Normin, Ebald, Petrol, Evangeline and Arcadia all feel they have mastered the Create Water pamphlets. Cece makes progress, but needs to study more tomorrow.
Normin is the first to actually test the spell
He casts the spell correctly, but there is a sudden strange sensation of vast dessicated indignation.
Instead of the expected shower of rain, there is a small wet pop directly in front of Norman's face. Less water than expected has been created, and almost all of it ends up on the front of his hat.
Sharn
"Whoa, babe!" Says Boots.
"This is my... girlfriend!" Says Boots to the clean-shaven man.
"I'll join you in just a minute babe, I just gotta finish a business chat" says Boots, trying to direct Sharn to the back room.
The man stands and smiles with a measured politeness. "No, no, go and spend time with your girlfriend. We can finish business tonight. It was a pleasure to meet you Jack"
"Call me 'Boots'" says Boots, shaking the man's hand. "See you at the place"
The man leaves the restaurant, and Boots follows Sharn towards the back room flophouse. "What's got you so hot and bothered today babe?" He asks
Petrol
After studying and learning the Splash Yourself In The Face With Water spell, Petrol heads out to do some shopping and check in with Judge Sig
At a hardware store in Market day, Petrol finds a wheelbarrow available for 2 silver. It looks like it could carry one person safely, but might be too flimsy for more weight than that.
He describes his idea for a grappling gun to the hardware store clerk, who scratches her head and replies "No, never heard of any contraption like that... but if anybody has one, it would be the Mountain Climbing Sportsman's Store" and she gives Petrol the address.
He finds it easily, but as soon as he walks in, the clerk, a human man with massive wooly awhile sideburns says "Welcome, lovely weather we are having. Hope it lasts through the weekend, can I help you select some rope and tackle?" Which might seem like an innocuous greeting to most people, but Petrol knows Thieves Cant, so he decodes the hidden message: THIS IS CLIMBERS GUILD TURF. ARE YOU SURE YOU SHOULD BE HERE?"
Ebald
Exploring the Headquarters, Ebald finds a bunch of neatly folded hammocks in one of the wardrobes. He can see rings mounted high on the walls in the bunkrooms, so apparently they can sleep far more than the 8 that would fit in the bunks.
Normin
His hat dries as he walks to the University. Once there, a student tells him where to find the Facility & Administration building.
Inside, a secretary tells him to sit and wait until Assistant Headmaster Pugeot Gilgamesh is ready to see him.
Normin is the first to actually test the spell
He casts the spell correctly, but there is a sudden strange sensation of vast dessicated indignation.
Instead of the expected shower of rain, there is a small wet pop directly in front of Norman's face. Less water than expected has been created, and almost all of it ends up on the front of his hat.
Arcana/Religion check wrote:
Both Normin and Arcadia can tell that the Rain God Curse is interfering with the normal operation of the spell
Sharn
"Whoa, babe!" Says Boots.
"This is my... girlfriend!" Says Boots to the clean-shaven man.
"I'll join you in just a minute babe, I just gotta finish a business chat" says Boots, trying to direct Sharn to the back room.
The man stands and smiles with a measured politeness. "No, no, go and spend time with your girlfriend. We can finish business tonight. It was a pleasure to meet you Jack"
"Call me 'Boots'" says Boots, shaking the man's hand. "See you at the place"
The man leaves the restaurant, and Boots follows Sharn towards the back room flophouse. "What's got you so hot and bothered today babe?" He asks
Petrol
After studying and learning the Splash Yourself In The Face With Water spell, Petrol heads out to do some shopping and check in with Judge Sig
At a hardware store in Market day, Petrol finds a wheelbarrow available for 2 silver. It looks like it could carry one person safely, but might be too flimsy for more weight than that.
He describes his idea for a grappling gun to the hardware store clerk, who scratches her head and replies "No, never heard of any contraption like that... but if anybody has one, it would be the Mountain Climbing Sportsman's Store" and she gives Petrol the address.
