Sergi puts the pouch down briefly and inform pecksniff that dinner and a refill on drinks will be fine. Sergi looks at the seeds at tries to smell the contents to see if it contains a certain odor. Not sure what these seeds are, Sergi asks "Melania do you know a herbalist/apothecary? If no response then he says, "after dinner I am going to go home and ask one of my contacts what these are. If you meet Florence again tomorrow let me know." Sergi thinks to himself that Mom or one of mom's contacts might know what this is. Of course if this is illegal, Sergi might be in trouble. Oh well a thieves life.
Sergi closes the pouch as the barmaid comes in an fills their drinks. They await their dinner to be served
Post by scottenkainen on Mar 4, 2014 10:30:33 GMT -6
Sixth turn for Caltaran:
After Vicent left, Jacobo said to Caltaran: "If you have offered every detail of my plight to this stranger as a rebuke, then I suppose I deserve it. Come, though, for the house of healing awaits us."
On the far end of the Dawn Quarter stood the stone House of Healing, surrounded by wide arcades engraved with the iconography of every deity recognized in the city. Though the wealthy could come straight to the temples for healing, the middle class was encouraged to come here.
Caltaran recognized several other acolytes present at the House, though the only one he actually knew was Elba, a woman who was an excellent healer, though one who tended to dote on paladins to the exclusion of others (played by Maggie Smith, when even younger than this - www.imdb.com/media/rm216840704/nm0001749?ref_=nmmi_mi_all_sf_38).
"Caltaran, what brings you here?" Elba asked. "Rosalina? Why, yes, I believe she is in the other room. Rosalina?"
"I could not stay away," Jacobo said, moving towards her. Caltaran noticed Rosalina took a step back away from him. "My body is mended, but my heart broke at the thought of returning to duty and not seeing you again."
"I am just a humble herbalist," Rosalina said. "It is not in my power to heal a broken heart."
"You underestimate yourself," Jacobo said. "You have the power to change my whole world, if you will just tell me you will see me again."
"You spoke of duty," Rosalina said somewhat coldly. "I have done my duties here. I believe your duties await you back at barracks. Would you come to me with words of abandoning your duties and win me over with such talk?"
"Oh, I know myself to be a fool. A fool in love. Help this poor fool by saying I may see you again."
"You may...when you have need of me again. Just know that what I can do for you has its limits. Now, excuse me..."
After such a rebuke, Caltaran may have thought Jacobo would slink back to barracks now with his proverbial tail between his legs, but instead Jacobo grabbed Caltaran once they were outside the House and shook him in his excitement. "You heard her; a way is still open to me. Come, Caltaran, you are now deep in this conspiracy to bring us together. Will you go deeper still? For I need to arrange an accident that will injure me while on duty and you can help me do it..."
Caltaran stops for a moment and speaks to Jacobo, "Sgt this is where I have a problem. To fake an injury is in-just and wrong no matter the reasoning. Secondly to do this would dishonor Rosalina which my church and vows will never allow and I will not be part of this conspiracy. She will respect you more if you go back to the barracks and continue your duties. If there is love or attraction then this will take time to develop. For now lets go back to the barracks and let me finish my task at hand. I let you see her and she has given your answer. However if you do something foolish and injure yourself by self infliction I will have to inform your superiors. So lets get to the barracks." Caltaran begins to walk away from the church to the barracks.
Last Edit: Mar 4, 2014 11:02:40 GMT -6 by dtspurrier
Post by scottenkainen on Mar 5, 2014 19:05:20 GMT -6
Seventh turn for Caltaran:
Jacobo looked deflated. "I see. Well...you have indulged me all afternoon, Caltaran, and I thank you for that. I suppose I had best do what you and, obviously, Rosalina want and...do my duty."
Like a man being led to the gallows, Jacobo walked with Caltaran to the barracks. Then he turned and shook the acolyte's hand. "Your duty is complete. Enjoy your evening, Caltaran." And with that, Jacobo walked through the gates into the barracks complex.
Caltaran let's out a brief sigh and heads toward the inner bailey to check in with his superior priest of heironeous. From there he will get a bite of dinner and then head home. Calaran then heads to the cathedral.
Post by scottenkainen on Mar 7, 2014 10:41:44 GMT -6
Eighth turn for Sergi:
Melania mulled over Sergi's question for what seemed like an extra long time. "No...I can't think of an apothecary that we know and can trust."
Dinner was brought into the game room and Sergi and Melania enjoyed sharing a roasted quarter-rabbit with barley bread roast partridge served with broccoli on a bed of cereal. After washing it down with red wine, Melania became antsy.
