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Topic: Kingmaker Campaign
Subject: Offer accepted
The table would have shook, no doubt, if Oleg had pounded his frustration into it. As it was, he apparently had a decent amount of self-control, despite the situation. It was evident the Post had been trying unsuccessfully to get help for some time. But if they'd been unable to get any help, the danger was perhaps more serious than simple bandits indicated. Regardless, they were offering a place to stay and Ortlieb had marked no negative reactions toward his heritage. Perhaps the tales they told of Brevoy's tolerance had some truth to them. He had decided to come all the way up here, and it would be pointless to return without having done anything. He only hoped he would not be alone in his acceptance of the Leveton's deal.
Ortlieb waited, finishing his meal as the man with the instruments left after voicing more displeasure. A password was set to identify anyone who might happen to return after nightfall and soon both the blue-haired woman and masked man were gone. The dancer spoke up again then, asking when the bandits could be expected. He took it as a good sign - that she was planning on staying.
He remained quiet for a few seconds to make sure that was all she was asking before clearing his throat to gain their attention. His voice rumbled out of his throat like a small cascade of boulders. "If you will have both me and my friend, we will help and take your offer of room and board for the night." Assuming from their situation that his help would not be rejected, Ortlieb continued, asking like the others for additional information. "Do you know how many are coming, and how they're armed? If you haven't fought back before, they probably won't expect a fight now. Knowing which direction they come from would be useful, too. A watch can be set and other arrangements made. Are your catapults as broken as they look?" He broke off, glancing around the table at the remaining two people of the adventuring group. "And are both of you staying?"
(Fixed continuity error. I will read more carefully in future. Thanks Sib.)
Posted on 2011-11-12 at 05:56:19.
Edited on 2011-11-13 at 16:10:08 by Karcitis
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Topic: Kingmaker Q&A
Subject: First post in the Q & A
But greatly appreciated, nevertheless. Obviously you're anticipating our needs and acting appropriately. =D
I'm not sure what kind of planning you can expect, since we don't know anything about we're facing...>.> I suppose a sorta general plan could be put together based on the skills people are willing to divulge. Maybe some defenses or traps set or whatnot.
Posted on 2011-11-12 at 04:10:37.
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Topic: Kingmaker Campaign
Subject: Observation
The earlier words of the self-styled doctor drifted through Ortlieb's mind as he considered the stiff figure, bent over his chest of contraptions across the room. He knew a team could not work unless respect was both given and received by all the members, no matter how big or small. Such proofs could be found everyday amongst the beasts of the forests. Humans, he knew though, were perhaps not quite so evolved, and arrogance wafted out from this particular individual like the stench of dead flowers that rich women in big cities wore like a cloud. The half-orc found himself wrinkling his nose at the thought, an act that he covered with a slurp from his soup bowl.
The other members of the party he counted an odd assortment. There was a seemingly helpful human, whose skin identified him as from a warmer clime and possibly as a fellow Garundi, although Ortlieb did not attach particular significance to this, having left his home years before and glad to be rid of it. Next an elf with strange eyes who did not seem unfriendly, but seemed in no particular hurry to start conversation. Nor did the other elfin member of their group, the one who'd danced outside. She was one of the two females, and would no doubt have garnered more attention from the men had not the other had brilliant blue hair. He did not deign to comment to himself what an odd gathering they made together. He knew his own presence only made it worse.
His mind switched to the situation at hand as his eyes drifted around the table to their hosts, the Levetons. It was curious how they assumed the adventurers already had the knowledge of what they were dealing with. Or maybe they feared they would leave once they knew? Either way, he hoped the blue-haired woman's questions would be answered. He would not know how to prepare if he didn't know what they were up against.
As he waited for one of the Levetons to respond, his thoughts directed themselves to the stables, wherein he had left Ramathu, long used to inns' customs of having their guests keep any animals outside the main building. He himself had been considered such an animal many times. He was currently undecided as to whether he would spend the night amongst the other guests or keep Ramathu company, although the gorilla had seemed quite content around the trading post's horse.
Ripping off a piece of bread, Ortlieb dunked it in his stew before eating it. As he savoured the meaty flavour, the half-orc wondered why the blue-haired woman had not touched her food. She looked hungry, and it would not be safe to abstain from eating if there was fighting to be done.
(That turned out to be longer than I thought it was going to be. o_o)
Posted on 2011-11-09 at 00:12:45.
Edited on 2011-11-09 at 00:15:03 by Karcitis
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Topic: Kingmaker Campaign
Subject: Unrolling
Ortlieb clambered out of the wagon, hearing the worn wood creak beneath his bulk. He reached back in to retrieve the backpack which contained his few belongings and to gesture to his companion.
"Come, Ramathu. We've arrived for now." His rough voice was deep but he spoke quietly, as if not wishing to disturb his surroundings. At his gesture the dark bundle of hairy muscle that had packed itself into a tight corner unrolled and bounded swiftly out the wagon. The creature swung itself forward a few steps on it's massive forearms before standing up on two back legs and stretching for all the world like your average humanoid.
Moving to stand beside his gorilla friend, who had settled back onto his knuckles, Ortlieb looked around him, taking in the various buildings of the trading post. He noted the disrepair of the catapults and wondered if that was part of what had caused the landlady's distress at first sight of them. These were signs, he supposed, of the state to which things had deteriorated in the Stolen Lands. Who the 'they' was, that the lady had mentioned, he wondered about, and if perhaps the group's first challenge would be upon them before they had gotten into the true wilds.
Posted on 2011-11-04 at 01:01:39.
Edited on 2011-11-04 at 01:01:55 by Karcitis
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