Lady Jacqueline's eyes flicker between Lox and the girls chained up behind him. Her face has an uncanny calm about her, knowing that the cogs in her mind were turning. She then glances around her, curious about any threat about them. Bravely, she asks Johannes quietly, "How much do you think we'd have to wager and bet for them?" When she locks eye contact with both Johannes and then Mikael when it was his turn, she looks at them seriously. Guys, we shouldn't fight in this round, if we can help it. There's quite a bit of people in here... Though, she doesn't actually say this aloud. After he walks up to Lox's table and asks about the rules, she also approaches the table and folds her arms over her chest. "I'd like to play, too, thanks."


[00:42, Today: Lady Jacqueline Raynelde rolled 11 using 1d20+6. Listen Check for sidequest.
00:42, Today: Lady Jacqueline Raynelde rolled 22 using 1d20+6. Spot Check for sidequest.

Those were general checks.

01:00, Today: Lady Jacqueline Raynelde rolled 19 using 1d20+5. Knowledge Local Check. For the game being played.
01:03, Today: Lady Jacqueline Raynelde rolled 23 using 1d20+8. Search Check for sidequest. Searching for traps/escapes.]
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Cheers roared out from the far table as someone won a big pot. Despite the crowded establishment, the air had a fairly pleasant scent, for it was heavily fragranced with something foreign and flowery; whatever it was, it worked well to mask the less pleasant odor of patrons. Mikael sipped from his Galian River Beer {five silver} and spoke with the barkeep, who replied, "Heh – you have to be a character to make it in the world kid." The halfling waiter climbed onto a small step attached to the bar (likely built there just for halflings) and slid an empty tray on the counter. The barkeep swiftly filled it with drinks and continued, "People win and lose. Can't cheat here though, unlike the slum taverns." He chuckled, "Folks here are too sharp for that – you'd get your throat cut in an instant." Taking away a laden tray, Mikael watched the halfing hop down from the step and dash across the room; it was almost an artform how he dodged all the large, clumsy legs. "Upstairs is for the girls, them and the customer. If you want a key and girl, pay here! It's 25 gold for Jenette, 26 for Gloria, and 30 for Lilac. Lilac used to be an acrobat you know; you'd never suspect humans could be that flexible!" Acting interested, Mikael stood and crossed the floor. Smoke from pipes twisting and dancing through the air stung his eyes as he walked through. Briefly, he climbed the steps and tried the upstairs door, but as the barkeep had mentioned, it was indeed locked – he returned to the base of the steps where he ran into Herr Johannes, stepping out of the bathroom. [Private to Herr Johannes: Stretching the width of the building the bathroom had an open trough along the north end, draining into the Aqueducts below (Johannes immediately recognized the familiar smell of victory latent beneath the spiced and scented air). On both the east and west ends were partial rooms, only a thin, shutter-like door in separating them from the trough; inside were toilets with a single window above, built exactly the same as those in the rest of the building (see below). A ceiling lantern helped with light in the middle room. When Johannes finished his business, he prayed; not the cleanest spot for doing so, but he prayed nonetheless. If the answer arose, it was hard to see, for even those who've sinned can perform great deeds.]

Sunlight seeped through windows in the Serpent Galleon, but the glass was so heavily fogged, not a single shape could be discerned on the other side. They were criss-crossed with thin metal rods, and would take a couple good hits of the sword to break through; in subtle ways, they built this place like a fortress. Johannes took this in, counting three windows on the east and west sides of the floor. No doubt the base of the windows were level with the ground, so that one climbing out would crawl right into the wide alleyways. Johannes then leaned on the stairs with Mikael, watching the gambling at play. "Do you know how to play that game?" "Perhaps," Mikael replied. "Galian dice games are much more complicated; this one looks pretty simple." The halfling waiter passed by, his tray empty once more, and Johannes flagged him over, asking him of the game. Both Johannes and Mikael had to crouch to hear what he was saying, but the small waiter replied, "Oh that? That's Over-Under Sevens. Two dice rolled, and you bet it'll be either be over seven, under seven, or seven. If you're right that it's over or under, you double your money. If you're right that it's seven, you get four times your money. Looks like Lox is playing as the house right now." Back to work, the halfling darted off beneath another pair of legs.

Meanwhile, Lady Jacqueline approached the table, feeling gutsy. Standing at the edge of the table, Lox and the others glanced upward, studying her from behind a thin haze of smoke. She knew the game, for it was often played in the underground rings of Herrod. Jacqueline folded her arms across her chest, "I'd like to play." There was a brief pause. . . until Lox laughed and said, "Take a seat!" gesturing to the only open space. The woman to Jacqueline's right {12}, with long black hair and a beauty mark on her cheek, held out a seat for her, smirking. "Hi," she cheerfully said as Jacqueline sat. The men returned to their current round of gambling. Next to his seat on the ground, Buddy's vase started rattling, but he casually rested a foot on it, keeping the scorpion inside from knocking it over. Lox was seated directly across from Jacqueline, studying her in between dice rolls, as one would a gambling opponent or new face. Jacqueline suddenly realized she was trembling and did her best to hide it; then, a soft hand touched her arm. It belonged to the woman with black hair, flowing out of a rimmed hat. "Relax," she whispered and smiled, as though it were from one best friend to another. "I'm Unaylen. It's five gold minimum bet. Goodluck hun!"


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Lady Jacqueline clenches her jaw ever so slightly, but places 5 gold on the table. "Thanks, Unaylen. I'm Jackie." Her street name from years ago. Ha. Fitting, but in case anyone had ideas of trying to figure out who she was, she wanted none of it. But at least someone had kind manners in here. Her eyes lift her gaze from Unaylen, and look up expectantly at Lox, waiting patiently.

[21:14, Today: Lady Jacqueline Raynelde rolled 12 using 1d20+6. Listen Check for sidequest.
21:14, Today: Lady Jacqueline Raynelde rolled 19 using 1d20+6. Spot Check for sidequest.
21:53, Today: Lady Jacqueline Raynelde rolled 18 using 1d20. Sense Motive. Unaylen.
06:26, Today: Lady Jacqueline Raynelde rolled 9 using 1d20. Sense Motive. Patron 14.
06:25, Today: Lady Jacqueline Raynelde rolled 14 using 1d20. Sense Motive. Patron 13.
06:25, Today: Lady Jacqueline Raynelde rolled 19 using 1d20. Sense Motive. Patron 12.
06:25, Today: Lady Jacqueline Raynelde rolled 10 using 1d20. Sense Motive. Patron 11.
06:25, Today: Lady Jacqueline Raynelde rolled 13 using 1d20. Sense Motive. Lox.]

