[@rush99999] Actions: Enter Dead Man's Drink and attempt to purchase 2 sweet rolls. Instant Success, no roll necessary [@Regendorf] Action: Checks out the in for possible traps; Buying something to drink Vigilance check required: (2 [color=39b54a]Green[/color] 1 [color=fff200]yellow[/color] VS 2 [color=662d91]purple[/color]) = [u]s[/u] == Simple success Drink is bought, no roll necessary [@Eklispe ] Action: Attempt to make contact with waitress and ask about location of Bildam. Instant Success, no roll necessary [@WittyWolf] Actions: Buying something to drink, inquiring of local information/going ons Drink is bought, no roll necessary Rumours check required: (2 [color=39b54a]green[/color] VS 1 [color=662d91]purple[/color] 1 [b]Black[/b] [general racism against him]) = [u]a[/u] == Failure with advantage ------------------- The bartender looks up at Ka-Vara and sheepishly says "[i]Uh-yes, here you are. That will be 4 Septims.[/i]" After she hands the two rolls to he now excited Argonian, she turns to Qa'Ra. After receiving his order and giving payment (2 Septims for a tankard of Nordish Mead), Qa'Ra scans across the room as the bartender turns to Metosi. Metosi request for local rumours is met with silence. She looks across the room and Metosi becomes of the feeling of being stared at from behind. The bartender looks at Metosi and says "[i]Sorry, I do not have time for such affairs[/i]" and turns away. Shinon walks up to a barmaid who is sitting at a side table cleaning some mugs and inquires about Bildam. "[i]Oh yes! What an interesting fellow that Bildam is! He has been here for about a fortnight now with his Orc Friend. A quiet follow that orc, but nice enough. Bildam does not talk a lot, just reads and writes on some papers, says we is waiting for someone. I do not know who but it must be someone important to come all the way out to Skyrim. I have lived here all my live you see and I think...[/i]" and she carries on... As all of this happens, Qa'Ra observes the inner halls of the interior of the 'Dead Man's Drink.' It is softly lit by a large fire in the middle of the drinking hall, several Nords and drinking and conversing amongst themselves around it. Off to the sides there are some shadowy figures sitting by themselves, what appears to be a pale High Elf and an accompanying well armoured Orc (an odd match). The two seem to be taking interest to the conversation Shinon and a barmaid is having. Watching the bartender go behind some crates to grab something, Metosi sees her look at him, smile and wink. He may be not as unliked as he thought.