He finds it easily, but as soon as he walks in, the clerk, a human man with massive wooly awhile sideburns says "Welcome, lovely weather we are having. Hope it lasts through the weekend, can I help you select some rope and tackle?" Which might seem like an innocuous greeting to most people, but Petrol knows Thieves Cant, so he decodes the hidden message: THIS IS CLIMBERS GUILD TURF. ARE YOU SURE YOU SHOULD BE HERE?"
Ebald
Exploring the Headquarters, Ebald finds a bunch of neatly folded hammocks in one of the wardrobes. He can see rings mounted high on the walls in the bunkrooms, so apparently they can sleep far more than the 8 that would fit in the bunks.
Normin
His hat dries as he walks to the University. Once there, a student tells him where to find the Facility & Administration building.
Inside, a secretary tells him to sit and wait until Assistant Headmaster Pugeot Gilgamesh is ready to see him.
Cece decides the rope and torches will probably be fine for a little bit longer. She entrusts the door key to Evangeline and Arcadia and steps out. When she thinks of that money in her pocket, there's only one good place for it: back on the farm. That'll show 'em! "Dead in seven days... Hmmph!" she scoffs heading off for the caravan road to find someone going that way
Petrol gives the hardware clerk 2 silver for the wheelbarrow.
Petrol looks a bit alarmed at first when the clerk sends him into Climber's Guild territory, but it makes perfect sense. If anyone would have the tools to quickly get to out-of-reach places, it'd be the "climbers". And they're probably more reasonable than those Rumbleback folks.
"Yes, yes. I'm here on behalf of the Arcane Firefighters' Guild. I'm looking for something that we could use to climb walls or scale roofs." He describes his idea for a grappling gun to Sideburns.
With thieves' can't, he'd make sure the mix in this message.
"I'm not here to cause any trouble, and I can make it worth your while."
Petrol looks a bit alarmed at first when the clerk sends him into Climber's Guild territory, but it makes perfect sense. If anyone would have the tools to quickly get to out-of-reach places, it'd be the "climbers". And they're probably more reasonable than those Rumbleback folks.
"Yes, yes. I'm here on behalf of the Arcane Firefighters' Guild. I'm looking for something that we could use to climb walls or scale roofs." He describes his idea for a grappling gun to Sideburns.
With thieves' can't, he'd make sure the mix in this message.
"I'm not here to cause any trouble, and I can make it worth your while."
Sharn snorts as the shadowy person leaves. "Like I said before, what do you have for me today?" asked Sharn. "I've lucked into a job and Im looking to celebrate a little." Before Boots can answer Shatn changes the subject back to the shadowy person, "Who was that guy that caused you to hug me?"
Normin
After a while, Big Hat Normin is invited into an office. At first glance it looks like a rather nice office, with numerous bookshelves and academic awards posted up on the walls... but as Normin sits down he sees that the room, and all its decorations are very dusty -- almost as if he wasn't allowing the janitorial staff into his office for some reason.
"Welcome, Mr Big Hat" says Assistant Headmaster Pugeot Gilgamesh. He is a tall old Aasimar man with a faint halo near his wispy white hair. "I was told you were here to talk to me about the new Guild of Arcane Firefighters? "Am I correct to guess that is a fundraising inquiry?"
Before Normin can open his mouth to reply, Gilgamesh casts Zone Of Truth
The Assistant Headmaster sits there looking smug.
Cece
Cece arrives at the Caravan Depot. There are two caravans present. A large trade caravan that is currently staging for departure in a few days. She sees Guild of Farmers workers packing crates of fire-crops that only grow well inside the Unburning. This first caravan will have a Royal Mail courier riding with them. The Royal Mail is reliable, but expensive.
The other caravan is a small one, which seems to consist mostly of gnomes in religious garb that Cece doesn't recognize. Probably a pilgrimage of some kind.
Petrol
The clerk seems satisfied with Petrol's reassurance.
"I don't have anything like the device you describe, but it sounds fascinating. I know a good crossbow-man who might be able to build something like that, but I have no idea what it would cost. I can ask and let you know tomorrow" then the man chats about the weather some more, shares some meaningless gossip, and then opens his wallet to show Petrol a picture of his son (it is a tiny watercolor painting of a dog wearing a bib and blue hoodie)
Encoded in all this is the Thieves Cant message:I RECOGNIZE YOU. YOU WORK WITH JUDGE SIG. TELL HIM MY BOSS SAYS "YES" THE DEAL IS ON"
Sharn
"Sorry about that, Sharn" says Boots with a sheepishness that us not becoming on him.
