Fantasy Adventurers of the Red Snapper Inn (Always taking new patrons)

[Foxgirl Jay]

The harbor-city Kolkhome has a many number of taverns in it, large and small, upper and lower class. But none attracts a crowd as unique and simultaneously specific, as the Red Snapper inn. It's the owner, is actually a guild master. Master of a guild with very loose membership rules, only that one must be an adventurer. Kolkhome is a rapidly growing city... but it has many problems. Monsters, evil men and women who smuggle, murder and cheat, invading threats from outside forces, and, oh just so many horrible things!


The Red Snapper Adventuring guild, for the brave, helpful, or those who want money.

 

[Foxgirl Jay]

Lilara's sitting about in the inn. It seems rather slow today. Not even the usual adventurers about. Only a few people here and there just looking to use the bar of the actual inn, rather than use it as the guild house. Lilara sighs, and shakes her head. She still needs to work on her patience. It doesn't suit a paladin to be uncomfortable with inaction. Another sigh, and she cups her chin in her hand, boredly looking over the inside of the inn... again.

 

[Midnight Paragon]

The door to Inn suddenly flung open, and in walked Radfor Brocksforde, also known as the 'Radish'. He let out a large sigh as he walked inside, his dwarf armor clanging as he did so. He sat down at the nearest table and took his helmet off, his short red hair going nicely with his beared. He called out to the bartender.


"Oi! What's a dwarf gotta do to get some good mead 'round here!?"


He had stopped in Kolkhome mainly because of the rumors of an advanced guild around here. While he wasn't particularly interested in the guild itself, he had heard they rewarded handsomely, so naturally he was drawn to it.

 

[Foxgirl Jay]

Barthelmor smiles at the boisterous elf. The halfling is standing at the Inn's counter. It's properly heighted for the standard human, but the inside of the counter has a raised platform for him to stand on."Well, first a dwarf must come and speak with me about his travels, and then the dwarf would need to pay for his flagon!" The halfling says, playing his hands on the counter top. A dozen or so stools line the counters outside for patrons to seat themselves at. Various heights and all, different ones suited for halflings, dwarves, humans orcs and all.


Lilara turns her head to the dwarf. Their tables are a short while away. Strikes me as a mercenary sort... but then, many dwarves seem to. Lilara thinks to herself. She ponders on the dwarf's business here, as not many people come here simply to drink.


@Knight Nate

 

[Midnight Paragon]

Radfor stood again with a smile, taking his helmet with him as he made his way to the bar counter and placed it next to him as he sat down. He took a few gold pieces from his pouch and set it on the bar.


"I hope this'll get me a drink and something hot to eat. I'll tell you a tale once I've relaxed; my hunger rivals that of a Bug Bear! Haha!"

 

[Foxgirl Jay]

Barthelmor calls in to the kitchen to have them ready a chicken dinner, while he pours a large flagon of mead. "Oh, I know all too well about the hunger of Bugbears. It must have been, oh my already a year is it? A year ago, I and my lovely barmaids and chefs had to cater for a celebration. A sort of... mercenary band, exclusively of Bugbears had won a great skirmish. Now that, was a lot of food. And of course my wonderful chef wouldn't serve anything below his standard, so the impatient lads were getting quite rowdy. The city guard almost got involved, but thankfully food was served before then!"


He passes the hefty flagon to Radfor. "Barthelmor, guild and innmaster of the Red Snapper, pleased to serve you." He says. From the kitchen comes a portly dwarf, clearly more attuned to cook work rather than traditional Dwarven professions. He bears a steaming plate of pan-seared chicken breast and hearty vegetable stew. He hands it to Barthelmor, gives a nod to his race-kin, and gets back to his kitchen. Barthelmor hands the good to Radfor. "Enjoy, sir."


@Knight Nate

 

[Dendyne]

Connor's walked up the dirty street keeping a wary eye on the business signs of the buildings he passed.


'That guard said the guild was two lefts then a right so it should be right around here..'


He turned a corner and as if it had heard his thoughts the Red Snapper Inn stood a few shops down from the vacant street corner, picking up pace in anticipation of a cool drink after his journey Connor pulled of his head and shook out his tumbles of dark hair while pushing open the inn's door.


Barely a handful sat about the bar side drinking heavily while the halfling minding bar made small talk with another short fellow, an armored one with fiery red hair. Connor gave a cursory wave to the bartender before stepping quietly to a table nearest to the bar and propped his spear against one of the empty chairs,


"Could I get a Stone Whiskey? Double," He asked the woman he assumed was a bored waitress sitting near the bar while removing his cloak and draping it over the chair the held up his spear. Connor sat with resolved sigh, quite content to relax for a bit and take in the tales of the bar.


"I was told this where the adventurers come to go on suicidal quests.. This is the place right?"


@Foxgirl Jay

 

[Midnight Paragon]

Radfor rubbed his hands together and took the plate, setting it on the bar and taking a swig of the ale. He set the flag on down with a satisfied sigh.


