Commoner Campaign (group 1)

[limetom]

[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]

[Loch Belthadd]

[ic=loch]to her:thank you
Loch drops the blue thing into the pot.[/ic]

[Stargate525]

[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]

[Nomadic]

[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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[Loch Belthadd]

[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]

[Elemental_Elf]

[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]

[Stargate525]

[ic]"Oh yes, incredibly funny." Tim said, rolling his eyes at the dwarf, "I suppose you enjoy dropping slates?"[/ic]

[limetom]

[ooc]Accent retcon and such.  Substitute Ulster Hiberno-English for Baltimorese.[/ooc]

[ic=Jean]"Ye want your tile back den, yeah?" asks Jean.[/ic]

[Nomadic]

[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.

[Loch Belthadd]

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]

[Loch Belthadd]

EPIC FAIL

[limetom]

[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]

[Stargate525]

[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]

[Elemental_Elf]

[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]

[Nomadic]

[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.