After the Beginning
Apr 12, 2014 3:06:12 GMT
Post by Vaylon Kenadell on Apr 12, 2014 3:06:12 GMT
After the Beginning
March 26, 2014
[20:17] <lorelee> Last time: You killed some rats and went to sleep.
[20:18] <Vatican> I got some snackage to grab
[20:18] <lorelee> Five minutes to prep snacks and drinks, then
[20:18] <Vaylon Kenadell> Five minutes is all I need.
[20:29] <lorelee> So, it is the next morning, and you awaken in the inn.
[20:29] <lorelee> The only one who slept in a bed is Tiny. Everyone else spent the night in the cellar.
[20:30] <Vaylon Kenadell> Einar stretches and yawns, looking around. He notices that he is covered in blood, and begins chanting softly under his breath, holding his robes in one hand.
[20:32] <Vaylon Kenadell> !r 2d6+1 Casts a Spell (Hey, Presto)
[20:32] <@pagebot> Vaylon: 9=5+3(+1) Casts a Spell (Hey, Presto)
[20:32] <Vaylon Kenadell> Einar forgets the spell.
[20:33] <joo> Durnish prepares Bless and Cause Fear.
[20:33] <joo> Er...
[20:33] <joo> I mean Magic Weapon and Cause Fear.
[20:33] <Vatican> Tiny rolls over, drooling all over his pillow
[20:33] <joo> Prestodigitation
[20:35] <lorelee> Alright.
[20:35] <lorelee> Einar, your robes are clean, but you still smell like sewer. In fact, you all do.
[20:35] <Vaylon Kenadell> Einar finishes his prestidigitation spell and cleans his robes.
[20:36] <lorelee> Correction, Tiny is the only one who smells fresh and clean.
[20:36] <joo> Durnish stretches and takes in a deep, satisfied breath.
[20:36] <joo> "Right! Where do we go to get our coin?"
[20:37] <lorelee> You folk in the cellar, you hear the chatter of the morning crowd.
[20:38] <lorelee> You have killed the rats. You would be reporting to the Company for pay.
[20:38] <Broose> Pellias stands to his feet.
[20:38] <Vaylon Kenadell> Einar says, "Back to the Blackwood Company building, I suppose?" He scratches his back and stretches.
[20:39] <joo> What is Oren doing?!
[20:40] <Broose> Pellias nods to Einar. "I suppose so."
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[20:40] * PageBot sets mode: +o Oren
[20:41] <@oren> Oren rolls over onto the floor
[20:42] <@oren> He yawns and scratches his ass then gets up goes over to the corner rips off his clothes and starts pissing right in the corner
[20:43] <Broose> Pellias gives his dwarf companion a strange look. "Well, let's be off, then." He walks back up the cellar stairs.
[20:43] <@oren> Hey when you gotta go you gotta go, he says.
[20:43] <joo> Durnish chuckles. "Ah, you are lively this morning, Oren!"
[20:44] <Vaylon Kenadell> Einar looks strangely at Oren. "That's what happens when one consumes too much wine before sleeping!"
[20:44] <lorelee> Pellias, you're entering the common room of the inn?
[20:44] <Broose> Yes.
[20:44] <Vaylon Kenadell> He laughs, then follows Pellias out of the dank, now piss-soaked cellar.
[20:45] <joo> Durnish follows.
[20:45] <@oren> Oren is still putting on his clothes as he scrambles after everyone into the common room of the inn
[20:46] <Vaylon Kenadell> Einar takes a look around the common room.
[20:47] <lorelee> Opening the door, you are greeted by the smells of freshly baked bread. There is the calm flow of the morning crowd, people coming in for breakfast before heading out to their various jobs. Some are eating eggs and bacon, with freshly sliced strawberries.
[20:48] <lorelee> The innkeeper is behind the bar, as usual. The patrons nearest you wrinkle their noses at your appearance, the aroma wafting from you all mildly off-putting.
[20:49] <Vaylon Kenadell> Einar places his hand on Pellias' shoulder and says, "Wait a minute, we forgot our good halfling friend, Tiny."
[20:49] <joo> Which inn is this, again?
[20:49] <lorelee> You've been traipsing around a sewer, what do you expect to smell like?
[20:50] <lorelee> It is the Dancing Mug.
[20:51] <lorelee> What are you all doing?
[20:51] <Broose> Pellias looks back at Einar. "Maybe he fell into a crack on our way back up here."
[20:52] <joo> Durnish takes a seat at the bar. "Give me an eye-opener, my friend."
[20:53] <Broose> ia.media-imdb.com/images/M/MV5BMjE4MTIzMTAxM15BMl5BanBnXkFtZTcwOTAyMDMyMQ@@._V1_SY317_CR4,0,214,317_.jpg
[20:54] <@oren> Oren sits down besides Durnish and says "Me too"
[20:54] <Vatican> 3.bp.blogspot.com/-huVdT7glNxw/T6byYgrou9I/AAAAAAAAAvQ/kAbCLriz56A/s1600/Vivi_Ornitier_character.jpg
[20:55] <lorelee> The bartender nods at Oren and Durnish. "That'll be two coins each," he says, going to make your drinks.
[20:56] <Vatican> Tiny snores
[20:56] <Vaylon Kenadell> Einar goes up to the innkeeper and says, "Good morning, friend. Do you know where my halfling friend might be? By the name of Tiny?" He holds up his hand to his knee. "About yea high?"
[20:57] <lorelee> It doesn't take long, and then a beverage that is lime green with lots of bubbles is set down before the pair of you. It is served in a shot glass and smells like blackberries.
[20:57] <joo> Durnish turns to Oren. "Would you lend me two coins?"
[20:58] <joo> Durnish stares at the drink, and sighs.
[20:58] <@oren> Oren looks at his drink and says "What is this, goblin piss?"
[20:59] <lorelee> He nods in Einar's direction. "Friend of yours is upstairs, fourth room on the left."
[21:00] <Vaylon Kenadell> Einar quickly strides off toward the room the innkeeper mentioned, ignoring the stares of the public.
[21:00] <Vaylon Kenadell> He knocks on Tiny's door. "Tiny! Get up! It's time to collect our reward."
[21:00] <Vatican> Tiny's loincloth experiences a large protruding growth
[21:01] <@oren> Oren grumbles and fishes out two coins from a pocket, putting them on the counter.
[21:01] <Broose> Pellias shifts about awkwardly as his companions go about their business.
[21:04] <Vaylon Kenadell> Einar pounds on the door.
[21:04] <joo> Just two coins?
[21:04] <lorelee> The bells outside chime nine times.
[21:04] <Vatican> Tiny rolls over, startled, he falls off the bed, and lets out a loud yelp
[21:04] <Vatican> "What!"
[21:05] <@oren> Oren gets out two more coins and gives them to Durnish, then grumbles loudly about the drink and the service and the price and the innkeeper's mother
[21:05] <joo> Durnish pushes the two coins forward. "This has better be good."
[21:05] <joo> He takes the glass and downs half of its contents.
[21:06] <@oren> Oren drinks it all in one gulp.
[21:06] <joo> How does it taste?
[21:06] <lorelee> The innkeeper pockets the money, giving Durnish a stern look as he continues his business of cleaning the bar.
[21:06] <Vaylon Kenadell> Einar says, "Get up! It's time to collect our pay!"
[21:06] <lorelee> The drink tastes like pepper.
[21:07] <Vaylon Kenadell> Do you mean like black pepper or capsicum?
[21:07] <lorelee> Like, pepper pepper. Seasoning pepper.
[21:07] <joo> Durnish makes a disgusted face, then stares at the barkeeper.
[21:08] <Vatican> Tiny grumbles like as he gets up. He gathers up his belongings. He takes a moment to look in the mirror as he dresses himself. He splashes cold water on his face to refresh himself, flashes a winning smile, and heads out the door, and down the stairs
[21:09] <lorelee> "There a problem, lad?" the innkeeper asks Durnish.
[21:09] <joo> "The only thing this does to my eyes is make them water!" And he throws the rest of the contents in the barkeeper's face and stomps out.
[21:09] <Vatican> Tiny says "Thanks for the wake up, Einar. You really should have taken a room!"
[21:09] <Vaylon Kenadell> Einar follows after Tiny back down into the common room.
[21:10] <@oren> Oren puts the shot glass back on the counter. "I think these humans have a very different idea of what an eye-opener is supposed to be."
[21:11] <Broose> Pellias stares after Durnish with a frown, and then follows him outside.
[21:11] <lorelee> The barkeep wipes the sprayed drink from his face, grumbling in a low voice.
[21:13] <Vaylon Kenadell> Einar follows after Pellias.
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[21:13] <joo> Durnish makes his way to the guild building.
[21:14] <lorelee> Outside, the morning sun hangs in the sky.
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[21:14] <Broose> Pellias will go towards the guild building as well.
[21:14] <joo> 02:14:00 <joo> Durnish makes his way to the guild building.
[21:14] <joo> 02:14:04 <lorelee> Outside, the morning sun hangs in the sky.
[21:14] <Vatican> Tiny shrugs to the poor barkeep, then makes his way out the door
[21:14] <joo> Durnish looks at the sun with distaste.
[21:15] <Vaylon Kenadell> Einar says to Pellias, "Remind me again what they said our pay will be?"
[21:15] <lorelee> The guild hall is quiet, hardly anyone around. It is a stark contrast to when you first signed on yesterday.
[21:16] <@oren> Oren follows Durnish outside, holding his flail in his hands.
[21:16] <lorelee> The same man who handled your signup is sitting at the same place.
[21:17] <Broose> Pellias scratches his chin. "I'm not sure if they mentioned, actually!"
[21:18] <joo> Durnish holds up the pendant he was given. "We took care of your rats, lad."
[21:18] <Vatican> Tiny gives a thumbs up to the man
[21:18] <Vaylon Kenadell> Einar approaches the table, bows slightly, and says, "And we've come to collect our pay, my good man."
[21:21] <lorelee> Hearing you approach, the man looks up, smiling as he greets you. "Good morning, good morning," he says, his smile faltering as he takes in your appearance. "Finished the rats already?" He nods. "I see," he adds, looking over the things on the desk. Coming up with a small key, he opens a drawer, pulling out a small bag of coins. "Here is your payment for your troubles," he says, setting
[21:21] <lorelee> the back on the table. "Ten coins each."
