Altemia, Tara, and Kevil Sunday August 19th, 2001 1:24:30 AM
Altemia and her four-legged companions slowly make their way to Madame Orchid and her visitors. Knowing what they went through she doesn't want them to feel anything but safe. She approaches them smiling.
"I just wanted to check on everyone to make sure they were alright. Everyone else is back at the warehouse trying to figure out what happened."
Altemia bends down and rubs Luke behind his ears before continueing. She wants to put the people at ease before asking them to relive the experience. She looks back up at them, still smiling.
"I'd like to talk to you about what happened, if that's alright. If not now, then sometime soon, maybe. Anywhere that is convenience for you."
DM Kent Sunday August 19th, 2001 8:57:55 PM Sly,Lok, and Trace watch Ael as he works and then as Trace asks about Alyndar, they look at each other, realizing that they hadn't seen Alyndar since they got to the warehouse and he fill you all in on what was happening. Perhaps he went with the Guards but know one seems to remember.
Utevaoffers the girl her name and a starts peeling the banana, the girl watching her every move. M'name's Wringer. Mos peeps call me Rat tho, an caus I wring ther necks when I kich em.
At Uteva's other questions, she pauses a bit as if thinking. "Nows if'n I's tells yu 'at den I's might's as well go 'n kill m'self as I won be abes to work here n'mo. So why'd I go an do at fer."
Altemia walks up to the small group and Orchid raises an eye brow as you approach but says nothing. The little girl ducks behind her mams skirt a peeks out around at you from apparent safety. The Mother and father listen to what Altemia says and at first, just nod. Then as they are getting ready to go inside the Mother looks at you and asks, "won't you come inside and refresh your self with us?"
Ilsidur approaches the harried clerk, who looks up as Ilsidur hails him."What? Oh you need a lady? You as certainly in the wrong building for that! What's that? Ah, a Lady's body. 2 days, you say. Lets see that would be department C. Third floor, 2nd hall on the left, 4th door. Fill out the pink, green, and blue forms take them to the lady at the third deck from the right wall. She check your forms and ID and then will help you with what you need.
As Ilsidur turns to leave and head upstairs, The clerk looks up and hails him ne more time. "But you will need to come back tomorrow, for Department C is closed today."
Sly Foxx and Luke Monday August 20th, 2001 2:50:34 AM
Sly gets off his knee and takes a good look around the warehouse. NO Alyndar. Sly turns to trace and Lok. "Your right! I'm getting a head ache, maybe a tankard of ale will do me fine," Sly will follow Lok and Trace to any tavern they choose, (while trying to remember the rumors he heard in the jail he visited awhile back)
Luke is with Altemia and the wolves.
Trace and Radiant(Ceil) Monday August 20th, 2001 3:07:44 AM
Trace trying to remember as to where Alyndar went to after he had told them about the mercs. But now he's no where in sight?? *Odd* Trace thinks. "Little brother, A tankard of ale would clear our heads and I'll even see to it that you don't get drunk. Well, Loc do you know of a good bar with good ale? Wait a minute while I go into my back pack for a little gold or chits, then we are off. Lead the way Loc."
Radiant after grooming himself. will watch his master and fly to perch on Trace's paded shoulder when he leaves the warehouse.
Lok Mufflefoot Monday August 20th, 2001 10:51:24 AM
Happily surprised by his friends immediate agreement the halfling leads the way confidently without a clue as to where he is going. He will however head towards the nearest, loudest, and most boistorous bar around and happily lead them straight into it juggling his balls and calling out "Ale for us all barmaid!" in a high pitched and squeaky halfling voice. "What did the dwarven woman say to her husband their betrothel night. I'll tug your beard if you tug mine." he says giggling and doing a double stomp and clap. He tosses his balls high in the air doing a few tricks as well.
Uteva Monday August 20th, 2001 4:16:21 PM
Calmly, Teva breaks the flesh of the banana in half and hands the top portion to the girl. "That's a good question, Wringer. Just a moment. Trace!" she calls after her retreating friends. "Sly! I'll stay here to watch the warehouse. Try to keep Lok from overindulging."
Turning back to the girl, she continues, "Shall we stick to safer conversational territory for now? Tell me about your rat-catching escapades. How many would you say you wring in a week? What do you do with them when you've killed them?"
Sir Thomas Monday August 20th, 2001 5:02:00 PM
Sir Thomas kneels at the alter with his armor on the ground next to him. He prays, pleads, and tries to renew his vows to his god quietly in preparation of his purification.
Altemia, Tara, and Kevil Monday August 20th, 2001 6:55:01 PM
Altemia nods and smiles at the woman.
"I'd be happy to."
She moves forward to follow them and the four-legged friends follow her.
Tara moves slowly up to the little girl and whines softly asking to have her ears rubbed.
Ilsidur Monday August 20th, 2001 11:11:58 PM
Ilsidur turns back from the stairs, looks at the clerk, and says, "Of course, the department I need to deal with would be closed today. Why would I possibly expect anything in the accursed city to work normally, or try to help its newer citizens. Thank you again, Hook City, for all of your help." Then he turns and leaves the city hall, heading back to the warehouse.
When Ilsidur gets back to the warehouse, he too notices Alyndar's absence. "Has anyone seen Alyndar? I don't think anyone has seen him since we had that odd visit from the Mudhound Mercs. Doesn't anyone else think it odd that the mercs appear, claim the warehouse as their own, and disappear laughing at the same time Alyndar (the person in our group with the deed to the warehouse) disappears? I'll go back to city hall and find out what I can about the Mudhound Mercs. I seem to have reached a rapport with the clerks there."
Ilsidur walks back to City Hall, a route he has learned to walk in a fog, in his sleep, with both feet tied behind his back. When he gets there, he goes straight past the reception desk, and heads for the clerk that deals with Champion groups. "Good day sir," Ilsidur says. "I sure hope you can help me. I am looking for any information that you might have about the Mudhound Mercenaries, or Mudhound Mercs. It is likely they are registered as a Champion group in the city, and it appears we are going to have a disupte with them over some property. It is also possible that they have kidnapped one of the members of my Champion's group. Is there anything you can tell me?"
After he hears what the clerk has to say, he heads over to the Frosted Glass. When he arrives there, he signals the maitre d' and asks, "Would it be possible for me to talk to Sieur Alphais? It is a matter of some importance."
DM kent Tuesday August 21st, 2001 8:02:56 PM Sly, Lok, and Trace find their way to the Frosted Glass with little or no difficulty and sit down to few beverages of choice.
Eagerly taking the banana, Wringer looks relieved when Uteva steers the conversation away from her employer. She thinks a moment and then looks up. "On a good day, I kin kich and wring two maybe three a day. Ifn I git three 'en we all eat fairly well. On the days I don we needs to scarf smufin."
The Family leads Altemia to their home and as the girl's mother heads off to the kitchen to get some refreshments. Nellie goe to a nearby chest and almost reverently starts removing a table cloth and some very fine glassware. Nellie's father indicates that Altemia should take a seat in what is obviously the most comfortable and nicest chair in the home.
After Sir Thomas removes his armor, an acolyte enters and takes Thomas's things and places them in a chest. Indicating that Thomas should strip down to only his breach cloth, waterskin and holy symbol. Motioning for Thomas to follow him, the acolyte turns and heads toward a curtain in the wall that obviously leads deeper in to the temple. Thomas is led in to a small well lit room that has several large vats of very sulfury smelling, green mud. The Acolyte again indicates that Thomas should entirely coat himself with the mud and once again follow him. Several minutes later the Acolyte stops at a solid granite door. The seams are hardly visible at all and the room is obviously fairly air tight. Opening the door, steam pours out of the room and starts filling the hallway. Motioning Thomas inside, He shows Thomas a single bench, a barrel of water with a dipper in it and some super heated rocks on one side of the room. Pouring several more dippers of water on the rocks and increasing the amount of steam the Acolyte motions for Thomas to sit on the bench and then through signs lets Thomas know that he will return in 24 hours. the Acolyte then turns and leaves, closing the door firmly behind him.
Ilsidur's sarcasm is lost on the harried clerk and he just nods and waves as Ilsidur leaves.
At his return, Ilsidur finds his way to the Clerk of Champions and makes his querries and requests. The Clerk is very attantive and takes down notes as Ilsidur speaks and when he is finished, looks Him right in the eyes and says, "Well sir I would be glad to help you, and I am sure that we have some information. As I am sure you will understand, we have volumes of material on any number of people and groups in the city. I expect that I could have something for you in the morning probably around tenth bell or so. Would that be all right sir?