"Over.. for me," she states firmly, locking her gaze with Lox. Her eyes were not threatening-- more, child-like than anything.
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I walk over to the gambling table stand off to Jacqueline's left to observe the game that's going on. To Jacqueline, acting more impaired than I am, "I already spent most of my coin on all these drinks. You'll have to get a bet in for me as well!"
{23:06, Today: Mikael Vaeltaja rolled 14 using 1d20+5. Sense Motive of Guard; SQ.
23:05, Today: Mikael Vaeltaja rolled 11 using 1d20+7. Listen Check, Situational Awareness, SQ2.
23:05, Today: Mikael Vaeltaja rolled 15 using 1d20+2. Spot Check, Situational Awareness, SQ2.}
I observe and talk to the others at the table and try to get sense of their attitudes and loyalties to Lox
{
03:05, Today: Mikael Vaeltaja rolled 10 using 1d20+5. Sense Motive, Patron 11 (Merchant); SQ2:TG.
03:05, Today: Mikael Vaeltaja rolled 22 using 1d20+5. Sense Motive, Patron 12 (Unaylen); SQ2:TG.
03:05, Today: Mikael Vaeltaja rolled 8 using 1d20+5. Sense Motive, Patron 13 (Man focused on Game); SQ2:TG.
03:05, Today: Mikael Vaeltaja rolled 11 using 1d20+5. Sense Motive, Patron 14 (Buddy); SQ2:TG.}

I watch Unaylen closely, she seems to be just a little too friendly. I wonder what her true motives are...
{
03:08, Today: Mikael Vaeltaja rolled 13 using 1d20+5. Sense Motive, Patron 12 (Unaylen); SQ2:TG.}
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I approach the table after the noticed acceptance of Jacqueline to their game and new found confidence because of it. I ask to join, but am declined, at least for now. While they set up the game I decide to ask the waiter a few questions. When I see he does not seem to know, I turn to engage in conversation with the various players. It is not difficult to be agreeable and friendly in my conversation toward them, which I make a point to be. They are including enough to, sort of, 'join in' on their jokes. They seem like a friendly enough sort -except that Lox. He is... less than polite, shall we say. I ask one more question before the game begins. "In that case, what about the guard. Does he work for the inn or one of you? Is he for sale?"

     I notice to myself how nonchalant they are, in the midst of their laughter and joviality, about the fact that those women are people, not possessions. They seem to ignore the fact that they are not only gambling for gold, but also people as a if they were just a possession to be had. They ignore the humanity of those women. They ignore the pains and hurts and soul of that -person- there. I remember that as I engage in conversation. Reminding myself why I am here.

     As we converse I do a series of considerations as we speak.

     How loyal to Lox do the rest of these people seem?

{01:45, Today: Secret Roll: Herr Johannes rolled 18 using 1d20. Sense Motive, Patron 14 (Buddy); SQ2:TG.
01:46, Today: Secret Roll: Herr Johannes rolled 16 using 1d20. Sense Motive, Patron 13 (Man focused on Game); SQ2:TG.
01:47, Today: Secret Roll: Herr Johannes rolled 9 using 1d20. Sense Motive, Patron 12 (Unaylen); SQ2:TG.
01:48, Today: Secret Roll: Herr Johannes rolled 8 using 1d20. Sense Motive, Patron 11 (Merchant); SQ2:TG.}

     Why is Unaylen being so friendly?

{01:50, Today: Secret Roll: Herr Johannes rolled 8 using 1d20. Sense Motive, Patron 12 (Unaylen); SQ2:TG.}

     [Private to GM: In all these sense motive checks I look inwardly as well for to listen to God's spirit, what is He saying about all this. "Lord, you are my wisdom," I pray inwardly, as I look withing about these questions. ]
     [Private to Lady Jacqueline Raynelde: I pray to myself nearly silently, "Lord, I think you for direction about this. I thank you for favor. You have God's favor because of Christ." I move up and I place my hand on Jacqueline's shoulder as I look intently at the roll about to be made on the table. I crouch over so my lips are near her ear when I pray this, so she hears it barely.]

     I as usual, keep my guard up, even if it does not look it, and I keep a look out for attacks and other aggressive action. I stay aware of my surroundings.

{01:29, Today: Secret Roll: Herr Johannes rolled 11 using 1d20+1. Listen Check, Situational Awareness; SQ2:TG.
01:28, Today: Secret Roll: Herr Johannes rolled 20 using 1d20+1. Spot Check, Situational Awareness; SQ2:TG.}
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After some conversation {See Sub-Character Chat}.

Herr Johannes asked, ". . .what about the guard. Does he work for the inn or one of you? Is he for sale?" "Not for sale," Lox curtly responded. "Ah, drinks!" The halfling waiter placed a tray full of glasses on the table, and players swiftly leaned forward to grab a glass. Buddy lifted his and swirled it around with an expression of mock disgust, "Ugh – who ordered us Viander's Whiskey?" "I did," Lox replied. "Don't tell me your stomach is too soft for that!?" "Heh – had a bad experience once. Ask Hugo, he'll tell you." "Actually, I think I remember that," chimed Unaylen, taking a sip of her own. "Was that the night with the flaming donkey? And we tied that guy who tried to cheat at cards on it?" Buddy chuckled with a wistful expression, "I had forgotten it was a donkey! That was a fun night." "Well for god's sake, give it to the girl. She'll make a wimp out of you," said Lox. Buddy passed his glass to Lady Jacqueline, who glanced at the strong-smelling liquor with some apprehension. Unaylen leaned toward her and whispered, "Don't let it touch the tongue." Unaylen raised her own glass to her lips and emptied half of it in a heartbeat. She gave Jacqueline a wink.

