So we start of 20 years before the events of Critical Role, In a shifty town (Kind of like pre Nolan-Batman Gotham), the town is somewhat ruled by the criminal underworld, while the police can do nothing or even take part in the activities. But we start on a smaller scale, and start with a single piece of paper, an advertisement sent out by aspiring guild leader Vanessa for aspiring adventurers
It gives a tavern address, and carries the message "Any aspiring adventurers looking for a way to make some cash should come on the 7th of September (That day) at 6 and look for the tiefling"
DOT
Rrath do you have a specific idea on how you find out about this gig, or r u good with me making something up
Rrath sees to it that the caravan safely reaches its current destination, some small town, much like others. He was paid his 2 gold by the merchant, and he needed to slack his thirst.
Spotting thr hubub in the street, and seeing the dark elf looking at a note, he approaches.
What gives?
He can see a tavern referenced on the note at a glance.Rrath is very imposing. He is large and well-muscled with tribal tattoos and scars from battles all over his exposed arms. The Greataxe sheathed on his back and the two handaxes on his belt leave nothing to the imagination.
Well now, I was headin' there anyways...
What does it say?
i put what is said on the 2nd post
Chaq had confiscated the advertisement from a young man after one of his sermons. He likely would have dismissed the matter but for the last line... a Tiefling, best to take a closer look at this proposal. If it was a crude front for a corrupting influence he would root it out, if it was of a less dubious nature then perhaps it would be worthy of consideration...
Chaq of House Caex donned his armour and checked his gear. One way or another he might have use for it soon.
Rrath it says "Cash, 7th, 6, Tiefling" at the first glance, and u get the rest when nilelane flicks it away
Chaq did u go with life or it is the weekend now and i got nothing going on it would be nothing to spend 5 minutes doing some edits real quick
Ok
So we are waiting on dan, gnomezrule, vrog (Character done), and Ken
Rrath gets the gist of the ad and makes his way to the tavern, looking for a tiefling and his next job.
Chaq is already there, Nilelane do you follow?
Roll just a general perception check
Just generally scanning the room you see some shifty figures, and u see in a corner a female tiefling about 15-16 looking, waiting and drumming her fingers
A woman enters the tavern and looks around. She was wearing leather pants and a tightly wrapped leather tunic that accentuates her impressive curves.
She has a pistol shoved through her belt and the handle of a shortsword sticking up over her left shoulder. Her dark hair and almond-shaped, emerald-colored eyes almost hint at an Elven heritage, but the rest of her shows that she is completely Human.
The woman walks right up to the Tiefling and say "I understand you're looking for adventurers." before holding out a notice.
She says "ah yes I am, are you a taker? Did u see my suggestion in the chat?
"It depends entirely on the job, but you can count me as interested."
"My name is Morgana. You might say I'm a troubleshooter. I find trouble, and shoot it."
Rrath approaches the tiefling.
Axe for hire, here. My name is Rrath.
He steps back and stares at Morgana, assessing her.
The clink of metal and heavy footsteps fills the air as a huge golden scaled dragonborn moves through the tavern casting disdainful dismissive looks about freely before laying his eyes on the tiefling.
As he draws closer symbols of Bahamut as well as noble heraldry, a golden dragon rampant on a quartered red and green field. "I'm Chaq of House Caex. You have me curious as to what you had in mind?"
She grins and says "for years this city has been ruled by its criminal overlords, and I know some people who would be very interested to have a band organized to clear out their area. The offer is you would go to the house of kanos, and help him out with some subterranean spies. Y'all would be payed 50 up front, and 50 after the deed is done"
Ken and Dan you guys can hear this in the background
Sy, with his elven hearing, listens in on the odd gathering of people over on the other side of the tavern. While the money means little to him, the chance of freeing people from the grip of the crime syndicate does perk his interest.
"Would you maybe consider one more for your group?", he asks as he walks over to the others.
A typical elf, he is dressed in light-studded leather armor and armed with a longbow, sword, and dagger. He sets a traveler's pack down on the ground as he steps forward. His clothes and gear, while in good condition, show signs of travel and heavy use. The elf himself stands just shy of 6 feet and has the typical slim build of his people. Long black hair is braided in a single queue down his back. Piercing blue eyes flick from person to person as he awaits an answer to his question.
She says "I would be fine with that"
Noticing Rrath watching her, Morgana says "Lookings free. It's touching that'll cost ya."
Turning back to the Tiefling, Morgana will say "Who are we meeting at House Kanos?"
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She says "he provided me a package to get you in the community, then tell the gates your there to 'clear the rats from the basement' and they will take you there"
Might they notice we are a bit well-armed for rat catchers?
"they are interested in the cause as well, many of them have families in the shiftier part of town, and it is in their best interest to help"
"Curious. You speak of 'subterranean spies', do you have more details? You said rats later but unless they are being mystically coerced I assume that's a colourful turn of phrase."
She chuckles and says "indeed"
"but unfortunately I can't provide you with more info"
"I guess I'll be seeking clarification the old fashioned way." Chaq looks to the others before eyeing the tiefling woman once more suspiciously.
She says "maybe you will be able to get more info from euril, the head of the kanos house"
She holds out the package and points out a stamp "well known and expensive brewery"
She says "that is all well and good, but I only got half up front as well"
"As long as everything is reasonable I'll assist but if this is some trickery to spread injustice there will be a reckoning." The hulking Dragonborn leans forward "But if you are innocent of any such action you can rest easy. The fangs of a servant of Bahamut are for the throats of villains."
She says "thanks for the warning" waiting for Ken and gnomezrule
Whispers has seen these small papers here and there. "Aspiring adventurers." The tabaxi lets out a sigh as he rubs the spot on his studded leathers where the emblem of the watch has been torn free. "A catman's gotta eat."
Throughout the morning and afternoon. Whispers makes rounds and chats up old friends from the City Watch. It has been a few weeks since 'the incident' cost him his career and what had become his recent mission. He stayed close with those he could trust, still chatted up the ones he knew he couldn't trust and even though he's not the watch anymore his old informants were still willing to be chatty for drink or a few coins.
A little more than an hour before the expected time Whispers is going to go to the tavern and order a drink. He is going to keep his hood up and find an inconspicuous spot. He sits fiddling with some string. When approached by a server he orders a warm drink quietly.
Frustrated that he can't hear very well and he catches the Dragonborn's accusing eyes, he sighs. If the Dragonman made you the drow has you dead to rights. He shifts and stands. His feline eyes glowing under his hood. He approaches the table casually.
"I hope I am not too late." He pulls back his hood and his feline features come to light. He smirks, "I heard something about catching rats."
You do not recall anything, you hear a guy talking to someone about "the tiefling's job", but had to dart away to escape attention,You talk to a couple people who tell you about a cocky upstart tiefling trying to start a guild called the slayers take
You realize that the majority of the time Vanessa has been talking she has been watching you, and when you approach she says "you finally come to talk, I was hopeful the cat did not have your tongue"
Whisper's tail twitches in a tight swish, his eyes flash playfully, "Devil is in the details."
"I would not have blamed you if you had not come, curiosity killed the cat"
And her tail swishes similarly