Well, Garren stopped Avar from showing persistence, not me. I mean, she hadn't actually said "no" or "go away." Maybe she would have rewarded him if he'd kept trying.
Wæs se grimma gæst Grendel haten, mære mearcstapa, se þe moras heold
Oskav thinks the Chuul impersonator might be Alannah's brother, so he goes to try and find her and tell her about it. But resilience against how awful she is takes a lot out of him, so he needs to load up on calories and will visit the banquet table first.
"Every normal man must be tempted, at times, to spit on his hands, hoist the black flag and begin slitting throats." - H.L. Mencken
The ball's kind of in Oskav's court, at the moment. I look forward to his discussion with Alannah regarding the propriety of the other guests' costuming decisions.
Wæs se grimma gæst Grendel haten, mære mearcstapa, se þe moras heold
Is Avar going to trail along to see what happens with Alannah and her brother, or go with Oskav to eat something, or stick around to try to flirt with bug girl, or what? I'm presuming that Garren's heading to the dance floor, since he asked the girl to dance. Alannah's going the same way.
Wæs se grimma gæst Grendel haten, mære mearcstapa, se þe moras heold
Oskav immediately recognizes that whoever he is, this Trogar fellow isn't from the Kingdom of Merethrone. Aside from the fact that his accent is unmistakably similar to that of all the humans in Port Hope, there's the fact that he doesn't mention his clan name (Oskav is specifically forbidden from doing it, but no dwarf of the Mountainmere would otherwise omit something like that). And of course, he's shaved off his beard and left a huge, bristling mustache, which no Merethroner would ever do.
Wæs se grimma gæst Grendel haten, mære mearcstapa, se þe moras heold
Alannah (and anyone with her) can attempt Knowledge (nobility and royalty) or (local) vs. DC 12, if they have ranks in the skill. Or bardic knowledge, DC 17.
Wæs se grimma gæst Grendel haten, mære mearcstapa, se þe moras heold
Alannah recognizes Qillanthenna Vrinian, Baroness of Rightwood as the wolf-costumed elf woman dancing with her brother. She's a major noblewoman, notable for thrill-seeking, a casual but vicious disdain for the Church of Agon, and considerable wealth from her title and estates, which she holds in her own right rather than deriving from a spouse.
She's also EASILY seven times his age. Admittedly, she doesn't look it, being that she's an elf, and is probably equivalent to a human a woman in her mid-30s.
But it's still weird because she just buried her fifth husband two years ago. Alannah knows because she was the topic of scurrilous ballads afterward. They were all middle-aged or elderly human men, she inherited a widow's portion of their lands and wealth, and the ballads dwelled on the idea that . . . uh, let's just say that in the public imagination, they died happy, but not of snoo-snoo; she's a tiny thing, maybe 4'11" and 90 lbs. Public imagination devises that she makes up in energy what she loses in brawn.
Boromil does not seem like her "type" at all, being young, vigorous, and neither particularly wealthy nor especially likely to inherit. So that's kind of fishy, and Alannah might have some reason for sisterly concern.
On the other hand, if she's taken Boromil as anything more than a passing fling, then their father is going to be livid. So maybe that's one in the plus column?
Wæs se grimma gæst Grendel haten, mære mearcstapa, se þe moras heold
I was distracted... I've gone back to playing the original Might and Magic (a computer RPG from 1986). Good times! Garren is planning on dancing - as long as his partner seems amendable. He understands that she was in unpleasant company and he doesn't want to have her go through that again. If there is anyone that she is particularly interested in, he'll try to help make that happen. No ranks, but Wisdom is pretty good for him.
When Oskav is finished eating he will go ahead and take this dude to talk to Alannah about the missing sword. If Avar wants to do it first, that's even better.
"Every normal man must be tempted, at times, to spit on his hands, hoist the black flag and begin slitting throats." - H.L. Mencken
Alannah has a hard time humanizing others as actual people with their own minds and motives, so she is likely unable to sense anything. The masks don't help.
Well, Garren stopped Avar from showing persistence, not me. I mean, she hadn't actually said "no" or "go away." Maybe she would have rewarded him if he'd kept trying.
Wæs se grimma gæst Grendel haten,
mære mearcstapa, se þe moras heold
Chalk it up to bovine intervention, I guess. Imagine her udder disappointment when he steered clear.
"Every normal man must be tempted, at times, to spit on his hands, hoist the black flag and begin slitting throats." - H.L. Mencken
Wæs se grimma gæst Grendel haten,
mære mearcstapa, se þe moras heold
I'd think you could have Congress with her, as long as you don't caucus with her.
How does a man have congress without his caucus?
