Yeah, I wonder that myself. I need to mend what damage was caused to the gnolls, otherwise I'm a deadman. So might buy some slaves, maybe as a peace offering for their mistress, also a bit of exploration I suppose.
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"Better live in a hovel than out in the streets." He kept his comment short and played it off, there was no need to entertain it any further. "Well if you're fine with gnolls that's good, we're going to the The laughing Fleshfair."
That's fair, wish is why I'm glad to have spoken to you about it beforehand. I could eventually make him into maybe a jack of all trades, trading in magical wares, slaves/monsters, commondities/resources. With his headquarters being in Okeno, this would be down the line so it's not a priority now. And here I was hoping to even my odds.
Thinking of turning Jawahar into a merchant and eventually an information broker, the funds he gets will be put into a his arcane research. I'll send you some information I meant too before. I have a better idea of what I should do now. Maybe try to eventually win the favour of Hyena Princess Njano.
First up, what dock are we in? I'm not sure if you wrote in the past where the Serpents Sin is harbored. I want to say the new harbor, but could be the yellow port. I snagged a copy of the strange aeons game and found a decent piece on Okeno and a map with sites. So I might go about exploring the city. I probably don't have much time until a messanger comes for me so I want to get info, some on gnoll sailors how they act, maybe something on the Serpents Sin and its Can. I can't justify looking into esoteric rituals just yet. Rambling aside, I want to get info and I'm sure I could find some amongst the patrons of The Stern. Who knows maybe I'll find some info on Akorian, some sort of side quest or leads on how to start up my side business.
"Hah, I live in the Fleet, one of the most disgusting, diseased-ridden pits in Golarion. As much as I'd like to blind one of the beasts and throw him overboard,we have to "play nice" with them. Doesn't mean we can't sabatoge something and play the part of "heroes" to save the day." He looks out into the sea with his back turned to Granvog,"well I have nothing to manage today, let's head to the Stern. Maybe we'll get a lead on things going about this city or additional work."
Jawahar nods, taking in Akorians counsel as if his very life depended on it.
He looks over to Akorian's servants, simply nods to them and makes his way of the Serpent's Sin. Once off, he walks over to Granvog."Consider this our shore leave, we're going to be sailing the waters in sometime with those gnolls." He scratches his neck,"I can feel the fleas biting even now. Well is there anything you wish to do, the day is still young?"
Well, I've seen enough films that show villains feeding crocodiles or sharks, also Budi was cut in half a couple of weeks ago.
With Jawahar put in his place, he remains silent for the remainder of his time aboard the Serpent's Sin. It was foolish to let his position as Akorian's agent go to his head. "Please, forgiveness Lord Akorian. It was foolish of me to speak out of turn, if I must be punished I'll leave that to your judgement."
Quickly he tried to remember something he once read about gnolls and how he has seen them in this current life.
Last I heard, the GPU price hike from crypto-mining as died down and if not it will when the new cards are released. I'm personally running with a strix RX480. I'm pretty much going to build a second computer, using all my old parts and turning my old computer into spare/data archive. I'm not as big of a gamer I was some years ago, but having the option is nice. I'll send you a few character ideas, all of mine aren't setting specific so you should be able to use them freely.
"It's a pleasure to make your aquitance Mistress Sruh. With all due respect Mistress, but guile and cunning are as cutting a sharpend blade, a dull blade won't get very deep, even with adequate force behind it." Jawahar slowly approaches the table, he gazes over the stakes. "I've always enjoyed games of chance, the thrill when you're ever so close to winning, like chasing your quarry. It speaks to something in my blood." He looks over to Lord Akorian and then to Mistress Sruh,"that's what you're both betting on, my success or my failure? Very well I accept, I cast my life into the pool."
Yeah, I understand that. I'm looking to update my computer soon too, just waiting for amd to release their new ryzen. After that I'm probably going to upgrade my Ramm and motherboard to ddr4 and get another Nas HDD along with a better ssd. Got a new ultra wide monitor so that's fun at least. Anyways, I like it. I have a whole book of NPCs,dmpcs and etc I've made. I want to rewrite them into another book and maybe something you've done too. I'll think of something for you to make.
Hey don't worry about it, you had to wait long enough for me. what crapped out on it if you don't mind me asking? oh interesting, but I need to ask and feel free not to answer it. IS this a potential ally/contact, a rival or a character you want to throw in?
