And so it begins... Please if you are a PC, only open up spoilers with your name on them. If you have any thoughts or questions please post them here (http://www.thecbg.org/e107_plugins/forum/forum_viewtopic.php?59890). Good luck to all of you and I hope everyone has fun.
Welcome to the commoners world.
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[spoiler=Elemental Elf]
State Religion: The church adheres to the worship of the Four Lord Hosts (2 male, 2 female but all called lords regardless). Most churches focus on one of the four (though several prominent ones focus equally on them all). The church in Rulvsfell is known as the Congregation of the Divine Peace and is devoted to the worship of Prospal the Lord Host of Pacifism. The other three lord hosts are Devonar the Lord Host of Truth, Nixi the Lord Hostess of Generosity, and Telari the Lord Hostess of Perseverance.
Local Religion: The other observed religion here is that of Ancestor Worship. Those who follow such ways (many locals do and are permitted to do so in order to prevent an uprising) often keep a shrine to their predecessors (or wear a small open silver hexagon on a necklace if they don't have place for such a shrine). Most worshipers pray to their ancestors every morning while facing away from the rising sun (since that is where they believe you go when you die... on towards the twilight). Other than that they will pray in other situations where they feel in need of guidance (setting out on a journey, making a big decision, etc).
Druidism: Locally there is also a small underground cult of animistic druids. Most people know about it but nobody that knows a druid is willing to say they are one, so the local law enforcement hasn't been able to do anything. Druidism is simply the worship of nature, primarily animals within nature. Each animal has a certain connection to a cosmic truth. Furthermore, the places they call their homes are considered sacred. Due to this druids also get into conflicts with hunters and lumberjacks (who are destroying what they consider holy) as well as members of the state church (who consider them pagans).
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Light streams lazily into your opening eyes as you beat back the grogginess of sleep. Your ears can make out the chirps of chickadees as well as the morning songs of quail. Stretching your arms you sit up in your bedroll and take a look around.
Just above the horizon the sun sets, having cleared the bonds of the dim brown earth below. The sky is cloudless and the air is clean, fresh with the thick smell of pine and juniper. You lean up against the tall birch tree you decided to sleep under last night and idly watch as a merchant wagon makes its way into town. The rumbling in your stomach and the dwindling amount of coin in your sack tell you that you should probably do likewise. Despite this though, everything feels right, like the air is permeated with possibilities waiting to greet you. You stretch your arms again and smile as a black haired human hops off the wagon and strolls off towards the river to wash up. Yes, the world is starting to rub the sleep from its eyes. You do so as well and lift yourself up with the help of the birch.
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[spoiler=Gnomish Cheetos]
There is a tap on your shoulder and you wake to a big face grinning at you. "Glad to give a lad in need a lift into town but you best be off before the boss catches you and skins me alive." You rub the sleep from your eyes and yawn a bit. The burly Half-Orc (whose name you can't seem to recall) hands you your sack and stuff. After a quick handshake you hop off the back of the wagon and take a look around. To the east the sun has finally risen, while up north a few hundred feet you can make out several groups of merchants and travelers camped out alongside the road. Behind you is a small bridge going over a slow flowing river. Shucking your sack up onto your shoulder, you amble on down towards the river to splash your face. You catch a few glimpses of some interesting blue shelled creatures in the water as the cold drops drip from your long hair. The air is beginning to warm up and across the river you begin to see people coming out of their tents and houses, preparing for the day ahead. Behind you an elf in a work uniform makes his way over and across the bridge.
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[spoiler=Stargate525]
It seems like hours since you last saw anything more than the squirrels (which are still chattering up in the branches). The forest still surrounds you, however it has been getting slowly thinner and thinner, graduating from thick-trunked pines and junipers to thinner and younger trees. The sun has finally peaked up above the earth though (as you can tell by the slowly brightening forest). Finally the forest gives way to an open area, dotted here and there with the stumps of felled trees. Beyond the clear cut area you can make out the roofs of a small town as well as numerous farms. Weary from the long journey you nevertheless continue on, hoping to find a place to rest for a short bit. As you get closer you come up alongside a river and begin following the bank towards what appears to be a bridge. The river is teeming with small fish and you watch half-curious as they swim to and fro between large red rocks on the riverbed. Up ahead you walk passed several yawning merchants and a man with a short spear, bending down to splash his face in the water. Finally crossing the bridge you sit down on the steps of what appears to be an Inn to take a short breather. Farther into town you can make out the laughter of playing children as well as the soft notes of a stringed instrument. Your feet are sore but at least you are wide awake (having recently tranced). A good thing too since you are going to need to find some work by the look of your money pouch. For the moment though you sit there and soak up the sun as the notes from the instrument drift through the morning air.
