The Golden Tooth Tavern

[Alethan]

Earc Orctongue

Earc nods at Amistad's inquiry.

"Yeah, um... I was just finishing up my notes on the darts when Brother Mylo knocked at my door. He thought my room was No. 9 and was looking for this Foxy woman. I showed him that someone had tampered with the number and that I was No. 6. We located No. 9 down the hall, which was made to look like No. 6, and he knocked at the door."

He looks around somewhat awkwardly before continuing, "We heard, umm... water splashing in a noisy sort of way, but nobody would come to the door. So in order to do it all proper like, I put her to sleep and then Brother Mylo and his templars took her away to the infirmary. They also recovered a book covered in human skin and a creepy skeletal hand. I asked Brother Mylo if I might study the book a bit, but he said it still belongs to Foxy. He said he will inquire with her once she awakens, letting her know I helped to save her. There were some useful spells contained within and, if Brother Mylo is to be believed (which I do), there is no curse upon the book."
"Yes, I think our next trip should be to the sage! You say you've met with him before, then? Maybe we should head that way together - see if he is interested in one or two of the coins for a proper amount of money and maybe even one of the darts. I only have four of them now, but it might be worth it if, as you say, he can provide us with some coin for buying one of those potions for breathing underwater."

[Spearmint]

Amistad

No I haven't met the sage fellow, just read some notice board saying he would pay for interesting objects' d'art and information. The forge can create a harpoon type weapon too but it might take a few days first, I gave my bullywug longspear to Acheadany the mercenary to help her feel part of the team. Taking her on, she would get the same portion as a retainer like Alcide, I believe.

Amistad and Earc leave for the wooden keep? Amistad will let Earc do the talking.

[Alethan]

Earc Orctongue

Earc nods and stands up, ready to go see the Sage.

OOC: A little busy most of the rest of the day, but will try to get a post in at the Sage's thread at some point today or this evening. Sorry for the delay... RL and all that.

[Stirling]

Foxy O'Hare

Foxy walks into the tavern, clothes ripped and shredded and bloody cloth covering a wound to her head. Blood runs down her face which she leaves to drip, spattering on the floor as she walks.

Mr Hyde, your establishment is poorly run. That thugs and ecclesial provosts can wantonly abduct and abuse young women from your refuge is a great shame. I demand restitution from you,...and that bottle of finest red over there.

She will take the bottle, swigging a large amount straight from it instead of using a glass, then go upstairs to check the remnants of her room and see how another set of men have again put their greasy fingers through a load of ladies personals.

[Marullus]

Hyde says nothing as Foxy yells at him and takes the bottle of red wine from his rack, letting her retreat with it upstairs.

"Well..." he says to those at the bar, drying a glass. "glad they figured she ain't possessed by demonic forces like was feared." He wipes the blood drip off the bar, gazing up the stairs after her. "Seems she just ornery as a hound-dog's mother." He shrugs and takes the next round of drink orders.

[Marullus]

Evening, 19 May 2021

A week passes in the tavern, the bard Regis and his lute making a stirring tale of The Children and the Goblin King. The tale is of Foxy, the Flame of the North, and Clay, the Child of the Forest, who set out to rescue the Farrow Farm children from the goblin's clutches when no one else would. They overcome a horde of goblins, defeat foul necromancers, and walk into the very bowels of the Goblin King's fetid halls to emerge with the two young girls. They gain the aid of the farmers along the way and Foxy's bravery inspires the faltering hearts of the boy Clay and the farming men each time they go to flee rather than continue on against their harrowing foes.

The bard's catchy song, Foxy, Flame of the North, becomes popular in the tavern as the gratitude for the rescued children spreads among the townfolk. Engraved arrows saying "flame of the north" appear with play bows among the town's children. Following Idriss's lead, the children begin play-acting the rescue of the children, taking turns playing the heroine.

