Dragonwriter's Music-Inspired Insanity

Dragonwriter · 11th October 2009, 05:25 PM

Veiras, the south-western port city of Gorin, is a large city, enclosed with thick walls. Quite naturally for a port city, it is bustling with activity at nearly all hours of the day. Armed guards patrol the streets, keeping things calm and quiet while people go about their business. It all gives the impression of a well-ordered, clean, neat city. That was your impression when you each arrived. Now, the city is rather boring…

Each of you managed to find some way to make some coin and keep yourself entertained, but now the work seems to have run out. The guardsmen have nothing for you to help with, no one’s been kidnapped and the criminal underworld seems to be on a break. That’s why each of you was quite glad when something showed up by messenger…

A young half-elf girl, seeming about 17 years of age, finds each of you in the city at some point in the day. She cheerfully asks your name, then hands you a slip of paper and walks away.

The paper, when opened, reads
“Greetings,
My name is Connor Ferrinzo, and I’m in need of your assistance. I will, of course, pay you for the services rendered. If you are interested, please come to my home at sundown. I live near the northeast section of the outer wall of the city. I will provide you dinner. If you arrive early, I would merely ask you to have patience and wait for me to be able to meet with you.”

Each of you has the note by noon, and so have the afternoon available.

Theroc · 11th October 2009, 08:51 PM

Shavallah had grown tired of this city. There was nothing to hunt, for she knew the sentient beings in the city did not tolerate killing for food, and she felt no real impulse to hunt for food in any case. Food was easy here. All she had to do was shoot a few targets or best a man in a spearwielding contest, and she was fed. However, she was not finding anything new. Anything truly challenging.

She was slightly startled as the Half-Elf approached, handing her a slip of paper and walking away. Confused, and unable to read the handwriting, Shavallah simply attempted to follow the the Half-Elf, hoping that she would be led to answers.

OOC

Dragonwriter · 12th October 2009, 12:09 AM

The half-elf lass notices the duskling following her and turns around. She smiles as she asks innocently, "Is there a problem?"

She reads the note to Shavallah, pointing out the direction if need be.

Theroc · 12th October 2009, 12:28 AM

Shavallah nodded, as politely as possible thanking the young woman, before slowly making her way to the location she had be pointed towards, standing dead still by the door as she waited. After all, she had nothing else to occupy her time. She was prepared for just about anything. Her spear in hand, her tail swaying slightly behind her, the woman stood completely still, save her eyes moving about.

Frozen Messiah · 12th October 2009, 02:13 AM

Tom was asleep on a chair outside the bar the "Rusty Fish" (his favourite tavern) with a mug in his hand. He wakes up and stumbles towards the wall of the building beside him so he can lean on it. "Note to self Tom, never try to out drink a dwarf." Tom says to himself as he rubs his head trying to south the headache, as he does this he notices a slip of paper in his coat pocket he pulls it out nad reads it. A smile curls across his face and he goes and kicks the door open and yells in "Hey Frank, I got some work so keep my room, I'll pay the rent when I get back". With that Tom grabs his gear and starts walking.

He gets to the home of this Connor Ferrinzo and he sees a somewhat unkempt woman waiting at the door. "Oh good, here is my coat and my bag, oh and do you know what might be for dinner?" Tom says to her as he gives her his coat and bag.

Theroc · 12th October 2009, 03:22 AM

As the woman turned, Tom could almost swear she did something, as she became difficult to see through the form of a Grey Render which it almost appeared she became, except he could still vaguely see her form within it. Then too, he noticed the strange tail swaying from behind her.

"I'm not your servant." She growled simply, ignoring his hands and turning her form aside.

OOC

Frozen Messiah · 12th October 2009, 04:37 AM

Tom shakes his head thinking that he is seeing things due to his hangover.

"oh, sorry about that I just thought, you looked like..." Tom stops talking understanding that he is digging himself into a hole "Sorry about that, it was a rough morning and I'm not thinking particularly well at the moment. My name is Tom," As he says this he puts out his hand with a pleaseant smile on that seems ironic in comparison to his eyes "and judging by that spear were going to be working together."

Vertexx69 · 12th October 2009, 09:42 AM

Platinus was packing up to leave this sleepy city when the pointy-eared youngling approached him with the invitation. The massive dragonborn hefted his pack over the blade on his back in preperation for one last try to find work in this place of carved stone and rotting, dead wood. He notices the girl handing out more invitation down the street and heads toward the dingy tavern with the rusted old fish plaque hanging over the set of swinging doors. A drunkard staggers around in front of the place with an invitation dangling loosely from his hand."Hmmm, the girl must be desperate to invite every bumb off the street to this meeting. Maybe theres more to him than meets the eye..." He adjusts the position of one of his huge shoulder plates as he goes to pick up the wretch as he uncerimoniously falls over in a puddle of something rather unmentionable.

