Kardin watched with a discerning eye. It was just as he thought. Let the first sucker win so everyone else would think there was easy money. Make a show of the game being profitable to hook in more players? And then? Then it would be time to clear out the mine. He kept his counsel to himself, but it was clear that he was not impressed.
Looking at the rolls she picks up a set of dice and looks them over, but more from curiosity than any knowledge of not getting cheated. After a few moments she tosses the dice, hoping for a good number.
Herala jumps up a bit excited, shaking Jairdan on the shoulder as she won. Somewhat? She then realized Terion had a better roll, but she still did beat the man. Perhaps she didn't get the game right.
"Look! I won. Did I win? I think I won!"
She clearly was excited to have won something, even if it was a small game of chance. Perhaps this would be a good start to their adventuring with each other.
Turning from watching the crowd, Boram nods to Therion, "Well done Therion." When the 'Cavalier' calls for 'double or nothing' Boram watches to see what he does, but seems to be distracted.
"Thank you, thank you" - Terion smiled, pocketing the silver while considering another bet.
It seemed as if though Kardin was paying close attention…
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Furnoch pulls out two silvers and places them on the table. He also has an Electrum.
"Should you succeed then Electrum we will bet next!" He says with a smile showing rhe bluish silver coin stamped with some elven face on it.
”Interesting.” Kardin said. ”Your dice disappeared and reappeared in the same motion as the coins.” The dwarf added, matter of factly. ”So, are they new dice? And was it sleight of hand, or be ye an artificer as well, and made a tool for it?”
Herala seems disappointed that she didn't win, muttering something about how this is typical of her luck. She doesn't take it too hard, but rather it seems she remembers all the times Jairdan or Terion bet her at some sort of task, either physical skill, luck, or knowledge. She just accepts her place isn't in games of skill, but she does look for more money, before realizing her place here. She was not here to gamble away her money, rather she had other task to attend to. She plays with her few remaining silvers saying " I would enjoy more games of chance, but I can not. I have a duty to the people here to be responsible, specially with money. A priestess needs to be approachable by all, tolerate all but evil, and give to those who need it, wisely." Her last words sounded a bit rehearsed, as if it was something she studied. She did however have many task here she needed to do, and caring for her neighbors, even old ones, was important part.
She does turn to the group, her face a bit curious to the answer they may have. " Speaking of spending money, I also must stop for the simple fact that I may have to take over task here. Without a cleric, evil may creep in, and I have a duty to stop it. What if this is a test to see if I am suited to be on my own? The Goddess works in mysterious ways, and the elders all knew I was coming, they had to give permission." She looks over her friends, who knew her from when she could walk, to the new people. She had to protect them, she knew it. " I need to check on the temple, see if anything needs doing. We should check the job board, then I will go check it out. I may need to use the money to fix things, or buy supplies for it. I will try to restart services properly."
Herala mentioning her task had Jairdan sweeping the copper that they had taken out back into their hand and then pocket, getting a read on the others at that announcement. A silver was a fair amount when one was used to dealing with copper. There was a small fond smile at the familiarity of feeling that her dedication evoked, as they had tried, but were not suited to much else, especially physical tasks. Still, the board could be useful. Perhaps there was someone that needed sums done, or something copied.
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Raising an eyebrow when the 'cavalier' announces that the third roll would be for an Eloectrum, Boram quickly turns towards Kardin when the dwarf speak about the fellows dice disappearing and reappearing. Turning towards the gambler, Boram glares for a split second. Turning towards Herala, he asks, "Herala, wait a second and I'll go with you."
Turning back towards the 'cavalier' he responds. "Let's make this simpler." He reaches into his own pouch and pulls out his own dice. Rolling them on the table. "Here Use mine, their not hot and I'm not playing."
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" Dice matters not I have the Ladys Luxk after all." Furnoch says as he then smiles.
" Terjon and Calmer follow the lady and have divine powers. That Halfling Druid does too. Though he is a Heathen...sorry a member od the Old Faith." he says picking up the dice and rolling them.
" So hero you ready for another toll? You ready to press your Luck?" He offers as the others leave
"Sure" - Terion nodded - "But I get nervous when I see too much sleight of hand around gaming dice" - he chuckled, placing the two silver on the table - "But if we play with Boram's dice, I am game"
"Gold is a bit much for all of us. Perhaps another night? We do have task to take care of, and while this is fun... We can't all have luck on our side like SOME people here." Herala looks over at Terion as he wins, yet again. He was always lucky
Kardin shrugged. When the new dice had been accepted he had stopped paying attention and had returned to finishing his drink.
