Hold on folks. Y'all must not be to familiar with this area. In about an hour we'll be reaching Nivakta's Crossing. Not the best of towns, but big enough for us to stay the night. All y'all have some coin to get a room, don't you?"
Location for the night is Nivakta's Cross in the middle of the map. MAP
Currently, there is no road going to the south, but you all do meet up with another group of explorers. They're being lead by a low-ranking noble by the name of Maeger Varn.
As folks are about to ride of to do a little hunting, Xenos speaks up, "Hold on folks. Y'all must not be to familiar with this area. In about an hour we'll be reaching Nivakta's Crossing. Not the best of towns, but big enough for us to stay the night. All y'all have some coin to get a room, don't you?"
"Ey, and we be appreciating the ride and your, your...Hospitality." says a gruff fire bearded dwarf from the corner of the cart. "The names Angus, Angus Skulkiem, and your Xenos..ain't that right?" says the dwarf, extending a scarred, calloused hand to Xenos.
With only an hour to go to their destination, Polson carefully cuts some strips of meat and wraps them up. He packs his meagre belongings into his bag and checks over his equipment before nudging Angus with his foot. "Some food, master dwarf?"
Angus
the bandits!
A reminder to everyone, Oleg's Trading Post is still several days travel from Nivakta's Crossing. This is just the stopping point for the night of the first day.
"Ey, and we be appreciating the ride and your, your...Hospitality." says a gruff fire bearded dwarf from the corner of the cart. "The names Angus, Angus Skulkiem, and your Xenos..ain't that right?" says the dwarf, extending a scarred, calloused hand to Xenos.
Xenos responds in dwarven,
"Ye ain't poisoned it..have ye darkelf?" Agnus says with wink as he takes a strip of meat "HA! just foolin me boy...heard ye talking with the others and ye seem all right to me" bellows Angus, smacking Polson on the back. "Com'on lets get moving. Gotta be more excitment in this place than in this damned cart"...oh and thanks for the meat"
Within minutes of Xenos reminding folks this isn't the end of the road, you all arrive at the edge of town. There's a 10 ft. wooden palisade around most of the town, but there are also several buildings outside the walls.
Perception checks.
Perception
Perception
Knowledge:history(of Nivakta's Crossing)
Polson:
Knowledge (local)
The people of Nivakta’s Crossing are sturdy, down to earth, and possess stunted senses of humor. Serious to a fault, they are somewhat suspicious of visitors from what they call “the South,” but they’re willing to take the PCs’ coin for trade nonetheless."
Perception
Polson hops down off the cart and stretches in an exaggerated manner. Offering a hand to Angus to assist his egress from the cart Polson begins to stride towards Maeger Varn. "Time for a drink I think!"
Angus
Perception
Knowledge (history):You know it's rare for a year to go by without the centaur's of the Nomen Heights causing some trouble for the people of Nivakta's Crossing. According to Rostland, that is.
Polson hops down off the cart and stretches in an exaggerated manner. Offering a hand to Angus to assist his egress from the cart Polson begins to stride towards Maeger Varn. "Time for a drink I think!"
"A drink?! Well that sounds more like it. I haven't prayed all day. Lets go."
Looks at Angus and says, "Naaahh it's not poisoned, and the name is Caelin, Mr Angus always a pleasure to see a dvergr, care to join me for a good mead and pork at the tavern?", Caelin smiles and says, "Well I hope there is a good tavern in side and a good song or story to listen"
Polson, Wisdom check.
Caelin, you notice the half-drow wandering off alone.
"A drink?! Well that sounds more like it. I haven't prayed all day. Lets go."
"The best music I hear during this travel Angus, the best in deed, I'll buy the first round for Polson and you" Smiles
Looks at Angus and says, "Naaahh it's not poisoned, and the name is Caelin, Mr Angus always a pleasure to see a dvergr, care to join me for a good mead and pork at the tavern?", Caelin smiles and says, "Well I hope there is a good tavern in side and a good song or story to listen"
1d20 + 5
Extending his had to Caelin "Nice to meech ya. As a matter ye fact..Me and..and" Looking to Polson "What's your name again son? ...were just about to toss back a few prayers..wlcome to join if ya like"
Perception:
If she can see them, Constance wants to keep an eye on the other adventurers, maybe even size them up.
Sense Motive: (to size up other party.)
Constance
The group appears to be very well organized and highly funded. Their gear is top grade as well as their mounts. If you weren't so virtuous, you'd be envious of their outfit.
Shakes hands with Angus, "Nice to meet ya too lad! Let's go get us some place to take those prayers"laughs out loud,"the Dokkalfar name is Polson or dark elf as you call it" whispers to Angus "Shy little fellow, told him a good beard would make him more manly" smiles
Xenos yells out to the party before they get to far away from the wagon. "Make sure you all stay at the Pirate's Slug. It's the only inn in town big enough to hold a group our size."
Xenos then mumbles as he starts taking stock of everything the half-drow "borrowed" from him.
Constance keeps an eye out for Polson, ready to step in if he looks like he is going to get into any trouble.
Xenos yells out to the party before they get to far away from the wagon. "Make sure you all stay at the Pirate's Slug. It's the only inn in town big enough to hold a group our size."