Lox rolled up his sleeves and placed two dice in a cup, "Kris, you in?" Kris {13} was counting in his head, considering a decision, until he replied, "How much did you say your unsold slave was, 65?" "That's right." He assembled a stack of coins, "16 gold, 3 silver. I'll put this against your slave on sevens!" People at the table smiled, laughed, and echoed with their support, wanting to see some excitement. Growing a wide grin, Lox said, "Now we have a game. I accept!" Dice shook vigorously in the cup, creating a clangor for several suspenseful seconds before releasing its contents onto the table. Two wooden dice frantically rolled toward the center; the first stopped right away on a 6. The last die spun on its corner like a top for a moment before slamming down on 4. "10, Over." "Yes!" Jacqueline shouted, some excitement escaping her. Cheers, roars, and a groan from Kris, the table was elated. Unaylen gently touched Jacqueline's shoulder, "Nice job!" Heart fluttering at the win, Jacqueline watched Lox push a lovely stack of 10 gold pieces her way, doubling her money. Not that he minded, for he received an even bigger stack from Kris who simply laughed in resignation.

07:46, Today: DM Ryan rolled 4 using 1d6. The Gambit, Dice Roll 2.
07:44, Today: DM Ryan rolled 6 using 1d6. The Gambit, Dice Roll 1.


Lox: He thoroughly enjoyed the game at hand, the risk, dice, and danger. Not to mention the drinks. Despite having a temper, he seemed most cheerful and agreeable when at the gambling table. Jacqueline wondered how unpleasant he would be outside of it. . .

Unaylen: In her mid-twenties, Unaylen was the most mysterious of them all, unquestioningly accepted by their company. 'She's practically the same age as me,' Jacqueline thought to herself. She seemed to have a measure of goodwill toward Jacqueline, happy to have another woman to bond with amidst a sea of male scoundrels. Suddenly, Jacqueline sympathized with her outgoing friendship completely. Unaylen seemed to regard Lox in a very casual way, indicating they'd known each other a long time.

Black Guard: Mikael watched the guard, but he stood there attentively, his face more still and emotionless than rock.

Buddy {14}: Puffing a pipe with some foreign kind of weed inside, Buddy was physically relaxed. But Johannes could see the sharp eyes beneath his large feathered hat, catching every tell in his opponents, contemplative. He'd be a difficult person to slip something past or trick. However, he never replied to Lox's sharp tongue with a retort, indicating a sign of respect or fear.

Kris {13}: He was disappointed at the loss of gold, but he chuckled about it nonetheless, clearly nothing he couldn't handle. In his chuckle, the party caught sight of two silver teeth near the front of his smile. Expensive replacements indeed. But despite his bandanna and outward appearance, he seemed very down to earth, far from eccentric. A businessman of sorts. He treated Lox as a friend, and vice versa.

Mitch {11}: Perhaps the least 'tough' among them, he was still welcome among their number – a trader of some kind. He couldn't hide some perturbation about his losses. Between his expensive garb and concern, money was certainly at the top of his priorities. Toward Lox, he never replied with an insult of his own; though he was accepted among them, he was certainly a lower standing.

Spot & Listen: People moved about the Serpent Galleon as usual, discussing and drinking and being rather pleasant. At first, the party considered this surprising, being a establishment of scoundrels, but then the party remembered these weren't low-brow folks, idiots, or brawlers. These were the most intelligent and experienced of scoundrels; the fools were filtered out long ago. For the same reasons, the gambling at the table was surprisingly honest. No doubt any cheating by one would be caught by another – and none were so foolish to risk death for an amount they could steal for within a week.
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I straighten my posture and say with confidence, "It looks like there's enough luck to go around and I still got a some gold left for the night. I got 8 gold, over." I relax my stance and lean against my spear that I still have in my hand. I keep a close eye on Lox to see his reaction and pay attention to his attitude during the situation.

{17:25, Today: Mikael Vaeltaja rolled 15 using 1d20+5. Sense Motive, Lox; SQ2:TG.}

While I seem to have my full attention to the game and the table I keep myself aware of area around me.

{7:27, Today: Mikael Vaeltaja rolled 13 using 1d20+7. Listen Check, Situational Awareness, SQ2.
17:27, Today: Mikael Vaeltaja rolled 21 using 1d20+2. Spot Check, Situational Awareness, SQ2.}

I also check around the room and at floors where I can see to look for any traps or hidden doors.

{17:31, Today: Mikael Vaeltaja rolled 9 using 1d20+4. Search Check, room for traps and hidden doors, SQ2.}

I turn to Herr Johannes. In a friendly, but joking manner, "Alright I know you can top a small bet like that. Let's see what you have, heh?"

Lady Jacqueline's lip curled a little in boldness. That drink is for the man outside, she thought to herself, not even wanting to touch it, based on its smell. "I'm ...calling seven," she called out confidently. She pulled out her gem from her bag and tenderly twisted it in her fingertips. "I happen to be looking for a few recruits, Lox..." She glances at the slaves and particularly to Aisha. "And I'd have a good use for them, over there. Would you be willing to place their worth on a bid," she adds a little weight to her charm, "...Lox?"

[00:51, Today: Lady Jacqueline Raynelde rolled 22 using 1d20+6. Listen Check for sidequest.
00:51, Today: Lady Jacqueline Raynelde rolled 23 using 1d20+6. Spot Check for sidequest.

00:54, Today: Lady Jacqueline Raynelde rolled 10 using 1d20. Sense Motive. Lox. Why is he trying to hide?
00:53, Today: Lady Jacqueline Raynelde rolled 6 using 1d20. Sense Motive. Lox. What's he trying to hide?

This is in regards to the buyer of Aisha.]
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I consider to myself What Lox could be hiding about the buyer of Aisha? and Also, Why he was hiding the identity of the buyer (of Aisha)?

{01:25, Today: Herr Johannes rolled 12 using 1d20. Sense Motive on Lox, Why is he hiding the buyer of Aisha?; SQ2:TG.
01:25, Today: Herr Johannes rolled 12 using 1d20. Sense Motive on Lox, What is he hiding about the buyer of Aisha?; SQ2:TG.}

Pleased with Lady Jacqueline's recent win, I pat her on the shoulder, and smile beneath my bandana.

