Post by scottenkainen on Aug 2, 2016 8:49:42 GMT -6
Day 18, turn 3b for Semeragin:
Axen looked around to see if someone named Aren't was there. "I guess, if we're going to deal with this, we tell Clybe we're ready, and see if any of the others are gathered and waiting for us at the Molten Spigot."
Axen found Curro just inside and asked him to fetch Clybe. Five minutes later, Clybe came out to see them, without his armor and gear.
"So sorry, Axen, but my training...isn't going well. I really need today to concentrate on it, I've been told. Can we delay until after tomorrow's raid...?"
Axen shrugged. "I half don't even care anymore. I'll leave it up to Semeragin."
Not getting a response from Axen, semer says, " well then lets go to the molten spigot and see if the others are there. I do want to stop by an inn ( where semer dropped off the drunk elf) first to see how a new acquaintance is doing. With that Semer heads to the inn
Post by scottenkainen on Nov 24, 2016 8:56:48 GMT -6
Day 18, turn 21 for Caltaran, Semeragin, Ramon, Axen, and Daphne:
Most of the thieves guild prisoners were in the hands of the patrol that had been summoned earlier in the Dawn Quarter, but these five adventurers proudly marched the three ringleaders all the way through the High Quarter to the Inner Bailey.
"Nice work," the men-at-arms at the bailey gate said when the identity of their prisoners was revealed to them. It was not glowing praise, but after a recent dragon attack the sentries might have had more on their mind than catching thieves.
At the temple, the paladin Peio took custody of Florence and his two flunkies. "Curates Nesmith and Orfino, good to see you have returned. And Semeragin, I have heard such good things about you.
"The monastery?" Peio asked after Ramon explained his plan to them. "Sounds too good for them...but let me see..." The clerics were aware that Peio was searching for evil within him, something a paladin could do at will. Florence resisted and had to be held while Peio made eye contact with him.
"This one is evil," Peio pronounced over Florence. "These other two...they might atone, in time, with the right care."
"No, no -- wait! Let's make a deal...!" Florence said as he was dragged off deeper into the temple. Lesser paladins dragged the two cowering flunkies along as well.
Finally, the assembled five spoke to Archdeacon Ferrero after he heard the news. "You have done well, my curates, my children," the old man said. "But, Ramon, should you not be resting? Tomorrow could well be the most important day of your life, if not the most important day in all our lives. I trust everyone present is part of your strike team?"
Post by scottenkainen on Nov 25, 2016 10:01:38 GMT -6
Day 18, turn 21a for Caltaran, Semeragin, Ramon, Axen, and Daphne:
The Archdeacon answered for Ramon. "It is indeed. If there is anything any of you need to do -- any peace you must make with your gods -- before tomorrow, please do so. If there is anything the temple can still do to assist you, let me or someone else here know."
Caltaran says to both Ramon and semer " unless there any pressing business gentlemen how about we meet for dinner at the bronze unicorn. "
Semer at this point says to the arch deacon " I was wondering if there is tests I can take to determine if I can become a paladin or a holy warrior of the church. I often believed I can be more then just a warrior."
Caltaran then heads to his quarters changes his clothes, takes a bath and then around dinner time head to the bronze unicorn. " ( provided there is time)
Post by scottenkainen on Nov 28, 2016 10:15:53 GMT -6
Day 18, turn 22 for Caltaran, Semeragin, Ramon, Axen, and Daphne:
"There are such tests," the Archdeacon told Semeragin. "Why don't you speak to Nidia about it?"
Nadia Alamilla was the paladin next in charge of security at the temple under Peio, and she had taken over watching the front entrance while Peio was with the prisoners elsewhere inside. She was a beautiful woman and Semeragin had enjoyed the many times she had spoken to him to recruit him into the Church's Army.
"I will confess, I've long considered you a potential candidate for paladin-hood," Nidia said. "But you're not ready. Not yet. If you survive your next mission...then we will talk. Gods be with you, Semeragin."
