21-10-20 Disturbing the peace. Loreith's log
Oct 26, 2020 11:49:05 GMT
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Post by vince on Oct 26, 2020 11:49:05 GMT
The smuggler’s journal, entry #252
After scouting the city for a few days, I found myself in the Three headed Ettin. They say it’s the Inn that started it all. Well to me it’s a wonderful oasis where I can come to grab myself a rest and drink after a day of exploring the city. But instead of the peace that I was longing for, I was met with inquisitive, intense, stares upon entering the premises. I shifted my gaze through all the questioning eyes, and they all looked innocent enough. Except for one Viking looking fella. I didn’t know what his problem was, but he was definitely sending the wrong message. After a smile to the peanut gallery, I weaved my way out of the limelight to a corner of the inn’s mess hall to await the gazes to wander away from me. Unfortunately that was not to be. As soon as I sat down, I saw one of the Tieflings (The one with an Antler’s Horn on her head) walking up to me with a sketch book in hand. All I could do was smile as she came over and prepare myself for an exhausting encounter.
Note to future self: find a distraction to redirect the peanut galleries interest in me.
Maybe a companion. A dog perhaps? They’re a much better companion than people.
Easier to please and command too. Let’s look for one when I have free time. End Note.
The Tiefling introduced herself as Elidi Oakenwald and she came to me for a sketch.
Not wanting to prolong the situation I gave her a go ahead and cooperated as much as possible in order to get it done and over with as fast as possible.
Seeing her artwork was decent, I tried to persuade her into letting me be her agent.
Mostly in jest of course but seeing an opportunity in a niche market that I can take advantage of I gave her my best smile and attention.
Next notable event of the day after a discussion with Elidi and the irate Viking (Note to self: His name is Ivan, and he is fun to tease. End Note.) is a cacophony of thundering noise erupting outside. This led to an immediate departure from the inn and subsequent investigation from a walking beard (?), Elidi, Another Tiefling named Greer and the now excited Viking (seriously what is this guy’s deal???).
With my potential business partner going out to take a stroll, I decided to join in to ensure her hands aren’t damaged so severely that she can no longer make money. I mean art.
It turned out a bunch of goblins have run amok in the city, ruining a lovely local shop with a runaway contraption. After swiftly dealing with the surviving goblins the rag tag group of misfits made their way to another mess of an area in the city on the behest of a local city guard’s request. With money to be made, I joined the party heading towards the plaza bazaar where another (less broken bust still shoddy) mechanical wagon contraption was running amok.
To redeem myself for a not so wonderful attempt at killing a goblin earlier at the shop, I went ahead and misty stepped my way into the gaggle of goblins and did a wonderful surprise attack on their big daddy Goblin. One of my failings during this event was not thinking about my escape path. Fortunately the now tomato red Viking Ivan was making a mess of the goblins and was taking away a lot of the Goblins attention. With a few more clever arcane based assistance from the Beard( Note to self: I heard his name was Gilbaron, but man all I can think of him is a floating beard with scary magic. End Note) and the wonderful Tiefling ladies we managed to finish off the gaggle of Goblins. Well we finished most of them. We left a wee one to find out the cause of their unwanted visit into the city. It turns out to be quite a simple reason that I myself related to quite a bit. They just wanted shiny things to hoard in their cave. Apparently it was all orchestrated by the big Goblin they called Dad. Anyways, it wasn’t any special reason that the city will need to be worried about.
Now here’s the part that broke me. Elidi gave gold to the little goblin. She. gave gold. to. it. Not even one but five(!) whole pieces. As far as I’m concerned that was the end of our potential business dealings in the future.
Fortunately I can end the day with a drink. Might go somewhere else other than the Ettin though. Being around that group gave me the idea that being with them is like being a walking billboard for trouble. No more today, Thank you.
After scouting the city for a few days, I found myself in the Three headed Ettin. They say it’s the Inn that started it all. Well to me it’s a wonderful oasis where I can come to grab myself a rest and drink after a day of exploring the city. But instead of the peace that I was longing for, I was met with inquisitive, intense, stares upon entering the premises. I shifted my gaze through all the questioning eyes, and they all looked innocent enough. Except for one Viking looking fella. I didn’t know what his problem was, but he was definitely sending the wrong message. After a smile to the peanut gallery, I weaved my way out of the limelight to a corner of the inn’s mess hall to await the gazes to wander away from me. Unfortunately that was not to be. As soon as I sat down, I saw one of the Tieflings (The one with an Antler’s Horn on her head) walking up to me with a sketch book in hand. All I could do was smile as she came over and prepare myself for an exhausting encounter.
Note to future self: find a distraction to redirect the peanut galleries interest in me.
Maybe a companion. A dog perhaps? They’re a much better companion than people.
Easier to please and command too. Let’s look for one when I have free time. End Note.
The Tiefling introduced herself as Elidi Oakenwald and she came to me for a sketch.
Not wanting to prolong the situation I gave her a go ahead and cooperated as much as possible in order to get it done and over with as fast as possible.
Seeing her artwork was decent, I tried to persuade her into letting me be her agent.
Mostly in jest of course but seeing an opportunity in a niche market that I can take advantage of I gave her my best smile and attention.
Next notable event of the day after a discussion with Elidi and the irate Viking (Note to self: His name is Ivan, and he is fun to tease. End Note.) is a cacophony of thundering noise erupting outside. This led to an immediate departure from the inn and subsequent investigation from a walking beard (?), Elidi, Another Tiefling named Greer and the now excited Viking (seriously what is this guy’s deal???).
With my potential business partner going out to take a stroll, I decided to join in to ensure her hands aren’t damaged so severely that she can no longer make money. I mean art.
It turned out a bunch of goblins have run amok in the city, ruining a lovely local shop with a runaway contraption. After swiftly dealing with the surviving goblins the rag tag group of misfits made their way to another mess of an area in the city on the behest of a local city guard’s request. With money to be made, I joined the party heading towards the plaza bazaar where another (less broken bust still shoddy) mechanical wagon contraption was running amok.
To redeem myself for a not so wonderful attempt at killing a goblin earlier at the shop, I went ahead and misty stepped my way into the gaggle of goblins and did a wonderful surprise attack on their big daddy Goblin. One of my failings during this event was not thinking about my escape path. Fortunately the now tomato red Viking Ivan was making a mess of the goblins and was taking away a lot of the Goblins attention. With a few more clever arcane based assistance from the Beard( Note to self: I heard his name was Gilbaron, but man all I can think of him is a floating beard with scary magic. End Note) and the wonderful Tiefling ladies we managed to finish off the gaggle of Goblins. Well we finished most of them. We left a wee one to find out the cause of their unwanted visit into the city. It turns out to be quite a simple reason that I myself related to quite a bit. They just wanted shiny things to hoard in their cave. Apparently it was all orchestrated by the big Goblin they called Dad. Anyways, it wasn’t any special reason that the city will need to be worried about.
Now here’s the part that broke me. Elidi gave gold to the little goblin. She. gave gold. to. it. Not even one but five(!) whole pieces. As far as I’m concerned that was the end of our potential business dealings in the future.
Fortunately I can end the day with a drink. Might go somewhere else other than the Ettin though. Being around that group gave me the idea that being with them is like being a walking billboard for trouble. No more today, Thank you.
