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Post by Naerwen on Oct 28, 2012 23:26:14 GMT -4
Naerwen thinks for a moment then gives a combined shrug and nod, but her ears perk up and she's slightly distracted as she hears Deekin's voice. A slight chuckle of amusement escapes her as she hears Deekin say that he "seeses elfses and small person with bombses." She smiled down at the little Kobold. "So what brings you here Deekin?" As Grumple gets ready to go she hesitates waiting for Deekin's reply as she slowly gathers her things.
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Post by Deekin on Oct 30, 2012 19:02:35 GMT -4
"Have ye a mug of stout and a bit o' meat? I could use a bit before I get 'te walkin..."
Sarna nods at his request and heads back to the kitchen, but not before smacking Flog upside the head as she passes, the half-orc having been taking a small break from bar-tending. Swearing villainously as she passes, he reaches for a mug from a stack nearby on the counter. "It be on the house, 'least we can do for what y'all have done," Flog mutters as he turns to a spigot on a cask nearby. Pouring some of the house stout with practiced ease, he slides the mug across the counter to the dwarf. " 'Fraid the selection is not too great, at th' moment. Haven't been able to go down into th' cellar since...well...ye' know..." the innkeeper says with a nod towards the Wizard's Tower beyond the once-shattered windows. "Seems whatever that stuff was, it did somethin' strange to some rats down there. Sarna tried headin' down there earlier, an' came back sayin' somethin' 'bout them becomin' ferocious and grow'n to strange sizes...."
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"So what brings you here Deekin?"
Deekin launches himself as high as his small stature will allow him, reaching up on the counter to grab the crumpet and its associated condiments. Munching through it rather quickly, with crumbs flying in all directions, he turns to address Naerwen in rather short order.
"Dwarfses with flaming hammer comeses to see Deekin, oh yes! Well, to leave message with nice dragon lady, but also to see Deekin!" the kobold chatters excitedly, dancing around slightly. Morganna returns, bearing a wand that appears to be elegantly carved from a bone of some sort. She hobbles around the counter to hand it to Deekin, still wearing her amusement plainly on her face. The shopkeeper then hobbles back again, gathering the various dishes to clean them in the kitchenette at the back of the store.
"A mighty pair of dwarfses and kobold be heading off for grand adventure, oh yes!" Deekin says. "Dwarfses be looking for someone, some place south of town, if Deekin thinkses about it! There will be much fighting of evil thingses and excitement for Deekin, oh yes!" the kobold chatters, clasping the bone wand in his claws as he bounces towards the door of the shop.
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Post by blackhawk on Oct 31, 2012 1:56:14 GMT -4
Vulgrim nods as the mug is slid across the counter. He listens to Flog, taking a pull on the mug and setting it down on the counter.
He wipes the foam from his beard and gestures to the casks. "If ye want te retrieve some of your stores from the celler I can give ye a bit o' help with that." Vulgrim pats Forgeflame in its case on his hip. "I can break the little bastards and keep ye safe long enough for ye to bring up a cask or two." Vulgrim takes another pull from the mug.
"Just 'cause things from beyond the pall are breakin' into our world and whatnot don't mean you have to run low on yer stock."
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Post by irishmagician on Oct 31, 2012 12:27:35 GMT -4
"I can break the little bastards and keep ye safe long enough for ye to bring up a cask or two."
Flog nods grimly at that, reaching behind the counter to pull out a rather wicked looking battleaxe. Motioning for the dwarf to follow with a grunt, he opens a trapdoor behind the bar, revealing a set of stairs descending down into the cellar. As Vulgrim follows, the sound of squeaking and rustling becomes quickly evident as the creaking stairs add its complaint to the echoing basement below the Dragon's Claw. Flog audibly tightens his grip on the battleaxe, glancing cautiously about as the stairwell ends in a very short hallway before the main room of the cellar.
"Best be on ye' toes, dwarf. I be feelin' that this won't come easy for th' both of us..."
Vulgrim, please roll initiative.
Rats: [dice=20] + 3 Flog: [dice=20] + 4
*Map Updated*[rand=5493506701255457947638310082360526792656807721105027130251954492923]
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Post by Naerwen on Oct 31, 2012 15:55:29 GMT -4
When the shopkeeper gathered the dishes she thanked her for the food and drink. As Deekin spoke Naerwen watched his antics. She slightly tilted her head with curiosity at the mention of going South of town. As evil things were mentioned her ear twitched. “South of town … anywhere near the dojo? I need to go that way.” She glanced at Grumple and then back to Deekin. “Do you think maybe he would be willing to wait for us at the Inn? That way we can all travel together … probably safer that way …” She trailed off and started to move toward the door.