[21:22] <Vatican> Tiny eye twitches
[21:22] <Vaylon Kenadell> Einar laughs and says, "Ten coins? I can retire, now."
[21:22] <Broose> Pellias accepts his share with a polite nod.
[21:27] <Vaylon Kenadell> Einar opens the bag and dumps it on the counter. He collects his share and gestures to the remaining pile. He laughs and says, "Lucky I thought ahead, eh? We have some of the pelts from the rats, and they're quite valuable."
[21:30] <joo> Durnish glares at Einar.
[21:30] <Vatican> Tiny pockets his share and sighs
[21:32] <Vaylon Kenadell> "Er... yes." Clearing his throat, Einar turns to the Blackwood man and says, "And what is our next task?"
[21:32] <joo> Durnish turns to the man, and says, "I hope our next payment will be greater."
[21:34] <lorelee> The desk clerk 'hmms' in reply, Durnish. "Do good work make good money."
[21:35] <@oren> Oren takes his ten coins grumbling
[21:35] <joo> Durnish takes eight coins, and gives two to Oren.
[21:35] <@oren> Oren says, "Thank you"
[21:37] <lorelee> The clerk looks over his desk a moment. "Unfortunately, we don't have any jobs at the moment. We should get some in soon, though."
[21:38] <Broose> Pellias nods. "When should we check in again?"
[21:38] <Vatican> Tiny sighs and says "Ah well"
[21:38] <lorelee> The clerk thinks. "This afternoon, perhaps."
[21:39] <Broose> "Very well," Pellias bows, and turns back toward the entrance.
[21:40] <joo> Durnish "humph"s and walks outside, then kneels down and prays to Thrumnur for guidance.
[21:40] <joo> !r +2 -- Cast Spell (Guidance Rote)
[21:40] <@pagebot> joo: 8=5+1(+2) -- Cast Spell (Guidance Rote)
[21:40] <Vaylon Kenadell> Einar walks out. He waves to Pellias. "I shall return in the afternoon."
[21:41] <joo> Durnish attracts unwelcome attention or puts himself on the spot.
[21:42] <Vatican> He attracts Tiny's unwanted attention
[21:42] <@pagebot> He bum Tiny's unwanted attention
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[21:42] <joo> Hah!
[21:42] <Vaylon Kenadell> With that, he walks off into the city and tries to find a furrier.
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[21:43] <Vatican> Tiny decides to take advantage of the situation, and relieve the poor priest of some coin!
[21:43] <lorelee> I'll allow it. This is amusing.
[21:44] <Vatican> Tiny is gonna take his coins then!
[21:44] <Vatican> !roll 2d6+2 On the spot!
[21:44] <@pagebot> Vatican: 11=6+3(+2) On the spot!
[21:46] <lorelee> In the meantime, Durnish, a stone rolls past you up and up the road, and settles beneath a poster.
[21:46] <@oren> Oren follows Durnish
[21:47] <lorelee> Einar, you find a furrier after a brief bit of searching.
[21:47] <Vaylon Kenadell> I show him the pelt and ask him how much he thinks it is worth.
[21:47] <lorelee> Stone shaped like dodecahedron.
[21:47] <Broose> Pellias goes to look for a church. Any church!
[21:48] <lorelee> You find a church with no trouble.
[21:48] <Broose> Is there a priest he can speak to?
[21:49] <lorelee> The furrier looks over the pelts, Einar. After some 'hm'ing and a few mutterings, the man looks up at you, smiling. "I can offer 50 gold each pelt," he says.
[21:49] <lorelee> coins.
[21:49] <lorelee> yes
[21:50] <lorelee> Tiny, you relieve Durnish of all 10 of his recently gained coin.
[21:50] <joo> It was only 8 coins!
[21:51] <lorelee> 8
[21:51] <joo> Durnish's eye is caught by the stone, and he walks up to the poster and looks at it,.
[21:52] <Vaylon Kenadell> "All right," says Einar, "I'll sell this off, then, if you don't mind. We have more as well."
[21:52] <Broose> Pellias nods his head to the priest, and offers his ten coins. "To pay for meals for the poor, sir, please."
[21:56] <lorelee> The poster is an advertisement for a theatre. The words Lark and Wren Theater are prominently displayed across the top. Just below it is written 'Acheon's Throne', the name of a very well known play.
[21:57] <joo> Durnish stares at the poster, brows furrowed, rubbing his head.
[21:58] <joo> "What is this?" He asks Oren, "some kind of pansy make-believe dance?"
[21:59] <@oren> Oren shrugs "Lets go drink"
[21:59] <Vatican> Tiny laughs as he looks at the poster "It's a human play! They do it for entertainment!"
[21:59] <joo> Durnish shakes his head. "Go and drink, if you like; but I have Thrumnur's work to do"
[22:00] <@oren> Oren says "What is that?"
[22:00] <joo> "I do not know, but perhaps it shall be revealed if I go to the place." He turns to Tiny. "Do you know the way to this theatre, halfling?"
[22:01] <lorelee> The furrier hands over 50 coins per pelt, Einar.
[22:01] <Vaylon Kenadell> Einar pockets the 50 coins and doesn't tell anyone about it. He bids the furrier good-day and leaves the shop. Earlier, when removing the pelt from his backpack, he noticed a bottle of wine in there. He pulls the bottle from his backpack and examines it carefully, trying to figure out what he knows about it.
[22:02] <Vatican> Tiny shrugs "Not off the top of my head, but, I'm sure it will not be too hard to find! A few smiles and winks, and we will be there before you know it!" He gives his trademark Thumbs Up
[22:02] <lorelee> The priest nods at you Pellias. "Thank you, kind sir," he says, accepting the money. "Every little bit helps, we pray your way is lit by the divine."
[22:03] <lorelee> Roll spout lore on the wine.
[22:03] <lorelee> Einar
[22:03] <Vaylon Kenadell> !r 2d6+2 Spout Lore
[22:03] <@pagebot> Vaylon: 5=2+1(+2) Spout Lore
[22:03] <lorelee> You can discern nothing from the bottle.
[22:04] <Vaylon Kenadell> Einar shrugs and puts the bottle back into his backpack, still wondering how it got in there.
[22:04] <joo> Durnish nods. "Very well, then; lead on, if you please."
[22:04] <Vaylon Kenadell> "All right," he says to himself, "time for a little relaxation." He heads off toward the Singing King and asks for a room and bath.
[22:05] <Vatican> Tiny nods and goes off towards the nearest crossroads. He asks any passerby for directions to the playhouse as he goes
[22:05] <@oren> Oren goes off to the Dancing Mug to drink
[22:06] <joo> Durnish strides haughtily through the streets, leaning his mace over his shoulder, looking this way and that.
[22:06] <Broose> Pellias wanders around the city aimlessly after he's given away all his money, and runs into Durnish and Tiny.
[22:08] <joo> Durnish looks Pellias up and down. "Ah, maybe this is the sort of thing you'd be into." He shows Pellias the poster. "What do you know about this?"
[22:10] <Broose> Pellias looks over the poster, nodding. "Ah, I saw Acheon's Throne a few times, actually! Checking out the local human entertainment, are you?" He asks of Tiny and Durnish.
[22:10] <joo> Durnish doesn't answer, but says: "What happens in this play"?
[22:11] <joo> *?"
[22:11] <lorelee> A few passersby point you towards the western edge of town. The arts district, commonly called the Veilgarden, where painters, poets, and philosophers congregate in the area's many tea shops. The Lark and Wren sits in a little side street. While clearly a work in progress, the theater's outsides are decorated in beautiful plaster frescoes depicting birds perched on ivy vines.
[22:12] <Vatican> Tiny smiles "Our dwarfish friend has taken a sudden interest in the play, yes!"
[22:13] <lorelee> The innkeeper greets you warmly, Einar, and set you up with a nice, comfortable room.
[22:14] <Broose> Pellias scratches his chin, thinking. "Political intrigue, mostly. It's a historical play about the Atlavion crown being usurped."
[22:15] <joo> Durnish's eyes sparkle faintly. "Crowns being usurped, you say? By whom?"
[22:18] <Broose> "The lord of Denerim, actually! That's why it's so popular around here, I imagine." Pellias says.
[22:18] <Vaylon Kenadell> Einar takes a long, hot bath. He cleans off the smell of poo water and re-dresses in his robes and heads back down to common room. He talks to the innkeeper and asks him if he knows whether or not there are any minstrels available for hire.
[22:19] <Vaylon Kenadell> Einar says that he is willing to pay fair wages, though he has no particular goal in mind.
[22:21] <joo> "I see," Durnish says. He looks from the facade of the theatre to poster a few times, then says, "This must be the place."
[22:22] <joo> Durnish walks into the theatre.
[22:22] <Broose> Pellias follows after Durnish, curious.
[22:25] <joo> What does he see?
[22:26] <lorelee> The innkeeper pauses in his work, "There is one who might be willing. He's usually sitting...ah, yes, there he is," the inkeeper points over at a finely dressed youth. Clad in gold-colored finery, with a feather tipped hat, he sits lightly strumming a harp.
[22:26] <Vaylon Kenadell> !roll 2d6+1 Recruit
[22:26] <@pagebot> Vaylon: 8=2+5(+1) Recruit
[22:29] <lorelee> You step into the lobby. It is decorated in rich reds and golds. A currently un-manned ticket office stands in the center of the lobby, a staircase ascending behind it.
[22:29] <Vaylon Kenadell> What time of day is it?
[22:29] <lorelee> It is currently mid-morning.
[22:29] <joo> Durnish ascends the staircase.
[22:30] <Vatican> Tiny follows along
[22:30] <Broose> Pellias follows. "They don't seem to be having a show right about now.
[22:30] <Broose> +"
[22:30] <Vaylon Kenadell> All right. Einar goes over to the finely-dressed youth and bows. "Good morning, sir. The innkeeper said that you are a minstrel who may be available for hire. I am Einar."
[22:31] <lorelee> As you reach the top of the stairs, you hear the distant noise of raised voices. It seems to be coming from the auditorium.
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[22:35] <lorelee> The youth regards you Einar, nodding. "Good day, I am Stephano. The innkeeper is correct, I have been looking to travel as of late."
[22:36] <Broose> Pellias heads towards the auditorium to see what's going on.