After Ilsidur leaves, he makes his way to the frosted glass where he sees several members of his group quaffing down various libations. At Ilsidur's question, the maitre 'd responds. "But of course you mat speak to him. If you will have a seat, I will let him know you are wishing to converse with him. It may be a few moments though as he is currently, uuum, (he blushes) uhh, busy.
Ael finishes his inspection of the pentagram and is sure that it was used as some sort of Transportation device.
Sly Foxx and Luke Tuesday August 21st, 2001 8:46:15 PM
"Hey! this is where every thing started? It's the Frosted something or orther. Loc you ordered some dark looking beer, is it as good as it looks? Well! Alright I'll let you order." Said Sly, "Geez! I didn't have anything to drink yet and I thought I saw Ilsidur over there. My eyes are playing tricks on me??"
Luke is a little restless, but stays with the Wolves,
Sir Thomas Tuesday August 21st, 2001 8:57:09 PM
Thomas does all that the acylyte requires of him and nods just before he leaves the chamber. Thomas then kneels and begins to pray. He doesn't stop praying until the door opens again.
Trace and Radiant (Ceil) Tuesday August 21st, 2001 8:58:12 PM
"Boy! this is a very bustling place here. Loc do you remember what drinks we had here?" ask Trace. "I think like Sly, I'll let you order." then Trace whispers to Lok,"Rember the kid here (pointing to Sly with his thumb) Cannot hold anything too strong like us. Look just smelling the air around here and he thinks he just saw Ilsidur. HE HE."
Ilsidur Tuesday August 21st, 2001 9:43:28 PM
Ilsidur almost smiles (but not quite) as he is so well treated by the clerk of Champions. "I thank you, sir. It is good to know that at least some of the city workers take their jobs seriously. I will be back shortly after the tenth bell tomorrow." He leaves city hall scratching his head, thinking, "Whenever that is."
At the Frosted Glass, he thanks the maitre d', and says, "I will be over with that group of reprobates over in the corner, if you would send him over when he becomes available, that would be great." He moves over to his friends, and says, "So, what's up? Did Alyndar show up again? I am going to have to wait until tomorrow to get Madame Chloe's remains. I am also trying to find out about this Mudhound Mercs. Do you think it possible that they were hired by Void to cause us trouble.?"
He orders a Mountainhome Dark, and waits for Sieur Alphais.
Lok Mufflefoot Wednesday August 22nd, 2001 9:13:49 AM
Grinning wickedly the halfling orders the same as Ilsidur for his three friends. "Possibly, but tonight is for fun. We've all been too serious lateley." he says with finality which makes the casual mind wonder exactly how serious a halfling could be on a maintained basis. Singing a bawdy ballad concerning dwarfs, ale, and barmaids named Seline who turn out to be Seth, the halfling begins carousing and dancing as he juggles awaiting his ale.
Altemia, Tara, and Kevil Wednesday August 22nd, 2001 10:12:10 AM
Altemia takes the seat because she knows that it is expected of her. The animals lay down as well near her, but their heads are raised.
"Thank you so much for inviting me, sieur. My friends and I were worried about you and yours. I hope you are alright."
Ael d'Gaiaim Wednesday August 22nd, 2001 1:52:17 PM
Ael comes out of the building looking haggard and weary. He walks over to Uteva and her new friend, and sits down heavily. "I am fairly sure that the pentagram in the building was used as a teleportational focus. To where, I cannot say. I can say, however, that it involves a good deal of magic to create something of that nature; that is if we can assume that the lingering enchantments are in fact lingering enchantments, and not merely residue."
Sighing, he then says "Where did the others go?"
Uteva Wednesday August 22nd, 2001 4:52:47 PM
Teva slants Ael a quirky grin and pops the last bite of the banana in her mouth. Standing up, she moves behind the mage and starts rubbing his shoulders. "I don't know where Alyndar has got to. Would someone have to be standing on the pentagram to be teleported. Could he have been caught up in the transport? I don't remember him going into the warehouse after we arrived. Well, Altemia is talking to the familly the Mercs were holding. Ilsidur is trying to dig up some information about our unwelcome visitors, and the boys have gone off for a drink."
The bard sighs. "I wouldn't mind one of those myself, but I don't think we can bring young Wringer here into a tavern. Corruption of youth and all that."
DM kent (Game time is currently about 6 PM) d20+7=16 Wednesday August 22nd, 2001 6:01:36 PM Ael[b] realizes as Uteva starts rubbing his shoulders and he starts relaxing a bit, that it was not so much that the remaining spell residue led him to believe that the pentagram was used for transportation, but that the pentagram is pemanently magiced in to the warehouse's floor.
As [b]Uteva makes her comment about corrupting youths, Wringer screws her face up and says, "Shoot I's bin in lots 'o taverns afore. I likes a bit of watered down grape sumtimes. Hey hold on! "Ain none gon do no cruptin to me. Not ifn I's got sumfin t'say bout it." Wut is cruptin anyways?"
Trace, Lok and Sly are well in to their second drink when Ilsidur joins the motley crew and fils them in on his doings.
Sir Thomasassumes prayer position and with after the first 2 hours is sweating profusely. Not only that, but the mud that he smeared on his body is starting to really smell. After the third hour Thomas is getting a bit light headed and he notices that the mud seems to have for the most part been absorbed into his skin, and he is not sweating quite as much. he is however extremely thirsty.
Altemia sits as directed and moments later the small table is adorned with a cloth, crystal like cups, linen napkins and small plates. Almost as soon as the table is ready, Nellie's Mother bustles in with a fancy tea service, and a tray of fancy assorted pastries and sweets. A few moments are taken as tea is served and pastries are passed and selected. They seem to be waiting for Altemia before anyone else drinks or eats, but as soon as she does they all do so. After Altemia comments about their ordeal. Nelie's father looks down at her daughter and than with a shake of his head speaks. We were so confused and scared. At first we thought it was you all that jumped us as we came thru the door. And as our heads were almost immediately covered we didnt know better until we were each tied and gagged. It was really almost funny, cause I think they were expecting you and didnt really know what to do when they saw they had captured the wrong people. Imean other than being a bit scared we weren't hurt any.
Sly Foxx and Luke Wednesday August 22nd, 2001 6:53:20 PM
"AHHH! Yes,! Clerks of the Hook City Workers, All promise and very little information," said Sly and he finishes his second tankard of Mountainhome Dark, "Boy! is it me or is it getting warmer in hic here?" Sly waves the now empty tankard in the air, yelling HO HO IT'S EMPTY??" Then Sly gets up (a little unsteady) and starts to go on the dance floor. "Lookie there! That beautiful Dwarf Girl with the beard, Sheees want to dan hic dan hic dance with meee burp."
Luke is still having fun with the wolves.
Trace and Radiant (Ceil) Wednesday August 22nd, 2001 7:21:11 PM
"Where did Alyndar go? We don't know," said Trace as he throws a piece of fish to Radiant up on the rafters. "I think the last time we saw him, he was coming out of the warehouse. And what do you want with Madam Chloe's body any way?" Trace looks around making sure that no one is listening. " I think that Void is a wizard of some class, but where would he get that kind of power? If he can make pentagrams it also means that Bear is still in the game. As for those Mudhounds Merc there were after something??" Lok, Ilsidur,and Trace down the last drop of their second tankards, when Trace grab Sly by his belt, " Sit down, Little Brother! She has a husband with a Great Big Ax!"
Sir Thomas Wednesday August 22nd, 2001 9:25:34 PM
Thomas struggles with his thurst, but like a good paladin he ignores it and continues to pray and renew his vows to Alemi. He tries to find enjoyment in the difficulty of the trial. He does his best to concentrate on his prayer.
Ael d'Gaiaim Thursday August 23rd, 2001 10:24:58 AM
Ael sighs and lets Uteva relax him somewhat. Yawning, he says a bit more. "I have seen my Master scribe a circle such as that several times before, but never have myself. I cannot yet master a simple translocation, let alone a preprogrammed semiperminent dweomer such as this."
"I suppose we had best get moving. Either to supper, or to bed; I care not." He gives a sidelong glance at Wringer and nods softly. "I do truly wonder where Alyndar has got to..."
Altemia, Tara, and Kevil Thursday August 23rd, 2001 1:36:48 PM
Altemia enjoys the tea service, even with all the fuss and muss. Seeing the look on her canine friends faces she looks at the father questioningly before she hands them a treat. If he indicates that it is alright, she will give each a small bite.
