that's okay. life has been doing a number on me too. if you consider picking it back up, let me know.
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so, i was planning on waiting until they got in a little further and jumping on the one that's furthest back. not sure if i can charge at all or if waiting a bit loses us the element of surprise. also, did we lose Raennia again?
Durham signals to the others when he catches sight of the approaching bandits, then mentally prepares to go to work.
everything alright?
"Mornin', Lads," Durham says as he wakes. "... and Lass. Sorry," he adds upon seeing Raennia. He lets out a yawn and stretches. "Guess it's time to get to work." Pulling on his armor and gloves, he heads out to the wall and climbs the ladder. He positions himself over the gate and does his best to conceal his presence as he watches for the approach of the brigands.
how high do the posts extend beyond the walkway on the upper level of the walls? i plan to hide just above the gate. also, do we have the time to take 20 to hide?
is the map current?
"Aye," Durham agrees, "likely to be a long day tomorrow." Finally finishing his meal, he clears his place and makes for the washing area with his dishes.
"Hmm... well can't imagine we'll be able to settle this matter with whoever shows up, then. Sounds like the one in charge has been stayin' behind now that this's all become routine." Durham takes a swig of the wine Svetlana provided. "I'm thinkin' if we rough up whoever comes tomorrow, then follow 'em back, we can settle this matter once and fer all. So then the question becomes are we prepared to take on a huge band of 'em?" He pauses for a moment, returning to his stew, but continues before anyone can interject. "Either way, tomorrow mornin's encounter won't likely be the end of it, and we'll only be makin' things worse fer these folks if we don't deal with the leader... however we end up goin' about that."
"Happy to help, lass," Durham says to Svetlana, ignoring Oleg's jabs. "And thank ye kindly fer all this." "Can't say I disagree with ye there, lad," he tells the man. "And keepin' our numbers hidden doesn't sound like a bad idea, but ye should at least offer 'em a chance to walk away. Doubt they'll take it, but it's only civil."
Friendly but not a fool, Durham sizes the two humans up, always aware of how quickly a scene can turn sour.
"Hello there!" Durham calls out, waving, as the group approaches the outpost.
i'm ready.
"No sense lettin' a good wagon go to waste," Durham says cheerily, removing his pack. "Where's a good spot fer this?"
Durham looks up, a bit surprised by the mention of the Eternal Rose, then smiles softly. "My apologies, lass. I'll remember to keep Shelyn in mind as well in the future," he says to Raennia. Then, to everyone, "Ready when you are!"
yeah, it's the worst. when we got started i was in the same boat. (roommate didn't pay the internet bill and expected the rest of us to pay again to get it turned back on.) hope you get power back soon.
cool. also, i went ahead and spent the 150 for the gloves. in my head they're fingerless leather gloves. let me know if it should be a little more.
they're just leather gloves. and cool, i'll add those rations.
so should we worry about rations? also, how much should it have cost me to have my holy symbol embroidered into my gloves? and for that matter how much did i just spend at the bar?
yeah, its just basic stuff i should have started the game with (and almost did before the board ate my changes). no need to RP it.
1 million doll hairs! also, idk if you want me to shop in town, but there were some adjustments i wanted to make to my gear (that is i intended to have more than just weapons and armor). i would have done it sooner but we haven't had internet at the house and typing a lot on a phone or tablet sucks.
"Well, ain't you a vision!" Durham greets the female dwarf with a cheerful grin. "Rodric here didn't say nothing about that! He was all doom and gloom and "Ma 'n' Pall kill me" and what-have-ye. HA!" He gives the other dwarf a playful slap on the shoulder. "Anywho, don't know if ye heard, but the powers that be are insistin' we get a move on; so, if everyone's ready, I'd like to say a little prayer before we get to it." Inviting the others to join him in a circle, he bows his head reverently. "Oh Torag, great shaper of the world
When he finishes he puts his fist in the center of the circle and calls the name of the god with whom he shares the closest connection. "Grundinnar."