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[22:36] <Vatican> I love america
[22:37] <joo> (Durnish does so, too)
[22:37] * nikow was kicked by Vaylon (Vaylon)
[22:40] <Vatican> Tiny also moves forward
[22:41] <lorelee> You find yourself surrounded by a sea of chairs. Down a stairway is the stage, where construction is still going on. Shouting over the noise is a balding human with dark hair and a goatee. His outfit is just shy of being ridiculously flamboyant, and he gestures with with a quill in one hand while he clutches a sheaf of parchment to his breast with the other. His attention is focused on
[22:41] <lorelee> a gangly young human who is wearing spectacles and scribe robes. While he is on the verge of shouting, he is trying to keep his words civil.
[22:42] <lorelee> "Sir your offer is very generous, but as I have said before, my plays are not for sale! Good day!" The young man in glasses shakes his head in frustration and storms out.
[22:43] <Vatican> Tiny's eyes light up
[22:43] <Vatican> at the words "sale"
[22:44] <Broose> Pellias steps through the sea of chairs, looking toward the man who the playwright was arguing with. "What was that all about, sir?"
[22:45] <joo> Durnish crosses his arms and listens carefully.
[22:45] <Vaylon Kenadell> Einar pulls up a chair. "Well, Stephano, I have recently been hired by the Blackwood Company to take on various tasks, some heroic, some not so much. I can't promise that we'll get to see much in the way of scenery -- my last job had me traipsing about in the sewers -- but I can promise you that we will, indeed, travel. I wish to hire a minstrel to herald our successes and perhaps play music in these dangerous places."
[22:47] <Vatican> Tiny decides to make his way discreetly after the young man who stormed off
[22:49] <@oren> Oren is still drinking
[22:50] <lorelee> Approaching the playwright, Pellias, he turns to give you a once over before turning away and looking over the sheaf of papers in his hand. "Can I help you?" he asks.
[22:51] <Vatican> By descreetly, Tiny is following this man, sneakily, discreetly, etc. Dunno if I have to roll for that.
[22:51] <Broose> Pellias scratches his chin. "My friend here was interested in seeing Acheon's Throne. When is it being performed?"
[22:52] <lorelee> The minstrel considers your proprosal, Einar, nodding after a few moments of consideration. "To travel with the Blackwood Company would be quite an honor," he says.
[22:52] <lorelee> A note, the playwright is the one not wanting to sell plays.
[22:52] <lorelee> Apoligies if that was not clearer.
[22:52] <lorelee> *apologies
[22:55] <lorelee> Clearly recalling something, the playwright looks over at Pellias again. "Ah, yes. Are you here for an audition?" he inquires.
[22:56] <lorelee> "The opening night of Acheon's Throne is in two weeks," he adds.
[22:56] <Broose> This is what Oren is drinking: www.bevreview.com/wp-content/image_mountaindewgamefuel_official1.jpg
[22:59] <joo> Durnish looks around the room. Are there any stairwells or doorsways leading out, apart from the one he entered by?
[22:59] <Broose> Pellias seems surprised. "I did not think I had the look of an actor! This armor is no costume, friend."
[23:00] <Vaylon Kenadell> Einar laughs. "We'll see if you still feel that way after travelling with my, well, unusual companions. And what shall I recompense you for being in my employ, good sir?"
[23:00] <lorelee> There is a door on one side of the stage.
[23:02] <joo> Durnish, heedlessly of the others, makes his way onto the stage and walks toward the door.
[23:04] <Vatican> Tiny, with the skill of an experienced thief, sneakys his way near to the scribe, and stealthly attempts to take anything of interest from his belongings!
[23:04] <Vatican> !roll 2d6+2 Man. Here is hoping you have good shit man!
[23:04] <@pagebot> Vatican: 9=3+4(+2) Man. Here is hoping you have good shit man!
[23:04] <lorelee> "Really?" the playwright asks, looking Pellias over again. "I was thinking it looked quite authentic, but that is because it is, isn't it?" he says, smiling. "Oh, where are my manners, allow me to introduce myself. Tobian deQuillus, playwright, at your service."
[23:06] <joo> Can Durnish open the door and enter it?
[23:06] <lorelee> Einar, Stephano thinks a moment. "I believe 25 coins a month should be more than suitable," he says.
[23:08] <Broose> Pellias nods his head politely. "Pellias Mourne, sir. Pleased to meet you." Pellias suddenly notices his shorter comrades have disappeared, he shrugs, and continues. "Was there some trouble, earlier, with that man?"
[23:08] <lorelee> Tiny, you have a choice.
[23:14] <Vaylon Kenadell> Einar says, "Very well, Stephano. Welcome to the employ of Einar Sindri. I won't ask you to do anything dangerous -- and ignore my companions -- but I can't promise that we won't go anywhere dangerous. Anyway, let us head out into the marketplace! I feel the need to do some bargain-hunting."
[23:14] <lorelee> You can either pick his pocket, and taking the first thing your fingers happen upon, or you can dig around his pockets for something in particular, but he discovers you behind him.
[23:16] <Vatican> Tiny looks for something in particular. Gems or coins preferably!
[23:16] <Vaylon Kenadell> What are the stats of Stephano? His loyalty, skill, and so forth?
[23:20] <lorelee> His loyalty is 1, he is a minstrel of 5.
[23:24] <lorelee> Tiny finds a small satchel of coins in the scribe's pocket. However, the scribe is startled by your intrusion and spins around quickly to face you.
[23:24] <Vatican> Tiny flashes a smile and a wink "I did not mean to startle you, handsome. I just wanted to get your attention!"
[23:26] <Vatican> !roll 2d6+1 He looks deeply into my eyes....
[23:26] <@pagebot> Vatican: 11=6+4(+1) He looks deeply into my eyes....
[23:26] <Vaylon Kenadell> Einar goes ahead and counts out 25 coins, giving it to Stephano. He then heads off into town to see if he can find a clothing or tailor's shop of some sort.
[23:27] <lorelee> Tobian sighs lightly. "Well, the Printer's Guild insists I sell them my plays for mass publishing. Naturally, I've refused, but they are a persistant lot, and keep sending their clerks to bother me."
[23:29] <lorelee> Yes, Durnish can open the door.
[23:29] <joo> Durnish enters the room. What does he see, and, in particular, is there any loose wooden furniture or exposed beams that could be removeD?
[23:32] <lorelee> You see rows of costumes and props strewn across the room. It is a storage room, for various theater items.
[23:34] <lorelee> Tiny, the scribe buys your bullshit. "Yes, what is it?" he asks.
[23:35] <Broose> Pellias seems curious. "Why don't you want to sell them?"
[23:35] <Vatican> Tiny smiles "I happened to notice your argument with that man back there. I was just curious about why that man would be yelling at such a nice man like yourself?""
[23:38] <joo> Can Durnish take a jar of flammable oil from his adventuring gear?
[23:38] <lorelee> Tobian's brow furrows at the question. "My work is my own. If I sell them, it's very likely some other theater will take them and produce them."
[23:41] <Broose> Pellias nods. "Ah, I see, but would not more people see your work, then?"
[23:41] <lorelee> The scribe sighs, crossing his arms. "Tobian is the best playwright in the city, probably the country. Publishing his plays for people to read would be quite the arrangement for the Printer's Guild." The scribe thinks a moment, then adds, "If you stop by the guild, at your leisure, we can discuss this further if you are interested."
[23:42] <lorelee> "I am Jaxon Warrington, I hope to see you soon," the scribe says, bidding Tiny good day.
[23:43] <Vatican> Tiny smiles and nods "Thank you Jaxon! I will take you up on that!" Tiny decides to ponder this interesting information for a bity
[23:43] <Vatican> bit*
[23:44] <Vaylon Kenadell> Once Einar finds a clothing shop, he buys a set of travelling clothes -- including a tunic and pantaloons and whatever else is in fashion at the time for plain attire -- and a set of leather armor.
[23:45] <lorelee> "It's the principle of things," Tobian says, throwing his hands up in the air. Papers go flying everywhere, and Tobian growls in frustration. "It is my work, it should remain with the Lark and Wren."
[23:46] <@oren> Oren is still drinking
[23:46] <Vatican> Tiny decides to go and find out more about....Witch Hunters.
[23:47] <Broose> "Oh, well, that is your right, sir." Pellias says, surprised at his sudden outburst.
[23:48] <Vatican> He walks about the city, asking about where to find the local Witch Hunters.
[23:51] <lorelee> Tiny is pointed in the direction of the cathedral in the northern part of the city.
[23:52] <Vatican> Tiny rubs his chin, but continues on, making his way to the Cathedral
[23:57] <lorelee> Tobian takes a breath, calming himself. "Apologies, good sir, but it can rile me so."
[23:59] <lorelee> Tiny arrives at the grand cathedral. Occasionally, men and women pass by, clad in dark vestments.
[00:00] <Vatican> Tiny, whistling a happy tune, keeps on walking, into the cathedral
[00:00] <Broose> Pellias nods slowly. "Well, they can't force you to sell them, surely."
[00:01] <Vaylon Kenadell> Einar buys the set of travelling clothes and leather armor for 10 coins.
[00:03] <lorelee> "Can I help you, my child?" a woman asks, approaching Tiny.
[00:03] <lorelee> Yes, Durnish gets oil
[00:04] <joo> Durnish spills the oil everywhere, then takes one of the costumes, bundling it up into a rag, lighting it with his flintbox, then tossing it onto the floor.
[00:04] <joo> Durnish quickly walks out of the building.
[00:05] <joo> Durnish did this as surreptitiously as is reasonable for him to do.
[00:06] <Vatican> Tiny looks up with a bright smile "Yes. I am new to the city, and I heard tell of your order from others in the city! I am also suspicious of foul magic users and wizards. I wish to learn more about your faith, and, if possible, assist in your duties!" He flashes a bright smile and gives a Thumbs Up
[00:06] <Broose> Pellias looks back at the dwarf. "Where are you going off to?"
[00:07] <joo> Durnish pauses, "I find I am not interested in this nonsense", and then continues.
[00:07] <lorelee> "'Tis true," Tobian replies. "But, these are not grievences to be ruminated over now. Were you perhaps interested in auditioning?"
[00:10] <Broose> Pellias frowns, furrowing his brow. "Ah, I'm not sure I understand my dwarven friends very well." He turns back to Tobian, pondering his question. "Well, I was always fond of plays... I saw many when I was younger. Surely I couldn't, though... I have recently been employed by a company of mercenaries." Pellias says, reluctantly.
[00:11] <@oren> Oren is passed out at the tavern
[00:16] <joo> Durnish leans against a nearby building, observing the effects of his actions with interest.
