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 A small village, Mapleville is a peaceful place. Several people move throughout the village, trading and working. A inn sits in the center, with the doors open wide and people can be heard inside talking and laughing. There's several small shops with people mingling. A dock lies here as well. A churchbell rings out a few times and goes silence. Some woodsman chop down some trees, making a pile in a small wagon held by a mule. Three kids zip about playing. It just seems to be a peaceful place. This message was last edited by the GM at 12:13, Thu 20 Aug 2020. | |||
He was a young man, and wiry. Of average height for a human, the half-elf was regularly able to pass for his father's people though he never tried. He cared very little for the opinions of others, the most derisive would inevitably be the ones that would come to him for help when they needed to brave the wild lands between settlements. He head was bare, allowing his short blond hair to pick up the slight breeze and his dark green eyes full range of vision. In garb the man was a veritable arsenal, carrying a long-hafted spear in his right hand, doubling as a walking aid. As well as an un-strung bow at his shoulder and an assortment of lighter melee weapons about his person. Finally reaching the village he looked around at the scene of rustic normality, he headed for the closest approximation to an inn the place could offer. | |||
She was here to close a deal and start working on the measurements for a job requested by the mayor of this small town. An expensive and exclusive toy for someone that most probably didn't know how to shoot without hurting himself, but he was paying good money and father accepted the job. Better than that, he asked her to go and do all the field work. Talitha had been working quite well recently and this trip felt almost like holidays. It was early in the morning and she wasn't planning on showing up at the mayor until lunch time (maybe she'd even eat for free) so decided to go for a walk around the town… Not much to see, but knowing the main shops and the inn of a town is always advisable. She found the blacksmith and although she found that he had most of the materials to manufacture firearms and ammunition, he didn't have a clue on how to do it. Obviously she didn't help him in that matter at all. It's good for the business to have no competence. Anyway she just started roaming around the town and enjoying the fresh air before going to meet the mayor. | |||
The gunslinger stops and looks around as the fighter comes from a different area heading for the inn. One of the kids hide behind Talitha giggling. Davian comes down a path near the inn and another kid hides behind him and looks up. His eyes go wide and he books away seeing all the weapons and hides now behind a small cart. | |||
She looks if there is any kind of alchemist and any other business around that can provide her with sulfur, charcoal and saltpetre. After asking in several places, she checks that it's getting close to midday so she decides to ask for the address of the mayor, although she suspects it's the nice house she saw previously. She also checks for the tavern and the inn, as she'll probably need to stay in town a couple of days while closing the deal and getting all the information for the firearm to have it done. Just before knocking on the mayor's house some kids start playing around her and she sees the heavily armoured man on the other side of the street. She feels curious about a man like him in such a peaceful town, but now she has some business to attend, so she knocks in the door. She'll probably have some time to talk to him later at the inn. | |||
As the gunslinger walks towards the smith, he looks up and goes back to work as she seems preoccopied with everything going on. She checks out a few smaller things here and there and finds nothing of any use other then food and some people trading like corn for wheat or beans for potatoes. Most of the shops are decent sized tents, some have signs but others do not. The tavern and inn are visible with a sign above them and have a open door. The larger building no one comes outside. But the people around the town seem to be in a good mood mainly. The tent selling baubles and trinkets seems to be closing down for now but the one who runs it is hard to make out as the tent is being closed from the inside. OOC Make a Perception check. Who you asking? Just random people? This message was last edited by the GM at 21:48, Sat 22 Aug 2020. | |||
08:36, Today: Talitha Deschain rolled 14 using 1d20+6. Perception check. - [roll=1598254577.41025.347974] After checking in most of the shops in town Talitha concludes that there is no way more cartridges can be manufactured in town. She always carries a handful of them when traveling as father thought her, and she doesn't have any intention of using them anyway. She had planned to wait until midday to visit the mayor, but there is not much else to do in the village and she already checked all shops but the one selling baubles and trinkets. She sees it's locked from the inside, so she knocks hoping she might find something interesting in this last shop. | |||
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“This should cover a couple of nights and some meals. I’m here to close some business so it shouldn’t take me more than that.” Then she smiles and asks the innkeeper about the mayor, trying to get some additional information from him before meeting him at his house. After some chatting she asks about the town “I’ve had a look at the shops around town, but I couldn’t get into the trinkets shop, as it seems the owner closed it from the inside. Did he run out of business? The other shops were nice to nose around but I got bored after a while. Apart from that, I’m not sure if there is anything else to know about the town. Any other sources of entertainment while I’m not working?” OOC: Can I use sense motive to feel if there is anything off when she replies back to me? If not ignore the roll. 11:46, Today: Talitha Deschain rolled 8 using 1d20+2. Sense motive on innkeeper. - [roll=1598265992.77283.347974] | |||
OOC So what did you give them? Inside the inn, the woman wipes down a cup "Not much happens round these parts. The smithy has some tales though. Should talk to the lad. Trinkets shop? Oh no, he doesn't have a set time. Probably is taking a nap or whatnot. Knock on the tent and see iffn he's up. Most here are farmers, tradin' goods yah see? Lately we just got a priest here too. What else what else...." She taps the bar a few times "Nope that I know of. Entertainment? Well some of the strapping lads tussle about fer fun. Like music your talking bout? Few people come here, play and leave. Been rather quiet as of late." She takes the coin and gives back 2 silver. Two nights. OOC She seems sincere. BTW You never talk to the smith. | |||
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Before leaving sees the warrior she saw outside waiting in the inn. She politely nods her head and with a brief “Good morning sir” leaves towards the blacksmith. Once she reaches the workshop, she looks around for a while checking the quality of the job done by the man and once he seems to be more approachable she’ll make some conversation with a nice smile “Hello, I just wanted to check on a fellow craftsman how things were done in here. You know I am a manufacturer myself although of a different nature. I was curious to find out if here some of the items I craft could be done. More of professional curiosity rather than anything else.” She’ll show him the pistol and the cartridges “See? I specialise in this kind of objects, so I wanted to know if you know if the raw materials can be procured around the area… I am always interested in finding new suppliers for my business and due to the few suppliers of sulphur, charcoal and saltpetre; and I thought you might know if these materials are available in the area.” (OOC: if the smith says there is not no way of making new ammunition in town I know I only have 20 bullets and that’s it until I go back home) . She makes some more inquiries about this and then decides to leave. She checks and she finds it’s around 11 am so she decides to go have a look at the trinkets shop, in case it’s open now and then head towards the mayor’s house. She’ll get in front of the shop and knock on the door “Sorry to disturb you, I just wanted to check if the shop is opened or should I came later. Thank you!.” | |||
Nodding her head, she smiles as the man walks in. The woman puts away some glasswhere and then grabs a mug putting it under the bard. She wipes her hands and finally speaks "Hello hello. Need a room or a drink? Perhaps both?" The heavy woman sits down. Smithy: The man slams the hammer down just as the woman enters. He wipes off his brow with a gloved hand. He goes to gently grab the gun, starts to check it over "Been awhile since I have seen one of these. I got charcoal of course, helps me keep me forge runnin'. Saltpetre eh? Not sure. Sulpher eh? I bet that there Humfree might have it, always fiddling around with odd contraptions that don't work." He pauses "Might be able tah replace it. Heard bout that there one before but never made one. Yah need what yah call them?" The man holds out the gun to her. He snaps his hands "Yah know what be a blunderbuss?" | |||
"Thank so much for the information. where can I find this Humfree you mention? Is he living here?" And she asks for some directions of the smith can give them. "A blunderbuss you say? have you seen one of those in this town? those can can be a beautiful piece of craft if manufactured properly." | |||
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With her eyes open wide, the plump woman hold a ale to her "Normally, yes I would say it would costs you but but alright. Free." She smiles at him "They came from here or somewhere else? That was a bit rude. A bit rude but I can tell your just tired. Yes yes. Alright. Would you like to talk about it or no? I can grab you something to eat? A bath can be arranged." Smithy: "Yes, blunderbuss. My grandfather gave it to my dad. He passed it to me. I don't use it, and its dusty but maybe its useable. I just have it as a decoration. Would you like to see it? And yes its in the marketplace. Do you need anything built or crafted? Horseshoe, or perhaps some sort of farming supply? With the right gear....." The smith pours some water over his face and he points out its the same tent area with the baubles. | |||
"And thank you for the offering on the manufacturing of items. I am interested in the ammunition manufacturing, as it's one of the things that are more difficult to procure." Then she politely says goodbye "Thank you anyway for your time. I'll head to the market and check on Humfree about the sulphur and saltpetre. Thank you anyway for your time." And heads to the market. | |||
The woman sits and waits on the traveler. Smithy: The gunslinger checks out the blunderbuss. Make a Craft (Gunsmithing). You aren't trying to make it just check it out. Once done and when she decides to she bids him goodbye and heads for the closed baubles tent. | |||
07:30, Today: Talitha Deschain rolled 15 using 1d20+6. Craft gunsmithing. - [roll=1598423450.4388.347974] Talitha heads to the market to find Humfree as suggested by the smith, folding his indications. She'll ask people in the market if she can't find him. | |||
Coming out of the tent, a older man probably a gnome sits down on a small chair. He mutters under his breath and leans back pulling out a small vial. The gnome sniff it and grabs a small bowl, pouring it into it. The man grabs a small morter and pestel putting it next to it. He then puts some of the bowl into the pestel and starts to work on it. Visible is odds and ends, some potions line a wall on a small shelf. A small bookshelf is near him with a odd assorments of something in a wineskin, two small coins and a few other nicks and nacks ranging from a small pendent to four unknown vials. Nicks and nacks, odds and ends. He grabs a small plaque and flips it around revealing 'Humfree Trading Depot: Sell or Trade' Some others are just talking and moving around. A burly man comes from the north with two mules hauling wood. He seems focused, moving through the small area and the mules stop near the tavern/inn. Its a bit busy. Everyone moves around, in and out. A older man comes out of the mayor's home and leans against the wall near it, seeming not armed wearing slightly better clothes but seems simple. He smiles as a few people walk by. INN/TAVERN: The woman waits the man and sits down, pulling out some of her knitting supplies. She seems patient, glancing up at him as he drinks. | |||
