Post by scottenkainen on Mar 3, 2015 12:11:52 GMT -6
Day 7/Turn 3 for Joaquim, Marcel:
Although it was only Sunday, cleaning was already well underway for Godsday services and over a half-dozen laypeople were sweeping the temple floor or dusting the pews when Joaquim and Marcel showed up. Overseeing the lay workers was Curate Hector Martin, a clergymen the two had only limited contact with so far. Hector was bedecked in his crumpled hat and tartan robes, thumping a cudgel softly in his hand while he supervised.
"Yes, we can speak in private," Hector said to them. "Follow me to the chapel of Cuthbert; we'll see if it's free."
Actually, they had to wait patiently for two clergymen to leave first. Then Hector listened to what they had to say, but could not contain his approval.
"Oh, excellent! Excellent! You men are fast becoming heroes of the church! I would have you publicly recognized in this Godsday's services, if you were willing.
"Now, this should go a long way towards clearing up matters for us, as to how much the Consortium has known about the Cult and when."
Since Hector seemed so agreeable, Marcel mentioned his need for support in an investigator's guild.
"What a good idea!" Hector gushed. "I will sponsor you myself!"
"I want to have discussions with the Consortium today regarding the plan for dealing with the Flaming Eye," Joaquim told the Curate. "What can you tell me about the Church's next move? If I'm going to coordinate things, I'll need some information to work with." Once that conversation was finished, Joaquim departed for the Consortium, intent on doing all he could to coordinate their efforts.
Marcel stuck around the Bailey a bit longer, hoping that someone on the Church's staff would be amenable to helping him with the bureaucracy of forming his guild, now that he had a sponsor from within their organization.
Post by scottenkainen on Mar 4, 2015 9:26:13 GMT -6
Day 7/Turn 4 for Joaquim, Marcel:
Before splitting up, Hector told them: "We are observing two locations where we believe the Cult of the Flaming Eye to be holed up. If we can keep them cornered and contained, it will be easier to deal with them when we are ready to launch a strike. One you already know of, the Old Magic School in Ryemend. It would help us greatly to know if the Consortium is planning any move on them of their own, so we could coordinate -- or at least not be caught in their spells."
After Joaquim left, Marcel had dealings with Enguerrand, assistant to Vespasien Ferrero, the Temple Accountant. Both men were adorned with the golden trappings of Zilchus. "How much capital can you invest into this organization?" Marcel was asked. "Are you looking for a loan from the church? Expenses could run from the hundreds into the thousands of gold pieces, depending on how elaborate your plans are."
Marcel hadn't given a moment's thought to expenses, or to any of the logistics, really. He was an idea man, relying on Joaquim for details. But his friend was gone, so he'd have to wing it.
"I expect our expenses to be conservative, at first. We'll need a base of operations and pay for our initial hires. We can build things up slowly. I've 100 gold, perhaps 200, set aside for capital." Marcel had never heard anyone use the word 'capital' in that way before, but he thought he picked up correctly what the accountant meant. "If we need more, we'll consider a loan, but hopefully it doesn't come to that."
Post by scottenkainen on Mar 6, 2015 23:46:14 GMT -6
Day 7/Turn 5 Marcel:
Marcel's business planning continued. "Hmm, 100 gold might allow you to rent a location to serve as a small guildhall for six months. Not a prestigious start...but it would be a start. Let us pray to Zilchus now for success. Remember now what it says in the Book of the Holy Merchants. And lo, there were many buyers in the marketplace. And they had much gold and they had much silver. And their voices rose up, lamenting Wherefore is there nothing on which we can spend our gold and our silver? And Zilchus heard the lamentation of the buyers and said, Behold, I bring you tidings of many sellers. And the sellers had anise, and coriander, and cinnamon, and cumin in great abundance..."
Marcel listened dutifully to the prayer, or at least he appeared to. He was a gifted actor. His thoughts had drifted to other matters: the intrigue with the coachman, what their next move would be against the flaming eye, the redhead from the Bronze Unicorn, what he was going to each for lunch. It was a long prayer and he had much time for contemplation. Once the priest had completed his invocation, Marcel ha a few followup questions.
"Would you advise to wait until the guild charter has been approved before renting a guildhall? Or should I do that first, as an indicator of the seriousness of the petition? If so, would the acolytes of Zilchus happen to have their finger on the real estate market?" If they did, Marcel would investigate whatever leads they had. Otherwise, he'd look in on Trazen before returning to the Bronze Unicorn.