"Oh, Sergi...we've been cooped up here all afternoon! Take me for a walk around town. Let's see if anything is happening..."
The refills on the drink is brought in by the barmaid, as Sergi closes his pouch. Then dinner is then brought in as the smell of cooked rabbit and the smell of baked bread enters the private room. Making small talk with Melania, Sergi eats his meal. Afterwards he kisses Melania and says, "Melania thank you of course for a great evening. If Florence contacts you let me know. Otherwise I need to head home and see Mom." Sergi gets up after dinner and heads home.
(OOC not sure Scott what district Sergi lives in, thinking a dock district or where most of the Rhennee live)
Last Edit: Mar 7, 2014 11:05:07 GMT -6 by dtspurrier
Sergi sighs after hearing Melania whine and then says, "very well you can come with me. My sisters do like seeing you." With that sergi finishes dinner and pays his bill. Then both of them head to Sergi's family home in the Foreign district.
Last Edit: Mar 7, 2014 11:35:26 GMT -6 by dtspurrier
Post by scottenkainen on Mar 27, 2014 11:47:40 GMT -6
Turn 15 for Tain, Kull-o:
The Familiar Roost was a two-story, ramshackle tavern, all wood and intricate woodwork, and remarkably built around a huge elm tree that grew out of the walls through appropriately cut holes. Inside, the roots of the elm ran across the packed earth of the common room floor. The theme of nature here even carried over to all the staff wearing green.
The Familiar Roost also felt like home to Tain and Kull-o, who had spent too long away from home on what should have been an exciting -- but turned out to be boring -- caravan trip to Chendl and back.
The two fighting men were in a small sitting room, surrounded by noisy bird cages, that allowed them to talk without fear of being overheard from outside the room's open archway while they talked to an old friend. Roque was a ranger, late of the Gnarley Forest, and newly back in Verbobonc after visiting the little Town of Hommlet.
"It's a very nice place," Roque was saying to them. "Perhaps you should visit it someday. But sooner, I think, some of Hommlet will visit here," he said with a wink and a sip of his grog before explaining his riddle. "I heard that Lord Burne of Hommlet is going to be coming to Verbobonc soon, for some important business. But what that business might be, you'll never drag out of me, as I do not know."
Post by bobdruschitz on Mar 27, 2014 12:12:20 GMT -6
"Roque, Sir Tain & I are both down on our luck and if things get any worse I'll need to consider pawning my armor. Do you know of an honest way to make a wheatsheaf? After our recent debacle with those bandits we don't even have our two trusty steeds any more." Kull-o took a sip of the beer Roque had bought him earlier, and he'd been sipping it slowly to extend the conversation and to delay the embarrassment of not being able to afford another draught.
Tain chimed in with a forced smile on his face. "If only there was a job to do that paid well, was exciting, and could allow us to follow our hearts. But enough of our woes. What has caused one of your order to come back so soon, and ahead of the mayor of Hommlet and so far away from the Gnarley Wood? You cannae tell us with a straight face that you're just aimlessly wandering, old friend. You've always had an eye for intrigue and it's about time you let us in on your little secret. We might just join you in your fun if you'd give us the chance." Tain smiled a large grin as he tried to persuade Roque to talk further.
Post by scottenkainen on Mar 27, 2014 12:40:48 GMT -6
Roque finished his own beer and smiled, his tanned face wrinkling heavily around his eyes. ((Roque is a 51 year old Arthur O'Connell - www.imdb.com/name/nm0640023/?ref_=tt_cl_t4)) "Boys, I've ranged the Viscounty from end to end, and deep into the Gnarley, for many years. I may have my eye out for intrigue, but I don't run off in pursuit of it, nor adventure, anymore. No...I am embarrassed to say it was family that brought me back home again, a longing to see my children. But I will do what I can to find adventure, intrigue, or good-paying work for you, in whichever order I find it.
"Here, boys," Roque said, standing up and going to the doorway. "Let me order us some dinner..."
It was like Roque, who had always been like an uncle to them, had read their minds. But, as he stood in the doorway, staring out into the "trunk room" (the mid-sized common room where the truck of the tavern's tree grew out of the floor), a sober look came over his face.
"Oh, boys...there's a lot of talk out here about a fire. Burning at an orphanage? Dire talk indeed."
Post by bobdruschitz on Mar 27, 2014 13:00:41 GMT -6
"The orphanage is on fire?!" Both teens exclaimed in unison as they leapt to their feet and grabbed their gear. "Roque, do us a favor and keep an eye on our armor for us? We'll be back as soon as we can!" And with that they ran towards the Foreign Quarter in hopes that they could help.