[00:16] <lorelee> The woman regards Tiny with a smile. "Of course. Here among the Order of the Silver Flame, we strive to create a pure Atlavion."
[00:19] <Vatican> Tiny nods "I'm wondering how I could I identify such a foul person if I saw them. I would not want one of those evil people sneaking up on me! What should I do? I want to do my part to make Atlavion a great place for all as well!"
[00:23] <Vaylon Kenadell> While he is in town, Einar also buys two sets of bandages, two bundles of dungeon rations, and a bundle of halfling pipeleaf. Armed with his newly-hired minstrel's charming smile, Einar only pays a paltry 5 coins for this.
[00:25] <lorelee> "Ah, I see," Tobian says. "Blackwood folk, eh?" Sniffing the air, Tobian catches the scent of smoke in the air. "What is..." looking around, Tobian goes in search of the source of the smell.
[00:25] <Broose> Pellias smells it as well, and follows along to investigate.
[00:27] <Vaylon Kenadell> Einar splits the burden of some of these goods with the minstrel: giving his bag of books to the minstrel, he takes a set of bandages and the pipeleaf.
[00:28] <lorelee> The woman nods. "Identifying dark practicioners is not always easy," she begins. "They have the mark of death upon them, often appearing as five dots in the shape of a five pointed star."
[00:29] <Vatican> Tiny nods, paying close attention
[00:30] <Vaylon Kenadell> He says, "Stephano, meet us at the Blackwood Company building in the afternoon, when the bell tolls twice. I must return to my inn room to gather the rest of my belongings."
[00:31] <Vaylon Kenadell> With that, Einar walks back to his inn room to change into his plain clothing and the leather armor as well. He folds his robes carefully and puts them away.
[00:32] <lorelee> "Holy water is great for burning them," the woman continues, Tiny.
[00:33] <Vatican> Tiny continues to nod "I see! You must have faced many of these foul people yourself, right?"
[00:34] <Vaylon Kenadell> Once changed into his new clothes -- and now no longer looking like a wizard -- Einar begins to chant the words for Detect Magic in a low voice, waving his hands over his items, closing his eyes.
[00:34] <Vaylon Kenadell> !r 2d6+2 Cast a Spell (Detect Magic)
[00:34] <@pagebot> Vaylon: 8=3+3(+2) Cast a Spell (Detect Magic)
[00:35] <Vaylon Kenadell> Einar forgets Detect Magic.
[00:36] <lorelee> Tobian comes across th burgeoning fire in the prop room. Alarmed, he goes in search of something to put it out.
[00:36] <Vaylon Kenadell> Einar opens his eyes, glancing over his items. Is anything here magical? Einar focuses in particular on the staff he found in the sewers and the bottle of wine that mysteriously appeared in his backpack.
[00:38] <Broose> Pellias' eyes widen. "Oh! A fire!" Pellias grabs some of the costumes and tries to smother the fire.
[00:42] <lorelee> The staff radiates with some power. You know that it holds strength. It is an added 1d4 to melee.
[00:42] <Vaylon Kenadell> So... when I melee with it, I do 2d4?
[00:43] <lorelee> Yes.
[00:43] <Vaylon Kenadell> All right.
[00:43] <Vaylon Kenadell> The wine is mundane?
[00:43] <lorelee> The wine is mundane.
[00:43] <Vaylon Kenadell> All right. Einar washes off the staff as best he can in the bath.
[00:44] <Vaylon Kenadell> All right. What time of day is it?
[00:44] <lorelee> It is early afternoon.
[00:45] <Vaylon Kenadell> Einar cleans and dries the staff as best he can, then checks himself in the mirror. He appears to be a fairly average commoner now. "Though I do miss my lovely robes," he says sadly. Still, better than being caught and hanged or whatever it is they do to his kind. Out the door, down the street, Einar heads to the Blackwood Company building.
[00:46] <lorelee> "No, not those," Tobian yells, running for a different rack of clothes. Grabbing a few costumes, he beats at the flames with them.
[00:46] <lorelee> Eventually the two of you succeed in extinquishing the fire.
[00:47] <Broose> Pellias wipes the sweat off his forehead. "Where could this fire have come from?"
[00:47] <joo> Durnish wanders off and joins Oren in the tavern.
[00:47] <@oren> Oren is snoring on the bar
[00:48] <joo> Durnish nudges him. "Been enjoying yourself, lad?"
[00:48] <@oren> Oren wakes, his beard wet with drool
[00:48] <@oren> Oren says "Yes"
[00:48] <joo> "Thrumnur's good work has been done! And I am thirsty." He turns to the barkeeper, starting to speak and reaching for his purse, then frowns.
[00:50] <lorelee> "I haven't a clue," Tobian says. "Though, I suspect Stellan. He runs the Masquerade Theatre on the other side of the Veilgarden. Always trying to one-up me."
[00:51] <joo> He slams his fist down on the bar. "What in Thrumnur's...?"
[00:51] <@oren> Oren says what is it friend?
[00:51] <Broose> Pellias' eyes widen. "This seems a bit extreme for a feud between theaters!"
[00:51] <joo> "Some lowlife musta robbed me!" He growls.
[00:51] <lorelee> The woman pauses, shaking her head after a moment. "I have not personally, but I have witnessed the trials and executions of many a witch."
[00:51] <@oren> Oren growls, too. "What!"
[00:52] <@oren> Oren grumbles and says, "It wasn't much nohow. They pay for shit."
[00:52] <Vatican> Tiny nods his head "I see! Is there a pamphlet, or anything I could take with me that could tell me more? Or, someone I could speak to if I do spot a witch?"
[00:55] <lorelee> "You can always seek advice from Vaethus Lex. He has tried many a poor soul. He's away at Rithwall right now, but should return in the next few days," the woman replies.
[00:55] <joo> Durnish shrugs. "Ah, well. I do not really care for the coin, but it angers me that some -heathen- will be wasting it. I shall have to be more careful with my next payment."
[00:56] <@oren> Suddenly he brightens, patting Durnish on the shoulder. "Wait here. I'll get us some money."
[00:57] <@oren> Oren goes into town and tries to find someone willing to take the rat pelts. "Hey anyone wanna buy a pelt?"
[00:57] <Vatican> Tiny nods "Ah. I see! Well, perhaps I will be able to see him at a later time. Thank you for your help!" Tiny gives her a bright smile and another Thumbs Up!
[00:57] <lorelee> "Will you be in town long? Where are you staying, I could have someone feth you if you like."
[00:57] <lorelee> *fetch
[01:00] <Vatican> Tiny walks further into the cathedral for a bit, casing the joint as he does so. He examines the various bits of furniture, any books of value that may be leing laying about.
[01:00] <lorelee> A shady looking man approaches Oren, smiling. "I would like to take those off your hands for you," he says.
[01:00] <Vaylon Kenadell> Oren says, "Aight, how much you paying?"
[01:00] <Vaylon Kenadell> Fuck.
[01:00] <Vaylon Kenadell> Wrong window.
[01:00] <joo> Durnish follows, listening silently but with a disapproving look.
[01:01] <Vatican> !roll 2d6 Discern realities in the cathedral
[01:01] <@pagebot> Vatican: 7=2+5 Discern realities in the cathedral
[01:01] <lorelee> The man smiles wider. "I am willing to part with 20 coins for the lot of it."
[01:02] <@oren> Oren laughs in this man's face and says, "You must think me a fool. 40 coins or nothing."
[01:02] <Vatican> • What here is useful or valuable to me?
[01:07] <@oren> !r 2d6-1 Oren Parleys
[01:07] <@pagebot> Oren: 4=4+1(-1) Oren Parleys
[01:09] <lorelee> On the altar are a pair of silver candlesticks. Forgotten on one of the pews is a book. The faded cover reads Malleus Maleficarum.
[01:11] <Vaylon Kenadell> Meanwhile, Einar and Stephano are hanging out at the Blackwood Company building entrance. Stephano is playing the harp and singing. Einar listens appreciatively.
[01:11] <lorelee> The shady man laughs. "20, or I walk away."
[01:11] <Vatican> Tiny makes his way towards the pew, hands behind his back and smiling as he walks. Looking about quickly, he decides that it might contain something useful! The brave halfling will attempt to obtain this book!
[01:11] <Vatican> His quick fingered hands reach out to snatch the book and place it in his belongings before anyone notices him!
[01:12] <Vatican> !roll 2d6+2 Gonna steal a book, yo
[01:12] <@pagebot> Vatican: 9=6+1(+2) Gonna steal a book, yo
[01:14] <@oren> Oren grumbles and lifts one hand carrying the flail threateningly at the shady man. But at last, he throws the pelts at the shady man's feet. "Fine. Hand it over."
[01:24] <lorelee> Tiny, you can either pocket the book and a mass begins, trapping you for two hours at the Cathedral, or you pick the book up and it tears down the spine in half
[01:25] <Vatican> Looks like Tiny will be going to church!
[01:25] <lorelee> The shady man hands over the 20 coins for the pelts before heading off.
[01:26] <@oren> Oren takes the coins and shows them to Durnish, then shrugs. "Let's go."
[01:29] <joo> Durnish glances at the coins. "I would rather those hides had rotted into the ground for Thrumnur to consume; but at least we relieved a fool of his coins."
[01:35] <joo> "Ah, it must be about time to get our next assignment." Durnish says, and heads off to the guild building.
[01:35] <@oren> Oren follows Durnish
[01:37] <lorelee> So, is this a good place to stop?
[01:37] <Broose> Sure.
[01:37] <joo> Yes.
[01:37] <Broose> !missed-rolls
[01:37] <@pagebot> Missed rolls (estimated): Vaylon: 2 of 8, Oren: 1 of 1, Vatican: 0 of 5, joo: 1 of 2. Full list: <http://pastebin.com/UebrWvLc>.
[01:38] <joo> -1 for joo and -1 for Vaylon, as they came from before the session.
[01:39] <Vaylon Kenadell> Did we learn something new and important about the world?
[01:40] <Vaylon Kenadell> Did we overcome a notable monster or enemy?
[01:40] <Vaylon Kenadell> Did we loot a memorable treasure?
[01:41] <lorelee> The book is somewhat memorable.
[01:44] <lorelee> You learned something new and important. The play is historical, a Denerim lord once tried usurping the throne,
[01:45] <Vatican> Book memorable? Nice
March 26, 2014
[20:17] <lorelee> Last time: You killed some rats and went to sleep.
