Post by Cordelia de Clare on Mar 16, 2015 13:56:55 GMT -5
ardent idolatry: - Obsidian Heart - The Syndicate
ardent idolatry: - " A Pirates Life for Me "
ardent idolatry: - State character information inc. Flaws
ardent idolatry: - brb while I order pizza
Georg Pryme: Georg Pryme, Emerald Shield, Combat/Swordmaster/Combat, 2d78,
dc=10, hp=49, self-heal:33(ring of purity, healing shift), flaws: Bad
Reputation, Branded, Half-Blood Outcast
lurkerinshade: [ Sapphire Shield (2d68) | Adalric Cadbury | Support - Noble
/ Combat - N/A | 44 HP (Skill: Diehard) - 22 ddc | Flaws: Curiosity,
Relentless, and Weapon Savant (Spears) ]
ardent idolatry: Cordelia de Clare | Vixen [ Ruby Shield, 2d80 - 44HP (Base
+ WLP), 22 DDC (Base + QCK) | Support-Noble/Combat-Swashbuckler | Flaws:
Vanity, Impious, Ambitious ]
ardent idolatry: Roll Initiate and add Quickness + any skills
OnlineHost: Georg Pryme rolled 1 20-sided die: 3
OnlineHost: ardent idolatry rolled 1 20-sided die: 4
Georg Pryme: (+10 lightning init, -5 medium armor = 8)
ardent idolatry: [ 4 + 12 QCK = 16 ]
OnlineHost: lurkerinshade rolled 1 20-sided die: 9
lurkerinshade: [+12 qck = 21 ]
ardent idolatry: Adalric /44 [22] -Cord /44 [22] - Georg /49 [10]
ardent idolatry: (( 27/02/2015 20:35:15 ))
ardent idolatry: The night before the current afternoon, Cordelia had sent
both Georg and Adalric a message asking them to join her in Mything, of all
places. There was no detail in the message, only that she would be at the
Mything Inn awaiting
ardent idolatry: their arrival. That did indeed to be the case because
Cordelia had made herself at home, taking centre stage and the spotlight from
the usual patrons of the inn. " You should have seen it! " She exclaimed,
holding her hands out as
ardent idolatry: she tried to convey the size of something. " It was bloody
huge, and I had to fit it into my mouth.. all at once! " There was an
appreciative nod at this, from the little crowd that had gathered around for
her story. " Course, I've
ardent idolatry: never had a salmon before, and if I hadn't stolen it..
maybe it would have turned out so much better. " She hummed softly, and
slapped her hand on her knee. " I need mead, " Came the announcement and the
young noble jumped down from
ardent idolatry: the table top, and made her way over to the bar with her
favourite tankard in hand. " Mead! " She demanded. It wasn't how she usually
acted, of course, but there was a rhyme to her reason. Today the Mistress was
dressed in a long
ardent idolatry: black ruffled dress, with red embroidery from her hip to
her breast which depicted a rising phoenix. Her hair was loose and in a side
ponytail, so that the last strands of her beautifully long and lush hair rest
against the top of
ardent idolatry: her breast, to bring the most attention to it and attention
did she find.
Georg Pryme: He'd gotten word from Cordy that his presence was requested, so
he spent some time closing up his shop and bouncing around portals to make
his way to Mything. He'd arrived in time to hear her talk of fitting
something in her mouth,
Georg Pryme: barking a laugh as he heard the reveal of what it had been. A
grin on his lips as he made his way over to the bar, hailing the tender and
asking for an ale of any variety. A wink given to Cordy as he waved while he
approached,
Georg Pryme: changing up the hug greeting to a more fitting taking of her
hand not holding her tankard as he lifted it to his lips and bowed over it to
place a kiss to her knuckles before releasing it. "Some tale there. Good to
see you." He
Georg Pryme: lifted his ale then and took a hearty swallow before setting
the vessel back atop the bar, leaning against it with his left elbow as he
watched her and the crowd while they spoke.
lurkerinshade: Adalric got his start soon as the letter had been received by
his bodyguard. Though the guard had been left behind at the Doxenian Chapter
of the Obsidian Heart, the Little Noble himself took up a steed and his arms
and armor prior
lurkerinshade: to making for Mythin. Naturally he would be the last to
arrive without the benefit of portals even with his closer proximity to their
destination. He provided none of the greeting that Georg proved willing to
give.. his manners much
lurkerinshade: more restained even than a handshake! His presence and a wave
would have to do before setting his ass down atop a stool of his own. -d
ardent idolatry: Georg and his constant public displays of affection amused
Cordelia greatly, and she lifted the hand of the kissed knuckle and patted
him gently on the cheek. " You're a silly old fool. " It was to the aloof
Adalric that her
ardent idolatry: attention turned, and her arm went around his shoulders
when he had finally seated himself. " Now tell me, little noble. " She
started with, before making a look at the room gesture with her arm, moving
it in a large arc. " What
ardent idolatry: information did you and your fool hardy partner in crime
get for me? " She had sent them on a mission after all, and she was expecting
some return on the investment she'd made in procuring the information. Little
did she know that
ardent idolatry: Adalric had paid the man twice, in the end. To Georg, she
turned her head and explained. " I sent my favourite little noble, and the
tracker out to find information we can use to get on board on of the ships I
was telling you
ardent idolatry: about the other day. "
ardent idolatry: one*
Georg Pryme: He just gave a simple nod at the way his affection was
returned, chuckling a bit as he knew it was the best he'd get from her in
public. Sitting himself down on a stool as well, he busied himself with his
drink while she inquired
Georg Pryme: about the information Adalric had sought out. "That so? You
do know . . . I've a way to make people talk without coin changing hands,
aye?" The corners of his mouth turned up a bit as he thought on it.
Torture? Not hardly. He
Georg Pryme: had entirely more fun ways to get people to speak wtihout even
wasting energy.
lurkerinshade: " Your would-be inside man has his vices. Gambling and
bedding his Captain's kin at that.. " The latter did seem like something that
should not be quite as known as it was to be passed on by Dex. A glance to
George brought his
lurkerinshade: shoulders up in a rise and fall. " No coin traded hands at
all. " It had occured to him not longer after the matter had ended that
neither he nor Quinn had pried enough to procur a specific tidbit. Well no
wonder Quinn seemed to
lurkerinshade: have chosen to leave even this to him! -d
ardent idolatry: " That's it? " She enquired with a brow arched; " I paid
good coin for that information, and that's all he gave you? Not a name, or
where we can find him? " Adalric proclaiming that no gold had exchanged
hands, rather than make her
ardent idolatry: angry, made her laugh. " You were taken for a fool, little
noble. What did you promise him? " There was a chuckle, before she turned her
attention onto Georg. " Oh, don't worry, dear. I'll make sure of your skills
yet, but I have a
ardent idolatry: relationship with that particular source of information,
and I like him in one piece. " She had a little network of thieves,
cutthroats, and black market traders. A pat was given to her little nobles
shoulder, before she said: " So
ardent idolatry: which of these strikes you as a ship hand? " The inn was
full of different manner of folk at different levels of drunkenness. In the
corner was a game of Rat, Bug and Spider going on, then in the other a game
of cards; someone had
ardent idolatry: started a drinking competition and someone had taken her
place telling stories.
Georg Pryme: He didn't really perk up at hearing her put his skills to use,
not visibly anyway. Having not much in knowing what to expect, he'd arrived
decked out in the best suit of armor he owned. A bit on the gaudy side, but
ensorcelled
lurkerinshade: " Nothing quite as valuable as I made it seem. " He grinned
despite Vixen's words.. what did it matter really? A little information
gathering would suffice to pick out the deckhand. The inquiry from Vixen set
Adalric's gaze to a
Georg Pryme: aurum had its equal share of benefits and drawbacks. He'd
stand out like a sore thumb, but he took the painstaking measure as he'd
designed it to make it as intimidating as it could be. Designed to look as
if it had come from the
Georg Pryme: scales and hide of a gold dragon, he settled on his stool as he
listened to the information changing hands, deciding it wouldn't hurt to
learn a think or two on how to select worthy ship hands.
Georg Pryme: thing*
lurkerinshade: non-chanlant sweep of the common room around them. While the
games going on were easy enough to take note of though the card game in
particular was taken note of.. whether he paid any mind to what was been
ante'd up was the real
lurkerinshade: question. [ Insight Check? ]
ardent idolatry: [ Go for it ]
OnlineHost: lurkerinshade rolled 1 20-sided die: 17
lurkerinshade: [ 17. ]
OnlineHost: Georg Pryme rolled 1 20-sided die: 13
Georg Pryme: (13)
ardent idolatry: The problem with gamblers is that they were all the same,
but Adalric would see subtle things about a few of the men at the card table
that said they were sailors, if not pirates. The tattoos upon their arms,
for instance, or an
ardent idolatry: earring. Georg would see the tattoos, of course and could
make his own estimations from that. Cord, on the other hand, already knew
who was who, because she'd spent the entire night in the Inn. Still, this was
an exercise for her
ardent idolatry: merry men, not her!
