Fortitude:1d20 + 2
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Fortitude:1d20 + 2
Fortitude #2:1d20 + 2
Karthas takes Oleg to the side
"Oleg, I realize that it may be something that you can not or do not want to acquire, but I was hoping you could get a hold of a set of locksmith's tools, Hopefully something a bit more subtle than my 'Numerian lock pick'". Karthas says, pointing to his warhammer.
Karthas takes Oleg to the side
"Oleg, I realize that it may be something that you can not or do not want to acquire, but I was hoping you could get a hold of a set of locksmith's tools, Hopefully something a bit more subtle than my 'Numerian lock pick'". Karthas says, pointing to his warhammer.
Oleg chuckles and says, "Aye, my friend, I know a man who knows a scoundrel and so on. I can get you some brought down from Restov. What sort of quality are you interested in obtaining?"
Oleg chuckles and says, "Aye, my friend, I know a man who knows a scoundrel and so on. I can get you some brought down from Restov. What sort of quality are you interested in obtaining?"
"I would think I'd be needing them often, but when I do I would like them to work. Let's go for something of better than average quality."
Oleg chuckles and says, "Aye, my friend, I know a man who knows a scoundrel and so on. I can get you some brought down from Restov. What sort of quality are you interested in obtaining?""I would think I'd be needing them often, but when I do I would like them to work. Let's go for something of better than average quality."
Oleg quotes Karthas a fair price.
"Seems a fair price." Karthas says, handing the gold to Oleg "How soon can expect to have the picks?"
Karthas looks to Rani for a response to Jhod's question
"If my companions are willing, I certainly am."
Berenkor nods approvingly at Karthas' question as they meet the priest of Erastil.
Aye, I believe we should aid him. Erastil is close to my heart, if not quite as close as ale and song. Berenkor chuckles.
At some point, Berenkor enquires of Oleg if the masterwork chain shirt he ordered is ready yet?
Oleg replies to Berenkor's inquiry about his chain shirt. "Why yes, my friend, it just arrived yesterday with a small shipment of goods and coin! Here you are, and let's try it on for size."
Svetlana is overjoyed when she is presented with her wedding ring. Through the tears, she gently chastises Oleg for sending the party into danger, but it is clear that she is glad to have the heirloom back. As promised, Oleg extends the party 1000gp in credit at his trading post.
Svetlana also takes the radishes with a grin and promises to make the party a soup the likes of which they have never tasted. She was right! A few hours later the Chartered Six enjoys the fruits (or in this case vegetables) of their labor in the form of what may be the tastiest stew they will ever eat.
After the meal, 'Lana presents the group with their promised rewards; an everburning torch and a broken Wayfinder.
Berenkor's Plans for the day at Oleg's
1. Berenkor will visit Kesten Garess, and enquire how the prisoners are getting along, and whether Kesten has learnt anything from them. Also to get a status update from Kesten, and ask him to send a runner to Restov to inform them that we have defeated about a dozen badits, and made an alliance between the local Kobold tribe known as the Sootscales and civilisation. Diplomacy roll if needed-
2. Berenkor will enquire of Oleg how the two former bandits are getting along, and if they are keeping their word. He will also visit Gilbert and his fellow personally and have a stern chat with them if they are slacking (Diplomacy roll), and if they are performing well will congratulate them and try and give them a pep talk (Diplomacy roll)-[
3. Berenkor will check the bulletin board to see if any hunters have left further requests.
4. Finally, Berenkor will organise another 'social night' at Oleg's with Oleg's permission, inviting Kesten and his men to join them and trying to attract passing by travellers and hunters to the trading post and bring Oleg some business.
5. After a few hours of harassing travellers with promises of a fine evening of entertainment (riding around on his horse seeking people), Berenkor will spend the rest of the evening upon the walls of Oleg's, providing entertainment for his fellow Chartered Six and any relevant guests through tales of their deeds, and a bit of drunken comedy, and will grin and ask Eseldra to join him with her woodpipes.
Perform:Comedy
Perform:Oratory
6. After this, Berenkor will get roaring drunk with his comrades and eventually pass out from exhaustion, hoping Rani can cure his fatigue tomorrow after the evening he's in for.
Eseldra will happily pick up her scroll components that she ordered from Oleg and put in an order for 150 gp more.
Eseldra will happily pick up her scroll components that she ordered from Oleg and put in an order for 150 gp more.
Eseldra will happily pick up her scroll components that she ordered from Oleg and put in an order for 150 gp more.
Kesten is cordial to Berenkor, if not completely friendly. When Berenkor tells him of the Sootscale alliance, his eyes widen. Though dubious, Kesten promises to send word to Restov. He becomes more animated when Berenkor tells him of the many bandits who have met their end after meeting the Chartered Six.