Foxy's tales to the Bard:

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Foxy O'Hare

Foxy leans laconically upon the bar at the Golden Tooth Tavern, swigging from a bottle of finest Southron red. She passes to My Hyde the proprietor a small bronzed scupltured statuette. It is of a grasping tree root curled around a bow and three arrows. Foxy O'Hare and Clay Weatherwax have their names engraved on it and it is stamped with the date that the rescued girls returned to the Farrow Farm. Mr Hyde gratefully receives it, polishing it will a glass towel and puts on display as a trophy.

Elsewhere in Gaul, performances are being held in market streets and at city gates as Idriss the circus performer recounts tales of bravado through mime, dance and song to the enthralled crowds of onlookers. He hands out gift arrows to wide-eyed children, each one carefully engraved with the signature,
Foxy: Flame of the North



Foxy leans in to Mr Hyde and other listeners at the bar as she begins to recount the tale of her heroism and The Rescue.

As you recall I visited the Infirmary to pay my respects and give my humble contrition. It was there I heard of goblin raiders who pillaged the farm, killing many and taking these young girls captive. I rent my heart to hear so but even more when I knew the duke and his men were to coward to go and these noble Templars of grace, saw such a task as not worthy of their merits, preferring to keep their virtue behind the safe walls of Gaul. this should not be, I was stirred with a compassion for these girls and one whose father lay mortally wounded.

I came to the tavern to map the farm and recruited an aide in the form of a young boy, Clay. So appropriately named for he worships the earth mother. Steel I would have preferred but those who call themselves by that name had wrung their hands and hearts. So we set off following the trail to farrows farm, avoiding a huge ant colony excavating a new burrow. We found the farm and found the farmers all low in spirit. Clay laid hands on Mr farrows leg to heal his wounds and I laid hands on his soul, stirring him to believe his daughter was not lost and hope was at hand.

So we set off in pursuit of the raiders who captured his daughter, following bent grass and twisted twig. It lead us to a small cave, barely a niche in the rocks out of which came a goblin horde. They had some menfolk prisoners in chains, and hauled them off into the night. I took the chance as they left to assault the cave hoping to find the girls still chained therein but alas no trace was found. The two with me wanted to rest or return, forlorn of hope but I roused them to follow and we tracked this horde to a plain above the hills. I sniped one goblin through the eye with my bow, killing him dead before he even hit the floor. This halted their move and as they turned Clay called forth vicious grasping roots to snare and entangle them. As Mr farrow and Clay moved among the roots to beat back the goblins and free the captives I exchanged fire with three archers. see look at this wound I took from a poisoned arrow to my shoulder. I slew two of them before the last fled naked and bleeding into the night fearing to confront my scimitar in melee. We freed the men and took the boss captor captive himself. I stripped him of his armour and swords and we chained him. He begged for mercy saying he would help us find the girls. I had to trust his word and so we followed his trail which lead to the palisade warded fortress of the goblin HQ. It was surrounded by goblin riders on huge ferocious wargs.

I left the men to recover their wits in the cave we found for they were exhausted and fearful. We encouraged their spirits with communion and interrogated the prisoner. This boy wanted to let him leaves after spilling his guts on the goblin plans, returning to him armour and sword. I would sooner have thrust the sword into him and made him spill his guts for sure. The goblin Balex, begged for mercy again so we left him tied in the cave.

He informed of of the Red Robed mages, an evil cult of necromancers who had plans to trade evil magic and relics for the bodies of these precious Gaul maidens. We could allow such to go unpunished and found the trail these mages used taking a place to ambush them as they traveled. Soon enough these mages came to celebrate in the goblins gloaming, riding warhorses and accompanied by fearsome hounds of hell who breathed bouts of lava and flame, snarling and rabid they were. We trapped them in one fell swoop, Clay causing the ground to tremble and snare these mages. In panic the horses reared and we rolled logs into the beasts to crush them and I fired volleys into the fray. One evil mage, Longshadow is name, escaped the entanglement crawling on his knees for safety before he intoned a divination causing sulphuric gas to arise from the bedrock. It poisoned the farmers with my but I withstood its' affect, continuing to slay beats after beast with my bow. Clay foolishly went to flail at this man but his lost his wits as the mage laid an evil touch upon him. Clay deemed the man his friend but i was strong in spirit. I stood from afar and carefully aimed like the huntress waiting for the slightest hesitation and movement. As Clay went to help his dog it gave me the gap to let fly an arrow. i wanted this mage alive so we could get him to sing. My bowstring sung first and my aim was true. Longshadow got hit in the leg incapacitating him and caused him to release Clay from his fell mind grip. He limped off into the night as he in desperation called on diabolical forces to raise the dead bodies of his comrades. Skeletal hounds and grim fleshless men assailed us.See the wound I took from one lich mage as he sought to strangle me. I took his head off and claimed his severed hand to lay upon the altar in the Infirmary as a token of our victory over these undead warlocks. I believe Bro Mylo has the relic in his office.