She has a look around with interest to the products in display, to understand the kind of business that Mr.Humfree owns. "Hello, sorry to disturb you. Sir, I am looking for Mr. Humfree, I have been told he works with some alchemical components. Then once she catches the old man's attention continues My master owns a workshop and we are looking for some new sources of supply of some specific products and I've been told he might be worth contacting" This message was last edited by the player at 12:23, Sun 30 Aug 2020. | |||
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"Very nice to meet you Humphree. My master specialises in crafting this beautiful pieces of art. And obviously we also manufacture their ammunition." As she says that with one hand still next to the pistol with the other takes one cartridge and puts it on the table. She speaks softly and very friendly, with familiarity and kindness, but you can tell that it is a business speech she has practiced a few times. "One of the biggest issues we currently have in my master's workshop is getting enough alchemical components, that is black powder or its raw components, for our cartridges. We have for hands working in the workshop and are capable of producing high standard and reliable products. But then we don't have enough components to feed our production. So wherever I go I try to find new sources of supply for it." After saying so Talitha makes a pause and finishes "I came here for some other business, but your name came in another conversation and I thought it would be a good thing to pay you a visit." This message was last edited by the player at 20:12, Sun 30 Aug 2020. | |||
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"This feels good. We could use some additional black powder if you can provide it. Of course the amount we need to manufacture firearms' ammunition is different than the one needed for fireworks, but I think we could reach an agreement." She smiles and south's done minutes talking with Humphree about quantities he could provide, prices and some other technical details on the black powder. After a while she thanks Humphree for his time. "Thank you for your time again. Now I should be going I have another appointment I shouldn't miss, but before I leave I will contact you again to confirm the conditions, so I can talk to Mr.Deschain." And she ask him for the means to contact him if he's not at the shop. After that she'll leave to the mayor's house as it should be approaching midday already. OOC: I would buy some additional materials later to make some additional bullets, now I don't think I have money for it (and I don't need them yet) | |||
The gunslinger moves through some villagers and goes to the door. She knocks a few times. No one comes to the door. | |||
"Good morning! I'm looking for the mayor. My name in Talitha Deschain, I'm here as he requested a job to my master, Mr.Deschain" Once she knocks and speaks, she'll remain silent trying to hear anything inside the house. She also checks if there is anything weird in the front door, but won't try to open it. | |||
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So after thinking about it for a few seconds, she heads back to the inn, maybe there she can get some more information about the mayor, a decent meal and rest a little bit. | |||
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"So far the people in the town has been very friendly and welcoming, that makes any place a good place to stay." She points outside with her thumb while talking "But I found weird that when I tried to knock on the mayor's house it looked locked and none answered. Do you know where I can find him if not in his house?" Then sits on the counter and pointing at the half elf says. "Whatever he had." | |||
Inn/Tavern: Maria grabbed her pony's bridle and began to replace the spikes on her armor before heading to the Inn. She needed to book a room since she hadn't planned to leave until tomorrow. She opened the door and swept in as she loudly announced, "Ah, it's good to be back in town! How have you been?" Maria walked to the counter and tossed a piece of gold atop it as she climbed into a seat, "Can I get myself a bed and a fine meal for the night?" This message was last edited by the GM at 01:19, Fri 04 Sept 2020. | |||
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"Hello, my name is Talitha Deschain. I'm here just for business, should be leaving in a couple of days. I can see you are from around. I'll be glad to have done conversation while eating. While she waits for the food she'll reply to the innkeeper "Mayor's house was oddly locked. Not like if he just went to run some errands. More like gone for a long trip... Anyway after eating I'll check again and if noone's home I'll check the temple. I'll need some directions." This message was last edited by the player at 11:31, Fri 04 Sept 2020. | |||
Maria turns to Talitha and looks at them pensively for a moment and quaffs the ale before coming to a decision. "The church wasn't here when I left. If you would like company when you go, then I would be interested in finding out what they are up to in there." Maria ends her statement with an enthusiastic gesture towards the church having replaced the bread in her hand with a bit of cheese. This message was last edited by the player at 02:22, Sat 05 Sept 2020. | |||
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"I would be glad if you'd help me around in town. A local is always the best guide. I'd like to go and check the mayor's house again before, if that's fine." Then the young man goes down the stairs and his behaviour catches Talitha's attention. 07:50, Today: Talitha Deschain rolled 20 using 1d20+7. Perception. – [roll=1599375026.94703.347974] | |||
The innkeeper glances at her then at Maria and Tal "Talks very little. Seems intent on books. He knows we got a small bookshop but seems hesitent. Strange of course. Maria knows of this but we got a small village. Of course we got a small storage area for food for the main village areas. We got farmers that come and go selling their wares and odds and ends. Oh and the temple. And a town hall. Mostly farms. Cobble area. A well, a mill linked to it. Most you need can be provided if its well normal so to speak." She sips her tea after she finishes her food "Stables of course, almost forgot." She seems hesitant. She stands up, taking her kettle and a cup and goes to him, pouring the tea into the cup. He nods his head and smiles briefly up at her as he sips the tea and goes back to reading. This message was last edited by the GM at 17:37, Sun 06 Sept 2020. | |||
"Anyway, should we make a move? I'd like to check again the mayor's house before checking in the temple." | |||
"No need to ask. Go on. If you need anything let me know." THe inkeeper watches the man. She turns and puts her plump hands over her lap. She smiles and once done, grabs the dishes and empty mug and goes into the kitchen, returning shortly and leaning on the bar. Xander nods his head and heads out through the front door. "Well I will be here of course. Be well." THe innkeep nods. | |||
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She greets the innkeeper and moves to the front door where Maria is waiting. "Not sure what a man like him will be doing in a small town. But I've met some of their kind. They are always looking for a weird tome of something to study, so I guess he is chasing something similar. So... How is that you left this beautiful town, and why did you come back? That wizard rolled a 20 to hear me gossiping about him in low voice from the other table hahahaha. Anyway I like Talitha being a little bit of a big mouth. 10:09, Today: Talitha Deschain rolled 26 using 1d20+7. Perception check. – [roll=1599469783.22351.347974] This message was last edited by the player at 09:17, Mon 07 Sept 2020. | |||
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They both go to the mayor's house once again and Talitha knocks on the door. "Do you know the mayor? I hope he's back from where he went." asks to Maria. If noone replies again inside the house she'll try to open the door (just turn the doorknob). This message was last edited by the player at 16:25, Mon 07 Sept 2020. | |||
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As Talitha knocks on the mayor's door Maria answers, "Yeah, he has been mayor for as long as I can remember." She turns to look at Helga as she answers the door. Maria notices Helga's aborted hug and sighs, "Here, give me a moment. Not my brightest idea putting these back in," as she removes her armor spikes. Once they have been removed, she gives Helga a hearty hug with a smile, "I'm doing well enough. How are your grandkids doing?" 20:26, Today: Maria Bumblestone rolled 16 using 1d20+4. exiting tavern perception. | |||
Across the way, Xander stands up and puts his parchement and notepad into his pack. He goes back into the stables for a moment and comes out before moving to head back to the inn but something makes one heck of a sound. ROAR! Xander stops, lowering his head and taking off his glasses before replacing them and turns back to the stables and heads back to it. People stops and look at the stables and rush back into their homes, clearing out the area. Humphree pops his head out "What in blazes was that?" Helga looks at the stables, adjusting her glasses. This message was last edited by the GM at 02:49, Tue 08 Sept 2020. | |||
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"I'm sorry to hear your husband is not feeling well right now. I come on behalf of Mr. Deschain, the firearms craftsman. Your husband wanted to have a weapons created by my master and he sent me to discuss the details. He was expecting me today, but I understand that this is not the best time." She takes a couple of seconds and continues. "If you could let me know when it would be a better time I'll come back then." Once Helga replies with a more suitable time she'll say goodbye politely and follow Maria back to the stables. | |||
The wizard pauses and holds a hand up towards Maria and Tal as they approach. Xander looks into the room and suddenly a massive tiger leaps from the stables ignoring him. It then stares at Maria, growling and lets out a roar. It has some sort of leather armor, moving between the man and the two woman approaching as if guarding him.  Xander moves towards him casually as the tiger slowly growls. He whistles "Nala down!" The tiger growls again and then lowers itself to the ground. Xander gets in its face, watching him. Oddly the albino tiger would be white and black but strangely the black stripes are more of a blue color. Humphree jumps up and ducks back into his tent! Some people watch from their second floor. | |||
"Are you allowed to keep this best in the premises? there is a lot of people that creature could hurt. You should be more careful with leaving animals like this one unchained." And checks for Maria's response as a local before continuing. | |||
When Nala hears being chained, it growls. The wizard gently pets his head, slow and steady. He motions for the two of them to come over, despite the growling. Slowly people come out, seeing as it calmed down but they give the tiger and wizard a wide bearth. Humphree remains in his tent and Helga watches what is going on seeming to not be afraid. Perhaps she has seen a lot "As long as he can control it, then I suppose it is alright. But if it does harm anyone, he will be asked to leave." This message was last edited by the GM at 23:31, Tue 08 Sept 2020. | |||
