D&D game play thread

[Werdmath]

~This is the Play Thread for the game I will be running.~
~A few rules~
1) All dice rolls in this game will be rolled by me, until such time as I either find or someone shows me a dice roller that will allow everyone playing to see the results.
2) All OOC chatter should be kept in the OOC thread
OOC
3) You can find the character info in this thread
Characters
There are currently 2 active players and 1 inactive player
Players are considered inactive if they have not posted for a minimum of 3-4 DM posts.
4) To simplify telling who is who apart please put the name of the character whose actions you are describing in bold at the beginning of your post ex:
Taral

~Posting~
I will post every 2-4 days depending on my access to Internet with the results of actions and what is currently happening, you have that time to post what your character does, if you don't post anything I will assume your character continues the action he was previously taking or if necessary another appropriate action. If I am on before the minimum 2 days and see that all of you have posted your actions I will continue on as that will speed things up slightly due to not waiting 2 days between each of my posts no matter what.

~As this pertains to combat~
During combat you are still limited to the 2-4 day(or however often I can get on) posting time limit, your initiative order is irrelevant to what order you post. You are allowed to change your post based on what you see others post, but once I post the end of the round whatever actions where stated when I posted are what you are stuck with regardless of any modifications you do to your own posts afterwords.

~Current status~
You are all currently in a tavern in the small town of Hurth, on the eastern edge of the Human kingdom. Whether any of you know each other is up to you. Kahl and Reyott are sitting in a corner (cause I said so) and Ayden is being asked by the bartender to pay for the last 3 drinks before he gets another.

[Jeff]

Ayden

Ayden begins to sweat, "I swear I just had my coin purse. Probably got pinched by a filthy halfling." Already seeing the look of disbelief on the barkeeps face he went to plan two. Surveying the crowded bar he picked out a rather burly looking half-orc, picked up his stool, let fly, and pointed to the dwarf next to him... maybe he could slip out in the mayhem.

[Werdmath]

~Current status~
Kahl and Reyott are sitting quitely in the corner of the tavern while Ayden attempts to get out of paying his bill.

~Action~
Realizing that Ayden was lieing about "losing" his coin purse he mumbles to himself about "no good loafers" as he prepares to throw Ayden out. Ayden suddenly grabs his stool and throws it at the half-orc taking the bartender completely by surprise. The half-orc happened to be turned away from Ayden and flinches slighty as the barstool breaks over his back, he turns around. "Who did that?" he growls giving the entire room a glare. He sees Ayden pointing at the dwarf. "So ya think its funny do ya?" he grabs the closest thing he could grab, the table he was sitting at, and throws it at the confused looking dwarf.

[Tim]

Kahl

Kahl looks up from his ale, sees the chaos that is unfolding around him, and realizes that it's probably time to duck out to save from being detected. As he walks to the door, he quietly attempts to deposit a few gold pieces into Ayden's pocket.

[Nick]

Reyott was completely focussed in the game. Many of the others didn't look nearly as eager as he was. Reyott grew up on gambling, he had a certain affinity for it. so far, he has nearly doubled his earnings this evening. Reyott frowns when he looks at his hand, nothing but junk. If only he had on more spade...and he grinns. finguring his pocket for the hidden card, he waits for the perfect moment and swaps the measly three of diamonds. Ha! he now had a flush!

Reyott then bet his stack, and every one was about ready to show their hands when chaos insued. Not that Reyott heard any of it, not untill a large dwarf landed square on the table ruining everything! The table shattered, knocking coin and debris every where. Reyott tried to pocket all he could, though was without luck. Fearing his neck, he decides it's time to leave and exits through the door.

[Jeff]

Ayden

Lucky for Ayden the half-baked plan worked. "Pissy ale anyway," he said nodding to the barkeep. He pushed himself into the madness and made his way towards the door. This wasn't a half bad brawl so he'd have to be careful, and watch out for the unfortunate dwarf. He hated to do that to a dwarf, being from a mining town... but it worked and that's all that mattered now, except escape. Maybe when he got out he could find a nice game of dice to calm his nerves and make a bit of coin.

[Werdmath]

~Current Status~
Kahl see the chaos unfolding and decides its time to leave, but in a random act of kindness he attemts to slip a few coins into the pouch of the person who started the fight, Ayden, on his way out.
Reyott busy wiping the floor with some oppenents in a game of cards doesnt notice the brawl until a dwarf is knocked onto the table he is playing at, in the ensuing chaos he attempt to grab as much of the money as he can before making a hasty exit.
Ayden also attempts a hasty exit as he has twice as much to lose if he's caught, but not before he makes a smart ass coment to the bartender. The other patrons of the tavern are all quickly caught up in brawl, as none of them are used to being disturbed while eating.

~Action~
As Kahl notices the brawl beginning he stands up and moves towards the door, although he takes the long way to the door as he moves by Ayden and deposits 3 coins into Aydens pouch. Ayden makes a smart comment to the Bartender and pushes himself into the brawl that has begun, not noticing the coins that are now in his pouch.
They both reach the door at the same time with only minor bumps, but as they go to exit the door they hear a loud crash, they glance over to see that the dwarf Ayden pointed out to the half-orc has been thrown onto a table that had been holding a card game and everything was scattered, their eye is caught by a human who is franticlly trying to pick up as much as he can but gives up and slips past the groups of people fighting and follows them out the door.