Georg Pryme: He took some time sizing up some of the rougher seeming sort,
knowing enough about ships that when it came time to combat, especially on
your own ship that you wanted folk who seemed competent in handling
themselves. Whether or not
Georg Pryme: they had any practical knowledge in fighting meant little to
him. He could train any that needed it if it came to that. He watched how
they carried themselves, if they wore weaponry, listened to their speech
patterns, doing what
Georg Pryme: he could to try and pick out a likely bunch that would be
suitable for the task. He settled on a slightly muscular fella with a mix of
tattoos on his arms, and a wench he could only describe as feisty, pointing
them out to Cordy as
Georg Pryme: he spoke to her. "Not really knowing what I'm looking for, I'd
pick those two. Seem capable of handling themselves in a fight, based on
their posture. Whether or not they have any talent in what a ship's crew
needs is beyond me."
lurkerinshade: Adalric took this oppurtunity to pry out a notebook from his
pack and began to jot down things that had been noted. Course looking the way
he did it wasn't much of an alarming thing.. course for all anyone knew he
could have been
lurkerinshade: writing down stats for card-counting! The notebook was closed
about the time he slipped away in order to get a closer look.. least after
he'd ordered a mead to bring along with him. He could listen and shape
inquiries with innocence
OnlineHost: edict unwritten has entered the room.
lurkerinshade: well enough. Especially when he had the coin on hand to
insert himself in the game if he so desired! A little chatting could go along
way.. though he did write in that book now and then with a shorthand of
common to keep anyone glan
lurkerinshade: cing over from being too clued in. [ gather info? ]
ardent idolatry: [ Go for it! ]
OnlineHost: lurkerinshade rolled 1 20-sided die: 1
lurkerinshade: [ d'oh. ]
lurkerinshade: [ not even worth adding the bonuses!]
edict unwritten: [Topaz Mashall Quinn O'Hara | 2d48 / Diehard: 29 HP |
Flaws: N/A]
ardent idolatry: The men, and women, at the card table looked upon the
note-jotting fellow with some manner of distrust. "Whatcha lookin' at? Fancy
me? " One of the men said, before narrowing an eye.
ardent idolatry: [ Added onto the end ]
ardent idolatry: (( 27/02/2015 21:23:32 ))
edict unwritten: [ DDC : 16 ]
ardent idolatry: Georg on the other hand hand Cordelia's attention while he
was speaking, and she nodded slowly. " Well, pirates need to get into fights,
eh? " She liked to think so at least, Pirate's who didn't fight were boring!
lurkerinshade: " You do have a pretty mouth. " Came Adalric's remark as he
added the symbol for an ace at the end of his last shorthand notation. Oh,
Adalric was not stupid.. he absolutely knew that such a remark was likely to
end badly for him.
edict unwritten: Hvaing recieved word where the rest of them would be, it
took Quinn a little longer to meet up with the rest of them since he hadn't
been with them when they left. He had a general idea of what was about to go
down but lets face it
lurkerinshade: Still he grinned despite it. " How about another round of
drinks and I ante up for this game? " Well why the hell not.
lurkerinshade: [ Somehow.. Dip? lmao. ]
ardent idolatry: [ Go for it. ]
edict unwritten: the Vixen had a way of making everything interesting no
matter what the dealing. When he entered he immediately began to look around
for his comrades and anything out of the ordinary or simply what might have
jumped out at him.
OnlineHost: lurkerinshade rolled 1 20-sided die: 15
Georg Pryme: "That's my thinking on the matter. The lot of us can hold our
own, without a doubt, but it shouldn't allow those you bring in the option of
being lazy in that regard. I know I'll be needing a bit of training in what
will be
edict unwritten: [Quick Reconniter check? (spot and listen)]
lurkerinshade: [ +5 Noble Bearing (bonus), +5 Alluring Tongue, +2 Charisma =
27 ]
ardent idolatry: [ If you want to do a check, just go for it. Just make sure
it doesn't detract from the play. ]
Georg Pryme: expected of me to pull my weight while on board, but in the
meanwhile, I can make sure those we bring on receive more than enough
training in living up to that end of piracy. Whether we fight on their deck
or ours, I can assure you
Georg Pryme: that we'll find plenty of fights in our future."
OnlineHost: edict unwritten rolled 1 20-sided die: 12
ardent idolatry: " Ah, you do know how to sweet talk a lady, Georg. " She
grinned and actually leant over to plant a peck of a kiss against his cheek.
Cord had been watching Adalric too, of course, to make sure he didn't get
them shot or worse,
ardent idolatry: disfigured. " I think he has the right idea, you know. Do
you know how to play cards, darlin'? " She arched a brow at Georg with the
question. It was Quinn who took her attention away from him, and she said: "
Better late than
ardent idolatry: never! Get this man some mead!" She slapped her hand down
on the counter top.
edict unwritten: [ 12 + 5 alert (listen) +5 alert (spot) +4 Perception = 26
][ Quick Reconniter : allows a bloodhound to make one check for both spot and
listen allowing them to use all bonuses + perception ]
ardent idolatry: Diplo Check - Of course, the fellow Adalric was talking to
calmed a little with the wise crack and he let out a belly laugh, " You can
join the next hand, take a seat. "
Georg Pryme: He just grinned a bit as she placed that kiss to his cheek,
shrugging as if to say: I do what I can. "I'm a quick study. Put a drink in
my hand . . ." He'd finish his current one, waving the tender over for
another, though a mead
ardent idolatry: Spot/Listen - There were whispers from some of the patrons,
about Cord and her gang of merry men. Coin was changing hands, as if they
were betting on something.
Georg Pryme: this time. " . . . and I can fit in mostly any place." And of
course, how could one deliver a line like that and not wink at the pretty
woman they were sitting next to. He kept his real worries to himself, time
to deal with them
lurkerinshade: A fitting grin was put forth for good measure to his improntu
buddy now that things had calmed just a tad. He did make good on his offer of
another round of drinks for those at the card game. He made a point of only
showing slightly
Georg Pryme: enough when the time came. He kept a sharp eye open on the
occupants of the table Adalric had moved to, ready to intervene if anyone
felt like getting too rowdy. "What were you thinking of trying out?"
lurkerinshade: more coin than would be needed for the drinks and maybe a
meal. Couldn't wind up being abducted and ransomed off now could he? All the
same he did keep up the inquiries.. though now he was disguising them as
friendly gossip-slinging
edict unwritten: Quinn made his way over the bar, there was a small smile on
his features when he accepted the glass of meade and looked to the Vixen
leaning in just abit. He gesture to the woman what he saw keeping it subtle.
"Looks like Adarlic is
lurkerinshade: and such.. carefully guiding conversation to recent
exploits.. he even started them off! Course it was done in such a way as to
goad one of them into speaking it louder than he had in the process. [ Gather
Info .. again! ]
OnlineHost: lurkerinshade rolled 1 20-sided die: 1
lurkerinshade: [ what the ever loving .. ]
edict unwritten: having a good time." He kept an eye out on those playing
cards with him, making sure no one was cheating.
lurkerinshade: [ bah. [ +2 Charisma, +5 Notebook of Inquiry, +5 Nobe Bearing
(bonus) = 13 [
ardent idolatry: Sailors, pirates especially, were not the most trusting of
folk - so maybe that was why Adalric was having such a hard time talking to
them. " Let's warm the pot! 500g to open a hand. " The fellow who was
obviously the dealer,
ardent idolatry: because cards, said and he waited for them all to put up
their gold.
ardent idolatry: Cordelia looked between Georg and Quinn, " I don't know
what game it is.. " She knew as much as Georg did, but she wanted to play, so
she moved over to the table and said: " I'm in! " And threw down a pouch full
of coins.
ardent idolatry: [ 500gps from Cordelia ]
Georg Pryme: Georg waited for his mead and then lifted to join her over at
the table, tossing his own pouch of gold down in front of the seat he chose
to claim for himself. "Aye, deal me in." Pulling out his seat, he adjusted
the scabbard at
Georg Pryme: his left hip to sit down, setting his tankard down before
himself on the table, next to his gold(500 gold from Georg).
edict unwritten: He shook his head, figuring that he would at least joinso
he could keep an eye out for cheaters, easier to spot when you sat at the
table. "I'm in." He set a pouch of enough gold on the table. (500g from
Quinn)
lurkerinshade: " Well would you look at that.. drew in a pretty one, you
did. " Adalric said, to the dealer alas he'd placed himself a tad too deep
already not to throw down a token of his own. [ 500 gp from Adalric. also..
Midas Touch cause
lurkerinshade: I forgot to state earlier >_<! ]
ardent idolatry: [ Noted ]
ardent idolatry: Card Game Rules -
ardent idolatry: On your turn, roll 1d3
ardent idolatry: You can request 1 card per turn, three times
ardent idolatry: Each time a round comes up, you place a new bet from 50gps
to 1000gps
ardent idolatry: Winning Hands (in highest to lowest):
ardent idolatry: Five of a kind (5 of the same number)
ardent idolatry: Four of a kind
ardent idolatry: Full House (3 of one number, 2 of another)
ardent idolatry: Straight (1,2,3,4,5,6)
ardent idolatry: Three of a Kind
ardent idolatry: Two Pairs
ardent idolatry: One Pair
ardent idolatry: [ If you have any questions, please IM. ]
ardent idolatry: Adalric /44 [22] - Player 1 - Cord /44 [22] - Georg /49
[10] - Wench 1 - Quinn /29 [16] - Player 2
lurkerinshade: Leaning back in his seat now that he'd got himself into the
game.. well.. he tried his hand at earning both a little pirate-oriented
trust.. Chatting, booze, and gold aplenty! Not that he bothered too heavily
in actually getting any
lurkerinshade: info this time around. After all.. there was coin at stake!-d
lurkerinshade: But onto the game at hand..
ardent idolatry: Adalric roll 1d3
OnlineHost: lurkerinshade rolled 1 3-sided die: 2
ardent idolatry: [ Actually, that should be 3d6. My bad. ]
Georg Pryme: Georg took his time getting situated in his seat, drinking his
mead and studying the participants. He'd approached the table in a
good-natured state, so he kept up that image, doing what he could to make
himself hard to read.
OnlineHost: lurkerinshade rolled 3 6-sided dice: 3 2 2
ardent idolatry: Player 1
ardent idolatry: The pirate Adalric had been speaking to was next in turn,
and as the dealer dealt out his cards, he lifted the corners carefully to see
what he had.
OnlineHost: ardent idolatry rolled 3 6-sided dice: 1 4 2
ardent idolatry: Cord
ardent idolatry: Cordelia loved gambling, especially cards! The last time
she'd been in a game, she'd won a castle - as they all knew. Her cards were
already in hand, and she grinned lightly. " I love my life. "
OnlineHost: ardent idolatry rolled 3 6-sided dice: 2 1 2
ardent idolatry: Georg -
Georg Pryme: He eyed up the cards dealt his way as the dealer sent them
skidding across the table, holding them close so no one could peek and
studying them perhaps a bit longer than necessary.
OnlineHost: Georg Pryme rolled 3 6-sided dice: 1 2 2
ardent idolatry: Wench 1
ardent idolatry: The only other woman at the table eyed them all
suspiciously, and pulled her cards right up to her face to make sure that no
one else could see them.
OnlineHost: ardent idolatry rolled 3 6-sided dice: 2 4 3
ardent idolatry: Quinn
edict unwritten: Quinn reached out acceptingthe cards that were sent to him.