"So let's follow our instincs to find a good place to drink mead and eat pork, and maybe a girl or two" looks at Constance "warmer winter's indeed" Caelin smiles happy
Perception:
"Then the Pirate's Slug it is then! Com'on Caelin me friend..we'll grab Polson on the way...Angradd tells me that one may need some watching after." bellows Angus to Caelin as he heads towards town
Caelin, you easily spot the Pirate's Slug. It's not the worst place you've spent a night.
"Then the Pirate's Slug it is then! Com'on Caelin me friend..we'll grab Polson on the way...Angradd tells me that one may need some watching after." bellows Angus to Caelin as he heads towards town
Looks at Angus and gives him a pat on the back "Oi! last one in buys the pork" winks to let him know it's a joke and laughs, Well Polson! extends a hand to give him a little push
"Common guys right this way" Walks into the Pirate Slug and takes a look around for an empty seat and a peek at the people in the tavern.
Perception:
Caelin, you notice two groups of people. The first looks to be local just in to have a few drinks before heading home after a hard day. The second, looks to be either military, or mercenary.
Caelin, you notice two groups of people. The first looks to be local just in to have a few drinks before heading home after a hard day. The second, looks to be either military, or mercenary.
"Hello and good evening, this is a proper church for some prayer Angus, at least my sort of prayer is prayer" looks back to find Angus
Caelin, you notice two groups of people. The first looks to be local just in to have a few drinks before heading home after a hard day. The second, looks to be either military, or mercenary."Hello and good evening, this is a proper church for some prayer Angus, at least my sort of prayer is prayer" looks back to find Angus
"Ey! most proper!" says Angus winking at Caelin "Barkeep!? Three of your finest meads for me and me friends!"
Sense Motive
Angus, the majority of the patrons don't pay y'all any attention beyond an initial look when you enter.
Just as Xenos finishes securing his wagon and horses for the night Erian rides into town with the choice parts of a good-sized elk.
"Anybody in the mood for a nice backstrap?" Erian calls out with a grin. "Like I said, plenty to eat out there...you just have to look a bit. This one was a true beauty, but it must have been in the rut, since he practically walked into my arrow." Dismounting from his horse (while looking about for a stable boy), the half-elf holds up the choice piece of meat. The bloody mess (obviously well harvested and prepared), contrasts somewhat with Erian's boyish look and expensive accoutrements.
Erian look around the settlement to get a sense of the place, thinking back on anything he might have heard or read...
Bardic Knowledge (+2 more regarding humans)
Perception (+2 more vs. humans)
Xenos walks up to Erian and says, "Stable is over there, it's self service in this place. Leave 5 silver in the wooden box inside on the left to pay for the feed and space." He then heads to the Pirate's Slug to enjoy a few pints and a meal of stewed kidneys in vegetable broth.
Erian takes care of his mount, ensuring it is adequately rubbed down and able to rest for the next day before securing some feed and water. Looking in his coin pouch, he counts only two silver. Hmm, I wonder if they'll knock a bit off in trade for some fresh meat...otherwise I'll have to get some coin back on a room.
Looking up at Xenos, he asks, "So, where are the rest? And do you think anyone here will be up for a little trade on some meat and a rousing tale? I could spin a yarn or two that might be of interest, I'm certain!"
Erian
To the south of Nivakta's Crossing is the Nomen Heights, an area more dangerous than the Greenbelt. For the most part, the Nomen Heights are controlled by the Nomen Centaurs, hence the name. The mountains you can see to the west south west is the northern arm of the Tors of Levenies, which are the natural boundary between the Greenbelt and the Nomen Heights.
Erian notices Xenos is nowhere in sight.
"Toast for a new friendship, adventures, mead and women" looks at Angus "So do what brings you around here have an intresting story to tell a merry song?"
About a half-hour after Caelin and company enter the bar, Xenos joins them. The waitress walks up and brings him a bowl of stewed kidneys in vegetable broth as well as a pint of ale.
Another half-hour later, Erian arrives looking a little nervous.
Looks at Erian "Oi, bowman what's ye name by the way? Oi! Barkeeper a drink for my fellow here, he's dry and empty, look at 'im he's even shaking!"loughs out loud "Make it fast poor man is gonna drop like a log and as cold as one if you don't bring it soon enough!" looks at kidneys "Are you sure you don't want pork?
"Thanks, friend. Erian El'ranelen at your service. And if it pleases everyone, I've got elk steak ready for roasting if anyone's interested." Erian slaps the backstrap he had carried in down on the table to illustrate his point. He calls out to the entire room "Meat for any that take a liking! and then adds, with a look to the bar, "assuming you folks are up for the cooking?"
Taking a seat with Caelin, he again calls out to the crowd, "And I might spin a tale or two, if any are interested in hearing such things..."
Perform (oratory)
Laughs out loud "Lad you must be drunk already!? by Erastil I'm an Ulfen but I take your remark as an honor and a good joke extends a hand to Ilya Caelin is my name, gives a pat in the back to Angus my fellow dvergr here is Angus, points at Xenos over there is Xenos a friendly and little upitty but a fine man, points at Erian our story teller, singer and good hunter,pat Polson in the shoulder and that one is Polson little shy and he's right over here Caelin raises his mug "A merry song I hear! let us sing this song to get a long well friends" whispers to Ilya "Eat the pork unless you like the kidneys" disgusting face "drink the mead or the ale good for the spirits and the singing"