Meanwhile, Caltaran took his first bath in the good tub -- a porcelain inlaid tub 5' by 7' -- reserved for priests and higher. He savored the privilege until his fingers and toes were wrinkly. Then he dried, dressed, and went to meet the others at the Bronze Unicorn Inn.
Ramon did stop the Archdeacon and ask for his counsel.
"I would spend my night in vigil and preparation, Archdeacon. But first I ask your advice. These past days have continued to fill me with inspiration and purpose. And I believe the Gods of the Heavenly Virtues have marked me out for still further advancement. Humbly, I am ready to advance to a higher order of Curate. I know there is no time for the ordinary trials. But perhaps there might be a way to seek the blessing of the gods this night, perhaps a great boon might be requested of the gods to make our city safe?"
Post by dtspurrier on Nov 28, 2016 23:46:38 GMT -6
Semer says " thank you ma'am for the advice and I look forward to our next conversation." He gives her a salute and heads to the inn. He will get a room at the bronze unicorn and get a bath before dinner.
Caltaran enjoys the bath and a little nap and will meet the others for dinner
Post by scottenkainen on Nov 29, 2016 10:59:59 GMT -6
Day 18, turn 17 for Ximo:
The small parade of prisoners through the city had been seen by many. Ximo had to hope that, although he was on foot like the prisoners, he was not mistaken for them.
The parade became bottle-necked for awhile at the entry gate to the Inner Bailey. The captain of the watch was there and wanted to know more about these prisoners being brought in. There was a lot of hullabaloo when Sir Therkle was identified.
"Well, the rogue's been found at last!" the captain exclaimed. "Will the Viscount be pleased to see him back! Put everyone else in the stocks, but bring Therkle to the castle straight away!"
No one paid attention to or mentioned Ximo all this time, until a knight looked down at Ximo and said, "You're free to go."
The nerve! But then, although the knights had arrived in time to see his wondrous web spell, they had not been there to see him cast it. To the knights, it seemed Ximo was just the guy who kept their horses safe for them!
Post by scottenkainen on Nov 29, 2016 11:12:08 GMT -6
Day 18, turn 22a for Ramon:
Semeragin, Axen, and Daphne had left the temple (and Caltaran was bathing) by the time Ramon had his private tete-a-tete with Archdeacon Ferrero.
"Could you possibly be ready, so soon...?" The old man took Ramon's face in his long, thin hands and gazed into his eyes. "Yes...it is possible. Ramon, this could be a sign that you are not yet ready for the raid. We could risk delaying it while we rush you through training as quickly as possible. If you do not sleep, we might be able to complete it in two to three days. But you must choose this course. Do you lead the raid, as you are, or risk the delay and become the prefect you can be?"
"Very generous, sir knight," Ximo answered drily. "But I must also insist that the Silver Consortium and its service to the Viscount requires that I accompany you. I am the only one here who can testify to how Sir Therkle came to be in Ryemend, his intentions, or the full story of his capture."
Post by scottenkainen on Dec 2, 2016 9:24:13 GMT -6
Day 18, Turns 23-24 for Ramon:
Ramon set himself up in the Cuthbert shrine, hoping that Cuthbert's wisdom would see how badly Ramon needed to advance. He prostrated himself before the statue of Cuthbert and repeated holy phrases over and over.
“Enlightenment can penetrate even the helm of iron. Evil which cannot be removed must be eliminated.”
This was his greatest challenge -- convincing the gods to bend the rules for him. The challenge continued late into the evening...
Post by scottenkainen on Dec 2, 2016 9:39:47 GMT -6
Day 18, Turn 18 for Ximo:
Ximo seemed to have said a magic password. "The Viscount has great respect for the wizards of the Silver Consortium," the second knight said. "Come with us."
For the first time ever, was escorted over the drawbridge and into the innermost walls of the city -- those surrounding Ukabilaren, the Castle of the Lords. While Ximo stood in the courtyard, admiring the seemingly impregnable keep before him or its tall, gothic spires, the knights dismounted and called for squires to take their horses. Meanwhile, pages began calling out for the Captain of the Guard.
