When you get to the back room of the Red Dragon (one of several), you see Furlong sitting at the head of a table, looking relaxed, but his hand not far from his sword. "Afternoon, have a seat", he directs. After the room fills up (I'll wait about a day or so for this), he starts his pitch:
"Ok, I'm going to tell you what this is all about. I run an unusual sort of business, it's my own idea, it's a "Trouble Fixing" business. People come to me to do things they can't do themselves. I don't mend fences or tend sheep. I do their dirty work, but I do it all nice and legal and aboveboard. No problem too big, no problem too small, everybody pays in Crowns on the barrelhead. Mostly, it's finding out what people don't want found out.
I'll take up to three of you along for a trial. Whoever works out best will be my new apprentice. I'll train you and teach you everything you need to know. The two losers get a little something for their trouble. The winner gets more, and half the business once he learns the ropes. Well, what do you say? That's the offer, any takers?"
Out of Character Stuff:
Be sure to post a link to your character here, or better yet, put it in your sig. I'll try to respond daily to posts here, sometimes more frequently, occasionally a little less. As for characters, post as much as you like. If you don't post in over a week and don't leave instructions for your character, I reserve the right to NPC you.
One last thing...please don't sign up for this one if you're not willing to commit to it. I really can't take more than 3 because that would spoil the flavor of it, and if someone drops out that will really be a drag on the other two. I can work around it, but I'd prefer to avoid having to do so. Unforseen circumstances are, of course, unforseen, but if you're not sure this is your cup of tea, there'll be another adventure in a few days. Or a week or two.
And for those of you who are game for this sort of thing...fasten your seat belts, secure your tray tables, and place your seats in the upright position!
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03-07-06, 04:58 AM #2
Dungannon
Registered User
Devlin enters the room and looks around. Satisfying himself that there's nothing out of the ordinary, he walks over to Mr. Archer and extends his hand in greeting. "Well met, Mr. Archer. My name is Devlin Magruder and I am a professional investigator. I'm not a master of the blade or bow, my skills lend themselves more to the mental side. But, judging from your speech out in the common room, that's exactly what you're looking for."
Devlin then takes a seat near the half-elf and looks around. "Since it's just me in here right now, would you mind if I called for one of the serving girls to bring us some refreshments while we wait?'
ooc: character link is in my sig.
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03-07-06, 05:28 AM #3
El Jefe
LEW Judge
Refreshments are served...
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Quote:
Originally Posted by Dungannon
"Well met, Mr. Archer. My name is Devlin Magruder and I am a professional investigator."
Furlong's right eyebrow lifts at this comment, but he otherwise keeps a poker face.
Quote:
Originally Posted by Dungannon
"Since it's just me in here right now, would you mind if I called for one of the serving girls to bring us some refreshments while we wait?'
No sooner had Devlin spoken than a barmaid entered the room with a tray of snacks. "Need anything to wet yer whistle, toots?", she asks. From the look on Archer's face, he's not thrilled with Joe's minimum refreshment charge for business meetings, but he accepts it as the cost of doing business. The serving wench takes orders from everyone present, then scurries off to fetch the libations.
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03-07-06, 05:48 AM #4
Xaov
Registered User
Enialis walks into the room
I hear you're looking for people to work for you.
My name is Enialis McVayne, its a pleasure to meet you Mr. Archer.
From what you've said a blade isn't exactly what you are looking for. However I am hoping to become part of the Cavalry as my father was and working with strategy is bound to come up in the millitary so exercising my mind with your task wouldn't be a bad idea. Not to mention wits are as important as brawn in fights.
Enialis walks over to the table and extends his hand to shake both Furlong and Devlin's hands
As Enialis shakes hands with Devlin he says
Hail friend. It seems you and I will be working together. I'm Enialis, and you are?
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03-07-06, 12:02 PM #5
Dalamar
Registered User
In walks a young, red-headed human woman clad in simple adventuring garb. She gives evebody present a wide smile.
"Seems we have a group forming in here. I'm Tumna Lakeside, and I like to think of myself as a peoples-person," she says. "So what kind of tests are we going to have, sweetie?"
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03-07-06, 04:45 PM #6
orsal
LEW Judge
I can judge this one.
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03-07-06, 06:04 PM #7
Dungannon
Registered User
Quote:
Originally Posted by Xaov
As Enialis shakes hands with Devlin he says
Hail friend. It seems you and I will be working together. I'm Enialis, and you are?
Devlin responds with a charming smile, "Well met, Enialis. I'm Devlin, Devlin Magruder."
03-07-06, 09:18 PM #8
Xaov
Registered User
Pleased to meet you Devlin.
Upon Tumna walking in Enialis' stands up his eyes widen a bit
Tumna it is definately a pleasure to meet you, I am Enialis.
as she walks to the table (if she does) Enialis will pull a chair out for her
Please have a seat, Mr. Archer here is about to explain to us what this is for.
03-08-06, 01:29 AM #9
Phoenix8008
Registered User
A human woman with fiery red hair and violet eyes enters the back room and looks around as if sureying the competiton. She wears a studded leather shirt, skirt, and thigh high boots as well as a perpetual frown on her face. "Greetings Mr. Archer, I'm Phoenix and I'd like to apply for the job as well." She nods an acknowledgement to each of the others already in the room before pulling up a seat at the table and sitting down to listen.
