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I introduced us and we are waiting on the reply from @ravenvii. I wasn't sure what to ask him. I'm hoping he is the person that the Knight wants us to find.

While we are waiting: Do the elven lands have an establishment like this ?

Replies quietly: I believe that they do,but I cannot claim any significant familiarity with them.

(Studies surroundings with an interested air in spite of myself.)
 
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Pavir slams five mugs of ale on the bar counter. You suspect they are ale in name only, but alas.

The lone man drunkenly gets up and slowly staggers out of the tavern.

Waving a mug in front of the lone man. Please sit down and join us in a mug of ale. It's our treat. Besides, those ruffians are probably still outside so it isn't safe to leave yet.
 
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Pavir slams five mugs of ale on the bar counter. You suspect they are ale in name only, but alas.

The lone man drunkenly gets up and slowly staggers out of the tavern.

Waving a mug in front of the lone man. Please sit down and join us in a mug of ale. It's our treat. Besides, those ruffians are probably still outside so it isn't safe to leave yet.

So, does the 'lone' man leave, or stay?

(And, - an aside to myself, I assume that the rest of us plan to join this convocation of dwarf clerics at a grubby table in a run down dive.)
 
I believe you mean to say, it's your treat! I'm not wasting an ale or hard earned coin on some strange man!

Think of it as a business expense. We get paid 200 GP if we locate Iarno Albrek for Salidar (the Knight). We need to find out this person's name to see if he's Iarno Albrek.

My concern is more with the quality of the ale (likely to be rather dubious) served in this establishment, rather than the business principle, which I hold to be quite sound.

Before embarking on further adventures, it pays to be as well equipped with as much information as possible.
 
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"Yes, indeed. There is plenty of work to be done for a competent cleric when running around with those fellas.*nods into the direction of the party*

But what a coincidence! And what luck in these dark times?!"

"Bartender, bring us a few, will ya - we have to celebrate!"

To Dalovraeg: "Please excuse, but may I call you Dalo? More convenient - and quite possibly needed when in serious need of a quick helping hand in times of danger and hardships..

*lowering voice*..because, what we do know is that Gundren is in mighty trouble. He got ambushed as well, likely by the same gang of goblins we found and punished later, and deported to a place called Cragmaw Castle. Unfortunately the only person around here who might know about that location is missing as well - and whose disappearence somewhat seems to be connected to the infamous Redbrands. So we are partly here in this tavern because of you, partly because we were thirsty after hard negotiations that felt like they took us months and not mere hours, partly to play cards and partly to investigate the local thugster scenery."

He did not hear you.

You hear leers and shouts outside.

Bifur CU Oval.sm4.png To Frostbeard-> Normally Dalo would not be appropriate until we become more acquainted, but I concede my full name is a labor to pronounce, so Dalo is fine.

<Smiling and speaking in a low tone, while nodding at the door> It seems like that man you wanted to speak to has gotten himself into trouble. I suggest we go help him, then come back for those ales to talk.

<Normal Tone> Barkeep, please be so kind to keep those ales in the barrel until we return!
 
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View attachment 642086 To Frostbeard-> Normally Dalo would not be appropriate until we become more acquainted, but I concede my full name is a labor to pronounce, so Dalo is fine <Smiling. Nodding at the door> It seems like that man you wanted to speak to has gotten himself into trouble. I suggest we go help him and then talk afterwards.

Thinks to myself as I study the two dwarf clerics with one arched - and raised - elven eyebrow: I had assumed that acknowledged kinship ties - given the importance dwarven society attaches to same - would over-ride any lingering desire for formality, especially from two who practice the same profession, as they are clerics, both of them.

And, above all, when one of them is clearly in an advanced state of fairly happy inebriation.
 
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Thinks to myself as I study the two dwarf clerics with one raised arched elven eyebrow: I had assumed that acknowledged kinship ties - given the importance dwarven society attaches to same - would over-ride any lingering desire for formality, especially from two who practice the same profession.

And, above all, when one of them is clearly in an advanced state of fairly happy inebriation.

Mind reading mode :) -> Looks can be deceiving, a projected misimpression, based on reducing myself as a perceived threat, since I've mostly been sneaking a bottled bubbly water to wash the taste of this foul alcoholic beverage from my mouth.

<Point of Order> If this kind of interaction is frowned upon, please advise. Although I'm known to tip a few, I'm motivated not be to an alcoholic dwarf character. ;)
 
My beer is already finished, not sure if I drank it that fast or Portia sneak attacked my mug, but I'm grabbing my stuff and head towards the door.
 
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Mind reading mode :) -> Looks can be deceiving, a projected misimpression, based on reducing myself as a perceived threat, since I've mostly been sneaking a bottled bubbly water to wash the taste of this foul alcoholic beverage from my mouth.

<Point of Order> If this kind of interaction is frowned upon, please advise. Although I'm known to tip a few, I'm motivated not be to an alcoholic dwarf character. ;)

No, this company does not foreswear the products of the grape or the grain. Some of us quite like them. And anyone who partakes of a drink in good fellowship is more than welcome to quaff one or two with us.

However, having said that, this elf does prefer stuff of a relatively decent vintage, and so, a few sips of that less than appetising ale more than sufficed for me.
 
You walk outside to see the drunken man face-down on the ground past the covered porch. The five thugs look up at you.

"The puppies finally came out!" they leered, fanning out to block any escape.

@Plutonius @Don't panic @twietee @Scepticalscribe @Huntn @Moyank24 what do you do?

Bifur CU Oval.sm4.png My intention-> Based on a favorable reception from Cousin Frostbeard regarding my suggestion we go help, my intention would be to walk preferably out a side door as to not immediately project my presence to the ruffians as a threat, or if more effective for a group effort, use the front door to render assistance as needed.

Duh, I follow the group outside.
 
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Hm.

It appears that our welcome may not be quite as warm as I had envisaged initially.

Well, let us give what aid we can to the intoxicated gentleman.

Is there any way you would like for us to arrange ourselves, Master Klaus?
 
I'm waiting to see if they are just all talk, a fistfight ensues, or they pull weapons. If they are all talk, have at em with your best insults :).

The product of my expensive education, no doubt. But, yes, I shall essay to do so.

If they are inclined to do more than strangle verbs and assassinate adjectives, I shall stay slightly off to one side, ready to issue a rebuke, or a reprimand of a different nature, although I suspect that the fighters in our party would prefer a more direct approach to such matters.
 
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