Maria takes a moment to catch her breath after Talitha's statement and pounds a hand on their chest to clear their throat. Maria responds to Xander, "When is the last time you heard of a horse mauling someone and eating them? Sure, you can get your head split open if you poke their buttocks, but they aren't going to eat anyone." She frowns as she hears Helga's answer, but stops herself from answering. Their town, their rules. It's not my place to change them. She cautiously walks around the tiger to check on her pony. Perhaps it would still live out a long life instead of becoming tiger chow. 17:52, Today: Maria Bumblestone rolled 7 using 1d20+5. Counter-roar: Intimidate the tiger back. | |||
As she goes to check on her pony, it seems fine and drinks some water inside the stables. The pony looks up at her and whinnies and goes back to drinking water and eating some hay. "Touch him." Xander watches the gunslinger now. The tiger rests its head upon its paws, licking them.  The mayor's wife doesn't move for a moment and slowly moves towards it. When she gets to it, the tiger looks at her, eyes narrow but she goes to pet him. It growls but doesn't snap at her. Several villagers watch, the kids hiding behind their parents. It allows her to pet it for a moment and Helga backs up. OOC I assume you were attempted to demoralize him. DC 17. So nope! After a few minutes, the gnome comes out back to the marketplace. He grumbles and turns, as he hears the meow from the halfling "Yes time to sell. Welcome to Humphrees!" And the roar of the tiger totally freaks him out and he darts back into the tent "I'm never going to sell anything!" It can be heard muffled from the tent. Got to love him. This message was last edited by the GM at 01:29, Thu 10 Sept 2020. | |||
"If people in town have no problems about this a foreigner will not complain about it... And given that you heard us earlier, I think I'll ask the question anyway... Are you here in business as I am?" Then she turns to Maria with a subtle smile. "You did well. It was impressive." Then shrugs her shoulders and continues "Well it looks I'll be free until dinner time. Do you want to have a look at the temple Maria?" | |||
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As the halfling and human head fro the temple, they do arrive. No one is outside and the doors are closed. Its a small building. This is over the doorway: https://pathfinderwiki.com/med...nrae_holy_symbol.jpg OOC You can make Knowledge (Religion) Checks to figure out what god it is and/or perception checks to see if you want to hear what the mage is talking to the mayor's wife or whatnot. This message was last edited by the GM at 12:09, Fri 11 Sept 2020. | |||
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Anyway, after a while she rushes towards the temple to catch up with Maria, who's walking that way. "Sorry I got distracted." She follows Maria to the temple. | |||
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"Well, initially I was coming here to check if I could find the mayor, as suggested by the innkeeper. But since we've found out he's stuck at home, maybe it doesn't make sense anymore... Let's chat with this lady anyway, she might now what's the health problem of the mayor." And turns at the priestess and with a gentle smiles says "Hello!" | |||
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"Actually we came here looking for advice regarding the mayor. I came here to close a deal he was making with my master, and as I arrived here this morning I found he's been ill and I'm afraid that will hinder the meeting. I came here just to know if you knew something regarding the mayor's health condition, and if I should write to my master to express my concerns, as probably you might know better if it is something to be worried about." She tries to sound harmless and puts on her best face but with little success. 21:59, Today: Talitha Deschain rolled 4 using 1d20. Diplomacy. – [roll=1599944395.16454.347974] This message was lightly edited by the player at 21:01, Sat 12 Sept 2020. | |||
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OOC: Maria is proposing a timeskip since we seem to have taken care of introductions to the town, unless there is anything she missed. | |||
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She's starting to suspect that Father not only asked her to come here to close the deal to help her breathe a little bit, but because he didn't want to deal with all this complexities in the commercial side of his business. Anyway, when Maria proposes going back to the tavern she sees no problem at all. "I think I need a drink, but I can get drunk until I close this deal with the mayor. Edit When they arrive at the tavern and the tiger is at the entrance Talitha gets her hand close to her weapon casually and goes cros the door ready to defend herself if needed. Once inside the tavern she talks to the innkeeper "You're lucky you're the only inn in town. Keeping a tiger at the front door would make you run out of business wire quickly... Anyway, this mage that is starting here is kind of weird, and very confident that his tiger do not bother the rest of the customers or folks in town. Definitely an odd man." This message was last edited by the player at 22:05, Mon 14 Sept 2020. | |||
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Xander goes back inside staring at the gunslinger "Excuse me? You look at someone that is different and then you insult them when you don't know them." The innkeeper steps between them and looks at Xander "Your both are guests. So please stop alright?" Xander's eyes seem to glow a blueish coloer then dim. He nods his head to the innkeeper "My apologies. This is your residence." Tilting his head he bows slightly and steps away, sitting at the bar with a piece of cloth on top of something. The innkeeper looks at Tal. "Well then, I suggest you apologize as well alright? All that judgment doesn't do you any good no? I'm a big burly woman-are you going to say something bout my weight? No you won't. You seem to hang around a new friend there right? So going to say something bout her height? So why judge someone you don't really know?" The innkeeper seems to stand her ground, adjusting her apron "Not trying to be rash my dear, not at all. But looking at people without knowing them is not right. Not at all." She goes to rest her hand upon the human's arm "Come and sit alright?" She glances at the sylph "Got something to show her dear? Go on." Xander looks at them then down at the cloth. Its about the size of a 2'x3' something. Humphree looks over from his tent and puts down his odd glasses. He watches as Maria tries to find a different way in and he chuckles at this and speaks out loudly "Maria? Get yer over here. I don't run that dang tavern. Forget already?" When he sees the tiger and Tal looking like it was about to make her dinner, he closes his eyes "No no no.." And when he opens it, the tiger is against the side of the tavern, laying down in the shade seemung to be asleep "Well then well yes. Come on over Maria. Get over here lass." He stands up, motioning for her to come over. This message was last edited by the GM at 23:39, Tue 15 Sept 2020. | |||
“Really? Are you playing the racist card with me for this? Do you think I think you are weird because of how you look?” she keeps laughing “Well… let me explain to you why I think you are weird. It’s not because of how you look, but because of how you behave.” She stops laughing and her face turns more severe. “The first time I saw you, you were putting your nose in a book, not even caring about your surroundings or anyone in the room. I’ve met a lot of people that are so in love with their books that they do not even look at other people when talking to them. And I do not belittle them or think they are bad people. They are indeed good customers, so no complaints from my side. But tell me that not looking at people when talking to them is normal, because everyone I know looks in the eyes when talking to other people. At that moment I found it amusing, and I even liked you. She shrugs her shoulders. ”And tell me I was wrong and you weren’t planning to visit the bookshop in town or the library even if just out of curiosity. Please.” She stops talking to the mage for a second and while she looks at the innkeeper she keeps muttering “Your look really? Me? Racist?” After a second she puts her furious eyes in Xander again. “But then you sir come here with a huge deadly tiger and you leave it roaming around the town freely. I understand you are confident that it is harmless. I have the best aim with my crafted weapon that any creature in the country could have. I am confident that I could shoot to the other side of the street 40 feet from here and hit that nail that stands out in the wall. But I am not shooting at things unnecessarily because I understand that accidents happen. It’s not about how confident you are on your pet, it's about being able to understand the risks. There are kids that challenge each other to throw stones to the monster, a drunk man that shows up and get into a fight, and a thousand other scenarios where an animal that obviously can tear a human limb is not a wise idea. Yes, having a deadly animal as a pet is weird, but not realising that it is very dangerous and leaving it roaming free in a populated area is not only weird, it is reckless. So that’s why I think you are weird. Because of your weird and reckless behaviour... I couldn’t care less about your looks” Her face has been turning red as she was speaking. She finalises with a very sarcastic tone, while she makes wild gesticulations with her arms. “And now sir, please go and leave you huge deadly tiger outside in the street if you please because that’s what normal people do. Actually what don’t you send it to play with the kids? For sure that is completely safe and no accidents never happened when huge felines were playing with little kids that have no boundaries. If you think that is completely safe it’s because it is and I will not think you are weird for having a complete lack of prevision or care about the people that might get hurt. Now if you excuse me I’ll go to my room… Sorry Maria not in the mood of a drink anymore.” Then she storms out, gets in the inn and with a fiercer face than the tiger’s she walks up the stairs and disappears in her room. For those who can listen while she leaves to her room, she keeps muttering “Racist, really? me?” all the way up the stairs. OOC: Calling her racist was not a good idea imo hahahaha. Sorry I wanted to write this since yesterday but I needed time lol. Btw, Xander might be 120% confident on how much he can control his tiger, but a first level familiar has the intelligence and self control of an average creature of that species | |||
Zella takes off her apron, putting it on the counter and grabs the key if needbe, walks up to the second floor following after her. She pulls out her coin purse, with the money she provided and holds it out to her "Please speak with the mayor when you can. You are not welcome here, I am afraid. You insulted me and Xander, and he had left. Is that what you wish? I mean no offense at all and you act like a child, running away. And by the way...." Zella holds out the painting which is that of Tal that Xander painted and it looks impressive. "He does a marvelous job and did it for nothing. You should be ashamed by your actions. No one called you racist. You liked him and ended up insulted him. He was ashamed. I did not agree with the tiger but he kept it under control." She sighs before turning to leave "Perhaps you will meet him again and will think about my words. I have spoken to him in the past, and he was kind and considerate. All of this because you didn't agree with the tiger. He keeped it under control at least for now and it did not harm anyone. You didn't know him." She glances at her, tears forming on her eyes "Good day." The door is closed and Zella goes back down. This message was last edited by the GM at 22:14, Wed 16 Sept 2020. | |||