[20:18] <Vatican> I got some snackage to grab
[20:18] <lorelee> Five minutes to prep snacks and drinks, then
[20:18] <Vaylon Kenadell> Five minutes is all I need.
[20:29] <lorelee> So, it is the next morning, and you awaken in the inn.
[20:29] <lorelee> The only one who slept in a bed is Tiny. Everyone else spent the night in the cellar.
[20:30] <Vaylon Kenadell> Einar stretches and yawns, looking around. He notices that he is covered in blood, and begins chanting softly under his breath, holding his robes in one hand.
[20:32] <Vaylon Kenadell> !r 2d6+1 Casts a Spell (Hey, Presto)
[20:32] <@pagebot> Vaylon: 9=5+3(+1) Casts a Spell (Hey, Presto)
[20:32] <Vaylon Kenadell> Einar forgets the spell.
[20:33] <joo> Durnish prepares Bless and Cause Fear.
[20:33] <joo> Er...
[20:33] <joo> I mean Magic Weapon and Cause Fear.
[20:33] <Vatican> Tiny rolls over, drooling all over his pillow
[20:33] <joo> Prestodigitation
[20:35] <lorelee> Alright.
[20:35] <lorelee> Einar, your robes are clean, but you still smell like sewer. In fact, you all do.
[20:35] <Vaylon Kenadell> Einar finishes his prestidigitation spell and cleans his robes.
[20:36] <lorelee> Correction, Tiny is the only one who smells fresh and clean.
[20:36] <joo> Durnish stretches and takes in a deep, satisfied breath.
[20:36] <joo> "Right! Where do we go to get our coin?"
[20:37] <lorelee> You folk in the cellar, you hear the chatter of the morning crowd.
[20:38] <lorelee> You have killed the rats. You would be reporting to the Company for pay.
[20:38] <Broose> Pellias stands to his feet.
[20:38] <Vaylon Kenadell> Einar says, "Back to the Blackwood Company building, I suppose?" He scratches his back and stretches.
[20:39] <joo> What is Oren doing?!
[20:40] <Broose> Pellias nods to Einar. "I suppose so."
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[20:40] * PageBot sets mode: +o Oren
[20:41] <@oren> Oren rolls over onto the floor
[20:42] <@oren> He yawns and scratches his ass then gets up goes over to the corner rips off his clothes and starts pissing right in the corner
[20:43] <Broose> Pellias gives his dwarf companion a strange look. "Well, let's be off, then." He walks back up the cellar stairs.
[20:43] <@oren> Hey when you gotta go you gotta go, he says.
[20:43] <joo> Durnish chuckles. "Ah, you are lively this morning, Oren!"
[20:44] <Vaylon Kenadell> Einar looks strangely at Oren. "That's what happens when one consumes too much wine before sleeping!"
[20:44] <lorelee> Pellias, you're entering the common room of the inn?
[20:44] <Broose> Yes.
[20:44] <Vaylon Kenadell> He laughs, then follows Pellias out of the dank, now piss-soaked cellar.
[20:45] <joo> Durnish follows.
[20:45] <@oren> Oren is still putting on his clothes as he scrambles after everyone into the common room of the inn
[20:46] <Vaylon Kenadell> Einar takes a look around the common room.
[20:47] <lorelee> Opening the door, you are greeted by the smells of freshly baked bread. There is the calm flow of the morning crowd, people coming in for breakfast before heading out to their various jobs. Some are eating eggs and bacon, with freshly sliced strawberries.
[20:48] <lorelee> The innkeeper is behind the bar, as usual. The patrons nearest you wrinkle their noses at your appearance, the aroma wafting from you all mildly off-putting.
[20:49] <Vaylon Kenadell> Einar places his hand on Pellias' shoulder and says, "Wait a minute, we forgot our good halfling friend, Tiny."
[20:49] <joo> Which inn is this, again?
[20:49] <lorelee> You've been traipsing around a sewer, what do you expect to smell like?
[20:50] <lorelee> It is the Dancing Mug.
[20:51] <lorelee> What are you all doing?
[20:51] <Broose> Pellias looks back at Einar. "Maybe he fell into a crack on our way back up here."
[20:52] <joo> Durnish takes a seat at the bar. "Give me an eye-opener, my friend."
[20:53] <Broose> ia.media-imdb.com/images/M/MV5BMjE4MTIzMTAxM15BMl5BanBnXkFtZTcwOTAyMDMyMQ@@._V1_SY317_CR4,0,214,317_.jpg
[20:54] <@oren> Oren sits down besides Durnish and says "Me too"
[20:54] <Vatican> 3.bp.blogspot.com/-huVdT7glNxw/T6byYgrou9I/AAAAAAAAAvQ/kAbCLriz56A/s1600/Vivi_Ornitier_character.jpg
[20:55] <lorelee> The bartender nods at Oren and Durnish. "That'll be two coins each," he says, going to make your drinks.
[20:56] <Vatican> Tiny snores
[20:56] <Vaylon Kenadell> Einar goes up to the innkeeper and says, "Good morning, friend. Do you know where my halfling friend might be? By the name of Tiny?" He holds up his hand to his knee. "About yea high?"
[20:57] <lorelee> It doesn't take long, and then a beverage that is lime green with lots of bubbles is set down before the pair of you. It is served in a shot glass and smells like blackberries.
[20:57] <joo> Durnish turns to Oren. "Would you lend me two coins?"
[20:58] <joo> Durnish stares at the drink, and sighs.
[20:58] <@oren> Oren looks at his drink and says "What is this, goblin piss?"
[20:59] <lorelee> He nods in Einar's direction. "Friend of yours is upstairs, fourth room on the left."
[21:00] <Vaylon Kenadell> Einar quickly strides off toward the room the innkeeper mentioned, ignoring the stares of the public.
[21:00] <Vaylon Kenadell> He knocks on Tiny's door. "Tiny! Get up! It's time to collect our reward."
[21:00] <Vatican> Tiny's loincloth experiences a large protruding growth
[21:01] <@oren> Oren grumbles and fishes out two coins from a pocket, putting them on the counter.
[21:01] <Broose> Pellias shifts about awkwardly as his companions go about their business.
[21:04] <Vaylon Kenadell> Einar pounds on the door.
[21:04] <joo> Just two coins?
[21:04] <lorelee> The bells outside chime nine times.
[21:04] <Vatican> Tiny rolls over, startled, he falls off the bed, and lets out a loud yelp
[21:04] <Vatican> "What!"
[21:05] <@oren> Oren gets out two more coins and gives them to Durnish, then grumbles loudly about the drink and the service and the price and the innkeeper's mother
[21:05] <joo> Durnish pushes the two coins forward. "This has better be good."
[21:05] <joo> He takes the glass and downs half of its contents.
[21:06] <@oren> Oren drinks it all in one gulp.
[21:06] <joo> How does it taste?
[21:06] <lorelee> The innkeeper pockets the money, giving Durnish a stern look as he continues his business of cleaning the bar.
[21:06] <Vaylon Kenadell> Einar says, "Get up! It's time to collect our pay!"
[21:06] <lorelee> The drink tastes like pepper.
[21:07] <Vaylon Kenadell> Do you mean like black pepper or capsicum?
[21:07] <lorelee> Like, pepper pepper. Seasoning pepper.
[21:07] <joo> Durnish makes a disgusted face, then stares at the barkeeper.
[21:08] <Vatican> Tiny grumbles like as he gets up. He gathers up his belongings. He takes a moment to look in the mirror as he dresses himself. He splashes cold water on his face to refresh himself, flashes a winning smile, and heads out the door, and down the stairs
[21:09] <lorelee> "There a problem, lad?" the innkeeper asks Durnish.
[21:09] <joo> "The only thing this does to my eyes is make them water!" And he throws the rest of the contents in the barkeeper's face and stomps out.
[21:09] <Vatican> Tiny says "Thanks for the wake up, Einar. You really should have taken a room!"
[21:09] <Vaylon Kenadell> Einar follows after Tiny back down into the common room.
[21:10] <@oren> Oren puts the shot glass back on the counter. "I think these humans have a very different idea of what an eye-opener is supposed to be."
[21:11] <Broose> Pellias stares after Durnish with a frown, and then follows him outside.
[21:11] <lorelee> The barkeep wipes the sprayed drink from his face, grumbling in a low voice.
[21:13] <Vaylon Kenadell> Einar follows after Pellias.
[21:13] * Vatican (6c34548b@NewNet-FCD034EA.mibbit.com) Quit (http://www.mibbit.com ajax IRC Client)
[21:13] <joo> Durnish makes his way to the guild building.
[21:14] <lorelee> Outside, the morning sun hangs in the sky.
[21:14] * Vatican (6c34548b@NewNet-FCD034EA.mibbit.com) has joined #DungeonWorld
[21:14] <Broose> Pellias will go towards the guild building as well.
[21:14] <joo> 02:14:00 <joo> Durnish makes his way to the guild building.
[21:14] <joo> 02:14:04 <lorelee> Outside, the morning sun hangs in the sky.
[21:14] <Vatican> Tiny shrugs to the poor barkeep, then makes his way out the door
[21:14] <joo> Durnish looks at the sun with distaste.
[21:15] <Vaylon Kenadell> Einar says to Pellias, "Remind me again what they said our pay will be?"
[21:15] <lorelee> The guild hall is quiet, hardly anyone around. It is a stark contrast to when you first signed on yesterday.
[21:16] <@oren> Oren follows Durnish outside, holding his flail in his hands.
[21:16] <lorelee> The same man who handled your signup is sitting at the same place.
[21:17] <Broose> Pellias scratches his chin. "I'm not sure if they mentioned, actually!"
[21:18] <joo> Durnish holds up the pendant he was given. "We took care of your rats, lad."
[21:18] <Vatican> Tiny gives a thumbs up to the man
[21:18] <Vaylon Kenadell> Einar approaches the table, bows slightly, and says, "And we've come to collect our pay, my good man."
[21:21] <lorelee> Hearing you approach, the man looks up, smiling as he greets you. "Good morning, good morning," he says, his smile faltering as he takes in your appearance. "Finished the rats already?" He nods. "I see," he adds, looking over the things on the desk. Coming up with a small key, he opens a drawer, pulling out a small bag of coins. "Here is your payment for your troubles," he says, setting
[21:21] <lorelee> the back on the table. "Ten coins each."