He flipped them over and looked at what he got, but while he playing out his
move in his ead he was also looking around the table checking for anyone
cheatin. [Spot check
edict unwritten: too]
OnlineHost: edict unwritten rolled 3 6-sided dice: 4 6 4
OnlineHost: edict unwritten rolled 1 20-sided die: 15
edict unwritten: [29 total on spot]
ardent idolatry: Quinn wouldn't see anything amiss at the moment, there was
no point in cheating in the first round!
ardent idolatry: Player 2
ardent idolatry: Like his counterparts, he figured it would be an easy pot
of gold to take back to the Captain. His cards were in hand, and he tapped
his foot in anticipation.
OnlineHost: ardent idolatry rolled 3 6-sided dice: 2 1 4
ardent idolatry: Cordelia touched her Obsidian Heart Insignia, as if it was
a good luck charm, and she said, so only they could hear. " Bet big, even if
you win, lose! If they think we're easy marks, we'll get more from them. "
ardent idolatry: Adalric /44 [22] - Player 1 - Cord /44 [22] - Georg /49
[10] - Wench 1 - Quinn /29 [16] - Player 2
ardent idolatry: Adalric - Make a bet from 50gps to 1000gps, and roll 1d6.
lurkerinshade: Another 100 gp was tossed onto the growing pile of coin. Well
why grow the pot too quickly? -d
OnlineHost: lurkerinshade rolled 1 6-sided die: 6
ardent idolatry: Player 1
ardent idolatry: The pirate threw in a matching 100gps to the pot, and the
dealer dealt another card.
OnlineHost: ardent idolatry rolled 1 6-sided die: 3
ardent idolatry: Cord
ardent idolatry: Cord, unlike Adalric, was a lot more generous to the pot. "
Another 500gps! " She tossed down another pouch, and then the dealer gave her
a card.
OnlineHost: ardent idolatry rolled 1 6-sided die: 3
ardent idolatry: Georg
Georg Pryme: Georg took his time studying his current cards and drinking his
mead. He laid the cards face down on the table and tapped them three times
before nodding to himself, matching his initial stake. "Five Hundred." He
plopped the
Georg Pryme: coins down on the table and awaited his next card.
OnlineHost: Georg Pryme rolled 1 6-sided die: 4
ardent idolatry: Wench 1
ardent idolatry: The wench wasn't as rich blooded as the rest but so far,
she had a good hand. Taking the risk, she put down another 100gps and awaited
her card.
OnlineHost: ardent idolatry rolled 1 6-sided die: 3
ardent idolatry: Quinn
edict unwritten: He wasn't as rich as his other counterparts and threw in
100g before accepting his other card. He of course was still looking around
the table keeping an eye out on those that were'nt his comrades because lets
face it, he didn't
edict unwritten: care if they cheated.
OnlineHost: edict unwritten rolled 1 6-sided die: 1
OnlineHost: edict unwritten rolled 1 20-sided die: 2
edict unwritten: [16 on spot]
ardent idolatry: Quinn would pick up on Wench 1's tell; the curling of her
hair around her finger, now that her hand had gone bad.
ardent idolatry: Player 2
ardent idolatry: He tossed in 100gps, and waited for his card.
OnlineHost: ardent idolatry rolled 1 6-sided die: 3
ardent idolatry: [2/3] Adalric /44 [22] - Player 1 - Cord /44 [22] - Georg
/49 [10] - Wench 1 - Quinn /29 [16] - Player 2
ardent idolatry: Adalric - Make a bet and roll / or withdraw!
lurkerinshade: Hardly ready to cut and run Adalric up'd his ante towards 700
gp and awaited to see how it'd play out.
OnlineHost: lurkerinshade rolled 1 6-sided die: 4
ardent idolatry: Player 1
lurkerinshade: Adalric made a point of trying to surpress a grin once he
checked the latest card. -d
ardent idolatry: He paused for a moment, to consider his bet, and watched as
the young-lad with the quick mouth made such a high bet. He watched him
through narrow eyes, and said; " Bettin' big, either brave or stupid! " He
matched the 700gps.
OnlineHost: ardent idolatry rolled 1 6-sided die: 3
ardent idolatry: Cord
ardent idolatry: She too added 700gps to the pot, because why not and
anything Adalric could do, she could do better!
OnlineHost: ardent idolatry rolled 1 6-sided die: 4
ardent idolatry: Georg
Georg Pryme: Well, Georg was the Enforcer. And an enforcer needed a strong
arm and a heavy hand. He played his part, upping his wager to 750 gold,
setting three pouches on the table to fill his wager.
OnlineHost: Georg Pryme rolled 1 6-sided die: 6
ardent idolatry: Wench 1
ardent idolatry: She was twirling her hair around on her finger by that
point, but she only put another 200gps in the pot. She was only a wench,
dammit!
OnlineHost: ardent idolatry rolled 1 6-sided die: 4
ardent idolatry: Quinn
edict unwritten: It really all played in on this next card for him. He
looked over his hand and then looked over to Wench. His eyes narrowed just a
bit as he watched her twirl her hair. He put in 300g this round and accepted
his next card.
edict unwritten: He had a feeling she might be a distraction so of course
his gaze was still searching the whole table.
OnlineHost: edict unwritten rolled 1 6-sided die: 2
OnlineHost: edict unwritten rolled 1 20-sided die: 3
edict unwritten: [17 -.-]
ardent idolatry: Player 2
ardent idolatry: He matched the big rollers with a 700gps play, and when he
got his card he added it to his hand.
OnlineHost: ardent idolatry rolled 1 6-sided die: 6
ardent idolatry: [3/3] Adalric /44 [22] - Player 1 - Cord /44 [22] - Georg
/49 [10] - Wench 1 - Quinn /29 [16] - Player 2
ardent idolatry: New Instructions!
ardent idolatry: You can bet or fold, if you bet with a BAD HAND, you must
roll a bluff to which ANY of the people on the board can roll a PERC check.
If you bet with a bad hand you must call the highest wager on the table,
which is currently: 750gp
ardent idolatry: Adalric -
ardent idolatry: Dealer: " The pot currently stands at 7650gps. "
lurkerinshade: Tossing another 750 in coins into the pile, Adalric checked
his cards and tried his hand at a poker face. Well more a sly grin.
lurkerinshade: [ le' bluff ]
OnlineHost: lurkerinshade rolled 1 20-sided die: 7
lurkerinshade: [ lawl. +2 Charisma = 9 ]
ardent idolatry: [ Adalric's bluff stands at 9 and can be rolled against on
turn. ]
ardent idolatry: Player 1
ardent idolatry: [ Oh wait, you need your card! ]
OnlineHost: lurkerinshade rolled 1 6-sided die: 3
ardent idolatry: He really had an awful hand, but he didn't want to quit, he
loved the game so much. His nose twitched, his tell, before he looked at the
rich fella, and tried to see if he had a chance of winning.
OnlineHost: ardent idolatry rolled 1 20-sided die: 19
ardent idolatry: [ 19 - pass ]
ardent idolatry: Player 1 grinned lightly, and winked at Adalric before
nudging his friend. " The captain's gonna love this pot! "
ardent idolatry: He placed his bet of 1000gps.
OnlineHost: ardent idolatry rolled 1 6-sided die: 4
ardent idolatry: Cord
ardent idolatry: Cord just put down 1000gps, to up the anty a little and to
show that she wasn't going to play it safe.
OnlineHost: ardent idolatry rolled 1 20-sided die: 12
ardent idolatry: [ +5 CHA = 17 ]
OnlineHost: ardent idolatry rolled 1 6-sided die: 1
ardent idolatry: Georg
Georg Pryme: Georg made a show of studying his hand, then his drink, which
he waved a serving wench over for a new tankard. Was he a betting man?
Certainly. He still wore the same grin he'd worn since he sat down, playing
off the look of
Georg Pryme: having fun as he matched the current high wager of 1,000 gold.
OnlineHost: Georg Pryme rolled 1 20-sided die: 2
Georg Pryme: (Lucky duck, 1/3 rerolls)
OnlineHost: Georg Pryme rolled 1 20-sided die: 20
Georg Pryme: (+4 Charisma = 24)
ardent idolatry: Auto-pass: no one can tell Georg is bluffing.
ardent idolatry: Wench 1
OnlineHost: Georg Pryme rolled 1 6-sided die: 5
ardent idolatry: Wench 1, for real!
ardent idolatry: She had an amazing hand, so she matched the 1000gps of the
others - it was all she had. She didn't need to hide her excitement.
OnlineHost: ardent idolatry rolled 1 6-sided die: 6
ardent idolatry: Quinn
edict unwritten: His hand was horrible at most he could get two pair. He
kept a straight face and accepted the next card while putting in a thousand
so at least to match.
OnlineHost: edict unwritten rolled 1 6-sided die: 4
ardent idolatry: Player 2
ardent idolatry: His whole hand depended on one single card, and so he cast
his lot, putting in his last remaining 500gps.
OnlineHost: ardent idolatry rolled 1 6-sided die: 3
ardent idolatry: The dealer looked around each of them, and then asked one
final time: "Final bets! "
ardent idolatry: Cordelia sighed and threw her cards into the middle. " I
fold! Shit! "
ardent idolatry: Player 2 folded too.
Georg Pryme: Georg took his time studying his cards. In truth, he had a
great mind for numbers, but he made a show of the debate he was making of it.
His fresh drink arrived and he took a hefty gulp, scrunching his brows as he
tapped his stack
Georg Pryme: of cards while he thought on what he ought to do.
ardent idolatry: Quinn / Adalric?
lurkerinshade: He shrugged, tossing a final set of 500 gp in despite the
odds of losing being high. -d
edict unwritten: He looked to his three of a kind and looked around the
room. He shook his head and folded but waschecking onthe others to see if
they were still cheating.
OnlineHost: edict unwritten rolled 1 20-sided die: 2
edict unwritten: [16]
Georg Pryme: He hated losing, but he remembered Cordy's words at the
beginning. He eyed the folks still in the wager, scratching his beard near
his brand on the left side of his face. He put another 750 into the pot,
rounding out his total
ardent idolatry: No one had been cheating to begin with!
