Alistair Notelgamore, esq.

at night

It felt great to have his rapier in his hands once more. Alistair tried some fencing lunges, and, satisfied, put the weapon at his side. He also took his breastplate and his other equipment.

When Grok held him back and gave him his ring, he was seriously touched. He took it and inspected it affectionately. Of course, it was undamaged.
When the half-orc lady mentioned there being something funny about his ring, he gave a short laugh. "You're right in that, Grok. Maybe I'll tell you the story some time." He gave her a little wink and let himself be escorted out of the store.

"By the way, I heard the officers handling firearms earlier. You know, I was taught how to handle and take care for those in the officer's corps, so if you ever need help with repairs, I'm your man."
It was an honest offer; he was fairly sure he wouldn't get his hands on a gun any time soon, even when he was friends with the quartermaster.
"Sleep well, Grok."
He smiled, and with that, he vanished.

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daytime

The day didn't start very pleasant, and proceeded to get worse. Stoning the deck, it was, not the kind of work to just breeze through or to have an easy time due to knowing what you were doing.

Alistair did his best to work harder, not smarter, and to conserve his strength.

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Using Constitution to get the work done... I'm fairly certain Alistair will get his first lashing today...
(1d20+2)[13]


When he came into earshot to Thellan, Grayson and Beniel during an unobserved moment, he took the time to talk to them: "I've made friends with Grok. She's a remarkable lady. If any of you have pieces of equipment you really need, I think I can help with that."

Later on, when he came across Tilly Brackett, Alistair decided to keep on going from when they had stopped last time.
"Hey Brackett, do you know this one?" He asked, stopping next to her, eyebrows raised and twirling his mustache.
"Four nuns of Sarenrae have worked hard at the convent, so the abbess allows them to get into the inner sanctum to say their prayers there as a reward. Before the gate to the inner sanctum, there's a small fountain, no bigger than an average washbowl.
The abbess tells them: 'The inner sanctum is a most holy place, so you must wash your sin away before you enter, if you have done something sinful.'

The first nun comes forward, approaches the fountain, and washes her eyes. The second nun comes forward, approaches the fountain, and washes her hands. Before the third nun can do a single step, the fourth pushes to the front, pleading: 'Please, let me gargle before she sits in it!'
"

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Trying to get Tilly to helpful:
(1d20+9)[26]