"I am very glad that you and your family are alright. I was wondering if might have overheard anything they were talking about. We have no idea why they would want you, much less us. Any information, however small, could be of some use."
Lok Mufflefoot Thursday August 23rd, 2001 4:30:44 PM
Laughing raucously as his second tankard of ale fills his belly the halfling giggles nonstop at Trace. "Siwwy elf, thass not her husband, thass her." He giggles again and pinches Sly's cheek for a moment before dropping to the floor saying loudly "Now whars my hehe" takes a drink from his third tankard "whars my belly button? You stoles it ya thief, help that boy stoles my belly, hic, button." he says motioning like a woman in distress at Sly. Then something occurs to him and he stops, hops back onto his chair and says "Wonder where my knives went, is time to juggle" he says blankly staring at his belt of knives with confusion.
Uteva Thursday August 23rd, 2001 5:29:15 PM
The bard laughs lightly. "Don't worry, Wringer. We're not interested in corrupting you. Ael, can you keep her company for a few minutes?"
Leaving the two in front of the warehouse, Teva hurries next door to check Chloe's shop, office, and apartment for any sign of Alyndar or his personal belongings. Then she checks the warehouse and back apartment for the same.
Ilsidur Thursday August 23rd, 2001 9:51:18 PM
Ilsidur smiles at Lok's silly antics, and takes a swig from his second stein of ale. He holds his finger tip up, stuck between his other two fingers, and says, "You silly halfling, you dropped your belly button on the floor. I have it right here!" Then he thinks to himself, "I should have warned them about the Mountainhome Dark. It is definitely brewed to a dwarf's taste, and it takes a dwarf's stamina to drink it with impunity."
He continues to wait for Sieur Alphais to show.
DM Kent Friday August 24th, 2001 8:17:01 AM Lok and Sly's little performances are gaining a few disapproving looks from some of the staff and patrons, particularly when juggling knives are discussed, but for the most part they chuckle mildly or just ignore the duo. Moments later, just as Ilsidur obtains a belly button twixt his fingers, Sieur Alphais abruptly appears at Ilsidur's elbow.
Sir Thomas sits and sweats for several more hours and then remembers that he has a water skin with him (See preparation post) and as he unstoppers it for a small swig, he nearly gags as slimy, yellow, viscous liquid starts pouring out of his pores. It takes everything he has not to lose the contents of his very empty stomach.
Uteva runs next door and finds all in order, except that none of Alyndar's things are anywhere to be seen.
After Uteva leaves the room, Wringer looks up at Ael, studies him for a moment and states. "Yoos all ains frum roun herar ye? Wutcha duin here in Hook City?"
Nellies father shrugs as Altemia asks about feeding her companions and then he shrugs again as she asks her questions. "Likes I said afore, Thems wasn't expecting us. And really the only thing I heard that I think might be helpful was that they were under orders to hassle you. I got the opinion though that they would have done it without the orders. I don't think they like you all very much. They also said something about the Headless Heathen meeting with a bear. Though I think that was all just gibberish. I mean it didn't make much sense to me.
Sir Thomas Friday August 24th, 2001 9:49:55 AM
Thomas does all he can to contain himself. The water felt very good going down, but Thomas didn't feel very refreshed afterward. Wondering if he had done something wrong by breaking from his prayers to attend to such a worldly order as drinking some water, Thomas returns to his prayers trying to renew his vows to his god and to go through each of the teachings one by one. Thomas tries to commit to each vow individually so that he and his Lord will be on the same page during the ceremony.
Sly Foxx and Luke Friday August 24th, 2001 11:05:05 AM
Sly starts on his third tankard and is getting misty eyes. "Do you guys ..hic.. know the saddest ..hic.. thinng arrround thiss city ..hic.. is?" said Sly,"It's - burp - all those kids ...hic.. in jaiil. And And do you know somethingg ..hic.. ellse? Those little ..hic.. faces changge evry ..hic.. everery day.... How saad... How sad ..hic. OH! hi ..hic.. Slieuur All faiis. I need another mugg of bear!"
Luke plays fetch with the boys.
Trace and Radiant (Ceil) Friday August 24th, 2001 11:15:27 AM
Trace is getting a little buzz as he listen to what Sly is saying. It's getting hard to remember what rumor he had heard when he went out that week. *Maybe I'll remember tomorow* trace tell himself. Then he gets up as Sieur Alphais arrives at their table. " Good to see you again. Sieur, You must forgive my Little brother, he is not use to the quality of ale you have here. We will be leaving in a few minutes."
Radiant watches from the beam over head.
Ilsidur Friday August 24th, 2001 9:26:52 PM
Ilsidur pretends to flick his fingertip at Lok's nose, and says, "Catch!" Then he says, "Lok, you better keep your knives put away for tonight, and stick to your balls. I think the Mountainhome has gone straight to your furry little head. I'm not surprised, given the short distance it had to travel from your stomach."
He looks up at Sieur Alphais, and says, "Well met, Sir Alphais. Won't you join us for a drink? Please excuse my friends; they have been trying to keep up with me drinking the Mountainhome Dark beer. I'm sure you realize the affect it can have on non-dwarves. Now, the reason I asked for you. We have been struggling in your fine city for the past few days, ever since we were hired as guards for Madame Chloe's establishment. Your city is extremely bound up with rules and bureaucracy, and we seem to run afoul of it at every turn. I was hoping you could recommend someone that we could hire for the next few days that knows the ins and outs of the city, so that we could get good advice on what we need to do, and how we can get the bureaucracy to fulfill our needs. Can you recommend such a person, and how do we go about hiring him or her?"
Lok Mufflefoot Monday August 27th, 2001 1:35:46 PM
Comiserating with Sly Lok says "Yeah, isa shamin i tells ya" he hiccups a moment "Hey shly i ever'n tell ya bout tha man who drank dorfen ale and juggled knifes? Hehe int much ta tell now that he's got a kitty cat, he don do that" hiccup "anymore". he says and somehow the punchline is lost on everybody even Lok.
The halfling smiles blankly at Sir Alphais saying only "Seen my belly buttonsh?"
He does however begin singing an extremely bawdy ballad about a dwarf, a barrel of dwarven spirits, and the horse named Elmer he awoke strapped to atop a boat on the sea.
Uteva (warehouse) Monday August 27th, 2001 2:11:36 PM
"There's no sign of Alyndar, and all his things are gone," Teva calls as she rejoins the wizard and the thief. "I'm worried, Ael. He's even taken the ox and cart. It isn't like him to leave without a word. I hope the others get back soon so that we can sort this out."
Setting aside her concern for the moment, she leads the two to the back apartment. "We may as well eat while we wait," she says, heading for the kitchen area. "Wringer, would you like to join us?"
Altemia, Tara, and Kevil Monday August 27th, 2001 7:01:31 PM
At the statement from the father, Altemia's eyes round.
"The Headless Heathen and a bear, hmm? I think you just told me everything I needed to know."
Altemia stands and shakes his hand.
"Sieur, once again, I am glad that you are safe. I think what you just told me will help us a lot."
Smiling and nodding to the rest of the family, she moves toward the door.
"Thank you for the wonderful tea. I need to see my friends and tell them this bit of information. Please excuse me for leaving so quickly."
With that, Altemia and the animal are out the door and heading back to the warehouse.
DM Kent Monday August 27th, 2001 7:38:57 PM
Sir Alphais pulls up a chair to the table and sits down as he signals a waiter for a drink. Moments later the waiter arrives with this almost flourescent green frothy beverage. Sir Alphais takes in a deep breath and then takes the smallest of sips. A snile crosses his face as it appears as if ten years of worry washes away from him. Listening to Ilsidur's comments and questions, he ponders a moment and then responds. "Hmm, well, let's see. Yes, yes, I think I might just know the person that could help you in that capacity. He is Riguo's (the Maitre d') younger brother. his name is Luiguo. He just finished his civil exams and is currently looking for a position in the bureaucracy, so he should be perfect for what you need and he could use the chits." As for contacting him for hire, I am sure he would be glad to meet you here, in the morning.
After the yellowy stuff empties from his body, Sir Thomas almost immediately feels physically better than he has for days. As he meditates and prays he also starts to feel something he hasn't felt since before the challenge. He feels as if a part of him is starting to be filled where before he had felt a uneasy hollowness.
Sly and Lok order their fourth beers and as they finish their third notices that the room is no longer still. In fact it seesm to be starting to spin. (Make two Con checks Vs DC15 at -2)
Radient picks at the food sent up to him as if he senses that something is not right, or perhaps he is being influenced by an overabundance of human contact. Tracepicks up his uneasiness and starts brooding a bit and looking around as if he is being watched.
