"Lady Liandra, I like the sound of that."
Knotty keeps working with young Argith and gradually slips in a couple of other questions, "This all going to the keep this afternoon, you know to keep it safe?"
"Do they know how to store these incendiaries safe? I'm sure you must have checked at the beginning but maybe they could do with one of us going with the next load just to be sure. I'll go if you want to crack on with the next batch."
And if Knotty is getting on well with the alchemist, he wonders aloud what the Baron wants with all this. It's enough to stop an army.
Knotty keeps working with young Argith and gradually slips in a couple of other questions, "This all going to the keep this afternoon, you know to keep it safe?"
"This evening. Yep. We gotta hurry. Mix faster! Brew faster!!"
"Do they know how to store these incendiaries safe? I'm sure you must have checked at the beginning but maybe they could do with one of us going with the next load just to be sure. I'll go if you want to crack on with the next batch."
"If the Baron's men want to blow themselves up, we'll call it 'testing' ... 'playtesting'. It would be fun to watch that!"
And if Knotty is getting on well with the alchemist, he wonders aloud what the Baron wants with all this. It's enough to stop an army.
"Not yet it isn't," says Argith before turning to you and adding sincerely. "Soon it will be though thanks to your help, Mr. Naughty Ass."
"Well me and Knotty had a look around the lodge . Although I don't think they are in with the Baron we unfortunately didn't learn very much more besides that"
"I can say for certain they have left behind whatever god they once worshipped....although tis strange, it was left unthought of or, kin to an elf's passing thought, not cast down and defiled like most that come against deviltry. I have not knowledge of other gods for I follow that which is true for me." Hru pauses and makes a small sign to Gorum as the room goes silent for a moment "It's just odd is all" He quickly finishes realizing he was thinking out loud.
"I have some smithing experience...but the wargs of the Urglin don't require shoeing, generally. My skills were more 'martially' oriented."
he adds with a toothy grin.
Knotty grins at his new name, then carries on for a while before groaning, "Argith, I'm having so much fun I forgot my friends. They will be wondering where I am. I better tell them and then come back. Wont be long. And this batch is nearly finished."
Before Argith can complain, the halfling legs it back to the Dead Well looking for Eria and the rest.
"Damn, you guys can't even de-shoe a mule? No wonder they sent me along. All right that the entire plan or should I wait to hear the rest?"
She pauses for a moment
"Oh and one more thing. I hate mules. In the entire animal kingdom they are the dumbest creatures I've ever met. If it kicks me, I'm gutting it. End of story."
"I think that the Baron takes delivery of alchemists fire twice a day. Argith's son is very busy making more and they collect it at nine to night and at two in the afternoon tomorrow. Maybe this is a way into the Baron's home. I'll know more after I watch a delivery take place tonight. If in doubt I am working at Argith's Shoppe for the foreseeable, if you need me."
The halfling bolts down some food as he talks.
"I think I should stay at the lodge for the time being." Eria pipes up "Hopefully I'll be able to get more information from them."
It shouldn't be that hard to unshoe a mule ... right? Make a handle animal check.
So, who is going to the Smithy's?
BTW, the time is very early evening now.
Liandra makes her way out to the mule, staring the beast down as she sets about her work.
Handle animal
;)
"Right, you guys look after the mule. Its sooo important and I'll be the only one trying to get into the keep," says Knotty as he leaves back to the alchemists shop.
He shakes his head viciously as he walks away, muttering to himself. But keeps a watchful eye on his back and the sides to see if anyone follows.
Liandra makes her way out to the mule, staring the beast down as she sets about her work.
Handle animal 1d20+6
;)
The mule kicks at Liandra but misses.
Liandra manages, after some effort, to remove the shoe from the mule.
Those who are going to the Smithy's get there without difficulty. At the door, the guards stare down at you. "A shoeless mule? Smaar's too busy to deal with that. Take it to the hostler if none of you can handle it."
The guard, believing the conversation over, turns to the other, "Who can't shoe a mule? Some people really shouldn't be allowed to drive caravans."
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Liandra makes her way out to the mule, staring the beast down as she sets about her work.
Handle animal 1d20+6
;)
The mule kicks at Liandra but misses.
Liandra manages, after some effort, to remove the shoe from the mule.
Those who are going to the Smithy's get there without difficulty. At the door, the guards stare down at you. "A shoeless mule? Smaar's too busy to deal with that. Take it to the hostler if none of you can handle it."
The guard, believing the conversation over, turns to the other, "Who can't shoe a mule? Some people really shouldn't be allowed to drive caravans."
"Shoeing the mule is not the issue, buying the shoe is - not to mention making sure that it is the same size and style as the others the animal is already wearing. One shoe too large and I have a lame mule and that will cost me more than is worth thinking about. It should not take too much of the smithy's time. We can just pop in and out."
I give them a winning smile, trying not to let my irritation show.
