Age of The End (D&D 5E) (IC)

[dr xenon]

Vrail is about to respond when Athaclenna approaches and speaks to the cloaked figure. He pulls out a chair and offers it to the Wood Elf with a slight bow and a gesture to indicate it's for her.

"That is just what we are about to learn, m'lady."

He turns back to the cloaked figure and continues in Modern Saurian, "Simply Vrail here, if you please, m'lord."

 

[Felis]

Hearing that a stranger has paid for her food, Diella furrows her brow. There's no good reason she can think of why that hooded person the server pointed out to her would do that. Even thinking back on the incident with the lizard, Diella has not done so much as to warrant this. Hopefully this isn't a misunderstanding and she is eating the free meal meant for someone else.

Well, only one way to find out. Once Diella is finished eating, she gets up and makes her way to the table with her mystery benefactor. There are several other people crowding around him already, and Diella steps closer a little hesitantly.

"Um, pardon me?" she asks, eyeing the cloaked figure. "I hope I'm not intruding...? I was told you paid for my food. Many thanks for that. Is there a way I can repay the favour?"

 

[TyranntX]

Vrail is about to respond when Athaclenna approaches and speaks to the cloaked figure. He pulls out a chair and offers it to the Wood Elf with a slight bow and a gesture to indicate it's for her.

"That is just what we are about to learn, m'lady."

He turns back to the cloaked figure and continues in Modern Saurian, "Simply Vrail here, if you please, m'lord."

He gives you a subtle nod, "As you wish, Vrail" he would state, as his attention then moved to a Halfling.

Hearing that a stranger has paid for her food, Diella furrows her brow. There's no good reason she can think of why that hooded person the server pointed out to her would do that. Even thinking back on the incident with the lizard, Diella has not done so much as to warrant this. Hopefully this isn't a misunderstanding and she is eating the free meal meant for someone else.

Well, only one way to find out. Once Diella is finished eating, she gets up and makes her way to the table with her mystery benefactor. There are several other people crowding around him already, and Diella steps closer a little hesitantly.

"Um, pardon me?" she asks, eyeing the cloaked figure. "I hope I'm not intruding...? I was told you paid for my food. Many thanks for that. Is there a way I can repay the favour?"

He looks to you after he finishes speaking to the saurian, "Oh good, you are here... please have a seat. I would like to have words with all of you" he would state, as he waited for the others he 'invited' to arrive.

 

[Ilikepie]

Shalia at first thinks the random guy was flirting with her when the barmaid tells that he bought her food, but then she notices that other people are also getting food from the guy and not all of them are female so it's unlikely he flirting and most likely wants something from her and the other people. She watches as a few of the males approach the stranger, but doesn't stop playing her music until the cute elf girl that just walked in approaches him. Guess I should hear him out and afterwards maybe I can get a little lucky with one of these women. She smiles to herself for a moment and skips to the table and positions herself near the other women.

 

[dr xenon]

Vrail continues to pull unoccupied chairs to the table for anyone who needs one. When not doing that, he plants his tail on the floor like a third leg and leans back against it, sipping his ale. Turning to Beorin he says quietly to him, "I still owe you a drink, friend. I will not forget."

Sherwood

 

[Sherwood]

Vrail continues to pull unoccupied chairs to the table for anyone who needs one. When not doing that, he plants his tail on the floor like a third leg and leans back against it, sipping his ale. Turning to Beorin he says quietly to him, "I still owe you a drink, friend. I will not forget."

Sherwood

Beorin grins at the saurian. "The day is young; we have plenty of time to get in our fair share of libations, depending on what our mysterious benefactor has to say."

 

[Equusheart]

Nokomis rose to follow her friend's lead, taking the tankard of ale with her as they approached the humanoid that had supplied their meal. And apparently they were the only ones. She cast a curious glance and those gathering before looking back at the person in question.

"Yeah? And what proposition might that be?" Nokomis asked before taking a drink of her ale.

 

[TyranntX]

Nokomis rose to follow her friend's lead, taking the tankard of ale with her as they approached the humanoid that had supplied their meal. And apparently they were the only ones. She cast a curious glance and those gathering before looking back at the person in question.

"Yeah? And what proposition might that be?" Nokomis asked before taking a drink of her ale.

