The Campaign Builder's Guild

[ooc]I'd just like to say that i am loving this campaign and especially my character. He's so much fun![/ooc]
 [ic=Ilio]"Verlan, you say? I have wished to go there myself in the past. Mayhaps after we meet with the king I might join you there sometime not too far off."
With Elsa, gone Ilio returns to the bar to speak with his companions.
He turns to Jel'mac and replies, "My friend, I had others things occupying my thoughts when he spoke before. The lovely miss Elsa for one. Perhaps we should find you a nice girl. Then, maybe you will better understand the cause of my innatention."
Ilio turns his back to Jel'mac then and adresses his fellow swashbuckler. "Aldo, what say you to that shooting match now? Though we shouldst likely go outside as I doubt good Master Eluf would appriciate holes in his walls. Also, you appear to be a good few drinks ahead of myself. I had better catch up before the contest. I wouldn't want you to have an unfair advantage," he says with a wry grin as he downs what's left of his brandy and calls for another.[/ic]

[ic=Jelma'c]
"Hah! Nice girl indeed. Distraction thy name is woman. You can feel free to woo the women, Ilio. I will stay over here, safely away from their devilish tricks."[/ic]

[ic]Aldabrat gulps down his ale and nods. "Now it is!"[/ic]

[ic=Ilio]"Just let me grab one more drink for the competition and we can go. I wouldn't want you to be stuck with a small tab."
Ilio gets another brandy then, a drink in either hand he walks outsid and sets one down on a bench while they find a good target.
"What about the knot in that tree yonder. I think it a decent target. Shall we say 20 paces to start with? Or do you need to be closer to see it properly," he says with a grin.[/ic]

[ic]Jelma'c follows the pair outside, half-empty drink in hand. "Mind if I watch? Half a platinum that the halfling kicks your dwarven butt from here to the Weeping Sea; how about it Aldabrat?"[/ic]

[ic=Aldabrat]Aldabrat snorts, and nods. "The knot in the tree then. And as to my dwarven buttocks, they will stay right here, thanking ye kindly."[/ic]

[ic]"So is that a yes?"[/ic]

[ic=Ilio]Drawing his left pistol then changing his mind and drawing the other one, Ilio says, "Shall we do best of 3 shots? Or would you prefer more? perhaps 5?"
He takes his pistols and lines up the sight with the target. "Shall i go first?"[/ic]
 [ooc]I'm thinking we make the target an AC 15 or something to hit. (-5 dex, +8 fine, and a +2 cause of a range increment). an 11 is close (hitting diminutive) and an 8 hits the tree (small target). sound good?[/ooc]

[ic]Ilio takes careful aim and lowers his pistol at the tree. It discharges with a loud crack and the shot launces at the target...[/ic]
 [ooc]I'mma take a shot at the tree and get this rolling.
 [dice]1d20+8[/dice] [/ooc]
 [ic]... and slams into the trunk, about a half foot to the left of the knot.
"Argh! One of those savages this morning must have bashed the sight during the battle this morning. Look at that, it's all crooked."
He holsters the firearm and draws his other. "Well, tis your shot now master dwarf. Lets see what those runes can do."[/ic]
 [ooc]ewww, terrible shot. a 2. as my first shot. I do really well in batlles, but don't seem to be able to duel for the life of me. MAybe Ilio just doens't take it seriously enough.[/ooc]

[ic]"Devilish are we?"  A voice whispers coquettishly into Jelma'c's ear.  It belongs to Miss Elsa.  She holds a tray with a mug on it.  "Complements of the house, from an anoymous benefactor."[/ic]

[ic]"Ilio you dog," Jelma'c says jokingly, "I am touched."

Turning to Elsa and taking the mug, he asks, "Would you happen to be able to describe this benefactor that appears intent on me not finishing the night under my own power?"[/ic]

[ic=Miss Elsa]"Oh master Ilio had nothing to do with it.  Or if he was, he most certainly was not aware of it.  It's from one who has found you amusing and is in such a mood as to be quite generous.  As for a description, I'm afraid 'twould be a betrayal of confidence to tell you more than I have."[/ic]

[ic=Aldabrat]Aldabrat lines up his pistol almost lazily, shuts one eye and blasts at the tree.[/ic]

[ooc][dice]1d20+8[/dice][/ooc]

[ic]... the bullet slams straight into the knothole, embedding itself near to the centre.

"Bet's on, T'kel."[/ic]

[ic]Taking aim with his other pistol, Ilio opens up at the tree.[/ic]
 [ooc] [dice]1d20+8[/dice]
c'mon[/ooc]
 [ic]As the slams into the knothole with a loud ping as it hits Aldo's, Ilio grins and states, "This isn't over yet, my stumpy friend."[/ic]

[ic=Aldabrat]"Stumpy? HA! I'll show you!" He switches to his other pistol and takes aim.[/ic]

[ooc][dice]1d20+8[/dice][/ooc]

[ic]The gun gives off a feeble puff of smoke and the bullet whizzes off into nowhere, leaving Aldabrat cursing and reloading his first.[/ic]

[ooc]Dear god, natural one...[/ooc]