Uteva, Wringer and Ael find their way to the kitchen to scrounge up something to eat, Wringer looks up at Ael and asks, "Is yoos a caster like th' hedless one?" You ain gon sel me, ar ye?"
Altemia makes her hasty exit without appearing overly rude. as she heads around the corner to the warehouse she spots Uteva, Ael and the girl heading to the apartment.
Sly Foxx and Luke d20-2=5 d20-2=3 Tuesday August 28th, 2001 10:29:24 AM
(ooc:rolls of 5 and 3,I think Sly failed)
Sly lean over to Trace,"I (burp) I stink dadathaat (sly hic-ups with a little spittle) hic I'ma - I'ma in tro-truo- trouble. N - N (big burp) needy aaAaa big BIG hic buc- buc- ket." Sly is starting to slide off the chair, his eyes are rolling in his head and his skin on his face is turning green.
Erace and Radiant(Ceil) Tuesday August 28th, 2001 10:47:47 AM
Trace is throwing some chicken parts to Radiant, when Trace sences that the bird is picking at his food and eyeing the room. *Something's wrong? Radiant is uneasy* Trace tell himself. Trace starts looking around the room, the feeling that someone or people are watching him. Trace is trying keep mental contact with the bird and does not notice what Sly is saying or doing.
Uteva, Flying Casual Tuesday August 28th, 2001 12:13:13 PM
The bard pauses, heart in her throat, and exchanges a glance with Ael. "No, hun, we're not going to sell you." She sets bowls on the table and pats the bench for Wringer to hop up. "We don't like that freak much, so we try not to copy him. What we will do," Teva dishes day-old stew into each bowl and hands the girl a hunk of bread, "is repay you for helping us. For example, by telling us what you've heard about the headless one. Does he sell a lot of kids?" Teva keeps her tone serious, but light, as she digs into her meal to put the girl at ease.
When Altemia arrives, Teva sets out another bowl of stew.
Ilsidur Tuesday August 28th, 2001 1:03:13 PM
"Thank you for your help, Sieur Alphais. I am sure Master Luiguo is exactly the sort of person we are looking for. Could you please make arrangements for us to meet him here at breakfast, say at about the eighth bell? Now, if you will excuse us, I think I better get my friends home, before we have a little accident."
Looking over at Trace, he says, "If you could help young Sly, I will give some support to Lok. We better get them back to the warehouse right away, and let them sleep this night off. I should have warned them about trying to keep up with a dwarf and his dwarven ale. Oh well, once bitten, twice shy."
Unless Sieur Alphais has anything to add, Ilsidur bids him a good night, throws Lok's arm over his shoulder, and leads Trace and Sly out the front door, and back to the warehouse.
Altemia, Tara, and Kevil Tuesday August 28th, 2001 2:27:49 PM
Seeing Uteva, Altemia heads to the apartment as well. Seeing the stew, she dishes out 2 more dishes and sets all three on the floor for the animals.
"I got fed next door, thanks Teva. Everyone seems fine. They were more scared than anything and I think they appreciated our concern. Didn't find out too much though."
She sits down. She doesn't want to say the rest in front of the girl and hopes that Uteva can tell.
Lok Mufflefoot d20-1=16 d20-1=9 Tuesday August 28th, 2001 4:56:06 PM
(made first one 16, failed second) The halfling steadies his head as it begins lolling to the side a bit. Looking at the dwarven ale a bit differently he says "Wha haf you din to me ilseedur? Ishh too mush drinkun poishon methink." he finishes as his elbows slide from the table and he slides somewhat down in the big chair. Looking at the queasy look on Sly's face and feeling it a bit himself he says loudly "Muhoh, Slysh gonna blow bueberries like ahh ahh elfy who stucken hish head in wiff da dwarfen chammber pot."
Sir Thomas Tuesday August 28th, 2001 6:00:41 PM
Somewhat relieved by the sign, yet further motivated to continue his prayers and current practices of purification, Thomas renews his efforts with more vigor than the last round. He finds exhilaration in the filling of the emptiness and also in the heat of his surroundings. Thomas takes a moment to drink some water and then to dribble some from the ladel onto the steam rocks. He then returns to his prayers and continues where he left off.
DM Kent Wednesday August 29th, 2001 7:30:37 PM
At the several requests for a bucket of sorts one apears at Sly's side just as it is needed, and then sly's head hits the table with a thud as he passes out. Just as Sly finishes with the bucket, Lok, who was winning the battle, loses it and grabs for the bucket himself. Alphais, nodding in response to Ilsidur's request beats a hasty retreat, trying not to look askance at the actions of his guests. While Trace does not see anything strange he does have a niggling feeling that HE is being watched. So much so that the hairs on his neck are all but upright. Just as the group heads out the door a city messenger in green runs up and stops in front of Ailsidur. "Excuse me but I have a missive for you." Your friend The paladin is at the Temple of Domi and is undergoing a ritual of purification. He will be able to rejoin you sometime tomorrow afternoon." With the aid of Ilsidur and Trace manage to get the boys back to the warehouse only to find it black and empty. noticing that the appartment lights are on they head there to find the rest of the party with the exception of Thomas sitting around and eating.
Wringer, realizing that she may have said something she shouldn't have, looks extremely nervous as you ask about Void. She seems to be fighting a battle within herself. Obviously she comes to some decision and she suddenly sits up straight and a new light is in her eye. "MMhmm when he can gits some he sells em. But then he sells any kin o' folk an other thins as well.
Sly Foxx and Luke Wednesday August 29th, 2001 8:38:14 PM
Sly is ready up chuck when a big bucket appears and in goes Sly's head "Blahhh! choke! burp Blahhh! Once more. Then Sly raises his head and point his finger at Trace. Sly eyes roll back and his head hits the table. He is out like a candle. The next thing he knows, he's in the warehouse with a headache.
Luke is asleep at Sly feet.
Trace and Radiant Wednesday August 29th, 2001 8:55:47 PM
Trace look at Sly and Lok's antics, turn to Ilsidur "We have to teach these guys how to drink or try to make them drink slower. If that's posible?" Trace pick up Sly and sling him over his shoulder and whistles to radiant. Trace will take another look around the room, because this nagging feeling is stronger than ever. After Ilsidur talks to the messenger, there off to the warehouse. But Trace's back hairs are up right.
Sir Thomas Wednesday August 29th, 2001 9:17:32 PM
Thomas continues to pray.
Uteva Thursday August 30th, 2001 4:25:44 PM
"Well, now, Wringer, that's very helpful of you to tell us." Teva winks at the girl and nods sagely. "I'd heard he was plucking people off the Trade Roads and selling them off, but I didn't know he was selling children. Have you heard if he gets any of his merchandise or makes any sales inside Hook City? Does he do that himself, or has he got agents?"
Ilsidur Thursday August 30th, 2001 9:10:01 PM
Ilsidur drags Lok over to a cot in the apartment, and tosses the halfling down onto the mattress. He takes Lok's boots off, and covers him with a blanket. "Once you sleep that off, you should feel better, likely in three or four days."
Then Ilsidur joins the group talking to the young thief. "I have had a frustrating day trying to find out about Madame Chloe. This city is driving me crazy. So, I have made arrangements for us to hire Riugio, the nephew of the maitre d' at the Frosted Glass. Apparently, he has just graduated from bureaucracy school here in Hook City, which should make him about 67 years old. Anyways, I am meeting him at 8 bells tomorrow morning, and will take him with me to City Hall, to smooth the way for finding out about Madame Chloe, the Mudhound Mercs, and what may have become of Void and his cronies."
"I hope Sir Thomas didn't take all of our local chit money with him when he went to the church, since I will likely need some 'money' to bribe these ridiculous city officiaries. [OOC: Clay, is Sir Thomas' pack with us? Can Ilsidur get to the money.] Otherwise, I will stop at the church on the way to City Hall, and get whatever I can."
Listening to Uteva trying to make friends with the young girl, Ilsidur adds, "Young lady, I assure you we mean you no harm. These orcs are enemies of ours, and it would make all of us most happy if we were able to wipe them from the face of the continent. Please help us, and tell us anything that you know. We can probably even pay you, if your information is useful enough."
Lok Mufflefoot Friday August 31st, 2001 9:05:19 AM
Puking into the bucket heartily the halfling suddenly loses his happy demeanor and becomes jelly. All the way home the halfling burps disgustingly so much so that it would make anyone wonder as to how so much disgusting gas could come from one little person. Without much hope of winning the battle, he falls straight asleep missing his bed when they do arrive back.