He looks to you, and although you could not see it. you could tell he was smiling the moment you asked that question. "What if I told you all that there was a... well paying opportunity... That would deal a crude blow to the Legion of the end... AND Their Hell Knight Masters." He would say smugly.

 

[Psychie]

Athaclenna takes a moment, then says, "A well paying opportunity is fine and dandy, but if we are dead, it makes it hard to spend such pay. What kind of 'opportunity' are you speaking of?"

 

[dr xenon]

Vrail looks over at Nokomis and waits for her to answer. He takes a slow sip of his ale. The floor creaks under him as he leans back a little more onto his tail.

 

[Sherwood]

Beorin nods. "Aye. The lass here has the right of it. I am more than willing to strike some blow, but I would like to live through it. Please, tell us more."

 

[D. Rex]

"Aye, and how well paying?" Toryk asked, adding to the list of questions.

 

[Pumpkin Spice Cyanide]

"Copacetic." She repeated herself, meticulously picking a singular piece of mutton and pushing then tankard off to her right. "It means fine, agreeable, in excellent order. It's actually a word originating from a slang-..." she stopped.
"Poison?" Evora echoed just as she was inspecting the food. She cautiously dropped it onto the table and pushed it away.

The girl sat, unenthused by the tavern's offerings. Before she could reconsider the food based on what Toryk had said, he rose from his seat.

"Right away." She responded. As the other two walked off to contact the stranger, Evora lagged behind getting Toryk's pipe ready for lighting. She deftly portioned the tobacco, ran a cleaner through the pipe and packed it into the bowl. She placed the flint and candle in her top so she would be ready to light it. She was fast enough at it to get everything in and out of her backpack just as they surrounded and entered conversation with the stranger. Evora took pipe and tankard in hand and followed suit.

She took note others had started to gather round and began eyeing them with an assessing curiosity. She knew better than to think she had any say so she played the observer.
It was hard to not always be wary of the company her new master seemed so fond of dealing with. They were often unsavory to say the least.

 

[DuckPrince]

Thanking the barmaid for the food and drink, he sniffed the mead and took a sip. Taking a few bites of food, he got up with his tankard. Considering the flocking group of different characters that seemed to have gotten similar treatment, he drifted towards them. "This seems like a peculiar gaggle of characters." He drawled as he took a sip of his mead and tilted his head. "Extremely peculiar.." His golden pupil-less eyes scanning over everyone, especially the two tieflings there as well.

 

[Equusheart]

While, like many of those that had gathered, the promise of a great payment sparked interest in Nokomis, it was mention of the Hell Knights that made her pause.

"That would be quite the feat," she replied. She glanced around at the others that their patron had lured in with a free meal. "How do expect folk like us to accomplish such a thing?" Her silver blue eyes turned back to the stranger. "But more importantly, who are you?"

 

[TyranntX]

"Aye, and how well paying?" Toryk asked, adding to the list of questions.

Moments after those words leave your jaws, the mysterious figure extends his arm out to reveal a cybernetic arm with reptilian claws. They ignite like plasma and he slashes at the air next to him. It tears open a hole in space, and he reaches inside of it to grab a large bag. After he pulls it out completely the hole closes up and he tosses the bag on the table. It makes a heavy metallic chime as the figure explains... "1000 gold... EACH... 500 now and 500 more after the job is done... how is that for payment?" He would say to the Gnoll, as his attention then shifted over to the last approaching invitee

Thanking the barmaid for the food and drink, he sniffed the mead and took a sip. Taking a few bites of food, he got up with his tankard. Considering the flocking group of different characters that seemed to have gotten similar treatment, he drifted towards them. "This seems like a peculiar gaggle of characters." He drawled as he took a sip of his mead and tilted his head. "Extremely peculiar.." His golden pupil-less eyes scanning over everyone, especially the two tieflings there as well.

While, like many of those that had gathered, the promise of a great payment sparked interest in Nokomis, it was mention of the Hell Knights that made her pause.

"That would be quite the feat," she replied. She glanced around at the others that their patron had lured in with a free meal. "How do expect folk like us to accomplish such a thing?" Her silver blue eyes turned back to the stranger. "But more importantly, who are you?"