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Terion retrieves his four silver - "No thank you Furnoch, I am here for a good time" - he smiles - "And since my lonely silver shilling has now become five, I will buy one last round of ales for all of us, and then I believe we have other matters to attend to at a certain 'job board"
She isn't familiar with it, but she will take her walk me down with her. Like a carriage thru cocktail window
Not noticing anything out of hand, Boram watches the rolls. As Terion wins again the halfling smiles, he was glad his new friend was winning and wondered if the fellow would press his luck. He paid close attention, watching Terion. It's important to know if the man you're standing behind is the sort to stop when he's ahead or insistent on pressing forwards. Boram had heard of lots of 'gambling sorts' who died young, that's why he like dwarves, slow and steady. Smiling when Herala says she's done, he nodded when Terion explained why it was time to end. And even better he was ready to go look at that job board.
Extending his hand out to Furnoch for his dice, Boram nods to his new friend "Well done Terion, one more drink then the board."
Terion raises an eyebrow at the fact Furnoch does not seem to react to his offer of a drink, but he shrugs it away and enjoys the moment with his old and new friends - "I have missed you Herala, its is good too have you back" - he toasts - "This is a joyous occasion, to have you all around this table, my old and new friends" - he adds to the others, perhaps a bit tipsy.
"I have not been far! Terion I have just been.. a...a few days journey! Surely that is not that far! I managed to walk back." Which was true, the wear of the travel was clear to see on her as the dirt from the road was still fresh this day. She hadn't really seen her friends since they all got old enough to pay for their own ales, and here she was trying to see the board to go on an adventure. She blushes some and thinks about how bad of a friend she was, she cared more about killing goblins than seeing her friends.
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As you meander around the streets you finslly see the board. In the Center is clearly See a huge poster.
BANDITS!!!
BANDITS!!!
BANDITS!!!
inquire at the Keep
Is the most prominent poster
Others are 'Dazlyn Grayshard and Norbus Ironrune seek aid in our excavation of Deep Mothers Vault. Inquire at the Stonemasons house"
"I seek brave souls to Investigate why Gnomegarde isnt responding to our trading caravans. Talk to Melubb the Moneylender"
These are the the ones available.
As Boram read the sign, he realized the job for Bandits would make things much simpler. He'd been wondering how he would introduce himself to his mother's old acquaintances, apparently all one needed to do was head to the keep and ask about hunting bandits. Turning he looked at the others, "What do you think? Head to the Keep and ask about hunting the bandits?"
"I would agree with that. Perhaps checking the caravans and then the vault if something has already been done about the bandits. People need trade, and I do worry about them as well. But the caravans and the bandits may be connected, maybe see if both can be tackled together?"
This was a bit more than she had planned on, she was not sure she could kill people, but a job was a job, and evil was evil. Maybe it was just a misunderstanding she was sure, nothing more than that. She clearly was not really sure on this path, but she was going to go with her friends on their choice.
"I have not been far! Terion I have just been.. a...a few days journey! Surely that is not that far! I managed to walk back."
"Well, it felt far" - Terion continued in a good mood - "Good to have you here now, sharing an ale!"
”Aye then. Me project has wrapped up anyways. Will meet ye all there tomorrow to see if the job is worth taking before promising hands to any new project.” He turned to leave, and then added ”…and thanks for the ale!” with a smile.
”Aye then. Me project has wrapped up anyways. Will meet ye all there tomorrow to see if the job is worth taking before promising hands to any new project.” He turned to leave, and then added ”…and thanks for the ale!” with a smile.
Realizing his cousin had worked longer than he realized, Boram chimes in, "Hey Kardin, to you want to speak with the folks at the keep first?"
" I think the group may leave us if we sit and drink all day though. We should check out the board, then set out tomorrow on the quest. Or who knows, it might even be one that starts tomorrow anyways?" Herala was really interested in the board, as she was not old enough last time to read it or even help, and now she was curious as to what her former town needed help with.
Jairdan looked around at the enthusiasm that everyone had and took another sip of the same ale that was still three-quarters full. A small trick that had been picked up from copying a book that had journal entries of a Magister Sorceror made their ale the flavor of early summer strawberries, and if Herala had noticed, the same trick could make her ale the flavor of her favorite drink. It was tempting to prank Terion with it as well, but he was the core of the enthusiasm here, and it would have ruined the comfortable enjoyment.
