<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">musical ambience</div><div class="spoiler_body">http://crowds.ambient-mixer.com/crowded-fantasy-tavern<br/></div></div><br/><br/>Jax nodded his head at the sisters and put his pipe to the corner of his mouth, and with a wry smile said,<strong> “Well I hope to see you again soon then ladies.” </strong><br/><br/>Then Ralana was drawing the pair through the crowd.  She called over her shoulder to answer Dawn’s question,<strong> “A talented jeweler lives in the newer section of town with his wife who is a seamstress.  They run a shop out of their home with their son.  During the day the son brings some of the wares to the market dockside, but they do take special requests at their shop.  It’s a bit hard to find, tucked into a small alley, but well known among those who look for their style of clothing.”  </strong><br/><br/>Ralana paused to let a weaving drunkard pass her, and whispered loudly enough to be heard,<strong> “Most of their designs are a little risque but that doesn’t seem like something you’d mind.”</strong><br/><br/><div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/b349rIY.png)</div>They maneuvered close enough to the card game for Stephanie to get her first good look at the half orc Rohnan.  As Stephanie had noticed from across the room the man was well muscled and had a head that was shaved, save a stripe along the top.  In addition he had a tattoo covering a part of his head, a large part of his bared back, and one on his shoulder, though the markings meant nothing to the half elf, and she could only guess at their meaning.  As his name suggested, he had two fang like tusks that jutted from his lower lip, the right one broken off.  Thick, coarse, black body hair covered his chin and jaw, and trailed down his muscled chest, abdomen, and down to disappear behind a broad leather belt that kept up a thick loin cloth.  Back in the faded lands, orcs were rare, but there was at least one tribe of orc and half orc peoples in the northern swamps, where the temperatures were almost as hot as the area around Laelith.  So it was not surprising that he seemed to be showing less effect to the heat as the half elven sisters were.  Certainly his skin was slightly shiny with perspiration, and an occasional droplet could be seen running down the cleft between his defined muscles.  But he bore the heat well.<br/><br/>Just as Stephanie approached following Ralana he slammed a thick fingered fist into the table and threw a hand full of cards into the middle of the table.  Angrily he glared at the pile of coins in the middle, then at the human man who sat across from him.  His voice, gravel and rage rumbled,<strong> “I swear to Garl Glittergold himself that I’ll find whatever devil you sold your soul too to gain such luck and choke him back to the real seven hells some day.”</strong><br/><br/>The human across the table laughed and scooped up the coins good naturedly as a woman sitting between then collected the cards and began shuffling.  It was then that Dawn caught up and Ralana introduced them.  A hand placed lightly on his shoulder drew his attention and he turned, dark eyebrows furrowed,<strong>“Rohnan, these two women asked for you by name and wanted an introduction.”</strong><br/><br/>Rohnan’s face changed in an instant as he looked at the two elven women.  If they hadn’t have been warned by Master D’nai, they might have missed it.  But quickly the half orc’s face went from anger and observation to a dull eyed glassy look, one that was tinted with an open lust at the two elven women.  His voice dropped an octave lower as he asked,<strong>“Whuts joo twos wants wif me?”</strong><br/><br/>The woman shuffling the cards raised one hand to her mouth to cover a smile that lit her whole face at the performance while the two men at the table looked away, maintaining a classic poker face, not wanting to give away the half orc’s deception.  One that might have worked on someone not forewarned and not so keen at observation.<br/><br/>The sisters introduced themselves and said they had buisness together, and Rohnan stood from his table.  His air was towering even though he only stood six feet tall.  His personality and physique made him seem almost taller than he actually was.<strong>“Ralana, we use private boof.  Fer bidness wif pretty womens.  Dey pay.  Bring me a big beer.  Dems can haves what dems wants.  Dem payin.”</strong><br/><br/>Ralana rolled her eyes and nodded,<strong> “All but the first booth are free.  I’ll bring your drinks in a moment.”</strong><br/><br/>Rohnan stood and scooped up what coins he’d had sitting in front of his chair.  