Georg Pryme: bets if nothing else.
ardent idolatry: " Oy, fella! " He said to Quinn, " Bet or fold. "
ardent idolatry: Player 1 and Wench 1 put 100gps in each.
edict unwritten: Seeing as everyone was in he changed his ming, "
edict unwritten: mind "I'm in." and tosed in 500g. (sorry have kiddo on lap
hard to type)
ardent idolatry: Dealer: " Final bets are in, the pot is closed at 14,
350gps. " By this time, there was quite the large crowd around the table,
watching to see who would win such a big pot! " Show your cards! "
ardent idolatry: Player 1 put down his hand, which was 2 pairs (3, 3, 4, 4)
ardent idolatry: Wench 1 put down her hand, which was 2 pairs (3, 3, 4, 4)
Georg Pryme: Georg set his hand down face-up, revealing an impressive
attempt that fell just short of a straight with a single pair of 2's in the
mix(1, 2, 2, 4, 6, 5).
edict unwritten: Quinn put his cards down which were 3 pair. (1, 2, 4, 4, 4,
6)
edict unwritten: three of a kind*
lurkerinshade: Adalric flipped his cards over to display his own three of a
kind. (3,2,3,6,4,3)
ardent idolatry: Dealer: " Pot is split! " He motioned between Adalric and
Quinn, "7150gps to each winner!"
ardent idolatry: Cordelia was not happy, but she didn't have time to say
anything before the entire table was flipping over and Pirate 1 was roaring.
" YOU CHEATED! " His cutlass was already off his hip and pointed at Adalric's
chest!
ardent idolatry: Pirate 1 /?? [??] - Adalric /44 [22] - Cord /44 [22] -
Georg /49 [10] - Quinn /29 [16] - Pirate 2 /?? [??]
Georg Pryme: Georg made a show of picking up his tankard of mead before it
went flying with the flipped table, scooting his chair back and looking
non-plussed by the outcome he'd been anticipating. Sadly, some of the drink
had been spilt and he
Georg Pryme: just shook his head. "You'll regret that, be sure of it."
ardent idolatry: Pirate 1 tried to gutt Adalric, with the surprise attack! [
3d, instead of 2d. ]
OnlineHost: ardent idolatry rolled 1 20-sided die: 9
ardent idolatry: [ +10 QCK - Miss ]
ardent idolatry: Adalric -
ardent idolatry: " I want one of them alive! " She hissed, annoyed that her
mead had been split. Georg was right that they were going to regret it,
because she rose and cast a glance at the other patrons. " If you want to
die, stick around,
ardent idolatry: neighbours. "
lurkerinshade: " And here I thought we were getting along. " Adalric still
made a point of bringing out his spear as his assailant. Really if this was
how the man was going to react he'd make an example of him! Thus it was with
a gloved hand that
lurkerinshade: he quickly smeared the spear-blade with something gray and
mushy! And what did that mean? Well who knew but he went to smack the son of
a whore with it anyway. [ Combat Manuever: Assassin's Edge (Hold) | Player 1
| 18 dc vs Target's
lurkerinshade: Endurance. ]
OnlineHost: ardent idolatry rolled 1 20-sided die: 13
ardent idolatry: [ +3 END = 16 - Fail ]
lurkerinshade: [ @ sapphire - 2 rounds ]
ardent idolatry: Held for 2 rounds.
ardent idolatry: Cord
ardent idolatry: Pistols were loud, and dangerous so instead of bringing out
her babies, she slid one of her daggers from down the sleeve of her dress.
She had said she wanted one of them alive, but the other? Well, he'd stood by
while her mead went
ardent idolatry: flying, so with a [Skill: Flick of a Wrist], she sent the
dagger flying towards his forehead. [ Target DC lowered to 10. ]
OnlineHost: ardent idolatry rolled 1 20-sided die: 20
ardent idolatry: Critical!
OnlineHost: ardent idolatry rolled 2 80-sided dice: 80 13
ardent idolatry: [ Oh: Dextrous Fighter!
OnlineHost: ardent idolatry rolled 1 4-sided die: 2
ardent idolatry: [ 14 x2 = 28 + 12 QCK + 2 = 42 ]
ardent idolatry: The pirate just crumbled to the ground, with her dagger
stuck out of his forehead. If her warning hadn't been enough, that was
enough for the ordinary folk to scatter screaming. Cord grunted softly, and
pointed at the held
ardent idolatry: pirate. " Georg, grab that guy and head back to base.
Quinn, make sure that the wench knows how to keep her mouth shut. You. " She
pointed at Adalric, " Clean up this damn mess. "
Georg Pryme: Georg had been about to knock back the rest of his mead, but
saw that Cordy's own tankard went flying. He handed it off to her as he
touched his wrist and activated the unseen tattoo that was hidden under his
armor(tattooed rope),
Georg Pryme: a coil coming to his hand which he used to bind the held
pirate, tying his wrists together and then just winding the remainder of the
coil around his arms. He made sure it was nice and tight, though not enough
to hinder circulation
Georg Pryme: and relieved him of any visible weaponry before lifting the
bound fool over his shoulders and prepared to head out, sending a gaze around
to any who thought to hinder him in his process. Did anyone really want to
mess with the man
Georg Pryme: bearing the mark of a murderer?
ardent idolatry: Pirate 1 /??* [??] - Adalric /44 [22] - Cord /44 [22] -
Georg /49 [10] - Quinn /29 [16] - Pirate 2 42/42 [20]
ardent idolatry: Combat over.
edict unwritten: Everything happened in one single blur. Quinn was ready to
take his chair/stool and bash a head or two, but by the time Cord made her
demands it was already over. He let out a sigh and shook his head, his gaze
shifting to the Wench.
edict unwritten: Upon making his way over to her he grabbed her by the
forearm and pulled her off to the side giving the woman a few choices, she
could earn her money back that she lost in the game and keep her mouth shut,
lurkerinshade: " Fine. But I'm having someone else scrub the floor. " Which
meant he set to the issue of the dead pirate. The task required removing
anything useful from the body of course.. least weapons and armor. He didn't
want to be carrying
edict unwritten: or if she was kind enough perhaps if she wanted to make
more coin he could throw in the idea of her working as a whore for Cord. Of
course the actual decision was up to Cord. Either way the choice came down to
either keeping her
edict unwritten: mouth shut or having her tongue permanently removed.
lurkerinshade: a naked man anywhere to dissolve. But dissolve the dead
corsair would! -d
ardent idolatry: " Take anything of worth. " She nodded to Adalric, before
she said: " Get the wench to clean the god damn floor. " This was a mess, but
deep inside, well okay, not so deep inside - Cord was having the time of her
life.
ardent idolatry: Each pirate had a Cutlass [1d6] and a Blowgun [1d3].
ardent idolatry: There was a bag of gems scattered along the ground.
Georg Pryme: He looked to Cord then as he made his way out the door to head
back to their base, a wink and a grin given to her. "Keep that up, and I'll
be calling you Deathblow soon. Stealing my glory." He barked a laugh at
that and shook his
Georg Pryme: head before heading on out to begin the trek.
edict unwritten: He passed on the message to the Wench assuming she'd makr
the right choice. If noone was going to grab the cutlass' he could make good
uses out of them. "Think the Wench is worthy enough to work for you Vixen?"
ardent idolatry: A smirk creased the corners of her lips as Georg left with
her new-pirate friend, and while Adalric and Quinn were doing their
respective things - she sat herself down on a chair, with a new tankard of
mead. " Well, shit. We're
ardent idolatry: going to have to move on that ship sooner than I thought. "
Quinn's question brought her attention back to him, and the wench and she
gave her the once over. " She's got a look, I suppose. What do you think
boys? Pretty
ardent idolatry: enough? "
OnlineHost: ardent idolatry rolled 4 100-sided dice: 40 78 9 33
OnlineHost: ardent idolatry rolled 4 100-sided dice: 84 47 13 47
Georg Pryme: (Oh, stating for the log, the Lucky Duck 1/3 re-rolls is
because I have Lucky Bastard also).
lurkerinshade: " ...Give her a trial run, I guess. She can have an acid bath
if she doesn't make the cut. " Couldn't have a loose thing around, right? -d
lurkerinshade: tongue*
ardent idolatry: " Quinn.. " She really needed to come up with a name for
him, so that she wasn't always shouting his name around. " Get her back to
the Blade. We should all travel back separately. "
Georg Pryme: Georg did his best to look as inconspicuous as one could with a
bound captive over one's shoulder. He took to the side streets and back
alleys more to avoid the guard patrols than anything else. It made for a bit
of a longer trip,
Georg Pryme: but he didn't mind. Exercise was exercise, after all. A
jumble of thoughts running through his head, mostly ways to scare the piss
out of anyone who thought they'd play the hero should he be spotted. It's
not like he was king
Georg Pryme: sneaky, after all.
edict unwritten: He nodded grabbing her by the arm. "Be thankful and thank
your new Madame for sparing you." He waited till she did and then dragged her
out taking her to the Blade as told.
ardent idolatry: That left just Cordelia and Adalric, which was fine,
because she had a question to ask! " How well versed are you with poisons
that cause pain, but don't kill? " If they couldn't buy off the pirate, then
maybe they would have to
ardent idolatry: loosen his tongue in other ways!
lurkerinshade: " Hmmm.. there are a few that can be used sparingly.
Especially when paired with Dreamwalker. Its the mundane way of 'implanting'
memories. Takes a little work and a very talented manipulator.. " You know..
if worse comes to worse..
Georg Pryme: He had to sit tight a moment, plenty of hustle and bustle out
on the streets near the section he was currently in. He dumped the lout
unceremoniously from the perch he'd been placed upon, unwinding the bindings
a bit so he could
lurkerinshade: we could just blow Truth Dust in his face.. " -d
ardent idolatry: (( 27/02/2015 23:36:49 ))
Georg Pryme: rig up a gag so the fool wouldn't draw any undue attention
Georg's way. He took the time to shift also, staring right into the pirate's
eyes as he turned into a being of rock, jagged marble edges sticking and
jutting out where once
Georg Pryme: the musculature of Georg's human appearance was. His armor and
scabbard remained, but anything to help him get through this with fewer
distractions would be better. Gag in place, he hauled the fella back up onto
his shoulder and
Georg Pryme: made a mad dash for the base.
Georg Pryme: (afk a bit)
ardent idolatry: " We'll deal with it, when it comes to it. " She had enough
to work with there; finishing off her mead, she wiped her mouth with the
sleeve of her jacket before she stood again. " We'll talk. " Stepping over
any mess, Cord made her
ardent idolatry: way home through the handy-dandy free network of portals.
