Aesh's HC-Waterdeep: Dragon Heist [5e Adventurers League] - Fall Table (Inactive)

Game Master Tareth

"Why Trollskull?

Unmei is enthralled by the building and what it could mean, but she hides her feeling and keeps a stern look, following at a distance and looking for places that could be transformed as secret rooms or passages. As she does so, she also looks for things that might have been forgotten or left hidden.

Investigate: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

I look comes over Took unlike any the others have ever seen at teh sight of the place, he moves forward his gate not the same as the man that had been shadowing along with the group so far.

He heads in and around the bar, he slides the tattered carpet aside revealing the trap door.

With a creek it opens and he descends, at the base of the stairs he turns and enters the ale storage and then heads back before kneeling. 'Yes I can bring the cold from the bones of the earth here, this will do nicely'

The more she looks around, the more she sees a bit of potential in the place. If they could actually get the inn up and running, she could hear all of the latest gossip and tales, try out new material of her own, maybe even make a few dragons without crawling around in the filthy, bloody sewers.

"Did you say you could arrange a bit of starting capital?" She says to Volo before turning to Dacknar with a smile. "Oh, I don't see you as a barmaid, Dacknar." She says and adds with a wide grin "No...no...you simply don't have the figure for it."

"But think of yourself as chief bouncer and head cracker of anyone who gets out of line." Then she winks knowingly. "Think of how much more you and Yagra would have in common and all of the professional stories and tips you could share. There might even be good reasons to go see her for a little 'professional consulting' as we get set up and started. I'd bet she would respect someone who could keep a place as peaceable and in line as the Portal."

"So,your saying I have to be nice, until I don't have to be nice. Hmmmm."

"Yagra wouldna come here. Wrong part o' th' city. Where this place be at we only get nobles, 'n ones wit' lots o' coin. They don't go t' places like on th' docks. They go t' places that are discreation..discredit" Dacknar fumbles the word then says "Tight lipped, some ship, where wha' happens thar stays thar. Fer that kind o' place 'twill take a lot o' coin' t' get this place set up fer those type o' scallywags." turing to Volo "How much coin do you have so we can get this place fixed up?"

Volo, answering Unmei first says, Why, because it lay upon the entrance to Trollskull Alley, of course! You all can rename it whatever you'd like, once we sign over the deed.

Turning to address Annett, Well, like I told you, I do not have THAT much coin, but if I pull some strings I may be able to get some credit in the Carpenters' Guild to help get it fixed up. The only thing that I would ask in return is that my library be allowed to be kept here. Perhaps it could even be an additional draw!

He looks hopeful, Well, does this look like it is a suitable reward?

I look comes over Took unlike any the others have ever seen at teh sight of the place, he moves forward his gate not the same as the man that had been shadowing along with the group so far.

He heads in and around the bar, he slides the tattered carpet aside revealing the trap door.

With a creek it opens and he descends, at the base of the stairs he turns and enters the ale storage and then heads back before kneeling. 'Yes I can bring the cold from the bones of the earth here, this will do nicely'

Unmei notices Took going behind the bar and follows him as he reveals a trapdoor: "How did you know it was there!?" she asks, ignoring the conversation between those ahead of the group, and mortified Took saw a secret trap where she thought of herself as the expert.

Took ignores Unmei for almost a minute, then from the darkness below, "Oh, sorry that doesn't happen often." he climbs up the stairs. "An old, friend of mine sensed something, he was.. acting through me looking for it"

Unmei looks at Took with a look of surprise: "Say what, son? You're running some errand for someone, is that what you said?"

He looks hopeful, Well, does this look like it is a suitable reward?

Annett spends a few more minutes looking around both upstairs and down. Before finally nodding to Volo. "I can't really speak for the others, but if you can work a deal with the Carpenters and help us find a way to cover some initial stocking costs, then you've got yourself a deal. At least as far as I'm concerned." She says looking to the others to see what they think.

What are everyone else's reaction?

Rakdon just points his head down in disappointment that he won't be rich anytime soon, but smiles cause he is glad he can help.

Dacknar has ideas to make money fast by turning the place into a brothel.

Unmei looks at Took with a look of surprise: "Say what, son? You're running some errand for someone, is that what you said?"

"Took! Snap out, look at me... What have you gotten yourself into?" she asks again while the others are conversing ahead.

Then she nods to herself and goes down that trap to see what is down there.

Investigation: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

The snap takes a second to register, he follows Unmei down stairs.