"Ah. Thanks, lass," the dwarf says smiling at the barmaid. He turns back to his companions, excited for the stew. That's when the human boy enters. Durham turns at the sound of his name. "What's this?" He sees the boy scanning the room and waves him over. "That's us, lad. Well... most of us anyway. Whatcha got there?" When the boy leaves, he turns to Rodric. "Guess we better find yer sister then. If she's already out shoppin', we can grab supplies along the way." Suddenly, he looks a bit crestfallen. "Guess we won't be havin' time fer stew."
"Aye! I'll always take another," Durham responds as he settles himself in more comfortably. "So it seems like this will be our little band whenever yer sister gets back. Aside from a few healthy drinks, what should our first move be?"
BUY MY BEARD!
"No, I think we're alright, friend," Durham says. "Ye have a good one," he tells the departing dwarf. When it seems the companions are more or less alone, he shares his opinion. "Well, I don't trust that one as far as I could toss him," he says to Ivar. "He certainly hadn't planned ta mention that Luxdimar or whatever ye called it, but I still git the feelin' there's somethin' more." He takes a swig of his ale. "Bah!" he exclaims, throwing his hands up as if to cast the thought from his mind. Then, he turns to Rodric. "So ye think everythin's alright with yer sister?" he asks. "I assume that's what that look ye gave Ivar earlier was fer."
"Well that's quite the tale. Can't say that I've heard it before. Can ye tell me more?" he asks the other dwarf. "Barkeep! More drinks for my friends over here if ye would! Durham doesn't trust the other dwarf a bit, but he's probably not entirely full of it, and there's no sense not finding out what he's after.
Durham is about to answer Rodric when the other dwarf chimes in. A knowing smile crosses his lips as he responds. "Well, I've heard many a legend, friend. What ones might ye be referrin' to?"
not sure if you want us to do rolls here or in gameplay, so just in case im doing them here for now.
Durham finishes his mug and slaps some coin on the counter. "Ah! Thanks fer that, Lad. Go ahead and git a round fer ev'ryone on me," the dwarf offers. He waits a moment for another ale before joining Ivar and his new friend. "Not too long. Met escortin' a caravan here after I saw the notice in Brunderton callin' fer folks ta tame the wildlands," Durham responds. "Name's Durham, by the way, o' the Battlebrew clan. Nice ta meetcha!" Smiling, he raises his mug in salutation.
"Oi, Ivan, get a load o' this," Durham says, nudging his companion. "It's every dwarf in Restov! HA!" he slaps the other dwarf on the shoulder. "Ah..." he sighs, still chuckling to himself. "Well, we better get ta introducin' arselves, so we can find these two we're lookin' fer."
"Well met, lad! Look forward to meeting yer sister. Come! Have a drink with us!"
"Supposed to be meeting some folks, friend," Durham responds. Allana hands him a drink, and he raises his mug to the bartender appreciatively, then takes a healthy swig. "Ye seen any other dwarfs?" he asks, scanning the room.
"Aye, I believe so," Durham nods in agreement, also hoisting his pack. "Better get a move on. We're wasting daylight, and, what's worse, time we could be drinkin'!"
"A strange man, that one..." Durham says to Ivar as the caravan pulls away. "Though no stranger than any other human, I suppose." He chuckles heartily. "Ah... but let's git on over to this tavern. I could use a drink!"
everything seems to be working for me.
I also look a wee bit grumpier than I'd like, but perhaps that's just the lack o' drink.
dot. man, the dwarf avatars are a bit lacking... i'm not bald enough. :p
i'm getting unconferrtable...
same. it's been a while since I've played. I was a little late but I hope they still consider me.
20 point buy it is... ... and done enough i guess.
"Sounds good," the young man says. "My name is Glenn by the way."
Images of the carnage flash through Glenn's mind mixed with older memories of a familiar face, and the boy awakens with a scream. "Darien!" he calls out reaching desperately into the darkness. After a moment, noticing the light, he steadies his breathing and regains his bearings. Okay, I was at the celebration when suddenly there was an explosion and everything erupted into chaos. The last thing I remember is the ground swallowing us up and the dragon saving the few of us with her dying act. I wonder if anyone is hurt. Looking around, he asks, "Is everyone alright?" |