Jawahar nods at Granvog, he knew better than to prod him. He followed the instructions he was given and boarded the vessel. He got closer to Akorian and the larger than average well dressed gnoll. Once Jawahar walks within 5ft of the table, he gestures as bow as not to interrupt their game.
while he watched the game with some interest, he loaded his pipe with some tabacco he gestured an incantation to light his tabacco ablaze.
Glad Jawahar was for hiring Granvog, it wasn't too long ago that gnolls were on his trail for the explosive incident at the dock. Even with Granvog at his side, he kept his hand well within reach of his estoc. Ah the Serpents Sin, what an outstanding vessel. He thought to himself. Once the two made it to where Gaz stood, Jawahar stopped. "This is Granvog, he around shortly after when Akorian's caravan was attack. He's the reason I'm alive and more importantly Akorian's good made it in one piece. May we have permission to board, or would you rather Granvog stands here?"
Excellent, I'm going to buy some muleback cords, a wand of infernal healing and a cold iron estoc. We could jump always to that day, if you want to roll for some random encounter good or ill, that's up to you and the dice.
Welcome back and thanks for having me aboard. Character is up to date, just need to fix the header. Other than that we can set this back in motion.
Jawahar mumbles to himself."With nowhere to store them yet, they'd likely get stolen, or become some squatters den. Perhaps my employers may have use of them yet or have agents that know where I could store them, yes." He was concerned by the look the Foreman gave him, paranoid or maybe just lived in Okeno long enough not to trust just anyone. He tried to read his body language.
"Very well I won't take up anymore of your time, how much will you be charging me for leaving my carriages here?" Jawahar was vexed that his words had no effect, but he brushed it off. Now was not the show weakness and truth be told he'd probably would of done the same.
For the record I'm still here, just went through a really nasty heatwave and I hurt myself at the gym a little bit but I fell in love with deadlifting . Anyways I'm going to send you a pm for more information about this game and the realms one.
Jawahar approaches the guild leader when he doesn't appear to be too busy.
"I must ask you, would you happen to know where I can find an afforable warehouse? I'm trying to tip my toes into the merchant profession, I'd be sure to do business with you and at a fair deal if I can get my feet off the ground." Jawahar lays his honeyed words thick, hoping to appeal to the guild leader or catch him for a loop over a potential easy deal.
Jawahar looks around aimlessly for the guild leader on the worksite, the task was improving to be difficult as they all dressed more or less the same, unlike what you'd expect from a merchant guild. Instead he looked for a worker that was lagging off, hoping to find someone to point him in the right direction or if needed, grease someones palms.
Jawahar mutters under his breath,"finally here." He keeps an open eye, not wanting to stand around like an idiot or cause an accident while in idle. He quickly scans the yard for his carriages and then for the foremen or a guild leader of some sort.
So I spoke with Gramork, now he wouldn't ask to switch over to Forgotten realms, but he won't say no. I understand fully that playing in Fr will make this game that much more dangerous, but it's a risk I'm willing to make. As for what area to play in, it's a big world and there is lots of potential. I'm willing to put in the much needed reading I'll need to do. Yeah, spellplague not happening is fine with me.
Well because I do stalk your other game, you know my faerun policy ;). And you did mention plane hopping could be a thing. Anyways, I wanted to ask you, what's the scope you had in mind for this adventure? Where do you picture it ending, lvl wise and is there a goal in mind you want to achieve?
Yes, I'm still interested just still sick. I'll post today. I don't want to abandon my first solo game, there is a lot of potential.
Jawahar looks over to Granovg, he shakes his head. "Whom isn't in this city, anyone with any common sense left long ago. If you think it would be best to fetch a lift from a carriage, so be it. Whatever keeps me alive long enough to keep paying you."
Jawahar looks at Granvog with his bestial eyes, wrinkling his eyebrows. "With that heavy armor, under the heat of the sun? You could lock me for days in a sweatbox, dehyrdation or starvation would be my only worry. I'm game to walk, unless you need a ride to unbridle from that cumbersome armour?"
Jawahar looks to Granvog with his arms crossed,"with that glaive of yours, you'd cut through any foe foolish enough to ambush us. If you insist, we could find an inn for the night. Know any in the area?"
