'Don't know about the rest of these blokes but that's good enough for me.' Smiling as he jumps up from the chair, walking around the desk to shake the mans one good hand. "Then we have an accord, when do you want me to start, and I will arrange for someone to be here when there is a fight going on."
"Count me in."
Marckus shrugs his consent.
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He pulls out a coin purse and pays you all an advance on the week's salary, and says "Ok, for now you are basically the casino staff since the rest all quit. I can get servers, but you folks will be the bouncers and doormen. "
"When I have special duties for you, I will let you know. "
He waves you back out his door on to your jobs.
The jobs are actually fairly boring for the most part. Your presence in armor bearing weapons does a lot to diffuse rowdy feeling among patrons.
The next night on duty there is some hubbub. A pack of drunks come in as a group and start getting loud about how they had been ripped off the other night during Cheat the Devil. There's six of them close together and they seem to be fighting drunk.
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Kronug walks from the door over them and speaks in a calm and low voice, but high enough for them all to hear clearly.
"I'm Kronug the Kellid, part of the staff of the Golden Goblin. I'm a bartender, bouncer and problem solver." he points to Dwarfus "That dwarf there is Dwarfus, partner of mine. Now, what will you be... clients that I say goodbye at the end of the night or problems that I should solve nonlethally but most surely with a load of pain?"
Staying close enough to pay attention to the six customers as they get drunk and start to grumble, Hyder notices the large Kellid approach them, shaking his head. He's going to get the furniture broken for sure. As he crosses the room Hyder calls on his strange oracle power, casting guidance and enhance diplomacy. Walking between Kronug and the drunks, winking at the big man as he begins to speak. "What my business partner here is trying to say is we all lost money; customers and the Golden Goblin. That's what happens when criminals break in. We appreciate you business and hope you come back soon but you've had enough to drink and it's time to go home!"
Sileth stands silently behind the large Kellid and the silver-tongued Halfling ready to back them up if need be
Dwarfus pulls out one of the saps from the poor saps he killed and moves near the thuglets
Vancaskerkin states that he is impressed with your abilities and believes you are just the folks ho can turn around his fortunes. To this end, he offers the you all a job as specialists and junior partners in the Gold Goblin. He explains that you would work directly for him and assist in the day-to-day running of the establishment, serving as dealers, bouncers, croupiers, or greeters as the roles befit their personalities and skills—but that these roles would in fact be covers for the actual services they’ll provide Saul as bodyguards, messengers, and consultants. Each PC will be paid a regular salary of 10 gp a week as well as a cut of the gambling hall’s weekly profits.
Nivea looks about and decides that this place/town looks as good as any to hide in and accepts the job.
Later, when the 'problem causers' walk in he sees Dwarfus about to knock them out. He gently lays his hand on Dwarfus weapon arm and says,Hold, friend Dwarfus, Hyder seems to have this situation well in hand. Let's not act to rashly. Let's hear him out.
Marckus watches patiently, waiting to see if the others are capable of sorting it out, or if he'll have to do the heavy lifting, as usual.
One of the drunks looks scared, but the group in general remains unconvinced by the halfling's arguments.
Marckus rolls his eyes as the others fail to dissuade the rowdy drunks. He walks up and clears his throat to get everyone's attention, then crosses his arms and flexes to demonstrate his size and strength.
"Who wants to be the first to get knocked out? Raise your hand. Who'll it be, hm?" He says gruffly.
Sileth readies an action to cast Daze if someone is foolish enough to raise their hand
Dwarfus moves forward next to marcus with the sap at the ready
Please raise yer hand
Guess they want it the hard way. Hyder turns from the six customers, talking over his shoulder as he begins to move the furniture back, pushing one barstool away from the men, clearing space. "Well, you boys want to do it the hard way, that's ok too, I'm built for easy, so I'm getting out of the way." Turning and looking at the six men, spitting, quietly casting guidance and enhance diplomacy "But these five fella's like to do it the hard way too," pointing at his five business partners. Looking back to the customers, "But you boys decide, leave on your own or we help ya. No sweat off my nose."
One of the thugs is tired of all the posturing and pulls out his sap.
Well, so much for that.
Nivea looks at Dwarfus,
Looks like I was wrong. Go for it.
Nivea pulls his blade and lifts up his shield.
Seeing Nivea pull a blade, Hyder yells, as he draws a sap.