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Post by blackhawk on Nov 1, 2012 13:20:56 GMT -4
Vulgrim readies his hammer as he descends with the shop keeper.
Init:[dice=20][rand=1689054162707179876305400230921888387718028388924979375717230141]
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Post by mith on Nov 1, 2012 22:59:54 GMT -4
Grumplestiltskin looks at Deekin, a shocked expression on his face. "You want to fight more of those twisted creatures? So soon? What's gone wrong this time - we haven't even gotten off our feet since that colossal mad nether-demon nearly tore us apart!"
He glanced into his satchel. "Not to mention, this particular small person isn't going to be making any more bombses until he can get some rest and mix some more of his reagents." The Halfling shakes his head at Deekin's reckless enthusiasm. "The Elf is right - it's far healthier to stick together, but I think we all need to catch some rest before running out of town again."
He looks up and calls out to the shopkeeper - "Do you hear this, woman? Our little friend's trying to drag me out of town before I've even opened the little presents I just bought myself!"
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Post by Naerwen on Nov 1, 2012 23:20:12 GMT -4
Naerwen couldn't help but fight a slight grin at the word bombses being thrown around. She nodded slightly in agreement to Grumple's comments about jumping into things so soon being somewhat silly. She halfway mumbled to herself. "Rest would be nice ... that- and a hot bath." As Grumple addressed the shopkeeper as "woman" Naerwen arched a thin eyebrow and quickly corrected him. "The Elf and the shopkeeper have names you know. It wouldn't hurt to use them."
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Post by irishmagician on Nov 1, 2012 23:41:43 GMT -4
An amused cackle comes from the kitchenette at the back of the shop in reply to the exchange going on in the front of the shop. "Don't ye worry about me, dearies! This 'woman' has been called many things, that be certain! Good luck on ye errands, feel free to stop back any time!" Morganna calls from the annals of the store, as the cat jumps back up on the counter to stare at the two leaving the store. Deekin zooms out of the store past Grumple and Naerwen, clutching the wand above his head and shouting something along the lines of "Adventure for Deekin, oh yes!" The kobold can be seen heading back to the Inn further down the road.
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Meanwhile, in the cellar of the Dragon's Claw......
Initiative Order:
Rats Flog Vulgrim
Some squeaking and scurrying can be heard amidst the dark cellar, though the darkness does not bother either the half-orc or dwarf. The innkeeper moves further down the hallway, stopping just before entering the main cellar itself; preparing himself to attack should a threat pose itself.
Flog moves to B13 and readies an action to attack.
Current Initiative:
Vulgrim Rats Flog (*Readied Action*)
*Map Updated* (OOC: The white-outlined area shows what Vulgrim can currently see, i.e. range of vision. Neither Flog nor Vulgrim have penalties for the lighting, as both have darkvision.)
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Post by blackhawk on Nov 4, 2012 13:15:24 GMT -4
Vulgrim hefts his hammer and proceeds into the darkness, keeping himself prepared for whatever may decide to come out of the darkness.
Move to E 13 and look.
Perception: [dice=20]+5[rand=87290817569009960348998107947409150073560392484068872634293707087636]
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Post by irishmagician on Nov 4, 2012 13:34:34 GMT -4
As Vulgrim steps around the corner, two rather large rats come charging at him from both directions.
Readied Action triggers: Rat 1 charges from E9, Rat 2 charges from E17
Attack 1: [dice=20] + 4, damage [dice=4] + 1 (*Hits*) Attack 2: [dice=20] + 4, damage [dice=4] + 1 (Miss)
One rat manages to lunge past the dwarf's defenses and bite him with its diseased maw.
Vulgrim takes 4 damage, and needs to make a DC 11 Fortitude save versus disease. He may then take his remaining standard action for this turn.
Initiative Order: Vulgrim (DC 11 Fortitude Save, 1 Standard Action remaining) Rats Flog
*Map Updated*
[rand=9711542580846235835096412145340168998569967708014322626971148844]
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Post by blackhawk on Nov 5, 2012 10:18:35 GMT -4
Fort: [dice=20]+6
Vulgrim yells as the rat bites at him past his defenses. He rounds on the rat with a blow from below.