[21:22] <Vatican> Tiny eye twitches
[21:22] <Vaylon Kenadell> Einar laughs and says, "Ten coins? I can retire, now."
[21:22] <Broose> Pellias accepts his share with a polite nod.
[21:27] <Vaylon Kenadell> Einar opens the bag and dumps it on the counter. He collects his share and gestures to the remaining pile. He laughs and says, "Lucky I thought ahead, eh? We have some of the pelts from the rats, and they're quite valuable."
[21:30] <joo> Durnish glares at Einar.
[21:30] <Vatican> Tiny pockets his share and sighs
[21:32] <Vaylon Kenadell> "Er... yes." Clearing his throat, Einar turns to the Blackwood man and says, "And what is our next task?"
[21:32] <joo> Durnish turns to the man, and says, "I hope our next payment will be greater."
[21:34] <lorelee> The desk clerk 'hmms' in reply, Durnish. "Do good work make good money."
[21:35] <@oren> Oren takes his ten coins grumbling
[21:35] <joo> Durnish takes eight coins, and gives two to Oren.
[21:35] <@oren> Oren says, "Thank you"
[21:37] <lorelee> The clerk looks over his desk a moment. "Unfortunately, we don't have any jobs at the moment. We should get some in soon, though."
[21:38] <Broose> Pellias nods. "When should we check in again?"
[21:38] <Vatican> Tiny sighs and says "Ah well"
[21:38] <lorelee> The clerk thinks. "This afternoon, perhaps."
[21:39] <Broose> "Very well," Pellias bows, and turns back toward the entrance.
[21:40] <joo> Durnish "humph"s and walks outside, then kneels down and prays to Thrumnur for guidance.
[21:40] <joo> !r +2 -- Cast Spell (Guidance Rote)
[21:40] <@pagebot> joo: 8=5+1(+2) -- Cast Spell (Guidance Rote)
[21:40] <Vaylon Kenadell> Einar walks out. He waves to Pellias. "I shall return in the afternoon."
[21:41] <joo> Durnish attracts unwelcome attention or puts himself on the spot.
[21:42] <Vatican> He attracts Tiny's unwanted attention
[21:42] <@pagebot> He bum Tiny's unwanted attention
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[21:42] <joo> Hah!
[21:42] <Vaylon Kenadell> With that, he walks off into the city and tries to find a furrier.
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[21:43] <Vatican> Tiny decides to take advantage of the situation, and relieve the poor priest of some coin!
[21:43] <lorelee> I'll allow it. This is amusing.
[21:44] <Vatican> Tiny is gonna take his coins then!
[21:44] <Vatican> !roll 2d6+2 On the spot!
[21:44] <@pagebot> Vatican: 11=6+3(+2) On the spot!
[21:46] <lorelee> In the meantime, Durnish, a stone rolls past you up and up the road, and settles beneath a poster.
[21:46] <@oren> Oren follows Durnish
[21:47] <lorelee> Einar, you find a furrier after a brief bit of searching.
[21:47] <Vaylon Kenadell> I show him the pelt and ask him how much he thinks it is worth.
[21:47] <lorelee> Stone shaped like dodecahedron.
[21:47] <Broose> Pellias goes to look for a church. Any church!
[21:48] <lorelee> You find a church with no trouble.
[21:48] <Broose> Is there a priest he can speak to?
[21:49] <lorelee> The furrier looks over the pelts, Einar. After some 'hm'ing and a few mutterings, the man looks up at you, smiling. "I can offer 50 gold each pelt," he says.
[21:49] <lorelee> coins.
[21:49] <lorelee> yes
[21:50] <lorelee> Tiny, you relieve Durnish of all 10 of his recently gained coin.
[21:50] <joo> It was only 8 coins!
[21:51] <lorelee> 8
[21:51] <joo> Durnish's eye is caught by the stone, and he walks up to the poster and looks at it,.
[21:52] <Vaylon Kenadell> "All right," says Einar, "I'll sell this off, then, if you don't mind. We have more as well."
[21:52] <Broose> Pellias nods his head to the priest, and offers his ten coins. "To pay for meals for the poor, sir, please."
[21:56] <lorelee> The poster is an advertisement for a theatre. The words Lark and Wren Theater are prominently displayed across the top. Just below it is written 'Acheon's Throne', the name of a very well known play.
[21:57] <joo> Durnish stares at the poster, brows furrowed, rubbing his head.
[21:58] <joo> "What is this?" He asks Oren, "some kind of pansy make-believe dance?"
[21:59] <@oren> Oren shrugs "Lets go drink"
[21:59] <Vatican> Tiny laughs as he looks at the poster "It's a human play! They do it for entertainment!"
[21:59] <joo> Durnish shakes his head. "Go and drink, if you like; but I have Thrumnur's work to do"
[22:00] <@oren> Oren says "What is that?"
[22:00] <joo> "I do not know, but perhaps it shall be revealed if I go to the place." He turns to Tiny. "Do you know the way to this theatre, halfling?"
[22:01] <lorelee> The furrier hands over 50 coins per pelt, Einar.
[22:01] <Vaylon Kenadell> Einar pockets the 50 coins and doesn't tell anyone about it. He bids the furrier good-day and leaves the shop. Earlier, when removing the pelt from his backpack, he noticed a bottle of wine in there. He pulls the bottle from his backpack and examines it carefully, trying to figure out what he knows about it.
[22:02] <Vatican> Tiny shrugs "Not off the top of my head, but, I'm sure it will not be too hard to find! A few smiles and winks, and we will be there before you know it!" He gives his trademark Thumbs Up
[22:02] <lorelee> The priest nods at you Pellias. "Thank you, kind sir," he says, accepting the money. "Every little bit helps, we pray your way is lit by the divine."
[22:03] <lorelee> Roll spout lore on the wine.
[22:03] <lorelee> Einar
[22:03] <Vaylon Kenadell> !r 2d6+2 Spout Lore
[22:03] <@pagebot> Vaylon: 5=2+1(+2) Spout Lore
[22:03] <lorelee> You can discern nothing from the bottle.
[22:04] <Vaylon Kenadell> Einar shrugs and puts the bottle back into his backpack, still wondering how it got in there.
[22:04] <joo> Durnish nods. "Very well, then; lead on, if you please."
[22:04] <Vaylon Kenadell> "All right," he says to himself, "time for a little relaxation." He heads off toward the Singing King and asks for a room and bath.
[22:05] <Vatican> Tiny nods and goes off towards the nearest crossroads. He asks any passerby for directions to the playhouse as he goes
[22:05] <@oren> Oren goes off to the Dancing Mug to drink
[22:06] <joo> Durnish strides haughtily through the streets, leaning his mace over his shoulder, looking this way and that.
[22:06] <Broose> Pellias wanders around the city aimlessly after he's given away all his money, and runs into Durnish and Tiny.
[22:08] <joo> Durnish looks Pellias up and down. "Ah, maybe this is the sort of thing you'd be into." He shows Pellias the poster. "What do you know about this?"
[22:10] <Broose> Pellias looks over the poster, nodding. "Ah, I saw Acheon's Throne a few times, actually! Checking out the local human entertainment, are you?" He asks of Tiny and Durnish.
[22:10] <joo> Durnish doesn't answer, but says: "What happens in this play"?
[22:11] <joo> *?"
[22:11] <lorelee> A few passersby point you towards the western edge of town. The arts district, commonly called the Veilgarden, where painters, poets, and philosophers congregate in the area's many tea shops. The Lark and Wren sits in a little side street. While clearly a work in progress, the theater's outsides are decorated in beautiful plaster frescoes depicting birds perched on ivy vines.
[22:12] <Vatican> Tiny smiles "Our dwarfish friend has taken a sudden interest in the play, yes!"
[22:13] <lorelee> The innkeeper greets you warmly, Einar, and set you up with a nice, comfortable room.
[22:14] <Broose> Pellias scratches his chin, thinking. "Political intrigue, mostly. It's a historical play about the Atlavion crown being usurped."
[22:15] <joo> Durnish's eyes sparkle faintly. "Crowns being usurped, you say? By whom?"
[22:18] <Broose> "The lord of Denerim, actually! That's why it's so popular around here, I imagine." Pellias says.
[22:18] <Vaylon Kenadell> Einar takes a long, hot bath. He cleans off the smell of poo water and re-dresses in his robes and heads back down to common room. He talks to the innkeeper and asks him if he knows whether or not there are any minstrels available for hire.
[22:19] <Vaylon Kenadell> Einar says that he is willing to pay fair wages, though he has no particular goal in mind.
[22:21] <joo> "I see," Durnish says. He looks from the facade of the theatre to poster a few times, then says, "This must be the place."
[22:22] <joo> Durnish walks into the theatre.
[22:22] <Broose> Pellias follows after Durnish, curious.
[22:25] <joo> What does he see?
[22:26] <lorelee> The innkeeper pauses in his work, "There is one who might be willing. He's usually sitting...ah, yes, there he is," the inkeeper points over at a finely dressed youth. Clad in gold-colored finery, with a feather tipped hat, he sits lightly strumming a harp.
[22:26] <Vaylon Kenadell> !roll 2d6+1 Recruit
[22:26] <@pagebot> Vaylon: 8=2+5(+1) Recruit
[22:29] <lorelee> You step into the lobby. It is decorated in rich reds and golds. A currently un-manned ticket office stands in the center of the lobby, a staircase ascending behind it.
[22:29] <Vaylon Kenadell> What time of day is it?
[22:29] <lorelee> It is currently mid-morning.
[22:29] <joo> Durnish ascends the staircase.
[22:30] <Vatican> Tiny follows along
[22:30] <Broose> Pellias follows. "They don't seem to be having a show right about now.
[22:30] <Broose> +"
[22:30] <Vaylon Kenadell> All right. Einar goes over to the finely-dressed youth and bows. "Good morning, sir. The innkeeper said that you are a minstrel who may be available for hire. I am Einar."
[22:31] <lorelee> As you reach the top of the stairs, you hear the distant noise of raised voices. It seems to be coming from the auditorium.
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[22:35] <lorelee> The youth regards you Einar, nodding. "Good day, I am Stephano. The innkeeper is correct, I have been looking to travel as of late."
[22:36] <Broose> Pellias heads towards the auditorium to see what's going on.