Post by scottenkainen on Mar 11, 2015 8:34:17 GMT -6
Day 7/Turn 6 Marcel:
Enguerrand shook his head. "No, I would not invest yet in a headquarters; if you wait until the initial petition is filed in city hall, you can apply for a fee waive on the building permits. Unless you intend to simply use the property as-is, of course. In that case, we could probably put you in touch with someone who could show you what is available around town."
But, apparently, not today. So this left Marcel free of all this church-related business (and before he could be roped into praying again!) to seek out Trazen. It took some asking around, both at the castle gates and then at the bailey gates, but he was the sighted in a patrol on its way back to the bailey, so Marcel only had to wait.
"My feet are sore from all the marching duty I've had to do lately," Trazen grumbled during a free moment. "It's all about being seen around town and making people feel safer. Especially after the rumors flying around town this morning about gnolls sighted as close as the Village of Penwick. I wouldn't be surprised if a squad or two weren't sent to investigate soon."
Post by scottenkainen on Mar 11, 2015 18:22:09 GMT -6
Day 7/Turns 2-3 for Caltaran:
Caltaran had always specialized in learning the gospels of Heironeous and trusted that he had adhered to that god's teachings most closely, which only made it logical to seek forgiveness foremost from him, as well as seeking advice on penance from a fellow such specialist.
Fortunately, Caltaran was able to locate the specialty priest of Heironeous he admired most - Prefect Gaizka Alamilla -- and explained his need.
"I see...withholding spells is serious business," the youthful, beardless (though scruffy today) Gaizka said with all seriousness. "I would recommend the following: spend the rest of the day fasting and praying here at the temple and see if Heironeous will send you some insight. If not, then tell me and we will see what augury can divine...though it might have to wait until after Godsday."
He also listened to Caltaran ask about the gnoll warband. "This is the first I have heard of this. I'm sure we will have to look into this -- but perhaps someone who isn't in need of serving penance should take the lead on that?"
Post by dtspurrier on Mar 11, 2015 18:57:40 GMT -6
Caltaran nods and says "this seems to be the best practice. I will go ahead and do my penance. Thank you for your wisdom as always. I also need to find this imposter too before it causes more chaos. " caltaran begins his penance.
Post by Ronny Serio on Mar 12, 2015 7:44:27 GMT -6
"Am I supposed to know what a gnoll is," Marcel asked his friend, with a smile. "Remember, I'm a city boy, not one of you country-folk with your fairy-tale monsters all over the place. Though, I suppose I am far more familiar with kobolds and goblins now than I was a week ago. Chances are I'll learn all about gnolls soon enough."
"Don't know if word got around to you boys, but there's some ruins in Ryemend just teeming with the little monsters. Beneath the old school of magic. I told a patrol of Viscount's Men about it, but they never showed up with any help, so I don't know that they took me serious or not. But they should, it's deadly serious down there. Thought you fellas should know about it. Chances are I'm going to be leading a squad of Church's First Army down there. Might be we could use some more help if the Viscount wants to lend a hand."
Post by scottenkainen on Mar 13, 2015 8:21:13 GMT -6
Day 7/Turn 6a Marcel:
"Well...I've never actually seen a gnoll before either..." Trazen confessed, "but I've heard they're nasty critters."
"Ha, so those cavalry boys in Ryemend didn't believe you? Well, I'm not sure I can blame them, what with your shifty eyes and all. Plus, if you'd told me there were monsters lurking in my town two weeks ago I would have said you were crazy, but now I wouldn't be so sure. Anyway, I definitely want in on this church raid. The chance to see you lead a charge into combat? The last time I saw you lead a charge is when you stormed into the kitchens at the Black Dragon Inn because they were so slow with the food that night..."
Post by scottenkainen on Mar 16, 2015 12:17:07 GMT -6
Day 7/Turn 4 for Caltaran:
Caltaran half-listened to the Prefect's advice -- he would spend the rest of the day fasting and praying here at the temple, but believed that this was the penance the gods asked of him, rather than what he had to do to learn what that penance would be. At least it was easy work, as fasting and praying had always come easy to Caltaran.
It was four hours later, that afternoon, when Caltaran overheard two clergymen passing the chapel whispering and his name was said. "Did you hear about Caltaran, and what happened in Ryemend...?"
