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Playing darts would be a standard ranged (thrown) attack. |
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Playing darts would be a standard ranged (thrown) attack. |
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Is there only one dart board? If there are more, Marcus will retrieve darts from the other board and start tossing them, otherwise he'll start with the following dialog. |
“Hi, I'm Marcus. Would you mind if I had a throw at the board? A friendly game perhaps?”
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The dartboard is stationary, but it's also not a very big target. It's AC 10 to hit the dartboard at all, AC 15 to hit any particular number, and AC 20 to hit the bullseye. |
The woman smiles at Marcus' throws, then says, “Hello, Mar-cus. My name is Tara. I do not know about these numbers. My new friends just showed me that the object of the darting game is to hit the small eye of bull in the center. We make betting on who can do so the first.” She considers where Marcus' darts have ended up, then adds, “It seems you are beginner, like me. Maybe we play the betting game and it will be more fair than with my expert teachers?”
Seeing where his darts land, Marcus chuckles a bit at himself. Turning to the woman, “Tara, that's a nice name. your accent is not familiar though. Where do you come from? What brings you hear?” Pretending not to notice her invite to playing for money, Marcus returns to the board and gathers his darts, Even the two from the floor. He steps behind the line and throws again.Marcus smiles at his good fortune. He leans closer to Tara, but not enough to make her think he's trying something. Those biker guys think they're good. I can say this because they're laughing at my last throw. What say we team up and play doubles? You and me against two of them. I doubt they'll turn us down. You're a woman and I'm a nerd. He then leans back and retrieves his darts. “Though it does take skill, luck also is needed to make me look good.”patransom wrote:Marcus throws his three darts rather poorly. Only the third throw manages to hit the dartboard at all. He hears some snickers from the nearby table of bikers.
OUT OF CHARACTER The dartboard is stationary, but it's also not a very big target. It's AC 10 to hit the dartboard at all, AC 15 to hit any particular number, and AC 20 to hit the bullseye. The woman smiles at Marcus' throws, then says, “Hello, Mar-cus. My name is Tara. I do not know about these numbers. My new friends just showed me that the object of the darting game is to hit the small eye of bull in the center. We make betting on who can do so the first.” She considers where Marcus' darts have ended up, then adds, “It seems you are beginner, like me. Maybe we play the betting game and it will be more fair than with my expert teachers?”
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Someone who didn't hear Marcus' whisper could easily jump to unsavory conclusions based on her response |
She nonchalantly throws her three darts at the board. Two miss the board completely, but the third lands in the bullseye next to Marcus' third shot. Tara looks surprised and laughs, “Look. I continue to be lucky, like you!”
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Marcus does not spot anything that would identify where she's from, but his Arcane Lore is good enough to recognize that she is an Elf, a creature of shadow, but the sort that can easily pass as human and therefore requires little cognitive dissonance for non-sensitives to accept. |
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I have no way of knowing if Marcus has this on him with how the wealth system works here. Marcus' current wealth is 4, so I'm assuming no. |
“I'm sorry Tara, but I must decline. Taking a bet without the funds to back would not be right and my pockets are nearly empty from having a drink and meal earlier.” Marcus reaches out to Tara to bid her fare well. “It's been nice talking with you, and a pleasure to be with you.”
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For the record, I indicated to Duniagdra in chat that Marcus could afford the bet - $10 is probably DC3, since a movie ticket is DC3. However, Marcus still isn't interested in betting, so... |
Tara shakes Marcus' hand and says, “Okay, Marcus. I now go to make sure my friend Eric is not getting into trouble...” She tosses her darts back into the board and wanders through the crowd over to the bar, where she grabs Eric's arm and leans against him. Linda observes a bit of impressed jealousy among the people crowded around Eric. Now he's not only a celebrity, but a celebrity with a hot girlfriend.