After this we pursued the last mage as he fled in fear to return to his gothic temple. Invisible he was but I saw through his illusion to corner him by a boulder where he acknowledged his betterment. He lay downs his arms and pleaded for mercy, giving up his evil spell tomes and telling us of the goblin trade plans. I let him go back to his ruin telling him I will come follow and kill all those who would delight in the slavery of young girls. He fears his seniors will take his skin to mould a book, I will take his skin and stretch it over a drum to beat a victory dance upon.

So we take their robes as a disguise and entered through the palisade beneath goblin spear men and archers. Only Clay and another faltered at the site of sacrificial bonfires and fled to the cave upon the words of a dire priest. The goblin we had captured must have escaped but I caused him to be burned as an offering to his god upon the very bonfires laid out for the Farrows' men. He screams echoed across the hillside and caused the goblins to fornicate and mate right beneath us. I ordered goblins to stable our horses and we were received into the banqueting halls of the goblin king. He was impressed by our triumph over these dread mages and called forth the girls we sought. they were starved and hooded, contained within crates of iron, chained and abused. We traded with the king and won his word that he would never raid the farms again but he sought to betray his word and slay us as we left. We fought in the corridors and caverns until I had to stop to hold the ground whilst Mr Farrow took chance to flee with the girls. With blade in hand I fought until my blood dry. I fell amongst scores of bodies only for Mr Farrow to carry my near lifeless form despite his wounds. They dressed my pierced lung, see here the wicked scar to my back from the thrust of a spear. I was sedated on my journey home, comforted by Eruannas' shining dove and the knowledge these girls had been rescued safely.

I think that is most of it, I will leave it to young Clay to embellish further if he wishes for vanity does not befit a lady as myself."



In the corner of the tavern by the fireplace, the bard begins to strum a few chords on his lyre and performs:


Flame of the North: a rock ballad...


'Where have all the good men gone
And where are all the gods?
Where are the knightly Templars
to fight the rising odds?
Isn't that my heroine
upon a fiery steed?
With bow and blade she cuts them down
Making all my captors bleed

Saved by Foxy,
do do do , wa wa wa wa, Wow! Pow!
Flame of the North

I'm holding out for a hero
at the end of the night
Foxys' s gotta be strong
Foxys' gotta be fast
Foxy's bow shoots flame into flight.

I call on Foxy

I'm holding out for a hero 'til the morning light
She's gotta be pure
She gets her revenge
And she's gotta be Flame of the North!
Flame of the North

Do do do, wa wa wa wa,
Wow! Pow! Flame of the North


She hails a trusty sidekick,
who makes the mountains reel
He calls forth earthen roots to grasp,
Laying hands on you to heal,
He hugs the trees, calls flocks to mass
He sorts through ladies clothes,
He fought beside this heroine,
when skeletons arose.

Clay and his fat ass.

Do do do, wa wa wa wa
Wow! Pow! Clay and his fat ass.

In your darkest midnight
Beyond your wildest fantasy
Shadow mages run to hide,
Using bones of necromancy,
Goblins priests and kings will quake
Their end is just a burning lake,
Because Foxy sets you free.

Racing on the thunder and rising like the dawn
She's gonna take a super shot
To knock them off their feet.

Foxy to the rescue.

Do do do, wa wa wa wa
Wow! Pow!

Flame of the North, do do do, wa wa wa wa ,
Wow! Pow! Flame of the North.'


