Tristan keeps an eye on the doors for a moment, making sure he can see them both clearly from where the hired guards are. After making sure the guards will remain there during the meal, he will patrol the house a bit, searching as he goes. If the guards seem liable to eat with the others, he will instead guard their spot.
"Tristan, I don't feel right about you moving about the house alone. Let's all try to remain in the company of at least one other of us, except for brief trips to the privy, Maya. Shall I come with you, Tristan, or do you prefer someone else's company?"
OOC: If Jerrigan and Maya leave now, they'll be walking out in the middle of dinner. You can do this, but it might annoy Lady D. (which you may not mind....)
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Jerrigan starts to rise at the insistence of Tristan and Bael. But, then, at Maya's words, he shrugs and sinks back into his seat. "There is no need to be rude, gents. Sit! Eat! It will do you good." And, he whispers, Besides, we may actually learn more useful information."
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"Really, all this wandering about, standing up, sitting down. It is quite bad for one's digestion!" says Lady Dromdal huffily.
"Your savage is right," says Jeggare. "You should eat, but far be it from me to tell you your business."
"Perhaps we could all go and look for the Slicer after dinner!" says Ned excitedly.
"Be quiet Ned!"
"Yes Auntie."
"I think we've heard quite enough of this Slicer for one evening," says Lady Dromdal briskly. "If you're guarding, guard. If you're eating, eat." She smooths her skirts and resettles the little lap-dog, Sachi. "Now, What do you think of this trade embargo?"
In the Kitchen
Bael enters the kitchen where Barnsworth, the ancient halfling retainer, is engaged in cooking some kind of elaborate dish involving lots of decorative garnish. He barely looks up at Bael, intent instead on slicing carrots with a large sharp knife.
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Not sure if Tristan is sticking to his original plan or going with Bael. If the latter, read the above block, otherwise I'll add a post for him.
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Tristan follows Bael into the kitchen, wondering what his friend had in mind. It was disconcerting to see a knife-wielding halfling, but surely the old servant is no killer.
Halfling? Check! Knife? Check! Bael thinks. He asks Barnsworth softly, to not startle him at working with a blade: "Sorry, but can you answer me some questions?"
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No gardener to be guilty. But a halfling butler and a strange attic. Call me detective Bael
Perception +5
Disable Device +8
For searching for traps and unlocking doors.
Bael
AC 16 (T13, FF13), HP 25/25, F +2,R+5,W+0
Resistance to cold 5, electricity 5, and fire 5.
Darkness 1/day, Sneak 1d6
Rapier +2 . 1d6+2 . 19-20/X2
Shortbow +3 . 1d6 . 20/X3
Stealth +8 (including ACP)
Perception + 4
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"Eh?" he says (or rather, shouts). "Pass you some what?"
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"Oh, right, why didn't you say so? What do you want to know?"
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Maya scoots around to sit with the other 'guarders.' In a quiet voice she asks, "Did anyone find anything interesting looking around? I didn't get far...she had people always watching me, as if I were going to steal her things." She says the last with wry contempt, as if the idea of that were not merely insulting but ludicrous as well.
Domains:
Fire (domain power at 1st level, Fire Bolt - ranged touch for 1d6+1/2levels),
Healing (domain power at 1st level, Rebuke Death - dying subject regains 1d4 hp)
"Eh?" says Barnsworth. "Until about nine o' clock usually."
A bit of clarifying later:
"Since I was a lad. I came to work for the 34th Lord Dromdal, father of the present Lord Dromdal," he says, carefully arranging some garnish.
OOC: I'm going to assume that anyone who speaks to Barnsworth repeats what they say until understanding is achieved, otherwise it could take some time
Dining Room: Maya and Jerrigan
Maya is able to have a quiet conversation with Jerrigan whilst Jebediah Jeggare drones on about the trade embargo and the "damned sollies" behind it all. "Mark my words, the Queen will have to do something," he says.
Whilst Lady Dromdal and Lady Guesenholt pay attention to Jeggare, Ceceli glances across at Jerrigan and gives him a timid smile, thanks for his kind words of earlier. You notice she is actually a lot older than the looks at first, given her quiet behaviour. Still, it would make sense since her mother seems to be in her eighties.
With a sideways look at his aunt, Ned Guesenholt leans across to Maya.
"I say," he says, "It must be jolly thrilling being a Shoanti. Do you come from the Cinderlands?"
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"Must it be thrilling?" Maya asks, turning to gaze with slitted eyes at Ned. "What would you say is the most thrilling part about being Shoanti? Watching the homes of our ancestors cobbled over by cities of stone? Living like rats in shadows, because none will hire us for anything but drudge labor? Seeing baseless contempt and condescension in the eyes of those who look on us?"
"No," she goes on, pausing only long enough to let Ned start to stammer something, then interrupting him. "The most thrilling part about being Shoanti is to know, from the bottoms of your feet to the tips of the hair on your head, that this too shall pass. We will endure. And when your cities are ground to sand by sun, storm and time...when your children are forgotten even in story and song...the Shoanti will be here, as we have always been."
She sat back and turned her defiant glare on each of the partygoers in turn.
"So yes. It is thrilling. And I have lived most of my life in this city, though I have left and returned several times."
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