oh i can pick your lock ulrich
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"what about that thief we chased around the other day? Also what for?" sand whispers back
"Never had to pick locks myself mostly went in windows. Why do you ask?" Sand gave ulrich a suspicious glance
Sand follows Ulrich over to the bar. "I will have a meal as well sir" Sand says then passes the barkeep a silver "Unfortantly i did not find out anything last night, had a rather strange night really. Did you have any luck?"
"Ahh Ulrich was it?" sand asked with a smirk on his face. He glanced around the tavern then his face turned serious and leaned into Ulrich and whispered "something weird is going on in this town. Have you noticed?" Sand leans away and says louder "I would love to grab some food I'm starved" As he looks around for a table.
Sand shook it off and walked off towards the tarvern "I need a drink" sand said under his breath He walked up to the door and opened it scaning the tarvern
Sand blinks slowly as his soul reconnects with his body. It feels like its been months. What happened. Sand looks around in the middle of the street and see the orc standing in a daze next to him. "What the f*~~ just happen?"
Sand winks at the thief then runs after him "look just hand over what you stole and we will stop chasing you."
Jumping over the fence and moving next to the thief attempting to slow him down.
Sand runs up to the fence and vaults over it. Then runs over to the thief and Ulrich. "Nice going Ulrich hold him" Sand says as he attempts to take the thief's sap.
Which he fails to grab a hold of in the struggle
Sand not wanting to be out done by ulrich sprints off, and trying to jump the wheelbarrow while showing off a bit.
Sand front flips over the wheelbarrow then full moves to catch up woth the theif.
Sand stands back up and tries to act cool and brushes some dirt off his shoulders.
After smearing the mud and grass from the ditch into his clothes and tripping a bit as he got back up. He Sprints after the thief and tries to punch him again.
Unfortunately as he staggers out of the ditch he dosn't quite get to the thief and just swings angry at the air.
Sand shouts. "STOP THIEF" Then charges the figure and swings at him As he closes in he swings way to late and flies past figure. He looks back at the figure in surprise then slides off the road and into the ditch.
As Sand watches the crowd, He sees a hooded person slip out the door. That’s strange He thinks as he takes another drink. Then as Ulrich gets up and moves to the door and people start crying out over missing valuables. Sand quickly pads him self down then glances up at the door and shoots off towards it. Trying to dodge through the gaps in the crowd.
"Interesting. So how do you plan on doing that?" sand said to Rexah. Then leaned over towards Silas "One mead please." and passes him a silver.
sense motive > 18: You get the feeling that sand is a native of the island, and that he is hungry for news from there.
"I only bear my heart to the fairer sex" sand then winks at the nearest human female .
"But Rexah if you are traveling I may as well travel with you. I have no real direction, other then the call of the road." He then turns to the Scribbles "Bard have you heard of the island called Tawdry? It is quite far from here."
"Interesting." Sand says slowly. Then looks away towards the orc. " Well met I am Sand. I tend to agree with Ulrich no wars, but you still need to watch your back." He takes a drink of mead and glances at the gnome. did he really think I wanted to hear about how islands are formed?
Sand perks up upon learning the gnome is a bard. Turning towards the gnome "That's a shame, I am looking for work as well. But Perhaps you have some news of the world then? Being a bard you have surly heard tales of faraway kingdoms? I have always enjoyed hearing tales of islands." As he speaks glances around the room, trying to pick up on some of the other conversations.
"Yes sit where you want there are many chairs." Sand said as he waved his hand towards the seats "We have just introduced our selves I am Sand." he said pointing to him self sitting back down pretending to take a big drink of mead
also scribble is great
"I come from a far away land from the north, but it is no longer my home. I am a traveler now" Sand said somberly. "Gjoll that sounds like a nice land, The names Sand" He leans forward and extends a hand. sense motive 15+: You get the feeling that he is not being entirely truthful
So is scribbles at my table or another? also bleh post
Ok that sounds fair. If I'm rolling for funzys I'm notgoing to take the rank increase I'll add like lols or something to the skill check. Also I apologize for miss spellings phone texting be hard.
Sand dug throw his shirt and produced a silver coin, and passed it to the man. He then stagged his way over to the man with the broken helm (ulrich). When he reached the table he toasted "To Battle and Women" then he drank some mead and fell down into the seat but didn't spill any of his mead. "you look like a lad who can handle him self in a fight. Where do ypu hail from" he says as he leans lazily back in his chair.
so I'm going to be away form my comp for a couple days. going to have to post via phone so expect delays.
Sand stumbled down the stairs from his room. Buttoning up the last few button on his shirt. He slicked back his hair "just another day" he muttered to him self. As he adjusted his head band which currently disguised him as a fair skinned blonde man. He looked around the room
Sense motive 16+:
Sand appears to be acting drunk He swayed over bartender "mead" He hadn't learned the wall of a man's name over the few days he had been staying at the grinning lich.
well s&#& |