Hook, Line and Sinker

Welcome to another night at my tabletop where tonight we find our parties drawn in hook, line and sinker into another adventure. But this time its different. An rude and arrogant noble, a drink mix-up which leads to an assassination and all from the party ordering another round of drinks.

So grab a table, avoid the drinks tonight but let’s feast upon tonight’s adventure!


A relaxing stint on soft beds amongst civilisation is what the party had come to Oscowl for but quickly they realised that it may be too much to ask for. As the party sit in their tavern and watch as the barman brings over their drinks a series of events not only quickly draws attention to them but to everyone else in the tavern. An assassin nearly killed them and killed a notable nobleman and mage who frequented the tavern.

With the death of a noble bringing more scrutiny and as tension increases can the party find the would be assassin before another dies or will the true target of the murderer be revealed.


Hook, Line and Sinker

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Ikob Thunderdash – Created in Nightcafe.

The crescendo of the bard’s song ended with a scattered cheer and applause as the party sat, fed and content at one of the booths that they had haunted for a few days. After many adventures they had come to Oscowl – a hub city where work was everywhere and so were places to spend hard earnt gold. For this band of adventurers the promise of a comfortable bed and a place to spend some of their hard earned gold was what brought them and the food and drink of the Mutter-butter tavern & Inn was what was keeping them here.

As they went over their plans for tomorrow they signalled one of the workers near the bar for another round of drinks. The friendly half-elf acknowledged their order before a booming “How dare you!” shot through the room. The party looked towards the source of the outrage and found that Ikob Thunderdash, a noble with a non-insignificant amount of magical prowess was pushing a man away from his table where not one, or two but three scantily clad ladies were sitting with him.

“I have warned you once to not encroach upon my business” Ikob called out as he stood menacingly upright. The man in front of him looked confused and terrified as he shuffled backwards, raising his hands and apologising.

“I am sorry. I didn’t know it was your table, I…” he began before being pushed backwards. The man looked left and right as he stumbled – his milky eyes scanned for where his table was as he stumbled backwards. The young half-elf barman appeared and caught the man. “Sorry about that. Easy now old friend, I’ll show you to your table.” he said.

“Fetch me another drink at this moment and I’ll forgive this establishment for its lack of respect for the nobles of this city!” Ikob called to the swoons of his companions and the mutterings of the other patrons. The barman nodded and agreed but focused on getting the old blind man back to his own table. Ikob muttered a few impolite comments to the delight of his companions.

A few moments later the barman was walking back to the parties table carrying a tray of drinks to them. However as the barman got near the table a few incantations saw the tray of drinks drift over to where Ikob sat. “Ah I knew you wouldn’t be getting drinks to someone other than me first” he said as he laughed and started drinking from one of the goblets. As the barman stomped away to get another tray of drinks to the party Ikob suddenly coughed, stood up holding his throat before writhing and screaming in pain. The table knocked over, the girls he was with screamed and within moments he lay on the floor, blood pooling from his eyes, ears and mouth.

The Tavern was quiet for a moment before the first screams and cries erupted. The party looked at the spilled drinks, the dead noble and the other people within the tavern. Something tells them that they won’t be having any more quiet days in this city any more.


Thanks for joining me tonight for the first of a change in pace this week. Instead of a big adventure defending princesses, infiltrating cultists or seeking out Dryads this week there is an assassin on the loose. So don’t forget to come back daily to follow along with the new content and, as always, don’t forget to roll with advantage,
The Brazen Wolfe

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