"What is the smith working on that he cannot take a few minutes to make a shoe? Is he under arrest for some reason?"
Diplomacy:
"What is the smith working on that he cannot take a few minutes to make a shoe? Is he under arrest for some reason?"
Diplomacy: 1d20+9
"Under arrest? No!" the guard says surprised then, lowering his voice to a whisper asks: "Should he be?"
In any case, the guard allows you to enter the Smithy's but warns, "Be quick about it."
The enormous curly dark-haired Smithy, Smaar, and five boys of varying heights but with the same mass of curly dark hair are busily crafting breast plates when you arrive.
"Korr!" yells Smaar, "Nothing fancy. These are for war, dammit, not parading about in front of Sosha Furbuttons."
The one he called Korr goes beat red. The other four boys laugh loudly.
Whilst the others go off to do there own thing Eria heads back to the lodge and takes them up on the offer of accommodation.
Whilst the others go off to do there own thing Eria heads back to the lodge and takes them up on the offer of accommodation.
Eria is welcomed back with open arms. No one asks after Knotty.
Knotty rolls up his sleeves and gets stuck into helping Argith complete the delivery.
When that nearing the finish, Knotty hopes that he and the young chap are getting on well. "Look, Argith, how about I tidy up here and prepare the work surfaces for the next delivery while you get some sleep. I'll wake you when the guards arrive for a game of "slippery flasks and count the fingers!"
He carries on regardless.
Hru will wait with Manfred back at the rooms. After 5 minutes of waiting, he starts pacing looking as if he's about to burst.
"Liandra's gone, and she seems a capable type, in case of trouble." Hru remarks trying to reassure himself mostly.
"It could be a trap though, there could be 20 men awaiting them inside"
Hru seems more agitated with this statement.
"Maybe we should just take a walk by, y'know, like onlookers attracted by the sounds of the fight."
Purpose is slowly creeping across Hru's features.
Knotty rolls up his sleeves and gets stuck into helping Argith complete the delivery.
When that nearing the finish, Knotty hopes that he and the young chap are getting on well. "Look, Argith, how about I tidy up here and prepare the work surfaces for the next delivery while you get some sleep. I'll wake you when the guards arrive for a game of "slippery flasks and count the fingers!"
He carries on regardless.
"Sleep!? Who needs sleep? I don't need sleep," asserts the seemingly unfatigueable Argith. "I've got potions to help with that. Are you tired? I'm not tired."
Hru will wait with Manfred back at the rooms. After 5 minutes of waiting, he starts pacing looking as if he's about to burst.
"Liandra's gone, and she seems a capable type, in case of trouble." Hru remarks trying to reassure himself mostly.
"It could be a trap though, there could be 20 men awaiting them inside"
Hru seems more agitated with this statement."Maybe we should just take a walk by, y'know, like onlookers attracted by the sounds of the fight."
Purpose is slowly creeping across Hru's features.
Nodding at Hru,Sir Manfred replied. "Well Sir Hru, I must say just waiting preys upon my nerves. Perhaps a stroll about town will settle them."
Nodding at Hru,Sir Manfred replied. "Well Sir Hru, I must say just waiting preys upon my nerves. Perhaps a stroll about town will settle them."
"Yes! By Gorum, that's it...it's nerves, a nice relaxing stroll about town! Yes!" Hru gushes. He now has a wide grin as he makes for the door. Manfred may note as he spun for the door he deftly reached back and loosened the great battleblade in it's sheath and muttered a low oath. "Lead us not away from conflict, Knight of Swords"
Sir Manfred goes with Hru. Just out for a walk.
"What is the smith working on that he cannot take a few minutes to make a shoe? Is he under arrest for some reason?"
Diplomacy: 1d20+9"Under arrest? No!" the guard says surprised then, lowering his voice to a whisper asks: "Should he be?"
In any case, the guard allows you to enter the Smithy's but warns, "Be quick about it."
The enormous curly dark-haired Smithy, Smaar, and five boys of varying heights but with the same mass of curly dark hair are busily crafting breast plates when you arrive.
"Korr!" yells Smaar, "Nothing fancy. These are for war, dammit, not parading about in front of Sosha Furbuttons."
The one he called Korr goes beat red. The other four boys laugh loudly.
Liandra glances at the breastplates, "Looks like you boys do good work."
Liandra glances at the breastplates, "Looks like you boys do good work.""What is the smith working on that he cannot take a few minutes to make a shoe? Is he under arrest for some reason?"
Diplomacy: 1d20+9"Under arrest? No!" the guard says surprised then, lowering his voice to a whisper asks: "Should he be?"
In any case, the guard allows you to enter the Smithy's but warns, "Be quick about it."
The enormous curly dark-haired Smithy, Smaar, and five boys of varying heights but with the same mass of curly dark hair are busily crafting breast plates when you arrive.
"Korr!" yells Smaar, "Nothing fancy. These are for war, dammit, not parading about in front of Sosha Furbuttons."
