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Rianna lets go of Bjorn's arm and sits down at the table, Thank you Bjorn for waiting outside my door to escort me downstairs. That is so gentlemanly of you.
Initiative: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 2 = 15
Realizing what is happening, Rianna quickly snatches the Firework from Betony, and wags her finger at her as if scolding a child. Not a toy. Very dangerous. Rianna looks at her own finger and realizes what she is doing. Tell you what, I'll let you play with one when the time is right. Okay?

DM randall793 |

Dorungus sputters his drink. seeing the antics of gnome woman. Ey! Be careful with that.
He waits for the group to finish breakfast before offering his service as guide to the town. Yesterday's festival remnants are being cleared up on the streets, though it seems business is as usual.
Dorungus will help the party get themselves ready for the journey. Prices are standard.

Skäne “Countless” Ingvârssonn |

Watching the Brambleknight's firework antics, Skane quietly shakes his shaggy head and gestures towards the sack:
So what bogagöng..."arcane"... items are there... this necklace... a scroll... and (Har!) children's fireworks... How can these help us? Surely strong arms, a trusty shield and Northern "stones" shall win this day. Nei Bjorn?"

Björn Helsingrsøn |

Björn Helsingrsøn wrote:** spoiler omitted **Rianna Stendrei wrote:** spoiler omitted **** spoiler omitted **
The druid replies to his fellow northman through a mouthful of food, 'Bah! skjöldur Ef þinn móðir var ekki a skraeling , þú vildi vera stór og sterkur eins og mig. Þá þú vildi halda á þinn vopn í tveir snertið ekki eins og a kona vilja það. HA! HA! HA! HA! HA!' At his words, Bjorn gives a knowing wink to his bride.
Bah! skjöldur Ef þinn móðir var ekki a skraeling , þú vildi vera stór og sterkur eins og mig. Þá þú vildi halda á þinn vopn í tveir snertið ekki eins og a kona vilja það. = Bah! Shield? If your mother was not a skraeling, you would be big and strong like me. Then you would hold your weapon in two hands as a woman wants it.
Bah! skjöldur Ef þinn móðir var ekki a skraeling , þú vildi vera stór og sterkur eins og mig. Þá þú vildi halda á þinn vopn í tveir snertið ekki eins og a kona vilja það. = Bah! shield if your mother was not a pagans, you would be big and strong like me. Then you would hold your weapon in two hands like a woman like that.

Skäne “Countless” Ingvârssonn |

Skane wryly smiles at Bjorn's mocking, nods knowingly and returns with a comment of his own;
"Langur hafa okkar fólk : Leita að hraði frá a skip , verndun frá a skjöldur cuts frá a sverð og munnur frá a yngismey. Neitun umtal af orf bróðir. Það er a vopn fyrir a einfaldur. bóndi ÉG er a stríðsmaður og öxi og skjöldur blettur minn staða eins og svo sem. Hveiti og hey gera ekki svara fyrir sig!"
He finishes with a baleful stare at his oar-brother, whilst smoothing out his greasy beard.
Langur hafa okkar fólk : Leita að hraði frá a skip , verndun frá a skjöldur cuts frá a sverð og munnur frá a yngismey. Neitun umtal af orf bróðir. Það er a vopn fyrir a einfaldur. bóndi ÉG er a stríðsmaður og öxi og skjöldur blettur minn staða eins og svo sem. Hveiti og hey gera ekki svara fyrir sig! = Long have our people said: Seek swiftness from a ship, protection from a shield, cuts from a sword and kisses from a maiden. No mention of scythes brother. It is a weapon for a simple... farmer. I am a warrior and axe and shield mark my status as such. Wheat and hay do not fight back!
Langur hafa okkar fólk : Leita að hraði frá a skip , verndun frá a skjöldur cuts frá a sverð og munnur frá a yngismey. Neitun umtal af orf bróðir. Það er a vopn fyrir a einfaldur. bóndi ÉG er a stríðsmaður og öxi og skjöldur blettur minn staða eins og svo sem. Hveiti og hey gera ekki svara fyrir sig! = Long á brjósti our gentlefolk : Hunt for speed of a ship , protection of a shield, cuts of a sword and mouth of a maiden. No publicity with scythe brother. Whenas a antitank pay lip service to a unworldly. husbandman I is a warrior and öxi and shield spot my staða as though such as. Wheat and hay do not fight!

Björn Helsingrsøn |

Taking up his scythe in one hand, he twice bangs it on the floor. 'ÉG er a bóndi. Minn uppskera er blóð og ÉG orf dúnn minn stólpípa til uppskera hvaða er plantekrueigandi við gamall hagard kona sáðmaður inn í þá við veikburða boys. Uppskera í this land er gjafmildur og ÉG vilja hafa það allur.'
ÉG er a bóndi. Minn uppskera er blóð og ÉG orf dúnn minn stólpípa til uppskera hvaða er plantekrueigandi við gamall hagard kona sáðmaður inn í þá við veikburða boys. Uppskera í this land er gjafmildur og ÉG vilja hafa það allur. = I am a farmer. My harvest is blood and I scythe down my enemies to reap what is planted by old hagard womans sowed into them by weak boys. Harvest in this land is bountiful and I will have it all.
ÉG er a bóndi. Minn uppskera er blóð og ÉG orf dúnn minn stólpípa til uppskera hvaða er plantekrueigandi við gamall hagard kona sáðmaður inn í þá við veikburða boys. Uppskera í this land er gjafmildur og ÉG vilja hafa það allur. = I is a husbandman. My harvest is blood and I scythe fuzz my enema to harvest is planter accustom warmed-over act woman sower in then accustom weak boys. Harvest into this land is munificent and I wish á brjósti there total.