"It is a long story, I, ah, took over a debt from a family member. it is complicated, being around me is not dangerous. Knowing more may be. My, friend, seems fond of the basement here for some reason"

"I can't see why. There's nothing down here..." she comments and starts to go back upstairs.

Okay, taking all that as a Yes.

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Volo says, Excellent! I have set up an appointment at High Sun for us to sign the deed over. We can either meet up in two bells or we can go eat at the finest restaurant in the Trades Ward! What say you?

"Are you buying?"
Says Dacknar as he crosses his arms.

Brushing a bit of dust from her sleeves and pants, Annett accepts Volo's offer of lunch. "A fine lunch means I won't have dressed in my best clothes for no reason." She says with a laugh. "And since I've managed to keep most of the dust and dirt off, it seems allowing you to by us lunch to seal the deal seems like a fair trade." She adds her eyes shining and smiling at the famous recorder of creature lore.

Persuasion: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (9) + 5 = 14

His face forms into a faux frown as he pretends to think, Well, perhaps my good friend Floon and YOUR new friend Renaer would like to join us? Renaer is more that likely wanting to repay you for your part in his rescue...

"Haha! Touche, my dear Volo." She says warmly. "He did seem like a decent enough person...for a nobleman, anyway. Besides it would be good to start getting the word out to potential patrons and customers." With another wink, she smiles and waits for Volo to lead the way.

The more the better, everyone can join us. That is of course, everyone capable of doing so.

Unmei, having joined the others back upstairs, smile warmly at the thought of seeing Floon once more. "Ok, but I can't go dressed this way! I must prepare some..."

Having spent the night at someone else's abode, she feels the need for a nice refreshing of her disguise, which suffered quite a bit from the explosions.

Unmei, are you going to disappear for a while and change your disguise?

If I may ;)

Sure! Anyone else want to do anything with the couple of hours up until the appointment at the Courthouse?

Rakdon will pickup political women diplomacy: -1 + 1d20 ⇒ -1 + (19) = 18

Dacknar goes around thumping on the walls and stomping on the floors trying to find secret doors or places where one could be put in at a latter date.

Investigation: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (12) + 0 = 12

Unmei will refresh her disguise, ensure she looks as young as possible, and as devout and fervent of the Morning Lord as possible.

Took will hang a hammock in the cellar and take a nap.

A bunch of you investigate the manor a little further, Took taking a short nap, and Unmei changing up her disguise a little, while Annett and Rackdon head to Sea Ward to call upon Renaer Neverember and then swing by to pick up Floon in the Trades Ward.

Am I reading that correctly? Or is everyone going to join them for lunch?

I am.

It's a free meal I am in

Took? Slipping in a 10 minute nap and joining them or going for a longer nap?

Just confirming. You've got it right as far as Annett's plan

Volo hangs out with Annett in the front room while the others explore the manor. Dacknar does not immediately find any secret doors, but finds places that he can have some installed...

Unmei emerges about 20 minutes later, refreshed, looking much younger and vibrant with a new white cloak and pin with a sunbright motif.

Took comes up after a nice short nap, smacking his lips and looking around.

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Volo leads you west into Sea Ward to meet up at Renaer's estate. The nice, almost Tuscan-styled, villa overlooks the harbor and has a great view! The noble comes out to greet you after you spend a few minutes going back-and-forth with the house guards.

Welcome, to my estate, my friends! What brings you here?

Volo immediately goes into a string of compliments and suggestions, and soon you find yourselves in a coach, on your way to the Trades Ward!

The foppish man's way with words is a wonder to behold...

--

You arrive in the Trades Ward and swing by a small shop where Floon comes out and joins you, and shortly, you find yourselves in front of a grand restaurant, that almost looks like a colosseum!

The host welcomes your party, dealing almost exclusively with Renaer, and leads you up to the high seats overlooking a gladiatorial fight.

The food is tasty, though the portions are meager...

Will allow for a little RP, then continue more tomorrow.

Annett greets Renaer politely but warmly and is sure to sit next to him during the carriage ride.

"These are much better circumstances to meet, don't you agree my lord." She says with a smile as the carriage lurches through the streets of Waterdeep. "You seem to be well after your ordeal. As you may have guessed from Volo's fine mood and this celebratory lunch, we were successful in finding Master Floon and relatively unharmed. So success all around."