Ael d'Gaiaim Friday August 31st, 2001 10:08:34 AM
Looking intently at Wringer all the while, Ael listens quietly. Then he raises an eyebrow and looks to Wringer, getting a strangely old look in his eyes.
"Your hands are tools, are they not? They can be used however you wish. You can cook with them, or you can kill with them. Magic is the same." Pausing, he smiles very softly at the child. "...do you see? Now, let us go and investigate this state of affairs."
Gazing down at his book, he seems to reach a very difficult internal choice, and speaks a soft word. It vanishes, apparently returned to the library from whence it came. The mage flexes his fingers, and walks forward, toward the Inn, with 'teva and Wringer. He doesn't look back.
Altemia, Tara, and Kevil Saturday September 1st, 2001 11:30:49 AM
Altemia watches Wringer closely. She tries not to put her on the defensive though.
"Wringer, who normally grabs the kids and folk that get sold? Do you know?"
Tara and Kevil finish with their supper and begin to lick the bowls and their snouts clean.
To take the pressure off her question, Altemia goes over to the wolves and picks up their bowls and begins to clean them.
DM Kent (It must have been the beer) Saturday September 1st, 2001 2:59:38 PM Sir Thomas is continually feeling better as the night progresses and even at time feels as if he might even be closer to Domi than before as he seems to be receiving a message of needing aid. Several hours before dawn, chills overtake Thomas's body coming in waves. For five minutes his body is wracked in freezing pain and then as he sits waiting for the next waze to come, he feels a piercing pain in his gut. When he looks down he notices that a thick black fluid is slowly seeping out of his body from just above his navel.
Sly and Lok having been laid to rest find themselves having extremely strange and vibrant violent dreams.
*Sly's dream seems to revolve around snakes and other beasts without heads that are capturing and killing all his friends, while he is being held in place by Void and Bear.*
*Lok's dream while less violent, is no less strange, in his dream, sand-colored, cloaked men, aparently on a pilgrimage are asking for shelter at a small hamlet and when it becomes dark, seem to turn into huge sand-colored insects, who capture and carry off many of the town folk that offered them shelter.*
Wringer turns even paler, if that's possible, as Ael makes his speech and then moves closer to Uteva. Looking between Uteva, Altemia, and Ilsidur as they ask her questions, she shrugs as if resigned to her fate. Her face brightens a bit at the mention of being paid, until she sees who said it. "I mit's well tell ye wuts I be know'n as I's as good as dead now anway." Don kno where I'll be goin t'now, I can't be a goin bac t' the streets, tha's fer sur." She pauses a few moments to drink smething and to arrange her thoughts. "Kay, As fer ole hedles, he rarli do anythin hisself. He gos s'many peeps work'n fer 'im both in Mud and in the Hook. Some as say he's gots a hand in the Market Guard as well. An he has his own bussinesses on the bridge too. As fer who he uses fer his work? Anyone he wans they dos his work or they dies. he don giv no secon chances neither." I be hearin tha one name afor tho... Them Mudhounds, is sure of an this Bear too I guess."
Sly Foxx and Luke Saturday September 1st, 2001 6:15:15 PM
Sly is very restless, he twists and turns he also sweats one minute and then freezes the next, He yells "NO! NO! Bear! let go of me, Void your choking me I have to save my friends from those headless snake, they are sucking the life out of them. And those horrible headless beast, are pounding the life out of Sir Thomas. Let me go! Let me go!"
Luke Saturday September 1st, 2001 6:23:00 PM
While Sly sleep off his beer feast, he went down to where the rest of the party is eating and goes around nosing and begging for food. He's hungry but will not grab food for himself (he knows that the male wolf will not permit it) he only takes what is offered.
Trace and Radiant (Ceil) Saturday September 1st, 2001 6:38:29 PM
Trace is not as tipsy as Sly or Lok, so he sits with the rest of the party. "You know, Ilsidur, when we at the tavern. I had the sinking feeling that we were being watch, even before Sour Alphais arrived and sat with us. " As Trace rubs the back of his neck," When we were coming back to the warehouse, it seem as like the shadows were alive. Watching! just Watching."
Sir Thomas Monday September 3rd, 2001 1:29:28 PM
In a frantic fit of worry, Thomas wipes the black fluid goo from his stomach only to see more seep out from the pores of the same spot. "Is this from me my Lord? Have I become tainted? Has my understanding been so clouded? I release this to you lord Alemi. I will try to relearn your teachings." Thomas sits and contemplates what is happening. He tries to listen to the call that Domi is giving him. Knowing that Alemi and Domi, while different gods, are friends and have similar goals for the good races. Thomas relates the two gods as the arm and the sword. One being the force and the other the means to the end. "I will do as I think you command. . . Both of you."
Uteva Monday September 3rd, 2001 4:32:39 PM
Teva wrinkles her nose at mention of the Mudhound Mercs, but doesn't seem surprised to hear them named with Void. "Well, we might be able to help set you up in a new profession, Wringer. My friends and I have contacts here and there. Was today's fun and games on the Bridge part of a job for His Headlessness? Who was the shill with the flashy magic tricks?"
Ilsidur Tuesday September 4th, 2001 12:52:06 AM
"So, young lady, you don't believe that we will pay you for helping us? I assure you that our word is good. We REALLY do have a hate on for the headless one and his brother the big bear orc. How does someone go about contacting them? Do you know where we can find them?"
Ael d'Gaiaim Tuesday September 4th, 2001 9:43:57 AM
Listening to Wringer, Ael frowns. Not wanting to frighten her more, he remains silent, but shares a look with Uteva.
Bending down, he picks up a small, rounded pebble from the side of the road. Looking to Wringer, he smiles, cupping the stone in his hand. He closes his eyes, speaking a soothing chant in low tones, and the stone begins to glow, and then to grow.
When the magic is complete, no stone remains in the hand, but rather a tiny, lusterous flower. He hands this to Wringer, hoping to show what he has recently been reminded of himself. Magic can create beauty as well as calamity.
Altemia, Tara, and Kevil Tuesday September 4th, 2001 1:58:40 PM
With everyone else hitting Wringer for questions, she decides to just do a little clean up around the apartment and listen.
Tara and Kevil head off to a corner and curl up for a nap with their full bellies.
Lok Mufflefoot Tuesday September 4th, 2001 4:12:47 PM
Restlessly turning and tangling himself in his sheets the halfling can be heard shivering under his blankets audibly with teeth chattering. He seems paralyzed and occasionally tries to say something muffled in his sleep.
DM Kent Tuesday September 4th, 2001 7:42:21 PM
The rest of Sir Thomas' purification goes relatively smoothly and without any other loss of strange fluids. Toward midnight Thomas falls in to a deep sleep that is full of dreams about truth, responsibility, and justice with mercy. He gets the feeling that working within a community is considered a good thing and not something to disdain. When he wakes Sir Thomas feels something hanging around his neck and realizes that his two holy symbols are no longer in his possesion. When he checks what is around his neck he finds a slightly larger than hand sized pendant of two crossed swords, the pommels of which and the place where they they cross are made of 1 inch in diameter rubies.
It is now near midnight as the rest of the party interogates the poor little girl. She looks at Uteva and with a long sigh answers her questions. No he doesn't work for him. At least not directly. His name is Barlew we were all kinda work'n t'gether t' try an make som chit. He takes fifty pecent from us all but we make out ok... well mos o the time anywise.
Staring at Ilsidur, she almost stammers. Wwhy wwwould you wwwant to cccontact HIM. I don kno how t fine him, an I don want to. Send him amessage, I spect he' finds you soon nuff.
Yawning Wringer notices what Ael is doing and watches the light in his hand with a tense determination, ready to bolt. As the flower appears a lok of wonder crosses over her face. shrinking back from Ael's hand and the flower, she looks up at his face as if waiting for the other shoe to fall. When nothing bad happens she tentaively scoots a little closer and looks at the flower in his outstretched hand. Reaching out to touch it she asks, "Is it real? It so pretty and small." A shy smile comes over her face as she takes the small flower from Ael's hand.
Lok and Slystill sleep restlessly for a a while dreeming more of the same dream and finally the dreams go away.
Tracesits for a while and then still feeling a bit nervous he gets up and helps Altemia with the straightening.
