LOCATION: The Copper Helm Inn, Port City.
an old Inn, dark and dry, full of seedy types looking for work not 100% above the law, Your here cus your broke, looking for work and trying to keep out of trouble,
You see a note.
Protection needed for a lady
paid work, good rates + risk pay.
NO Niroikeons
Ask for Max.
The Bartender will give your Drinks and tell you if you ask Max "the Scrub" will be in later, your not the only one looking for him and best take a seat until he comes.
"You looking for max the scrub, he should be in later, take a seat, ill get ya a drink, just so you know, your not the only one been looking for him"
He says then heads off to get your drink
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"Well, I'm sure protecting this fascinating woman just needs to see my devilish good looks to decide that I'm just the guy to protect her. If I may ask though, just who is this Max the Scrub? Certainly not I doctor I hope." Gigar gives the bartender a quick once over then turns his head away and quickly says, "no offense."
With his cowl pulled tight over the head, the somber, silent tiefling enters the room, takes a quick look at the note, then follows along to find an empty sitting place, nodding shortly to Gigar as he passes by.
The bar men comes over to the hooded man, placing a simple menu down on e table.
"You drinking, need some food all in the menu, let me know if you want Vorix Stake, cus it takes a wile to cook"
He then gos to serve others.
"Well, I'm sure protecting this fascinating woman just needs to see my devilish good looks to decide that I'm just the guy to protect her. If I may ask though, just who is this Max the Scrub? Certainly not I doctor I hope." Gigar gives the bartender a quick once over then turns his head away and quickly says, "no offense."
"Non taken, as for the lady, knowing Max she may want paying after, if you know what I mean. Max is what you may call, a getter, you want it, he can get it, you want some one scrubbing out Max will find you someone. Max has got friends they say in high and low places, and now it seems he's looking to hire, so best ask him what for when he comes, but don't be surprised if its risky work, Max don't pay for setting on your butt I can tell ya that"
With that he gos to serve others
A heavyset dwarf with a strange staff-looking object attached to his back with ropes(?) comes in,
"I be lookin fer a man that be called Max tha Scrub, any o yous know where I could find such a feller?"
The man announces to the bar at large
Bar man looks at the dwarf "have a seat he.ll be in later, most nights he is"
At little later an other man walk in order a beer and sets down his Big overstuffed backpack in order to drink his pint over the counter.
A humanoid figure, tall, vaguely human like, almost elven, but not quite, he looks at the message board, he then goes up to the bartender "uh is max in?"
Bar man looks at the dwarf "have a seat he.ll be in later, most nights he is"
"Gimme a Gutshaker, Mr....?" He says slapping a coin down on the bar
A humanoid figure, tall, vaguely human like, almost elven, but not quite, he looks at the message board, he then goes up to the bartender "uh is max in?"
" should be in any time now"
Bar man looks at the dwarf "have a seat he.ll be in later, most nights he is""Gimme a Gutshaker, Mr....?" He says slapping a coin down on the bar
"Tod, and here ya go 2sp, and speak o the devil here's max now"
In walks a small Devil in suit he gos and sets at a large round table, putting a briefcase down in front of him. He opens it a takes out a small name block which he places in front of him. It's says.
Mr Max Scrub, attorney of law,
Standing up, Zaeltor, approaches the table - "Are you the one offering a job?" I am interested. - he asks straight to the point.
In walks a small Devil in suit he gos and sets at a large round table, putting a briefcase down in front of him. He opens it a takes out a small name block which he places in front of him. It's says.
Mr Max Scrub, attorney of law,
"Thankee kindly Mr Tod..." he says dropping another silver onto the bar...
Then takes his drink to the table where the devil sits....
"Ye be Max the scrub and I be lookin fer a job yer offrin "
I 3ed thick set human comes over as well, he seems like a bard.
"Ya Max then, I'm looking for work?"
"yes I am fine Sirs" he says to you both, "Please take a seat, I want to see witch others here seek emplacement, but wile you are here, could I ask your names?"
I 3ed thick set human comes over as well, he seems like a bard.
"Ya Max then, I'm looking for work?""yes I am fine Sirs" he says to you both, "Please take a seat, I want to see witch others here seek emplacement, but wile you are here, could I ask your names?"
Plunking down his mug,the dwarf sets his staff next to him and says
"I am Olrik Adamant, son of Durrik "
Max gets out a large note book and makes a note of your name.
Sitting down at one of the vacant spots, the cowled tiefling puts his name forth also - "I am Zaeltor"
Hall looks disconcerted that their employer is a devil, he briefly considers his options, and finding that he didn't have many he shrugs and says "Halll Stewart"
Kurzax walks in and finds his way over to the bar. Cowl over his head he peeks his beak out and pulls down his hood. Motions to the bartender and whispers - "I am Kurzax, I am looking for Max. I am in need of employment."
hum 6 people already to seek employment. Is he going to take everyone. ? So far he only asked for name nothing about skill set etc.. Interesting
Kurzax walks in and finds his way over to the bar. Cowl over his head he peeks his beak out and pulls down his hood. Motions to the bartender and whispers - "I am Kurzax, I am looking for Max. I am in need of employment."
