(030) The Plough and Furrow

Post by **waysoftheearth** » Sun Oct 30, 2011 9:44 pm

waysoftheearth wrote:
As for the tobacco box, Gustave eyes it passingly.

The box itself is a simple wooden thing, as anyone can see, stained by long use. It might be worth a silver coin, perhaps. The leaf matter inside is of a rare and luxurious sort, however. Gustave's interest is piqued as he inhales deeply of its earthy scent. What there is couldn't be purchased for any less than a dozen silver shillings, he declares.

He is only disappointed that there isn't more of it.

Post by **waysoftheearth** » Sun Oct 30, 2011 9:45 pm

waysoftheearth wrote:

danhem wrote:As he speaks, Ulric gathers up a small amount of food scraps from the remaining trail food and feeds his pet rot grub.

The hungry grub devours the morsel in a great hurry.

Post by **waysoftheearth** » Sun Oct 30, 2011 9:57 pm

waysoftheearth wrote:
Very well.

Percy and Josiane return to the kitchen, dodging Albert's staff, and descend to the cellars to report their findings.

Everyone seems to be agreed that the cellar below the common room is as good a place as any to spend the night, and with any luck Albert will be so busy upstairs he'll forget all about the company in his cellar...

As dusk turns to evening, and evening to night, the sounds of activity in the common room gradually subside, until at last all that remains is the sound of Albert sweeping the floor and straightening his chairs and tables. Then you hear him chatting merrily to himself as he closes and locks the front doors, then clomps up the stairs to retire for the evening.

Koch turns the lantern down to its lowest setting, a feeble glow, and everyone falls asleep...

(OOC: You have divided the coin into shares of equal value, but you will still need to divide the actual coins you have; copper, silver and gold. Carrying 600 copper coins around is a proper sackful.)

Post by **waysoftheearth** » Sun Oct 30, 2011 10:39 pm

doctorx wrote:
(O.O.C: Ack! Wanted to catch Albert before he retired for the evening. Too late now... [img]images/smiley/sad.png[/img])

Josiane will take the opportunity to lace every window and door in the place she can find with garlic. She will furthermore suggest to her companions (i.e: Percy, Mads, Dorgan), that they should set watches for throughout the night. She herself volunteers for first watch.

She will also take the time to study the Empyrean Scriptures she carries. She is looking to commit the The Sacrosanct Soliloquy to memory at her earliest opportunity...

Post by **waysoftheearth** » Mon Oct 31, 2011 12:50 am

waysoftheearth wrote:
It is reasonably easy for Josiane to hang garlic over the stairs that lead from the kitchens down into the cellar.

Then Josiane spends an hour studying her scriptures.

By the time this is done, the rest of the crew are settling down, and Albert has closed up shop.

Does Josiane then intend to sneak about the inn in the dark decorating the fixtures? Alas, she probably doesn't have enough garlic to cover every window in the place as there are more than a dozen on the ground floor alone. Then there are the guest rooms upstairs to consider, which she won't have access to without disturbing the patrons...

What to do?

Post by **waysoftheearth** » Mon Oct 31, 2011 3:21 am

sulldawga wrote:
To Gustave, earlier - "Alas, I lack for a pipe. If we even see the day tomorrow, I promise ya we'll find the time to sample this leaf, the both of us."

To Josiane, now - "I doubt I'll be able ta sleep at all tonight. Let me try to close my eyes for a bit and I'll take second watch."

Dorgan plans on staying up the rest of the night after Josiane wakes him, no matter who else wants third watch.

Post by **waysoftheearth** » Mon Oct 31, 2011 11:05 am

tonneau wrote:
"Indeed my fine dwarven comrade" pipes Gustave, pulling the cork from his chosen bottle.

"But for now", he adds, "we must drink". "I think it will help you with that closing of eyes problem you have" he finishes, passing the bottle with a broad grin.

Post by **waysoftheearth** » Mon Oct 31, 2011 11:09 am

waysoftheearth wrote:
Gustave drinks fluently while the others bed down for a night as stowaways beneath Albert's common room... and pretty soon he has remedied his own problem with the shutting of eyes. And everyone sleeps.

Everyone, that is, except Josiane who insists upon maintaining her vigil.

The night grows chill and quiet, but for the heavy breathing and night grunts of her new companions...

Post by **waysoftheearth** » Mon Oct 31, 2011 11:13 am

waysoftheearth wrote:
...eventually the patter of rain outside begins to lull her to sleep, and when she can resist no longer she awakes Dorgan, then clatters to her bedroll, exhausted.

Dorgan grumbles about quietly, looking for the right spot to keep his own watch, but no place seems comfortable. Here is too dark. There too cold. This old crate is horribly uncomfortable, that one just plain broken. Where to sit, where to stand?

The Dwarf trudges about discontentedly as the rain patters on outside, and the company of adventurers sleep on... when will this dam_nable night end??

Post by **waysoftheearth** » Mon Oct 31, 2011 11:18 am

waysoftheearth wrote:
Zzzzz....

(1d6)

Dorgan's eyes snap open to a bleak pre-dawn still. He wasn't really sleeping, only resting his eyes a moment. He shakes his head to rouse himself and struggles to stretch his cold, stiff limbs.

Well, the night is just about done after all, he reckons. Just another half hour or so, surely. He can see the tiniest cracks of grey light showing throw the gaps between the floor boards above.

No doubt the kitchen staff will be about shortly, and that will be a good thing!