"I might have lucked into a big job myself. I just didn't want that guy to know I was dealing."
"So, what do you want? Here is what I got today"
Lazyleaf: x10 1 silver each
Hopskootch: x4 1 silver each
Doomcap: x2 2 silver each
Hothead x2 5 silver each
Orgyflower: x4 6 silver each
Least Polymorph: x1 1gold each
Neversleep: x2 15 silver each
"That is all I am carrying at the moment. Sorry I still can't find any Forget-Me-Yes. The Rottenmead Sisters won't sell it to me anymore.
After a while, Big Hat Normin is invited into an office. At first glance it looks like a rather nice office, with numerous bookshelves and academic awards posted up on the walls... but as Normin sits down he sees that the room, and all its decorations are very dusty -- almost as if he wasn't allowing the janitorial staff into his office for some reason.
"Welcome, Mr Big Hat" says Assistant Headmaster Pugeot Gilgamesh. He is a tall old Aasimar man with a faint halo near his wispy white hair. "I was told you were here to talk to me about the new Guild of Arcane Firefighters? "Am I correct to guess that is a fundraising inquiry?"
Before Normin can open his mouth to reply, Gilgamesh casts Zone Of Truth
saving throw vs Zone of Truth wrote:
Failed ! Normin is bound to speak only the truth
The Assistant Headmaster sits there looking smug.
Cece
Cece arrives at the Caravan Depot. There are two caravans present. A large trade caravan that is currently staging for departure in a few days. She sees Guild of Farmers workers packing crates of fire-crops that only grow well inside the Unburning. This first caravan will have a Royal Mail courier riding with them. The Royal Mail is reliable, but expensive.
The other caravan is a small one, which seems to consist mostly of gnomes in religious garb that Cece doesn't recognize. Probably a pilgrimage of some kind.
Petrol
The clerk seems satisfied with Petrol's reassurance.
"I don't have anything like the device you describe, but it sounds fascinating. I know a good crossbow-man who might be able to build something like that, but I have no idea what it would cost. I can ask and let you know tomorrow" then the man chats about the weather some more, shares some meaningless gossip, and then opens his wallet to show Petrol a picture of his son (it is a tiny watercolor painting of a dog wearing a bib and blue hoodie)
Encoded in all this is the Thieves Cant message:I RECOGNIZE YOU. YOU WORK WITH JUDGE SIG. TELL HIM MY BOSS SAYS "YES" THE DEAL IS ON"
Sharn
"Sorry about that, Sharn" says Boots with a sheepishness that us not becoming on him.
"I might have lucked into a big job myself. I just didn't want that guy to know I was dealing."
"So, what do you want? Here is what I got today"
Lazyleaf: x10 1 silver each
Hopskootch: x4 1 silver each
Doomcap: x2 2 silver each
Hothead x2 5 silver each
Orgyflower: x4 6 silver each
Least Polymorph: x1 1gold each
Neversleep: x2 15 silver each
"That is all I am carrying at the moment. Sorry I still can't find any Forget-Me-Yes. The Rottenmead Sisters won't sell it to me anymore.
Normin fails to interpret the worn and dusty books as simply a mismanagement of janitorial staff, he views the neglected items as that- neglected knowledge left buried in their hard backed coffins.
"In actuality, quite the opposite of fundraising," Normin clarifies while casually dismissing the zone of truth for the time being, "I was advised that I could seek aid in matters of security for the headquarters.. I am aware this may come out of our own pockets, being how the world works, mmhmhm."
<TheGiz> oh hai doggy, oh no that's the straw that broke tjhe came baclsb
"In actuality, quite the opposite of fundraising," Normin clarifies while casually dismissing the zone of truth for the time being, "I was advised that I could seek aid in matters of security for the headquarters.. I am aware this may come out of our own pockets, being how the world works, mmhmhm."