Geraldo · 12th October 2009, 03:30 PM

The near empty tavern was full of activity. While the tavern never closed, these early morning hours were the only time to clean. And there had been more cleaning than usual necessary since Brother James had arrived. But there was an upside to having the unsusual dwarf around. The gold had poured into the tavern over the past week. Brother James had a knack for keeping them drinking. Word had spread those first few days and soon the tavern was full every night.

Every night was a raging party. Somehow the dwarf had a knack for keeping everyone drinking hard. More amazing than that, though, there had not been a single fight any of these nights. Every time it looked like one would start, Brother James popped into the middle and ensured the end result was more drinks bought.

So there was some concern that morning as Brother James set down his tankard and announced he'd be leaving. "Well my fellows, I'm off. I've a line on some coin. A young lady gave me a note this morning when I woke and I can't let an opportunity for some coin pass me by. I'll see you when I return."

jager0727 · 12th October 2009, 09:36 PM

Twi' Tar paces nervously waiting eagerly to find out what the mysterious note means. It's all he can do to keep himself from rushing over early, but he keeps in mind what his teachers in the arcane arts have taught him about being over-eager and rude.
After some anxious dice-playing with other dockside idlers who, like him, have been fruitlessly searching for work, he decides that it's best to seize the day.
"He won't mind," He states to the other player. "if I just stop by and have a look."
They stare at him, unsure what he's referring to.
Before they can respond to this interruption of gameplay. "After all no harm, right? I'll just take a look."
His voice fades as he begins rushing away from the docks. "No problem. it'll be okay if I just look around. Right? right....?"
The other men shake their heads and go back to their game having become used to the Hadozee's sudden eager out bursts in the days since he arrived.
Throwing caution to the wind, Twi' Tar whoops through town occasionally doing half-successful somersaults when he becoms too excited to contain himself. He is soon pacing near the requested meeting spot, looking with interest at everything surrounding him and looking for anyone else around.
He's rather proud of himself, having lasted almost a half-hour after the note was delivered before coming.

Dragonwriter · 13th October 2009, 05:35 PM

Shavallah and Tom are interrupted when a young, sour-faced, human man opens the door. "May I help you?" he asks, voice flat and obviously bored.

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Twi' Tar nearly gets run over by a cart in the street, not paying attention to his surroundings, he's so excited. Soon enough, he enters the wealthier section of the city where Ferrinzo is supposed to live. The hadozee notices two strange-looking folks standing outside a now-open door.

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Brother James decides he's having too much fun to leave, and so stays at the bar, ignoring the note.

OOC

Theroc · 13th October 2009, 06:07 PM

"oh, sorry about that I just thought, you looked like... Sorry about that, it was a rough morning and I'm not thinking particularly well at the moment. My name is Tom, and judging by that spear were going to be working together."

Shavallah frowned faintly, before replying to the man. She did not extend her hand, however. She was not accustomed with the general manners the city-folk had, having been a loner for most of her life.

"I am Shavallah. You come for... note?"

As the man opened the door, she jerked suddenly and shifted to face it, her spear shifting slightly before she realized she wasn't being attacked.

"Little elf girl gave note, send Shavallah here." She said simply, her common broken from disuse, having spent most of her focus on Sylvan.

Vertexx69 · 13th October 2009, 08:31 PM

OOC - and now we have no real healer? You want to open back up the recruiting thread with a note that we're looking for a cleric fast?

Frozen Messiah · 14th October 2009, 02:49 AM

"Oh god, I'm going to be working with a savage," Tom thinks to himself as he shakes his head in annoyance at the girl "well go to roll with the punches and make the best out of the situation."

As the door opens Tom shifts in front of Shavallah "Oh good, now both of us are hear for the note, I am Major Tom Robinson and this is Shavallah may we come in." Tom says before Shavallah can continue with a smile

jager0727 · 14th October 2009, 06:44 AM

Twi'Tar bounds toward the gate
"Oh good, I'm not late am I, cause I'm usually not, but sometimes I get distracted, well not really distracted so much as busy. Yeah, always busy, you know me, busy busy busy. Idle hands are a friend of the devil or something. I think I heard that somewhere. Maybe. OOH did I just come up with that. No I think I did hear it after all."
He looks at the two faces and reaches out a hand toward each indicating a hello.
"So I'm Twi'Tar from the sturdy downeaster Alexa, but most people call me Monkeyman, or Tweet, or ignore me. You won't ignore me will you guys? I'm real nice I just develop a little social distortion from time to time, comes from always thinking. Ol' head just keeps goin round and round, well not really, that'd hurt but...."
He pauses for a second and catches his breath breathing out "HI!"

