Rise of the Runelords

Game Master Lloyd Jackson

Hemlock's frown deepens, but Tas' tact seems to have swayed him. "I got word from her that she ran into some trouble and is coming back to report. I don't know more than that. I just don't want you lot running out there and getting in over your heads." He glares at Kent. "Though maybe you should go and see what you can find."

"And when we fall down the cliffs, you'll be leading us, right Sheriff? Can't say you seem the type to send a group off on a dangerous mission unless you can go with'em." Tsakua comments, as Father Zanthus tends to his wounds. "Either way, we're in a pickle, and we'll at least need to get some rope, maybe some other supplies."

"I would like nothing more, but the Mayor is insistent that I remain here. Besides, the idea is that we try to avoid cliffs. Supplies are easy to come by at Vinder's General Store. No doubt he'll have what you need."

Mary lets out a sigh and looks towards the doorway out. "Right.... And That did not go well." She mumbles.

"Um, about that. You see we may have had a...disagreement, with Mr. Vinder, if we provided you with a list and the neccesary gold would you be able to pick up some items for us, if needed?"

Not sure if my Diplomacy check made Hemlock indifferent or helpful. If helpful the request for a check can typically be made without a check per Diplomacy, if indifferent...
Diplomacy: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6
Then we're out of luck.

Hemlock looks at Tas incredulously. "Do I look like an errand boy, son? Whatever's between you and Vinder, deal with it. Or find an actual errand boy."

He starts to walk Zanthus back into the church. "I'll call for you tomorrow when Shalelu arrives."

Luminita smiles and backs away slowly, hopping that the following brawl will not wreck anything in the cathedral, including herself.

Tas shrugs at Hemlock's response and turns to the rest of their little group.

"Was worth a shot. So, do we want to go for attempt two with Mr.Vinder? Maybe with less guns and bruised egos this time if we can help it?" He smiles wryly but then laughs as he thinks a little.
"Undead assailants and we're relatively unscathed buy we all flinch about going to the general store!"

"We'll, you're the one with the pretty words, Tas. How 'bout you and the ladies go along to Vinder's to calm him down? Me and Kent are targets for trouble, so we'll see about getting some equipment up our alley."
like a mace for smashing things :)

Tsakua pats his bandages and winces a bit. "Tell Vinder what y'need to. He wants a fight, he'll get it. If I gotta marry that harpy, well...I suppose there's worse fates."

"Tsakua, sorry I didn't realize you were hurt. I'll heal you outside okay?"

CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6
Spontaneous cast, replaces Command

Tas nods at Tsakua's suggestion and looks to Mary and Luminita.

"Does that sound reasonable to you two? We can head over there now since it's still early. Maybe we'll have better luck?"

Tas figures it's worth a shot one way or the other and starts heading toward the general store.

Mary gives a shrug towards Tas. "I don't see why not. And I still want to ask him how he got that blunderbuss."

The doors to Vinder's store stand open as the group approaches. Inside, Vinder is stacking some jarred preserves on a high shelf, his back to you.

"Welcome! I'll be with you in just a moment." He says cheerily without looking over.

"Ah, um, Mr. Vinder, hello." Tas cautiously enters the store looking for any supplies that may be useful for tomorrow's trip. He finds himself getting more nervous the longer it takes Vinder to turn around. Maybe he won't recognize me!"We're just looking for anything that may assist a number of individuals in c-climbing, and possibly a-anything you know of that may assist in getting rid of p-pests. Goblins and the like."

He looks to his own small coin purse and realizes he probably won't be purchasing anything for himself. That's what I get for spending all my money on books!

"I think one of my friends may need ammunition as well, and if there's anything you'd like to trade with the caravan while we're here I can let them know."

Vinder nods along amiably, still not looking, as Tas greets him. As Tas begins to stutter however, Vinder's shoulders tense and begin to rise like hackles on a dog. He turns slowly.

"You lot certainly have a bloody cheek." He blinks around, not seeing the troublesome half orc. "Cut ties with that worthless greenskin?"

Just before they entered the general store, Luminita casts a spell on herself. She also takes off her armor, and stows her weapons. Though this does make her backpack comically overstuffed. Tap Inner Beauty

"Please, Mr. Vinder. He's repentant and wants to make amends with you. He just doesn't have a clue how. He doesn't want anything to do with your daughters, but he also doesn't want to be run out of town or restricted from buying basic supplies. On my part, I just want everyone to be happy... or at least civil. Is there anything we can do?"

Diplomacy if needed: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (18) + 7 = 25

Vinder bears up under the weight of Luminita's kind entreaty, but only for a moment. He sags, blowing a long breath from puffed up cheeks.

"Gods know I have my hands full with these girls of mine. The truth is, I'd like to make better decisions and to be happily settled down."

