You stopped at the Fair Maiden Inn for the night. There's a tavern on the first floor and rooms on the second floor. The barkeep is a portly gnome by the name of Gander, a retired Illusionist. There's 3 serving maids, a female dwarf (Lucinda), a female half-orc (Beaut), and an elderly female goblin (Granny). The tavern is half full when you arrive. You can see that it can seat about 50 patrons. There's a fireplace on one wall (unlit) and the bar on the opposite wall. A staircase leads up to the upper floor in the back. There's a doorway behind the bar leading to the kitchen. On the wall beside the front door is a poster board with various wanted posters and other notices.
Notice 1: Wife looking for husband named Douven Staul. Last seen heading west to check out a dragon's burial place. No reward other than thanks and a fine home-cooked meal.
Notice 2: Parle Cranewing wants to hire adventures to map out an old keep nearby Winterhaven. See him for more details. Total reward: 250 gp for the group.
Notice 3: Marla of the Great Church of Pelor is looking for adventurers to root out a cult. See her for more details. Total reward: 250 gp for the group.
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"Nice place," booms Exile, sweeping some travel dust from his dark, dry skin. It takes more than a day like this, even with the exertion of travel, to make him perspire, and the fine grit leaves his face and head - bald, except for the swept-back cones of his horns - in small clouds. "I'll see to the rooms."
Keeping his tail discreetly under robes that would be too hot for most in this weather, Exile gives Gander a broad but close-lipped smile. He tends not to give people a direct view of his mouth when he speaks, and politely ignores any attention his appearance seems to garner. "Rooms for myself and my companions, sirrah. I, for one, like the look of your town and have a mind to accustom myself to it. What can you tell me about it?"
I haven't quite settled on his backstory, but Exile has long been looking for a place to call home, even if he won't be setting down permanent roots. Towns always make him cheerful and expansive.
[N]o difference is less easily overcome than the difference of opinion about semi-abstract questions. - L. Tolstoy
"Come now, Riar. It is bad form to wield a weapon inside a esteemable establishment such as this!" Fairbanks exclaims, in his slightly-louder-than-the-situation-warrants voice.
"Pardon my friend, lovely ladies. Perhaps one of you could see fit to provide us with a bounty of beverages to quench out quavering thirst?"
Once he has a drink in hand, Fairbanks makes his way to the notice board. As he comments on eash posting, he gestures broadly with his hands. This causes those near him to worry about getting splashed.
"Ah, a missing spouse. The heart breaks! We should wend towards the weeping wife so that we may happily hand her this hidden husband!"
"Or perhaps we should seek out this cunning cartographer! Adventure could await in the ancient manse!"
"A cult you say?! A cult or occult, I would want to rout and roust this rabble and vex these vile villains."
Fairbanks continues commenting on each of the three notices, finding new inspiration in each reading. He seems to favor all three equally and will continue commenting until interrupted.
We're not quite yet at the encounter map. That will come soon enough. I just put it up to be prepared. You may keep those actions & rolls for when the time comes. Ok? You are right now in the tavern.
Gander looks up from polishing a glass, Good evening! The common room is normally 5 sp, but I can give you a special price for the five of you. How about 2 gp for the group? Call it a group rate. You know, I used to be an adventurer too...
Lucinda comes up and bonks Gander on his head with a serving tray. Stop with those stories. He didn't ask for that. He wants to know about the town.
Oh, yes. This town is an average sized town, probably around 700 people, mostly humans with a smattering of other races. This here is the main tavern/inn. There's my competitor across town that caters to the lowlifes. It is called The Runt's Revenge. There's the Church of Pelor towards the center of town, but there's also some smaller shrines to the other good deities, and a general purpose shrine for all others, though the worship of evil deities are discouraged. There's also the sage Mr. Cranewing and his daughter. His wife is dead, but her ghost still haunts him, so he says. The mayor's name is Norman Havenlife, though everybody calls him (not to his face, mind you) Norman the Henpecked. Everybody knows that it is his wife that runs this town. There's farms here and there, a small farmer's market in the town square along with some general shops.
