The day had turned breezy. And there are folks discussing what happened today. "Someone should be able to take care of the ratfolk," one said.
A guard says, "We'll put out a bounty on the ratfolk, but you have to remember, they are having a overpopulation problem."
"Someone should go down there and check it out," says a second.
"How do you know they're having an overpopulation problem? Did you king tell you?"
Somehow, without realizing it, Aleda finds herself in Delver's Square in front of the board where requests and such were posted.
"Many many ratsssss. Ratssss make problemsssss. We fixssss problems maybe ratssssss like ussss" the little lizard suggests to the group he has found himself with
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Somehow, without realizing it, Aleda finds herself in Delver's Square in front of the board where requests and such were posted.
On the board was a notice bearing her house's sign. It was asking the whereabouts of Hallach Fancon.
"How do you know they're having an overpopulation problem? Did you king tell you?"
"It's just an overpopulation problem," the guard flatly said. "But if you want to prove us wrong, we won't stop you investigating, heroine."
"You underestimate the scope of this realm Kali." Jonas comments with some derision.
"Common persons such as ourselves don't speak directly to our ruler, and some go their entire lives never even seeing them in the distance. Also we have an Emperor, not a king... which is sort of like being the king of many kingdoms, a king of kings, or a high chieftain to lesser chieftains." He continues.
After a moment of contemplation, Jonas says:
"If you would like to pursue the bounty... We should gather up the others, I believe we lost Aleda somewhere along the way, and head to one of the taverns in Delver's Square to make out plans. It wouldn't do much good to charge into the sewers unprepared."
That makes no sense, but if it's got the seal, then mother must have wanted to find him.
After a moment of thought, Aleda decides that if she can't find Hallach Fancon, then she'll just have to find someone who'd seen him. She starts looking for any large crowds of people in the market.
"Perhaps we will then, gentlemen. Thank you for your time..."
After the guards leave, Shellin will continue,
"SHellin thinks Jonas has a fine agenda. He will meet you all there.
He shall try to find a map of the sewers for the South Market."
Shellin will wander off in search.
"Perhaps we will then, gentlemen. Thank you for your time..."
After the guards leave, Shellin will continue,"SHellin thinks Jonas has a fine agenda. He will meet you all there.
He shall try to find a map of the sewers for the South Market."
Shellin will wander off in search.[dice=Perception]1d20+4
[dice=Knowledge Local to gather information(where can I find such a map)]1d20+8
That makes no sense, but if it's got the seal, then mother must have wanted to find him.
After a moment of thought, Aleda decides that if she can't find Hallach Fancon, then she'll just have to find someone who'd seen him. She starts looking for any large crowds of people in the market.
"Yessss. Bounty! We dad should find bounty.... uhm. Beadssss not ssssure. What issss bounty again?" he scratches his head a bit
"Beadssss sssstill help. Jusssst need to undersssstand"
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Perception: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 = 4
With that result, you think you have a glimpse of Hallach Fancon in the crowds but have lost him.
Having lost track of her quarry, Aleda resumes her search for a large crowd of people. Finding one, she begins to dance and teleports herself up onto a nearby tall structure.
she shouts from her perch.
Happy to have found his map, Shellin will walk to the tavern with his nose glued to the parchment, trying to memorize it. He will lay it on the table and continue his scrutiny while he waits for the others.
Having lost track of her quarry, Aleda resumes her search for a large crowd of people. Finding one, she begins to dance and teleports herself up onto a nearby tall structure.
she shouts from her perch.
"We've seen him," one person says, "At the Prancing Pony."
Happy to have found his map, Shellin will walk to the tavern with his nose glued to the parchment, trying to memorize it. He will lay it on the table and continue his scrutiny while he waits for the others.
The map shows the width and breadth of the sewers plus some entrance points. One of them being at delver's square.
Aleda begins to dance once again and quickly teleports to the Prancing Pony. A little dizzy from the rapid teleporting, she stumbles into the place, and likely into trouble.
"Common persons such as ourselves don't speak directly to our ruler, and some go their entire lives never even seeing them in the distance."