Sorry, work has been harsh a little a lately. Either that or Gramork has been waring me down with his constant gloating that your other campaign is more successful.
Jawahar nods to properitor, grabbibg his supplies and fasting them to his bandoiler. He makes his way out of the smoke filled shop ready to make his way to the carpenter's guild With Granvog.
Jawahar reluctantly pushes the stacks of gold coins her way, waiting in kind for his alchemical weapons and supplies.
"Very well, a deals a deal." Jawahar opens the coin pouch and begins to remove the two hundread and twenty-five scarabs.
Jawahar smirks and nods. He takes a couple of steps closer to the counter,"let see, I'll take: 10 doses of saltpeter, 2 thunderstones, 2 alchemist fire and 1 bottled lightning." He retrieves a pounch of coin from the inside of his robe and begins to tose it up in the air and juggle it.
The fur on the back of his neck stood up, she caught his senses off guard.
Jawahar turned around to face the proprietor, perplexed by her beastial features he quickly scanned her. Another beastbrood or perhaps something else?
He didn't put too much thought into her appearance, he was just as beastial if not more." Tell me, would you happen to have any: saltpeter, alchemist fire, thunderstones and lastly bottled lightning?"
Jawahar places his hand on curtained door to brush it aside, for a brief moment he stops. He looks over to Granvog, whispering to him in a hushed tone."Should you not hear back from me within a few minutes, charge in." He enters smoke filled shop, before making his way to the front counter, he glances over at the alchemical reagents and the various odds and ends. "Greetings, would you happen to sell this humble sorcerer any of your crafted goods?" He called out to the proprietor.
Good point.
He nods at his new companion and begins to walk down the street retracing his path. Even though it was bright out, he was no fool. Okeno was no safer in the day than at night, he hoped the imposing half-orc would scare way the smaller prey that lurked in the hidden side streets.
Going to keep this simple.
Not a problem then. I'm sorry to hear it, hopefully everything will be fine with that.
Do you want me to list what alchemical items I'm looking for?
Jawahar nods in recognition to Granvog's few words. He knew that having him around would scare away the smaller thugs around the streets, but should he miss a payment, he knew his fate danced on the edge of his glaive. "Very, if my funds start to run low. I'll make sure to give you ample warning him. Now today should be an easy task, fetch some alchemical supplies and make my way back to carpenter's guild. Who knows, we might run into something after what happended last night."
Yes, I know what I should do now.
Oh I certainly appreciate that, gives me enough time to think of what to do next or how fix my mistakes.
Just a heads up, I've been a tad bit emotional lately recently, I'll get back to this game asap.
S@&#, nearly had my arms torn off by snakepeople and now an anger half-orc. Figures the gods want to toy with us. Jawahar carefully approaches Granvog, as if he was a wild beast. He tosses a light sack of coins at Granvog's feet. "Hello Granvog, as a show of good faith here is your pay at the beginning of the week rather than the end. The name is Jawahar Raktavira, I hope this business deal can work out between us."
Fair enough, rather I should of said that my goal would be build a network of people, gain property, influence be that wealth or power. From there creating a small trading business that he can use as a cover to for maybe a thieves guild of sort and other trading dealings Ie: The pesh trade and slave trade. Which would probably give me enough funds to research how to ascend my fiendish blood into a full Rakshasa. TL;DR: Climb that ladder of social mobility of Okeno, become a minor/major player in Okeno in the form of a merchant prince/warlord/crime boss/information broker. Dip my toes into merchant trade, to compete on some level with the Apis consortium and the pact masters and lastly fund my occult rituals. That's an idea anyways. As for What I want to do, I suppose look for Granvog and pay him off. Shop for more alchemical goods and lastly look into information about other side jobs to help build myself.
Well that changes things then, I'll pitch some ideas for jawahar. The plan is to make a name in this city, maybe delve into the underworld as his own boss eventually. As for Granvog, I may of forgotten to give my name but I did mention the docks and at noon. Worst case I deal with his wrath some more.
At this point, I think Jawahar is going to find an apothecary, afterward walk about to city looking for rumors or an abandoned warehouse that he can try to claim as his own. If you want to do a timeskip or roll for encounters. That's fine, i need to make diplomacy checks anyways for rumormongering. |