The confidence that everyone was showing was encouraging, and while Kardin did not say too much, that was something that could be appreciated, as they too had been content to simply be present, feeling the atmosphere of the tavern around them. A slender hand was raised as they turned to leave, then returned to the mug since holding it on the table was something to do. The slight curve of a smile stayed briefly, before thoughts of the board returned. There was a difference between goblins and bandits, and sorting through the feelings that brought up was something that was likely visible on their face.
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You journey through the small village. You can hear children playing, women chatting, men working. Scents of smoke from the fires and the pang of Mr.Symths smithy hammer can be heard ringing.
The town seems uneffected by the outside world. For the salt of the earth people here ot was any day that ended in y.
You reach the hill on which the Tower stands. Its the only part that has been finished. At the top thr impressive sight is a product of dwarven ingenuity and human labor.
As you go up the winding path you can see at the top two of the New gaurdsmen are standing holding halberds in the brown and green tabards bearing the White badger on them.
At the door one of the men, taller than the other spoke up.
" Ho thier travellers. This is the home to Heroes Rufus and Byrne. Please state your name and business" He says a bit kore alive then he had been.
Kardin wasn't exactly what you would call 'charismatic.' He was blunt, he was forward, and he was single minded. But when nobody stepped up, it left it to him to fill the silence. With confidence he walked forward, his head held up high. "Our business is the notice regarding bandits." He said. "As for who we are? Kardin, Boram, Herala, Jairdan, and Terion." The dwarf listed their names, in the order of which they were facing the men. "We be here for the bloody work, and to inquire about the details."
Nodding in agreement with his cousin, Boram chimes in trying to look like he was made to hunt bandits. "Yes, what are the particulars?"
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Nodding in agreement with his cousin, Boram chimes in trying to look like he was made to hunt bandits. "Yes, what are the particulars?"
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" Bandits!!! Gotcha!" he says and nudges his companion who coughed and snorted before adjusting his gear.
" Go tell the Cap'n people are here for the Bandits!"
The other man who was younger nodded and headed in to go talk to Rufus and Burne. In hopes to get you through.
" Hell be back. I will tell you that they will want a group name. For the books and posterity. You know a group name." He says as he seems to be pretty much a good natured guy.
"A name? Does our not work? We are just looking for work while we heard there was issues. I can help with the spiritual needs of the town as well if needed. We come to offer our skills. Anything you know of that needs help as well?" Herala tries to sweet talk the guard to see if he has any words or advice
"Lass, they're asking for something stupid like, 'The Company of the Sun', or some-such. Ye know, like those mercenary companies use." He said. Then turning to the guards, he added "...that work?"
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" Exactly he is right. Most adventuring bands and mercenaries do for indentifaction ans formalities." The gaurd says as some shifting happens behind the door.
The young gaurd returns and is followed by a man in his early forties wifh a handsome but eithered face. His hair was brown with a few s&%*e and grey hairs. His beard and mustache well groomed. He wears a breast plate with the same symbol as the others. A sword rests to comfortably on his hip and his walk is more a skulk though refined to look slightly normal.
" To whom am I addressing?" the man asks. For those who have been here is Rufus the warrior of the duo.
"The Company of the Sun!" The dwarf boomed, as he strode forth. He was getting annoyed at having to repeat himself. "Heard that ye've got bandit problems and are paying gold to solve it. So, we be here for the details." As it so happened, his annoyance came across as confidence, and perhaps even professionalism, as if though they were actually mercenaries.
Not sure what to tell the doorman, Boram rolls his eyes at Herala's question. He should have foreseen that they would want a 'business' name. Nodding in agreement with Kardin's explanation, he felt bad about rolling his eyes, how was a half elf raised in a convent to know about companies. Hearing Kardin come up with 'The Company of the Sun' Boram thought about it, repeating it a couple times in his head. Not bad, not bad at all. He'd speak to the others about shortening it to 'Sun Company' maybe. First, they'd have to see how the 'first mission' went; seeing it like sort of an audition. Smiling to himself figuring whoever lived passed and was in the company. Leaning in towards his cousin, "Sun Company, I mean 'Company of the Sun' you just come up with that or have you been chewing it around a bit?"