"But with this many of his guards here, surely he must be available to meet with his warriors and discuss their concerns?"
"Also we have an Emperor, not a king... which is sort of like being the king of many kingdoms, a king of kings, or a high chieftain to lesser chieftains."
Kali frowns and says "so this...Emperor... is like the Barbarian King, the most powerful and attractive man that exists among his people?"
"If you would like to pursue the bounty... We should gather up the others, I believe we lost Aleda somewhere along the way, and head to one of the taverns in Delver's Square to make out plans. It wouldn't do much good to charge into the sewers unprepared."
"Yes, we should find the others. They are no doubt getting in trouble without us around."
Aleda begins to dance once again and quickly teleports to the Prancing Pony. A little dizzy from the rapid teleporting, she stumbles into the place, and likely into trouble.
[dice=Perception (Looking for Hallach Fancon)]1d20+3
Shellin can see it coming, but as fate would have it, can do nothing to stop Aleda from bumping into a much larger man and stumbling into a few others, causing more than one to spill their drink, before crashing into the table he was seating at, knocking it and anything he failed to grab over onto the floor.
"Ow."
Somehow, she's managed to get so tangled in her cloak she's having trouble moving. Spotting a familiar face, Aleda's eyes widen as she pleads with him.
"Help?"
Kali frowns and says "so this...Emperor... is like the Barbarian King, the most powerful and attractive man that exists among his people?"
"Sort of... I've never met the emperor so I can't comment on his attractiveness, but power is a relative thing. I doubt has the raw physical power of your barbarian king, he holds a city which has never fallen, and commands many who are more powerful than we can imagine. So in that regard the emperor is quite powerful." Jonas replies as the group walks to the tavern together, arriving not long after Shellin.
"But relying on the power of others is pure weakness. You should be able to 'stalk your own lion', as my revered father would say."
Following Jonas into the tavern, Kali will again attempt to order her odd drink.
The Prancing Pony Inn is full of people who are delvers and others who are hopeful delvers. It's bustling with people ordering drinks and food. Some people sport the spoils of their adventures below the city; while others have come to mourn the death of comrades.
The place is not on delver's square, just off of it. It's still popular for delvers wanting to get their start. Kali got her odd drink and Jonas is trying to discuss politics with Kali about Emperors and such when the pair does bump into Shellin.
Alder walks in to the tavern and quickly tries to blend into the background. With so many different people and races, he is a little frightened that someone will recognize him for what he is. He squeezes beside Kali hoping the striking barbarian woman will draw most of the attention.
Startled, Shellin will jump up, knocking his chair over as Aleda teleports in. When he notice's Aleda's trajectory, He barely manages to snatch the map off the table before Aleda sends it and his glass of juice tumbling.
"Careful ther-," Shellin cries, but he stops when he notices Aleda's resulting entanglement.
Shellin rolls the map up and sticks it in his thankfully unharmed pack on the floor by his toppled chair before helping Aleda to her feet. Half-smiling, he says, "Help me right the table and chairs, and then tell me how you did that!". He goes about righting his chair and waits for Aleda to help him with the table.
Noticing Jonas and Kali, he waves at the group from their table, as he takes the map back out of his pack. He rolls it out onto the table as the others arrive, saying, "I found a map of the South Market sewer system in the Ptolus library."
"I just dance," Aleda answers as she helps with the table and chairs. She seems rather embarrassed by the whole debacle, but by the time the others arrive, her cheeks are their normal hue and she's humming a little ditty as she looks at the map Shellin found.
"That's a lot of lines."
How outdated is the map to common date?
How many large spaces capable of housing the rat folk colony exist on the map?
Are there any parts of the sewer that labeled explicitly, a.k.a. Warnings or massive drainage flows with inescapable currents?
"Ahh good, it looks like everyone made it here alright. You've even found us a Map, good job!" Jonas says sincerely.
"Before we get down the business, can I get you anything to drink angel?" He inquires to Aleda in a flirtatious tone.