The one he called Korr goes beat red. The other four boys laugh loudly.
Now all five boys are beat red.
"'Ello," I call out as I enter the smithy, and then approaching the smith himself I say, "I have a mule that needs seeing to. Seems to be missing a shoe. You come highly recommended by some mutual friends, and I can't help but admire some of the foliage you have decorating your front."
"Foliage? ... Oh, you mean the Baron's men," says Smaar without any hint of irony. "I wouldn't let them hear you callin' them that."
Smaar passes his tongs to one of his curly, dark-haired, red-faced boys. He follows the path of the boy's eyes to Liandra and back and then smacks the boy on the back of his head. "Put your eyes in the back of your head, boy. She's a woman is all."
He smiles and winks at Liandra as he walks over to Galadar.
Eria spends most of the rest of the evening doing odd chores and the like at the lodge whilst keeping an ear open for any information.
Eria spends most of the rest of the evening doing odd chores and the like at the lodge whilst keeping an ear open for any information.
While no one talks about it in front of Tandifor, many of the hunters look upon him as a leader. His continued refusal to join the Baron's army has won him their respect.
Several of them are speaking of leaving the keep tomorrow so that they don't get pressed into service.
Tandifor doesn't discuss it.
Later in the evening, a hunter arrives from the mountains and says he has seen the army of Andoran on the move. Evidently the Keep will be surrounded by morning.
This causes quite a bit of buzz, particularly amongst those who planned on leaving.
Eria spends most of the rest of the evening doing odd chores and the like at the lodge whilst keeping an ear open for any information.While no one talks about it in front of Tandifor, many of the hunters look upon him as a leader. His continued refusal to join the Baron's army has won him their respect.
Several of them are speaking of leaving the keep tomorrow so that they don't get pressed into service.
Tandifor doesn't discuss it.
Later in the evening, a hunter arrives from the mountains and says he has seen the army of Andoran on the move. Evidently the Keep will be surrounded by morning.
This causes quite a bit of buzz, particularly amongst those who planned on leaving.
Upon hearing that several plan to leave Eria keeps an even bigger ear out to see if they say how they plan to leave the keep.
"Tired, no, I just wanted to give you a chance. How about these measuring cups of yours, look as old as the hills. Must have been passed down and down again," changing the subject.
The halfling watches Argith to see if he is taking something herbal or worse to stay awake and on the edge. The man seems a little too "up" for his work.
"Tired, no, I just wanted to give you a chance. How about these measuring cups of yours, look as old as the hills. Must have been passed down and down again," changing the subject.
The halfling watches Argith to see if he is taking something herbal or worse to stay awake and on the edge. The man seems a little too "up" for his work.
Upon hearing that several plan to leave Eria keeps an even bigger ear out to see if they say how they plan to leave the keep.Eria spends most of the rest of the evening doing odd chores and the like at the lodge whilst keeping an ear open for any information.While no one talks about it in front of Tandifor, many of the hunters look upon him as a leader. His continued refusal to join the Baron's army has won him their respect.
Several of them are speaking of leaving the keep tomorrow so that they don't get pressed into service.
Tandifor doesn't discuss it.
Later in the evening, a hunter arrives from the mountains and says he has seen the army of Andoran on the move. Evidently the Keep will be surrounded by morning.
This causes quite a bit of buzz, particularly amongst those who planned on leaving.
From the sounds of things, they were planning on leaving through the front gates but grumble now that they've 'missed their shot'. They worry that come tomorrow, the town will be under seige.
Sir Manfred goes with Hru. Just out for a walk.
Which direction are you innocently strolling in?
"'Ello," I call out as I enter the smithy, and then approaching the smith himself I say, "I have a mule that needs seeing to. Seems to be missing a shoe. You come highly recommended by some mutual friends, and I can't help but admire some of the foliage you have decorating your front."
"That your mule," the smithy asks. He grabs a box of horseshoes and begins to head outside with you.
Sir Manfred goes with Hru. Just out for a walk.Which direction are you innocently strolling in?
Knotty keeps at it until the nine bells delivery. He also keeps a significant distance between his body and that of the risk-taker Argith. Well as much as his work can allow. The halfling also tries to ensure none of the bubbling liquids go critical or beyond as they blend.
Probably past the smithy, as that's where my delusional ambush and 25 man battle is even now taking place
Uh, yeah. [nods]
Knotty keeps at it until the nine bells delivery. He also keeps a significant distance between his body and that of the risk-taker Argith. Well as much as his work can allow. The halfling also tries to ensure none of the bubbling liquids go critical or beyond as they blend.
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"He lost his shoe on the way here I guess," I say to the smith, "As I said, you come highly recommended. I'm sorry to see you having to be at work so hard. I was hoping we could get together and discuss some of our mutual acquaintances You could bring the mistletoe and I could bring the drinks and it would be fun."