Ramon hustled up to hear the conversation just ending with Marcel and Joaquim's comments.
"Sorry I'm late. Business at the cathedral took longer than I expected," Ramon found a seat. He had promised Axen he would help with this problem and so he had hustled across town to the Molten Spigot.
"I do not believe this is directly related to the Cult," he said to Marcel. "And I hope we can keep this from interfering with those plans. Overwhelming force should insure that we only have to do this once. Tell us what you know, Axen."
Post by dtspurrier on Aug 17, 2016 14:44:55 GMT -6
Caltaran comes back with a round of drinks and gives everyone one. Semer says " glad to see all of you. well if the opium den is part of the cult then let's shut down. I also heard a rumor that demi humans are being discriminated against in Verbobonc city. Could this type of insurrection be also a cult ploy to turn citizens against each other? Anyway so how was the rest of the dungeon?"
Post by scottenkainen on Aug 23, 2016 21:50:46 GMT -6
Day 18, turn 6 for Caltaran, Semeragin, Ramon, Joaquim, Marcel, (Axen, Koldo, Daphne, Fortunato, Holman, Dudo, Laetitia, Gautier, Ibai):
While everyone listened, Axen told his tale.
"I first learned of this problem five days ago, when I met a human girl -- Delia -- who's father would no longer be able to support her because of his addiction to the foul drug. The drug was outlawed in the city many years back when its use became too widespread. I tracked down the dealers to their den, the Rusty Nail Tavern."
"The Rusty Nail?" Dudo echoed. "Florence's people?"
When Dudo and Holman realized everyone was looking at them now, Holman explained quietly, "They're not a guild, but it's the closest thing to a thieves' guild Verbobonc has. We were counting on training with them when we're ready for training..."
"Thieves? You two are thieves? And in Verbobonc?" Ramon declared incredulously. "Poor Sergi kept trying to tell me about his supposed shady dealings but I always assumed it was because he wanted to impress people. I tried to tell him that people will like you for who you are not who you think they want you to be. But now he will never know...And to think there was, in fact, an underbelly to this city besides the Cult? We will need to crush Florence and her machine of thievery. They are almost certainly in league with the Cult."
Ramon had delivered his short speech in a weak voice, clearly shaken by the discovery of yet another dark conspiracy operating in Verbobonc City.
Post by dtspurrier on Aug 24, 2016 22:51:42 GMT -6
Semer says speaking to Ramon"I did not know this Sergi fellow but if he was a friend of yours I am sorry for your loss. Shutting down this opium den and destroying the drugs will definitely help society. "
Post by Ronny Serio on Aug 25, 2016 8:52:46 GMT -6
Marcel was conflicted. He'd much prefer to work with a thieves' guild than go up against one. Probably he'd spent too much of his youth around the Greyhawk version. It had established substantial amounts of both fear and respect in him. But... maybe if there was no thieves' guide, then the investigator's guild could fill that void. It was ambitious, sure, but why not.
"I'm in," Marcel said. He thought Joaquim might object, but the invisible wizard didn't say anything.
That was because Joaquim was already out in the street, making for the Rusty Nail, intent on warning what passed for a thieves' guild in this city. They had too many enemies in this place already, he didn't want a bunch of skulkers added to the list. Marcel and he had come a long way and they had too much to lose now.
Ramon colored at the cheeks after Holman spoke, "Ohh..err, I'm sorry," he addressed Dudo and Holman. "Is there something I am not understanding? Is a thieves' guild something other than a force for chaos? That was just always what the brothers at the monastery said about thieves. Aren't thieves just dirty rotten people who have no respect for others? Sneaky people in action and soul? Sergi was the first 'thief' I ever met. We didn't know each other that well but...I guess we were friends. Sure, we were friends. I just thought he was an exception..."
Ramon looked back and forth between the two halflings hoping one of them could explain all this to him.
Post by Ronny Serio on Aug 26, 2016 1:02:48 GMT -6
"It ain't that simple," Marcel said to Ramon. "Don't let the word thief throw you. A fella with that set of skills, like Sergi, can use his talents for good or for evil. Just like a warrior or a wizard. Or a priest for that matter. Someone who can find traps and open locks and all that is a valuable resource in the adventuring business."
"In fact, I could use a few such fellas in the Investigator's Guild. Dudo, Holman, you proved yourselves well enough in that dungeon, I'd be happy to count you among our members. Maybe you'd consider joining my guild instead of Florence's?"
Post by scottenkainen on Aug 30, 2016 14:52:15 GMT -6
Day 18, turn 6c for Caltaran, Semeragin, Ramon, Joaquim, Marcel, (Axen, Koldo, Daphne, Fortunato, Holman, Dudo, Laetitia, Gautier, Ibai):
The halflings perked up. "We'd be happy to join your guild, Marcel," Holman said. "But we should probably bow out of your plans for today. You know, just in case you lose..."
All except for Axen perked up. "So are we going to deal with those drug dealers or not?" he asked testily. "I had to wait and go on your mission with you to Ryemend, but it when it comes time to help Axen with what's important to him, everyone waffles, waffles, waffles..."
Post by scottenkainen on Sept 1, 2016 8:30:56 GMT -6
Day 18, turn 7 for Caltaran, Semeragin, Ramon, Joaquim, Marcel, (Axen, Koldo, Daphne, Fortunato, Holman, Dudo, Laetitia, Gautier, Ibai):
"No, we'll stay right here," Holman said, grasping Ramon's implication.
"Thank you, everyone," Axen said, his outburst over. "After this, I'm going to take a long rest in a tree."
With that, 11 adventurers set out from the Molten Spigot, just assuming Invisible Joaquim was still with them. They made their way east, across the city, in an attention-getting parade towards the Rusty Nail Tavern -- unaware that Joaquim was blocks ahead of them and would surely reach it first...