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[spoiler=limetom]
Sitting up you rest your head against a wooden beam and yawn. You stay that way for several minutes, letting time tick by as the birds outside chirp and chatter at one and other. The nicker of a horse finally coaxes you to open your eyes. You look around at the small barn you spent the night in. Sunlight is streaming in through cracks in the east wall, highlighting motes of dust as they dance through the still air. Standing up you walk out and open the barn doors, greatful that the farmer was willing to let you sleep here.
The outside world is bright and you shield your eyes for a moment, waiting for them to adjust. Finally you get a glimpse of the town. People are preparing for the day. Children are running about while their mothers set about preparing breakfast. On one of the buildings you can make out a Dwarf patching a hole in his roof. For the moment though you return to your pack and pull out the small stringed instrument the farmer said you could have (in his own words: "never did get a chance to learn on the dang thing, you seem awfully interested in it. Take it if you want). Sitting on a bale of hay out front you pluck the strings, playing a slow but happy tune on it as you watch the town slowly come to life.
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I'm going to pick up a shell-thing.
[ic=Jean Viea]Jean sits and plays for a little while, taking in the morning.
After finishing a tune, she gets up and walks over towards the dwarf. Perhaps he needs some help. Perhaps she can make a coin off of it.[/ic]
Tim stands up and stretches, opting to head for the unknown instrumentalist. As good a place as any to get his bearings.
[ic=Randor Stoneminer] Randor smiles once again, admiring the day. He looks around and repeats a small prayer to Nixi the Lord Hostess of Generosity, thanking her for the natural bounty that surrounds him. Noticing his sack still has a twinge of weight, Randor rushes off following the Merchant Caravan into town, hoping he did not miss Breakfast. [/ic]
[spoiler=Gnomish Cheetos]
Roll for Dexterity
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[spoiler=Limetom]
Standing up you stroll in to town past several small houses. A young woman eyes you over for a second and then goes back to sweeping the dust out of her house. You approach the dwarves house and look up at him. Up above he slips and falls over, catching himself but losing the tile in the process. It slides down the roof and falls off the side.
(roll dex if you want to catch it)
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[spoiler=Stargate525]
You walk farther into town, watching the scenes of the morning. In front of a small wooden hut a women is airing out a rug, the dust billowing off the piece with each shake. Opposite her, several men chat idly, one of them is blowing smoke rings out of an old wooden pipe. Meanwhile the music picks up in speed, almost to that of a dancing tune and then stops. You continue walking towards where you last heard it. Finally, turning a corner, you come face to face with a short, heavily tanned woman. She seems to be watching the roof above her. You glance up and watch as a tile slides down off the roof.
(roll dex if you want to catch it)
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[spoiler=Elemental Elf]
You cross into town, laughing to yourself when you notice a man bent over the river, trying to catch a blue shelled creature. Following the wagons you come out into the center of a large town square. Merchants are posting tents, going over inventories, or otherwise preparing for the day. Several wagons are continuing onwards but most seem like they will be staying for a bit. Off in one corner you see a think halfling struggling to carry a large cask and muttering to himself about worthless human hire-ons. Off to the side several human children are staring in awe as a lanky elf is setting up tables of candies and racks filled with spices.
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[spoiler=roll] [dice]1d20+2[/dice] [/spoiler]
[spoiler=Gnomish Cheetos]
With a deft grab you snatch up the creature in your hands. You hold it up for examination. It has a shell like a crab, but there is also a tail that extends from behind it. It wiggles its antenna furtively at you. You're not quite sure what it is. Your stomach rumbles, as far as it's concerned... it's breakfast.
Behind you you hear a chuckle and turn to see a young human woman tending a fire. A kettle is bubbling slowly over the flickering flames.
"You're pretty quick there."
She smiles and rubs her hands together before going for another piece of wood from a nearby pile.
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[ic=loch] to her:Oh...hi. Can I use that fire for a little while? Normally I wouldn't ask but I lost my flint a few days ago. [/ic]
[ic=Randor]Randor takes all the happenings in. He's not seen such a gathering for many months, it warms his heart to see such joy on all's faces. Randor, not having any love for the Halfling race (bunch of thieves they are) decides to walk over to the lanky Elf and inquire about the Candies.
With a wide smile, the dwarf asks "Hail good Elf, tell me of your spicy candies." [/ic]
"Whoa." Tim drops his small bag of belongings, lunching for the dropped tile...