On phone but I'm sure I go before one of em
Dwarfus roars and swings his sap in a rage
for non lethal
Nivea searches for a sap he must have left on his belt, smiling at Hyder he says,so knocking them out and leaving them in the alley is going to make them want to come back?
'Doesn't this guy know anything about good business principles?' Hyder, looking for the best position to flank the drunken customers, rolls his eyes at Nivea's question. "It's not these six were keeping. It's everyone else that would stop coming here if they heard we killed folks for wanting to be in a bar-fight!"
Nivea looks up at the ceiling for a minute and then shrugs his shoulders.
That makes sense.
He then sheaths his sword but keeps his shield up.
Dwarfus knocks one out in a single love tap.
Order
Round 1
Dwarf gone
Nivea
Kronug
Marckus
Drunks
Sileth
Hyder
Trying to avoid a killing strike Sileth shoots the nearest drunk in the leg and casts Daze DC13
"Sorry buddy...if you're gonna be dumb ...ya better be tough"
using Spell Combat (-2 to hit) and Point Blank Shot
and casts Daze DC13 at his target
Nivea runs up to one of the drunks and attempts a Shield Bash with his heavy wooden shield.
Nivea looks sheepishly at Hyder.
Well! At least I didn't use my sword!
Marckus focuses on his footwork a bit as he goes in for a hard right cross.
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fail -dazed
Nivea hits his, and leaves him wobbling.
Marcus knocks his out in a single blow (I assume assume nonlethal since you have the option).
not so much
The wobbly one takes a swing at Nivea
and immediately collapses.
The rest, seeing themselves well outnumbered now with most of their buddies already in heaps on the floor drop their saps and eagerly give up.
"Come back when yer ready to gamble with yer money!" Marckus says as he shoos them out.
One of them is actually bleeding out at the moment.
Hyder, seeing them give up quickly. glares at Sileth, as he walks over to the wounded man, mumbling under his breath"Arrows in the casino, the carpet cleaning cost can come out of his cut." Walking up to the wounded man, he kicks the drunk customer in the leg, "Stop your bellyaching, you guy's started it, I tried to warn you, everybody gather round, I have a knack for healing." pulling the arrow out, rather roughly, focusing on his oracle gift he channels energy. Seeing the wound heal enough that the man could get home, he glares at the man. "That will leave a scar, but your in good enough shape to get home, so I recommend you get there." Then glaring at Sileth again he adds, "And you can clean up this bloody mess, shooting a bow at a paying customer in an enclosed space, what were you thinking? We'll never get this sinking ship righted if were spending our money on new carpets, waiting for customers who never show because their afraid they'll be shot!"
"Hey, that guy wasn't a paying customer, and that was a good shot, you have to admit." Marckus says with a gesture towards Sileth.
But the people do recover, and get up and leave without a word, but scared looks in their eyes.
Nivea holds his arms out like "what did I do?" and then begins to wave off Hyder's criticism.
Come now my friend. Let me buy you a drink. It's not like were running the place. We are just being paid to guard it. Besides, like you said, they should have listened to you. Perhaps they will let the other idiots know that this is not the place to cause problems. Sends a message. I'm sure Vancaskerskin has a maid that will clean up the blood. I'll go see if I can find one.
Nivea heads off towards the area that would house a janitor. Hey, can I get someone out here to clean up this blood!?
Dwarfus wanders over and slams down an ale
shooting a bow in the building how Gauche. Hyder looking around the establishment, making sure no other customers wanted to cause a problem.
Satisfied that things had calmed down, Hyder winks at Marcus then motioning for the others to join them he replies to Nivea smiling, "A drink would be soothing. Nice shield bash by the way, did you see the mans face just before he went out cold. You may have rattled his brain. "
Stopping and looking at Marcus, "And that was quite a right cross, I believe you knocked that bums tooth out, have you considered fighting professionally? I know a guy."
And what am I? Goblin liver? Dwarfus calls to Hyder
Hyder, goes behind the bar and pours himself a pint, he then sits down beside the dwarf,"You had a sap, of course you were going to knock the man out. You did good, but there is something about the old one-two, Maybe that's why I like being a cutman for the fights. It's about the "art" of pugilism, not just beating a man senseless with a lead-lined sap." Lifting his pint he adds "To a job well done."
Yea well. If I used ole Delilah you would be scraping brains off the ceiling now wouldn't ya?