Sly Foxx and Luke Tuesday September 4th, 2001 8:12:09 PM
Sly is still having those headless snakes that are killing his friends, But there are less and less of them. "Go Away! leave my friends alone. Hot! Hot! dry -- sand -- hot sun -- water please!" yells Sly. Then he's rest a little bit when he starts to see children in jail. "Weinnie"s brother - Just miss him - No! No! not the headless snakes again." Then at this point Sly falls out of bed.
Luke walk to the girls doing the dishes and whines for food. "Whine whine."
Sir Thomas Wednesday September 5th, 2001 9:20:30 AM
Thomas wakes shocked that he fell asleep during the ceremony. He begins to berate himself, but when he notices that he has a new pendant around his neck he gets the feeling that he was intended to fall asleep. Thomas offers a prayer of thanks and renewed vigor to the cause of his Lord Alemi. He promises to use his love for Domi's methods more sparingly, in favor of a new definition of mercy. He rises and looks around the room. If the door is not open he will sit and wait to see if someone comes to check on him. He will spend that time in further prayer of thanks and also in contemplation about his dream and the ceremony and what he will say to his friends when he gets to see them again.
Ael d'Gaiaim Wednesday September 5th, 2001 12:27:59 PM
Ael grins at Wringer as she takes the flower. "Magic can help us see prettiness hidden in things we may not expect. My mentor and sometime friend, Gaius, taught me that. Yes, it is real. As much as the pebble it grew from. Keep it, perhaps it will bring us luck!"
Releasing the bud to the girl's hands, Ael steps back, wishing to comfort and inspire, not frighten her.
Lok Mufflefoot Wednesday September 5th, 2001 3:16:15 PM
The halfling finally gets some sleep when of a sudden Sly's flops right on top of him. Screaming bloody murder the halfling wriggles out from under the boy until he realizes what has happened. "Big lug, ya almost killed me" he says queasily.
Altemia, Tara, and Kevil Wednesday September 5th, 2001 4:42:35 PM
Altemia cotinues to move around straightening and cleaning and listening. Hearing a scream, she goes to check on the two sleeping ones to make sure they are alright.
Uteva Wednesday September 5th, 2001 4:56:11 PM
Teva gives Wringer a reassuring smile. "Thanks, dearie, that's a big help. It's getting late, and I think it's time most of us caught some sleep. Wringer, you can bunk with me, if you like. Altemia or Trace should be up if you need anything. In the morning we'll see about setting you up with some funds."
The bard says her good nights and sacks out.
Ilsidur Wednesday September 5th, 2001 5:24:19 PM
"Good idea, Uteva. I have a feeling tomorrow is going to be a busy day. Wringer, you need to think about how we can help you, since you have been so helpful to us. Trace, Altemia, I have a feeling it would be worthwhile for us to keep a watch tonight. I will take first watch, Trace you take second watch, and Altemia you can take third watch. You need to wake us up shortly after 6 bells, so that we can make our morning devotions, swing by the church and see how Sir Thomas is doing, and then get to the Frosted Glass for breakfast and to hire our bureaucracy-savvy support person."
Ilsidur sets himself up centrally in the apartment, where he can keep an eye on things (and on Wringer; he still doesn't fully trust the young girl) and gets ready for first watch.
DM kent Wednesday September 5th, 2001 10:10:00 PM
The night passes quietly for everyone and everyone wakes fairly well rested except for our two very hung over drinkers. Sly is in the worst shape and cringes at every little noise.
Trace and Radiant Wednesday September 5th, 2001 11:07:09 PM
Trace stretches and rises in the morning after his watch. "Good morn all, it feels like I have been gone for a month or so." Trace readies his things for the days work ahead what ever might arise. "Sir Thomas should be back with us today, no?"
Trace and Radiant Wednesday September 5th, 2001 11:10:27 PM
ooc: sorry gone so long and I am glad to be back and see your sorry faces. compter is good as new, so says my buddy that worked on it for me. and a greatfull thanks to Uteva for keeping guard over Trace who has been my pride and joy for over the past two years since the Southern Lights began.
Uteva Thursday September 6th, 2001 11:24:36 AM
The bard spends some early morning time thoughtfully communing with her harp. As soon as Sly and Lok get up, she pounces. "Good morning, gentlemen!" she says, cheery and perhaps a bit overloud. She pounds each heartily on the back. "I see you're both refreshed and ready for a new day! Hurry and get dressed. Places to go, people to see!"
Teva checks over her gear to make sure that Wringer hasn't liberated anything portable, and quietly suggests to each of her friends that they do the same. She turns to the girl. "Wringer, you've helped us out a lot. Have you thought how we can return the favour? This is your town; you know it better than we do."
Sly Foxx and Luke Thursday September 6th, 2001 11:29:15 AM
Sly wakes with the worst head ache He has ever had, it is soo bad that Sly has to ware a blind fold so the light will not make the head ache worse. With the blind fold on he can only see down toward the floor. "Luke have you had any breakfast? Here I'll get you some." Sly gets his back pack and gives Luke some jerky, But the feeling of emptying his stumac is over welming, he run for a bucket and bumps into a door that was open. "Stupid #@%&$*!!%$* Door" as Sly sits on the floor and his head half out of the bucket. Sly can hear some laughing in the next room.
Luke lay next to the bed eating his beef jerky.
Ilsidur Thursday September 6th, 2001 6:28:19 PM
Ilsidur shakes his head and grins at the two hung-over companions struggling to get ready to move out. "You two should know better than to try to keep up with a dwarf and his beer. The Mountainhome Dark is brewed with a special yeast that allows it to contain more than two times the alcohol of normal beer. Next time, try the Mountainhome Light, it doesn't have near the kick."
Ilsidur then moves over to a quiet corner of the apartment, looks over his stuff to make sure nothing is missing, and makes his morning devotions to his lord Marmathon Dur.
"Now, lets get ready to head out. I am going to the church to check on Sir Thomas, and then over to the Frosted Glass tavern to hire our bureaucrat-to-be. Then I am heading over to City Hall to see about getting Madame Chloe back, and find out whatever I can about the Mudhound Mercs, and see if Void and Bear have shown their faces at the Champions desk. Who is coming with me?"
Ael d'Gaiaim Thursday September 6th, 2001 7:20:29 PM
Ael sleeps soundly, troubled only by the snores of his companions. When he wakes, he quietly communes with his spellbook, practices a few cantrips, and settles down thoughtfully.
Sir Thomas Thursday September 6th, 2001 7:59:15 PM
After a long reflection, Thomas wonders if he should try the door to see if it is open. He wonders if the ceremony is over. He sits and studies the pendant he found around his neck when he woke up. He wonders what time it is. He wonders a lot of things, but one thing he does not wonder is whether Alemi has forgiven him. He feels good. Better than he has in a long time. Thomas sighs quietly and sits with his back against the wall as he continues to contemplate the best way to make a positive impact on this overly beaurocratic city.
Altemia, Tara, and Kevil Friday September 7th, 2001 1:17:26 AM
As her friends begin to wake at the end of her watch, Altemia goes off to the wolves corner and sits with them. There, she meditates and renews her ties with the earth and the divine. She then gets up and tosses a couple of pieces of trail food to her companions for breakfast. She, too, checks her belongings after noticing some of the other doing the same.
"Ilsidur, I'll come with you. I need to get out of this warehouse for a bit. I'll leave Kevil here again. Tara doesn't mind the crowds like he does."
Lok Mufflefoot Friday September 7th, 2001 12:47:28 PM
Lok runs to Sly's aid, only to be forced to leave the room as his queasiness grows by watching the poor young man retch. He quietly begins getting ready and then suddenly remembers his plan. Sly had Luke to take care of him, and the others their pets. Today was the day Lok would find a pet. Cleaning himself up the halfling dips into some of his coin stores in his pack and begins to run off to the market to see if he can find an animal vendor before the others are up and about.
DM kent Saturday September 8th, 2001 2:33:12 PM Sir Thomas rests, ponders and prays for the remainder of the night and as the final minutes of his ordeal come to a close he gets a flash picture in his mind of Void and Bear digging a large grave. Moments later, the door to the steamroom opens up and the same Acolyte pears in. "Ah, Sir Thomas Hurley, I see that you are with us still. that is a good thing. Your friends have arrived to check on you. They await in the outer vestibutle.
Uteva wakes up in a mood that is very ifectious except to our two hurting puppies. Wringer even wakes up with a smile on her face. As Uteva asks her questions, Wringer's face clouds over for a moment as she remember how loose her mouth had been last night. dos yous all own this place? Could Istay here and work fer you alls? an expectant look appears in her eyes.