[dice=The above]1d20+9
** spoiler omitted **
Q. How outdated is the map to common date?
A. It's ten years old.Q. How many large spaces capable of housing the rat folk colony exist on the map?
A. You can see ten spaces. The closest one has already been wiped out by delvers.
Q. Are there any parts of the sewer that labeled explicitly, a.k.a. Warnings or massive drainage flows with inescapable currents?
A. yes. You can find six.
Shellin will roll his eyes, a slight quirk to his smile at Jonas's question. He will quietly begin sketching on the map. If anyone asks, he explains he is charting a course, as well as the above choices.
Aleda, caught off guard by Jonas' question, blushes slightly and nods.
"Um, yeah, sure," she answers.
"Help me "
Somewhat surprised at his own success, he asks "Would you like an ale, perhaps a glass of wine, or maybe something stronger?"
"How can a drink be strong," Aleda asks as confusion knits her brow.
Jonas smiles.
"I'll show you, wait just a moment." Jonas says.
He goes to the bar, and returns a few minutes later with a pair of small glasses filled with a amber liquid, and small wooden mug.
"This one is a spiced rum that the bartender recommended." He says, handing her one of the small glasses. "Drink it all at once and don't exhale through your nose." He instructs.
"This one-" he continues, placing the wooden mug on the table in front of her, "-is just water, but you may need something to chase the rum with if you're not used to drinking hard alcohol."
Aleda looks no less confused, but does as Jonas instructs and manages to down the whole mug of rum in one huge gulp.
Which is immediately followed by a coughing fit.
"Is it supposed to burn," the young woman croaks as she clutches at her throat and her eyes water.
Kali snorts, downs her stein of what appears to be milk, and then orders another, before saying "My revered father said that anything can be strong. Odor, flavor, minds, bodies, power, love, and hate. For my honored father, it was almost always power as his strength. He even married my fool of a mother for he desire for power."
Jonas laughs, and downs his shot.
"Yes," he replies to Aleda, "but usually after the first shot you don't notice so much. Have some of the water, it will help." he continues sympathetically.
After a moment to check that everyone was still present, Jonas says "Well... If we're all settled in and accounted for, lets ready ourselves for some socially acceptable genocide."
Aleda nods and downs the water. It does help, but the feeling in her throat and belly is still unpleasant.
"How do people drink that all the time?"
Alder quietly "mingles" around the bar, listening in on various conversations while he keeps himself out of sight as much as possible.
Stealth:
Once he has gathered some info, he will go to the bar and quietly speak to the bar tender.
"Greetings my good man...does this establishment serve any exotic drinks by chance? There is an alcohol that is distilled from mushrooms that grow deep underground. I was wondering if you had anything like that?"
"With fortitude I suppose, but the benefits are generally accepted to outweigh the detriments. Jonas replies.
Alder quietly "mingles" around the bar, listening in on various conversations while he keeps himself out of sight as much as possible.
Stealth: 1d20+14
Once he has gathered some info, he will go to the bar and quietly speak to the bar tender.
"Greetings my good man...does this establishment serve any exotic drinks by chance? There is an alcohol that is distilled from mushrooms that grow deep underground. I was wondering if you had anything like that?"
"We have nothing like that, we have dark rum, however," says the bartender.
"I'd rather have some juice," Aleda mutters as she glares at the empty mug that had held the rum.
Not wanting to talk to Jonas any more, she begins to look about the room for Hallach Fancon, or his double.
Looking at the bartender, Alder shakes his head.
"No thank-you. I will just have some warm cider please."
Once he gets his drink he makes his way back to the group and takes a seat with his drink.
"I'd rather have some juice," Aleda mutters as she glares at the empty mug that had held the rum.
Not wanting to talk to Jonas any more, she begins to look about the room for Hallach Fancon, or his double.
Perception: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7
You have a hard time looking for Hallach Fancon. It seems he slipped through your fingers today.
As Alder joins Shellin will stop his sketching and smile for a moment... then frown slightly and begin looking around. "Has anyone seen Beads? Shellin hasn't seen him for a bit, and he thinks planning goes best when no one has to repeat themselves."
"Lizards are good at hiding. Maybe he's practicing?" Aleda shrugs.