Miner's Lantern Dinura looked surprised at the gnome's bold approach, almost opening her mouth to say something, but not really getting there before the entire incense experience was over. Before she could think anymore about it, Lady Vessocho said something about a fire. A problem, probably... she was good at solving problems. Really, rather good at that, actually. She could certainly help. The young dwarf rushed across the tavern floor, remarkably quiet, and squeezed up next to Moralane to look through the window, without any apparent thought of manners or personal space. Her face mere inches from the noblewoman, Dinura turned and whispered. "Yep, that's a fire. It doesn't look too bad though. We should probably go put it out anyway." She smiled helpfully.
Miner's Lantern The young dwarf's chatty energy was brought to a halt instantly at the sound of the scream. Instincts honed by getting into many places that older dwarves told her she shouldn't be kicked in, and Dinura crouched low and went quiet. She was waiting to hear if it would come again or to find where it came from. She'll hide in place behind the bar. Stealth: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (9) + 9 = 18
I won't clutter the gameplay thread with more annoying elocution(just yet) but if you move to the next day, Terquem, assume Dinura sticks around bothering Moralane until she leaves. Also, she'll get up before dawn to be at the park early so she doesn't get left behind, so I imagine she's there first(I could be wrong).
Moralane wrote: Moralane eyed the talkative young woman for a while, thinking, then asked "Are you willing to risk death to rescue someone you don't know?" The young dwarf's innocent optimism was shining through her expression as she smiled cheerfully at Moralane. "Well, it's the right thing to do, isn't it? We can't leave Brave Hallister to his dire fate, can we? Besides, if we bond together as heroes, we're sure to survive. It'll be just like in the stories!" Dinura swept her arm in a grand gesture as if introducing a play. "Noble Lady Vessocho and her companion, the Capable Dinura Copperkeep venture toward doom itself to rescue Brave Hallister from certain death! I can hear the songs now!" The fire-haired dwarf was clearly ready for adventure. Whether she was prepared for the cold reality ahead of her remained to be seen, however.
At The Miner's Lantern The young fire-haired dwarf finally moved up to Moralane and began to move a hand forward perhaps to offer a handshake, but noticed that it was still occupied with her wine cup so she abruptly downed the remainder of the wine and set the cup on the bar. Her hands finally free, but her confidence a bit undermined by her silly predicament, Dinura opted for a farm-girl curtsy instead, followed by a barely intelligible rush of words. "Lady Vessocho, my name is Dinura Copperkeep and I'm not a sage or a hunter or an explorer or a priest or a warrior, really, but I'm an engineer and I'm really good at solving problems, that's why I'm in charge of maintaining the well, and I can..." Out of breath, the young dwarf was forced to pause, but the swiftness with which she breathed in was almost impressive, though it made the pause woefully short. "...I can read and write and I'm very thorough, I can do anything you need, I promise I'm up to the challenge, I really am, did you need someone to go with you right now? I'm not busy and I know you're not leaving until tomorrow but I can take notes of the people who are interested if you want and we can organize them by their skillset and... oh I don't know how much you're paying everybody but we can work that out later... oooh, I'm so excited! You'll take me, say you'll take me, won't you?" Finally, the young dwarf paused long enough for Moralane to respond.
Miner's Lantern The Lantern was crowded, as was usual of late. At the bar, there was a chatty little dwarf with fire-red hair and a deeply inquisitive look to her eyes. She was nursing her wine cup like she had spent more copper than she could imagine on it, which of course she had. The nameless dwarf to her left was staring into his drink uncomfortably while she talked at him, as if he were disappointed that the alcohol wasn't making the experience more bearable. Several minutes later... When the dwarf noblewoman entered the tavern, the nameless dwarf was on his fourth drink, mumbling responses while trying his best to avoid her eyes, as if looking at her would just encourage her further. The fire-haired dwarf was still working on that same cup of wine, mostly because she barely had time to drink from it in between her nearly-constant words. The distraction provided a welcome reprieve for the nameless dwarf as Dinura perked up and hopped down lightly off the barstool. Her wine cup held carefully in both hands, as if she couldn't afford to spill any, she moved quickly but smoothly toward Moralane. As she nears the noblewoman, she hesitates briefly, uncertainty flashing on her face. What do you call the daughter of a Knight again? Knowledge Local: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (4) + 7 = 11 Does Moralane have a title as far as Dinura knows?
He can spit upon mead all he wants lol. If I owned this tavern, I wouldn't let someone stay in the building who was stealing my business by giving out "blessed drinks". XD But I run a business for my personal profession so I look at things from a different perspective. You did literally interrupt a paying customer who was going to the bar to buy a drink and prevented her from buying a drink. That's what a business owner should consider a problem.
Terquem wrote: I am not, never have been, a fan of dwarves having accents all the time. My dwarves (all the dwarves in the previous game as well) do not have accents. Oh, there are some dwarven accents in the previous game. I read like 15 pages of it. XD But that's just from the dwarf players, probably. There's a way for me to distinguish Dinura's speech somewhat from the other dwarves even if they're all unaccented, so that works for me anyway. Edit: I guess you did say "My dwarves". That's true.
"I don't mean to butt in but I think you could probably use my help! You guys think it's believable for a Dwarf to decide to learn and use unaccented speech? I can do the accent. I just think it's funny if she's annoying enough to decide to go completely against dwarven dialect conventions because she read it in a book somewhere or heard a foreigner speak. |