I pray and look to God's direction.
I hear God speak to my heart, "You are my son, your have the same favor Jesus does, you have the blessing of Abraham because of Christ, NOW ACT LIKE IT!"
FAITH rises in my heart. Supernatural boldness overtakes me.

Emboldened by God's Word spoken to my heart, I move to the square south of Jaqueline next to the table. I draw 14 gold coins while I walk there and slam them on the table. "I offer this 14 gold on 7's for your slave, Mitch."
{If they tell me that is not how the rules work I will offer it as a bet against the house, if they still do not allow me to do that I will add that gold to the gem, Lady Jaqueline is betting for, that amount of gold x4 (14gp x 4 = 56gp), If they still have a problem with that I give her the gold to bet for that amount of gold back (56gp).}

"Here, Mikael, add that 8 gold to Lady Jaqueline's bet. They wanted to see a game? Lets show them one!" I look slyly at Mikael about this, raising an eyebrow. I speak to Mikael, but loud enough others can hear, so as to begin to get their mouth's watering.

"You all want to see a game?! Get ready then! Time for some real money, eh!?" I raise an eyebrow as I say the statement, with a slight chuckle and a smirk- indicating I see this is more than the last game but still something we can keep a light aire about. I draw out 50 more gold coins from under my cloak. I place it on the table as a pile. Letting the coins jingle and and shimmer as they come to rest.

"This is part of Jacqueline's bet. Lox, you have 200 coins you can bet against it? on ... 7s?" I pause for effect before speaking "7's" reminding them of the stakes.

I then see Jacqueline draw the gem from her pouch. Nearly flabbergasted, I exclaim,
     "I guess it REALLY is time for a real game! That gem is worth over 500 gold coins! You could not turn an offer down like that?! ...On 7's?! Lox, do you have 2000 gold coins to wager on this... no wait, 1750 Gold, plus the 2 slaves! Like she said! the 2 slaves plus the gold!" I really get excited about this, looking for the other players to follow my energy and get excited, especially after a little drink. I would even welcome everyone in the bar who overhears my exuberant talk. If Lox is hesitant, I am pushing him (emotionally) in front of everyone. His reputation depends on this. If he still resists, I will ask him, "You are not a coward? ... are you?" Questioning him like this in front of everyone would really push his reputation. {I will have my glave ready to respond with force if he tries to attack me. I would respond with a trip attack on Lox, if he tries to attack me.}

[Private to Lady Jacqueline Raynelde; Mikael Vaeltaja:
I speak quietly to my 2 companions, "Those dice will roll to add up to 7 in Jesus name! God gives us favor! Amen? (As in "you agree! Right?")"]

{01:26, Today: Secret Roll: Herr Johannes rolled 5 using 1d20+1. Listen Check, Situational Awareness; SQ2:TG.
01:26, Today: Secret Roll: Herr Johannes rolled 8 using 1d20+1. Spot Check, Situational Awareness; SQ2:TG.}
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Nodding, Lady Jacqueline teeters the gem back and forth gingerly. "Seven..." she says, taking in the build-up of Johannes' speech. "And this is my bid." She places the gem on the table, not lifting a finger off of it. "And it will only be a bid... in exchange for those slaves, and this guy's gold." She jabs a thumb to point at Johannes behind her, purses her lips, and raises her eyebrows expectantly. "That makes it out to be... a whole two slaves and 2,000 gold, versus this here pretty gem and 72 [DM Ryan - 64] gold coins..."

[02:11, Today: Lady Jacqueline Raynelde rolled 8 using 1d20+6. Listen Check for sidequest.
02:11, Today: Lady Jacqueline Raynelde rolled 21 using 1d20+6. Spot Check for sidequest.]
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He dropped a sack of gold coins on the table, several spilling out of the top and landing with a clink. Herr Johannes, hooded with a bandanna masking his lower face, let go of the sack and called out the bet. Next to Jacqueline's gem, it made for a lavish pile of loot. Most conversation in the room died down as their attention was drawn to the gamble, for people knew entertainment when it came. The scoundrels at the table chimed, "Now these folks know how to play!" Lady Jacqueline gave a momentary glance at Unaylen who tipped her hat in response, a gesture that said respect.

When Johannes brought attention to Jacqueline's gem, Lox replied with an unnerving smirk, as though he knew something they didn't. "Obvious bullshit," he uttered. "If you thought your gem was actually worth 500 gold piece, you wouldn't be betting for slaves – you'd be out buying three or four of your own. You probably don't even realize yet your damn gem is made of glass, but I don't blame you for trying." He gave a rather unpleasant chuckle. Patrons drifted over toward the table, standing a respectable distance while they spectated; an orc whispered a comment into the ear of one goblin who began giggling.

Buddy, Kris, and the others watched Lox with curiosity, earnestly wondering what he was going to do next. Lox felt his goatee from chin to tip, calculating, "Your glass rock and 50 gold piece on sevens is enough for both my slaves." Unaylen cut in, "Are you sure you want to accept that Lox? The Olseeni girl is already sold; if the buyer's upset with you, you're on your own." Lox started laughing heartily, "Eh, what's he going to do? Besides, this right here is what I live for! You guys got yourselves a game!" The crowd cheered and echoed their support, primed to see one hell of a dice roll.

But Johannes wasn't quite finished. He dropped another pile of 14 gold piece, offering a simultaneous bet against Mitch for his own slave. Lox looked at Mitch, "That's your call." Mitch hungrily eyed the coins, "Alright, I'll accept." Slowly, Lox rolled up both sleeves, arms held outward for all to see. Placing two wooden dice in a cup, he lifted and started to shake; the rattling filled the Serpent Galleon with suspense. "64 gold piece and a glass gem, sevens. If you win, you get all three slaves. Are you ready? . ."


Spot, Listen, & Sense Motive: Arms bare and exposed, Lox did everything transparently, as was customary among such crowds. There didn't appear to be any cheating. But Mikael noticed something much more surprising: Lox's laughter had the slightest stuttering, a difficult thing to catch. It only seemed to arise after Unaylen's warning. If Mikael didn't know any better, he'd say Lox might be afraid of his buyer. . .