"In honor of this success, Volo has generously granted us the deed to the Trollskull Manor. A rather rundown establishment at the moment, but with the charm of...possibility." She says with a shy grin and blushes just a bit as she continues talking to the young noble. "I'd...err....we'd all be most grateful if you might think on giving the place a try once we get up and running in a few weeks."

Persuasion: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (13) + 5 = 18

Unmei slides in on the other side of Annett, flanking the foppish trio into a persuading-pincer maneuver: [b]"Indeed, the place has sooo much potential. It oozes with charm and this je-ne-sais-quoi that screams of grit, class and style at the same time. Certainly, whoever partners and invests in the renovations at this early time is bound to reap at least ten times their investment. I know that's where I'm putting my money! And with the Morning Lord's Grace, this splendid establishment will dazzle you with delights once you come and visit.

Aid Annette in Persuasion: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (11) + 5 = 16

I think it gives Annett advantage, is that right?

Took does wake from his nap in time for lunch, there is such a thing as a free lunch, you just need to know where to look.

Being a little slow on the jump Took ends up hanging from the footman's rail.

"I didn't take you for the blood-sports type" He leans across grabbing a mushroom off of Volo's plate with a deft jab of his fork.

Help does not require a roll, but you may indeed give her advantage, though 18 is quite good.

Renaer smiles warmly at Annett and Unmei, Of course! I would love to visit your establishment! I owe you so much... Do you know what you want to call it?

EDIT:

Hey now! Volo exclaims.

Responding to Took's comment, Renaer smiles, It is more of a show, you see? They are performers, more than gladiators. Everyone loves a contest of strength!

Persuasion Advantage: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (18) + 5 = 23 Even better! Annett has always wanted a noble patron. ;)

Responding to Took's comment, Renaer smiles, It is more of a show, you see? They are performers, more than gladiators. Everyone loves a contest of strength!

Dacknar get a frown on his face and is a bit saddened "So you saying it's just for show and not real gladiators? No glorious deaths? What a shame."

Rakdon wakes up as he took a short nap at lunch That is me roleplaying my absense for a day. We don't want real deaths, unless we are fighting tyrants. Just for show is good.

Renaer nods, Your friend has the right of it. Death without cause is not justifiable, we are civilized here in Waterdeep.

Unmei tries to keep the conversation on their new acquisition and potential sponsoring: "We haven't decided on a name quite yet, but a sponsor for our project would certainly be included in the conversation, or even have his name immortalized if the help warrants it! Hotel Renaer has a nice gallant ring to it, no?"

Trying to get some help in getting the place up and running ;)

Renaer laughs, While some of my associates would be that vain, I do not need my name above your door. But you have me interested, how would you feel about a silent investor? I would only ask for 10% of your profits until your debt is paid off. What say you?

"Just 10% of the profits, if any are made. Sounds good to me.
Almost jumping at the chance for that deal, since the loan sharks he has had dealing with before would charge far more.

With a bright smile and happy, warm laugh, Annett will gladly agree to Renaer's offer.

"That's a wonderful idea and offer." She says. "It's going to take a few weeks to get the place cleaned up and ready to open. Of course we'll also need to think about, vet, and hire staff because I'm sure Waterdeep is going to wait in line over my cooking." She looks back to Renaer. "I'm sure you've been to many a noble house and dinner party. Do you know of any good cooks who are looking to perhaps...escape the confines of domestic service...and work to make a new endeavor successful? Mind you, I agree with Dacknar, they'll have to be able to cook in bigger portions then this place. Good hardy meals with the best drink and entertainment...." She continues to rattle off ideas and thoughts, uninterested in the fighting down below.

"Wonderful! That sounds like a splendid deal! Lathander blesses our dealings." adds Unmei, while making the gesture of Mask under the table.

Your lunch is delicious and ridiculously fine. Having come to an accord with Renaer and Volo, you all head over to the courthouse in Castle Ward.

You meet with a tiefling magistrate named, Kylynne Silmerhelve, and she witnesses the transfer of the deed, rendering the new ownership official, with the impatience of one who has more important matters to attend to. She then collects estate transfer tax of 25 gp, which is normally paid by the new owners, but is paid out by Renaer.

Over the next few months, Renaer and Volo help to make sure that you are visited by the Carpenters' Guild and Architects' Guild representatives and you spend time building the house into a new face in Trollskull Alley.

Spend some time figuring out what you guys want to do with the manor. If one of you has proficiency in carpenter's tools, you can install secret compartments yourself without the knowledge of the Guilds.