[dice]1d20+2[/dice]
[ic=Jean]Jean tries to catch him...[/ic]
[ooc]Roll: [dice]1d20+2[/dice][/ooc]
[spoiler=Gnomish Cheetos]
[ooc]
she's actually a human :P
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"Well there isn't much fire to go around. I'm cooking some fish though so feel free to toss your little blue crawfish into the pot. In return you can have some when I'm finished."
She picks up a wooden ladle and slowly stirs the brew, throwing in a small dash of salt.
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[spoiler=Elemental Elf]
The Elf glances at you then takes a look up at the sky.
"Nah it's much too warm for hail. Or spiced candy. I do have a bit of cinnamon though if you would care for that stuff. Or if you prefer some nice sweet rock candy. But just a minute yet as I finish up what I am doing."
He goes back to setting up his spice racks and lugs out a locked chest from behind a wooden crate. Then looking around he quietly lifts a small pouch off his belt and opens it up. The children huddle around and he quietly gives each one of them a small caramel cube.
"Don't tell your mothers, they'd be after my hide giving you all this so early."
The children snicker and quickly stuff the cubes in their mouths before wandering off. Finally the merchant turns to you with a sly grin on his face.
"So how can I help you?"
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[spoiler=Stargate525]
You jump out to grab it but instead smash into the lady (who was attempting to do the same thing). She manages to grab it before you barrel her over, winding up on top of her.
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[spoiler=Limetom]
You reach up and snatch it out of the air. However, before you can do anything else you are run into by an elf in a brown work uniform. He ends up on top of you (in a somewhat compromising position no less). Off to the side you hear someone laughing at you.
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"Oh dear..." Tim says, standing up quickly. "I'm so sorry about that, Ms...?"
He holds out a hand to the woman, belatedly remembering not to look like a complete imbecile.
[ic]Randor licks his chops and asks "How much for a piece of Rock Candy, my Good Elf?"[/ic]
[ic=Jean]"My naym is Jean," she says as she takes the elf's hand and gets up, "En yew maht wahn be a bitmer kerful nekstahm, hon. Is ther a far er somfink?'[/ic]
[ooc]Might loose the accent later.[/ooc]
[ic=loch]to her:thank you
Loch drops the blue thing into the pot.[/ic]
[ic]"Just trying to help out." Tim said, a little put off by the accent, "I'm new, wanted to make a good impression and all that..."[/ic]
[ooc]Please do, or make it less obvious. That's just hard to read. /mho[/ooc]
[spoiler=Elemental Elf]
"One copper coin," he grabs a small ceramic jar and sets it up on the table. Grabbing the tiny knob on top he lifts the lid off to reveal an assortment of small red, green, and blue rock candies.
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[spoiler=Gnomish Cheetos]
She begins stirring it slowly, giving the brew a sniff every minute or so. After what seems like forever to your growling stomach she finally turns and yells.
"Ok folks, stews ready. Bring an extra bowl for me will ya."
Almost on cue a small assortment of muscled humans as well as a couple burly orcs stumble out of a large wagon nearby. Most of em seem to be chewing something, which they spit out before sitting down near you. One of them is carrying a stack of large wooden bowls, which he begins handing out to everyone. Taking the ladle the lady mashes the stew up for a bit then begins serving it out to everyone. She pours a thick concoction of fish and crawdad into your bowl.
"Eat slowly, wouldn't wanna you to choke on a bone or a shell. Then you'd never wanna try my cooking again." The two orcs chuckle a little and one of the men slaps one of them on the shoulder with the back of his hand and shakes his head.
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[spoiler=Stargate525 & Limetom]
The dwarf is now looking down over the roof at you two, chuckling heartily.
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[ic=loch]After eating Loch heads down to the river and washes his bowl. He hands her the bowl, thanks them, and heads into town. (the spear is slung over his shoulder, point down)[/ic]
[ic]"Mmm, they all look absolutely delicious. I think I will take..." Randor pauses for a moment to inspect each cube. "The green looks appealing but Red is my favorite color... Too many choices," he replies, "I'll have to use an ancient Dwarven secret to decide! Eenie, meanie, miny moe, catch a goblin by his toe, slash his throat & burn his corpse; my dwarven mother said YOU ARE IT!" yelled Randor as he pointed at the green cube.
"I'll have 1 green cube please," giggled the Dwarf as he fetches a Copper Piece from his sack. [/ic]
[ic]"Oh yes, incredibly funny." Tim said, rolling his eyes at the dwarf, "I suppose you enjoy dropping slates?"[/ic]
[ooc]Accent retcon and such. Substitute Ulster Hiberno-English for Baltimorese.[/ooc]
[ic=Jean]"Ye want your tile back den, yeah?" asks Jean.[/ic]
[spoiler=Gnomish Cheetos]
You stroll along the main avenue between buildings of various colors and designs. The town has finally come to life and the residents are going about their morning business. Merchants are setting up shop, men are heading off to work. Some are carrying farming tools while others sling sacks over their shoulders and head off to the local shops. A father and son have axes slung over their shoulders and are walking north up the road towards the forest.