The figure looks to you, and lets out a soft but unthreatening chuckle. "well look who's asking all the correct questions." he paused for a moment to look back to the dossiers he had placed on the table "You all may look out of place... but you also have just the right skill kits I need." he paused again to look to his cybernetic tail. "As for who I am... I'm just a scouter doing his part... But you can call me Dao."

 

[D. Rex]

"Copacetic." She repeated herself, meticulously picking a singular piece of mutton and pushing then tankard off to her right. "It means fine, agreeable, in excellent order. It's actually a word originating from a slang-..." she stopped.
"Poison?" Evora echoed just as she was inspecting the food. She cautiously dropped it onto the table and pushed it away.

The girl sat, unenthused by the tavern's offerings. Before she could reconsider the food based on what Toryk had said, he rose from his seat.

"Right away." She responded. As the other two walked off to contact the stranger, Evora lagged behind getting Toryk's pipe ready for lighting. She deftly portioned the tobacco, ran a cleaner through the pipe and packed it into the bowl. She placed the flint and candle in her top so she would be ready to light it. She was fast enough at it to get everything in and out of her backpack just as they surrounded and entered conversation with the stranger. Evora took pipe and tankard in hand and followed suit.

She took note others had started to gather round and began eyeing them with an assessing curiosity. She knew better than to think she had any say so she played the observer.
It was hard to not always be wary of the company her new master seemed so fond of dealing with. They were often unsavory to say the least.

Copacetic. Huh. Well. If she said it was a word, it was a word. Toryk took his tankard first from her, then the pipe. Thumb the tobacco to make sure it wasnt packed in too loose or too firm. Satisfied, he placed the pipe in between his teeth.

Looking her over. He spotted the candle poking out of her top, he nodded and ruffled her hair. Above and beyond. "Good girl. Now give me a light."

He looked back towards the Saurian called Dao. "Thats all very copaceptic, Dao. But you supposed name doesn't tell us what we are doing or what we get out of doing it? Or exactly how you know what our particular skills are."

 

[TyranntX]

Copacetic. Huh. Well. If she said it was a word, it was a word. Toryk took his tankard first from her, then the pipe. Thumb the tobacco to make sure it wasnt packed in too loose or too firm. Satisfied, he placed the pipe in between his teeth.

Looking her over. He spotted the candle poking out of her top, he nodded and ruffled her hair. Above and beyond. "Good girl. Now give me a light."

He looked back towards the Saurian called Dao. "Thats all very copaceptic, Dao. But you supposed name doesn't tell us what we are doing or what we get out of doing it? Or exactly how you know what our particular skills are."

Dao looks back to you with a nod "Right, down to business... I need you to deliver something important to an associate of mine, I'd go myself but my part is taking me in the opposite direction." he would say, as his Kobold companion pulled out a long wrapped up object from his bag. Dao then continued, "If you do well my associate will give you the rest of your payment, and possibly give you more well paying work should you choose to accept this offer." he paused once more to grab your dossier from the table and toss it closer to you "And as for how I know of your skills... I told you, I'm a scouter just doing his part."

 

[Equusheart]

Nokomis' eyes widened in surprise as Dao pulled a bag on coins from... somewhere. Her head tilted as she eyed the coin bag curiously. How had he done that? Nokomis lifted her tankard to her lips and drank as she listened quietly to the conversation.

"So you're just a go between," she said, more out of a comment on observation. She glanced about the company and her, trying to gage their thoughts of the situation.

 

[Felis]

Diella tilts her head as she listens. "Well, I'm happy to help where I can, but..." she mumbles half to herself.

The whole proposition was so out of the blue, and saying that he needed a, well, somewhat handicapped druid's skillsets... The whole thing seems like quite the tall tale to Diella; and probably overpaid for a "simple delivery". Even so, if what this Dao says is true and this is related to the Legion and the Alliance, then she couldn't just turn a blind eye to the possibility of doing a lot of good by going along with it, either. She'll at least listen until the end, she decides.

"Where would you need this delivered?" Diella speaks up. "And if I may ask, what exactly would we be delivering?"

 

[TyranntX]

Diella tilts her head as she listens. "Well, I'm happy to help where I can, but..." she mumbles half to herself.

