She added two black flakes to each of the two vials she was working on, and tapped them firmly and persistently until they became clear. At this point, she set them in a stand and added 2 drops of a liquid that instantly made the vials seem to churn and come alive. She quickly added stoppers, and looked at the vials intently, waiting for a cue.
"I sure hope you weren't talking with that pathetic excuse for a cleric." A voice from behind Nym said. "I was hoping you had gotten away from him." The three of them turned to see a halfling in druid robes standing in the doorway.
ReplyDelete"Did he manage to take all of your possessions? He always did seem interest in a bit of common pickpocketing." Before they could answer the halfling then walked into the room and grabbed a seat.
Violet continued to work and surreptitiously observed the newcomer to the conversation, looking for more details about what he looks like and clues to where his antagonistic attitude comes from.
ReplyDeletePerception: Roll(1d20)+11:
20,+11
Total:31
Sense Motive: Roll(1d20)+5:
2,+5
Total:7
Violet:
ReplyDeleteThe halfling is rather unkempt and his robes and spotted with mud, beer, and what appears to be some kind of odd dried slime. He has a sneer on his face; however, Violet, seemingly an odd judge of character at the moment, finds that he almost appears dashing and thinks that perhaps his antagonistic attitude is actually humor on his part.
Do Darvin and I recognize this halfling, perhaps?
ReplyDeleteAs Darvin and Nym get a closer look at this odd halfling they realize that it is their old nemesis Grumbleshanks.
ReplyDeleteLOL Nemesis? Wasn't he just Beranhond's nemesis? I think Darvin kind of liked him and he ignored Nym
ReplyDeleteDarvin had several moments of disliking him - BH and Darvin first bonded over ridiculing him. However, he was mostly BH's nemesis...
ReplyDelete"realize that it is their old companion, the halfling druid Grumbleshanks."
"Grumbly-planks?! Er- Grumbleshanks? How-? Whe-? Where... where did you come from?!" sputtered Nym, more than a little surprised to see the weird little halfling whom she suspected had a special relationship with his squid...
ReplyDeleteHe frowned at Nym's use of Grumblyplanks. "I left Baldur's Gate with all of my reward money." He said patting his pocket. "I wanted to get out of their before that greedy prophet had a chance to take it. I made my way over to the druids who informed me of the deepening crisis. The druids needed some help from able adventurers and I decided to try to seek out my old companions, the jackass excluded. This morning I learned of a group of adventurers who had caused some ruckuss at an orc camp. I figured it had to be you."
ReplyDelete"The druids..." echoed Nym darkly. "I've been eager to meet them."
ReplyDelete"Oh good." Gumbleshanks said glaring. "I am sure they are as eager to make your delightful acquaintance. They probably have reserved a table at a fancy restaurant to impress you."
ReplyDeleteNym rolled your eyes. "You're just as charming as I remember. I'm surprised someone hasn't cut out that tongue of yours from pure annoyance already."
ReplyDeleteHe grinned. "Many have tried, many have tried. I see that you have gotten past that talkative boyish phase of your life. That will be a welcome relief."
ReplyDeleteNym wondering if Bumblewanks was ever polite or if he'd come from a village of jackass halflings. She then chuckled to herself about calling the little jerk Bumblewanks and noted she should use it on him if he gets particularly annoying since he seemed not to like his name being mocked. "Lead the way, master halfling," she said bowing deeply and adding a hand flourish. "Perhaps we should take my ship?" Nym winked at Darvin and Violet and a wry grin grew on her face, "Only, we do have a minimum cleanliness requirement... we must ask you wash yourself before boarding." With that, she sniffed the air in Grumbleshanks direction, and asked, "Should I meet you all at the ship, or are you finished with your business here?" before walking out of the tent and mounting Nesme. She sat outside the tent waiting, and wondering how Grumbleshanks would respond to being considered stinky.
ReplyDeleteGrumbleshanks shrugged as Nym left. "Bathing certainly isn't a problem." As Nym left he turned toward Darvin.
ReplyDelete"Don't tell me you were foolish enough to become an item with her..."
Darvin was too shocked at first to say anything about Grumbleshanks' arrival. This thought did cross his mind, "Thjodolf died and was replaced with...Grumbleshanks? Oh, fuck it all." After being addressed, Darvin responded, "Ah Grumbleshanks, I see you haven't changed a bit. Why don't you come with us to our ship and I can regale you with stories of our adventures. And how is that delightful squid of yours doing?" Darvin purposefully ignored the Halfling's question figuring it really wasn't any of his business.
ReplyDelete"I look forward to it bucko." He said taking a flask out of his side pocket. "Squiggles is doing great - you will probably get a chance to meet him soon." He then took a large swallow.
ReplyDelete"Anyway, shouldn't we be off?"
If there are no objections we can start the fun process of getting y'all back to The Lady Narath.
Can I just assume that 2 hours have flown by, and Violet is now done with her vials of antitoxin? It would help with the storyline...
ReplyDeleteViolet finished up her potions giving them both a final swirl before setting them down on the table, packing up her lab, and trading the antitoxin for the minor healing potions.
ReplyDelete"I think I'll save these for later," she told Darvin and Grumbleshanks as she finished up. "I'll heal up well enough with a bit of rest, and these could very well save my life in some future... disagreement." She nudged Darvin and winked at Grumbleshanks, not understanding the exchange that had just taken place but hoping to figure out exactly what everyone was talking about soon.