You come out into the main market square, amazed that a town of this size would have such a busy marketplace. There are quite a few tents pitched and many tables covered in goods. Merchants are talking with customers and among themselves or otherwise busying about their shops. Something catches your eye. Over near a large open tent you see a tall elven merchant under a sign that says "Crail's Spices and Fine Candies". He is talking with a burly dwarf with a somewhat thinning head of hair. Standing, looking somewhat nervous is a young, and very short, half-orc. Several other children are pushing him, almost egging him on to do something. Finally the child picks up the courage and just as the dwarf pulls out a handful of coins, snatches them from his hand and turns to take off.
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[spoiler=Elemental Elf]
You pull a handful of coins out of your pouch, but even before you can go to pick out a copper you feel a small hand work its way into your own and tug the coins away.
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[spoiler=Stargate & Limetom]
The dwarf shakes his head. "Nay I just couldn't help myself. That was a pretty entertaining show you and the misses there put on." He grins and shakes his head up and down "And yes the tile would be most useful. Why don't you two head around back and climb up the boxes," he points off to the side of the small house. "I could use a few hands up here."
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And that's that till the limey tom gets back.
I'm going to try to stop the kid.
[spoiler=if its an unarmed attack roll] [dice]1d20+1[/dice] [/spoiler]
[spoiler=if its a dex roll] [dice]1d20+2[/dice] [/spoiler]
EPIC FAIL
[ic=Jean]"I amn't dis lad's "misses", yeah," Jean says as she walks around and climbs up the boxes on the roof, tile in hand.[/ic]
[ooc]Back in Maryland. Might be jet lagged for a couple of days, though.[/ooc]
[ic]"You say that like it would be a bad thing." Tim quips, following the woman up onto the roof, careful not to look up.
"I'm Timothy. Timothy Silver." he extended his hand to the dwarf.[/ic]
[ic] Randor flips out! He has so little to his own name... He tries to grab the hand! Its the only option! [/ic]
[spoiler=Roll]I'm not sure what you want me to add to my roll, so I'll just make a roll and let you decide. [dice]1d20+[/dice][/spoiler]
[spoiler=Gnomish Cheetos]
You attempt to jump the kid before he can get away. However, he just barely manages to evade your grasp. With a shocked look on his face he turns south and takes off while his friends scatter.
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[spoiler=Stargate525 & Limetom]
"The name's Gregor," the dwarf scratches at his wiry black beard before accepting the proffered hand in a hearty grip. He then walks over to a large hole in the roof and waves you both over. Glancing down at it you notice scorch marks and some ashes scattered about it.
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[spoiler=Elemental Elf]
You turn and reach for the thief, a runty looking half-orc child, but he evades your grasp and turns south. Out of the corner of your eye you see someone else grab after him and miss.
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Notice: gonna be busy most of today.
Reason for Limetom: Bees. BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEES!
Reason for Everyone Else: Christmas Shopping.
[ic]Randor, enraged, starts to yell "THIEF! THIEF!" as he gives chase moving as fast as his stubby legs can go.[/ic]
[ic]Jean notices the hole in the roof, "Cleaning up after a fire, no?" she asks the dwarf.
"Aye, I'm after forgetting me manners. Me name's Jean Viea."[/ic]
[ic]"A pleasure." Tim said, extending his hand to the woman as well.
"I'm not expert, but shouldn't the roof supports be replaced too?"[/ic]
[ic]Jean ignores Tim's hand this time.
"Are ye daft, lad? We wouldn't be standin' up here if they weren't."[/ic]
[ic]"Not daft," Tim says, leaving the hand up, "but slightly naive."[/ic]
[ic=Jean]"Ain't never met a naive person who knew they were naive before."[/ic]
[ic]"Knowing is half the battle. I'm barely out of my first century; how else would I be?"
He smiled, glancing significantly at his still outstretched hand.[/ic]
Loch's going to try again
[spoiler=try again!!!!!] [dice]1d20+1[/dice] [/spoiler]
never mind... My computer's dice are made of fail...
I am back people, sorry for the long absence. :)
[spoiler=Elemental Elf & Gnomish Cheetos]
The young thief runs between two buildings with a perturbed dwarf and a ragged looking human hot on his trail. The Human lunges at him, but again misses. A red haired halfling, going about his morning business rolls a cart out into the alleyway, unknowingly right into everyone's path. The half-orc kid slips past the cart just before it blocks the alleyway off, fully startling the halfling.