The whole proposition was so out of the blue, and saying that he needed a, well, somewhat handicapped druid's skillsets... The whole thing seems like quite the tall tale to Diella; and probably overpaid for a "simple delivery". Even so, if what this Dao says is true and this is related to the Legion and the Alliance, then she couldn't just turn a blind eye to the possibility of doing a lot of good by going along with it, either. She'll at least listen until the end, she decides.

"Where would you need this delivered?" Diella speaks up. "And if I may ask, what exactly would we be delivering?"

The Saurian would look to the halfling, "The Town of Birth, you'll find the contact there. The package is an old Saurian relic that was unearthed in the Shiftwind Desert on the Upper continent. My associate believe it may have ties to some of the ruins down in The Lower Continent... Though Don't ask me how it got up there in the first place, that's something I couldn't tell you." he stated

 

[Pumpkin Spice Cyanide]

Evora leaned into his hand, a little unorthodox but who doesn't like a little positive reinforcement?
Means more when it's your job to please someone.

First she lit the candle and then she lit Toryk's pipe, getting so effortlessly high on her tiptoes to reach that it would have made her ballet instructors proud.

"Almost..." she smiled in her head as Toryk immediately employed the word copacetic in conversation.

Evora had always heard of the conflicts in the region and on it's edges but was never troubled by it. Not like she stood the chance to be should they decide to mount this endeavor on the strangers behest.

She didn't like the sound of it but stood quietly holding the candle, should the pipe need re-lit.

Trusting a group of strangers with a special relic sounded off to her. Unless they needed someone to take the fall if things went awry. Was it stolen?

She held her tongue by praxis. Any reservations she had would be brought to Toryk in private.

 

[Ilikepie]

Shalia feels confused on why this job so important and how it will help defeat the Hell Knights. She regularly takes glances at the other women throughout the conversation. She feels a bit jealous of the furry guy that seems to have two beautiful women in love with, while she keeps struggling to find a girlfriend for herself. "Birth I think that might be a coastal town on the continent." She is unsure if any boats from here actually go in that route or if she wants to spend so much time around these people even though these women are really cute.

 

[D. Rex]

Puffing on his pipe until it was properly lit, he waved Evora to take the candle away. Took a good long draw, he considered the proposition. "I take it that this don't be your normal courier work. No, you be asking us to do something akin to smuggling. Taking something somebody else wants, and putting it into the right persons hands. All the while you expecting it to not be safe. Why else would you assemble such an odd assumedly dangerous bunch, when one or three could carry something easily enough? Unless you do be wanting us to 'acquire' the object. "

He took the pipe from his mouth and pointed the stem at Dao. "And you still ain't said what in it for us." And if he did, it wasn't spelled out clear enough for the gnoll to understand.

 

[TyranntX]

Shalia feels confused on why this job so important and how it will help defeat the Hell Knights. She regularly takes glances at the other women throughout the conversation. She feels a bit jealous of the furry guy that seems to have two beautiful women in love with, while she keeps struggling to find a girlfriend for herself. "Birth I think that might be a coastal town on the continent." She is unsure if any boats from here actually go in that route or if she wants to spend so much time around these people even though these women are really cute.

Dao now turns to one of tieflings, the one that was playing music earlier. "Correct, you can charter a ship at the docs and be there within a week or two." he would say with a nod as e then turns to the Gnoll.

Puffing on his pipe until it was properly lit, he waved Evora to take the candle away. Took a good long draw, he considered the proposition. "I take it that this don't be your normal courier work. No, you be asking us to do something akin to smuggling. Taking something somebody else wants, and putting it into the right persons hands. All the while you expecting it to not be safe. Why else would you assemble such an odd assumedly dangerous bunch, when one or three could carry something easily enough? Unless you do be wanting us to 'acquire' the object. "

He took the pipe from his mouth and pointed the stem at Dao. "And you still ain't said what in it for us." And if he did, it wasn't spelled out clear enough for the gnoll to understand.

Dao puts on a 'smirking tone' to speak to you, "Hey I'm just a Scouter, I just do what the higher ups tell me when need be... and They said they want you... as for your payment... I do believe I promised you 1000 gold to each of you, with half of it up front right here and now." he would say pointing to the bag on the table. "I also said there's more work and money for you if you are still still interested after, just talk to the recipient."