Rin versus the gully dwarves

[Andre]

(this happens just after the events detailed in the FG dragonlance game session that took place Tuesday October 5th .... the party is all sleeping under the statue of Mishkaal in the ruins of Xak Tsaroth, except for suspicious Sangrias who is sleeping on his own down the hallway ... while Rin is the only one currently being accosted anyone else who feels like it can be easily woken up by the irritated - and loud - gully dwarves if they want to participate in this RP thread, or you can just let the bird-man handle it, up to you ) ...

What a day ! Almost dead... AGAIN.. he was getting really tired of it... though not a total loss, he did get to kick Eolaer down a hole... though Eolaer didn't seem to be paying attention to the care Rin went to , to cushion the drunken warrior's fall - why didn't anyone give him enough credit? Chuckling nonetheless as he remembered the enraged expression on the warrior's face as he plummeted down the hole, Rin sets his back against the wall.. closes his eyes.. and hums softly.. the music helps him concentrate, to help organize the words of magic in his mind, setting them up in the proper "chords", the right "notes" so he can recite them properly when the time comes.. his half-dwarf teacher , Trent Steelbeard - good old Trent ! .. always reliable during the times he wasn't blowing something up - had recommended this sort of approach and it had worked.. using something familiar to focus the words of magic... though lately.. lately they were becoming more.. well, CHAOTIC.... a tad bit harder to control, just a smidgen...

" HEY , YOU !!!! " The loud voice jarred Rin from his thoughts... consciousness snapping back to the present he drew his whip... then lowered it as a gang of enraged gully dwarves plowed into the room.... one of them shook his grubby, smelly, dirty fist... Rin's sharp olfactory senses rebelled, he almost vomited from the smell ... right under Rin's beak... " Why you send us to well? There no treasure there ! We dig and dig and dig in ground all around well.. then we dig on the well but no get through brick ! Now our fingers all bruised and sore! You trying to pull a fast one or something ?" The other gully dwarves grumble their agreement all angrily shaking their fists at the kenku...


(DM's note... there is absolutely NO way in hell this group of gully dwarves could even begin to seriously threaten, injure or harm Rin and this would be blatantly obvious to Rin ... they're pretty much just here to annoy him ) ..

[madelaine]

Za'era does not move. She realized the presence of those "beasts" the moment they entered the room. She keeps remaining in her meditative stance but her hand very slowly wanders to the grip of her mace while her other hand tightens around the blue staff. The drow focuses on her senses and waits.

[darkalloy]

Rin chuckles.

"I don't remember saying there was treasure. I said you needed to stay by the well. Something seemed wrong with it. It didn't smell right almost like melted flesh."

He stands up for a moment and walks over to the dwarves.

"I wanted you to make sure no one was trying to find a way down it. You have however given me an idea. I want you to dig a moat around the well.... Ok not a moat but a pit trap, still it should work then I need you to cover it so it can't be seen."

Rin shoo's them away.

"Get to it you don't want to make me mad do you?"

(Do I have to roll a bluff? I mean If I roll a 1 I get a 20 anyway.)

[Andre]

(go ahead and roll, a "1" counts as a negative 10 and "20" counts as a "30" .. I use that rule from the DMG .... granted they ARE gully dwarves but go ahead and roll anyways )

[darkalloy]

(Yeah I think I just planted a suggestion as per the epic hand book I rolled a 20 so i got a 52..... Weeeeeee!!!! Now I won't roll another 20 for 3 weeks..... Dangnabbit.)

[Andre]

" Sir ! Yes Sir ! "

With that the gully dwarves snap a salute and go back to digging a moat around the well, which they will no doubt continue working on until they die of old age

(30 XP, 30 RP to Rin )

[darkalloy]

(Or fall into onyx's lair.)