~Simple Summary~
You are all three standing together outside of the tavern.
There is a major barfight going on inside the tavern.
Kahl has slipped 3 gp into Aydens pouch.
Reyott managed to grab 10 more gold than he stared the card game with.

[Werdmath]

~Current Status~
You are all standing just outside the door of the tavern.

~Action~
As you all stand, for whatever reason, in front of the tavern silently lookin at each other the barfight begins to break up as the barkeeper gets everyone to stop fighting, mostly by force.
From down the road a man staggers toward the bar, his cloak is tattered and covered in some kind of dark substance and he looks as though he can barely walk.

~Simple Summary~
The barkeep is gettin the patrons of the bar to stop fighting, mostly by force.
Kahl, Ayden, and Reyott are all three standing outside the door of the tavern doing nothing.
A man is stumbling down the road towards the tavern.

[Nick]

Reyott stands there, momentarily disoriented by the sudden blackness of the night. When his eyes finnally adjust, he notices the man stumbling towards him, and he rushes to help him.

[Tim]

Kahl

Kahl sees a man rush to the side of the ragged figure that approaches them, and decides to walk closer, both to greet [Ayden] and to help him with the tattered man.

[Nick]

Reyott

Reyott grabs the mans arm and helps him to walk, "What seems to be the problem mister?"

[Werdmath]

The 25th year of our Lord Es'alem, Farenth Hozar Es'alem III.
3643 AI (After Imprisonment)
June 23rd, 8:23 AN (After Noon)

~Current Status~
Ayden standing just outside the door of the tavern.
Both Reyott and Kahl go to the man in tattered clothes stumbling down the road.

~Action~
Reyott blinks his eyes suddenly realizing that he was standing outside and notices the man staggering down the road in the dark. When he reaches the man he offers his hand to help the man stand, which the man gladly takes, and asks him "What seems to be the problem mister?".

The man stares at him blankly for a few seconds, almost as though he hadn't heard, and just as Kahl gets close rasps the words "Trolloc... attack... south...." just before he collapses into Reyotts arms. As he falls you notice that the dark substance covering him is blood, still wet in places, which seems to have come from the many cuts on him which have all but closed up, some of which look to have been infected. A quick look over his person and you can make out the insignia on his tattered cloak that marks him as a merchant of the Tiv'rold family, one of the richest merchant families in this part of the world.

At the tavern the fighting has come to a stop and many of the patrons are leaving quickly pushing their way past Ayden, who was just standing in front of the door staring off into space, on their way back to their farms or the inn where they are staying. Inside the tavern it was a mess with tables and chairs and glasses broken and beer and wine spilled everywhere. Those who dared look saw murder in the eyes of the barkeeper, and any who saw where quick to pay and be on their way.

~Simple Summary~
The barkeep is very mad about what happed to his tavern, and will soon be looking for someone to blame.
Ayden is standing outside the door of the tavern doing nothing while the patrons of the tavern push past him on their way out.
The man who is stumbling down the road is a merchant of the Tiv'rold family, and collapsed into Reyotts' arms when he came over to help the man.
Kahl, standing nearby as the merchant said his last words, heard the merchant gasp out something about an attack to the south.

[Nick]

Reyott

Reyott heaves the merchant back into the tavern and yelling, "Quick this man neads a healer! Barkeep, we need to fetch a healer, quickly!"

[Tim]

Kahl

Kahl walks to the doorjam of the tavern and sits, contemplating what "Trollocs" are, and weither or not the infections were caused by simple wounds, or something else....

After thinking for a second, he starts down the street towards the Inn, hoping to find some sort of healer.

[Werdmath]

The 25th year of our Lord Es'alem, Farenth Hozar Es'alem III.
3643 AI (After Imprisonment)
June 23rd, 8:23 AN (After Noon)

~Current Status~
Ayden is still standing just outside the door of the tavern.
Reyott has hauled the bloody merchant into the tavern.
Kahl contemplates trollocs and goes off looking for a healer.

~Action~
Reyott hauls the merchant into the tavern yelling that he needs a healer. The Barkeeper stops his cleaning just long enough to glare at him and growls "Get that bloody mess outa my tavern, I dont care if he needs a healer, you want some sympathy for 'im take 'im to that bloody Inn down the street. She's always willin to help messes like him" as he turns to continue cleaning he growls to himself "Bloddy do-gooders tryin to help every idiot who runs afoul of somethin, makes me sick" and he continues growling as he works but you can make out no more if it.

Kahl sits down in the doorjam of the tavern with a thoughtfull look on his face, and as the barkeep turns back to his work of cleaning the tavern he gets up and walks of down the street towards the Inn as though he was looking for something.

~Simple Summary~
Kahl goes off looking for a healer.
Reyott hauls the merchant into the tavern calling for a healer, only to be told by the barkeeper to get the bloddy merchant out of his tavern and to go to the inn if he wanted help.
And Ayden still stands just outside the door of the tavern unfased by anything around him.