Search Check: Mikael briefly wandered the room. He didn't find any secret doors, but he did find an unattended drink! Hmm. . . to swipe or not to swipe?

Whispers: Lady Jacqueline listened and caught the orc whispering,
Orc: Those are some ugly-looking slaves.
Goblin: They're humans. They're all ugly!
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I look at the gem on the table to see what it's really worth. I also observe what Lox is saying about the gem to determine if he's genuine about believing it is worth 50 gold.

{18:17, Today: Mikael Vaeltaja rolled 9 using 1d20+5. Sense Motive, Lox on the value of the gem; SQ2:TG.
18:16, Today: Mikael Vaeltaja rolled 17 using 1d20+3. Appraise check; gem's value; {SQ2:TG}.}

After all the bets are placed I pay close attention to the dice and the other players to make sure no one is cheating or doing anything to get an unfair advantage.

{18:18, Today: Mikael Vaeltaja rolled 21 using 1d20+3. Spot Check, cheating, SQ2.}

Confidently to the table. "That gem is worth way more than 50 gold! You can't pull that over on us. It's not our first time with a little bit of treasure. You said so yourself, this is what you live for. We could just take the gem and buy what we want ourselves. You see Lox, after more than 200 years somethings just tend to get a little stale. If we wanted to do things the easy and boring way we wouldn't have stepped foot in here. Now where's the fun in that?"

Bluff check for convincing Lox of the value of the gem and our intentions.
{20:49, Today: Mikael Vaeltaja rolled 12 using 1d20+9. Bluff check; against Lox for the gem's value. SQ2.}
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I watch the game closely for cheating or slight of hand. I watch that the dice do not seem rigged or weighted. (part of my last post I rolled, but now I am posting it here, as part 2 of the post)
{03:16, Today: Herr Johannes rolled 21 (NAT 20!) using 1d20+1. Spot Check, for cheating; SQ2 TG.}

Upon Lox's disbelief in the gems worth and effort to devalue it, I ask for the gem. I take a close look at it to get a better idea of its true value.
{18:16, Today: Secret Roll: Herr Johannes rolled 18 using 1d20+1. Appraise Check, on Gem of Jacqueline; SQ2:TG.}

I also consider what else I may know about this gem.
{18:52, Today: Secret Roll: Herr Johannes rolled 17+3 (20) using 1d20+1+(+3). Knowledge (Religion), on Gem of Jacqueline; SQ2:TG.
18:52, Today: Secret Roll: Herr Johannes rolled 13 using 1d20+1. Knowledge (Nobility and Royalty), on Gem of Jacqueline; SQ2:TG.
18:51, Today: Secret Roll: Herr Johannes rolled 4 using 1d20+1. Knowledge History, on Gem of Jacqueline; SQ2:TG.
18:49, Today: Secret Roll: Herr Johannes rolled 4 using 1d20+1. Knowledge Arcana, on Gem of Jacqueline; SQ2:TG.
18:48, Today: Secret Roll: Herr Johannes rolled 9 using 1d20+3. Knowledge Adventure, on Gem of Jacqueline; SQ2:TG.}

I hear Lox response and I am incredulous! Who does he think he is!? I observe him closely in regards to his devaluing of the gem.
{18:35, Today: Secret Roll: Herr Johannes rolled 20 (NAT 20!) using 1d20. Sense Motive, of Lox's response to the gem; SQ2:TG.}

[Private to Lady Jacqueline Raynelde; Mikael Vaeltaja: I whisper to my party members, "If the gem is so valueless, lets trade it for gold instead then!"]

I also consider Unaylen's caution to lox about the buyer. What are they trying to hide!?
{18:44, Today: Secret Roll: Herr Johannes rolled 12 using 1d20. Sense Motive, of Unaylen's caution to Lox; SQ2:TG.}

As always I keep my eyes and ears open, on guard for information and the threat of an attack or theft.
{18:25, Today: Secret Roll: Herr Johannes rolled 19 using 1d20+1. Listen Check, Situational Awareness; SQ2:TG.
18:25, Today: Secret Roll: Herr Johannes rolled 13 using 1d20+1. Spot Check, Situational Awareness; SQ2:TG.}

{I ready an action to attack Lox if he tries to attack us. 3 power attack.}
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[20:51, Today: Lady Jacqueline Raynelde rolled 16 using 1d20+3. Sense Motive. Unaylen's response to Lox.
20:50, Today: Lady Jacqueline Raynelde rolled 23 using 1d20+3. Sense Motive. Lox's response to the gem.
20:49, Today: Lady Jacqueline Raynelde rolled 21 using 1d20+7. Spot check for sidequest. Anyone cheating?
20:49, Today: Lady Jacqueline Raynelde rolled 26 using 1d20+7. Spot check for sidequest. General awareness.
20:47, Today: Lady Jacqueline Raynelde rolled 22 using 1d20+7. Listen Check for sidequest.
20:45, Today: Lady Jacqueline Raynelde rolled 14 using 1d20+5. Knowledge Local on gem.
20:45, Today: Lady Jacqueline Raynelde rolled 14 using 1d20+3. Knowledge Nature  on gem.
20:45, Today: Lady Jacqueline Raynelde rolled 18 using 1d20+3. Knowledge Nobility/Royalty on gem.
20:44, Today: Lady Jacqueline Raynelde rolled 20 using 1d20+3. Knowledge History on gem.
20:43, Today: Lady Jacqueline Raynelde rolled 20 using 1d20+3. Bluff check about gem.
20:43, Today: Lady Jacqueline Raynelde rolled 5 using 1d20+3. Appraise check the gem.
21:36, Today: Lady Jacqueline Raynelde rolled 23 using 1d20+10. Slight of hand. Pulling out her dagger (in her sleeve) in the event of danger.

I have to get to the details of how much gold I have, but I know I have above 50.]