He plasters on a forced smile. "I don't suppose the boy wants to marry Shayliss?" He laughs hopelessly. "I know it sounds crazy, them being so smart, capable, and beautiful, but they can't seem to land husbands."

Mary stands quietly since she knows she has nothing to add to the conversation till it comes to marriage. She smirks slightly at the situation. "You know, he is willing to do that to make amends. If that is what you want Mr Vinder.~" She does her best not to sound... Like that she is enjoying the squirming Tsakua will have later.

Bluff: 1d20 ⇒ 2
She can't help to giggle at the thought.

Vindr stiffens slightly, more out of obligation than feeling it seems. "I'll not wish her as a charity case, but it's good to hear the boy knows what's proper."

He flags again. "Bring him round the shop sometime, perhaps he can get to know Shayliss a bit better with the lights on. Then we'll see what happens."

"Of course. We'll get right on that." Says Luminita. When the group leaves (not sure if either of the two want/need to buy stuff) she bursts into laughter with Mary.

Seeing as everything is wrapping up nicely as can be, Mary moves forward to speak with Mr Vinder. "I have to apologize for yesterday too Mr Vinder. Disarming you like that from your blunderbuss. But I have to ask, how did you get such a weapon?" She shakes her head a bit before continuing. "It is rather hard to come by any firearms even within the Pathfinder Society. So how did something considered so rare and hard to handle unless properly trained in got all the way up here from the Inner Sea? Let alone Alkenstar..." She takes a deep breath after inquiring about the blunderbuss.

I would love to buy stuff, but we haven't earned? anything yet since the beginning. So... I am cash strapped right now so I can't buy anything! :(

Vinder smiles a knowing smile. "I think a man of my age and means is allowed a secret or two Miss Mary, but I thank you for your interest."

Tas listens quietly while his companions discuss Tsakua's future matrimonial status with Mr. Vinder, blushing wildly and looking extremely confused.

He was ready to shoot just yesterday and now he's entertaining the idea of marriage? I apparently don't understand anything about Sandpoint custom.

"Well I'm sure we could at least see if they're willing to try Mr. Vinder, thank you for your understanding."

Turning to his newfound friends Tas looks again at his coin purse and scowls.
"I'm afraid I don't have much, but maybe if we pool our resources we can buy some rope? Unless either of you have some already, in which case, I'm not entirely sure why we're here other than to apologize."

Mary fumes slightly at the older man when he wishes to stay.... Tight lipped. She takes a deep breath to calm down. "Alright... Then I guess I will assume you have the equipment and supplies for ammunition for such weapons. So when I have some coin, I'll want to buy some for enough paper cartridges that will last me a while."

She turns to the rest of the group and sighs. "Well, I only got 5 gold coins to my name right now, so I am slightly broke..." Mary blinks a bit before registering what Tas had said. "Oh. Rope. I have a 50ft length of it back in my room. I kinda forgot all about it. Heh." She looks away from the group and rubs the back of her neck, letting out a nervous chuckle.

Vinder nods to Mary as if to say 'No problem.'

"Well now that we've apologized I guess we can be on our way. W-we'll send Tsakua over sometime, maybe you two can work out something with your daughter. See you later Mr. Vinder!"

Tas feels foolish having come here for no reason, but he'd been so excited about going on an adventure that he didn't even consider asking anyone what supplies they had before they'd arrived.

Turning to leave he looks at Mary and Luminita
"Do we know where he and Ken went off to? Is there anything left to do for the day? If not maybe we should all relax and meet up tomorrow before we leave?"

When everyone had left, Tsakua jangled the coins in his pocket...there weren't many there...turning to Kent, he suggested, "Bet you a drink I can beat you in an arm-wrestling match," as they walked through the street.

Once leaving Mr Vinder's Mary bursts out laughing at the situation. She has a couple moments in between gales of laughter to mention something. "Oh my.... Tsakua might be in for something. Hehe... Not sure it will be fun for him though... Haha!" After laughing with Luminita, Mary sobers up a bit, but still stifling giggles here and there. "Hehe... Um, if they are together.... They may either be doing work.. Or went back to the Rusty Dragon. Or we can check back at the church to see if Father Zanthus of Sheriff Hemlock if they know where they went." After she finishes speaking, she wipes her eyes a bit trying to clear them up.

"If I had a bit more coin, I would write a few scrolls, but I can't right now. Oh! That reminds me, Mary. I have a scroll of Abundant Ammunition that you might like. It should help you if you have a bullet crisis. Anyways, I'm thinking about visiting Daverin Hosk. His stables are revolting, but I bet he can tell us more about the goblin tribes that live in the area. If we can find out which tribe is attacking us, then maybe we can learn a way to better defeat them."