Post by scottenkainen on Apr 22, 2014 12:21:14 GMT -6
Turn 32 for Ramon, Clybe:
It was getting on in the afternoon as the two clergymen made their way through the Dawn Quarter, looking for a site they had never bothered to visit before -- The Temple of the Common Patriot.
When they find it, they find it to be the tallest chapel in the city, shy of only their own home cathedral in the height of its tower. The architecture is in a gothic style, with much stonework and sculpture adorning the face and sides of the chapel.
No sooner do they arrive then they observe a half-dozen poorly clad men wielding crossbows pour out of the front door's of the chapel. They seem quite excited, as they urge each other to "come on!" and "head this way!" They ignore the two Cuthberites practically on their doorstep already and head up the street.
Post by scottenkainen on Apr 23, 2014 9:04:49 GMT -6
Turn 33 for Ramon, Clybe:
Ramon and Clybe followed the small crowd of armed men as they made their way through the streets, catching only occasional snatches of conversation, none more intelligible than, "Bustillo is going to show them this time!"
As they progressed further and further from the temple, it became clear that their destination was out of the city, as they were heading to the northeast gate.
"Bustillo.... let us keep that name in mind, Ramon. I don't think they're worth following right now, not with our task in this temple and with Axen waiting for us at the Spigot. Let's head back to the temple and see what we can learn there." Clybe waved Ramon back toward the temple.
"Focus on the mission," Clybe thought to himself. "Focus."
Post by scottenkainen on Apr 23, 2014 20:16:28 GMT -6
Turn 34 for Ramon, Clybe:
Ramon thought 'Bustillo' sounded familiar, but could not place where from. So instead he agreed to return to the temple with Clybe.
The Temple of the Common Patriot was said to have the most beautiful mosaic frescoes in the city and, just from the foyer, neither Ramon nor Clybe could yet dispute that. They were wiping their boots at the entrance when a dark-skinned Flannae cleric, tall in stature ((played by Ukee Washington - www.imdb.com/name/nm0913545/?ref_=ttfc_fc_cl_t29)) approached them.
"I'm afraid you've missed services, gentlemen," the cleric said to them. "What can I do to help you?"
"Glad to meet you, sir," Ramon spoke. "I am Ramon of St. Cuthbert and this is Clybe, also of St. Cuthbert. We come seeking the wisdom of a priest of Trithereon. Our liturgical studies have come across a reference to Trithereon that we could not interpret. We," Ramon gestured to Clybe and himself, "had hoped it might be more obvious to a follower of Trithereon. Would you be willing to help us?"
While Ramon spoke, Clybe glanced around the room. At a pause in the conversation, Clybe added, "I am in true amazement as to the beauty of the frescoes. They are truly a wonder to behold." Clybe offered up the compliments in hopes of softening up the cleric to Ramon's request.
Post by scottenkainen on Apr 24, 2014 13:24:48 GMT -6
Turn 34b for Ramon, Clybe:
"My name is Ortzi," the cleric said. "Share this reference with me."
He listened to the riddle, was visibly thinking it over, and then said. "I am no good at riddles. Let me take you to a priest of the temple."
The frescoes continued across the roof of the nave of the chapel and only grew more beautiful. "Thank you," Ortzi said to Clybe. "We were blessed with great artists in our congregation."
"Father Edorta," Ortzi said by way of introductions as they were met by another man. Edorta ((a 46-year old Mitch Pileggi -- en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mitch_Pileggi)) did not bother to hear the riddle, but blasted his underling.
"Have you lost your mind, adept?" Edorta asked. "Can you not see these men carry the symbols of Cuthbert? They profane these sacred walls with their presence. I suggest you two leave at once!"
Post by scottenkainen on Apr 25, 2014 11:40:11 GMT -6
Turn 34c for Ramon, Clybe:
Father Edorta grew red in the face as he shouted, "You think I want to spend any time talking to some fools from the Temple of Heavenly Virtues?" he said, pronouncing the name of the temple while dripping sarcasm. "You're all so cozy with big government up there on your sanctimonious hill, you can't see how the puppeteers are pulling your strings!"
Adept Ortzi stepped up between Edorta and the two of them and said calmly, "I'm sorry, Father Edorta can be...spirited sometimes. May I walk out with you?" Once outside, Ortzi added, "After Edorta calms down, I will recite your riddle to him, without citing my source, and see if he can solve it. Feel free to seek me out here again in a few hours and I will let you know what, if anything, I have learned."