DM randall793 |

Party division of funds after deducting the CLW wand would be 91gp each with 4gp left in the party's fund. Unless you'd want to handle it in a different way. The horses are a loan, expected to be returned in good condition. Dorungus offers the horses he has for selection, courtesy of your current employer.

Dieredon D'atarisian |

After everyone makes their necessary purchases...
I suggest that we ride out to the mansion slowly. We have the time, and using the map will enable us to adequately scout the area for a strategic advantage. Do we need to disguise ourselves like brigands? It would be an option of approach.

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A disguise you say. Rianna goes back to her room and changes.
Disguise: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (9) + 9 = 18
Rianna also casts Prestidigitation to change her hair color to black. She also uses Prestidigitation to soil some of her clothes and dirty her face to make it look as if she had been on the road for a while. She uses her pocketed scarf to tie her hair up. She puts pants on and a tighter fitting shirt.
I'll let the DM apply any modifiers he sees fit.
Rianna comes back down to the main room. So, how do I look?

Dieredon D'atarisian |

Perfect, we should all dirty ourselves up a bit and throw on some beat up cloaks to cover armor and weapons. I think that the more we look like brigands and less like the brigand-slayers that we are will ease the approach.
GM: I want to pick up some old beat up cloaks for the party and anything else they may need. A a broad brimmed cheap hat for my head to cover the ears. Rianna and the Northmen likely already fit the mold. What will this cost? I will cover for the party.

Skäne “Countless” Ingvârssonn |

With Bjorn we have two options:
1. Shave his beard, shave his head and paint him a funny colour. Meet Byrnn our lumbering half orc farmhand lol
2. Chewbacca Gambit... nuff said
joking apart not convinced either Northman will be testing Lucian's sherlock abilities as Skane is hardly a shrinking violet either!

Skäne “Countless” Ingvârssonn |

True. Subterfuge is probably not the Northmen's strong suite anyway lol
Skane selects a mount for himself, and leads the horse with the others towards the gate and any final instruction from Dorungous.
As they walk he addresses his companions:
"Friends. In two days there shall be a meeting between the axe of Skäne Ingvârssonn and the head of this Lucien. It shall be a short meeting and a red day. Afterward we shall feast and sing of well fought glory and coin! Har!"

Dieredon D'atarisian |

I think that you would need to be quick, but we may want to consider the implications of tipping them off. I would not be surprised if they had eyes and ears in town.

DM randall793 |

Rianna should roll for all social skills set, what info she's after and general area of info gathering (taverns, market et cetera) and how long she's going to take. Meanwhile, if the rest of you are waiting outside town then Dorungus points out the general direction of Dream river. (Please refer to the 7th July post, links to map and general surrounding there.) If there's nothing to ask Dorungus he skips a lighter beat, probably eager to collect his pay. It's 18th Pharast, 9:30 am.

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Rianna will spend the most time in the market place and then skip through a couple of seedy taverns. She will use Prestidigitation and her disguise skill to change her appearance.
Total of two hours. Not a lot, but I'm sure the group doesn't want to wait too long for me. I am looking to find any info on this third party, names or maybe even a location of where they normally hole-up. Also, what additional info I can get on Lucien's group. I will wait till we get back and then try again with more time if need be.
Bluff: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (16) + 5 = 21
Disguise: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (12) + 9 = 21
Diplomacy: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (16) + 5 = 21
Knowledge (local): 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (8) + 7 = 15
Sleight-of-hand: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (4) + 6 = 10
Stealth: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (2) + 5 = 7

Skäne “Countless” Ingvârssonn |

Seeing Wesh cast his eyes skyward as they ride out of Deeptown, Skane too looks to the heavens;
"What can you see Prestur Wesh? Are the portents good - a blóð sky perhaps?"
Like the idea of a wee portly Betony finding her armour a tad tight and Thistledown looking too cuddly lol. Lean and hungry is what we need!

Dieredon D'atarisian |

Dieredon rides up alongside Bjorn, and slps him brotherly on the back and says with a smile,
Congrats on jumping the broom...miss your wifeypoo yet, big fella?

Björn Helsingrsøn |

The hirsute northman growls deep in his chest at the elf's words. He glares balefully at both Dieredon and his own shieldbrother when he remarks, 'ÉG öxl vera skáhallur áður allir annars ákveðinn minn eiginkona vildi vera málsgrein á hana eiga.'
ÉG öxl vera skáhallur áður allir annars ákveðinn minn eiginkona vildi vera málsgrein á hana eiga.

Björn Helsingrsøn |

Bjorn didn't give me a translation so am retro-guessing
Skane shrugs his armoured shoulders and gives a nonchalant answer;
"He says he is very happy and says she will meet us by the river!"
What?! You still need translations? Yeah, I screwed up. Here it is.
ÉG öxl vera skáhallur áður allir annars ákveðinn minn eiginkona vildi vera málsgrein á hana eiga = I should be asked before everyone else decided my wife would be sent on her own.

Dieredon D'atarisian |

Dieredon looks askance at Countless, then gets the attention of Bjorn.
Really Bjorn? C'mon now...how about you answer me in a language that I can understand, or am I not worthy of your words?