(pushing the cart is a strength check; clambering over it is dex; you can of course do other stuff as well)
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[spoiler=Limetom & Stargate]
Gregor walks back over to the hole. "Aye, some blasted mage was hanging around at The Hitchpost last night. Bloody fool was drunk and tried to shoot a bottle off my roof with a fireball." He grabs a few nails and heads back over to the hole. "Have to get this fixed before we get any rain comes in. If you two would be willing to help me I can have it done alot sooner." He looks you both over a bit as you talk back and forth. "Nah the support is fine, it's mostly this patch of roof that I had to rip out and replace. Anyhow, I can pay you for your troubles, I just would like to get this done so I can run some errands."
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[ic]Randor sees the 'cart trick' coming a mile away; he's fallen pray to this maneuver once before and Randor swore to himself to never again be deterred by a cart! He yells "This bull is getting his MONEY BACK!," then slaps his hands together, making a loud audible noise, sticks his hands out in front of him and attempts to push the cart out of the way while still running. [/ic]
[spoiler=Go Die Roll, GO!] [dice]1d20+2[/dice] [/spoiler]
EDIT: [ooc]My Dice are made of Digital Fail! [/ooc]
climb over
[dice]1d20+2[/dice]
My dice are fail again :(
[ic=Jean]"Well I don't mind, mate. Amn't sure about the elf, though," replies Jean.[/ic]
[ic]"I've got no problem with it." Tim nodded, adding, "if there's a hot meal or a roof over my head in it for me, that is."[/ic]
[spoiler=Gnomish Cheetos & Elemental Elf]
Loch leaps up onto the cart and stands on top of it. Just as he is about to leap onto the other side, Randor barrels into the cart at full speed. Loch falls back off it, landing solidly on his back end. The cart meanwhile slides over a bit but Randor can't quite fit through with his stout build (Loch however should be able to squeeze through). The halfling is now a bit perturbed and the treatment of his cart and is hurling insults at you and telling you to leave him alone. Off ahead you can see the thief head between two more buildings and take a right onto one of the main roads.
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[spoiler=Limetom & Stargate]
"Fair enough," Gregor leans back slightly, gruff hands grabbing at a brass belt buckle. "I'll pay both of you in meals for the day and a place to sleep for the night." He offers his hand to you both, one at a time. After the handshaking formalities are out of the way he waves you over around the hole. "Do either of you have any carpentry know-how?"
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[ic=Jean]"Nay. I don't."[/ic]
[ic]Randor lets slip a roar of anger! "MY MONEY! MY LIFE! WHY HAVE THE GODS CURSED ME!" While he stands, Randor shoots an evil eye at the Halfling. He then looks over at the willowy Human who aided him, smiles and extends a hand of friendship. "Thank you for your help, the Gods were not with us this day."[/ic]
[ic=Loch] "Aye, they weren't. I'm Loch."[/ic]
[ooc] I was just about to ninja you and keep up the chase :-p [/ooc]
[ic] "I'm Randor. I'd offer ya a drink but with the thief and all..." [/ic]
[ooc] If you give chase, so will I. [/ooc]
[ooc]So did he steal my whole bag or just a bunch of coins?[/ooc]
Quote from: Elemental_Elf[ooc]So did he steal my whole bag or just a bunch of coins?[/ooc]
He only stole the coins you had in your hand (1 sp and 3 cp).
[ooc]
Quote from: NomadicQuote from: Elemental_Elf[ooc]So did he steal my whole bag or just a bunch of coins?[/ooc]
I'm POOR(er)! :( [/ooc]
[ic]"Nothing beyond basic hammering." Tim said, shrugging apologetically, "Now if you were making the roof out of wrought iron..." [/ic]
[ic=loch]That's alright friend since I don't drink anymore anyway.[/ic]
[ic]'Tis good, 'tis good. I suppose I must find work for myself, seeing as I am now stranded. Know of any where where I might begin? [/ic]
[spoiler=stargate & limetom]
"Well I suppose I will have to show you what to do then."
He takes you through how to pin the tiles into the roof underneath the tile above it. All the tools you need are on the roof there. I will need 3 standard d20 rolls from both of you.
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[spoiler=Gnomish Cheetos & Elemental Elf]
The halfling points out quite colorfully that you can start by cleaning up his tool cart.
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[ic]A hearty smile drifts across the face of the Dwarf, "Aye, I shall help you for the Gods demand nothing less." Randor then begins to clean up the mess he caused.[/ic]
[dice]3d20[/dice]
[ic=Jean]
Jean attempts to help roof the home...