Lady Jacqueline smoothly drew back the gem and half-shrugged. "Weeeeeell, if you find this so valueless, I could just put this away and put down 10 gold..." She pulls out a small pouch that chitters a metalic whisper. "10 gold coins in place of my gem." A little entertained by his response, she smirks and simply adds more to the weight of the game. "Just for kicks and giggles--" her hand sets down a stack of ten more gold coins from the last round, "-- we'll add this to the pot for the reward of forty more gold in addition to the slaves." In the back of her mind, she readies to throw a dagger in a sneak attack (or attack if sneak attack is unavailable) against any of the party surrounding them who would attampt to attack her-- and/or her comrades, for that matter. Her dagger is safe within her sleeve.
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"I still got some gold left. How abut we make this just a little more interesting. My last 8 gold I got with me 7's!" After I lay my gold down on the table a take a step back to where I was standing. I move my spear into my left hand to look non-threatening, but I have the palm of my right hand resting in my dagger beneath my robe to be ready for anything.

"For an elf, you're fuckin' stupid," Lox said to Mikael. "Take that shit bauble off the table." With a confident smirk, Lady Jacqueline picked up the gem and played with it in her fingers. She briefly watched the green and orange colors dance around eachother. It was only now she noticed the colors slightly moving inside, slowly, barely noticable. But what bothered her the most was that she had no idea what it was, or what it was for. Jacqueline handed the gem to Herr Johannes who stood over her shoulder. Turning it over in his hands, he realized – to some grief – Lox was right; the gem was indeed made of glass. However, the edges were cut so sharply, so exact, that it was no surprise they took it for a gemstone. The colors gently moved around one another, like watching a cloud move on a windless day. 'Is this thing hollow? Are those colors. . . gases?' Herr Johannes thought to himself. A puzzle for another day. He placed it back in Jacqueline's bag.

Jacqueline placed a stack of coins on the table, "This should suffice." Lox had been stiff in his seat, angered that they'd attempt to persist in their ruse, thinking they were trying to bluff him. He grimly nodded, "That'll do." "And this," Mikael added, dropping some gold pieces of his own on the table. "Sevens. Just a little something for myself." Breaking his darkened expression with a chuckle, Lox said, "You fools got a lot riding on sevens! If that roll doesn't turn up, you're in for one hell of a loss." "We'll see," Herr Johannes declared with his unbroken confidence. "8 gold piece for the elf. 60 against my two slaves. 14 against Mitch's slave. . . All on sevens." The crowd watched in silent anxiety, an unnerving eagerness to see the result; this was real excitement.

Sleeves rolled up to his shoulders, Lox picked up the two wooden dice once more. As was the custom, he held out his arms extended, for all to see (a Shan-tai tradition), and placed the dice in the cup. It was clean of cheating, pure chance. He began to shake the dice. Jacqueline shivered in her chair and grasped the edge to steady herself. Despite keeping his countenance composed, Johannes could feel a cry in his stomach beckoning for it to be done with. Lox released the dice onto the table, and each bounce seemed to go in slow motion.

Wooden dice danced on the center of the table. Spectators were breathless. The first landed on a -2- {22:13, Today: DM Ryan rolled 2 using 1d6. The Gambit, Dice Roll 1.}.

The second bounced rapidly, flipping between numbers in a fury, before falling on. . . -6- {22:16, Today: DM Ryan rolled 6 using 1d6. The Gambit, Dice Roll 2.}.

Amidst cheers, cries, groans, and laughter, Lox gazed up at the adventurers with the most unpleasant smile of satisfaction on his face. "Over. You Lose. . ."


Sense Motive: Not appreciating a glass jewel being put off as a gemstone, Lox appeared adamant in his fury. Unaylen's warning seemed casual on the surface, but it was earnest, some concern for his well-being. Apparently, this buyer was no person to screw over.

"Loaded dice," she murmurs to Mikael. Jacqueline smirks, and politely laughs, catching a glance of the girl in the corner. "What's their burden anyway? An unpaid debt to someone?" The question was pointed to no one in particular, but she thought she'd ask out of curiosity.

Part I:

In frustration I slam my leather, gauntlet, covered fist on the table. "GAAAA!" I point to Mikael, "Check those dice for being weighted!"

I wait to hear the result and ask for a reroll if he says they are. I ask for a new pair of dice then. If the results are still unfavorable or are anything other than winning back our gold and the slaves I proceed with my specified actions and speech (with my whole post).

"And I will have you know Lox, we were not trying to cheat you with the gem." I speak with restrained anger. "I have to use the water closet!" I speak to my party a moment hushed in my anger, "I think it is about time we leave, unless you really had enough left to go upstairs." [Private to Lady Jacqueline Raynelde; Mikael Vaeltaja: "If you have to use the can before we go, now would be a good time," I say quietly with a dead serious look in my eye.]
     I turn to leave to the bathroom, before I reach it however, I walk past Unaylen and whisper to her harshly, "Just what is your buyer planning on doing to that girl anyways?! Who is this buyer, I would like to know..." I walk away in a huff.

      I reach the bathroom and turn to use a toilet. [Private to Lady Jacqueline Raynelde; Mikael Vaeltaja: I take the glass of whiskey from Jacqueline when she enters the bathroom. I speak quietly to Jacqueline, "Use the bathroom then wait for us in this entry way here. Warn us if anyone comes in." I enter the men's bathroom on the left and go in a stall. Once I am in the stall, I sit and act like I am taking a crap. But while I do that, I get my pack out and get out 2 torches, and the bottle of oil I had in there without a fuse, and 3 other bottles of oil with fuses. I remove one of the pouches from my belt containing 4 wicked oils. I pour my bottle of oil with no fuse into the drink Jacqueline brought into the bathroom and gave me. I get up from the toilet and put my gear back on. I light the torch. I then get the 3 bottles of oil with the wicks in them and light them. I exit the stall and I motion to Jacqueline to come over. "Watch for anyone to walk in, we need to act like these are lamps if someone comes in... set them on a windowsill or sink like a candle." {Listen check? Sleight of hand check? or Bluff here?} I hand 1 bottle with a fuse to Jacqueline and 2 to Mikael. "Hand me 2 bags of your marbles please, Jacqueline." "Mikael, here take this torch, 2 oils, and put this pouch on your belt as well." I hand Mikael the lit torch and stuff the other unlit torch in my belt. I take the 2 bags of marbles and put them on my belt where the oil pouch had been. We chat about our plans {see our seperate chat} I whisper quietly into their ears. "Jacqueline, sneak that lit oil up to the top of the stairs and set it on the edge. Have your bow slung on your shoulder inconspicuously. Shoot when we are in position." "Mikael, sneak that oil and torch out after I spill the 2nd bag of marbles." "I am going to make a distraction."] I then leave the bathroom with the drink in hand.