Gilbert and Mik are found cleaning the stables. "Well, 'ello there Master Gnome!" Gilbert says happily. "The work here's been goin' smashing! I finally got word to me mum and I've been sendin' her coin every week. Things are lookin' up fer her it seems." Oleg echoes their sentiment, saying that both of them have done a very good job regardless of how menial the task.
Oleg happily hands over Eseldra's order and promises to requisition more supplies for her as soon as he is able.
A new post has been tacked to the bulletin board:
FANGBERRIES:
Oleg happily allows Berenkor to provide the inspiration, and before the night is through, the Chartered Six manages to polish off an entire keg of mossbrew the Oleg had fermenting for the last three months buried out back. Between Eseldra's pipes, Berenkor's tales and songs, and the rest of the Chartered Six carousing, the evening passes in a fuzzy blur of friends, food, and inebriation.
'Lana hangs on every word especially, gasping and burying her head in Oleg's shoulder during the suspensful portions of the tale, cheering when the group triumphs, and laughing at Berenkor's inspired impersonation of "Mikmek the Brave." Even Kesten shares a rare smile. Several hunters and trappers float in and out during the evening, telling their own stories and listening to those of the party. One hunter in particular shares a wealth of information with the group about some of the areas surrounding Oleg's.
The following morning dawns unseasonably cold, with frost making the wood of the trading post creak and moan. A glaring sun promises to burn off most of the spring chill, but for the time being, the Chartered Six wish they could remain near a roaring hearth. The pull of exploring the unknown tugs at them...
The Greenbelt still awaits.
*Is currently still too drunk to respond, having tried to tell all the many mighty deeds of Cayden Cailean in a single sitting, an ale between each tale.*
Harther spends the evening enjoying the festivities. The ranger spends some time speaking with Jhod Kavken, enquiring as to whether the priest had heard any word regarding the disappearance of Harther's father.
Harther also speaks to Oleg, asking the trader to order a suit of masterwork studded leather armor .
The brisk chill of the next morning chases the fog of the previous night's revelry from Harther's thoughts. The ranger quickly saddles the companions' mounts in preparation of the new day's exploration.
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Aid another survival check
Tyr spends the evening sitting quietly, chatting to those who speak to him, but generally keeping quiet and lost within his own thoughts
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Several hours after the group sets off from Oleg's the sun has indeed chased away the chill of the early morning. The group enters the dense forested region and begin mapping in earnest, following old game trails and in some places blazing their own when necessary. Dappled sunlight filters between the heavy boughs, and saplings and plants have begun their push through the heavy loam.
As the Chartered Six are walking down a narrow path with exceptionally thick soil and plant matter covering the trail, Harther notices the glint of metal through the dead leaves directly in front of Eseldra. The ranger quickly calls for a halt, and examining his find discovers that it is a bear trap, armed and ready to spring.
Rani examines the trap. "Putting a trap here makes no sense...unless the goal was to catch a person. Who would do such a thing?"
Perhaps a nasty surprise left by bandits; why waste the time waylaying travellers when you can trap them and rob them later.
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Perhaps a nasty surprise left by bandits; why waste the time waylaying travellers when you can trap them and rob them later.
"Berenkor is most likely right, let's keep an eye out for more of these traps."
Perception:
"Harther. Thank you. I do not relish the thought of that thing clamped around my leg. I would pity the poor bear, also. Cruel thing."
Survival rolls;
"I would think we should disarm these traps, should we find more. There are plenty of large sticks and fallen branches around, perhaps it would be best to trigger the traps, rather than risk injury."
Havrin looks for a large, thick stick and uses it to trigger the trap.
"Why would any trapper in their right mind put a trap here?" he muses, echoing Rani's thoughts.
"You know," Harther adds, "we should take this trap back to Oleg's and trade it in for more credit. I wouldn't view it as stealing, more as a public service to any other hunters or trappers who could get caught in it. Anyone careless enough to place one of these here deserves to have it taken away."
"Like Karthas said, let's all keep a sharp eye out for any more. If we find more, we'll take them to Oleg's, too."
Perception Check:
"Let's also leave some subtle signs to warn other travellers to possible danger. Even if we disarm this one and others we find we might miss some...and the miscreant that placed them so dangerously might come back and place more."
The group easily triggers the trap, the metal jaws clamping shut and snapping even the stout branch near in half. It is the work of a few moments to pick up, dust off, and stow the trap with the rest of their gear, though the cast iron mechanism is quite heavy.
Throughout the rest of the first day of exploration in this new region, two more traps are found and easily triggered and gathered to return to Oleg.
After an uneventful chilly night, the group presses on, eager to finish exploring the territory.