[dice=20]+5
Damage: [dice=8]+[dice=6](Fire)+4
(OOC: Did we heal up, or did that not happen yet? Just a question)[rand=387892032507807312738092383369858628738624975098602462571579963]
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Post by Naerwen on Nov 5, 2012 14:16:34 GMT -4
As Deekin runs off toward the Inn Naerwen shakes her head and lets a small sigh escape. As she proceeded to leave she called back to Morganna, "Thanks for your hospitality!" Once outside the shop she glanced down at Grumple. "So ... off to the Inn to leave word with Vulgrim before we head to your lab or whatnot?" Assuming Grumple agreed she proceeded toward the Inn.
Once they entered she looked around for any sign of Vulgrim and/or Deekin. Tiriel found a cozy spot on the edge of the roof to perch while she waited for Naerwen and the others.
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Post by irishmagician on Nov 5, 2012 21:41:30 GMT -4
Vulgrim manages to shrug off whatever disease the rat had been carrying for the moment. Shortly thereafter, the rat turns into a flaming pancake under the dwarf's hammer.
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As Naerwen enters the Inn, a rather obvious trail of kobold-tinged nonsense can rather easily be seen; with various over-turned chairs, spilled mugs, and startled patrons arranged in path that leads to an open trap door behind the bar. Sarna stands just off to the side of said trail amongst the main floor, her hand on her forehead as she shakes her head bemusedly. Various 'thumping' sounds can be heard coming from the trap-door.....
Deekin Acrobatics: [dice=20] + 9 Deekin Initiative: [dice=20] + 4 ............................................
......as Vulgrim hears a kobold-sized creature falling erratically down the stairs into the cellar. With a rather impressive back-flip, the figure manages not to completely land on its face after the last stair. The dwarf easily sees Deekin amidst the gloom of the cellar, who sneezes sharply from the dust stirred from his tumbling descent. He hears the kobold say, "Funny, Deekin rememberses painful tripses down evil stairses hurting more, oh yes!"
The commotion results in a frenzied increase in the squeaking and scurrying in the cellar, as more rats charge out from their hiding places amongst the wine racks and casks. All of them lunge at once, with one of them attempting to scurry around the dwarf acrobatically, but bounces back behind its companions. A rather larger, meaner looking rat lumbers from behind the farthest row of wine racks; advancing menacingly towards the dwarf.
Rats move to E14, F12, F14, and K14. "Boss" Rat moves to J13.
Acrobatics to tumble to E12: [dice=20] + 3 (*Fails, Vulgrim may make an attack-of-opportunity against this rat. Rat is pushed to E15.)
Rat Attack 1: [dice=20]+2, damage [dice=4] + 1 Rat Attack 2: [dice=20]+2, damage [dice=4] + 1 Rat Attack 3: [dice=20]+2, damage [dice=4] + 1
(OOC: Well....at least I am consistent.)
The three rats lunge in unison, but are parried deftly by Vulgrim. Behind the dwarf, a gasp can be heard from Flog. "Well, I be damned! I thought Big Bertha was just a story to scare the little 'uns!" He can be heard spitting off to the side, followed by a protest from the kobold. "Don't just stand there! Lend a hand, ye useless freeloader!" Flog wades towards the burgeoning mass of rats surrounding the dwarf, swinging his axe in scything slashes; resulting in one rat being carved into pieces. Meanwhile, Deekin whips out his shortbow and fires at a rat, landing a solid shot into its side.
Flog attack: [dice=20] + 14, damage [dice=8] + 9 (*Hits*) Deekin attack: [dice=20] + 9 - 4, damage [dice=4] (*Hits*)
Initiative Order: Vulgrim (May make 1 attack-of-opportunity on rat at E15 prior to taking turn) Rats "Big Bertha" Flog Deekin
(*Map Updated*)[rand=85270706812924776283893095018911185552954230818865223418029663199]
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Post by Naerwen on Nov 6, 2012 1:39:15 GMT -4
Following Deekin's chaotic trail with the exception of knocking over patrons and causing chaos Naerwen moved toward Sarna. Noticing the thumping she slightly tilted her head to the side as she looked at the door and inquired about the noises from the other side.
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