Post by greentongue on Mar 12, 2008 11:19:26 GMT -6
The neignborhood around the Armory of the Omniscient Eye of the Emperor had an orange tinge, as the decorations on the building included orange in one shade or another. The buildings were in better repair than many they had passed during their travels.
Though they were not directly accousted, the people they encountered did not look with approval on followers of Karakan or Chegarra. =
'I suggest that we adopt a cover story if we are accosted among the orange streets and alleyways - we will say we are of the Red Shell clan, and worshippers of Vimuhla, seeking to but weapons from this armoury, recommended to us by, ah, an Nluss gladiator we met - they all worship the Flame.
We insinuate ourselves into their ceremony, they will of course not expect fellow flame worshippers to be parted from their weapons, and we will thus attack by surprise.'
Zharkan looks a little disgusted at the mention of even pretendidng to be part of the ceremony. "I think some of our gear might give us away. I like the back door idea much better. But be warned, they will have guards there."
Gereshma is not impressed by Zharkan's idea - typical of a warrior, and typical of a Chegarra worshipper, an easily countered frontal attack where a little bit of indirect subterfuge and magic might have smoothed the way. Still, he is a high lineage clan brother and one must show due deference...
'Well I was thinking of getting some orange scarves or something to put round our heads, these flame head dummies would fall for it, but if you and our friend Imalcho prefer the back door idea, I suppose we'll go with it.' he says, 'Could you use your psychic powers to scout out any danger from that way Hrunal? If it is too hazardous I say we try my plan.'
"Cousins, my sight-without-eyes can only reach 6 or 8 paces, but I will use it as best I can. I can at least look on the other side of doors. Also, I have read that in the cities, some of the followers of the Green-Eyed Goddess also worship this God of Pain, so I think I will get less attention inside than you will."
"While subterfuge and guile may serve us well, I am loathe to pretend to be a worshipper of Chiteng. It smacks of wrongness, and ill befits one's noble profession. However, in the spirit of good will among clan members I will swallow my pride, and conceal myself as you bid. Chegarra will be getting a large offering for this...." Zharkan hides whatever things may mark his faith and adopts the aspect of a mercenary with a quick appllication of dirt to his armor and clothing.
'I knew you would see the merit of my idea!' says Gereshma. 'Now let us find a trinket seller and get some suitably hued scarves or bracelets - just cheap ones mind, we will be mere humble servants of the Flame looking at an interesting new form of worship, not high mucky-mucks from the Sacred Furnaces.'
Post by greentongue on Mar 20, 2008 11:23:09 GMT -6
Just on the other side of the wall to the Foreign Quarter is the temple of Chiteng. It is only a few blocks from the temple of Karakan and a gate tower allows access to that side of the city. Near the gate tower it is not uncommon for street vendors to cluster and hock their trinkets.
Gereshma takes off his symbol of Gruganu and accompanies Hrunal to the bazaar near the gate tower by the Temple of Chiteng.
He looks round for a suitable stall and making the sign of the Flame (three fingers laid across the right forearm) greets the vendor.
'Ohe, I and my clan-brothers have just returned from a long journey and we wish to give thanks to the Lord of the Red Spouting Flame. Sadly our luggage was drenched with salt water and our Temple-going attire was spoilt. Would you by any chance have any suitable accessories such that we might attend the Shrine to burn the sacred blood without embarrassment?'
Post by greentongue on Mar 22, 2008 9:17:49 GMT -6
It is my pleasure to assist you in your devotions. If you need a complete set of robes, I can arrange that with others of my clan. If you just need something to show your adoration of our Lord, I have a selection right here in my stall. How fervent is your worship today? = Successful Guile roll, the vendor does not question your motives.
'Oh a quick prayer and letting maybe a pint of blood; we shall of course be having a proper service with a chorus of tortured screaming slaves once our trade goods have been paid for... This is a nice armlet -' (locating something in orange laquered leather or cheln hide) 'three qirgal maybe? For a fellow devotee?'
Post by greentongue on Mar 22, 2008 17:22:59 GMT -6
"Three qirgal!?!" The merchant sputtered, stunned by the paltry offer. "I would be expelled from my clan if I sold it for even three hlash. I'm not sure what remote part of the empire you hail from but, in this part the lacquer alone is more than three qirgal. Since you are new to the city and a fellow worshiper, I will show my generosity and only ask five hlash for it," he responded.
A small sack sells for one gold (kaitar). ===
A nearby vendor displays sashes and headbands of varying qualities in a variety of colors.
Hrunal moves quickly to the nearby vendor, and tries to buy 5 sashes and 5 headbands in colors suitable for Vimuhla and Chiteng (orange-red, with black added for the Cohort, I think). He'll try to buy cheap work, but avoid flimsy materials, even if this means dodgy dye work. He'll try to avoid spending more than 7 kaitars total (Guile check?).