Well, it'd only take one, but still.
ardent idolatry: [ end! ]
ardent idolatry: - " A Pirates Life for Me "
ardent idolatry: - State character information inc. Flaws
ardent idolatry: - brb while I order pizza
Georg Pryme: Georg Pryme, Emerald Shield, Combat/Swordmaster/Combat, 2d78,
dc=10, hp=49, self-heal:33(ring of purity, healing shift), flaws: Bad
Reputation, Branded, Half-Blood Outcast
lurkerinshade: [ Sapphire Shield (2d68) | Adalric Cadbury | Support - Noble
/ Combat - N/A | 44 HP (Skill: Diehard) - 22 ddc | Flaws: Curiosity,
Relentless, and Weapon Savant (Spears) ]
ardent idolatry: Cordelia de Clare | Vixen [ Ruby Shield, 2d80 - 44HP (Base
+ WLP), 22 DDC (Base + QCK) | Support-Noble/Combat-Swashbuckler | Flaws:
Vanity, Impious, Ambitious ]
ardent idolatry: Roll Initiate and add Quickness + any skills
OnlineHost: Georg Pryme rolled 1 20-sided die: 3
OnlineHost: ardent idolatry rolled 1 20-sided die: 4
Georg Pryme: (+10 lightning init, -5 medium armor = 8)
ardent idolatry: [ 4 + 12 QCK = 16 ]
OnlineHost: lurkerinshade rolled 1 20-sided die: 9
lurkerinshade: [+12 qck = 21 ]
ardent idolatry: Adalric /44 [22] -Cord /44 [22] - Georg /49 [10]
ardent idolatry: (( 27/02/2015 20:35:15 ))
ardent idolatry: The night before the current afternoon, Cordelia had sent
both Georg and Adalric a message asking them to join her in Mything, of all
places. There was no detail in the message, only that she would be at the
Mything Inn awaiting
ardent idolatry: their arrival. That did indeed to be the case because
Cordelia had made herself at home, taking centre stage and the spotlight from
the usual patrons of the inn. " You should have seen it! " She exclaimed,
holding her hands out as
ardent idolatry: she tried to convey the size of something. " It was bloody
huge, and I had to fit it into my mouth.. all at once! " There was an
appreciative nod at this, from the little crowd that had gathered around for
her story. " Course, I've
ardent idolatry: never had a salmon before, and if I hadn't stolen it..
maybe it would have turned out so much better. " She hummed softly, and
slapped her hand on her knee. " I need mead, " Came the announcement and the
young noble jumped down from
ardent idolatry: the table top, and made her way over to the bar with her
favourite tankard in hand. " Mead! " She demanded. It wasn't how she usually
acted, of course, but there was a rhyme to her reason. Today the Mistress was
dressed in a long
ardent idolatry: black ruffled dress, with red embroidery from her hip to
her breast which depicted a rising phoenix. Her hair was loose and in a side
ponytail, so that the last strands of her beautifully long and lush hair rest
against the top of
ardent idolatry: her breast, to bring the most attention to it and attention
did she find.
Georg Pryme: He'd gotten word from Cordy that his presence was requested, so
he spent some time closing up his shop and bouncing around portals to make
his way to Mything. He'd arrived in time to hear her talk of fitting
something in her mouth,
Georg Pryme: barking a laugh as he heard the reveal of what it had been. A
grin on his lips as he made his way over to the bar, hailing the tender and
asking for an ale of any variety. A wink given to Cordy as he waved while he
approached,
Georg Pryme: changing up the hug greeting to a more fitting taking of her
hand not holding her tankard as he lifted it to his lips and bowed over it to
place a kiss to her knuckles before releasing it. "Some tale there. Good to
see you." He
Georg Pryme: lifted his ale then and took a hearty swallow before setting
the vessel back atop the bar, leaning against it with his left elbow as he
watched her and the crowd while they spoke.
lurkerinshade: Adalric got his start soon as the letter had been received by
his bodyguard. Though the guard had been left behind at the Doxenian Chapter
of the Obsidian Heart, the Little Noble himself took up a steed and his arms
and armor prior
lurkerinshade: to making for Mythin. Naturally he would be the last to
arrive without the benefit of portals even with his closer proximity to their
destination. He provided none of the greeting that Georg proved willing to
give.. his manners much
lurkerinshade: more restained even than a handshake! His presence and a wave
would have to do before setting his ass down atop a stool of his own. -d
ardent idolatry: Georg and his constant public displays of affection amused
Cordelia greatly, and she lifted the hand of the kissed knuckle and patted
him gently on the cheek. " You're a silly old fool. " It was to the aloof
Adalric that her
ardent idolatry: attention turned, and her arm went around his shoulders
when he had finally seated himself. " Now tell me, little noble. " She
started with, before making a look at the room gesture with her arm, moving
it in a large arc. " What
ardent idolatry: information did you and your fool hardy partner in crime
get for me? " She had sent them on a mission after all, and she was expecting
some return on the investment she'd made in procuring the information. Little
did she know that
ardent idolatry: Adalric had paid the man twice, in the end. To Georg, she
turned her head and explained. " I sent my favourite little noble, and the
tracker out to find information we can use to get on board on of the ships I
was telling you
ardent idolatry: about the other day. "
ardent idolatry: one*
Georg Pryme: He just gave a simple nod at the way his affection was
returned, chuckling a bit as he knew it was the best he'd get from her in
public. Sitting himself down on a stool as well, he busied himself with his
drink while she inquired
Georg Pryme: about the information Adalric had sought out. "That so? You
do know . . . I've a way to make people talk without coin changing hands,
aye?" The corners of his mouth turned up a bit as he thought on it.
Torture? Not hardly. He
Georg Pryme: had entirely more fun ways to get people to speak wtihout even
wasting energy.
lurkerinshade: " Your would-be inside man has his vices. Gambling and
bedding his Captain's kin at that.. " The latter did seem like something that
should not be quite as known as it was to be passed on by Dex. A glance to
George brought his
lurkerinshade: shoulders up in a rise and fall. " No coin traded hands at
all. " It had occured to him not longer after the matter had ended that
neither he nor Quinn had pried enough to procur a specific tidbit. Well no
wonder Quinn seemed to
lurkerinshade: have chosen to leave even this to him! -d
ardent idolatry: " That's it? " She enquired with a brow arched; " I paid
good coin for that information, and that's all he gave you? Not a name, or
where we can find him? " Adalric proclaiming that no gold had exchanged
hands, rather than make her
ardent idolatry: angry, made her laugh. " You were taken for a fool, little
noble. What did you promise him? " There was a chuckle, before she turned her
attention onto Georg. " Oh, don't worry, dear. I'll make sure of your skills
yet, but I have a
ardent idolatry: relationship with that particular source of information,
and I like him in one piece. " She had a little network of thieves,
cutthroats, and black market traders. A pat was given to her little nobles
shoulder, before she said: " So
ardent idolatry: which of these strikes you as a ship hand? " The inn was
full of different manner of folk at different levels of drunkenness. In the
corner was a game of Rat, Bug and Spider going on, then in the other a game
of cards; someone had
ardent idolatry: started a drinking competition and someone had taken her
place telling stories.
Georg Pryme: He didn't really perk up at hearing her put his skills to use,
not visibly anyway. Having not much in knowing what to expect, he'd arrived
decked out in the best suit of armor he owned. A bit on the gaudy side, but
ensorcelled
lurkerinshade: " Nothing quite as valuable as I made it seem. " He grinned
despite Vixen's words.. what did it matter really? A little information
gathering would suffice to pick out the deckhand. The inquiry from Vixen set
Adalric's gaze to a
Georg Pryme: aurum had its equal share of benefits and drawbacks. He'd
stand out like a sore thumb, but he took the painstaking measure as he'd
designed it to make it as intimidating as it could be. Designed to look as
if it had come from the
Georg Pryme: scales and hide of a gold dragon, he settled on his stool as he
listened to the information changing hands, deciding it wouldn't hurt to
learn a think or two on how to select worthy ship hands.
Georg Pryme: thing*
lurkerinshade: non-chanlant sweep of the common room around them. While the
games going on were easy enough to take note of though the card game in
particular was taken note of.. whether he paid any mind to what was been
ante'd up was the real
lurkerinshade: question. [ Insight Check? ]
ardent idolatry: [ Go for it ]
OnlineHost: lurkerinshade rolled 1 20-sided die: 17
lurkerinshade: [ 17. ]
OnlineHost: Georg Pryme rolled 1 20-sided die: 13
Georg Pryme: (13)
ardent idolatry: The problem with gamblers is that they were all the same,
but Adalric would see subtle things about a few of the men at the card table
that said they were sailors, if not pirates. The tattoos upon their arms,
for instance, or an
ardent idolatry: earring. Georg would see the tattoos, of course and could
make his own estimations from that. Cord, on the other hand, already knew
who was who, because she'd spent the entire night in the Inn. Still, this was
an exercise for her
ardent idolatry: merry men, not her!