Then turning, he began pushing his way through the crowd, parting it like a ship cutting through the waves, with the elven women in tow.  The sisters noticed that his seat was barely vacant before another gambler slid into the vacant slot and tossed down a bag of coin.<br/><br/>Rohnan pushed his towards the back of the building and down a dimly lit hallway beyond the bar.  Immediately he turned to the left through an arch way into another hallway.  This hallway was lined with large arches every ten feet.  The first of them however had a heavy black curtain pulled across it.  The sister’s keen hearing heard voices behind the curtain, but the din from the main room was too great to make out any words.  He led them past another three alcoves, allowing them to look in.  Beyond each archway was a simple alcove, with benches along each of the side walls and a large simple window of frosted glass along the opposing wall.  Between the benches sat a simple table with a lit candelabra, holding 3 candles.  Upon reaching the last of the alcoves he drew the curtain aside and gestured for the women to enter.<br/><br/><strong>“Weez can talks here for good quiets.”</strong>he rumbled, and the noise of the tavern had abated some what, but it was still loud as it echoed down the hallway.  He waited and looked to see which seat the girls would take, and if they sat on the same bench, would sit opposite.  However if they each took a seat on the opposite bench, would slide in next to Stephanie and put a muscled arm on the back of the bench, wrapping around her shoulders.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">ooc</div><div class="spoiler_body">At this point the sisters can play along with his deception or call him out on it.  If they do, he will drop the ‘dumb orc’ act and will be rather well spoken and alert.  As for the diplomacy roll, that roll is good enough to get him down to 3,000, and any lower we’ll have to roleplay, or you’ll have to make another successful diplomacy roll.  Don't worry about the cost of the private booth or drinks, we can assume it's negotiated into the fee.  As I mentioned in the private message to you:<br/><br/>As a GM I've always had the rule that a 1 is always a fail and a 20 is always a success, no matter what the final result is.  However even with a 1, a 22 is a very high score.  So I'm debating a few ways to handle the 'failure'.  The first is that the seduction attempt backfires and all of their attempts to seduce him are too 'obvious' and he realizes what they are doing, and instead plays his masculinity off on them.  With the 1 that you rolled, it works, and instead of seducing him, the actions the three take end up only creating a complete distraction of lust in the two sisters.  They are already turned on, and maybe they just can't focus on their seduction, even if he is also aroused.<br/><br/>The other Idea I had was that combined with the 31 on the diplomacy roll, they manage to talk him down, but the botched seduction means he thinks of them as little more than whores.  Or at the least complete sluts that were hired to try to talk him down in price.  They'll get the tablet (because of the fantastic diplomacy roll) but his opinion of the girls is little more than of pieces of meat.  Obviously they can change his opinion in the future, if they care, but it may have a ramification down the road if they deal with him.<br/><br/>So, they begin to seduce him, and that can play out however they want.  The drinks will be delivered swiftly, whatever the girls ordered, plus a pitcher of ale and a mug for him.  Then she will leave, drawing a heavy curtain into place for privacy.  If you want to make another seduction roll instead of diplomacy, you can do that to try to lower the price, but only because he’s very open to the idea of having one or both of the girls (though he finds Stephanie the more attractive of the two)<br/><br/>I’m not 100% sure how you want to play this out, but now that you know what his responses are, you may write your next post and feel free to write his actions out some what.  IE if you want him to get physical, feel free to write it however you like.<br/><br/>If they attempt to lie to him, he’s smart enough that he won’t believe any out right lie  such as  “We have no idea who master d’nai is.”  But a bending of the truth he won’t catch.  “We want the tablet and are willing to pay…..”   (because they DO want the tablet, but they want it for someone else, bending the truth!)<br/><br/>In any regard, Dawn’s diplomacy is enough to get him down to 3,000gp and she has no trouble ‘manipulating’ the conversation.  But I hope you have fun roleplaying a botched seduction roll!<br/></div></div>