"Ah, Master Glarold," Miron says in his smoothest voice after the man introduced himself, "it is a pleasure to be in the Perky Pick.  I have been in many inns during my travels and I must say that this is lovely.  It's always a good sign when the inn is packed with patrons relaxing after a good day's work no doubt."

As Miron greets the innkeeper, Kazmak carefully choses a seat that he thinks will better allow him to fine-tune his ears into picking up the murmur of the conversation. What are people talking about?

Yared enters with his entourage (except the groom, who's left with the animals). And looks over the miners, it is obvious that darkness has fallen over their souls and that it is time for that darkness to be lifted.

OOC: considering doing a performance using my magical spells of the day to impress the miners but don't want to do it if the party is going to head into the mine before I can recover my spells. What say you? Go today or tomorrow?

OOC: do as you please, as Iowain at this time is in Cadsandria likely eating whole bran bread, raw onions, mutton jerky, and parsley in remonstrance to his stomach's hunger pains. Maybe he found a job by now, maybe he didn't. Either way his bowels will pay for their insubordination.
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Quote from: Drohem;723236"Ah, Master Glarold," Miron says in his smoothest voice after the man introduced himself, "it is a pleasure to be in the Perky Pick.  I have been in many inns during my travels and I must say that this is lovely.  It's always a good sign when the inn is packed with patrons relaxing after a good day's work no doubt."

"Yes, thank you," mutters Glarold. "What can i get you? A meal, some ale, a room?"

Quote from: The Butcher;723271As Miron greets the innkeeper, Kazmak carefully choses a seat that he thinks will better allow him to fine-tune his ears into picking up the murmur of the conversation. What are people talking about?

Like most public gatherings, the vast majority of talk is about mundane matters, but there is an undercurrent of tension in the room, as of unspoken fear. The lack of work in the mine seems to weigh heavily on more than one mind.

Your group gets more than one lingering glance - taking in your appearance, your gear, and your disposition.

Quote from: Opaopajr;723903OOC: do as you please, as Iowain at this time is in Cadsandria likely eating whole bran bread, raw onions, mutton jerky, and parsley in remonstrance to his stomach's hunger pains. Maybe he found a job by now, maybe he didn't. Either way his bowels will pay for their insubordination.
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After some investigation, it appears as though a mission for injured or out of work miners is looking for someone to help out around the place. Mending old shirts, a bit of cleaning, laundry, that sort of thing.

You'll get fed once a day and also get a bed in lieu of payment, should you need it.

Yared decides to put on a show for the miners and the rest of the bar after the rest of the party has had time to gather some information. Ahead of time he asks permission from the barkeep to put on a small performance in the middle of the bar for the benefit of his patrons, he'll pay a tip in order to do this if necessary.

If he gets permission Yared will cast Resist Fire on himself and Light on one of his GPs ahead of time. He will also douse himself (as discreetly as possible) in oil and dump some water on the floor where he's standing and make sure that he's standing well clear of anything flammable. He doesn't want to light anything on fire.

He plans to begin to preach, with his servants standing behind him to echo his words and chant, to preach of the glory of the King in Splendor and how although the mines are beset by darkness, they will be illuminated with light as bright as the sun.

As soon as attention in his preaching begins to wane, Yared is assuming that the local patrons won't have much patience for it, he'll set himself on fire using his flint and steel in the most theatrical manner possible. As the fires burn bright, Yared will shout out: "the fire consumes the darkness, but those who walk in light are not consumed!"

At that point, Yared will launch into the main body of his preaching concerning the weakness of the undead and all other things of darkness and the need for bravery even in dark times and places, for fire can burn away all evil so that only the good remains. His general demeanor will be more upbeat, jovial and good-natured.

If he is heckled at all at this point, Yared will cast Command on the heckler and tell them to "leave" and then immediately tell them to "begone from this place!" if he notices the magic beginning to take hold. If it doesn't work, he'll try to pretend that it was just a string of religious jargon, not an actual spell, and will hope that his servants will provide nice noisy background chanting and echoing at this point.

During the speech he will shout out loudly for any injured miners to come forward and shout loudly while casting Cure Light Wounds on two of them, if he has any volunteers. At this point he hopes to have the audience engaged and will ham it up in the best possible faith healer manner. If no-one volunteers, he will attempt to cast Cure Light Wounds on them anyway, while shouting loudly about how all things are possible in the Light of the King.

At the close of his speech, he will toss the GP that he had cast light on into the audience and beseech them to "walk in the light for all of their days." He will then invite any of the audience that is willing to join him in the great sacrament of the King in Splendor, small shots of honey topped with a thin layer of firewater. He will then light the shots on fire and tell any who seem receptive to down them so that they may taste both the sweetness of the King's love and the glorious fire of his wrath.

Then Yared will get something to eat. Preaching is hungry work.

[If you mention your fiery preaching might result in self-immolation Glarold repectfully informs you that you are free to do so outside.]

Quote from: One Horse Town;723972After some investigation, it appears as though a mission for injured or out of work miners is looking for someone to help out around the place. Mending old shirts, a bit of cleaning, laundry, that sort of thing.

You'll get fed once a day and also get a bed in lieu of payment, should you need it.

I'm not with them. I'm back in Cadsandria, where we have not heard mention of miners.

Quote from: One Horse Town;723970"Yes, thank you," mutters Glarold. "What can i get you? A meal, some ale, a room?"

Miron has a rather disappointed look on his face as he says, "well, first we must secure a job before can pay for the wonderful luxuries that you just offered.  We've come to Craghold to help with the problem in the mines.  Do you know with whom we would speak to about this matter?"

OOC: Yared will do his fire show and preaching outside near the bar right after closing time (or whenever he thinks he can get the best crowd for his preaching). In Yared's experience holy alcohol (how can anything that burns not be holy?) helps open the eyes of the blind to the truth by silencing the doubts that slither in the dark corners of their minds.

Game dead then I assume?

If anyone wants to continue to do play by post with me (for whatever that's worth...), I have one spot open in the En Garde! (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/En_Garde!) game I've been running since November.

It's one of the first RPGs and put out by the Traveller guys two years before that game. The main difference between it and other RPGs is that each turn is a month rather than a combat round and there's no party. I think it works well for play by post...

PM me if interested.

Quote from: Daztur;726652Game dead then I assume?

I hope not.  I hope that OHT is just on an extended bender.