Cranewing & Marla, priestess of Pelor has a couple of notices on the notice board. There's also a farmer's wife looking for bonafide heroes to look for her husband. The only other notice is somebody looking for a cat. The reward? A pick of the litter.
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"Ah, sounds delightful. I myself am a follower of Sehanine, but her blessed light would be diminished without the presence of Pelor, all honor to his name." Exile genuflects slightly but sincerely. "Your price for the rooms is more than fair. Let's make it 3 gp, and you and your help keep us in food, drink and stories until you figure we've used that up."
The mage turns at something he hears Fairbanks say, and the smile leaves his face. "Cult? Offending this fair town? I've been through towns far less welcoming than this one, made so by the predations of untrustworthy groups. I'd just as soon not see this one change thus. Therefore, my friends, I'll be talking to the priests to see how I might serve the them in this matter, and I welcome your accompaniment."
[N]o difference is less easily overcome than the difference of opinion about semi-abstract questions. - L. Tolstoy
"Excellent idea, Riar! Perhaps Big John and Azigen could conduct conversations with the cunning cartographer whilst Exile performs parley with the potent priest of Pelor? We can divulge different and diverse dramas over dinner!"
Noting the Staul's location on the posting, Fairbanks downs the remainder of his heavily sloshed drink. He strides to the inn's doorway and exits into the street with a hearty "Ha-HA!" OOCShow
Big John sighs when he hears Fairbanks ask him to talk to the cartographer. I just bloody sat down, its hard klankin around all this armor he muses to himself. Heaving his not inconsiderable bulk up from the bench along one of the long tables, he makes quite a racket with his armor and shield and sword on his back. Speaking loudly to no one in particular he says "Wheres Cranewing?"
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Bharhas, Level 3 Human, Warlord | Sorcerer Human Power Selection Option: Bonus At-Will power Languages: Common, Elven Theme: Gladiator
CURRENT STATUS: Phase of the Sun: *At the start of your turn, each enemy adjacent to you takes fire and radiant damage equal to your Strength modifier. *You also gain resist 5 cold.
VITALS AC: 18 Fort: 18 Ref: 15 Will: 17 HP: 40/40
Surges: 6/6 Surge Value: 10
Initiative: +1 Speed: 6
CURRENT ABILITY SCORES STR 18, CON 10, DEX 11, INT 10, WIS 8, CHA 17
"Hm. It appears my friends and I are going to see more of your village before settling for the day. Fairbanks in particular seems to have his mainspring over-wound. Well, please have a meal ready for us on our return."
[N]o difference is less easily overcome than the difference of opinion about semi-abstract questions. - L. Tolstoy
Big John puts a hand up, motioning amicably for Exile to sit back down and enjoy his food. "Take yer time Exile, stay and eat. Just make sure theres a meal and a beer waitin fer me when I get back" He takes a step closer and whispers so only the tiefling can hear. "Ya never know what you might hear just sittin' 'round."
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Bharhas, Level 3 Human, Warlord | Sorcerer Human Power Selection Option: Bonus At-Will power Languages: Common, Elven Theme: Gladiator
CURRENT STATUS: Phase of the Sun: *At the start of your turn, each enemy adjacent to you takes fire and radiant damage equal to your Strength modifier. *You also gain resist 5 cold.
VITALS AC: 18 Fort: 18 Ref: 15 Will: 17 HP: 40/40
Surges: 6/6 Surge Value: 10
Initiative: +1 Speed: 6
CURRENT ABILITY SCORES STR 18, CON 10, DEX 11, INT 10, WIS 8, CHA 17
Big John puts a hand up, motioning amicably for Exile to sit back down and enjoy his food. "Take yer time Exile, stay and eat. Just make sure theres a meal and a beer waitin fer me when I get back" He takes a step closer and whispers so only the tiefling can hear. "Ya never know what you might hear just sittin' 'round."
Exile opens his mouth, then closes it, pursing his lips in a moment of thought. "And why not? Even cultists must eat too, eh? Very well." But while eating Exile tries to engage the help in conversation, hoping to obtain more details about the local goings on.
[N]o difference is less easily overcome than the difference of opinion about semi-abstract questions. - L. Tolstoy