He then notices the gatekeeper, withdraws a hand from in front of him and pulls his note out to waves it furiously asking, "This the right place?"

Dragonwriter · 14th October 2009, 06:52 AM

The man's face lightens a little as he sees the notes, though he winces a bit as Twi' Tar jabbers. Once the hadozee finally asks his question, "Ah, so you actually do have business here... You're early, but Master Ferrinzo said to let you in anyway, so come. I suppose you can wait in the sitting room, though he may be a little while."

The young man opens the door wider and lets the three of you in. He escorts you to a well-appointed side room slightly to the east, with a large brick-and-mortar fireplace. It's unlit, but the room is warm anyway from several candelabras arranged about the room. The floor is covered by a thick, dark red rug with several comfortable-looking chairs arranged around a small table about 6 feet away from the fireplace. Another door leads out of the room, heading north. He gestures for each of you to take seats and says, "May I get you anything to drink?"

OOC to Platinus

Theroc · 14th October 2009, 07:26 AM

Shavallah's eyes roam about the place as she quickly moves to follow the man, her eyes scanning the room and monitoring him for any threatening motions. The place seemed very soft and comfortable, but Shavallah was still alert, as much as she could be. When they arrived in the room and the man gestured for them to sit, Shavallah stood alert, until she realized the others were sitting down, and promptly followed suit, her spiked tail resting along the curve of the seat, hanging above her head ready to launch quills at any provocation.

The seat was comfortable, and if it hadn't been someone elses house, she likely would have gone to sleep, the seat being the most comfortable thing she'd felt in years. While she had money, not many businesses would have someone of her... talents... in their establishments.

"May I get you anything to drink?"

"Water." She replied simply, finding common a very agitating language to try and speak fluently. She decided that she must become more familiar with this language, as not many spoke her native Sylvan.

HolyMan · 14th October 2009, 08:12 AM

Taking his time getting ready for what must be a performance for a patron with money, Jasperian smiles again at the note in his hand. Must of heard of my Song of Trollmin'. He thinks finally putting the note away. "At least now I may stay in this little city." he sighs to himself looking at the things he packed reading to leave.

Making sure he is presentable, a last glimpse in the mirror shows he is. Jasper picks up his belomgings and heads out of the inn he was staying at. Hope I don't look like I'm moving in when I get there. Jasper smiles at the thought, he just didn't get to the innkeeper in time to tell him he was to stay and his room was rented out, that quickly. He wanted me out because I could sing in the common room and take money out of his customers hands faster than his watered down crap. Making his way to the address he knocks at the door taking the paper out of incase it was needed.

Dragonwriter · 14th October 2009, 05:38 PM

The man nods to Shavallah, then looks at the others, when you hear a knock on the door. He rolls his eyes, saying, "Excuse me," and quickly leaves. He returns shortly with an simply-dressed Human youth, carrying a lute of fine craftsmanship.

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Jasper finds his way to the villa, though there are several nearby and no one outside to ask which one is which.

He settles on the right one and knocks, and the young, sour-faced man opens the door for him. "Yes," he begins, then notices the note. He mumbles to himself, "...another? Oh, very well..." He opens the door up wider. "Come in. You're all arriving much earlier than Master Ferrinzo expected."

He leads Jasper to the same room that everyone else is in, asking Jasper if he can get the bard anything to drink. After taking Jasper's order, so to speak, he waits for the others to answer him, after which he leaves.

HolyMan · 14th October 2009, 05:54 PM

As Jasper is led into the room a look of surprise comes over his face. "Hmm.." he says taking the lute off his shoulder. "Quite the menagerie we have here, but if you wish a song. Well if I must I must." He sinks down to a chair gracefully and plays and sings for the gathered group.

"I only want what's mine
That's what I came to find
A little respect that's all
From you

Because one has his natural right
But somehow that doesn't seem right
Not when I look at myself

I was taken on a trip to see
A miniscule menagerie in my soul
Where all the thoughts have escaped the cage
And vamp across the spiritual plain

It's like I said before
I've got the right to ignore
The ruin in my self
If it involves change

And so I lay it down
Put my humanistic crown
On the shelf

I think I've changed my mind
I'd rather seek than find
The sorrow from you
I won't regret"

Finishing he basks in the applause it seems only he can hear.