[RP] Play-By-Post Pathfinder

The man in scale mail -who introduced himself as Arius to the one who joined the game last- didn’t mind sharing rooms, as it is good to have a roof to sleep under to begin with.

Anyone who would tilt their head towards his backpack could see some long sticks protruding from it, most likely implying that Arius possessed either a small tent or -for whatever reason- literally just some long sticks.

The main reason why Arius chose to stay at the inn is simply food. There were also other reasons such as reconnaissance and making contacts, but nothing motivates mankind more than food. And the inn has some good food.

((One: What’s a copper coin called? Two: Can I roll 1d10 to see how much copper coins I lost?))

Sunset has come, but not yet entirely gone; as you step out into the cold evening air, there’s still some light to see by.

The young man, Savil, lowers his voice, glancing up at you like he’s letting you in on a secret. “Messire Kaver hasn’t told me all the details, but… the baron of these lands is hiding something. I don’t know exactly what it is, but… I think it’s something that could make him look really bad, if it got out. We’re going to find out for sure what it is, and get proof of it, and then everyone will have to see he’s up to no good.”

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He nods earnestly. “We could go up to your room? …Or you could come back to my family’s house, if you’d rather?”

[Copper coins are “bits” or “copper bits”. Also, yes, you can do that.]

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“Very well, your home it is. Lead the way.”

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@discobot roll 1d10

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:game_die: 3

The masked man moved to look over the man in scale mail’s shoulder. “Unusual blade you have there,” he said in an even tone.

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((All things considered, that really is not too much of a loss. I’ll take it!))

((…welp. Arius simply continues to play (and lose), so I guess there is nothing for him to do besides waiting until Squirrel’s character approaches me?))

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A child, probably one of his siblings, tugs at his tunic as he walks in the door. “Vinketo Vinketo did you hear about the DRAGON?”

“Not now, Evia–”

“Rabbit’s little sister told me he saw a REAL DRAGON in the woods!”

“She was probably exaggerating. There aren’t any real dragons in the woods. …Maybe in the forest, but they don’t come near our village.” He gives you a look as if to say ‘little kids, am I right?’, before attempting to make his way from the central kitchen/dining room/living space to the attached bedroom.

Are any celestial bodies other than the sun visible?

The moon is visible (and has been for a couple hours, even before sunset), but the stars won’t be out for another ~20 minutes

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Arius’ eyes lit up upon hearing the mention of his sword. “Why thank you for noticing! It is quite a nice cutting tool, if I say so myself.” He chuckles, before inspecting his new conversation partner.

“You seem to be collecting some nice swords yourself. It’s not often that I meet people who use two swords– I assume one is a reserve sword then?” Arius asked with a confident smile.

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He gives a conspiratorial look to Savil.

“Want any help with that?”

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“Oh, yes, that would be great!” He frowns. “…Except, Messire Kaver would be mad if he knew what I told you…”

“Hardly. One is for my right-” The masked man held out one of the blades for the man to see (pommel facing Arius). It was a short sword, with a single edge and a thin hilt. “-and one is for my left.”

He held out his other blade. This one was a short dueling dagger, with a wide hilt. “Gives your opponent twice as much to overthink when you’re in a fight - I’ve found most people are curiously deficient in their ability to handle dual weapons, especially when compared to shield and single weapon combat. Which is fascinating when you consider the massive overlap between the styles. I think it has to do with the psychol-”

He paused, realizing that he hadn’t even introduced himself yet. “Er, anyways. I’m Drakor.”

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“That’s fair. But consider this: the baron is likely an authority figure with a substantial base of power. Additional help, especially of the magical variety, is worth stepping on eggshells for.”

Arius laughs audibly. “The name’s Arius. Pleasure to meet ya.” He then raised his cards slightly up to get Drakor’s attention, before lowering them back downwards. “Are you up for a round? Games are always more fun when played with more people.”

(“And I would like to not be the only loser today”, he thinks to himself.)

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He nods. “What are you offering?”

Drakor chuckled. “If they’ll let me. I’ve been kicked out of a few gambling establishments before.”

He glanced curiously at the other players.

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