Ael settles down to study while the others are getting ready and the two party animals are cleaning up.
Lok remembers that the places he wants to visit will not open for a couple of hours yet.
Finally everyone is ready to depart and head off to the temple to check on Sir Thomas. As the arrive at the Temple they are greeted by an Acolyte and escorted in to one of the larger vestibules and asked to wait that their friend should be with them momentarily. Moments later Sir Thomas arrives looking better than you have seen him for quite a while. Pleasantries are exchanged and the group heads off to the Frosted Glass to meet Sieur Alphais' little brother.
You all arrive at the Frosted glass without incident and are immediately seated and your orders are taken. Almost as soon as your waiter leaves Sieur Alphais appears at your table side with yonger sallow looking, wan man, who looks nothing at all like the Tavern's owner. Whlie this young man doesnt look like he has seen the sun in years, he hardly looks like a bureaucrat. The younger man is very tall and muscular and like his older brother, moves like a cat. As Sieur Alphais starts to spek with you and introduce his brother, the young man inturrupts him with a very deeo and sonorous voice. Thank you brother, but I am very well able to introduce myself. Don't you have a kitchen or something that you need to oversee? Sieur Alphais stands there with his mouth working like a fish for a moment or two and then as quietly as he came, leaves to check onhis tavern. After Alphais departs, The young man agai turns to the table and the group. I hope you don't mind but I took the liberty of ordering and having my meal sent here as well. My name is Luigor Rigoi, most folk call me Lui or Rigs. Either will do. My brother says that you have need of some one to cut thru the bureaucratic red tape and ease your way thru things, here in town. Is that so?
Sir Thomas Sunday September 9th, 2001 5:37:01 PM
Thomas stands and greets the young acolyte with a warm and proper greeting from his lord Alemi. He then follows the lad to where his possessions are and dresses himself in his armor. He mentally reprimands himself for letting it get so dirty, but wears it proudly as it will help him achieve his work for Alemi. He grabs his pack and checks to be sure that he has everything. He then goes to where his friends are waiting. "Good morning everyone. He gives everyone a hug. I am very sorry for how I acted recently, and thank you for being my friends, especially through such a hard time for me. I am very grateful. How have you been since I saw you last? It seems like ages."
Thomas follows the group to the Frosted Glass and catches up with what has happened. He is very surprised by the forward and seemingly offensive nature of their beaurocrat. he thinks to himself that the young man had better work better with people that aren't family if he is going to help them. He greets the young man with a smile and a handshake, but lets Ilsidur take charge since he has been the one dealing with the beaurocrats lately. Thomas sits and smiles and involves himself with as much small talk as he can. he has a new attitude toward life and is just happy to be around his friends again.
Sly Foxx and Luke Sunday September 9th, 2001 7:41:01 PM
"OOOHHH!" moans Sly as he washes his face. then thinks to himself' I hope I can walk a strait line. He's Ready and follow Uteve by holding on to sash and walking behind her. When Sir Thomas hugs Sly, "Friend Sir Thomas, Domi has smiled on you. OH! Please don't squeeze to hard I have a head ache. When they arrived at the Frosted Glass, Sly greets Sieur Alphais and whispers to him 'Do you have anything for a head ache, Please!' Then sits down and pets Luke.
Trace and Radiant Sunday September 9th, 2001 8:39:49 PM
Trace follows everyone to the frosted glass and returns the hug just as tight to Sir Thomas. "I am glad that you are feeling well again and yes it does seem like it has been ages since we talked last." Trace follows in behind his little brother. He reaches around and gives a quick playfull copule of taps on his belly. "Hungry this morning little brother? How about some runny fried eggs and a serving of hot grits with the butter running down the sides?" Trace smiles but feels a bit guilty for helping cause his situation last night. The two seconds pass as he give Sly another jab in the side before sitting and order the before mentiond breakfest. While he waits for his food he pets Radiant and address the others. "Well, I have about enough fun in this city and I vote that we settle up here or make whatever arrangements we need to and get back on the open road. I think we need to head South to look for more clues about these orcs and the situation they are cuaseing."
Altemia, Tara, and Kevil d20+9=22 Monday September 10th, 2001 12:58:23 AM
Altemia decides to leave both the wolves at the warehouse when they leave. Bending down, she looks into their eyes and tells them to be strong and guard well. They each lick her face in reply.
Getting up she leaves with the others to find out about Sir Thomas. At the temple, Altemia smiles when she sees him. He seems to be much better for his time at the temple and she is very pleased to see him smile.
At the Frosted Glass, she sets herself down where she can keep an unobtrusive eye on the rest of the patrons. She is beginning to learn caution and distrust from some of her recent escapades (Spot 22).
Uteva Monday September 10th, 2001 10:30:44 AM
Teva tilts her head to study the girl. "The place is ours, for now, but we may not be in town much longer, Wringer. And we might not be the safest people to work for at the moment. I'll tell you what --" The bard retrieves the basket of leftover fruit from yesterday's abortive shopping trip. "Madame Orchid could probably use some help today. If you prove yourself trustworthy and work well for her, I'll see to setting you up in a permanent job. Deal?"
On the way to the temple, Uteva stops in at the Fruit Market to explain to Orchid about the Market trip and how they 'aquired' Wringer, and to ask her to take the girl for the day.
Later, the bard returns Sir Thomas' hug, with change, and explains what they've learned from his captive. "That fits with what I've heard over the last couple of weeks, busking out in Mud City and in the taverns here in Hook. The are several groups of raiders in the area, and they target caravans carrying food and weapons. The slave trade in young people mostly goes north, but some goes south of here. Both operations seem to be centered in Mud City, and Void and the Mudhound Mercs are in it up to their ears."
Teva sighs and shakes her head. "I don't know why slavery has suddenly become more fashionable, but -- food and weapons? It sounds like somebody is outfitting an army. And that makes me wonder if the Mercs were more interested in us, or in our warehouse full of armour."
At the Frosted Glass, she detaches Sly from the her tabbard-tails and orders a hearty meal. She ignores Lui's brusk manner and gives him a winning smile. "Yes, we do. Ilsidur can tell you most of it, but I'm curious: A member of our champion group has gone missing. Is there any official channel to check whether he left the city? Perhaps customs records?"
Ael d'Gaiaim Monday September 10th, 2001 1:03:16 PM
Ael listens to Uteva's revelations, a thoughtful look growing on his face. "Were not the Orcs after, primarily, that suit and shield of Adamantine Derivitive? I am curious to know why they launched a detailed assault such as they did, seemingly only to aquire one set of armor."
The mage's stomach growls loudly. Flustered, he says "Um. Why don't we discuss this over a meal?"
Ilsidur Monday September 10th, 2001 7:35:22 PM
Ilsidur claps the young paladin on the shoulder. "I'm glad to have you back, in better spirits. I can understand how it must feel to be separated from your lord. I don't know what I would do if I couldn't feel my lord Marmathon Dur's presence inside me all the time."
At the restaurant, Ilsidur orders a big helping of scrambled eggs and sausage, with a large mug of lager to wash it down. "Lok, Sly, care to join me in a drink? It's on me." He smiles at their likely reaction.
When the young man arrives at the table and is introduced, Ilsidur replies, "Well met, Lui. I am Ilsidur Wayfinder, an initiate of Marmathon Dur. From left to right, the others are Sir Thomas, Sly Foxx, Trace, Altemia, Uteva Nerine, Lok Mufflefoot, and Ael d'Gaiaim. You are correct in asking if we need assistance with your city's bureaucracy. We have been to city hall a number of times, with varied amounts of success. We have been involved in a number of challenges, and have inherited a business. We have also been accosted on your wonderful bridge while trying to carry out commerce for a local merchant. In most cases we have stumbled and bumbled along, going from one spot of trouble to the next. We need someone who knows the city and its workings inside and out; someone who can guide us around and help us get the answers we are looking for. Right now, we need help with the following things: 1) We have a missing member of our party. His name is Alyndar, and we think a group named the Mudhound Mercenaries may have been involved in his disappearance. 2) We are looking for any information on these Mudhound Mercs: who they are, where they can be found, who they work for, etc. We think they are involved with a couple of orcs that we have grown to hate: brothers named Void and Bear. We are also looking for any information on those two, as well. 3) We were hired by an armourer named Madame Chloe, and while we were guarding her warehouse, she was assassinated at a nearby inn. We want to claim her body, borrow some money against her business, and pay to get her returned to the world of the living. 4) I am in possession of a magical set of playing cards, and I want to know all about them, at the cheapest price possible.