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[22:36] <Vatican> I love america
[22:37] <joo> (Durnish does so, too)
[22:37] * nikow was kicked by Vaylon (Vaylon)
[22:40] <Vatican> Tiny also moves forward
[22:41] <lorelee> You find yourself surrounded by a sea of chairs. Down a stairway is the stage, where construction is still going on. Shouting over the noise is a balding human with dark hair and a goatee. His outfit is just shy of being ridiculously flamboyant, and he gestures with with a quill in one hand while he clutches a sheaf of parchment to his breast with the other. His attention is focused on
[22:41] <lorelee> a gangly young human who is wearing spectacles and scribe robes. While he is on the verge of shouting, he is trying to keep his words civil.
[22:42] <lorelee> "Sir your offer is very generous, but as I have said before, my plays are not for sale! Good day!" The young man in glasses shakes his head in frustration and storms out.
[22:43] <Vatican> Tiny's eyes light up
[22:43] <Vatican> at the words "sale"
[22:44] <Broose> Pellias steps through the sea of chairs, looking toward the man who the playwright was arguing with. "What was that all about, sir?"
[22:45] <joo> Durnish crosses his arms and listens carefully.
[22:45] <Vaylon Kenadell> Einar pulls up a chair. "Well, Stephano, I have recently been hired by the Blackwood Company to take on various tasks, some heroic, some not so much. I can't promise that we'll get to see much in the way of scenery -- my last job had me traipsing about in the sewers -- but I can promise you that we will, indeed, travel. I wish to hire a minstrel to herald our successes and perhaps play music in these dangerous places."
[22:47] <Vatican> Tiny decides to make his way discreetly after the young man who stormed off
[22:49] <@oren> Oren is still drinking
[22:50] <lorelee> Approaching the playwright, Pellias, he turns to give you a once over before turning away and looking over the sheaf of papers in his hand. "Can I help you?" he asks.
[22:51] <Vatican> By descreetly, Tiny is following this man, sneakily, discreetly, etc. Dunno if I have to roll for that.
[22:51] <Broose> Pellias scratches his chin. "My friend here was interested in seeing Acheon's Throne. When is it being performed?"
[22:52] <lorelee> The minstrel considers your proprosal, Einar, nodding after a few moments of consideration. "To travel with the Blackwood Company would be quite an honor," he says.
[22:52] <lorelee> A note, the playwright is the one not wanting to sell plays.
[22:52] <lorelee> Apoligies if that was not clearer.
[22:52] <lorelee> *apologies
[22:55] <lorelee> Clearly recalling something, the playwright looks over at Pellias again. "Ah, yes. Are you here for an audition?" he inquires.
[22:56] <lorelee> "The opening night of Acheon's Throne is in two weeks," he adds.
[22:56] <Broose> This is what Oren is drinking: www.bevreview.com/wp-content/image_mountaindewgamefuel_official1.jpg
[22:59] <joo> Durnish looks around the room. Are there any stairwells or doorsways leading out, apart from the one he entered by?
[22:59] <Broose> Pellias seems surprised. "I did not think I had the look of an actor! This armor is no costume, friend."
[23:00] <Vaylon Kenadell> Einar laughs. "We'll see if you still feel that way after travelling with my, well, unusual companions. And what shall I recompense you for being in my employ, good sir?"
[23:00] <lorelee> There is a door on one side of the stage.
[23:02] <joo> Durnish, heedlessly of the others, makes his way onto the stage and walks toward the door.
[23:04] <Vatican> Tiny, with the skill of an experienced thief, sneakys his way near to the scribe, and stealthly attempts to take anything of interest from his belongings!
[23:04] <Vatican> !roll 2d6+2 Man. Here is hoping you have good shit man!
[23:04] <@pagebot> Vatican: 9=3+4(+2) Man. Here is hoping you have good shit man!
[23:04] <lorelee> "Really?" the playwright asks, looking Pellias over again. "I was thinking it looked quite authentic, but that is because it is, isn't it?" he says, smiling. "Oh, where are my manners, allow me to introduce myself. Tobian deQuillus, playwright, at your service."
[23:06] <joo> Can Durnish open the door and enter it?
[23:06] <lorelee> Einar, Stephano thinks a moment. "I believe 25 coins a month should be more than suitable," he says.
[23:08] <Broose> Pellias nods his head politely. "Pellias Mourne, sir. Pleased to meet you." Pellias suddenly notices his shorter comrades have disappeared, he shrugs, and continues. "Was there some trouble, earlier, with that man?"
[23:08] <lorelee> Tiny, you have a choice.
[23:14] <Vaylon Kenadell> Einar says, "Very well, Stephano. Welcome to the employ of Einar Sindri. I won't ask you to do anything dangerous -- and ignore my companions -- but I can't promise that we won't go anywhere dangerous. Anyway, let us head out into the marketplace! I feel the need to do some bargain-hunting."
[23:14] <lorelee> You can either pick his pocket, and taking the first thing your fingers happen upon, or you can dig around his pockets for something in particular, but he discovers you behind him.
[23:16] <Vatican> Tiny looks for something in particular. Gems or coins preferably!
[23:16] <Vaylon Kenadell> What are the stats of Stephano? His loyalty, skill, and so forth?
[23:20] <lorelee> His loyalty is 1, he is a minstrel of 5.
[23:24] <lorelee> Tiny finds a small satchel of coins in the scribe's pocket. However, the scribe is startled by your intrusion and spins around quickly to face you.
[23:24] <Vatican> Tiny flashes a smile and a wink "I did not mean to startle you, handsome. I just wanted to get your attention!"
[23:26] <Vatican> !roll 2d6+1 He looks deeply into my eyes....
[23:26] <@pagebot> Vatican: 11=6+4(+1) He looks deeply into my eyes....
[23:26] <Vaylon Kenadell> Einar goes ahead and counts out 25 coins, giving it to Stephano. He then heads off into town to see if he can find a clothing or tailor's shop of some sort.
[23:27] <lorelee> Tobian sighs lightly. "Well, the Printer's Guild insists I sell them my plays for mass publishing. Naturally, I've refused, but they are a persistant lot, and keep sending their clerks to bother me."
[23:29] <lorelee> Yes, Durnish can open the door.
[23:29] <joo> Durnish enters the room. What does he see, and, in particular, is there any loose wooden furniture or exposed beams that could be removeD?
[23:32] <lorelee> You see rows of costumes and props strewn across the room. It is a storage room, for various theater items.
[23:34] <lorelee> Tiny, the scribe buys your bullshit. "Yes, what is it?" he asks.
[23:35] <Broose> Pellias seems curious. "Why don't you want to sell them?"
[23:35] <Vatican> Tiny smiles "I happened to notice your argument with that man back there. I was just curious about why that man would be yelling at such a nice man like yourself?""
[23:38] <joo> Can Durnish take a jar of flammable oil from his adventuring gear?
[23:38] <lorelee> Tobian's brow furrows at the question. "My work is my own. If I sell them, it's very likely some other theater will take them and produce them."
[23:41] <Broose> Pellias nods. "Ah, I see, but would not more people see your work, then?"
[23:41] <lorelee> The scribe sighs, crossing his arms. "Tobian is the best playwright in the city, probably the country. Publishing his plays for people to read would be quite the arrangement for the Printer's Guild." The scribe thinks a moment, then adds, "If you stop by the guild, at your leisure, we can discuss this further if you are interested."
[23:42] <lorelee> "I am Jaxon Warrington, I hope to see you soon," the scribe says, bidding Tiny good day.
[23:43] <Vatican> Tiny smiles and nods "Thank you Jaxon! I will take you up on that!" Tiny decides to ponder this interesting information for a bity
[23:43] <Vatican> bit*
[23:44] <Vaylon Kenadell> Once Einar finds a clothing shop, he buys a set of travelling clothes -- including a tunic and pantaloons and whatever else is in fashion at the time for plain attire -- and a set of leather armor.
[23:45] <lorelee> "It's the principle of things," Tobian says, throwing his hands up in the air. Papers go flying everywhere, and Tobian growls in frustration. "It is my work, it should remain with the Lark and Wren."
[23:46] <@oren> Oren is still drinking
[23:46] <Vatican> Tiny decides to go and find out more about....Witch Hunters.
[23:47] <Broose> "Oh, well, that is your right, sir." Pellias says, surprised at his sudden outburst.
[23:48] <Vatican> He walks about the city, asking about where to find the local Witch Hunters.
[23:51] <lorelee> Tiny is pointed in the direction of the cathedral in the northern part of the city.
[23:52] <Vatican> Tiny rubs his chin, but continues on, making his way to the Cathedral
[23:57] <lorelee> Tobian takes a breath, calming himself. "Apologies, good sir, but it can rile me so."
[23:59] <lorelee> Tiny arrives at the grand cathedral. Occasionally, men and women pass by, clad in dark vestments.
[00:00] <Vatican> Tiny, whistling a happy tune, keeps on walking, into the cathedral
[00:00] <Broose> Pellias nods slowly. "Well, they can't force you to sell them, surely."
[00:01] <Vaylon Kenadell> Einar buys the set of travelling clothes and leather armor for 10 coins.
[00:03] <lorelee> "Can I help you, my child?" a woman asks, approaching Tiny.
[00:03] <lorelee> Yes, Durnish gets oil
[00:04] <joo> Durnish spills the oil everywhere, then takes one of the costumes, bundling it up into a rag, lighting it with his flintbox, then tossing it onto the floor.
[00:04] <joo> Durnish quickly walks out of the building.
[00:05] <joo> Durnish did this as surreptitiously as is reasonable for him to do.
[00:06] <Vatican> Tiny looks up with a bright smile "Yes. I am new to the city, and I heard tell of your order from others in the city! I am also suspicious of foul magic users and wizards. I wish to learn more about your faith, and, if possible, assist in your duties!" He flashes a bright smile and gives a Thumbs Up
[00:06] <Broose> Pellias looks back at the dwarf. "Where are you going off to?"
[00:07] <joo> Durnish pauses, "I find I am not interested in this nonsense", and then continues.
[00:07] <lorelee> "'Tis true," Tobian replies. "But, these are not grievences to be ruminated over now. Were you perhaps interested in auditioning?"
[00:10] <Broose> Pellias frowns, furrowing his brow. "Ah, I'm not sure I understand my dwarven friends very well." He turns back to Tobian, pondering his question. "Well, I was always fond of plays... I saw many when I was younger. Surely I couldn't, though... I have recently been employed by a company of mercenaries." Pellias says, reluctantly.
