Hey lurking newcomers... the time is still ripe for a friendly 4th-level cleric to sit down and join us for a beer before the caravan gets underway!
posted by Jacob T. Levy at 4/11/2003 12:54:00 PM

Gimble: Gimble happily engages in conversation with whomever sits with him. He will talk about Greennest and maybe some exaggerated stories of adventure where he earned his self proclaimed title of "Most Mighty Warrior" among his people. He'll drink another 2 pints...a remarkable feat for his race! When folks from his table begin to retire for the night, so will he. Gimble remains vigilant with those among him, and will keep an eye out for his general welfare. Throughout the night, he will even make occasional spot checks to observe those who may be observing him or those around him in more than a casual manner.
posted by Anonymous at 4/10/2003 09:54:00 AM

Yeah, I'll stay the night.

Acavel: [Reaching to shake Bishop's hand] Sandarkar, at your service. I'm no soldier, just a merchant's son trying to look out for my da's interests. He wants me to see whether the mines are safe or not; if they're not, he needs to make some new arrangements for next year's shipments, contract with some mines farther away. Scouting around a bit, you know. I'm looking for the absence of trouble, you might say. Nothing would make me happier than to find that there's nothing to the rumors, tell my da that his supply routes are secure, and be back in my own bed inside the month. It's the not-knowing that's bad for business. If I get there and it's clear everything's safe, I go home. If I get there and the whole place is under orcish occupation with every drarf's throat slit, I go home. But if it's hard to know-- well, then I don't go home until I do know, or at least I know enough to give my da advice that he can stake his livelihood on.

[to Gimble:] You're looking for excitement? Excitement's just another word for "more days of work, more evenings without ale, more nights sleeping cold and wet..."

posted by Jacob T. Levy at 4/07/2003 03:54:00 PM

"Excuse me miss, but would you happen to have any bones in the back for my dog here?" [points to Brinkles lying down on the floor next to Gimble] "And can I get another bowl of this soup? Looks really good...mmmmm."



[Grabs a pint with both hands and stares into it...eyes wide with amusement] "Oh boy...this is going to be a good night." [Turning to Acavel] "You're curious about these rumors aren't you? I too...things have been a little hum-drum as of late, and I would love to return to the Greennest with some lure of excitement at the tongue."

Note to DM: Put me in for a night stay...
posted by Anonymous at 4/07/2003 03:05:00 PM

Hehehe...I cheated, I used a picture. But I will describe my dog Brinkles...a riding dog of course. Mostly black with some browns of medium hair length and pointed ears which flap over and a medium tail length. He has two brown front paws and a brown patch along his nose ridge. Gimble is as he appears in the picture with dark blue eyes and medium length black hair. He wears a chain shirt under his black leather vest and carriers a long sword across his back which by comparison would be a great sword to those of medium size. You notice that he leaves his small steel shield, light lance and saddle with the stable boy.
posted by Anonymous at 4/06/2003 12:39:00 AM

Acavel: [A tall, slender male human with dark hair, dark eyes, and a nondescript face, wearing leather armor under a blue-black cloak; the bow across his back and the short sword on his belt do not accompany the horse to the stable] [jokingly]So, Little John, are the Duke's whelps so safely tucked into their beds that such as you can wander off for drinks with such as us? I'd've thought a guard would have guarding to do.

I may be stuck in the Peaks for some time; it depends on how things look there. Greennest and the High Forest both sound more pleasant; I fear I may be sleeping on an iron ore bed for a while. Of course, [raising an eyebrow, inquiring whether others have heard the same] maybe not, if half what I hear is true. If the Peaks aren't safe, if the mines are under attack...
posted by Jacob T. Levy at 4/06/2003 12:21:00 AM