Now, given all of that, do you still think you can help us? We would be quite willing to pay for your services; what do you think would be a reasonable rate?
DM Kent Tuesday September 11th, 2001 8:39:05 AM
As Alphais heads off he gives the young hangover artist a quick nod and huuries off to talk with a waiter. A few moments later the same waiter comes back to the table with two glasses filled with a greenish brown thick liquid. He places it front of the two queezy looking ones and with a small smirk says, "Drink it down quick and don't smell it." That said he turns and leaves.
Lui retuens everyone's greetings and then listens to what Ilsidur and the others tell him. He ponders for a moment and then he quietly stands up. "These are all very doable things with the exception of possibly finding your friend, information perhaps but finding...." As for payment I will accept no payment until the tasks are completed to the best of my ability. At which time I will tell you what you owe and then you will pay. Is that acceptable? Where would you like to start?
Sly Foxx and Luke Tuesday September 11th, 2001 10:52:28 AM
As the waiter brings and sets the glass of horrible looking of greenish brown liquid. Tells himself that he (Sly) must be growing up, because Lok is getting one too. Sly is relived because he's not suffering alone. Sly picks up the glass and drinks it down quickly. His eyes crosses and coughs a couple of times. Sly holds it down, but he does not know how long it will stay down. Sly looks up and tells Trace," Big Brother, I'll Will Never Go Drinking With You AGAIN!!!" Then whispers more to himself,' And I'll never drink anything stronger than milk again, never, never.'
Uteva Tuesday September 11th, 2001 11:44:14 AM
Teva surveys her friends' expressions and asks, "Alyndar first? Or perhaps Chloe, since Ilsidur already has an appointment?"
While the group considers, she leans closer to Ael and Trace. "Perhaps the orcs knew about Chloe's debts. We spent most of the price of that fancy adamantine suit to pay her creditors. Without the suit, she would have been forced to sell of most of her stock at cut prices."
"Trace, is there a reason you want to head south? From what I've heard, a small portion of the slave trade is channelled that way."
Ael d'Gaiaim Tuesday September 11th, 2001 5:29:15 PM
Ael nods slightly at Uteva's words. "That's possible, I admit. I still find their actions particularly odd. Such a plan is one I would assume beyond the comprehension of Orcs. Yet, I must also confess that I have not heard of many Orc wizards who have the power Void seems to have."
Leaning back into his chair, he taps his fingers gently on the table. "They certainly would not intend to sell the armor. The presence of a heraldric device would identify it easily. Hm. Many questions would perhaps be answered if Chloe were alive. We must certainly aim to achieve that, if nothing else, posthaste. I understand that there are a few time constraints to this...Raising of the Dead?"
Ilsidur Tuesday September 11th, 2001 9:12:11 PM
"Well, Sieur Lui, I think the two most immediate tasks are to find out about Madame Chloe and about Alyndar's whereabouts. And I must say I am a little worried about agreeing to pay whatever rate you demand, upon completing the tasks. We have some monetary resources, but they are not unlimited. Of course, the reward should match with your level of success. Perhaps as the day goes on, you can give us some indication of what the pay rate will be?"
After eating breakfast, Ilsidur gets up to head for City Hall. "We need to go to Department C, and fill out 50 or 100 forms. Sieur Lui, I'll need your help with all of that. Also, at ten bells, the clerk at the Champions desk is supposed to have some information for me about the Mudhound Mercenaries. Shall we go? And who else is coming?"
Ilsidur and Sieur Lui travel to city hall, along with whomever from the group is coming along. They enter the building and step up to the front desk. "Alright Sieur Lui, show us what you can do."
Trace and Radiant Wednesday September 12th, 2001 8:05:42 AM
No reason for heading South as far as I can rember other than hearing something about south when I stated this journey. I can't put my finger on it yet but let me think about it. I think it was something that the preist told us. I agree useing this gentleman to help with our to do list but his payment needs to be money, not a task.
Sir Thomas Wednesday September 12th, 2001 9:22:25 AM
Thomas sits and enjoys the company. He listens intently to all that is going on before he offers his two cents. "Trace, believe me I am in full agreement that we need to leave town. However, Alyndar is missing . . . HERE. We should definately put all of our collective efforts into finding him. When was the last time we saw him? Also, I agree that we can do a lot of good out on the road, but there is evil amongst us here. We can make a difference here. With that threat hanging over our heads and all of the heads of the hook city citizens I think we should put our own desires aside and work to eliminate this slave trade. First thing is first. Where's our friend Alyndar." Thomas listens intently to all that the others have to offer, but he wants to go with Ilsidur to the office of champions. Trying to excuse himself politley he interrupts the conversation at hand, "I'm sorry to cut any conversation short, but I would like to accompany Ilsidur. If we could wrap up the discussion and all take a task and do our best to complete it. Why don't we split into two factions. One looking for Alyndar, and the other trying to find out about Chloe's body?" Thomas will accompany Ilsidur to the beaurocratic offices. He is hopefull that the group will work together as separate units to achieve their goals as expeditiously as possible.
Uteva Thursday September 13th, 2001 1:42:00 PM
Uteva frowns at Trace and lowers her voice. "You mean, the South has something to do with the Bell?" She taps the symbol on the back of the ranger's nearest fist with her own tatooed hand. "I'm not sure I understand this prophecy deal, but if we're here now, and the Brothers are here, shouldn't we concern ourselves with what they're up to?"
The bard finishes her meal and stands with the others. "I'll go with the Alyndar group -- unless, Lui, you think the city offices are the place to start that search, as well?"
Lok Mufflefoot Thursday September 13th, 2001 2:57:56 PM
The halfling offers words of protestation that he wasn't drunk and doesn't need the stuff, but guiltily takes it down anyways. When he hears Sly comment that he won't drink anything more than milk he laughs and says a bit subdued "You need to know how to hold your booze..." he can't finish however because a wave of slight nausea comes over him as the smell of the awful stuff fills his nostrils even after having drank it. He quietly watches the world and thinking only of his stomach.
DM KENT Thursday September 13th, 2001 6:44:20 PM
Sly and Lok drink their "god awful" concoctions and in almost no time at all they feel bright and perky as if they had not been drunk at all.
Lui looks at you all as he waits for a response and shakes his head when you seem worried about his payment options. "I only say it that way for i have no Idea how long or what you ask of me will entail as yet. Why should I lock either one of us in to a deal we will be sorry about later. I will not cheat you and if you feel I have don't pay me. But you will be satisfied and you will find that my fee is resopnable.
Before you all split up into two groups why not check with the Bureau at City Hall to see what we can find about all these people and then if necessary you can then split up. To me, that seems to make the most sense to go only one place instead of going to that place three different times. But if you like.... He shrugs.
Altemia, Tara, and Kevil Friday September 14th, 2001 3:09:15 AM
Altemia nods at Lui's advice.
"Sounds good to me. Let's go. I've got this feeling that I just have to be doing something right now."
Tara and Kevil each wander around the warehouse for a bit before settling down in places where they can keep an eye on most of the warehouse.
Sly Foxx and Luke Friday September 14th, 2001 11:55:28 AM
Sly feel much better and as his head seem to be getting clear though again. Will try to get the attentions of all. "Yes! I agree with you one trip, not five or six. Also I remember some of the news I was sherching for some days back. I remember going to the jails with food and wine, both for the guards and the prisoners. I was looking for the Brother of Wiendy. You remember her don't you? From Mud City? Yes! Her. Well, I found that her brother was in Hook City Jail up to a few days ago. But something else that bothers me, is the amount of children in those jails. And from the rumors that goes around there is that the Guards are selling some off to this Big Orc and his Brother (without a face) in slavery when they need money. May not be much, but it answers one or two questions we had in the back of their mind." Sly gets up as if he was ready to go then turns and says, " Oh! I one thing more and this is very hush hush to a lot of the guards... The Name of the Mudhole Gang came up with a lots of mystery as to what they up to and with whom??."
Sir Thomas Friday September 14th, 2001 1:27:21 PM
THomas smiles at the groups decision to stick together. He will enjoy being with his friends today. "Good suggestions Lui. You seem to be a very honest and hard working fellow. I applaud those characteristics of yours." With that, Thomas walks with the group to their destination.
Uteva Friday September 14th, 2001 3:52:00 PM
Following along with the others, Uteva blinks at Sly in stunned amazement. "The jailors are selling their prisoners? This slavery ring is even more widespread than I thought. Altemia, from what you've heard, does it sound like village raid that brought you here is related? Do you know if the raiders took live prisoners?"
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