Clap along if you feel happiness us for you...

[Stirling]

Foxy pays Mr Hyde to keep her suite taken for another two weeks ( May 14th - 28th).

She will leave town with Idriss and hired mercenary to 'go bounty hunting' at sunrise May 20th.

3sp a night for the suite, but I think I paid 2gp last time since she was not eating there. Let me know what Hyde bargains I'll mark it off.

[Marullus]

20 May 2021

On the morning of 20 May 2021, Foxy O'Hare and Idriss Silverleaf are seen departing the city with her riding horse, Bluebell.

New Expedition - Foxy\Bounty Hunting - 20 May 2021

[Marullus]

20 May 2021
On the morning of 20 May 2021, Blackjack Amistad, Earc Orctongue, Achaedany, and Alcide depart the city walking eastward towards the Frogmorton Ford.

New Expedition - Blackjack/Troll Lair - 20 May 2021

[Marullus]

Evening, 20 May 2021
As dusk falls on the town of Gaul, Carchannoi the elf returns, riding alone on his horse and approaching up the road from the south. He stables his horse and settles into the inn for the night.

[Marullus]

Midday, 23 May 2021
A few days pass with drizzles and milder weather. A violent windstorm buffets the town today, though, with 40mph winds damaging roofs and window shutters.

[Fidget76]

Dorath enters the inn. He scans the room and heads for a table near an area of activity. He wants to be able to watch the other patrons but not necessarily be part of the action.

He orders: A mug of wine and a plate of whatever is hot from the kitchens if you please. Also, I will need lodging for the next week. Nothing special, not looking for privacy, only rest.

[Marullus]

Hyde smiles broadly and gets him food and lodging as requested, also pointing out the Adventurers corner where maps and notes lie sprawled on the table.

(see the first post in this thread for prices. Just post what you get and note with an ooc tag in red to show you deducted coin on your sheet; no DM response is usually needed. The Maps thread and Songs of Gaul thread are IC resources you can learn from and use while in the tavern. Other characters in town can all interact freely.)

[Fidget76]

Dorath smiles and hands over coin to cover his stay for the next week. He makes his way to the table indicated and begins to peruse the maps and information.

21 sp for food and 35 cp for lodging deducted from coin purse

[Stirling]

A tall man, clean shaven, short cropped black hair opens the tavern door. He strides inside and shuts the door behind him, not just shoving it but closing it orderly. His paces measured he walks to the bar, hands over the copper pieces for ale and food and turns to take a table in the corner. He seems to carry a metal coat hangar which he fixes to hold his jacket, a long uniformed trenchcoat with motif epaulettes. He hangs his coat on the peg and hooks up a rather large military flail. Everything about him speaks of order and service, creased trousers, gloss shiny boots, even the way he folds his hands to give 'grace' or the way he uses his own silver cutlery and folds a napkin by his plate. He places on the chair next to him a lacquered and plumed helm. He sits upright, not moving except for eyes which constantly scan the room.

"Proprietor Hyde, I commend your simple barrack room fayre. If rooms are available I will avail of one and make no succour to the Bishops' hospitality."

Tyrrell, sits back and listens to the Bard singing expedition songs.

[sirravd]

One of the other people in the tavern's common room rises: an elf, androgynous and dressed in rough, utilitarian clothing. "A fresh adventurer, eh?" it says. "Welcome to Gaul. What's your name?"

[Stirling]

Tyrrell

Tyrrell moves his helmet from the chair next to him indicating to the elf to come and sit at the table. "Adventurers come and go. At least the Bard sings so. Do you know of these heroes of song, I thought the Duke and his men burned out the last of the goblins."

[sirravd]

The elf laughs. "Would that that were true. My name, incidentally, is Carchannoi. What is yours?"

[Stirling]

Tyrrell

"Tyrrell, that's double R and double L. Just in case the Bard needs to eulogise my fortunes in song. Carchannoi? 'He who charms goblins and ogres'. Do you often consort with the Dukes' enemies?"

[Fidget76]

Dorath

Goblins are like bedbugs, you can never really get rid of them. If you leave just one they spawn all over again.