Georg Pryme: He took some time sizing up some of the rougher seeming sort,
knowing enough about ships that when it came time to combat, especially on
your own ship that you wanted folk who seemed competent in handling
themselves. Whether or not
Georg Pryme: they had any practical knowledge in fighting meant little to
him. He could train any that needed it if it came to that. He watched how
they carried themselves, if they wore weaponry, listened to their speech
patterns, doing what
Georg Pryme: he could to try and pick out a likely bunch that would be
suitable for the task. He settled on a slightly muscular fella with a mix of
tattoos on his arms, and a wench he could only describe as feisty, pointing
them out to Cordy as
Georg Pryme: he spoke to her. "Not really knowing what I'm looking for, I'd
pick those two. Seem capable of handling themselves in a fight, based on
their posture. Whether or not they have any talent in what a ship's crew
needs is beyond me."
lurkerinshade: Adalric took this oppurtunity to pry out a notebook from his
pack and began to jot down things that had been noted. Course looking the way
he did it wasn't much of an alarming thing.. course for all anyone knew he
could have been
lurkerinshade: writing down stats for card-counting! The notebook was closed
about the time he slipped away in order to get a closer look.. least after
he'd ordered a mead to bring along with him. He could listen and shape
inquiries with innocence
OnlineHost: edict unwritten has entered the room.
lurkerinshade: well enough. Especially when he had the coin on hand to
insert himself in the game if he so desired! A little chatting could go along
way.. though he did write in that book now and then with a shorthand of
common to keep anyone glan
lurkerinshade: cing over from being too clued in. [ gather info? ]
ardent idolatry: [ Go for it! ]
OnlineHost: lurkerinshade rolled 1 20-sided die: 1
lurkerinshade: [ d'oh. ]
lurkerinshade: [ not even worth adding the bonuses!]
edict unwritten: [Topaz Mashall Quinn O'Hara | 2d48 / Diehard: 29 HP |
Flaws: N/A]
ardent idolatry: The men, and women, at the card table looked upon the
note-jotting fellow with some manner of distrust. "Whatcha lookin' at? Fancy
me? " One of the men said, before narrowing an eye.
ardent idolatry: [ Added onto the end ]
ardent idolatry: (( 27/02/2015 21:23:32 ))
edict unwritten: [ DDC : 16 ]
ardent idolatry: Georg on the other hand hand Cordelia's attention while he
was speaking, and she nodded slowly. " Well, pirates need to get into fights,
eh? " She liked to think so at least, Pirate's who didn't fight were boring!
lurkerinshade: " You do have a pretty mouth. " Came Adalric's remark as he
added the symbol for an ace at the end of his last shorthand notation. Oh,
Adalric was not stupid.. he absolutely knew that such a remark was likely to
end badly for him.
edict unwritten: Hvaing recieved word where the rest of them would be, it
took Quinn a little longer to meet up with the rest of them since he hadn't
been with them when they left. He had a general idea of what was about to go
down but lets face it
lurkerinshade: Still he grinned despite it. " How about another round of
drinks and I ante up for this game? " Well why the hell not.
lurkerinshade: [ Somehow.. Dip? lmao. ]
ardent idolatry: [ Go for it. ]
edict unwritten: the Vixen had a way of making everything interesting no
matter what the dealing. When he entered he immediately began to look around
for his comrades and anything out of the ordinary or simply what might have
jumped out at him.
OnlineHost: lurkerinshade rolled 1 20-sided die: 15
Georg Pryme: "That's my thinking on the matter. The lot of us can hold our
own, without a doubt, but it shouldn't allow those you bring in the option of
being lazy in that regard. I know I'll be needing a bit of training in what
will be
edict unwritten: [Quick Reconniter check? (spot and listen)]
lurkerinshade: [ +5 Noble Bearing (bonus), +5 Alluring Tongue, +2 Charisma =
27 ]
ardent idolatry: [ If you want to do a check, just go for it. Just make sure
it doesn't detract from the play. ]
Georg Pryme: expected of me to pull my weight while on board, but in the
meanwhile, I can make sure those we bring on receive more than enough
training in living up to that end of piracy. Whether we fight on their deck
or ours, I can assure you
Georg Pryme: that we'll find plenty of fights in our future."
OnlineHost: edict unwritten rolled 1 20-sided die: 12
ardent idolatry: " Ah, you do know how to sweet talk a lady, Georg. " She
grinned and actually leant over to plant a peck of a kiss against his cheek.
Cord had been watching Adalric too, of course, to make sure he didn't get
them shot or worse,
ardent idolatry: disfigured. " I think he has the right idea, you know. Do
you know how to play cards, darlin'? " She arched a brow at Georg with the
question. It was Quinn who took her attention away from him, and she said: "
Better late than
ardent idolatry: never! Get this man some mead!" She slapped her hand down
on the counter top.
edict unwritten: [ 12 + 5 alert (listen) +5 alert (spot) +4 Perception = 26
][ Quick Reconniter : allows a bloodhound to make one check for both spot and
listen allowing them to use all bonuses + perception ]
ardent idolatry: Diplo Check - Of course, the fellow Adalric was talking to
calmed a little with the wise crack and he let out a belly laugh, " You can
join the next hand, take a seat. "
Georg Pryme: He just grinned a bit as she placed that kiss to his cheek,
shrugging as if to say: I do what I can. "I'm a quick study. Put a drink in
my hand . . ." He'd finish his current one, waving the tender over for
another, though a mead
ardent idolatry: Spot/Listen - There were whispers from some of the patrons,
about Cord and her gang of merry men. Coin was changing hands, as if they
were betting on something.
Georg Pryme: this time. " . . . and I can fit in mostly any place." And of
course, how could one deliver a line like that and not wink at the pretty
woman they were sitting next to. He kept his real worries to himself, time
to deal with them
lurkerinshade: A fitting grin was put forth for good measure to his improntu
buddy now that things had calmed just a tad. He did make good on his offer of
another round of drinks for those at the card game. He made a point of only
showing slightly
Georg Pryme: enough when the time came. He kept a sharp eye open on the
occupants of the table Adalric had moved to, ready to intervene if anyone
felt like getting too rowdy. "What were you thinking of trying out?"
lurkerinshade: more coin than would be needed for the drinks and maybe a
meal. Couldn't wind up being abducted and ransomed off now could he? All the
same he did keep up the inquiries.. though now he was disguising them as
friendly gossip-slinging
edict unwritten: Quinn made his way over the bar, there was a small smile on
his features when he accepted the glass of meade and looked to the Vixen
leaning in just abit. He gesture to the woman what he saw keeping it subtle.
"Looks like Adarlic is
lurkerinshade: and such.. carefully guiding conversation to recent
exploits.. he even started them off! Course it was done in such a way as to
goad one of them into speaking it louder than he had in the process. [ Gather
Info .. again! ]
OnlineHost: lurkerinshade rolled 1 20-sided die: 1
lurkerinshade: [ what the ever loving .. ]
edict unwritten: having a good time." He kept an eye out on those playing
cards with him, making sure no one was cheating.
lurkerinshade: [ bah. [ +2 Charisma, +5 Notebook of Inquiry, +5 Nobe Bearing
(bonus) = 13 [
ardent idolatry: Sailors, pirates especially, were not the most trusting of
folk - so maybe that was why Adalric was having such a hard time talking to
them. " Let's warm the pot! 500g to open a hand. " The fellow who was
obviously the dealer,
ardent idolatry: because cards, said and he waited for them all to put up
their gold.
ardent idolatry: Cordelia looked between Georg and Quinn, " I don't know
what game it is.. " She knew as much as Georg did, but she wanted to play, so
she moved over to the table and said: " I'm in! " And threw down a pouch full
of coins.
ardent idolatry: [ 500gps from Cordelia ]
Georg Pryme: Georg waited for his mead and then lifted to join her over at
the table, tossing his own pouch of gold down in front of the seat he chose
to claim for himself. "Aye, deal me in." Pulling out his seat, he adjusted
the scabbard at
Georg Pryme: his left hip to sit down, setting his tankard down before
himself on the table, next to his gold(500 gold from Georg).
edict unwritten: He shook his head, figuring that he would at least joinso
he could keep an eye out for cheaters, easier to spot when you sat at the
table. "I'm in." He set a pouch of enough gold on the table. (500g from
Quinn)
lurkerinshade: " Well would you look at that.. drew in a pretty one, you
did. " Adalric said, to the dealer alas he'd placed himself a tad too deep
already not to throw down a token of his own. [ 500 gp from Adalric. also..
Midas Touch cause
lurkerinshade: I forgot to state earlier >_<! ]
ardent idolatry: [ Noted ]
ardent idolatry: Card Game Rules -
ardent idolatry: On your turn, roll 1d3
ardent idolatry: You can request 1 card per turn, three times
ardent idolatry: Each time a round comes up, you place a new bet from 50gps
to 1000gps
ardent idolatry: Winning Hands (in highest to lowest):
ardent idolatry: Five of a kind (5 of the same number)
ardent idolatry: Four of a kind
ardent idolatry: Full House (3 of one number, 2 of another)
ardent idolatry: Straight (1,2,3,4,5,6)
ardent idolatry: Three of a Kind
ardent idolatry: Two Pairs
ardent idolatry: One Pair
ardent idolatry: [ If you have any questions, please IM. ]
ardent idolatry: Adalric /44 [22] - Player 1 - Cord /44 [22] - Georg /49
[10] - Wench 1 - Quinn /29 [16] - Player 2
lurkerinshade: Leaning back in his seat now that he'd got himself into the
game.. well.. he tried his hand at earning both a little pirate-oriented
trust.. Chatting, booze, and gold aplenty! Not that he bothered too heavily
in actually getting any
lurkerinshade: info this time around. After all.. there was coin at stake!-d
lurkerinshade: But onto the game at hand..
ardent idolatry: Adalric roll 1d3
OnlineHost: lurkerinshade rolled 1 3-sided die: 2
ardent idolatry: [ Actually, that should be 3d6. My bad. ]
Georg Pryme: Georg took his time getting situated in his seat, drinking his
mead and studying the participants. He'd approached the table in a
good-natured state, so he kept up that image, doing what he could to make
himself hard to read.
OnlineHost: lurkerinshade rolled 3 6-sided dice: 3 2 2
ardent idolatry: Player 1
ardent idolatry: The pirate Adalric had been speaking to was next in turn,
and as the dealer dealt out his cards, he lifted the corners carefully to see
what he had.
OnlineHost: ardent idolatry rolled 3 6-sided dice: 1 4 2
ardent idolatry: Cord
ardent idolatry: Cordelia loved gambling, especially cards! The last time
she'd been in a game, she'd won a castle - as they all knew. Her cards were
already in hand, and she grinned lightly. " I love my life. "
OnlineHost: ardent idolatry rolled 3 6-sided dice: 2 1 2
ardent idolatry: Georg -
Georg Pryme: He eyed up the cards dealt his way as the dealer sent them
skidding across the table, holding them close so no one could peek and
studying them perhaps a bit longer than necessary.
OnlineHost: Georg Pryme rolled 3 6-sided dice: 1 2 2
ardent idolatry: Wench 1
ardent idolatry: The only other woman at the table eyed them all
suspiciously, and pulled her cards right up to her face to make sure that no
one else could see them.
OnlineHost: ardent idolatry rolled 3 6-sided dice: 2 4 3
ardent idolatry: Quinn
edict unwritten: Quinn reached out acceptingthe cards that were sent to him.