[dice]1d20[/dice]
[dice]1d20[/dice]
[dice]1d20[/dice][/ic]
[ic=Loch]Loch shrugs and says "I suppose I'll help too." And starts cleaning up the mess.[/ic]
[spoiler=Elemental Elf & Gnomish Cheetos]
You help the halfling fix up his cart again. Picking up trays and tools that have fallen off it and organizing jostled containers again. This seems to lighten his mood considerably.
"Good to know you have some decency in ya," he rubs his hands together on the cart and turns it down the alley. You hear him shout over his shoulder, "sorry about the money, if you need work you can probably find some in the markets back the way you came."
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[spoiler=Limetom & Stargate]
Jean makes good and steady work, pinning roofing into position and helping where else she can. Timothy likewise busies himself about the roof. The gruff dwarf leaves the roof a few times for more supplies (and to run some errands). The last time he comes back you see him carrying up a tray of something that smells quite good.
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[ic=Loch]Loch checks his pocket to make sure his 1 silver coin is still there, and tells the dwarf " I think I'll take his advice."[/ic]
[ooc]I don't trust halflings anymore than I trust Kenders. :-p
[spoiler=nomadic] I have a question= can I change my character's backstory and skillz into this?
Loch The Commoner
Loch Belthadd, human male commoner 1
age:26
stats:str=12,dex=14,con=12,int=14,wis=11,cha=10
languages: common, elven, goblin
skills
craft(basket-weaving)+4;4 ranks
spot+4;4 ranks
survival+2;2 ranks(cc)
use rope+4;2 ranks; 2 dex
listen+4;4 ranks
knowledge(arcane)+3;1 rank(cc);2 int
search+0
Feats= toughness, improved initiative
H.P.=8
attack= shortspear+2(1d6+2)X20.
A.C.= 12; touch 12; flat-footed 10.
Saves= fort.+1; ref.+2; will+0.
Initiative +6
stuff: artisan's outfit(with a lot of patches and added pockets), short spear, bedroll, sack, 3 trail rations, fishhook, common lamp, 2 pints of oil, 1 sp, artesian tools.
Notes: fights with spear two-handed.
Appearance: Loch is very thin and sickly looking, even though he is healthy. He has no beard, but has shoulder-length black hair. He usually has a disinterested look on his face.
Back-story: Loch was an apprentice to a fairly well off basket-weaver in the city-state of (somewhere), at least until the city-state of (somewhere else) declared war. Loch was conscripted into the army of (somewhere), but deserted after (somewhere else) won a decisive victory on the plains of (generic plains name). He became a caravan guard for a few months, and became friends with a young wizard who taught him a little knowledge and some simple spells, but was discharged after an incident involving large amounts of ale, a half-orc named Bob, and a merchant's daughter. About a day ago he wandered into Rulvsfell.
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Sure that's fine...
Anyhow, bumping this up top so everyone sees it.
thanks.
just bumping it to the top...
[ic=Jean]"What smells so good?" Jean asks.[/ic]
[ic]"Not exactly famished..." Tim flopped into a sitting position, "but close."[/ic]
Sorry about that guys. I was waiting for EE and I waited too long and got sidetracked.
[spoiler=stargate & limetom]
The dwarf checks the progress you have made and seems quite pleased. "Good job so far, almost done even," he holds the tray out for both of you. You see two wooden platters heaped with fresh vegetables and cooked chicken. "The missus made this for ya, fresh from the garden and our friends over at the baker farm." He points down the ladder, "feel free to go grab a drink from the spout if you want."
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Gnomish Cheetos, since EE hasn't been on you are free to do what you want. I am just gonna say that he has headed off towards the marketplace.
[ic]Tim was on the food almost before it was out of the dwarf's hands. "Thank you."
After he's done, he avails himself of the spigot below and gets back to work.[/ic]
[ic=Jean]"Thanks for the food."
Jean eats as much as she can; without steady work for the moment, meals might not come as regularly as back home.[/ic]
[ooc]Once again, I'm on the move. I'll be going from Maryland to Hawaii tomorrow. Should be on again on Saturday; adjusting to timezones going westward is, for me at least, much easier.[/ooc]
I suppose I'll go off and look for some work. Loch heads...through the alley and to the left!!!!
[ic] Randor bids farewll to both the Halfling and his new friend Loch. The dwarf looks around for anything, or anyone, that could possibly give him a semi-stable job, all the while taking in the many sights there are to see in the great festival![/ic]
[ooc]Oops, sorry I totally missed the update! I've been waiting for a week for Nomadic to update, not want to press the halfling into any bits of conversation. Sorry Everyone, my bad. [/ooc]
[spoiler=limetom & stargate]
After a nice repast and a short rest, the three of you get back to finishing up the roof. It's hard work but you make steady progress as the sun rises in the sky. By the time you have finished you are thoroughly sweating from the heat as much as the exertion.