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03-08-06, 04:57 AM #10
El Jefe
LEW Judge
It's a full house!
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As Phoenix presented herself, Furlong canted his head as if to acknowledge things were taking an unusual twist. "A pair of redheads, eh?", he said, "Well, ladies, I hope you know what you're getting into. This isn't a strawberries-and-cream social." He scanned the room, taking in the applicants. "Well, I don't have room in my office for the whole city, so we'll have to narrow it down. Tell you what. Come back in 24 hours, and tell me everything you know about Walther Fenton. I'll be right here, and you can close the door so none of the others hear. The three that do their homework neatly get the nod."
Archer handled himself like he didn't expect any questions, indeed he expected anyone who knew the score would get right on it. But deep down inside, he knew he'd have to humor an also-ran or two who were a little slow on the uptake.
And what you really want to know...
Give me your best Gather Information roll on Invisible Castle. Feel free to sblock the link to your rolls if you'd like to add a little drama to the contest.
You each poke around Orussus for a day and learn:
DC 10+
Walther Fenton runs Fenton's Wines and Spirits over on the Street of Merchants.
DC 15+
One of Walther's biggest customers is Joe Smith, proprietor of the Red Dragon Inn.
DC 20+
Walther's old partner, Aldophus Vingarius, was killed by feral orcs at his winery just outside the city a couple of years ago.
DC 25+
Walther's new partner and main supplier is Adolphus's widow Marinya.
DC 30+
Walther is 47 years old and one hella chess player.
I'll give this 24-48 hours in case there are any stragglers. Roll your fate and sit tight.
And orsal, if you can tell me how to edit the thread title, I'll be glad to note your status as judge of this adventure.
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03-08-06, 05:15 AM #11
orsal
LEW Judge
Quote:
Originally Posted by El Jefe
And orsal, if you can tell me how to edit the thread title, I'll be glad to note your status as judge of this adventure.[/sblock]
Edit the first post in the thread -- you can change the title when you do that.
03-08-06, 05:16 AM #12
Xaov
Registered User
Note: To save me from typing out Enialis' entire name each roll if I maintain participation in this adventure I'm going to do all of his rolls for his last name. Someone else uses the name of Enialis on Invisible Castle.
Gather Information check: 1d20+0= 18
Though not overly charismatic, Enialis has a way with people. Its not looks or smooth words. It just seems that when Enialis needs an answer he can talk people and they will willingly respond. As a result Enialis was able to glean a decent amount of information.
Enialis walks back to the inn. Hello Mr. Archer, I looked into that man you spoke of yesterday, Wlather Fenton. It turns out he owns the Wines and spirits store on merchants street. I wasn't able to get too much more information on him. However I did find out that Joe Smith, the owner of this inn, is one of his main customers.
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03-08-06, 05:22 AM #13
El Jefe
LEW Judge
Sigh
Quote:
Originally Posted by orsal
Edit the first post in the thread -- you can change the title when you do that.
You'd have thought that I could have figured that out on my own, right? You'd have been wrong...
03-08-06, 08:55 AM #14
Salix
Registered User
Ryland, gnome sorcerer
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Ryland walks into the room and introduces himself. After a very business like exchange he gets the gist of the proposal and sets off to find out about Walther Fenton. As he leaves he thinks to himself, way to go Ryland, first your late and now your going to be playing catch-up. Not exactly presenting a partnership material image at first glance I would say
OOC: not sure if my score will get me in, but I like the adventure concept so I thought what the heck. I will post this character and get him in my signature thread tomorrow. It's getting too late here to do that tonight. I think his approval is imminent
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03-08-06, 11:47 AM #15
Dalamar
Registered User
"I've handled myself among a tribe of orcs, I think I can handle whatever you've got," Tumna says with a confident smirk. Then she goes off to ask around for this Walther fellow.
Roll
Gather Information (1d20+6=9)
The dice hate me
....and returns the next day with a rather bad mood. She mutters to herself as she enters: "Stupid men and their gropings. I warned the guy not to touch me without having any useful information, it's not my fault that he's now out for a couple of days, now is it?"
Taking note that Archer is eyeing her, she smiles weakly.
"Sorry, sweetie, I had a bit of a bad run-in yesterday, and nobody was willing to talk to me after the fact."
03-08-06, 01:23 PM #16
El Jefe
LEW Judge
Quote:
Originally Posted by Salix
OOC: not sure if my score will get me in, but I like the adventure concept so I thought what the heck. I will post this character and get him in my signature thread tomorrow.
OOC:
I was able to look up your score, but in the future most DMs will want you to post a link to it. There are a couple of other examples in this thread if you need to see the format for doing that.
Thanks for the compliment. This one picks up steam as it goes, so whoever makes it is going to have some fun.
There's a little bit of experience available just for trying out. If you get your character approved before all the rolls are in, I'm going to rule (unless orsal overrules me) that your character was approved in time to earn that experience, even though you made the roll first.