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"You can keep the money as compensation for whatever insult you recall I said to you or this establishment. I'm sorry if you think it had something to do with you. I'll pick up my things and leave." She goes in silence to her room, picks her stuff and leaves in silence. She looks very upset and leaves without waiting for Maria. Talitha will go to the market for a walk and to check the different shops, while she waits for the time when she's meeting the mayor. | |||
OUTSIDE: Maria is probably standing there looking confused as the gnome walks up to her. Everything outside is going about normal now with several people mingling now going about doing their daily tasks. Some people nod to Maria and wave. This message was last edited by the GM at 10:13, Fri 18 Sept 2020. | |||
She walks to the market and tries to focus on something else. She goes to the shops and checks with several shop owners where she can get some food that is not the tavern and of the is any other place to stay as well. She checks which shops sell consumables as well (potions, flasks, etc.). Not because she'll but anything at this point, but to put her mind somewhere else. Once it's close to dinner time when the mayor's wife told her to come back she'll go again to the mayor's house. | |||
Zella comes out of the inn holding a pouch and some rolled up parchment. She puts them on a barrel near the inn, turns and goes back inside without a word. The door is then closed. A small cloaked form comes into the market area, a white cloak with some yellow along the bottom and heads towards the blacksmith. Some people walk by the cloak person, nodding their head to it. | |||
The girl thinks the deal about the flasks is good enough. The glass send of good manufacture and you never know if they'll be useful later, so she pays and puts them in her backpack. As she's closing the deal she sees the mysterious figure and asks the man she's talking to if he knows him. Regardless of the answer afterwards she'll quickly walk to have a closer look at the figure. | |||
The parchment is blown into the air and lands upon the ground. No one seems to notice it. The cloak person walks back to the temple but goes a different way, probably to check on some people that she may or may not have help or someone in the temple helped. The town seems to get more quiet now as some depart to their homes for dinner as its about 6:00. | |||
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"I'm sorry to hear that. I hope he recovers soon. Anyway if you are happy with it,you could provide me with the details, so I can gather all the information and further other details. Once I have them we will be ready to start." Then she hears the two people approaching to the door with the parchment, and she moves aside so they can speak to the wife. | |||
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"That was... odd. Well, thank you very much madam for taking care of this while you're husband is not feeling well. I hope he feels better soon. I'll bring this to my master and we'll start working straight away." Then she goes to a quieter place to check both documents. One she'll check that everything is in order and according to specifications. The other one she has no idea what it is. I was going to say that the mayor gave me a payment note to be converted in the city bank, so we can still play the whole closing the deal and getting paid part before and the rest until completion, but with no cheering on the money I carry :) | |||
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Talitha returns to the mayor's house and politely asks if she can keep the payment until the next day. It's a lot of money to carry around. While doing so she tries to recall if she got any answers from the shop owners in the market about other places to stay. This message was last edited by the GM at 15:59, Wed 23 Sept 2020. | |||
The raindrops begin to flow down and start to build up a pace as the gunslinger is slowly getting soaked.  This message was last edited by the GM at 18:27, Wed 23 Sept 2020. | |||
Once there she searches the drawing from Xander and puts the parchment in the inn through a crack in the door. She doesn't want it to be ruined by the water. Then she takes her blanked and uses it to protect the cartridges and the documents provided by the wife. If the gunpowder gets wet they'll be wasted and she'd hate that. And she didn't want to disturb the mayor again because her clumsiness ruined the documents and she needs to request the information again. After a minute or so both the cartridges and the documents are tightly packed with the blanket, which she then puts back in her backpack and closes it. That should keep them dry. Once she's finished she leaves the entrance of the inn and starts looking for a place under cover, probably the back of any house. She's spent many nights like this and with s bit of roof over her head she'll be fine, even is she has to be standing up all night. | |||
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Once she's more or less dry she carefully removed her blanket and then methodically checks the cartridges one by one making sure they are dry. Then puts the documents in the user to help remove any trace of humidity they may have."Would it be fine if I stay here for a few hours until the rain stops? Weather is horrible right now, and a roof over my head would be much appreciated." | |||
The sound of rain keeps coming down, seeming to not want to stop. A boom comes from above anda brief flash comes from below a window. Still the gnome doesn't move. | |||
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Tal's leather seems to have been cleaned as well as her boots. They are placed by a pew, visible. A pillow and two blankets have been placed over her for warmth. Her pack is near her where she put it down. Its hard to tell what time it is but a dripping sound can be heard above. Her blanket is near her armor, folded up. The room is darker now, some of the candles have been extinguished. Its quiet besides the rain drops. No one seems to be in the room but its hard to tell because of the lesser light. | |||
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Whack. Whack. Whack. Whack. Whack. From where Tal is attemping to sleep once more its hard to tell if its coming from outside or within the small temple. OOC Make a Intelligence Check. You can also make a Perception check as well. | |||
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She stands up and she realises she was feeling cold so she puts on her armour. She is carrying her pistol (never took it off) and tries to locate the source of the sound. Her bag has everything packed in it as she did before falling asleep. | |||
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Talitha turns to the gnome and speaks quietly. "Sorry I didn't mean to wake you up. A noise woke me up and I couldn't go back to bed. I think it was a problem with a shutter in a window or something like this. I think I managed to solve it." She stays silent, listening if the noise repeats again. It doesn't. "Sorry again for waking you up. I'll go back to bed." Talitha walks back to where she was and goes back to sleep for a few more hours. 07:04, Today: Talitha Deschain rolled 21 using 1d20+7. Perception. – [roll=1601273051.0897.347974] This message was last edited by the player at 11:56, Mon 28 Sept 2020. | |||
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The gnome walks over to the girl, adjusting her blankets. She sighs and goes back to her quarters. A few hours later, the gnome comes out and opens the shutters, letting in the light. She has no armor or weapons, just wearing her simple gown. The gnome gets all the shutters open and kneels down for a moment. Pike whispers something and stands up. She looks around and opens the outer door, letting in the light. Its a crisp morning, slightly cold but comfortable. Pike puts down a rock to hold the door open. She looks around and leans out as she has no boots then pulls the rock back closing the door. This message was last edited by the GM at 02:04, Fri 02 Oct 2020. | |||
"Good morning Pike. Thank you for letting me stay here, it was very kind of you. And sorry I woke you up in the middle of the night it was not my intention. Can I help you with anything? Is there any way I can repay you for helping me yesterday?" She smiles and checks what the gnome does, trying to find a way to lend a hand. | |||
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He's clearly been unsheltered for quite some time as his gear is quite dusty. Loaded on his back are a short bow and quiver, backpack, and a shortsword on his hip. He casually wanders the market, going shop to shop, apparently not finding anything of interest. | |||
The mayor's wife doesn't come out from her home. Pulling up his tent, Humphree sits down and fiddles with some sort of objects "Welcome to Humphree! Come one come all! Oh! Over here!" He spots Tal and motions for her to come over and spots the rugged looking man "Who be that eh? New? Seems like we got more these days! Come and sit." Several others that run misc market tents start to sell their wares. A burly man walks over with a small wheelcart full of wood. He offers some to a young woman and she accepts, giving him some odds and ends-probably food. Despite the poorness of this village, everyone seems to get along. A man slowly enters the marketplace. He pulls off his hood, glancing about. To Tal, she knows him as Xander. He doesn't seem to spot her and walks into the inn. A few minutes later, he walks out and goes to head back out of the village. Pike walks to the marketplace as well, unarmed and not within her armor. Some people smile at her and she nods. She goes to the blacksmith again and talks to him, then starts to head back to the small temple. She waves at Humphree who waves back and she stops at a market stall, talking to a older man. He tosses her an apple and she smiles before heading back to the temple. This message was last edited by the GM at 21:58, Sun 04 Oct 2020. | |||
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OOC: 05:56, Today: Hamlet Fuller rolled 17 using 1d20+6. Sense Motive - trying to gauge if the gnome thinks he's being fair. 05:55, Today: Hamlet Fuller rolled 22 using 1d20+6. Perception - watching everyone closely before approaching to protect from pick-pockets. He slides his backpack off his shoulders and places it on the ground between his legs protectively as he sits in the chair. "How'd ya come by it?" he asks as he unbuckles his pack and begins to rummage through it. This message was last edited by the player at 13:35, Thu 08 Oct 2020. | |||
The sylph comes back to the square once more. He then heads towards the lake and his tiger isn't with him-least its not noticable and out in the open. He tucks some gear under his shoulder. | |||
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The gnome fiddles around with baubles, seeming to be waiting on Tal. Several people manning their carts and tents glance over at the newcomer and goes about their business selling their wares. Everyone seems to be in a good mood for the most part. OOC In walks Colis. He's cloaked btw. | |||
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"Morning sir. Didn't want to interrupt you while trading. Did you choose the deal?" She does some small talk about how difficult sometimes is to earn a living with your own business. After a while she goes back to the topic she came to speak about. "I'm almost done here in town, so it won't be long before I leave back to the city. Just wanted to confirm we have an agreement on the powder. I'll talk to my boss, and if he's happy as well we can start doing business straight afterwards. Also, do you happen to know when the next organised caravan/convoy is out of town back to the city? I'll rather not walk all the way back home by myself. It's a long way and roads can be dangerous sometimes." | |||