"Oh! Thank you Luminita. That will be great if it works with paper cartridges. Daverin... Oh Mr Hosk. I wonder if that horse has come in yet. Apparently I have a gift from my late uncle and it is a horse!" Mary nods in agreement. She begins to walk off in a random direction. "Lets go!... Um... You two have been here longer, which way is Mr Hosk's stables again?" She turns back around when she inquires about where exactly they are going again.

Luminita sighs and puts a hand over her eyes. Guiding Mary, she says It's on the southeast part of town, just by the Sandpoint bridge on Market street. If you don't mind me asking, how come Mr. Hosk is giving you a horse?"

Mark pats herself down before stopping on a pocket on a vest. She pulls out a letter. She hands over the letter to Luminita. "The horse itself is from my late uncle, who used to help out Mr Hosk.... I think with the goblins. I got that letter while I was training back in Absalom for the Society. It is the reason I came here after all." She smiles slightly and sighs when she finishes telling her story.

It is from the trait Friends and Enemies. It basically gives a heavy wartrained horse with a all the gear that goes with it, and a month worth of feed and lifetime stabling at the Goblin Squash Stables.

I know, just doing some roleplay =D

"Interesting." Luminita says (a bit blankly) as she scans the letter, before giving it back to Mary. "Well it sounds like a good gift. I'd really like a horse too when I can afford one."

"Yeah, I know. Though I have to say I haven't thought about learning how to ride much before today. But it will come in handy. It can carry stuff as well! As Mark speaks a bit excitedly, but she takes a breath to calm down and receives the letter back from Luminita. "Though I have to say such a creature can be... High maintenance. You gotta think of feed and cleaning the horse. And the horse itself can be really pricey. I just got really lucky."

As they continue walking towards the stables, Mary looks around, making sure to note where the stables are within Sandpoint. "You know, you are welcome to riding it as well. Though I haven't seen it myself, Mr Hosk said it was a very nice horse."

Oh... I am getting really curious about what is happening with Tsakua and Kent. They have a while to get into trouble without us around! :P

Not sure if Kent is around...GM, how would you like me to handle this? Wouldn't mind an opportunity to go and do something, if it's available.

Sorry! Finals week has its claws in me.

"A drink? That broke, huh?" Kent walks along the path, kicking a stone as he talks. "I could go for a drink, sure. What're you gonna do about the Vinders, then? What if he actually wants ya to marry 'is daughter? Will I be yer best man?"

i know the feeling. Don't worry about it :)

"Just what I'm carrying and a few coins t'my name," Tsakua responds. "Maybe I should just marry that gal. She might just run from a penniless proposal, and then Vinder can't be mad. I can still say I tried to make things right. And if she's crazy enough to fall in love with a drifter like me, you've got the job."

Walking along and listening to Kent, Tsakua kept his eyes and ears open for any chance to earn some extra coin.

"Get outta the way!"

Kent and Tsakua turn just in time to jump aside as a dirty, old half-orc barrels past with a foul smelling hand cart.

He brings the rickety vehicle to an abrupt halt and turns. "Idle at this hour? Want to make a bit of coin?"

I KNEW YOU'D BRING HIM IN!! HAHAHAHA

....What?

Tsakua turns to Kent and shrugs. Turning back, he says "I ain't too proud to work, if that's what you're asking. What's the job?"

whenever i think of handcarts I think of cabbages

"The job is shoveling shit. No sense getting flowery with things that ain't. I'll pay you each a shilling for the rest of the night's work."

3 Silver each. If you do a great job, Dc 15+ profession check, you may get a bonus.

....Oh. >.<

Tsakua laughs and slaps Kent on the shoulder. "Well, we've both a love of spreading it around with a big shovel, ain't that right, Kent?" Nodding at the grimy half-orc, Tsakua steps forward. "Work is work. My shoulders are good as long as the coin is."

Profession: Shoveling....stuff: 1d20 ⇒ 3
aw...can't even handle a shovel well

It seems Tsakua might be a... crappy worker. YEAHHHHHH!!!

>.< A groan of a million people calls out and is suddenly silenced. There! Obligatory Star Wars reference.

Yoda best, Mary. And Luminita, be careful. Puns like that get people sent to the "pun"itentiary <bdum ksh>

You people make worse puns than my girlfriend. I didn't know that was possible.

"You want me to-- I've got a smithy to run!" Kent looks to Tsakua, an incredulous look on his face. "I don't have time to... oh, Hell with it. Fine. I can always take a few silver..." With that, Kent picks up a shovel, glaring at the half-orc.

Profession (Sh*t Shoveler?): 1d20 ⇒ 3

Looks like we're both pretty sh*tty at this, huh?

Well that was a ... Waste of time.

Well... That is three silvers each. Though it might be less than that now... >.>