Post by Ronny Serio on Mar 16, 2015 14:40:01 GMT -6
After leaving the Bailey, Marcel found himself in an odd situation. He had nowhere in particular that he was supposed to be. No one he needed to meet. Nobody was trying to kill him, not right at the moment anyway. He scarcely knew what to do with himself. His stomach was growling, so attending to that was the first order of business, but where to eat?
With a shrug, Marcel headed out toward the Dawn Quarter. He'd spent little, if any, time over there since their arrival in Verbobonc. It seemed wise to get a better feel for the district, and most importantly, what delicacies they had to offer.
Post by dtspurrier on Mar 16, 2015 15:32:36 GMT -6
Caltaran blocks out the gossip and continues to pray and ask for forgiveness. He then concentrates and prays for a sign from heoroneois to give him guidance and/advise as to what caltaran needs to do to be forgiven
Post by scottenkainen on Mar 19, 2015 21:52:24 GMT -6
Day 7/Turn 5 for Caltaran:
Caltaran was deeply into prayer and had no idea of how long he'd been at it or what time it was, but something suddenly came to him, like a voice in his head.
"Train, and you will be forgiven."
Which had to have been the best news Caltaran could have hoped for, since he was eager to train anyway! He rushed out of the shrine to find a higher-level cleric. Who he found was Subdeacon Gutxi Azarola.
"Eh? A voice spoke to you? And you're ready to train again this soon? How is that -- Caltaran, you were an acolyte a week ago. How is this possible? We need answers. And you need to speak to Canon Ferrero about training to become a curate. If that is truly what you wish to do. You understand that you will be increasingly responsible for the welfare of this Church and its worshipers, as you rise in rank."
Post by dtspurrier on Mar 20, 2015 10:32:20 GMT -6
Caltaran says, "lets go find Canon Ferrero. I have been instructed that in order to be forgiven I must train and study. I understand the new responsibilities and my new charges. I will do everything I can to support and defend the welfare of this church and its worshippers. It is my duty and honor to complete these tasks. I would very much like to do this."
Post by scottenkainen on Mar 23, 2015 12:43:27 GMT -6
Day 7/Turn 11 for Ximo:
It was the middle of the afternoon when Ximo turned up at the Temple of the Heavenly Virtues. His best contact there was the old subdeacon, Gutxi Azarola, but Ximo was told up front that Gutxi was indisposed and could not speak to him this afternoon. Instead, Ximo was given an audience -- a brief audience, he was told in advance -- above Gutxi's head, with young prefect Gaizka Alamilla.
Ximo was escorted to the shrine of Heironeous, where Prefect Alamilla was. "I have heard of you, Ximo. Please walk with me."
They walked through the hallways and the main chapel to the other end of the cathedral-like temple, pausing only to hear brief reports like "All is ready" or "The preparations have been made."
As they walked and heard these reports, Ximo was able to ask the prefect about what he had wished to discuss with the subdeacon.
"I see. Yes, the baron has been contacted and told we have news for him regarding his son. It seemed too sensitive a matter to discuss via letter or messenger, of course. Luckily, your master will be here in the city, tomorrow in two days, for Godsday services. We will be able to tell him the horrible news about Vicent then. Now, if you will excuse me, you can see we are very busy preparing. An acolyte will see you back to the entrance."
Post by scottenkainen on Mar 24, 2015 11:00:48 GMT -6
Day 7/Turn 6 for Caltaran:
Caltaran and Subdeacon Azarola found Canon Ferrero in the library. Gutxi, excitedly, relayed their discovery.
"Remarkable," Ferrero said. He stepped right up in front of Caltaran, looked closely in his eyes, and touched his face, like a doctor examining a patient. "I wonder what special destiny, or doom, the gods have in store for you? We must comply with their wishes, of course -- but there are now things I must research here before I can begin your training. Come to the chapel of Cuthbert at exactly midnight and we will begin."
Caltaran knew it was now supper time, so he had nearly six hours to kill.
Ximo thanked the Prefect for his time. As the acolyte led him away Ximo waited until they were out of earshot of the Prefect. Then he spoke, "Exciting day here at the Temple. Any idea what's going on?"
Ximo found all the cryptic preparations intriguing and wanted to see what this acolyte knew. Failing that he hoped he could find a way to linger and see what was going on, he was willing to beg the need to pray in one of the shrines if it came to it.