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Humphree nods his head and gives her the pouch "I got some powder for you. Go on. I don't got all damn day. People tah see and place to not go and all that." He moves the bag towards her "Well what are you waiting for? Black powder ain't cheap. I given you those for free but I'm against it I am. Can't make money if I just hand stuff away. I got no ways tah get it mark me words. Spread out that there's a gunslinger wanting work and all that I can do. Get some powder here and there but no way tah get a large amount. Do I look like a dwarf? No!" He grumbles under his breath "I'm a master negotiator and all that mark my words. You mark them alright?" He leans back in his chair. INN: The inn is quaint. There's only one person inside-the innkeeper. A big burly woman, older as well. She leans against the top of the bar, wiping it down "Welcome welcome. How can I help you out? Ale? Wine? Rooms?" She pauses as she looks up at Colis and Hamlet and she motions for them to come over, looking at the Tielfling "Saw you got a horse in my stables." | |||
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"I'll give this to my master and I'll come back with a good business opportunity for all of us."she smiles at the odd trader. "Now I need to come back to the city to speak to my master. Do you know if there is any safe convoy back to the city soon? I'd rather not walk all the way by myself if I can avoid it. Otherwise I'll walk if it's the only option." she scratches her head as she thinks about doing all the way back on foot. It's going to be a long way of she needs to do it on foot... | |||
"Convoy eh? Nope. Best bet wait for some tah leave and travel with them. Maybe hitch a ride with some farmers but they don't leave often. Never know could get lucky. An' walking alone might get you killed, mark my words lass." The gnome adjusts his table slightly and pulls out a ring that looks dented. He starts to get to work on it but seems to be aggrivated so he stops and pulls out a jug. He swigs it and smiles letting out a bit of a burp 'Sorry there. Didn't mean it. Just happens." Still the marketplace is pretty crowded. Xander doesn't make his appearance known. Pike shows up later on and smiles at Humphree and he waves at her "Lass! Comin' by later? Show yer my wares?" Pike responds "I'll stop by later. Oh and hello Talitha." She bows, grabs a few apples and oranges from a nearbye cart pays from then and heads back to the temple. The boy and girl keep playing their game of hide and seek, the boy pearing from behind a barrel at Tal and ducks down. The girl doesn't see him. INN: The innkeep pauses for a moment and fetches some water, bringing it upstairs. She makes sure he is either fully clothes or in the bath and pours the water into the basin for him slowly then returns back down and glances at the tielfling. | |||
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She leaves the market thanking again Humphree and assuring him they'll make some good business. On her way out she approaches Pike "Is good to she you. Once I talk to the mayor's wife I'll come by and say goodbye, I should be leaving today." she smiles. OoC: how far away is the city from the town? How long on foot? I should know as I already made the trip from the city to the town. Alternatively, how far is the closest town with convoys with the city? | |||
Catching up to Pike, the gunslinger and cleric talk for a few minutes. She does smile and nod as she heads for the temple, waving at Tal. Once she gets to the mayors house that's back near the marketplace, a woman glances around "Has anyone seen my son? He was playing with my daughter but I don't see him. Leon? Leon!" She seems to be worried. No one seems to have seen the lad but some of them go to look around the village. Her daughter is clamped against her mothers leg. Upon hearing all the commotion, the mayor's wife opens the door just as Tal is about to knock "Hello." Sitting outside the inn is the cloaked tiefling. He sits down, watching the marketplace. The sylph walks back through the marketplace, and seems to head towards the temple. INN: The bath is comfortable as the rogue sits within it. Its quiet. You can look out across the small village but all you can make out from this perspective is the clouds above (at an angle looking upwards). | |||
As the water cools to room temperature, Hamlet pulls himself out of filthy brown water and begins drying off with the thick woven towel provided. The air always smells better after a good bath he ponders with a deep breath and relishes the cool air against his clean skin... Something in his heart suddenly drops... an old pain. A familiar pain. It's usually nothing, but it's been something often enough that he pays attention... Hamlet holds still a moment to listen intently... | |||
"Hello, good morning. Sorry to come by so early. As promised I came back to collect the payment. I hope your husband is getting better today." She gives the wife a kind smile. "I indeed to go back to the city as soon as possible, but apparently there is no communication out of town. At least not that I have been able to find. If you have any information about how to go to the city other than walking in be very thankful about the information. Anyone that can go to the trip for a few coins or anyone that does send or receive items so I can ask them if they have anything planned for the next few days." She looks very interested in leaving as soon as possible. | |||
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Several market people look around, trying to find the child. The woman turns and almost slams into Hamlet "I'm sorry..my mind is elsewhere. Oh have you seen my son? He's about 4' tall, brown hair and eyes. Leon." This message was last edited by the GM at 18:42, Sat 24 Oct 2020. | |||
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"Thank you so much again, and thank you for the advice. I'll check with the farmers to see if anyone is leaving town soon... I really hope you're husband gets better... Pike will be of help for sure." Talitha looks at the mother that is still asking around about her child. She changed subject with the mayor's wife. "Do you know her and his kid? I might offer my help to find the boy... I know what is to be a scared lost kid." she smiles and leaves the wife to take care of her husband. The gunslinger then approaches the mother. "I'm sorry to hear you can't find your kid. Do you need help looking for him? I can check any place you can think he might be, so we can cover more places and find him quicker." she tries to sound confirming to the mother. | |||
As Tal approaches the woman, she lets the rogue and gunslinger know she isn't sure where else to look other then the lake and the mill "There's so many place he can be being well small. But there's a treehouse for all the kids. Maybe he's there hiding. Its some distance off but there's a trail leading to it and the lake." She just seems worried, constantly looking around moving from one home to another home and stopping to ask others to help out and most do. Approaching the woman, the cloaked Xander bows to her for a moment "I can help you find it but I have a question to ask. Do you have something that belongs to him? Maybe something he dropped? Clothing..." The woman stops for a moment as her daughter holds onto her leg. She takes off a small bracelet made of beads "Gave me it this morning. Will that work?" Xander takes it, rubbing his chin "Yes. May I take this for the time being? You will get it back." The woman nods her head. | |||
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"I guess we can. we should go check the treehouse and the lake the mother mentioned. Maybe he's there playing." She asks for directions to the mother and then talks to both, but looking at Hamlet. "Let's go?" | |||
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The man croaked out, fighting back tears "My brother was sick. He went to bed inside and I thought nothing of it. We all get sick you know? After a few hours of working I checked on him and he just sat there for a moment but when I got close he just went insance. I barely made it outside." The rogue gets to the bridge and there's no place for him to really hide upon it but he gets across and sits along the far wall hearing this. trying to remain hidden. The womnan some distance off cannot hear this as Leon presses his hands against hers "Can we go?" This message was last edited by the GM at 13:15, Tue 03 Nov 2020. | |||
As Leon presses his hand and asks for his mum, the gunslinger nods. "Yes, your mum will be happy to see you're back." She waves at the two others and makes a sign that she's leaving with the boy. They both head back to the market. | |||
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The mage nods his head "Get back to the village." He narrows his eyes and goes to check the door to see if it is open which it is but he waits for a moment as the man moves as quick as he can back towards the marketplace but he's slow and injured MARKETPLACE Still the marketplace is bustling again as the gunslinger and little child approach. He sees his mom and immediatly runs up to her and she holds him tightly. She smiles "Thank you for finding him." INN The innkeep shrugs a bit "Not much really. Been a bit quiet but we have had some interesting people come by. I wouldn't be a innkeep if I judged peoples looks before watching someones actions no?" She smiles "How can I help you out? Tea? Ale? Some food?" | |||
"That's fine. We found him sleeping by the lake. I suppose he fell asleep after playing so much. But he was very worried when he woke up." Once the boy is with the mother she goes back and waits for the others. "I should be going, the other two people that were with me stayed at the mill. I'm glad it was everything five at the end." She goes back to check if the mage and the Rogue are doing ok. This message was last edited by the player at 23:04, Tue 03 Nov 2020. | |||
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The rogue doesn't spot anything odd besides the blood but he notices the blood goes off the side of the bridge near the mill into a small rowboat that has a old blanket covering it. Inside the mage walks in and finds it to be litterly destroyed. A table is flug across the room, bags of odds and ends are strewn about. It looks like a big mess. There's a spiral staircase leading upwards. MARKETPLACE When the gunslinger turns to leave after being thanked, a cart being pulled by two big horses enters the market area. The back of it is fully enclosed. It does look old but sturdy. A old man sits at the reigns as a young halfing drops dwon from the back. His clothes are slightly tattered but seem to be clean and he has a big floppish hat. He hits the side of the wagon as a drape comes down revealing the words 'Feathers and Scales' OOC General idea:  INN "Not that I know of. I could use another set of hands here. Maybe Humphree in the marketplace could us a helping hand. Or the smithy. Farmers normally need more help but if your lookin' for pay might want to go elsewhere. They will feed you, give you a place to sleep but that's probably it. Not many places here get any coins. Trade for trade or work for it. Haven't been over to the bookstore lately." The woman goes into the backroom for a moment and then comes back out with a teapot, pouring some spiced tea for the tielfling. This message was last edited by the GM at 14:44, Thu 05 Nov 2020. | |||
"Hello sir, may I ask what is this cart over here? What kind of business do you have? Are you from town or are you travelers from our of town?" She keeps a friendly attitude, trying to look casual in the conversation. If the old man driving the cart looks at her she politely asked at him as well. | |||
OOC: 12:26, Today: Hamlet Fuller rolled 10 using 1d20+8. Stealth. | |||
The mage nods silently and steps out, keeping his distance. He gets about twenty feet and leans on his staff probably noticing the blood. Carefully the rogue gets to the boat and when he gets to it the blanket is thrown off! A man looking rather sick, stares at him. It moans. He looks normal so to speak but it looks slightly gaunt and its eyes are bloodshot. It swings at the rogue but misses him! Its hard to tell what its trying to do! OOC Initiative (For future reference)! MARKETPLACE The halfling is busy putting out a bright top from the wagon to provide some shade. He grabs two small stools from the back of the cart and raises up the side to reveal several cages and glances up at the gunslinger. He pauses "You ask a lot of questions! I find odds and end of animals! Scaled to feathery friends. And no, been here bout I'd say six months." The old man grumbles as he goes to climb down but the younger fellow helps him down and helps him to a stool. Several people watch the odd cart out of curiousity. | |||