Gregor leads you down off the roof and inside of the small house. It is a simple but comfortable place and the windows, open at either end, allow a small breeze through (which feels exquisite to you right now). The house is made up of one room with a bed at one end and a small kitchen area at the other. The middle of the house plays host to an assortment of old chairs and a much scarred low table. The dwarf sits down in a low wicker chair and sighs with relief.
"Please have a seat," he motions to a couple human sized wooden chairs.
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[spoiler=Gnomish Cheetos]
You walk down the alley, which opens up into a large grassy area. There are several merchants carts here and a few people sitting around talking. Further on you come out into one of the cities squares, which is busy with activity. The locals have largely finished buying their morning bits from the merchants. However, the merchants are still actively trading goods, though between themselves more than anything.
One thing catches your eye though, a thick bearded human in a deep green tunic is waving one arm and shouting out something about lumber.
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[spoiler=Elemental Elf]
Back in the upper market you stop and take a look around. It seems like there are plenty of people willing to hire someone. Right off the bat you notice a human directing a dwarf in the placement of goods. Nearby that there seems to be a trickle of assorted people carting in lumber and dropping it in boxes next to a wagon. Opposite them is a man with a long pipe in his mouth, busy showing a variety of animal hides to another merchant.
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[ic] Randor trusts his kind far more than any other, thus he walks over to the Human and the Dwarf. "Hail friends! I am in search of a job, do you need any help?" asks Randor with a hearty, trusting smile[/ic]
[ic]"Thanks." Tim said, sitting and enjoying the play of the air across his body.[/ic]
[ic=Loch]Loch is going to go up to him and say "hello friend... I overheard you say something about wood?"[/ic]
[ic=Jean]Jean sprawls back in the chair and sighs, "I haven't worked that hard since I left home."[/ic]
[ooc]I have successfully made it back to Hawaii; it only took 17 hours of traveling, probably 2 hours of which were constant light turbulence.[/ooc]
just a quick bump (which I will edit in a few hours) I have to go do some stuff right now.
Update: Sorry, it will have to wait till tomorrow. I have a splitting headache and can't think straight.
[spoiler=Elemental Elf]
"Oi! Another one o you blokes," the man eyes you over a bit. "You any good at haulin' parcels over a bit o distance?"
The dwarf next to him eyes you oddly.
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[spoiler=Gnomish Cheetos]
He doesn't seem to notice you and is making quite a bit of racket. Several other people join you in front of him.
"Ok folks, last call for hauling duty," he gives the market square a glancing around. After nobody steps up he gives each of you a look over. "Well not as many as I had hoped but it will do in a pinch. Ok, follow me." He picks up a hatchet and waves you along. The others line up behind him and follow him north out of the square.
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[spoiler=Stargate & Limetom]
"Nay, thank you. Thank you both." Gregor smiles a bit. "You both look new around here. I have of course promised you food and shelter for the night but I think you could use a bit more than that." He pauses to grab a small wooden box, opening it in his lap. "I might be able to find you some work if you're willing. Won't be fancy, but at least you won't starve."
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[ic]What kind of work are we talking about here?[/ic]
[ic=Jean]Jean nods in agreement, "Anything is better than nothing... well... most are."[/ic]
[ic=Loch]loch will get in the end of the line and follow.[/ic]
Fine, if elemental elf doesn't want to play then poo on him :P
[spoiler=Gnomish Cheetos]
The line weaves along the main road north. You pass a few more merchants and some people going about their daily business. Crossing the bridge out of town the man stops and turns around.
"Ok we're heading out into the woods, I need a few good hands to help haul and chop lumber. Just keep your wits about you." He turns off the road and walks between wagons towards the edge of the woods. The guy just in front of you mumbles something about wolves.
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[spoiler=Limetom & Stargate]
Well around here we're pretty big on lumber and the jacks out in the woods have mighty large stomachs. I have some experience in filling such things but I need some quick feet that can deliver and sell for me. I was thinking about paying a couple of the local lads but you two are probably more trustworthy than them.