[00:11] <@oren> Oren is passed out at the tavern
[00:16] <joo> Durnish leans against a nearby building, observing the effects of his actions with interest.
[00:16] <lorelee> The woman regards Tiny with a smile. "Of course. Here among the Order of the Silver Flame, we strive to create a pure Atlavion."
[00:19] <Vatican> Tiny nods "I'm wondering how I could I identify such a foul person if I saw them. I would not want one of those evil people sneaking up on me! What should I do? I want to do my part to make Atlavion a great place for all as well!"
[00:23] <Vaylon Kenadell> While he is in town, Einar also buys two sets of bandages, two bundles of dungeon rations, and a bundle of halfling pipeleaf. Armed with his newly-hired minstrel's charming smile, Einar only pays a paltry 5 coins for this.
[00:25] <lorelee> "Ah, I see," Tobian says. "Blackwood folk, eh?" Sniffing the air, Tobian catches the scent of smoke in the air. "What is..." looking around, Tobian goes in search of the source of the smell.
[00:25] <Broose> Pellias smells it as well, and follows along to investigate.
[00:27] <Vaylon Kenadell> Einar splits the burden of some of these goods with the minstrel: giving his bag of books to the minstrel, he takes a set of bandages and the pipeleaf.
[00:28] <lorelee> The woman nods. "Identifying dark practicioners is not always easy," she begins. "They have the mark of death upon them, often appearing as five dots in the shape of a five pointed star."
[00:29] <Vatican> Tiny nods, paying close attention
[00:30] <Vaylon Kenadell> He says, "Stephano, meet us at the Blackwood Company building in the afternoon, when the bell tolls twice. I must return to my inn room to gather the rest of my belongings."
[00:31] <Vaylon Kenadell> With that, Einar walks back to his inn room to change into his plain clothing and the leather armor as well. He folds his robes carefully and puts them away.
[00:32] <lorelee> "Holy water is great for burning them," the woman continues, Tiny.
[00:33] <Vatican> Tiny continues to nod "I see! You must have faced many of these foul people yourself, right?"
[00:34] <Vaylon Kenadell> Once changed into his new clothes -- and now no longer looking like a wizard -- Einar begins to chant the words for Detect Magic in a low voice, waving his hands over his items, closing his eyes.
[00:34] <Vaylon Kenadell> !r 2d6+2 Cast a Spell (Detect Magic)
[00:34] <@pagebot> Vaylon: 8=3+3(+2) Cast a Spell (Detect Magic)
[00:35] <Vaylon Kenadell> Einar forgets Detect Magic.
[00:36] <lorelee> Tobian comes across th burgeoning fire in the prop room. Alarmed, he goes in search of something to put it out.
[00:36] <Vaylon Kenadell> Einar opens his eyes, glancing over his items. Is anything here magical? Einar focuses in particular on the staff he found in the sewers and the bottle of wine that mysteriously appeared in his backpack.
[00:38] <Broose> Pellias' eyes widen. "Oh! A fire!" Pellias grabs some of the costumes and tries to smother the fire.
[00:42] <lorelee> The staff radiates with some power. You know that it holds strength. It is an added 1d4 to melee.
[00:42] <Vaylon Kenadell> So... when I melee with it, I do 2d4?
[00:43] <lorelee> Yes.
[00:43] <Vaylon Kenadell> All right.
[00:43] <Vaylon Kenadell> The wine is mundane?
[00:43] <lorelee> The wine is mundane.
[00:43] <Vaylon Kenadell> All right. Einar washes off the staff as best he can in the bath.
[00:44] <Vaylon Kenadell> All right. What time of day is it?
[00:44] <lorelee> It is early afternoon.
[00:45] <Vaylon Kenadell> Einar cleans and dries the staff as best he can, then checks himself in the mirror. He appears to be a fairly average commoner now. "Though I do miss my lovely robes," he says sadly. Still, better than being caught and hanged or whatever it is they do to his kind. Out the door, down the street, Einar heads to the Blackwood Company building.
[00:46] <lorelee> "No, not those," Tobian yells, running for a different rack of clothes. Grabbing a few costumes, he beats at the flames with them.
[00:46] <lorelee> Eventually the two of you succeed in extinquishing the fire.
[00:47] <Broose> Pellias wipes the sweat off his forehead. "Where could this fire have come from?"
[00:47] <joo> Durnish wanders off and joins Oren in the tavern.
[00:47] <@oren> Oren is snoring on the bar
[00:48] <joo> Durnish nudges him. "Been enjoying yourself, lad?"
[00:48] <@oren> Oren wakes, his beard wet with drool
[00:48] <@oren> Oren says "Yes"
[00:48] <joo> "Thrumnur's good work has been done! And I am thirsty." He turns to the barkeeper, starting to speak and reaching for his purse, then frowns.
[00:50] <lorelee> "I haven't a clue," Tobian says. "Though, I suspect Stellan. He runs the Masquerade Theatre on the other side of the Veilgarden. Always trying to one-up me."
[00:51] <joo> He slams his fist down on the bar. "What in Thrumnur's...?"
[00:51] <@oren> Oren says what is it friend?
[00:51] <Broose> Pellias' eyes widen. "This seems a bit extreme for a feud between theaters!"
[00:51] <joo> "Some lowlife musta robbed me!" He growls.
[00:51] <lorelee> The woman pauses, shaking her head after a moment. "I have not personally, but I have witnessed the trials and executions of many a witch."
[00:51] <@oren> Oren growls, too. "What!"
[00:52] <@oren> Oren grumbles and says, "It wasn't much nohow. They pay for shit."
[00:52] <Vatican> Tiny nods his head "I see! Is there a pamphlet, or anything I could take with me that could tell me more? Or, someone I could speak to if I do spot a witch?"
[00:55] <lorelee> "You can always seek advice from Vaethus Lex. He has tried many a poor soul. He's away at Rithwall right now, but should return in the next few days," the woman replies.
[00:55] <joo> Durnish shrugs. "Ah, well. I do not really care for the coin, but it angers me that some -heathen- will be wasting it. I shall have to be more careful with my next payment."
[00:56] <@oren> Suddenly he brightens, patting Durnish on the shoulder. "Wait here. I'll get us some money."
[00:57] <@oren> Oren goes into town and tries to find someone willing to take the rat pelts. "Hey anyone wanna buy a pelt?"
[00:57] <Vatican> Tiny nods "Ah. I see! Well, perhaps I will be able to see him at a later time. Thank you for your help!" Tiny gives her a bright smile and another Thumbs Up!
[00:57] <lorelee> "Will you be in town long? Where are you staying, I could have someone feth you if you like."
[00:57] <lorelee> *fetch
[01:00] <Vatican> Tiny walks further into the cathedral for a bit, casing the joint as he does so. He examines the various bits of furniture, any books of value that may be leing laying about.
[01:00] <lorelee> A shady looking man approaches Oren, smiling. "I would like to take those off your hands for you," he says.
[01:00] <Vaylon Kenadell> Oren says, "Aight, how much you paying?"
[01:00] <Vaylon Kenadell> Fuck.
[01:00] <Vaylon Kenadell> Wrong window.
[01:00] <joo> Durnish follows, listening silently but with a disapproving look.
[01:01] <Vatican> !roll 2d6 Discern realities in the cathedral
[01:01] <@pagebot> Vatican: 7=2+5 Discern realities in the cathedral
[01:01] <lorelee> The man smiles wider. "I am willing to part with 20 coins for the lot of it."
[01:02] <@oren> Oren laughs in this man's face and says, "You must think me a fool. 40 coins or nothing."
[01:02] <Vatican> • What here is useful or valuable to me?
[01:07] <@oren> !r 2d6-1 Oren Parleys
[01:07] <@pagebot> Oren: 4=4+1(-1) Oren Parleys
[01:09] <lorelee> On the altar are a pair of silver candlesticks. Forgotten on one of the pews is a book. The faded cover reads Malleus Maleficarum.
[01:11] <Vaylon Kenadell> Meanwhile, Einar and Stephano are hanging out at the Blackwood Company building entrance. Stephano is playing the harp and singing. Einar listens appreciatively.
[01:11] <lorelee> The shady man laughs. "20, or I walk away."
[01:11] <Vatican> Tiny makes his way towards the pew, hands behind his back and smiling as he walks. Looking about quickly, he decides that it might contain something useful! The brave halfling will attempt to obtain this book!
[01:11] <Vatican> His quick fingered hands reach out to snatch the book and place it in his belongings before anyone notices him!
[01:12] <Vatican> !roll 2d6+2 Gonna steal a book, yo
[01:12] <@pagebot> Vatican: 9=6+1(+2) Gonna steal a book, yo
[01:14] <@oren> Oren grumbles and lifts one hand carrying the flail threateningly at the shady man. But at last, he throws the pelts at the shady man's feet. "Fine. Hand it over."
[01:24] <lorelee> Tiny, you can either pocket the book and a mass begins, trapping you for two hours at the Cathedral, or you pick the book up and it tears down the spine in half
[01:25] <Vatican> Looks like Tiny will be going to church!
[01:25] <lorelee> The shady man hands over the 20 coins for the pelts before heading off.
[01:26] <@oren> Oren takes the coins and shows them to Durnish, then shrugs. "Let's go."
[01:29] <joo> Durnish glances at the coins. "I would rather those hides had rotted into the ground for Thrumnur to consume; but at least we relieved a fool of his coins."
[01:35] <joo> "Ah, it must be about time to get our next assignment." Durnish says, and heads off to the guild building.
[01:35] <@oren> Oren follows Durnish
[01:37] <lorelee> So, is this a good place to stop?
[01:37] <Broose> Sure.
[01:37] <joo> Yes.
[01:37] <Broose> !missed-rolls
[01:37] <@pagebot> Missed rolls (estimated): Vaylon: 2 of 8, Oren: 1 of 1, Vatican: 0 of 5, joo: 1 of 2. Full list: <http://pastebin.com/UebrWvLc>.
[01:38] <joo> -1 for joo and -1 for Vaylon, as they came from before the session.
[01:39] <Vaylon Kenadell> Did we learn something new and important about the world?
[01:40] <Vaylon Kenadell> Did we overcome a notable monster or enemy?
[01:40] <Vaylon Kenadell> Did we loot a memorable treasure?
[01:41] <lorelee> The book is somewhat memorable.
[01:44] <lorelee> You learned something new and important. The play is historical, a Denerim lord once tried usurping the throne,
[01:45] <Vatican> Book memorable? Nice