"Ah, so the rumors were true, then. This place is a guild as well. You were rather hard to find you know, hahaha! It took me around six months to find this place!"


He cut a piece of the chicken off and ate it with a heart grin. The meat was definitely well cooked, and he sipped some of the soup to find just as good a taste.


"By the beard of my father, this is one good meal! Certainly better than when I have to cook something in the field. Give my thanks to the chef, haha!"

 

[Foxgirl Jay]

(No worries 'bout that@Knight Nate

 

[Dendyne]

Connor sits up a little straighter as the woman speaks to him, there was a hint of suspicion in her voice but she smiled amiably as she joked and treated him no worse for his bloodline, a small miracle in his mind.


"My mistake Miss I meant you no slight, Yeah, I'm on a pilgrimage from my temple in the far North and so far i've learned nobody lives very long alone.. This place has quite a bit of renown in the area so I figure why not join up with some real warriors and go a quest rife with danger?" Connor gave her a slight grin noticing for the first time the intense look in her eyes, eyes that have seen countless battles no doubt. He broke gaze and pushed up off table giving a cursory wave to the halfling bartender to grab his attention as he began winded around the tables.


"Oh hey, what's your poison? I'll owe you for the tips you're going to dispense right?" Connor strolled up beside the red-haired dwarf and leaned an elbow out onto the bar,


"Seems quiet in here today.. Uh.. could I get a double stone whiskey and a rundown of what it takes to join up here? I can pay," He spoke quite quickly without realizing it, people in authority made him nervous and when he was nervous his mouth ran like a broken faucet.


@Foxgirl Jay

 

[Foxgirl Jay]

"Rife with danger is right. This city's got that a'plenty. And not all of it's from monsters, let me warn you that." Lilara says to him, before he walks off.


The halfling laughs. "Joining is easy enough! No cost needed, I take my taxes from quests finished." He puts the heavy book on the counter, along with a quill and an inkwell. "Gold piece for the bottle of whiskey." He says. "Only requirement of joining is that I've gotta' like yer' look and think you can handle yourself reasonably enough. Barthelmor Strongheart, pleased to meet you" he says, reaching in for a handshake, placing the bottle in front of the tiefling. His other hand is laying flat open, for the coin.

 

[Midnight Paragon]

Radfor looked down at the ledger and laughed lowly. It was a good thing he was born into nobles, as most dwarves can't read or write. He looked up to the halfling as he took another long swig from his flagon, setting it down loudly.


"Before I sign anything, let's talk numbers. What's the usual reward for the quests we complete?"

 

[Foxgirl Jay]

"Both of you listen up. My business runs like this. The city guard, the government or concerned citizens come with me for a contract. They tell me the issue, in as much detail as possible and we settle for a Quest reward. I collect ten percent of the reward, to keep up with guild costs. Being in my guild offers you access to the inn largely for free. Bed and food, no charge, alcohol still costs you. As well, certain shops around will discount you. Places like blacksmiths for arms and armor repair... such and such. The remainder of the quests rewards, goes in to your pockets, whoever did it. If it's more than one person, they decide amoungst themselves what the share splitting is. Even split is generally what happens. Some contracts include the offering of magical things, then share splitting can be more... difficult."


He takes a pause to catch some breath and think.


"Sometimes, there will be contracts that offer no monetary or material reward. It'd be very... unjust to let a poor peasant have his basement taken over by goblins, wouldn't it? There are many here who simply don't take those contracts, and that's their own choice."

 

[Dendyne]

The jovial halfling, Barthelmor, laughed and dropped a fat, leather-bound tome on the bar flanked by an inkwell and quill but it was the bottle of dark liquor Connor's eyes were set on right now so he unhooked his coin pouch from his waist and sifted through it for a gold piece which he plunked into the waiting palm of Barthelmor.


"The pleasure is all mine friend," he said while replacing his pouch to it's proper place at his waist and grabbing the bottle in front of him in his free hand.


"I'm good with blades when I need to be.." Connor patted the sheathed daggers on his hip and took a swig of his whiskey, his face scrunched up the burning made it's way down his gullet.


"I rarely miss my prey with my spear and I have a number of cantrips I use to my advantage but I don't know battle, I am a hunter without equal but i've no experience in battle," His eyes drifted to the ceiling as he tried to think of anything that might help in a fight.


"Uhm.. I can talk to animals too if that helps?" Connor shot Barthelmor a slight grin "Doesn't help with bears though, they are just plain pricks,"


He said with a giggle as he flipped open the thick book beside in front him and reached for the quill, Connor read some of the names already inscribed in the pages and noted a few of them that he recognized as heros known throughout the land. As he leafed through the pages the dwarf asked about payment and Barthelmor explained the workings of the guild, it seemed simple enough and it certainly wouldn't hurt to have a roof overhead anytime he so wished.


