The Black Dragons' Den [New Management!]

[Lucky]

The Black Dragons' Den

This old warehouse by the docks has numerous secret passageways and tunnels. When you walk in, you see a freshly cleaned interior that actually looks somewhat welcoming.

The sign shows a large black dragon with the words The Black Dragons' Den underneath.

A large sign on the door reads: No Cats! Cats welcome!

We have:

Drinks:
*Ale: 1 copper
*Strong Ale: 2 coppers
*Rum: 1 copper
*Whiskey: 2coppers
*Mrog: 2 coppers
*Port-Wine: 3 coppers
*Rat Mead: 1 copper

Food:
*Fish:2 coppers
*Bread:2 coppers
*Soup:2 coppers

Mushrooms:
*Shiitake: 1 copper
*Oyster: 1 copper
*Portabella: 2 copper
*Porcini: 2 copper
*Chanterelle: 2 copper
*Morel: 3 copper
*Psilosyben (funky): 5 gold

Rat mead is a foul, black contoction with unknown ingredients. Anyone who can down a whole glass (DC 17 fortitude save) is able to get free drinks for the night.

We brew all our own stuff. Our meals are likewise made here.

The gambling scene is lively here, with craps, three-dragon ante, and darts, among other things.
[hr]
We certainly do not hold knife-fights in the ring in the back. Come early for a ringside seat. Gambling is permitted. Anyone caught betting against themselves will be killed.
Current Fighters:
Face Ninja, Kain.
[hr]
The secret tunnel in our closet may or may not lead to the Shadow Depths. Watch out down there.
[hr]
Our servers are all NPC goblins. They are: Blackeye, Hooktooth, and Daggernose.
Our cook is a goblin woman named
Sicklewort. She is also looking after her newborn, Rittleclaw.
Our NPC bouncer is Gnarl, the orc.

[Lucky]

"Shall we?"

Naturally, let's find us some customers.

[AmberVael]

((You might want to remove the poor man's special and the dead man's special, since they are actually part of the assassin's guild, which you are no longer associated with.))

[Lucky]

((Right... yet. ;)))

[Corellon]

Dalerion grins and, with a sweeping bow to all assembled and a friendly grin at Gnarl, he spins on his heel and saunters out of The Den

[Lucky]

Traven enters the Den.

Alright! Listen up gobbos! We have a ad to make!...

Traven takes a look around the place, and sighs.

...And before we do, we're changing the name to something more interesting, and making this place look at least half-nice. We keep all the illegal stuff in the back, so that can stay the same, but the front need not look like there's illegal activities everywhere.

Daggernose speaks up. Er, yessir! We'll mop 'er up!

Traven nods. I expect no less. I'll be back. Don't do anything stupid.

[hr]

Traven flies in and hurries to the back room, and goes to sleep.

[Lucky]

I'm out for a bit! Traven yells at the goblins as he walks out the door, having woken up only a few minutes before.

[hr]

Traven runs into the Den. Battle stations goblins! He yells as he draws his daggers and turns to face the door.

The goblins scramble around and fetch various forks and knifes, Gnarl grabs his harpoon and gets ready. Don't kill him, I just want to talk.

[Daedrous Avari]

Daedrous stands near the entrance, awaiting Cathrindir.

[Cathrindir]

Cathrindir leaps into the Den, breathing heavily. He looks at Traven, eyes blazing.
"You--"

[Daedrous Avari]

"I suggest taking the Epic Speed feat. Now, Cathrindir, what did he do?"

[Lucky]

Hello... what it is... Cathrindir? Traven says with a smirk. You wanted to talk? Then I suppose we should talk.

I tried to steal his canoe, there! I said it! I tried to steal a damn canoe! Laugh all you want! Traven says to Daedrous.

[Daedrous Avari]

Daedrous walks off.