Captain Echevarrieta arrived -- a mountain of a man at 6'5", with a black helmet and green cape flowing behind his full plate armor. He walked straight up to Ximo, looked him up and down through the slits of his helmet, and listened as a knight explained that Ximo represented both Baron Cornett of Penwich and the Silver Consortium.
"Them both?" Captain Echevarrieta exclaimed. There was suspicion, but also barely hidden respect, in his voice. "How did you come by so much responsibility?"
"I can only assume that the Baron and the Consortium see merits in me that I myself do not perceive," Ximo the Humble answered.
"It is my honor to present to you Sir Therkle and his closest retainers. Lured from their lair in Dieg Manor to Ryemend where I was able, with the brave aid of the constabulary of Ryemend and the timely intervention of your knights, to trap and then capture the villain."
"I have reason to believe Sir Therkle is responsible for the disappearance and murder of Vicent of Penwich, son to my liege and one-time acolyte of the Heavenly Virtues. That villainy is, of course, in addition to the many crimes he has committed against Verbobonc and its people. The other men are guilty of their own crimes. Take care, Captain, the one in the metal is a priest of the Cult and should be handled with care to prevent him calling on his devilish lords for aid."
Ramon found himself entering into an ecstasy of religious devotion. His prayers and remonstrations filled his heart with a boundless determination. He knew the gods would do as they willed and his duty would remain.
Post by scottenkainen on Dec 5, 2016 23:34:41 GMT -6
Day 18, Turns 25 for Ramon:
Ramon was no longer sure of the time or how long he had been praying, at least not until Bureau disturbed him. "Seven hours now," Bureau explained. The priest came and knelt beside Ramon. "Would you like help praying for help, or do you feel it would be better to do it alone?"
Post by scottenkainen on Dec 6, 2016 12:59:39 GMT -6
Day 18, turn 19 for Ximo:
"So, Therkle, this is how you were brought low," Captain Echevarrieta. "I can only hope that the Viscount grants me the privilege of executing you myself."
But, of course, Therkle was unconscious. When Echevarrieta spat on the man, it only rolled down Therkle's still cheek (someone was holding Therkle's helmet).
"Clap this man in irons, take him to a special cell in the dungeon and lock him in good and tight," The Captain said to his officers. "The Steward must be informed. Come, Ximo the Humble."
"I would come as well," one of the knights said. "I am senior among those who brought Therkle down."
"Very well, Sir Solo. You know the way to the audience chamber."
They made their way up a ramp to a drawbridge off the ground that led into Castle Ukabilaren. They passed east under murder holes, passed arrow slits, and raised portcullises, then passed through a north-south hallway before entering an audience chamber. The audience chamber was being swept by servants, and women were washing clothes in buckets. A slight, almost baby-faced man in black, fine clothes was supervising all this activity, but recognized the captain and the knight and waited for them to approach.
"Ximo the Humble, this is Steward Ramirez. He is the last door between you and being present at the interrogation of Sir Therkle."
All was explained to Ramirez about the death of Vicent, son of Cornett, the Baron of Penwich, at the hands of Sir Therkle, and Ximo's long, arduous quest to bring him to justice.
"An exciting adventure, Ximo the Humble. I will inform the Viscount at once and see if he wishes to be present as well at the interrogation of Therkle. We will schedule it as soon as possible. In the meanwhile, would you care for guest quarters where you can freshen up? You and Sir Solo both look dusty from the road and will want to look your best if summoned into the Viscount's presence."
"That would be most pleasant, Steward Ramirez. Perhaps some refreshment could be sent as well? The dust of the road has pray made me hoarse. If I am honored with the Viscount's presence I do not wish to dishonor myself by making him strain his ears to hear me," Ximo answered.
The wizard was seen to a chamber with the necessaries to refresh himself. A servant even came to beat the dust out of his robes. While he waited, Ximo relaxed in a comfortable seat and composed himself. Which meant he dozed off.