Reign of Winter (Inactive)

Game Master Whack-a-Rogue

Strong grip. No burning. I got that going for me. Mine as well tell my story.
It will cost you a drink. Something exotic if you please. It has been a long day.

Just a reminder for the newcomers. :-)

"An applejack for my bearded friend here. I've had a long week, been traveling."

The bartender slides a glass of the golden cider to Jamben. "Don't drink it too fast - it might be a bit stronger than you're used to."

Allie's eyesbrows go up as the halfling speaks to her. "I'm Allie. Careful how you speak to me, Im a lady! I wont take any sly comments from you. I know what all you men want..." She broods for a second, then cuddles back into the tieflings lap. "Except you, of course. You're far too curious to be dangerous to me!"

When the other little halfling, even to her stature, comments on her scent, she looks directly at him. For a second she is quiet and still, then she lets out an enormous giggle. "That'd be from Gruff! He is quite the goat! Get over here Gruff! Say hi to this obnoxious fellow! You've got quite a nose!" She pats the halfling on the head.

"And you, human! Whats your name again? You're very tall! But then again I'm very short! And Maldrek? Could I get a small drink too? I've seem to have emptied my glass. Something with some fire in it!" Her eyes sparkle as she looks up to Maldrek, grinning like a child.

Allie stands on Maldreks lap, holding out a hand. "Im Allie! That over there is my twin sis Percy. She is shy, but Im sure she will like you!"

Darkeye's head swims a bit after downing his drink. he grabs Maldrek's shoulder to steady himself. After recovering his dignity, he answers Allie's question. Bowing low, Darkeye uses his charm.
Please excuse my ill manners my lady. I am Jamben Darkeye of Talidor.

Darkeye takes Allie's hand and gives it a polite peck. He then walks over to Percy.
I am pleased to meet you my lady. It seems your mother has doubly blessed Golarion with the two of you.

Allie's copy glances over her shoulder and nods a greeting at Darkeye before including him in the conversation with Mr bitterleaf, who hasn't had a chance to properly intoroduce himself to the quieter of the Sisters.
Well Met. I was just getting to know this fine halfling. Take a seat!
Her charm is still up and smoldering. Both her and her sister have predominately red features, giving the gentle impression of living roses with entrancing eyes.

Darkeye sits down across from Percy. His heart races a little. Wow! What a beautiful lady. I will have to keep myself in check. Can't have another harassment complaint on my records at the Great Lodge.
Maldrik and Allie...please join us. I was just about to tell Percy how I became a wizard.

Allies eyes widen at Jamben's statement. "Oh no.... Um Maldrek if you would excuse me..." She hops down and runs over to Percy. "I NEED TO USE THE RESTROOM! COME WITH ME NOW?!" She smiles a little too large to be truthful.

"Outhouse is out back. There'll be a stool somewhere nearby to give you a boost up."

Percy's face drops into shock as she is pulled off the stool and hauled out of sight by her sister. Her eyes stay trained on Darkeye the whole way.

That didn't go well. Usually doesn't. Oh well. Maybe another time.
Well met Master Halfling! Jamben Darkeye at your service.

Just got all caught up. Now trying to figure out how to justify the village schoolteacher being at a tavern... :P

You need a stiff drink because of all the students today.

Maldrek watches them go, giving a small wave before turning back to Darkeye. "I believe you owe me a story."

A schoolteacher? A reason to be drinking? I don't see the problem...

Holding up his glass and raising his voice a little to be heard above the noise of the crowd.Barkeep! Another one of these if you please.
Of course Master Tiefling. When I was younger I joined the Talidor army. I really had no other choice because my sister will inherit the family alchemy and inscription business. Got to make a living somehow. Anyway, I was a great soldier. So great in fact that after two years of service I was sent to the academy to become a officer. After a few years, I graduated in the top 10 of my class.
Darkeye looks to see if Maldrek is really interested.

Maldrek watches them go, giving a small wave before turning back to Darkeye. "I believe you owe me a story."

A schoolteacher? A reason to be drinking? I don't see the problem...

** spoiler omitted **

You don't even need to drink. Could just be needing a hot meal and a warm bed for the night. :-)

EDIT:

"I'm not much of a military man, but I do work for the church. I understand the burden of duty, albeit in a different manner. You must have had all sorts of interesting adventures going on in the military, they do so much traveling."

On second hand, how about something hearty to eat? I've had enough spirits for the evening.
Darkeye takes a moment to compose himself. Bringing up the past is unpleasant but it must be done at times.
Indeed! I travelled all over Taldor, Andoran, and the Five Kings Mountains. Didn't stay in any one place to long. It wasn't all glory and honor. Sometimes I was so bored and lonely I wanted to hang myself. Other times, it was chaos...gore..horror...death.
Swallowing hard, Darkeye's concentration seems to drift from the conversation.

Seeing the mood change, Maldrek changes the topic. "So this alchemy and inscription business, was it very successful?"