{Checks for the bathroom:
Hide
Move Silently
Spot
Listen

01:05, Today: Secret Roll: Herr Johannes rolled 3 using 1d20+1. Listen Check, Situational Awareness; SQ2:TG.
01:05, Today: Secret Roll: Herr Johannes rolled 5 using 1d20+1. Spot Check, Situational Awareness; SQ2:TG.
01:08, Today: Secret Roll: Herr Johannes rolled 7 using 1d20. Hide Check, in Bathroom; SQ2:TG.
01:08, Today: Secret Roll: Herr Johannes rolled 10 using 1d20. Move Silently Check, in Bathroom; SQ2:TG.}
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Jacqueline casually waits for Mikael's bluff, only half-curious to see Lox's response. She then hastily takes up the whiskey offered to her earlier and then slowly walks towards the bathroom, weight bearing down in each step. When out of sight of the other spectators, she swaps her things (marbles, drink, and flaming oil) all in order. Her quiver of arrows is readied for a new round, her dagger is away, and her bow neatly draped around her shoulders and ready for a swift grab if necessary. When the oil is lit, she walks silently, unnoticed, to the edge of the top of the stairs (G9) to their exit. She then waits for Johannes' signal.

[00:34, Today: Lady Jacqueline Raynelde rolled 9 using 1d20+8. Hide Check for sidequest.
00:35, Today: Lady Jacqueline Raynelde rolled 10 using 1d20+7. Listen Check for sidequest.
00:35, Today: Lady Jacqueline Raynelde rolled 25 using 1d20+7. Spot Check for sidequest.
00:35, Today: Lady Jacqueline Raynelde rolled 24 using 1d20+8. Move Silently Check for sidequest.
01:13, Today: Lady Jacqueline Raynelde rolled 17 using 1d20+10. Slight of Hand Check. Hiding the lamp.]
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Part II

I then walk out the bathroom to check if I left anything at the table. "Here, I need to check if I left anything under the table near where Jacqueline was sitting." I set my drink on the table. I look far under the table, nearly climbing underneath it. "Where did I leave that pouch..." I get out 2 bags of marbles while I am under the table. "Aha, here it is! Opps!" I spill 1 bag of marbles 'accidentally' under Lox's chair {A7} while I search down there for my stuff. While I climb out to help clean them up I reach up onto the table from below and spill my drink 'accidentally' all over the table as I climb out (causing further distraction for Jacqueline as she ascends the stairs). "Oh no! So much for that whiskey. What a mess!" I growl. I then walk out around the table to help clean up after Jacqueline has ascended the stairs. I then bump into the stairs trying to avoid Unaylen and 'spill' the second bag of marbles at the base of the stairs {C8}. "Arg! This game seemed to get me all shaken up with adrenaline!" I cautiously, {at half speed} walk to the other side of them, up the stairs after Mikeal passes me, providing cover for him from view. I walk up to D9, passing by Mikael. Mikael walked out of the bathroom, after I spilled the second bag of marbles, with the lit torch and 2 lit flaming oil pints (spear and torch in one hand, 2 oils in the other).

At this moment Jacqueline's arrow sails past me aiming for Lox's heart. At the same time I attack with my guisarme. I stab at the guard with both hands firmly grasping my guisarme from my position of high ground upon the stairs {D9}.

{02:26, Today: Herr Johannes rolled 10 using 2d4+7. DMG on Black Guard, 2 PWR ATK; SQ2:TG.
02:25, Today: Herr Johannes rolled 10 using 1d20+5. AR against Black Guard, 2 PWR ATK; SQ2:TG.}

I, now having everyone's attention, use my elevated position to provide them with an eloquent speech.
"Attention everyone, our only quarrel here is with LOX. We have no quarrel with you unless you make us, feel free to ignore this dispute or leave to avoid the bloodshed. But stay at YOUR OWN RISK! {If Mitch tries to leave with his slave and my gold I speak directly to him "LEAVE THE SLAVE! AND THE GOLD!"}

"Unaylen, Mitch, Kris, Buddy, You all are really quite fun people to play with, however certain events have occurred which cause our dispute with Lox. If you would kindly step out of the way we can resolve this matter quickly and simply. I would not want any of you to be hit by the crossfire. Thank You."

"Mr. Barkeep!, Hugo Hawkins is is? Listen to me well. We will not hesitate to burn this place to the ground, unless you do what we say. Make Lox give us the gold back we lost and the slaves. Then we leave and you do not have to deal with us again. You try to call someone on us or stop us, and we set this place on fire and burn it to ash. You have a nice place here, do not make us destroy it. I had hoped it would not come to this, but it did.

REMEMBER ALL! IF THIS PLACE BURNS TO THE GROUND WITH YOU IN IT, YOU WILL DIE. YOU KNOW YOUR WICKED DEEDS BETTER THAN ANYONE, DO NOT THINK YOU ARE BLAMELESS. ARE YOU WILLING TO BET YOUR LIFE YOU WILL NOT GO TO HELL? YOU THINK IT HURTS TO BURN YOUR HAND? THINK OF YOUR WHOLE BODY BEING CONSUMED BY FIRE DAY AND NIGHT! for all eternity!

THAT OIL YOU JUST TASTED LOX WAS ONLY A FORETASTE OF THINGS TO COME IF YOU DO NOT YIELD.

LEAVE OUR GOLD ON THE TABLE AND THE SLAVES OR WE WILL MAKE SURE YOU DIE THIS DAY! CALL OFF YOUR GUARD. Are you sure hell does not exist? Are you sure you would not go there? Think about it!

Unaylen, I did want to say, I am amazed that you would so freely participate in a slave trade like this. I am sure you grew up on the streets, You know what it is like, yet you send this girl to her doom anyways? To be raped day after day? Would you really wish that life on anyone? Do you want to die knowing you perpetuated that suffering? You are better than this. Look at them, where is the hope? Would you really wish a life like that on someone else? Do not steal their hope, do you want their blood on your hands? Day after day, you can remember the suffering you could have stopped. The pain. So much pain..."

