Taking a step from the table, his knees nearly give out beneath him. He rather unceremoniously catches his balance on the table before rethinking his movement and sitting back down. "Maybe I should sober up a bit first though..." he offers.
Benziken, the male hobbit bard, decides to count his cards to find out why he can't seem to win at this game. Apparently there are three cards missing from this deck. All the time sitting there has him curious as to what the others have gotten up to. He secures his lute, slung over one shoulder by a thick canvas strap. And reaches for the tin lute held fast to his hip by a long tin chain. Benziken follows Ser Boros down the narrow staircase.
"Sooo rats you say? Names Sabastine Blackblade, I am... what you could say... a problem solver. What's this rat problem and perhaps we (He points to the those in his company) could solve it, for the right amount of coin... of course." As he waits for Drad Silor to reply he scans the bar for Malurie. (Sabastine has always had a crush on her), and upon seeing her he smiles towards her as they make eye contact.
Akasha saunters over to the Drad Silor, drink in hand, and she saucily asks him "What's in it for me if we take care of a few scary rats? We could be willing to take care of your hairy little situation... " While talking Akasha slowly strokes Silor's arm and as she leans in to whisper "If the price is right..." she gently reaches into his jacket inner pocket, her dark hands searching for anything of worth and locates few gold coins (0 0 3).
Master Sung, being jostled by the party approaching Drad Silor in a wave, asks the tavern owner... "My friend, would you pass me that long staff leaning in the corner which I would use to bludgeon your rats... And take these fools out of your hair for a time..." He rolls his eyes, and reaches out his hand to grasp the staff.
Blackbird McAllister follow the entire assembly into the cellar as well. His long bow stowed over his shoulder, and his hand resting on the hilt of his dull dagger. Aiyana, the female half-elf fighter, is close behind rubbing her steel knuckles and tightening her bracers.
As the party descends into the darkness of the tavern cellar the noise and bustle of the crowd above fades away. The thick planking above your head muffles all sounds to murmers. The only sound in this dank and stale storage area is a constant dripping toward the back corner of the cellar, and the song of cave crickets escaping spiders.
Large barrels of ale line the walls and are piled in the center of the large tavern cellar. Tossed atop the sealed barrels are large canvas storage bags filled with various tavern foods.
For all the talk of giant rats and beady eyed terror Drad Silor espoused, you see little more here than a few tiny spiders and cave crickets jumping about.
UP: Return to the relative safety of the Tavern
NORTH: Deeper into the Tavern Cellar
EAST: Along the eastern Cellar Wall
WEST: Along the Western Cellar Wall
HINT: It's only yours if you take it! When it comes to inventory and objects you locate in the Realms, they are only counted as yours when you personally update your Character Sheet with new inventory items, armor, weapons, or spells (in the case of magical scrolls). The Game Master is not responsible for updating your Character Sheet with regard to Inventory. But - does have free reign to remove items if you are OVER LIMIT (5 for new Characters). When you are able to purchase more Inventory slots with experience points, do so and increase your ability to carry loot away from every encounter!