OOC: 09:41, Today: Hamlet Fuller rolled 24 using 1d20+4. Initiative. Hamlet moves back at least 10 feet from the man. | |||
Xander climbs out of the window and watches this sick looking creature. He waits, watching the rogue and creature. The man is about five feet from the window. The creature stares at the rogue and charges at the wizard! It rips into the wizard and the sylph drops to the ground not moving. Hamlet (24) Xander (19) *Unknown (Assumed negative HP) Unknown (07) | |||
OOC: 21:53, Today: Hamlet Fuller rolled 26 using 1d20+6. Attack sickly man with Shortbow. 21:54, Today: Hamlet Fuller rolled 27 using 1d8+1 (x3 Crit). Shortbow damage. He then turns and runs directly away from the creature, watching over his shoulder. OOC: Move action away from the creature. | |||
"Oh, my apologies. I don't recall seeing you at the market yesterday, so l imagined you'd be new in town as well. I hope you have a good day today doing business." She realises she hasn't introduced herself. "My name is Talitha, by the way." She smiles at the halfling and gets ready to go back to the lake where she left the other two. | |||
As the creature is about to rip into Xander's flesh the arrow hits it square in the head. It falls on the mage, not moving on top of Xander. MARKETPLACE The man glances at the gunslinger and gets closer "Here be a hint. I just arrived. Anyways, need a pet? I got cats, dogs. Feather animals! Scaled pets! Perhaps something new?" As some people move around the wagon, he motions them over and starts to talk to them but when he turns back to Tal she's gone and heading back to the lake! | |||
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20:56, Today: Talitha Deschain rolled 19 using 1d20+7. Perception. – [roll=1604955384.136.347974] I don't know how both scenes match time wise, so I wrote the post on purpose quite vague. Let me know when I arrive and what I see when I arrive. | |||
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At the mill, Xander sits against the wall as the rogue goes to pull out the arrow. He fiddles around his backpack and holds a new one out "Compensation." But he does take the empty vial-never know when it might come in handly "Xander." | |||
OOC: 20:05, Today: Hamlet Fuller rolled 20 using 1d20+6. Perception. "So..." glancing over his shoulder into the trees, "How'd ya go about getting a pet tiger? ... If ya don't mind me askin'." This message was last edited by the GM at 19:25, Thu 12 Nov 2020. | |||
She looks around looking for the other two men."Where are you guys? Did you find anything unusual?" She walks a little bit more to get closer to the mill. There she sees the rogue removing an arrow of the skull of a dead man and Xander sitting on the floor covered in blood. She can do nothing but to shout with surprise. "What the hell happened here? Did you kill those men? When the people in town find out we're all going to be in serious trouble!" She fears that people will think she was involved in a murder. This message was last edited by the GM at 20:56, Thu 12 Nov 2020. | |||
Upon the ground is a dead man with a arrow that was through its skull. Its hard to tell what happened to him as the body is laying upon its chest. The only visible aspects are his head and his hands. The tiger stands at the ramp to the mill. It moves around, watching the area as Xander moves to it, scratching its head. He doesn't answer about the pet tiger. | |||
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"That thing was a man. How is that he attacked you for no reason?" She approaches the body and turns out to have a better look at his face. She looks concerned. "Is this the man's brother? Where is he?" By her limited experience, being around a dead body is never good news, so the sooner they could clarify what happened the better. | |||
Two more people start to come out of the woods but not coming from the village. They move slowly and don't seem to really see the group. The tiger steps between Xander and Tal, and it glances around the area as they are talking on the small deck near the mill. It stops, looking at the two people about 100' away. OOC Make a Perception check. This message was last edited by the GM at 11:18, Sat 14 Nov 2020. | |||
"The man looked as there was something wrong with him; he seemed he was very sick. Maybe he had some kind of flu or rabies or who knows. Maybe he was delirant and that's why attacked. Let's hope the brother doesn't blame you both for his brother's death. You should say it was in stuff defense... She's not very convinced that a stick man versus two healthy ones and a huge beast had to be killed as only option. The girl sees the two guys coming from the woods. She looks at them carefully. 11:37, Today: Talitha Deschain rolled 21 using 1d20+7. Perception | |||
Perception: 03:48, Today: Xander Balus rolled 20 using 1d20+8. Tiger. 03:47, Today: Xander Balus rolled 11 using 1d20+6. | |||
OOC: 07:00, Today: Hamlet Fuller rolled 24 using 1d20+6. Perception. | |||
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"They look stick as well... did the man look like them? I hope it's not a plague." As she says so she realises she touched the dead body and she hopes she didn't get infected. This thought have get s chill. She shouts to the couple and waves at them. "Hello!! Are you OK? should we call someone?!" She looks again at the mage. "Did you say the man attacked you for no reason? These two look seriously ill. We should get the cleric to see if she can heal them... But let's be careful, they might be also aggressive." She look at them as they approach the group. OoC: what distance they are and how fast do they move? I'm not running, but I want to keep my distance. | |||
The two people glance at Tal and start to head towards the group. OOC They are now about 60' away. | |||
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She makes sure she keeps the distance between them. "I don't want to hurt noone. Let's try to guide them to the temple. Maybe there they can help them." She says to the two men. The shouts to the strangers. "We just want to help you! Please let us know you understand us!" She keeps moving back to town matching the speed of the strangers, and tells Xander. "Go grab the man we talked to. I don't want to leave him here with these two if he's injured. Do you have anything that can disable them so we can bring them to town? Any magic?" | |||
The zombies move 30', growling. OOC Initiative (In case its needed) So the group is 30' away from the zombies. Talintha (15) Xander (15) ------------------------------------------------------- Unknown (08) ------------------------------------------------------- Tiger (07) Hamlet This message was last edited by the GM at 15:10, Sun 15 Nov 2020. | |||
"We should put some land between us and these people. It looks they've lost their mind..." She takes her pistol and moves 30' away from them. 14:08, Today: Talitha Deschain rolled 15 using 1d20+4. Initiative. This message was last edited by the player at 22:34, Sun 15 Nov 2020. | |||
OOC: 08:54, Today: Hamlet Fuller rolled 3 using 1d8+1. Shortbow Damage. 08:54, Today: Hamlet Fuller rolled 18 using 1d20+6. Attack Shortbow (outside 30ft). 08:52, Today: Hamlet Fuller rolled 8 using 1d20+4. Initiative. This message was last edited by the player at 01:27, Mon 16 Nov 2020. | |||
Xander conjures up a brief wave of energy, shielding himself and runs back to Talintha *Casting Mage Armor The rogue fires off an arrow, hitting one of the zombies and backs away. The creatures move and attack the tiger! One of them swings a hard punch at the tiger! *Tiger takes 9 Damage Growling, the tiger slashes out with his claws and teeth! The one that attacks is ripped apart and it turns, ripping into the leg of the female! Group is up! Talintha (15)-Backing up (30') Xander (15)-Mage Armor/Backing up (30') Hamlet (08)-Attack/Backing up (30') ------------------------------------------------------- Unknown (08) 30' from the group/5' from the tiger ??/15 AC 12 (10 at the moment) ------------------------------------------------------- Tiger (07) This message was last edited by the GM at 02:02, Mon 16 Nov 2020. | |||
"I'm sorry." She whispers while she moves back another few feet. Attack: 07:25, Today: Talitha Deschain rolled 20,5 using 1d20+5,1d8+1. Pistol attack, damage at 30'. Movement: Move 30' away from the sick couple | |||
As the group gathers up and heads towards the village along a path, a eery sight unfolds. A man lies upon the ground, blood coming from his lips as another creature feasts upon him. The man seems umable to speak as his throat is ripped apart. It doesn't seem to see the group, his feast seems to be his target. | |||
She had killed that woman with her heart as she had been trained to, but that didn't make it easier. Probably that's the reason she's been trained that way. As they slowly move back to the village they see that gruesome scene by the path. She can't help it, takes out her shortsword, and maybe because of the shock, she kicks the creature with her boot, while she shouts at it. "Stop you monster!!" She doesn't know if she can save the man, probably to late already, but it's to much death already for her and she needs to try. | |||
Xander grips his staff and goes to hit him but the tiger beats him to the punch. It lunges at the zombie, claws tearing into its flesh. It hits him hard from above, knocking the zombie over like a bowling ball. The sudden impact and claws rips the head off of it as the tiger growls at his prey. OOC Take 1 damage from the fall Tal. This message was last edited by the GM at 15:47, Mon 16 Nov 2020. | |||
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She looks at the dead body of the sick person that was attacking the other one, and then she fixes her eyes in the poor man that got attacked. He is covered in blood and the gunslinger lacks the knowledge to help him. She doesn't even now if he's still alive. | |||
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OOC: 20:39, Today: Hamlet Fuller rolled 22 using 1d20+8. Stealth. | |||
"Be careful there. Noone can see you, including us" She gives a look at both Xander and the tiger. Then talks to Xander. "Let's go. I hope there are no more of these sick people in town." | |||
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"We should warn the mayor. Or ask his wife who is the person we should talk to if he's not available. There are already several corpses behind us, and we don't know if there are more o this disturbed people crawling around the area..." She waits for the others to speak up their mind before heading to the mayor's house. | |||
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"We've been attacked. Several times. And we think it may happen in town, not only to us, but to any of the villagers." She points at Xander. "He got attacked by the mill. Apparently a disturbed person nearly killed him. Then two more came out of the woods that seemly suffered from the same condition and attacked us again. We had to defend ourselves." Then with a deeper tone continued. "And by the road on the way here another one. He had attacked one of your neighbors. He seemed to be eating the poor man alive. We tried to stop him but was too late... I know your husband is not feeling well, but seems there is some kind of plague about to hit the town, and we need to talk to whoever can mobilise and organise the folks. To work on their health so they don't become what we've seen and to make sure the rest are safe otherwise." | |||