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[ic=Jean]"Sounds good to me."[/ic]
[ic]"Aye, I 'ave much skill in ferryin' goods from dis place ta dat place. It not be a 'ard job," replies Randor as he eyes the man, and the dwarf, over in turn. [/ic]
[ooc] :morons: Ok I must be going crazy! I looked at the thread just yesterday and did not see a blasted post! My eyes are playing tricks on me! Sorry for the delay (again). :hammer: [/ooc]
[ic=loch]Loch shifts his spear around so that he can grab it in case of trouble.[/ic]
[ic]"It'll do, I suppose." Tim said, looking down at his hands, "although it's not what I would like, beggars don't often choose."[/ic]
[spoiler=Limetom & Stargate]
"Fair enough," the dwarf scratches his face then opens up the box and pulls out a thin cigar, placing it between his lips. He reaches over to a nearby table and grabs a small piece of parchment and an inked quill. "I'll just write something down for ya so my guys know who you are." He scribbles down a note and folds it up, then hands it to Jean. "But lets have a few minutes to relax first shall we."
Lighting a small chip he touches off the cigar and takes a deep puff. Leaning back he sighs contently and then offers the cigar to Tim for a puff.
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[spoiler=Elemental Elf]
"Ah good, me brother forgot his gear. Though he's been adle brained ever since the duke drove out them pagans. Smilin' like an idiot n all." The man drops a small wooden crate at your feet, the top is open and within it you can see a large book as well as some priestly garments. "Always did think that church thing o his had him a bit messed up. At any rate, ye take that to him and tell him eric sent ye with it. If he's too addle brained to pay ye just come back here and collect." The man points the dwarf over towards another crate. "Ok bring that one up front so we can unload." Turning back he points off north, "he's up and staying at a small building out with some of the jacks, it's due north of here. Easy enough to find with all the hired help heading out."
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[spoiler=Gnomish Cheetos]
You head into the woods until the green of the trees completely surrounds you. It's a little eerie but the shade from the sun is nice now that things are getting a bit warm. After a bit the big man stops by a cache of tools and boxes and waits for all of you to catch up.
"Ok lads, simple enough here. Take a hatchet and cut the tree. Cut from one side only and cut at an angle like this," he swings his hatchet up from the ground and strikes the side of one of the trees. "And don't blasted forget to yell out a warning when you make the last cut like the last crew." He waves you over to the tool pile and starts handing out hatchets.
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[ic]Randor looks perplexed at the hefty amount of instructions, far more than he believed would be necessary for such a simple job. Randor sighs, "Aye, I can do an dat fer ye. Just up north and follow da road." Randor bends down, hoists up the crate and begins his new adventure with only the smallest hint of a smile showing under the vail that is his beard. [/ic]
Loch picks up an axe, walks out a ways, and starts chopping down a tree.
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[ic=Jean]Jean takes the paper, glances over it for a second, and puts it in her pocket. She sits and waits for Tim.[/ic]
[ooc]Oh lol. I was waiting for Stargate to do something...[/ooc]
Do you guys still want this to continue cause it seems like it just can't get going.
Also I am going to be unable to post much for the next couple days anyhow.
Hmm... Maybe we need a Deus Ex Machina moment to throw the 4 of us together and generate some RP between ourselves?
[ooc]Railroad us. We want it bad.
*cough*
I mean, yeah, it would be a good idea if we all got together.[/ooc]
Rofl yea you turds like to run away from each other and do anything not to get together. I have tried so many times to get you together. I will just give you some meta-knowledge so you guys can railroad yourselves. You all are heading to the same place, a lumber camp.
Regardless though I have to pause this for a few days since I am heading over to a friends house for awhile. When I get back we'll start this up again.
I'm already there.
[spoiler=Nomadic] [ooc]Randor could just huck the crate by the side of the road and head to this Lumber Yard, unless the yard is near the crazy dude's house, lol. That is, if, you want to railroad us :)[/ooc] [/spoiler]
Quote from: Elemental_Elf[spoiler=Nomadic] [ooc]Randor could just huck the crate by the side of the road and head to this Lumber Yard, unless the yard is near the crazy dude's house, lol. That is, if, you want to railroad us :)[/ooc] [/spoiler]
It is mwahahaha. Every single thing I have done to you guys has been to get you all together. You have been the hardest group to try to get together. Next time I play with you guys I am totally screwing originality and just sticking you in a damned tavern. :P
Just an update to let you guys know this isn't dead. I just got back from spending a week with some friends so things are a bit off kilter. In addition I have gotten back to discover that I have alot of stuff that needs doing. Don't worry though, things should be back to normal by next week. As an added bonus I will be writing up some proper quests for you all (I planned this as a sandbox not realizing you all are used to a more linear system).
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This isn't dead is it?
I think it's dead :cry: :cry: :cry: :cry: :cry:
Sorry guys I don't have time to keep running this. My plate's too full and to be honest here the commoner campaign idea doesn't work with more than one person. I think I may run one of these again but if I do there will only be a single slot available.