Well, this is moving along swiftly. Lets not give everything away now. We still have Days to wait. :)

I have a house and husband waiting for me; why in the world would I stay in an inn?! :P

Sense Motive: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (11) + 2 = 13

A tall, fair-skinned woman in a clean but simple outfit pushes through the swinging doors. Turning her head to the right and left, her mouth set into a line, she scans the room as if searching for someone.

That is exactly why you would stay at in inn.

Maldrek swivels a long ear towards the door, then his head follows. "Looking for somebody my lady?"

Darkeye comes out his own private thoughts again. Grateful for Maldrek's question, he begins again.
Oh yes! The best shop in Oppara. It enabled my sisters and I to get the best education the city had to offer. Where was I? The military. As I was saying, I saw many battles. Too many. The awards and accolades were nice at first. After a time, I loathed it. I had terrible nightmares. I would wake every night, screaming.

Feeling a little embarrassed at revealing so much so quickly, Darkeye stands up. What am I doing? I barely know these people. Time to leave.Darkeye walks to the bar and slaps down 5 gold pieces.My good sir. Could I please get your best room for the night? To many hours in the saddle today.After getting the keys to his room, Darkeye walks upstairs.

Allie walks through the door again. "better watch my sis... Make sure she doesnt drink too much... But, it would be fun! No Allie... No..." She looks around to see the wizard gone and a new lady in the bar. She walks back over to Maldrek and tugs on his pants again. "Now, where were we? And where did that lovely wizard go?"

Maldrek smiles, glad somebody could fill the gap in his comradeship. He orders a small drink as she requested earlier, then with the aid of his tail he lifts her up again. "Seems he retired for the night, was rather tired apparently."

Thanks for the fun folks. Going to do some reading. I'm open to suggestions on my role play and wizard build. This is the first Play by Forum. I haven't actually used Jamben in a face to face game yet.

She giggles she picks her up with his tail. "Too bad... He would have had a blast! Anyway, how did you end up here, Maldrek?" She grabs her small glass and curls into Maldrek's body, sipping quietly and looking up at him with her big eyes. Gruff comes over and lays next to the both of them, bleating softly.

"Work, actually. The church of Iomedae sent me. I'm searching for somebody, a half-mad man who tells fantastic lies to whoever he meets."

She looks at him with a "seriously?" face. "You've got to be kidding me! What a fantastic lie! There is no way someone that looks as devilishly handsome as you would be working for the church of Iomedae!"

Hobbes 'Rat Trap' Bitterleaf wrote:

"This guy is way too popular."

"So what's your name, silent but beautiful?" He asks Percy when she sits down at the bar.

Smooth...Percy thinks to herself. She gives the Halfling a once-over before smiling. He's not bad looking.

She has the same red-themed beauty as her sister. They are identical in fact. The main distinguishing factor is Percy's blackened, cracked arms and, if you look closely, Allie is 1/4 inch shorter.
Percy. Percy Silvershaper. You? She turns on the charm just a little, letting her typically large, expressive, gnomish eyes pick up and lock Mr Halfling's.

"Call me Hobbes. I'm new here. Let your sister know I mean no harm. Just tryin to be polite is all."

He laughs softly. "Indeed, I have quite a few debates with others of my faith, but I bring different skills to the church."

Her eyes dance mischievously. "Oh? Is that so? She stands on his lap, looking into his eyes. "And what might those be?" She takes another sip out of her glass.

At precisely this moment, a young slender woman opens the tavern door. She steps inside carefully glancing about the room. She notes the various cast of characters congregating around. Sidling up to the bar she lifts catches the barkeep's gaze and motions for a drink, placing the money on the bar. She glances around the room and listens in on the nearest conversation.

The newcomer looks up from her study of the room as she's addressed by the man at the bar, stepping to the side to make room for others entering the tavern. She studies the strange man for a moment before nodding distractedly at him and returning to her search. "Hey, Kerro," she yells, turning her gaze to the bartender, "Have you seen Bartholomew around here anywhere?"

She looks carefully at the tiefling and the gnome,"If I know anything about the church, I know exactly what skills he has." a dark smile crosses her features and she takes a sip of her drink.

Maldrek, for once, does not return the smile of the newest person. He stares at her a moment, then oddly blinks at the exact same time she does. Ah, what a vipers nest I have wandered into here. I should have kept my presence quieter. "I didn't catch your name."

The bartender smiles. "Aye, that I did. Not 15 minutes ago! I gave him a cookie and sent him home." As he speaks, he mixes up a refreshing beverage for the newest entrant. (Here's what he made)

Allie frowns. "Hey! What skills? Someone tell me! I don't like being kept out of the loop!" Fire begins to slither its ways through her little clenched fists, dimly.

Erika cursed a little inside, Don't draw too much attention, control your anger. She averted her eyes from the tiefling, and then responded, "Probably because I didn't drop it." She looked up again and smirked thoughtfully. "Sorry for the insensitive remark, I've just had problems with the church before. The name's Emilia. Yours?"

Allie begins to burn hot. Why is everyone ignoring my question!? Its easy enough to answer!" She crosses her arms and fire dances out of her fists as well as in her eyes. Her face grows more angry with each passing second.