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The woman goes to gently take the injured gunslingers hand and pulls out a hankerchief, holding it there. It looks badly bruised and she wraps it up, glancing at the mage "No no. And...." The woman eyes begin to tear up "We need to get him help." A man approach the mayor's home hearing the commotion. But suddenly, someone rushes out of a allyway. Blood and gore cover its hands. It leaps at him and he is thrown to the ground as the creature rips into his chest with unknown strength. He screams in pain as the creature bites hard upon his head, tearing and ripping into him. Blood and gore fly out of him. Within seconds, the tiger charges it. It slams into the creature, and its claws tear into it. Upon seeing this, several people rush into their homes. The halfling gets up onto his wagon, trying to get the old man up there as well as three more of the sick creatures enter the marketplace and spot the two halflings. These move faster then the others as the halfling keeps trying to get him up. OOC Tal take 6 damage So at the mayors house Tal, the tiger and the mage are outside with the mayors wife with the two dead bodies. Nearbye, probably about 70' away is the halfling trying to get the old man on the wagon as hes on top of it and three more zombies are rushing at them about 40' away Xander, Tal: 100' from the marketplace | |||
Anyway, she doesn't say a word. She takes one of her healing portions hand drinks it. Then runs towards the wagon as the of those disturbed people move towards it. Before running, tells the wife "Can you keep the door closed? I have to go." Then to the mage "Are you coming?" She doesn't wait for the answer. Where the hell is Hamlet? is the only thing she manages to think while running. 08:09, Today: Talitha Deschain rolled 5 using 1d8+1. Healing potion. Double move: 40' from the zombies This message was last edited by the GM at 13:52, Sun 22 Nov 2020. | |||
Growling, the tiger moves quickly, getting between the gunslinger and the zombies. OOC Zombie 1 ??/05 Zombie 2 ??/?? Zombie 3 ??/?? Talitha is 40' from the zombies and the halflings Xander is 100' away protecting the mayor's wife The tiger is 30' from the zombies. | |||
OOC 12:57, Today: Hamlet Fuller rolled 4,6 using d8+1,d6. 12:56, Today: Hamlet Fuller rolled 15 using 1d20+7. Shortbow attack. | |||
Tal moves towards the zombies. The tiger moves fast, closing the distance. Xander fires off a magic missile, hitting one of the zombies. The mayor's wife turns and runs towards the temple! One of the zombies grips onto the shoe of the old halfling and rips him down to the ground. The man is literally ripped in half as two of the zombies tear into him! The one who was hit by the magic and arrow stumbles back and turns seeing the rogue! It charges at him! It slams a hard punch, hitting him on his right side! Hamlet take 7 damage "NO!" The halfling yells out seeing the old man torn apart as he stands on top of the wagon! Taking a deep breath, he leaps off the wagon and hits the ground hard but clutches his ankle. It is good at least that everyone is inside. Zella opens the door, holding a frying pan and her eyes go wide! "Get away from him!" as she sees the halfling on the ground as well as all the chaos erupting. OOC Group is up! ------------------------------------------------- Zombies (19) Zombie 1 ??/15 *Standing next to Hamlet Zombie 2 ??/?? *Near the wagon Zombie 3 ??/?? *Near the wagon ------------------------------------------------- Hamlet (17) *30' from zombie 2 and 3 *Zombie 1 is 5' Tal (17) *40' from the zombies Tiger (16) *30' from the zombies Xander (15) *100' from the zombies | |||
OOC: 15:12, Today: Hamlet Fuller rolled 6 using 1d8+1. Shortbow damage. 15:11, Today: Hamlet Fuller rolled 22 using 1d20+7. Shortbow attack. | |||
She aims with her eyes, not with her hand. She holds her gun steady and shots at the attacker closer to him. Move action: move 30' to get to 20' from zombie 1. Standard action: shoot it. 21:33, Today: Talitha Deschain rolled 15,3 using 1d20+8,1d8+1. Ranged touch attack, damage. | |||
Looking over at the rogue, the gunslinger goes to raise the pistol up but seeing it was taken care of, moves forwards and fires at one of the zombies. It hits his right arm but doesn't kill it. The tiger moves and gets to one of the zombies. Its claws slam into the zombie, crushing it. Xander grips his staff and moves forwards, watching the area. When he spots Zella he speaks "Get inside!" The halfling looks wide eyed as he hears the shot and sees the huge tiger rips into the zombie! He gets up and limps towards the inn. Zella hears Xander but helps the man inside and slams the door shut. OOC Group is up! ------------------------------------------------- Zombies (19) Zombie 1 DEAD Zombie 2 ??/03 *Near the wagon Zombie 3 DEAD ------------------------------------------------- Hamlet (17) *30' from zombie 2 and 3 Tal (17) *20' from the zombies Tiger (16) *5' from the zombies Xander (15) *40' from the zombies | |||
After she shoots she retreats to avoid getting attacked by the disturbed man. Standard action: attack the last zombie. 23:17, Today: Talitha Deschain rolled 27,9 using D20+8,d8+1 ((19,8)). Ranged touch attack, damage. Move action: retreat 30' | |||
OOC: 17:30, Today: Hamlet Fuller rolled 11 using 1d20+7. Shortbow attack. | |||
Xander whistles as he approaches, and the tiger moves over to him. The mage takes a breather, as there's no danger at the moment. After some time, the mayor's wife arrives with Pike and several others armed with sickles, pitchforks and some other odd weapons used for farming. Most of them looks rather confused about what is going on. They wife and Pike talk for a moment and they move towards her house but she stops. This message was last edited by the GM at 15:07, Mon 23 Nov 2020. | |||
OOC: 09:27, Today: Hamlet Fuller rolled 8 using 1d20+7. Perception: looking for sniper's nest near mayor's house. | |||
As the folks appear back, the gunslinger asks them. "Do you know them? are they neighbors? We have been attacked by similar people, clearly mad, on our way from three lake. You all folks should stay together and make sure you're safe in care there are more roaming around. It seems this illness is spreading. Now if you allow me..." Then she walks to where pike and the wife are. There are to many questions and she doesn't even know where to start. This message was last edited by the player at 11:12, Tue 24 Nov 2020. | |||
Within seconds, the tiger is between the gunslinger and the one farmer. It growls as Xander approaches, gripping his staff. He looks like he wants to say something but a massive hand grips the farmers shoulder tightly as the farmer drops the sickle. And in comes the big blacksmith. The blacksmith grips the man and he slowly leans forwards as he seems to be in pain. He drops down, looking up at the blacksmith "I suggest you keep your mouth shut." The voice is quiet as he grips his smith's hammer. Gulping, the farmer backs off and stumbles to his feet. The smith glances at the mage and the gunslinger "You alright?" Xander nods and the tiger watches the farmer before sitting down at the sylph's feet licking its wounds. The smith watches Tal "You walk in here, all this happened and it seems your ordering them around. I don't believe you caused this but others may think otherwise. He's upset, most of us are." He goes to gently press a hand to her shoulder "I some of them. Not that one." He points at the one that hit the rogue and looks back at Tal "You got little sway with them. I will talk to them, and know most of them alright?" The rogue slinks about, finds a decent tree and skitters up it. Looking over at her, Pike walks up to them and nods her head "I don't know what caused this and my mentor left yesterday putting the temple under my coverage. I'd say we should all go to the temple. Its safe. Shall we?" She bites her lip as the mayor's wife sits down and sobs as a villager kneels down. Pike kneels down, gently pressing her hand against her and the mayor's wife pulls away "He died because of you! Get away!" The gnome whispers something to her and she stands up "We should go to the temple. Safe inside. Did you see anyone else?" Xander speaks out in a quiet tone "Inn has some people inside. I will see if they will come." The tiger stands up. Pike nods her head. For a little while, the door is getting slammed into but then it stops. Her husband looks out from the window, with a bloody head and hits the window clawing at it. The smithy grips his hammer as a villager grips a pitchfork. "I will take them to the smithy, see what we got for weapons." The smithy looks at the villagers and he motions for the small amount of them to follow even the one who accused the newcomers. They slowly move off, same as Xander and his tiger leaving the gunslinger, the mayor's wife and Pike outside the mayor's home. For the first time, its relatively quiet and the sunlight begins to sink into the horizon. This message was last edited by the GM at 01:16, Tue 24 Nov 2020. | |||
"Sorry if I sounded like I was ordering you to do something." She sounds a little bit bitter when she continues speaking. "I was just trying to help." She bites her lip for a couple of seconds, considering her next words... Then turns to the blacksmith and talks to him. "There is something very wrong going on here. Please talk to them and keep them safe. If you go to the smithy that would be a very good idea. Make sure they can defend themselves properly." Shortly after the blacksmith leaves and so does Xander. she's alone with the wife and Pike. "I don't know what's going on here, but whatever happened to your husband has already happened to some other people in here. I'm sorry about your loss, but we need to make sure that the rest of the people in town are kept safe. I'm sure your husband would have agreed." Then talking to Pike "Let's all go to the temple and have a look if we can keep the people safe in there." | |||
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The gunslinger, cleric and mayors wife head towards the temple. Hamlet still remains in the tree. He watches the blacksmith and some villagers heading to the blacksmith as well as the mage and tiger heading towards the inn. All is quiet. Everyone goes in seperate directions and the rogue soon cannot see anyone else. As he happens to look around keeping his watch, he makes out something moving through the woods heading towards the marketplace. TEMPLE: Talitha The temple is silent. No signs of life comes from it. Pike leads them to the main door and pulls out a key, unlocking it and motions for Tal and the wife to enter. | |||
OOC: 21:45, Today: Hamlet Fuller rolled 22 using 1d20+9. Stealth. 21:47, Today: Hamlet Fuller rolled 20 using 1d20+7. Perception. | |||
"If there are more of these sick or disturbed people in town we need to be able to either isolate them and treat them; or keep the healthy people in a safe place where they won't be attacked. Pike, do you think we could prepare the temple to work as either of these?" She looks around at the windows and the other possible entries or exits. "Last thing I'd like here is to have a place that we think it's safe and then find out too late that it had an exit or entrance we haven't accounted for." She also looks at the widow. She suspects the woman will not be in the best position currently to make this kind of decisions, but being the mayor's widow gives her a knowledge and position she cannot ignore. This message was last edited by the player at 14:54, Thu 26 Nov 2020. | |||
Eyes narrowed and unable to see in the dark, Hamlet can just tell there's at least three people moving towards the village. They don't seem to see the rogue as he's hidden well and the darkness does help. There's some buildings nearbye, easy enough to get to if things don't go as expected. Watching. Waiting. The rogue seems safe for now. The three people move towards the marketplace at a slow pace about thirty feet from the rogue's hidden spot above them. He can't make out much, notching an arrow. TEMPLE: Talitha Pike turns and looks at the gunslinger "Look, I know what needs to be done. But from seeing you with the villagers and with all do respect-all you have done was order them around. And now you did the same thing to me. I don't appreciate it. This is my home and this is a place of peace and relaxation. A place to focus and heal. No one will enter this place, not while I stand to defend people. So please stop alright? I understand your worried and I feel you are more worried for yourself. I worry for everyone in this village." The cleric's voice is oddly calm but her eyes are narrowed upon the gunslinger "You needed help, so I provided it to you. The will of Sarenrae. You need to be calm and it will be hard, as I do not understand what has just occured." She takes a deep breath. The mayor's wife sits down, staring at the ground and seems very out of it and seems to be morning. Pike kneels down to her, not touching her and then stands back up "When I left, I made sure to close all the windows and the back door is locked up. Your safe, Talitha. So are we. Relax. No one will get within these walls. We have several rooms to heal the injured and keep them safe." | |||
