Shalafi's Rise of the Rune Lords Group I (Inactive)

Game Master nightdeath

Shelu's eyes flash at the insult and has an arrow aimed between Zwain's eyes before anyone else can blink.
"Have a care to whom you insult, Spell slinger. The goblins around here are not known to work well together and furthermore your ignorance will bring about your doom."

Lowering her bow, Shaelu turns on her heel and stalks off.

Zwain looks flustered, "Ba , ba ... did you see that? She can't do that! I'm a count of Cheliax!" He sputters.

"Besides, she didn't answer my question ..." he adds lamely, looking down at his boots.

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"I believe you mean, she shouldn't do that, as she quite clearly just did..."

If Mal can keep up... Excuse me miss Shaelu, Zwain didn't mean to be rude he just, gets a little confused about who he is sometimes. We appreciate any help you can offer with the Goblin threat and we would really be honored if you would be our guide.
diplomacy: 1d20 ⇒ 9

Shaelu ignores Malkavik's entreaties as she stalks off.

The rest of you are left stranded and it seems that there is nothing else left to do except head back.

The sheriff being nearby and overhearing the whole thing shakes his head and gives Malkavik a pat on his shoulder.
"She'll cool down. Go over o the tavern. I'll speak to her and get something arranged.......hopefully."

"Once again you save the day sheriff."

When we get to the tavern and sit Mal will pull out the loot and sit it on the table.This is from the glassworks goblins. I was wondering how we, as an adventuring party, will handle the loot. Shall we split it up evenly, or pool our resources.

"While I'd like to be magnanimous, I am trying to save money for my trip to Magnamar, as that is where I have been commanded to go by Torag."

Very well, 181 gold each. As agreed earlier, Tor will be given the odd 2 for make beer for the party. Now about the potions and ring. Should we liquidate these, or give to the party member who needs it for our adventures? We have a potion of bark skin, Several healing potions and a minor ring of protection.

"As a member of a noble house and as evidenced by that peasant's unwarranted hostility, my person is likely to be in constant danger. Given my arcane studies prevent the wear of armor, I see the ring's only possible location to be on my finger."

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I say we give it to Zwain as long as he promises to treat non-hostiles as equals.

Looking at Zwain for the first time, Tor says "I thought you were a salt merchant?"

"Short ones, I shall endeavor to disguise my obviously superior breeding to make this mission a success, even should that include fraternizing with the commoners."

The wizard looks at Tor, "However, sir, there's no cause to insult my patronage or standing as part of it ... unless you are suggesting a salt merchant disguise? That may work ..."

"Are you a mummer? cause you're behaving like one on the stage."

While you guys discuss Zwain's identity, I'm going to buy a chain shirt. I'll be right back.

Chain shirt is 25% off cost price fore being the heros of Sandpoint

After buying the chain shirt, Mal goes back to Ameiko's and orders some free food and ale for him and his companions, then asks for a room to change.

Mal comes down the stairs an sits down with his companions and, if the food is there, begins to eat. He then looks at Tor, then Zwain. So the count has agreed to condescend himself to our level in exchange for the ring, at least on the surface. We will give everyone an equal share of the gold, and use items as needed for the party. Since there are six potions, 5 healing and one barkskin, we can divide those evenly as well for us to do what we please with them. Since Zwain is interested in protection, he can get one potion of barkskin and one healing. The rest can get 2 healing to sell or keep. Sound fair?

"Do as you wish,"Zwain waves his hand dismissively, but pickups the offered items.

"Why don't you guys keep the potions, as I can heal. That way, worst comes to worst, you can get me on my feet again."

The sheriff comes in looking haggard, his face slightly pale. Waving towards Ameiko herself for a drink, he drags himself into an available chair and nurses his tankard.

"You okay sheriff? you look like crap. Anything I can help with?"

"She (Shaleu) resents being ordered around like that and it took us a few attempts to placate her. Your friend there had best know not to anger one of our protectors. You maybe the Heroes but there are some thing not even being a hero will help."

Don't worry sheriff we have something worked out with Sir Zwain. In exchange for the ring of protection the Count promised to treat all friendlies as equals. Mal then looks at ZwianRight Zwain?

"Mmm, yes. This is true," in a stage whisper he adds, "All part of the charade, right?" he adds an exaggerated wink to accentuate his point.

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"Can we go deal with the goblin menace now?"

The sheriff holds up a hand to forestall Tor.

"Hold up, I've received reports that the warren you uncovered leads to another are deep underground. The screeches are more than enough to unnerve my men and they report having a feeling of dread once they attempt to investigate further. I suspect that they maybe more goblins below but lettting the townsfolk know might incite panic. I'll need you to go down and investigate that place and clear out any other monsters as you go along. I'll let you have a pouch of 100 gold pieces for your troubles."

Taking out a pouch of 100 gold pieces, he looks at it before settling it down on the table.

"Sheriff, I can't speak for the others, but I know that I want no part of your money. You saved my life a while back, and you convinced the elven tracker to work with us again; I'm sure we'll make plenty of money from the goblins, so as far as I'm concerned, you can keep your money."

sense motive: 1d20 ⇒ 13

Zwain agrees with Tor, "Yes, Sherrif ... men of our upbringing do things for the right not for petty reasons such as coin. We are born to wealth and entitled to luxury. No need to squeeze it from the small folk as well", he concludes, patting the man's shoulder earnestly.

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Sounds fair, are you sure Tor? Aren't you saving for a trip? Zwain you want to split it?

"The sheriff has been a good friend to me when he had no reason to. Of course I'm not going to take his money."

He looks up, relief evident on his face.
"You are indeed heroes in deed, name and bearing. We are fortunate that you are here in the town's great hour of need. Would you investigate the remains of what lies beneath our fair town? I do beleive the glassworks underground is where you'd need to start the search."

"do you know where we can find the enterance?"

I assume it's that hole back where we were?

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I would assume so as well, but I figured it couldn't hurt to ask.

Back to glassworks, then.

"I'll have one of my men to guide you." THe shrieff answrs with great relief.

Map to be up later.

Tor will gather is equipment and move to meet up with the group.

Mal will follow the guide to glassworks.

Hey all, given that this campaign has stalled, I'm jumping ship to another RotRL campaign