[Cathrindir]

Cathrindir briefly nods goodbye to Daedrous. "Oh, yes, I want to talk. Not about the damn canoe. You held a knife at one of my Cleric's throats and told him you would bury it in his heart." Cathrindir glares at Traven. "Why?"

[Lucky]

Traven sighs as he sits down at the bar. Because he got in my way, I hate this Town, I wanted out. So I needed a boat, he was in my way, I threatened him seeing as I thought it would be the best course of action.

[Cathrindir]

Cathrindir raises an eyebrow. "You could have just asked me if you could use the canoe."

[Lucky]

Traven rolls his eyes at this suggestion. Oh yeah, like you'd give it too me! See, there's a snag, I would never be bringing it back, and with how highly your clerics held that canoe, I doubt that would of gone over very well.

[AmberVael]

The Dancing Man comes in and aims his bazooka at the two men uncertainly.

[Cathrindir]

Cathrindir sighs. "The canoe's replacable. I would have taken, however, money away from their current paychecks had they lost the canoe to you. If I had given it to you, the person at fault would be me, and as I'm the highest authority in the Temple, I don't get paid. Therefore, I've got nothing to lose besides the canoe, which can be replaced. Make sense?" Cathrindir turns to the Dancing Man. "Er...what are you doing?"

[Lucky]

Yeah, one second...

DON'T POINT THAT THING AT ME!!! Traven yells at the odd man as he runs into the back room.

[AmberVael]

The Dancing Man laughs a shrill, creepy laugh and three cows fly out of the bazooka, mooing loudly.
((They explode on contact with anything other than the ground))

[Cathrindir]

Cathrindir watches the cows.
"..." He doesn't even try to say anything.

[Lucky]

Traven quickly follows the secret tunnel into the Shadow Depths.

((Got to run guys... Don't destroy the Den too badly... I just got it yesterday.))

[AmberVael]

The cows roll their eyes madly and trot towards Cath, still mooing.
((Don't worry, the game resets after it is over. ;)))

[Cathrindir]

Cathrindir steps to the side away from the cows, still confused and a little freaked out.

[AmberVael]

The cows explode on the wall behind him, taking out large chunks of the tavern and sending waves of fire at Cath.

[Cathrindir]

Cathrindir raises yet another eyebrow and snaps his fingers, teleporting himself away. As soon as the waves go away, he appears back.
"What was that for?"

[AmberVael]

The Dancing Man pulls out grenade with a cross on it and gets ready to pull the pin.

[Cathrindir]

Cathrindir, seeing the grenade, sighs and disappears again.

[AmberVael]

The Dancing Man pulls out a strange little device and sticks a yellow card in it, and he vanishes as well.

[Corellon]

Dalerion walks out of one of the cleaner back rooms, shutting the door behind him with a snap. He looks freash and alert, if still rather dirty. Turning from the door, he returns his rapier to it's usual place at his side before looking around the Den. Taking the large chunks of missing tavern in stride, he catches Daggernose's eye and waves him over.

"Dagg'rnose. Tell me, wha' 'zactly 'appened t'at 'alf 'o th'Den?"

Daggernose explains hurriedly.

"There was this man, sir, what came right in and started firing exploding cows at Master Darseth and another fellow he was arguin' with."

Dalerion raises an eyebrow.

"We 'avn't even 'ad this thing f'one day, an' 'e's already blowin' chunks outta' 'er gettin' inta' a barfigh' with some cows. I 'ope 'e realizes this's comin' out 'o 'is side 'o the profits."

Dalerion looks around the Den once more.

"Where's Traven now?"

Daggernose gestures off towards one of the back rooms and leans close, whispering in Dalerion's ear.

"Back that way, sir. There's a secret tunnel there; leads to the shadows depths. I expect he'll be back out in short order though, sir.

Dalerion nods and thanks Daggernose before flipping him a couple gold coins. Daggernose bows and scampers back off behind the counter. Dalerion nods to himself before turning and leaving the Den via one of the large holes in the wall.