He flipped them over and looked at what he got, but while he playing out his
move in his ead he was also looking around the table checking for anyone
cheatin. [Spot check
edict unwritten: too]
OnlineHost: edict unwritten rolled 3 6-sided dice: 4 6 4
OnlineHost: edict unwritten rolled 1 20-sided die: 15
edict unwritten: [29 total on spot]
ardent idolatry: Quinn wouldn't see anything amiss at the moment, there was
no point in cheating in the first round!
ardent idolatry: Player 2
ardent idolatry: Like his counterparts, he figured it would be an easy pot
of gold to take back to the Captain. His cards were in hand, and he tapped
his foot in anticipation.
OnlineHost: ardent idolatry rolled 3 6-sided dice: 2 1 4
ardent idolatry: Cordelia touched her Obsidian Heart Insignia, as if it was
a good luck charm, and she said, so only they could hear. " Bet big, even if
you win, lose! If they think we're easy marks, we'll get more from them. "
ardent idolatry: Adalric /44 [22] - Player 1 - Cord /44 [22] - Georg /49
[10] - Wench 1 - Quinn /29 [16] - Player 2
ardent idolatry: Adalric - Make a bet from 50gps to 1000gps, and roll 1d6.
lurkerinshade: Another 100 gp was tossed onto the growing pile of coin. Well
why grow the pot too quickly? -d
OnlineHost: lurkerinshade rolled 1 6-sided die: 6
ardent idolatry: Player 1
ardent idolatry: The pirate threw in a matching 100gps to the pot, and the
dealer dealt another card.
OnlineHost: ardent idolatry rolled 1 6-sided die: 3
ardent idolatry: Cord
ardent idolatry: Cord, unlike Adalric, was a lot more generous to the pot. "
Another 500gps! " She tossed down another pouch, and then the dealer gave her
a card.
OnlineHost: ardent idolatry rolled 1 6-sided die: 3
ardent idolatry: Georg
Georg Pryme: Georg took his time studying his current cards and drinking his
mead. He laid the cards face down on the table and tapped them three times
before nodding to himself, matching his initial stake. "Five Hundred." He
plopped the
Georg Pryme: coins down on the table and awaited his next card.
OnlineHost: Georg Pryme rolled 1 6-sided die: 4
ardent idolatry: Wench 1
ardent idolatry: The wench wasn't as rich blooded as the rest but so far,
she had a good hand. Taking the risk, she put down another 100gps and awaited
her card.
OnlineHost: ardent idolatry rolled 1 6-sided die: 3
ardent idolatry: Quinn
edict unwritten: He wasn't as rich as his other counterparts and threw in
100g before accepting his other card. He of course was still looking around
the table keeping an eye out on those that were'nt his comrades because lets
face it, he didn't
edict unwritten: care if they cheated.
OnlineHost: edict unwritten rolled 1 6-sided die: 1
OnlineHost: edict unwritten rolled 1 20-sided die: 2
edict unwritten: [16 on spot]
ardent idolatry: Quinn would pick up on Wench 1's tell; the curling of her
hair around her finger, now that her hand had gone bad.
ardent idolatry: Player 2
ardent idolatry: He tossed in 100gps, and waited for his card.
OnlineHost: ardent idolatry rolled 1 6-sided die: 3
ardent idolatry: [2/3] Adalric /44 [22] - Player 1 - Cord /44 [22] - Georg
/49 [10] - Wench 1 - Quinn /29 [16] - Player 2
ardent idolatry: Adalric - Make a bet and roll / or withdraw!
lurkerinshade: Hardly ready to cut and run Adalric up'd his ante towards 700
gp and awaited to see how it'd play out.
OnlineHost: lurkerinshade rolled 1 6-sided die: 4
ardent idolatry: Player 1
lurkerinshade: Adalric made a point of trying to surpress a grin once he
checked the latest card. -d
ardent idolatry: He paused for a moment, to consider his bet, and watched as
the young-lad with the quick mouth made such a high bet. He watched him
through narrow eyes, and said; " Bettin' big, either brave or stupid! " He
matched the 700gps.
OnlineHost: ardent idolatry rolled 1 6-sided die: 3
ardent idolatry: Cord
ardent idolatry: She too added 700gps to the pot, because why not and
anything Adalric could do, she could do better!
OnlineHost: ardent idolatry rolled 1 6-sided die: 4
ardent idolatry: Georg
Georg Pryme: Well, Georg was the Enforcer. And an enforcer needed a strong
arm and a heavy hand. He played his part, upping his wager to 750 gold,
setting three pouches on the table to fill his wager.
OnlineHost: Georg Pryme rolled 1 6-sided die: 6
ardent idolatry: Wench 1
ardent idolatry: She was twirling her hair around on her finger by that
point, but she only put another 200gps in the pot. She was only a wench,
dammit!
OnlineHost: ardent idolatry rolled 1 6-sided die: 4
ardent idolatry: Quinn
edict unwritten: It really all played in on this next card for him. He
looked over his hand and then looked over to Wench. His eyes narrowed just a
bit as he watched her twirl her hair. He put in 300g this round and accepted
his next card.
edict unwritten: He had a feeling she might be a distraction so of course
his gaze was still searching the whole table.
OnlineHost: edict unwritten rolled 1 6-sided die: 2
OnlineHost: edict unwritten rolled 1 20-sided die: 3
edict unwritten: [17 -.-]
ardent idolatry: Player 2
ardent idolatry: He matched the big rollers with a 700gps play, and when he
got his card he added it to his hand.
OnlineHost: ardent idolatry rolled 1 6-sided die: 6
ardent idolatry: [3/3] Adalric /44 [22] - Player 1 - Cord /44 [22] - Georg
/49 [10] - Wench 1 - Quinn /29 [16] - Player 2
ardent idolatry: New Instructions!
ardent idolatry: You can bet or fold, if you bet with a BAD HAND, you must
roll a bluff to which ANY of the people on the board can roll a PERC check.
If you bet with a bad hand you must call the highest wager on the table,
which is currently: 750gp
ardent idolatry: Adalric -
ardent idolatry: Dealer: " The pot currently stands at 7650gps. "
lurkerinshade: Tossing another 750 in coins into the pile, Adalric checked
his cards and tried his hand at a poker face. Well more a sly grin.
lurkerinshade: [ le' bluff ]
OnlineHost: lurkerinshade rolled 1 20-sided die: 7
lurkerinshade: [ lawl. +2 Charisma = 9 ]
ardent idolatry: [ Adalric's bluff stands at 9 and can be rolled against on
turn. ]
ardent idolatry: Player 1
ardent idolatry: [ Oh wait, you need your card! ]
OnlineHost: lurkerinshade rolled 1 6-sided die: 3
ardent idolatry: He really had an awful hand, but he didn't want to quit, he
loved the game so much. His nose twitched, his tell, before he looked at the
rich fella, and tried to see if he had a chance of winning.
OnlineHost: ardent idolatry rolled 1 20-sided die: 19
ardent idolatry: [ 19 - pass ]
ardent idolatry: Player 1 grinned lightly, and winked at Adalric before
nudging his friend. " The captain's gonna love this pot! "
ardent idolatry: He placed his bet of 1000gps.
OnlineHost: ardent idolatry rolled 1 6-sided die: 4
ardent idolatry: Cord
ardent idolatry: Cord just put down 1000gps, to up the anty a little and to
show that she wasn't going to play it safe.
OnlineHost: ardent idolatry rolled 1 20-sided die: 12
ardent idolatry: [ +5 CHA = 17 ]
OnlineHost: ardent idolatry rolled 1 6-sided die: 1
ardent idolatry: Georg
Georg Pryme: Georg made a show of studying his hand, then his drink, which
he waved a serving wench over for a new tankard. Was he a betting man?
Certainly. He still wore the same grin he'd worn since he sat down, playing
off the look of
Georg Pryme: having fun as he matched the current high wager of 1,000 gold.
OnlineHost: Georg Pryme rolled 1 20-sided die: 2
Georg Pryme: (Lucky duck, 1/3 rerolls)
OnlineHost: Georg Pryme rolled 1 20-sided die: 20
Georg Pryme: (+4 Charisma = 24)
ardent idolatry: Auto-pass: no one can tell Georg is bluffing.
ardent idolatry: Wench 1
OnlineHost: Georg Pryme rolled 1 6-sided die: 5
ardent idolatry: Wench 1, for real!
ardent idolatry: She had an amazing hand, so she matched the 1000gps of the
others - it was all she had. She didn't need to hide her excitement.
OnlineHost: ardent idolatry rolled 1 6-sided die: 6
ardent idolatry: Quinn
edict unwritten: His hand was horrible at most he could get two pair. He
kept a straight face and accepted the next card while putting in a thousand
so at least to match.
OnlineHost: edict unwritten rolled 1 6-sided die: 4
ardent idolatry: Player 2
ardent idolatry: His whole hand depended on one single card, and so he cast
his lot, putting in his last remaining 500gps.
OnlineHost: ardent idolatry rolled 1 6-sided die: 3
ardent idolatry: The dealer looked around each of them, and then asked one
final time: "Final bets! "
ardent idolatry: Cordelia sighed and threw her cards into the middle. " I
fold! Shit! "
ardent idolatry: Player 2 folded too.
Georg Pryme: Georg took his time studying his cards. In truth, he had a
great mind for numbers, but he made a show of the debate he was making of it.
His fresh drink arrived and he took a hefty gulp, scrunching his brows as he
tapped his stack
Georg Pryme: of cards while he thought on what he ought to do.
ardent idolatry: Quinn / Adalric?
lurkerinshade: He shrugged, tossing a final set of 500 gp in despite the
odds of losing being high. -d
edict unwritten: He looked to his three of a kind and looked around the
room. He shook his head and folded but waschecking onthe others to see if
they were still cheating.
OnlineHost: edict unwritten rolled 1 20-sided die: 2
edict unwritten: [16]
Georg Pryme: He hated losing, but he remembered Cordy's words at the
beginning. He eyed the folks still in the wager, scratching his beard near
his brand on the left side of his face. He put another 750 into the pot,
rounding out his total
ardent idolatry: No one had been cheating to begin with!
