The drum dealer looks at you quizzically, then points to the sign that says "All drums come complete with sticks and cymbal."
Jonah, comes back to the group a couple minutes later.
Hey guys, do we have a cart or anything. I kind of made a couple of impulse buys. He he.
Victor claps a hand across Jonah's back. "Don't you know? New guys are the pack mules. Lucky for you my instrument is my voice."
im not exactly a strong guy you know. Maybe i should just buy an actual pack mule. Then I can just chill.
"Ye don't 'av to worry bout carrying my things around. I don't trust leavin' the axe in anyone else's hands," Belzac says, patting the assembly of items slung on his back.
"So, what would be the plan? Unless I heard wrong, you folk won that showdown."
The streets of Center City are bustling with activity as you pass through the gates. Guardsmen oversee the crowds, swords and crossbows at the ready, and ahead looms the high walls of the castle. Flags flutter on the parapets, and everywhere are posters with crude drawings of Squealy Nord's old line-up, advertising your appearance at the contest.
"This is it, boys!" Vinny says. "We're gonna make it to the big time. In a week, you'll all have a recording contract, and we'll be rich!"
"Think anyone will notice we're different from our posters...?" Victor asks nervously.
Vinny shrugs. "Lineups change all the time. But just to be on the safe side, I own the rights to the name 'Squealy Nord,' right?"
"The what?"
"Whatzat, Vinny? You own the whatnow?"
We could always fake some papers if it's a problem.
Did I offend with that statement. I figure you guys are down for anything, if you're down for Polka. Um Pa, Um Pa, Um Pa. He starts beating out a polka rhythm.
"We don't need to fake any papers, we'll be just fine. But the rights? Are we all right leaving them up to vinny, Vic? He's done alright so far, but he has screwed up a few times. it may be too much responsibility for him, y'know?"
You eventually make your way into the center of the city, where you can barely squeeze past the crowds that fill the streets. Vinny goes inside one of the taverns to secure a room, while the rest of you stay out on the street to guard the carts with your things.
Around the corner, you here a snippet of a whispered conversation:
"...and during the contest, the castle will be practically unattended. All the royal guard will be busy watching over the king in the stadium. In and out, easy as cake. Get it?"
Jonah will disguise himself as a blind common folk on a stroll. Poor mans hat and old beat up Dark shades.
Disguise:
He walks around the corner as if completely oblivious to the world. He tries to get a look at who is talking, and to whom. He notes clothing worn and age if possible.
Bluff:
Jonah will disguise himself as a blind common folk on a stroll. Poor mans hat and old beat up Dark shades.
Disguise:
He walks around the corner as if completely oblivious to the world. He tries to get a look at who is talking, and to whom. He notes clothing worn and age if possible.
Bluff:
Jonah stumbles around the corner, mumbling like a senile old man, and two young human men suddenly stop their conversation as they look up at him. They whisper unintelligibly to each other before scurrying off to the other end of the alley, into a busy street.
Perception:
Jonah doesn't get a great look at the two guys in the alleyway. They were human, of medium build, one with dark hair and one with light. However the dark-haired one did walk with a limp.
"I'm gonna make sure Vinny's getting us a decent room. Like, one without a dire lion or a bunch of gnolls."
Victor slaps Roger on the shoulder and heads into the tavern to check on Vinny.