Post by scottenkainen on Nov 28, 2016 9:57:57 GMT -6
Day 18, turns 21-22 for Marcel, Joaquim, (Koldo, Fortunato, Gautier, Laetitia):
Marcel and Joaquim in particular were surprised to find Txanton's was closed on an Earthday afternoon! After asking around from the neighboring shops, though, they learned that Txanton had closed up shop and was preparing to leave the city for a trip. They couldn't help but wonder if it was to collect the king's foil weed that he had long asked others to bring him.
Luckily, they were able to find another apothecary in the area they could do business with instead. Eguzkine was a short, fat woman of about 50 years of age who was happy to pick up Txanton's customers. "Best news my business has had in days," the woman said. Her two sons, big, strapping lads, stood nearby like bodyguards.
"This is sleeping juice," she said after a whiff of one flask. "I'll be glad to get this off the streets." And she offered 53 gold, 14 silver for it.
"Glow ink is a fun novelty item," she said. She offered 5 gold for it.
"Disenchantment weed? Interesting..." She offered 40 gold for it.
She looked them over suspiciously when she saw the envenomed blade. "You mix with some bad people..." she said. "An exotic-smelling poison. 250 gold for this."
Post by scottenkainen on Dec 20, 2016 16:44:05 GMT -6
Day 18, Turn 25 for Ximo:
Ximo had been delayed further by a persistent beggar in the streets of the Business Quarter, reminding him that there were many layers to Verbobonc society beneath the power players Ximo dealt with now.
At the Consortium, Ximo had just passed the gargoyle guardian at the gate when he was practically accosted by two of the youngest students here -- a girl and a red-haired boy Ximo had seen around the place before.
"Please, sir," the girl said. "Aren't you Ximo? The one ...involved in Dieg Manor? We need your help."
"Our friend is in there!" the boy said.
"It's true. Harkaitz has gone to Dieg Manor, alone. We need to confide in you what we know..."
In a quiet corner of the grounds, they had a conversation in hushed voices about what all these students had been doing behind the scenes. They had found a cloak of invisibility and had been using it to uncover the mole in the Consortium who had tried to kill Joaquim during his training. It had been a junior-grade clerk named Sendoa, but Sendoa had powerful secrets -- he had known about the sundered flute, an item the cult was after. If restored and played, it could bring someone back from the dead.
"...No matter how the person was slain, or how long ago," the girl, Hilargi, said. "The cult has two parts of the flute now, but Harkaitz thinks we can stop them if he can steal at least one of them."
Post by scottenkainen on Dec 23, 2016 9:46:25 GMT -6
Day 18, Turn 26 for Ximo:
"Well..." said the boy named Petri, "we stopped planning things awhile ago, because none of our plans ever worked out."
"The plan, such as it was," Hilargi continued, "was for Harkaitz to simply steal into the manor, find one or more parts of the flute, and take them."
Ximo had no time to work out more of their backstory, however, as he had more important people to go in and talk to.
As Ximo took the front entrance to the building, he found the layout inside had changed again to what it had been the day of the demon attack -- the smaller lobby was somehow replaced with a large stone chamber full of engraved runes and summoning circles. Of the three magic-users in the room, Ximo recognized only Quinton, one of the trainers.
For a humble man, Ximo was an ambitious one. He didn't want to talk to Quinton; he wanted to go all the way to the top, to Saturnino. And to Ximo's surprise, he would.
"He's been expecting you," Quinton said. He pulled off his conical hat, reached inside, and pulled out a set of chimes. As he rung them, a stone slab door at the rear of the room opened. Behind it was a short hallway leading to another room, with a side staircase coming down on the left side of the hallway. Saturnino stood on the stairs, reading a scroll being held by Emannuelle, Ximo's own trainer.
"Ximo, you're here!" Saturnino said, as if they had an appointment he was keeping. "Good. All goes according to plan? You won their trust in Dieg Manor?"
"That and more, Saturnino," he said. "Today I was able to lead the capture of Sir Therkle and two of his powerful minions. I had to make use of the Ryemend garrison and knights of the Viscount to complete the task. When I sought to have the Consortium's role in the capture recognized I was told it was 'not wise' to have the Consortium's activism known. I plan to return to the Manor and report on the 'disaster' - to shake the morale of the Cultists there. But I thought it wise to inform the Consortium of my successes."
Post by scottenkainen on Dec 28, 2016 13:48:02 GMT -6
Day 18, turn 26a for Ximo:
"Do not worry," Saturnino said with a smile and a wink during Ximo's long pause, "I find myself so pressed for time these days that sometimes I wish I could just sit down and rest a while. And it is too bad about those foolish knights. They are probably ignorant of all we do for the city. Hiring someone like Joaquin to work on our image should have been done years ago.
"I have nearly everyone and everything in place for the ritual we've discussed in the past. It would have been easier with Gerdacyr here, had the old fool not gone rogue.
"Because of that, I need more magic-users of thaumaturge rank or higher to remain here. Sparing manpower for tomorrow's raid on Diego Manor will be difficult. How many do you think will be needed there?"
"Two or three should do the trick," Ximo said. "A handful of theurgists and conjurers could substitute, I guess. My infiltration of the Manor and Sir Therkle suggested that they do not have much magical assistance."
"Is there hope that the ritual will be successful?"
Post by scottenkainen on Dec 31, 2016 9:04:28 GMT -6
Day 18, turn 26b for Ximo:
"Good, good!" Saturnino said. "We knew most of the magic-users in the city were loyal to the Consortium, but feared that the cult would have recruited outside magic-users. If they have failed in that, then it really isn't too late to stop them. I have every hope our ritual will succeed.
"I will get started right away on a short list of theugists and conjurers to send. If you'll excuse me..."