Post by dtspurrier on Mar 24, 2015 17:18:57 GMT -6
Caltaran says "thank you sir i will see you at midnight " caltaran heads back to the bronze unicorn for supper. He will let Joaquin and Marcel know about his new training and find out what information they discovered.
Post by scottenkainen on Mar 25, 2015 14:36:53 GMT -6
Day 7/Turn 11a for Ximo:
If what was going on was a secret, the acolyte did not know it, or was too friendly to hold it back. "Oh, we're having several special guests from around the viscounty here at this Godsday's services and, with the threat level elevated so high here in the city, we're just taking extra special precautions on security. Like what? Oh, double checking the availability of all personnel, casting warding glyphs around the temple, things of that nature. Believe me, there won't be a safer place in Verbobonc, short of the Viscount's own castle. Oh, what was that? Now I'm confused, did you need to find the exit, or the Chapel of Delleb?"
"I seem to have found the knowledge I seek from your wise words, Brother. Perhaps you could tell me if any of the dignitaries have arrived? Will they also be lodged here in the Temple precincts?"
Ximo was particularly interested to learn when the Baron was going to arrive and if this acolyte knew where the noble lord would be staying. Ximo hoped to intercept him and demonstrate his loyal service before the Church could inform him.
Post by scottenkainen on Mar 30, 2015 9:22:41 GMT -6
Day 7/Turn 7 for Caltaran:
While waiting for his training to begin, Caltaran was summoned from the chapel to the Office of the Treasury, to speak with Vespasien Ferrero, the Temple Accountant (and cleric of Zilchus).
"First of all, congratulations to you on your near-unprecedented ascent through our ranks," Vespasien began. "Now, there is the little matter of paying for your training. All clerics who wish to rise above the rank of priests are expected to make a contribution in a set amount -- 100 gold, in your case. You don't have access to that? Not even through associates? I see. No matter; the Church will gladly loan you the money for your training. You will have four months to pay it back, with a simple 10-percent interest. If you fail to pay it back in time, you could risk discipline up to and including excommunication from the Church. You understand these terms? If they are agreeable to you, then please sign here. Then you may return to the chapel."
Post by dtspurrier on Mar 30, 2015 15:38:48 GMT -6
Caltaran signs the document and says "I will pay this back in full with interest. I will not let this church town. I am ready to begin my training to do more good for this church and for this country." Caltarab thanks the church treasurer and then heads to the bronze unicorn to celebrate and then will head back to start training.
Post by scottenkainen on Apr 1, 2015 12:53:42 GMT -6
Day 7/Turn 11b for Ximo:
"I would like to help you...," Ximo was told apologetically, "but I don't believe any of the visiting dignitaries made arrangements to stay with the church. Though, hey, I'm just an acolyte, how would I know?"
Ximo tried to do recall how many inns he knew of in the city -- Verbobonc seemed to have an embarrassment of inns all over the place; Ximo was not sure he even knew of all of them yet! It would be difficult, though not impossible, to check with them all and try to find out which one the Lord of Penwich would be staying at. He still had this evening, tonight, and most, if not all, of tomorrow...
Ximo decided first to see if the Lord of Penwich might be staying with the Viscount here in the Inner Bailey. Perhaps the guards there would have an idea where visiting nobility usually stayed in the city.
Before he let the acolyte go, he asked, "Do you know what business Subdeacon Azarola is attending to today? He and I had most definitely made an appointment today," Ximo lied.
Post by scottenkainen on Apr 2, 2015 8:47:40 GMT -6
Day 8/Turn 1 for Caltaran:
Caltaran was stopped at the exit of the temple by a former fellow acolyte, Ciro. "Caltaran, we haven't talked in awhile; how are you?" Ciro pulled Caltaran into dining at the temple, so he never did get to the inn that evening.
At midnight, Caltaran met with the archdeacon and canon of the temple, the aged Adria Didac Ferrero, in the Chapel of Cuthbert. Ferrero wore the ceremonial crushed hat and tartan kilt of Cuthbert and wielded a cudgel. "Step forward, Caltaran, who would be a canon."
And, as Caltaran did, Ferrero whacked him with the cudgel.
"Out, all sins and impurities, out!" Ferrero called out as he whacked Caltaran again. "Make your confessions!" he commanded.