Georg Pryme: bets if nothing else.
ardent idolatry: " Oy, fella! " He said to Quinn, " Bet or fold. "
ardent idolatry: Player 1 and Wench 1 put 100gps in each.
edict unwritten: Seeing as everyone was in he changed his ming, "
edict unwritten: mind "I'm in." and tosed in 500g. (sorry have kiddo on lap
hard to type)
ardent idolatry: Dealer: " Final bets are in, the pot is closed at 14,
350gps. " By this time, there was quite the large crowd around the table,
watching to see who would win such a big pot! " Show your cards! "
ardent idolatry: Player 1 put down his hand, which was 2 pairs (3, 3, 4, 4)
ardent idolatry: Wench 1 put down her hand, which was 2 pairs (3, 3, 4, 4)
Georg Pryme: Georg set his hand down face-up, revealing an impressive
attempt that fell just short of a straight with a single pair of 2's in the
mix(1, 2, 2, 4, 6, 5).
edict unwritten: Quinn put his cards down which were 3 pair. (1, 2, 4, 4, 4,
6)
edict unwritten: three of a kind*
lurkerinshade: Adalric flipped his cards over to display his own three of a
kind. (3,2,3,6,4,3)
ardent idolatry: Dealer: " Pot is split! " He motioned between Adalric and
Quinn, "7150gps to each winner!"
ardent idolatry: Cordelia was not happy, but she didn't have time to say
anything before the entire table was flipping over and Pirate 1 was roaring.
" YOU CHEATED! " His cutlass was already off his hip and pointed at Adalric's
chest!
ardent idolatry: Pirate 1 /?? [??] - Adalric /44 [22] - Cord /44 [22] -
Georg /49 [10] - Quinn /29 [16] - Pirate 2 /?? [??]
Georg Pryme: Georg made a show of picking up his tankard of mead before it
went flying with the flipped table, scooting his chair back and looking
non-plussed by the outcome he'd been anticipating. Sadly, some of the drink
had been spilt and he
Georg Pryme: just shook his head. "You'll regret that, be sure of it."
ardent idolatry: Pirate 1 tried to gutt Adalric, with the surprise attack! [
3d, instead of 2d. ]
OnlineHost: ardent idolatry rolled 1 20-sided die: 9
ardent idolatry: [ +10 QCK - Miss ]
ardent idolatry: Adalric -
ardent idolatry: " I want one of them alive! " She hissed, annoyed that her
mead had been split. Georg was right that they were going to regret it,
because she rose and cast a glance at the other patrons. " If you want to
die, stick around,
ardent idolatry: neighbours. "
lurkerinshade: " And here I thought we were getting along. " Adalric still
made a point of bringing out his spear as his assailant. Really if this was
how the man was going to react he'd make an example of him! Thus it was with
a gloved hand that
lurkerinshade: he quickly smeared the spear-blade with something gray and
mushy! And what did that mean? Well who knew but he went to smack the son of
a whore with it anyway. [ Combat Manuever: Assassin's Edge (Hold) | Player 1
| 18 dc vs Target's
lurkerinshade: Endurance. ]
OnlineHost: ardent idolatry rolled 1 20-sided die: 13
ardent idolatry: [ +3 END = 16 - Fail ]
lurkerinshade: [ @ sapphire - 2 rounds ]
ardent idolatry: Held for 2 rounds.
ardent idolatry: Cord
ardent idolatry: Pistols were loud, and dangerous so instead of bringing out
her babies, she slid one of her daggers from down the sleeve of her dress.
She had said she wanted one of them alive, but the other? Well, he'd stood by
while her mead went
ardent idolatry: flying, so with a [Skill: Flick of a Wrist], she sent the
dagger flying towards his forehead. [ Target DC lowered to 10. ]
OnlineHost: ardent idolatry rolled 1 20-sided die: 20
ardent idolatry: Critical!
OnlineHost: ardent idolatry rolled 2 80-sided dice: 80 13
ardent idolatry: [ Oh: Dextrous Fighter!
OnlineHost: ardent idolatry rolled 1 4-sided die: 2
ardent idolatry: [ 14 x2 = 28 + 12 QCK + 2 = 42 ]
ardent idolatry: The pirate just crumbled to the ground, with her dagger
stuck out of his forehead. If her warning hadn't been enough, that was
enough for the ordinary folk to scatter screaming. Cord grunted softly, and
pointed at the held
ardent idolatry: pirate. " Georg, grab that guy and head back to base.
Quinn, make sure that the wench knows how to keep her mouth shut. You. " She
pointed at Adalric, " Clean up this damn mess. "
Georg Pryme: Georg had been about to knock back the rest of his mead, but
saw that Cordy's own tankard went flying. He handed it off to her as he
touched his wrist and activated the unseen tattoo that was hidden under his
armor(tattooed rope),
Georg Pryme: a coil coming to his hand which he used to bind the held
pirate, tying his wrists together and then just winding the remainder of the
coil around his arms. He made sure it was nice and tight, though not enough
to hinder circulation
Georg Pryme: and relieved him of any visible weaponry before lifting the
bound fool over his shoulders and prepared to head out, sending a gaze around
to any who thought to hinder him in his process. Did anyone really want to
mess with the man
Georg Pryme: bearing the mark of a murderer?
ardent idolatry: Pirate 1 /??* [??] - Adalric /44 [22] - Cord /44 [22] -
Georg /49 [10] - Quinn /29 [16] - Pirate 2 42/42 [20]
ardent idolatry: Combat over.
edict unwritten: Everything happened in one single blur. Quinn was ready to
take his chair/stool and bash a head or two, but by the time Cord made her
demands it was already over. He let out a sigh and shook his head, his gaze
shifting to the Wench.
edict unwritten: Upon making his way over to her he grabbed her by the
forearm and pulled her off to the side giving the woman a few choices, she
could earn her money back that she lost in the game and keep her mouth shut,
lurkerinshade: " Fine. But I'm having someone else scrub the floor. " Which
meant he set to the issue of the dead pirate. The task required removing
anything useful from the body of course.. least weapons and armor. He didn't
want to be carrying
edict unwritten: or if she was kind enough perhaps if she wanted to make
more coin he could throw in the idea of her working as a whore for Cord. Of
course the actual decision was up to Cord. Either way the choice came down to
either keeping her
edict unwritten: mouth shut or having her tongue permanently removed.
lurkerinshade: a naked man anywhere to dissolve. But dissolve the dead
corsair would! -d
ardent idolatry: " Take anything of worth. " She nodded to Adalric, before
she said: " Get the wench to clean the god damn floor. " This was a mess, but
deep inside, well okay, not so deep inside - Cord was having the time of her
life.
ardent idolatry: Each pirate had a Cutlass [1d6] and a Blowgun [1d3].
ardent idolatry: There was a bag of gems scattered along the ground.
Georg Pryme: He looked to Cord then as he made his way out the door to head
back to their base, a wink and a grin given to her. "Keep that up, and I'll
be calling you Deathblow soon. Stealing my glory." He barked a laugh at
that and shook his
Georg Pryme: head before heading on out to begin the trek.
edict unwritten: He passed on the message to the Wench assuming she'd makr
the right choice. If noone was going to grab the cutlass' he could make good
uses out of them. "Think the Wench is worthy enough to work for you Vixen?"
ardent idolatry: A smirk creased the corners of her lips as Georg left with
her new-pirate friend, and while Adalric and Quinn were doing their
respective things - she sat herself down on a chair, with a new tankard of
mead. " Well, shit. We're
ardent idolatry: going to have to move on that ship sooner than I thought. "
Quinn's question brought her attention back to him, and the wench and she
gave her the once over. " She's got a look, I suppose. What do you think
boys? Pretty
ardent idolatry: enough? "
OnlineHost: ardent idolatry rolled 4 100-sided dice: 40 78 9 33
OnlineHost: ardent idolatry rolled 4 100-sided dice: 84 47 13 47
Georg Pryme: (Oh, stating for the log, the Lucky Duck 1/3 re-rolls is
because I have Lucky Bastard also).
lurkerinshade: " ...Give her a trial run, I guess. She can have an acid bath
if she doesn't make the cut. " Couldn't have a loose thing around, right? -d
lurkerinshade: tongue*
ardent idolatry: " Quinn.. " She really needed to come up with a name for
him, so that she wasn't always shouting his name around. " Get her back to
the Blade. We should all travel back separately. "
Georg Pryme: Georg did his best to look as inconspicuous as one could with a
bound captive over one's shoulder. He took to the side streets and back
alleys more to avoid the guard patrols than anything else. It made for a bit
of a longer trip,
Georg Pryme: but he didn't mind. Exercise was exercise, after all. A
jumble of thoughts running through his head, mostly ways to scare the piss
out of anyone who thought they'd play the hero should he be spotted. It's
not like he was king
Georg Pryme: sneaky, after all.
edict unwritten: He nodded grabbing her by the arm. "Be thankful and thank
your new Madame for sparing you." He waited till she did and then dragged her
out taking her to the Blade as told.
ardent idolatry: That left just Cordelia and Adalric, which was fine,
because she had a question to ask! " How well versed are you with poisons
that cause pain, but don't kill? " If they couldn't buy off the pirate, then
maybe they would have to
ardent idolatry: loosen his tongue in other ways!
lurkerinshade: " Hmmm.. there are a few that can be used sparingly.
Especially when paired with Dreamwalker. Its the mundane way of 'implanting'
memories. Takes a little work and a very talented manipulator.. " You know..
if worse comes to worse..
Georg Pryme: He had to sit tight a moment, plenty of hustle and bustle out
on the streets near the section he was currently in. He dumped the lout
unceremoniously from the perch he'd been placed upon, unwinding the bindings
a bit so he could
lurkerinshade: we could just blow Truth Dust in his face.. " -d
ardent idolatry: (( 27/02/2015 23:36:49 ))
Georg Pryme: rig up a gag so the fool wouldn't draw any undue attention
Georg's way. He took the time to shift also, staring right into the pirate's
eyes as he turned into a being of rock, jagged marble edges sticking and
jutting out where once
Georg Pryme: the musculature of Georg's human appearance was. His armor and
scabbard remained, but anything to help him get through this with fewer
distractions would be better. Gag in place, he hauled the fella back up onto
his shoulder and
Georg Pryme: made a mad dash for the base.
Georg Pryme: (afk a bit)
ardent idolatry: " We'll deal with it, when it comes to it. " She had enough
to work with there; finishing off her mead, she wiped her mouth with the
sleeve of her jacket before she stood again. " We'll talk. " Stepping over
any mess, Cord made her
ardent idolatry: way home through the handy-dandy free network of portals.
Well, it'd only take one, but still.
ardent idolatry: [ end! ]