Oskav thinks the Chuul impersonator might be Alannah's brother, so he goes to try and find her and tell her about it. But resilience against how awful she is takes a lot out of him, so he needs to load up on calories and will visit the banquet table first.
"Every normal man must be tempted, at times, to spit on his hands, hoist the black flag and begin slitting throats." - H.L. Mencken
Just a reminder that Avar isn't rolling with his armor at this little soiree. He is wearing his sallet, a domino mask, and a nobles outfit. Commando.
Not sure how his perfectly bronzed balls and awkward attempts at conversation haven't panned out for him.
The ball's kind of in Oskav's court, at the moment. I look forward to his discussion with Alannah regarding the propriety of the other guests' costuming decisions.
Wæs se grimma gæst Grendel haten,
mære mearcstapa, se þe moras heold
Oskav's not wrong.
Is Avar going to trail along to see what happens with Alannah and her brother, or go with Oskav to eat something, or stick around to try to flirt with bug girl, or what? I'm presuming that Garren's heading to the dance floor, since he asked the girl to dance. Alannah's going the same way.
Wæs se grimma gæst Grendel haten,
mære mearcstapa, se þe moras heold
Avar will abide to the old Aureshean adage "When out of place, feed your face" and follow Oskav to get something to eat.
Oskav immediately recognizes that whoever he is, this Trogar fellow isn't from the Kingdom of Merethrone. Aside from the fact that his accent is unmistakably similar to that of all the humans in Port Hope, there's the fact that he doesn't mention his clan name (Oskav is specifically forbidden from doing it, but no dwarf of the Mountainmere would otherwise omit something like that). And of course, he's shaved off his beard and left a huge, bristling mustache, which no Merethroner would ever do.
Wæs se grimma gæst Grendel haten,
mære mearcstapa, se þe moras heold
Alannah (and anyone with her) can attempt Knowledge (nobility and royalty) or (local) vs. DC 12, if they have ranks in the skill. Or bardic knowledge, DC 17.
Wæs se grimma gæst Grendel haten,
mære mearcstapa, se þe moras heold
Barding so hard...
Local then Nobility
Alannah recognizes Qillanthenna Vrinian, Baroness of Rightwood as the wolf-costumed elf woman dancing with her brother. She's a major noblewoman, notable for thrill-seeking, a casual but vicious disdain for the Church of Agon, and considerable wealth from her title and estates, which she holds in her own right rather than deriving from a spouse.
She's also EASILY seven times his age. Admittedly, she doesn't look it, being that she's an elf, and is probably equivalent to a human a woman in her mid-30s.
But it's still weird because she just buried her fifth husband two years ago. Alannah knows because she was the topic of scurrilous ballads afterward. They were all middle-aged or elderly human men, she inherited a widow's portion of their lands and wealth, and the ballads dwelled on the idea that . . . uh, let's just say that in the public imagination, they died happy, but not of snoo-snoo; she's a tiny thing, maybe 4'11" and 90 lbs. Public imagination devises that she makes up in energy what she loses in brawn.
Boromil does not seem like her "type" at all, being young, vigorous, and neither particularly wealthy nor especially likely to inherit. So that's kind of fishy, and Alannah might have some reason for sisterly concern.
On the other hand, if she's taken Boromil as anything more than a passing fling, then their father is going to be livid. So maybe that's one in the plus column?
Wæs se grimma gæst Grendel haten,
mære mearcstapa, se þe moras heold
I was distracted... I've gone back to playing the original Might and Magic (a computer RPG from 1986). Good times! Garren is planning on dancing - as long as his partner seems amendable. He understands that she was in unpleasant company and he doesn't want to have her go through that again. If there is anyone that she is particularly interested in, he'll try to help make that happen. No ranks, but Wisdom is pretty good for him.
She seems fine.
Wæs se grimma gæst Grendel haten,
mære mearcstapa, se þe moras heold
I just reinstalled Might and Magic VI (circa 1996, I think). I have extremely fond memories of the Might and Magic series.
When Oskav is finished eating he will go ahead and take this dude to talk to Alannah about the missing sword. If Avar wants to do it first, that's even better.
"Every normal man must be tempted, at times, to spit on his hands, hoist the black flag and begin slitting throats." - H.L. Mencken
Let's get a Spot check and a Sense Motive check from Alannah and Garren.
Wæs se grimma gæst Grendel haten,
mære mearcstapa, se þe moras heold
Alannah has a hard time humanizing others as actual people with their own minds and motives, so she is likely unable to sense anything. The masks don't help.
Yeah, looks like the other guests are background noise to her, for the moment.
Wæs se grimma gæst Grendel haten,
mære mearcstapa, se þe moras heold
Spot +9
Sense Motive +5
Haha, Avar is just looking for trouble.
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