"I sign here right?" Connor jotted down some scribbles vagually resembling the name 'Nil'





@Foxgirl Jay

 

[Foxgirl Jay]

"Yes, there is good. I do so hate bureaucracy, but lists are useful sometimes hm?" He smiles. "You sound to me like the ranger sorts who come and go. Some join my guild for a month, maybe more, maybe less and then they're on their way. Joining is not a 'til death affair."


Lilara joins the three at the bar counter. "Do I see two new hopeful members?" She asks, to all of them.


Barthelmor nods his head. "Seems it."


Lilara's tapping her hand on the bar counter.


"Want something to drink, Lilara?" The halfling asks.


She shakes her head. "Not today."

 

[Midnight Paragon]

"Peh. Goblins. Hate 'em. That sounds like fair terms. I have one question though; is there a limit to the amount of quests we can take?"


He shifted in his seat, his eyes glancing around, sifting over the Tiefling next to him and the woman at one of the tables.

 

[Foxgirl Jay]

(Liara's sitting at the bar counter as well now @Knight Nate )


"Well... not really. You can only be on one quest at a time though, and that's just for reasonable reasons." Barthelmor says.


"It's so you can't steal contracts, if that makes sense. Steal them from other guild members... since one member or one party of adventurers is assigned to the quest, no two separate people or parties." Lilara explains further to the dwarf. "By the way, name's Lilara."

 

[Radazart Teh Gr8]

The tavern door opens and a large, ironclad figure comes walking in. His heavy metal paces clank against the wooden floor as he makes his way for the bar where he solemnly sits down. Through his visor, he makes eye contact with Barthelmor for as much as it's possible. 'Master Barthelmor. I would like to inform you of my success.' he states matter-of-factly in a deep, metallic voice which further echoes through the visor of his armor. After which he takes a quick glance at the new adventurers and gives a brief nod at Lilara.


@Foxgirl Jay

 

[Midnight Paragon]

Radfor widely at the lass that had taken a seat at the bar.


"Well, it's good to know. Radfor Brocksforde at yer service, all of ya! You might know me as Radish."


He scribbled his name into the ledger as he spoke.

 

[Dendyne]

Connor had never met a goblin before, never even seen one though he had heard many stories before coming here he knew that stories don't always tell the facts and he knew that better than anyone here he figured.


"Close but i'm a winter druid, I wish I could handle a bow the way rangers do," he took another swig from his bottle, smaller this time as it was much stronger than he had anticipated.


"Are there any quests going on right now?" Connor put his bottle down on the bar top as someone new came in with a booming mechanical voice.

 

[Foxgirl Jay]

(He widely what? )


"Good to meet you, Sir Brocksforde." Lilara gives a slight head bow. She looks to the Warforged beside her. "You're unharmed, yes?" She asks to the tall mechanical warrior.


Barthelmor says "Good work, as usual Ouranos. Speaking of clearing out goblin-infested basements for no payment... My good man-er rather, construct here is one of the fellows who takes no payment at all for quests. Say's he's got no need for gold, unless he needs some serious repairs."


Lilara leans forward on the counter, to look past Radfor to look Connor in the eye. "I've a quest, right now. An Orc tribe's taken a dignitary from one of the noble houses hostage. I'd plan to pursue it tomorrow, and I'm fine to share the hefty pay with others who lend their hand." She speaks in a careful, almost gentle way.

 

[Dendyne]

Connor's eyes got big and round as the construct named Ouranos approached, a golem? no. But he, or it boggled the tiefling's mind.


"A what?" He had never seen such a thing as this and never would have believed they existed had he not seen this one, "So he is all machine then?"


Then the woman, Lilara, leaned over to speak to Connor about a quest,


"Orcs? I met a half-orc once, hated deer but knew how to spit roast a dire rat to perfection.. I'm in either way, what's the plan?"

 

[Radazart Teh Gr8]

"I have sustained no damage Mistress Lilara, I thank you for your concern." Ouranos responds before turning his attention to the two new adventurers at the bar "You are good sir Brocksforde, yes?" he asks Radfor before looking directly at Connor "And I have yet to hear your name be announced... But to answer your question, yes. I am a machine wrought for battle, a warforged." he nods before asking them in a direct and piercing way "I trust you are both here with good intentions?"

 

[Midnight Paragon]

Radfor laughed at the machine, taking another swig of his drink.


"If I was here with bad intentions, this place would already be on fire, haha! But no, I'm here for the good pay. Which the lass here can count me in on if the reward is as handsome as she makes it out to be. Orcs aren't known for being easy targets either."

 

[Foxgirl Jay]

(whoops, ill change the colour for lilara)


"You can join, Radfor."


"Half-orcs can go either way, just like a human... but every orc you meet, is evil." Lilara starts off with. "To find this tribe, we have to leave the city, and enter the surrounding jungle. I've a map that will lead us to their territory. The plan is simple... Kill every orc in our path, and free the noble dignitary. I prefer to not over-complicate things." Lilara stands, and motions that the others should as well. "You two, or three if Ouranos will come, find a table. I'll return, shortly."