Acutely aware from my senses being increased by my sympathetic nervous system my body is flooded with adrenaline and I make an effort to stay aware.
{22:03, Today: Secret Roll: Herr Johannes rolled 3 using 1d20+1. Listen Check, Situational Awareness; SQ2:TG.
22:03, Today: Secret Roll: Herr Johannes rolled 7 using 1d20+1. Spot Check, Situational Awareness; SQ2:TG.}
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Without a word I quickly snatch the dice in my hand and look at them closely, paying attention to how they feel.

I proclaim loud enough for those away from the table, "I knew it! Weighted dice!" I lower my voice so just those at the table can hear. "Lox has been cheating the whole night! First with the scorpion. How many of you knew that the scorpion had a shell thick enough that the snake would never be able to bite through? And now he cheats with his dice."

{01:02, Today: Mikael Vaeltaja rolled 29 using 1d20+9. Bluff check; accusing Lox of weighted dice. SQ2.
01:18, Today: Mikael Vaeltaja rolled 20 using 1d20+3. Appraise check; check if dice are fair. SQ2.}

More directed at Lox and with less anger in my voice. "I think we can look past those dice if you just give a reroll... a fair, roll this time."

{If we don't get a reroll}
"I have had enough of this place too. Just a little too much excitement for one night. We've got a little bit of a walk out of town. I'll get hit the can as well."
I follow Johannes to the bathroom. I take the item and equipment from Johannes and I wait in the bathroom while he leaves.

Once I hear Johannes spill the marbles I make my way out of the bathroom and up the stairs to Johannes at half speed. I move silently try to remain unnoticed while concealing the torch and oil pot. I stay aware as I exit.

{01:22, Today: Mikael Vaeltaja rolled 17 using 1d20+7. Listen Check, Situational Awareness, SQ2.
01:21, Today: Mikael Vaeltaja rolled 16 using 1d20+3. Spot Check, Situational Awareness, SQ2.}

{01:13, Today: Mikael Vaeltaja rolled 13 using 1d20+3. Move Silently; Exiting the bathroom and walking up the stairs. SQ2.
01:13, Today: Mikael Vaeltaja rolled 26 using 1d20+8. Slight of Hand; Concealing equipment. SQ2.}
I take position on the stairs {C9} and I throw my oil pot at Lox.
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Upon Johannes' signal, she shoots an arrow at Lox.

[01:39, Today: Lady Jacqueline Raynelde rolled 11 using 1d20+6. Attack roll.
01:40, Today: Lady Jacqueline Raynelde rolled 2 using 1d6+1. damage (if it hits).]
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Flying past Herr Johannes' shoulder like a small bird, a crossbow bolt shot into the wall. Johannes glanced at the feathered end several inches from his ear. And then he said to Mikael, "It's a shame they didn't buy that bluff earlier." Mikael replied, "Yea. When they had Hugo check and show it was fine, I thought I was done for." From the stairs, the party had a decent view of the entire tavern; of course that also meant the tavern had a decent view of them. The wooden balustrade was only waist high, and that was all that separated them from the incoming swords, that and height from the stairs. After Jacqueline released an arrow at Lox, it didn't take long for the tavern to come alive with weapons, all eyes pointed unnervingly toward the party. Although there was much shouting, mostly obscenities, the words 'Kill them' and 'A slave to whoever guts 'em' were prominent.

Johannes continued speaking with Mikael having just missed a swing with his guisarme, "I'll admit, I think I judged Unaylen wrong. Didn't expect her to reply my questions with a dagger pointed at me." "Women," muttered Mikael, his eyes following the brawny black guard as he twirled a scimitar over his head. "And you got Lox with that oil flask, but unfortunately, it didn't ignite." "Yea, at least the marbles are in place." Mikael twirled his spear in a mocking display. If it wasn't for his elven height and the stairs, the black guard would tower over him. Jacqueline watched the courtesans beneath her fleeing from the couch toward the bar. "Enough chit chat boys. Something tells me this won't be easy." Lox was standing across the table, along with everyone else; his glare could frighten down a charging bull. Some black oil stains marred his dull green shirt. But he had blood on his mind.

Whistling a song as it cut through the air, the black guard swung his sword in a wide and flat arc above the railing. It left a deep, ugly gash in Mikael's abdomen {Hit ~ Critical: 11 Dmg.}. Unaylen pushed her chair aside and almost casually walked toward the steps with her rapier in hand. She took one look at the marbles, smirked, and stepped into them; her small and graceful feet walked through with considerable ease. Pointed at the elf, Unaylen held her thin and narrow sword outstretched, light on her feet, as would a fencer. "You know you're going to die now, right?" She donned a confident smirk but only held her sword at the ready, inviting him to make the first move.

Buddy ran across the breadth of the room. Johannes looked for a chance to take a jab at him with his polearm, but it never came {Tumbled}. Stepping on the lavish red couch which the courtesans had just fled from, he placed one foot the wall. The other foot stepped on a wooden support beneath the stairs, not wasting a moment. In a remarkable feat of acrobatics, still using the momentum he'd gained from running, he bounced his weight from one vertical to the other, nearly reaching the ceiling in a few short hops. Hardly a couple seconds later, he adeptly leaped over the railing and nearly fell into Jacqueline at the top of the stairs – to her surprise. His sword was sheathed for that demanding stunt. Buddy held his arms wide as if to give Jacqueline a hug. "Hey babe. You aren't leaving without a kiss are ya?" He didn't even lose his feather hat. Jacqueline had to admit she was impressed.

{In Combat Rounds}

[Mikael Vaeltaja holding spear, torch, and two lit oil flasks in hands. Error: this is not possible. Torch and one lit oil flask automatically dropped in the bathroom.]




DM's Note – You guys definitely covered all your bases. But I want to point out that Mikael's Bluff (success or failure) and Herr Johanne's lengthy series of distractive actions both may well have had consequences that'd interrupt the chain of actions up to that interval. I took the lenient route and let things play out for multiple reasons (not the least of which was curiosity lol). This isn't a warning, but I just want you to be 'aware' when making those far reaching posts.

{13:06, Today: Mikael Vaeltaja rolled 5 using 1d3+2. Oil pot damage.}