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Post by KiloGex on Mar 12, 2016 12:50:29 GMT -5
Laohu, make a Perception check as the outsider of this current exchange.
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Post by neil on Mar 21, 2016 8:53:36 GMT -5
Bump
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Post by KiloGex on Mar 24, 2016 15:39:00 GMT -5
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Post by John H on Apr 5, 2016 18:16:40 GMT -5
Sorry guys
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Post by KiloGex on Apr 6, 2016 20:23:52 GMT -5
With kran and Drake's "discussion" gathering some attention of close proximity patrons, then with this outburst of an interaction, it appears as though you have drawn the gaze of nearly every person in the bar. The only noise now is overlapping mutterings between men. The stares of many members are wide-eyed, flicking between each other and Drake and Kran.
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Post by John H on Apr 7, 2016 7:16:16 GMT -5
"It seems that Kran's antics have garnered more attention then was necessary. Suggestions?"
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Post by neil on Apr 18, 2016 15:25:50 GMT -5
Drake huffs a bit as he stands up. He looks around and calmly motions that everything is okay to the patrons. "No worries my friends. My companion here had a few too many ales and gets a bit testy. He'll be fine once he sleeps it off." He nods at Laohu, "Do you mind helping our friend to his house?"
Roll ID: 9261
Persuasion
You rolled 1d20+5: 8 | [ 3 ] 3+5
18-Apr-16 03:19 PM
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Post by KiloGex on Apr 20, 2016 9:35:23 GMT -5
Drake huffs a bit as he stands up. He looks around and calmly motions that everything is okay to the patrons. "No worries my friends. My companion here had a few too many ales and gets a bit testy. He'll be fine once he sleeps it off." He nods at Laohu, "Do you mind helping our friend to his house?" Roll ID: 9261 Persuasion You rolled 1d20+5: 8 | [ 3 ] 3+5 18-Apr-16 03:19 PM You hear an unfamiliar *click* from the bar, and glancing back you see the barkeep holding a foot-long metal shaft with a wooden handle; you have seen these inventions recently being supplied to the military and some more affluent members of the community by a smith named Cromwell. He has the end pointing towards the ceiling for the moment, "I dun preciate the business, but adun like the clammer thatcha been brought inere. Nawaye think datits abutt time yur get ta goin whurever ya need ta git, say thankya." Another click comes from his weapon as you see his thumb pull back on a second lever.
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Post by neil on Apr 21, 2016 10:22:36 GMT -5
"We want no trouble sir. We will be on our way. Please accept this as a token of our sincerest apologies." Drake calmly pulls a gold coin from his belt pouch and places it delicately on the bar. Still facing the barkeep, but angling himself toward the room. "A round for the house and something fine for the beautiful lady my associate so rudely accosted." He turns to the barkeep fully, "The rest is a thank you for your patience and understanding."
He goes up beside Kran and calmly and softly speaks, "I think we have overstayed our welcome and should move on for the evening." He will make eye contact with Laohu and start walking out.
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Post by John H on Apr 29, 2016 15:55:05 GMT -5
"A flower you plant may not necessarily bloom; but the seed of a tree you happen to drop may grow into a forest." Laohu stands and nods serenely to the bar keep and walks towards the door.
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Post by neil on May 13, 2016 13:49:06 GMT -5
Dead?
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Post by KiloGex on May 13, 2016 17:00:54 GMT -5
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