<TheGiz> oh hai doggy, oh no that's the straw that broke tjhe came baclsb
Ebald decided to head home and rest for a bit after checking out the headquarters and studying with the group. After a short rest he'd decide to go to the market to seek out some healing potions, in case some kind of first aid was needed. Before leaving however, he decides to try out the create water spell on the flask holding his usually withered and dry flowers.
He'd also stop at his landlord's to pay off his rent, if he the time. If not he can probably do it another day.
Also he hoped Normin wasn't having too hard a time with that lousy, rotten, good for nothing assistant headmaster.
(Is there a bank in town people deposit their money in, or do I hide it under the mattress? I imagine Ebald is a sensible guy that would put his money in a bank or something.)
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He'd also stop at his landlord's to pay off his rent, if he the time. If not he can probably do it another day.
Also he hoped Normin wasn't having too hard a time with that lousy, rotten, good for nothing assistant headmaster.
(Is there a bank in town people deposit their money in, or do I hide it under the mattress? I imagine Ebald is a sensible guy that would put his money in a bank or something.)
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Sharn buys all 10 lazy leaf, a hothead, a never sleep, and the potion of least polymorph. Her eyes fill with glee as she stashes it all away.
"You know, that guy seemed like either an executioner or an assassin. I hope you're not doing anything but stealing. You're not one for killing," Sharn said with a shallow amount of concern.
Before Boots could answer, Sharn continued,"Anyways, there's a small chance a bedroom comes with this new job of mine but I'll need to hurry before the others claim them all or I forget the address."
Sharn could tell Boots wanted to say more but she turned and walked away anyways, heading towards the headquarters of her new guild.
"You know, that guy seemed like either an executioner or an assassin. I hope you're not doing anything but stealing. You're not one for killing," Sharn said with a shallow amount of concern.
Before Boots could answer, Sharn continued,"Anyways, there's a small chance a bedroom comes with this new job of mine but I'll need to hurry before the others claim them all or I forget the address."
Sharn could tell Boots wanted to say more but she turned and walked away anyways, heading towards the headquarters of her new guild.
The clerk's response seemed promising. Petrol gives the clerk a nod in response to his encoded message, some idle well-wishing for his wife and family, and 3 pieces of silver for his help.
The wheelbarrow would be pushed over to the Firefighters' guildhouse.
On returning to the office, Petrol would inform Judge Sig that Wooly Sideburns from the climbers' guild wanted him to know that the deal was on.
The wheelbarrow would be pushed over to the Firefighters' guildhouse.
On returning to the office, Petrol would inform Judge Sig that Wooly Sideburns from the climbers' guild wanted him to know that the deal was on.
Kailyn continues his jaunty little stroll through the poor quarter (safety be damned), taking in the sights and sounds. Despite being in the city for some time, he's never actually spent a lot of time in this part of the city. Sure, there were a few times when he'd had to escape from vengeful ex-lovers, but that was more at a break-neck speed rather than as a leisurely stroll. As he walks, he munches on the fruit he purchased, not really caring what anyone else thinks.
Along the way, he keeps an eye out for any street urchins. Hiring adults is all well and good, but in his experience those urchins are much more effective as eyes and ears as they can sneak around the area without people paying much heed to them. If a fire does break out, it will be useful to have some sort of local grapevine that's not reliant on magic. In his experience, relying on magic too much tends to be dangerous (the hypocrisy of which is completely lost on him).
Would also do to be visible to the community leaders, or whatever they might be called. Getting familiar with the pillars of the society, no matter how poor they may be, is never a bad thing for one's image.
Being from the third world, I reserve the right to speak in the third person.
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Along the way, he keeps an eye out for any street urchins. Hiring adults is all well and good, but in his experience those urchins are much more effective as eyes and ears as they can sneak around the area without people paying much heed to them. If a fire does break out, it will be useful to have some sort of local grapevine that's not reliant on magic. In his experience, relying on magic too much tends to be dangerous (the hypocrisy of which is completely lost on him).
Would also do to be visible to the community leaders, or whatever they might be called. Getting familiar with the pillars of the society, no matter how poor they may be, is never a bad thing for one's image.
Being from the third world, I reserve the right to speak in the third person.
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