"Ok, your house your rules. I don't want you to think I am ordering around; specially after letting me in your home when I needed a place to stay. I am really thankful for helping me when I needed help so I'll try to change my way of speaking so I don't sound like I'm giving orders." She smiles at both "I'll give you time to take a decision and in the meantime I'll keep watch outside. Just shout if you need me here and I'll be right in." And she moves back outside to keep an eye on the street. | |||
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Hard to tell if they are people or creatures but they stop for a moment and then move forwards towards the marketplace. Soon they dissapear into the darkness. Hamlet takes a deep breath, still holding the bow and arrow but seems to relax to a degree. Its a silent night. The moon above shines down upon the village. Flickers of light comes from all around, probably from candlelights. He shifts in his 'treetop'. TEMPLE: Talitha Pike starts to make sure all the openings are fully closed. She looks at the smiling gunslinger, trying to figure her out. It seems the cleric ignores the fact that there is a decision to make-as it was decided. She sighs and goes back to work. The widow sits in the pew silently, looking down at the ground. Outside, nothing creeps out. Tal notices a graveyard but hard to tell how long it goes. The streets are quiet. There's some candlelight flickering above from some of the second floors but not all of them have them. Crickets make some noise. Its seems to be very eery. From the temple, the gunslinger can't really see much. Being a human, she's basically blind at night. | |||
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Taking a deep breath, the rogue gets his footing. He spots nearbye a small roof. Hamlet walks along a branch like a toprope and he jumps into the air. With a flip, he lands on top of the roof, rolling across it for a few feet. Perfect landing. As he looks down, the three creatures or persons he saw seem to be gone. It seems he is safe, least for now. As he looks around, he doesn't see a way for the creatures to get up and he's still about 15' from the ground. Its about 20' long, 30' wide. Its hard to tell if this is a home or a building like a small place to buy something. Still, there's some candlelights but its hard to really tell where the inn is or the smithy or anything else for that matter. TEMPLE: Talitha The gunslinger leans against the wall near the open doorway. She looks around but doesn't hear anything as she's basically blinded being nighttime. Still some candlelights flicker here and there from small houses. It seems peaceful despite what had happened some time before. Nothing can be heard within the temple besides the cleric rechecking the area inside. Some light comes from within the temple. Candlelight. Its quiet. | |||
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As the rogue eyes go tired and he drifts off to sleep nothing happen. But the sounds of nature have become less. They are intact but seem almost lost. About a hour passes by. Two hours. He sleeps on the hard ground, trying to find a decent spot in his irratic sleep but its possible. He doses off at times. But then some stirs in the treetops some distance off. Upon occasiona, Hamlet glances down at the ground below. Nothing stirs. Candlelights flicker in some of the buildings that have second floors. Some on the first. But as he peers down he can make out three or four forms. Hard to tell what they are but they are moving at a steady gate. They stop at times. OOC Make a Perception Check TEMPLE: Talitha Time passes. A hour. Two hours. Some candlelights slight burn in the distance but some are puffed out. Nothing happens. The cleric comes over to the door and motions for the gunslinger come in and rest. | |||
OOC: 08:32, Today: Hamlet Fuller rolled 14 using 1d20+7. Perception. | |||
"Do you mind if I stay here tonight as well? I won't be a problem." Looks around at the windows and the other entrances checking how safe they are inside the temple, afraid to ask the cleric. She doesn't want her to feel like she's undermining her. "Will the major's... wife stay here as well?" She looks at her wondering if going back to her house may not be the best idea. "Tomorrow with more light I'll have a look around town for any more of these people." She wraps herself in a blanket in one of the corners and gets ready to sleep, with her gun by her side and ready to rest for tonight. I check the windows and other entrances discretely to see if they are safely locked. | |||
From what the rogue can tell, they are probably people checking out the area. Soon they go back the way they came but hard to tell where they are going but they do indeed move back. Peering down from a tree is a raven. It stares down at the rogue then flies off. TEMPLE: Talitha "I invite you into the temple, only for you to check what I have already done with the windows and doors. They are fine and yes you may. You need it, I provide it." The gnome lowers her head and sighs then looks up, feeling rather tired "Of course she is staying here. Going back to her home is unwise. Even she knows this. Tommorow, we will deal with her husband." As the gunslinger lies down, Pike makes sure she has enough blankets. The wife is just sitting on a pew, staring down. It doesn't seem like she is crying but from a distance, its hard to make out. The candlelight flickers throughout the area. The cleric sits near the main door "Rest. I will remain awake in case anyone else wants in. Look, I'm not trying to get on your case but with all that is happening...." She takes a deep breath "I'm sorry." Her voice is quiet. | |||
She wraps herself into a blanket in the corner where she's staying. "Good night Pike. And good night ma'am. Please take me up if you need me for anything." Talitha tries to sleep. When she closes her eyes today's deaths run over again in her mind. She eventually falls asleep. | |||
OOC: 22:56, Today: Hamlet Fuller rolled 11 using 1d20+9. Knowledge nature. | |||
All is silent for a moment as the rogue drifts off to sleep. The bird seemed to be ordinary, not really acting funny or strange. Several hours pass. Everything seems calm and daytime slowly begins to form as dawn comes. No one comes out to the square. Its a ghost town. TEMPLE: Talitha The night moves forwards. All is silent and Pike blows out the candles. A few hours pass and slowly the daylight forms through the windows. The gunslinger notices some of the windows have been boarded up, probably when she was asleep. There's no sign of the cleric or the mayor's wife. Dawn has come. | |||
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Tal doesn't hear anything odd. She slowly opens the door and can make out coming from the main marketplace four moving forms. They move erratically and not really towards the temple as if searching for someone or something. Two of them fumble and fall in the dirt and slowly get back up. | |||
She looks at them, trying to figure out of she's seen them before (and therefore are doing from town) or are from out of town. Then she decides to leave and explore the area. She plans to move stealthy towards the market Square and then the inn to find either the rogue, Xendar or the cleric (hopefully the three of them). 11:55, Today: Talitha Deschain rolled 17 using 1d20+8. Perception recognise the group of people. 12:00, Today: Talitha Deschain rolled 24 using 1d20+5. Stealth. – After looking at the people outside roaming in the street, Talitha decides too go back to the temple. Already with the weapon in her hand she gets into the temple and starts checking the rest of the rooms looking for Pike. She moves quietly avoiding making unnecessary noise, but not being stealthy. This message was last edited by the player at 22:14, Sun 03 Jan. | |||
Pike rushes out from the storage, gripping her mage. She looks out of a boarded up window and sees the creatures approaching "What did you do?" The gnome turns on the gunslinger "What did you do? I heard the door slam shut. You know not to go outside." She takes a deep breath, trying to keep her cool "I'm sorry. With all that is gong on you need to think. Just...." She ponders "I am sorry. We don't know what those people are if they are people. Or if they can talk. Or...." She goes to rest a hand on the side of Tal. | |||
"What happened while I was sleeping? Yesterday evening that man seemed completely fine, and now he's gone... Sick as the others." She tries to organise her thoughts in her mind for a second. "Yesterday there were those attacks in the market square and we found some others just outside town. Did the plague progress during the night?... I was yesterday night outside and all seemed so calmed." She breathes and tries to pull herself together. "How many new sick people have you seen since yesterday? maybe these are the only ones besides the ones in the market. If I can get to high ground we can put them down safely. Is there a way to the roof?" | |||
The mayor's wife slowly enters, but she is silent. Her face caked with tears. | |||
Then when she sees the mayor's widow entering the room in tears she approaches her. She doubts for a second if saying anything at all, but finally she just says "I'm sorry ma'am... Can I do anything for you? Some water or food? it might do you some good." In her mind she is still wondering what they'll do next if they have those people surrounding the building. | |||
The door is slammed into several times. Pike goes into the side room and comes out with some old boards and places them in the doorway like a makeshift lock in case they somehow get in. | |||
Talitha leaves the woman be. There is nothing she can do for her in her current state. The gunslinger moves around the building, trying to find where the other rooms lead to, and if there is any stairs leading to the roof. She wants to gain high vision to check the surroundings and if possible see what's going on around the building. | |||
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She checks for other buildings nearby in case it's possible to jump from one to another. 'Maybe I can lurk the one with the bow and face him alone. I'll need a silent weapon if I want to move unnoticed...' she thinks to herself. She looks for the man she met the other day, or whatever he's right now. | |||
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She sees the man that yesterday was using his now. She knows that firing her gun will only bring more attention, so she needs something more stealthy. If the man is carrying the bow and the arrows, she'll look for a pebble or something similar. She'll aim and throw it to the man. She wants him to come back to the building, and hopefully get his weapons from a safe position. Maybe lure him into a lonely side of the building, kill him and then pick his bow & arrows. She leaves on the roof her backpack so she's not encumbered and searches for a way to climb down and up again to the roof. | |||
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Then from a place that is visible from the roofs but not (so easily) from the floor she stands up and waves her hands, signalling the others in the other buildings. She then waits to see the response. If it is friendly or not. Anyway, it seems that she will eventually need to leave the building, as a considerable amount of people is gathering around the building and trying to break in. |
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