The batman points at a table where a group is sat, a small Devil is taking down names.
There is a sign in front of him telling you he's Mac.
As the last sit down, there are 10 of you Max smiles,
"Now I'm looking to only hire six for this job, so I'm sorry to say four of you will not be needed, to help me decide could you tell me a little bit about yourself and your skills that may be of use in the area of bady guarding a Lady for a few days. You will be paid 30 gold each per day, all your own existences you will have to cover from that, how ever transport will be provided by the lady, a small wagon I believe, once I have the six I will tell the more about the job"
He looks around that the 10 of you.
Hall moves toward, always finding it to be best to show initiate "I am Hall Stewart, I am strong, and perceptive, I can make magical blades and other objects like shields with my mind, I have also found myself to be rather lucky"
"I got eagle eyes and am a damn good shot. I am tough and strong, nobody'll touch anyone I'm guarding...."
The dwarf seems to be ultra confidant in himself...
"My name is Zaeltor - My senses have been conditioned by my years of training, so I am able to spot a hidden foe at 50 paces. I am an expert bowman, and able bodyguard"
"Outdoors, I am skilled in survivability and tracking"
Pausing for a moment, he finishes - "Above all, the ones posted under my guard know I would first take the fall myself, before letting any harm come to them from ill-doers. That is my way"
"I am called Kurzax - I fear not death, we have an arrangement. I can handle my own in a skirmish. I have a bit of magic in me. You should not fear death either when I am around. I have been bestowed with certain.......gifts"
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Gigar sizes up his compitition. After a moment, he decides that his best option would not be to show his matial prowes, but in fact his other talents. Max is it? The name's Gigar. He stands up and moves behind his chair and takes a small bow. The key to any successful venture is not just being able to take down the enemy from a distance, or be able to stand up to a few blows. Gigar slowly walks around the table while he talks, looking over everyone seated. Grabbing Olrik's drink he takes a swing and scowls at the taste. You see, sometimes you have to slip in unnoticed, hide in shadows so to speak. And other times, you just need a small bit of magic, without any magic being there.
Once Gigar finishes this last statement he is standing just behind Max and attempts to produce a platinum piesce from out of nowhere
A round for our friends.
hall grimaces and thinks 'that kind of shoddy slight of hand would get you a dirt nap in the gambleing dens, probably a cut-purse'
A blond,mopped lass saunters into the bar-room. Clad in white leather armor, a pack upon her back and various items tucked into/dangling form the belt/bandolier about her waist. She leans forwards and reads the note stuck to the board before turning, waling over and leaning upon the bar of the establishment.
Once a simple mug of something is in her hand she follows the bar-keep's directions and walks over to the group assembling in the corner table.
"Hello." She smiles in greeting, "So...any one need some fixing up?" (^_~)
[/b] Once Gigar finishes this last statement he is standing just behind Max and attempts to produce a platinum piesce from out of nowhere ** spoiler omitted **
A round for our friends.
Max pats his breast and seems happy whatever is there still is.
"yes very good very good indeed sir, I can see you have talent"
Next is a large rat like thing,
"Names Nirrisloo, yes I'm fast and trix-ey I am, good with a blade"
Next is a young looking humanoide with fine scakes
"Err I, Kron and I can bre-vve fire like"
He makes a huff but only smoke comes out
"not eaten for a wile, it go's off if I don;t eat"
Then A very talk thin dark skinned female with very long legs
"I'm a plains runner, good with a spear A Hunter, I have killed meny from other tribes, My name is Little Star"
MAx looks you finished his writing
"Its ashame we do not have someone with the healing are, but o well.
Mr Zaeltor, Mr Jack, Mr Gigar, yes yes and I think, Mr Stewart and Mr Adamant. We will have to see if we can find a healer, I may know a contact I could see tomorrow but it will make us a day late, but can't be helped"
The Rak like man jumps up
"You Prig-son-of-a-crip! I come here to find work, one of the best around here and you give my place to a twerp who pulls a coin out of his backside and you think hes better than me, why I should"
He Pulls a Dagger and god for Max.
Surprise round.
Can any one go?? if not then Roll Initi guys and ladys
The blond lass takes a step back away from the table and draws her own weapon from her back- pack in one smooth motion.
"Now...Seeing as this is a 'Suny-thunder special'. One of the most powerful alchemical hand weapons ever produced - And could probably blow your head clean off- You've got to ask your-self one question. 'Do I feel lucky'." Scarlet eyes the knife wielded over the length of the device she's holding.
"We'll.......Do ya, punk?"
Still off guard from having his drnk swigged Olrik moves to stand, but stumbles
Figuring something like this would happen Hall is quick to his feet and to his blade but not being the fastest of people is stil hampered by him being in a seated position
Ok Rat boy stabbs at Max with his dagger.
Max is flat fooded, but
Clank, the dagger hit true but hit something Max has on under hes suit.
End surprise round
Round 1 Ding Ding!
Initi
Ratboy
Round 1
Jack will calmly but surely walk from the bar into the rat's boy back and will swing with his staff on his head
"Oooo! Looked like that hurt! NEXT!"