Oh, and do I understand correctly that your character has no skill or ability modifier to his Gather Information check? You might want to doublecheck that. It looks like it's going to be pretty tight at the bottom of the pile, you want every point you can get!
03-08-06, 02:35 PM #17
Salix
Registered User
Ryland returns
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Ryland makes it back to the tavern. Although he was pressing because he had less time than the others his natural force of personality enabled him to glean a few details at the last minute. He offers in confidence:
Spoiler:
He's the man who runs Fenton Wines on the street of merchants.
Die roll for Ryland
1d20-> [8] = (8) +3 for charisma bonus I forgot about (thanks for the prod)= 11 total
Gather information for SOD walther fenton
Gather information for SOD Walther Fenton (1d20=8)
I wasn't going to post if we got a re-roll, If I get in I'll certainly post all rolls Thanks for the opportunity
03-08-06, 11:02 PM #18
Dungannon
Registered User
Devlin pursues Mr. Archer's assignment, confident in his abilities. Those abilities pay off for the man, and he returns to the Red Dragon Inn the following day positive his results will prove his worth.
Spoiler:
Devlin closes the door, then doublechecks it to make sure nobody is eavesdropping. Sitting down at the table, he relates what he's learned.
"Interesting assignment, Mr. Archer. And Mr. Fenton is an interesting man. He runs a business called, imaginatively enough, Fenton's Wine and Spirits over on the Street of Merchants. The ale I enjoyed before joining you in this room was probably supplied by Walther, as Joe out there is one of his biggest customers. He's kept his business running despite the loss of his old partner, Aldophus Vingarius. Seems Mr. Vignarius was killed at his winery a few years back by a band of feral orcs."
ooc: Gather Info check: 20
03-09-06, 12:54 AM #19
Phoenix8008
Registered User
Phoenix leaves the Inn and returns the next day with an even bigger frown on her face. She reports in to Mr. Archer...
"Okay, I got nothing at all on this guy. I couldn't even find confirmation that he exists. I don't suppose that's the right answer by chance?"
Spoiler:
OOC: Gather Information check-5
03-09-06, 04:20 AM #20
El Jefe
LEW Judge
Sometimes you win, sometimes you lose...
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Originally Posted by Phoenix8008
Phoenix reports in to Mr. Archer...
"Okay, I got nothing at all on this guy. I couldn't even find confirmation that he exists. I don't suppose that's the right answer by chance?"
Furlong smiled wistfully and shook his head. "'Fraid not, Red", he answered. The half-elf rose and opened the door, and called out to the Inn, "All right, everybody in. I suppose you all want to know how you did." The hopefuls and also-rans all filed in.
He continued. "Ok, some of you have what it takes, and some of you struck out. Ladies, I have to say you're charming company, but you have to find things out quick to make it in this business. Better luck next time."
Dalamar and Phoenix8008:
Ooh, the dice were not your friend. Please accept 90 XP for Tumna and 50 XP for Phoenix as a consolation prize. It's not much, but about all I can rightfully offer for a brief diversion from the day's drinking and carousing.
Archer nodded as Tumna and Phoenix took their leave. After they left, he shook his head. "I've got nothing against working with a dame, but I just don't think those two were cut out for the trouble fixing business." Gathering his wits, he quickly got down to business. "Gentlemen, if you'll follow me, I'll show you to my office."
Furlong let the quartet out of the Red Dragon and down the street. The day was sunny and calm, just like it usually is before a storm rolls in. It was late morning, and he led the band south to the edge of the Clerk's District. On the side of a clapboard building that housed an ink-seller was a near life-sized painting of a smiling half-elf, arms crossed confidently over his chest. Letters above the figure spelled out, "Furlong Archer, Troubles Fixed", and an arrow pointed up the narrow flight of stairs that led off the street to the second story. At the top of the stairs, a door opened into an office. An attractive young human woman, with a disposition that matched the day, greeted Furlong with "Late as usual. I got your appointments all ready, and -- hey, these must be the new guys, right?" She rose to shake hands with Devlin and Enialis, offering her hand demurely. "I'm Eppy Perrin, I work for Mr. Archer. You boys just make yourselves at home and -- (as she took notice of Ryland) Say! Aren't you cute? You with these guys? I've never worked with a gnome before." Speaking to the assembly as a whole again, she continued, pointing to a walled off area to her left. "That's Mr. Archer's office in there, so the clients can have some privacy. I'm afraid you'll have to wait out here until we can get your office set up...we're supposed to get some furniture this afternoon. But Mr. Archer has appointments this afternoon, and the first one should be here any minute. Can I get you anything?" Eppy was a practical woman, and knew how to keep Furlong's affairs from degerating into an absolute mess. She served refreshments to the choir while Archer studied some scrolls that had been flung atop his desk the night before.
Furlong called to the group. "Boys, in here. I want you to see how this works. In a few minutes, a nice lady with a lot of money is going to come in here, and one of you is going to fix her problem. That is, if you want to continue working, you will. I'll negotiate her fee, and one of you lucky stiffs will get 20 Crowns out of it, provided I don't have to pick up after you. Any questions?"
The gang sat and chit-chatted about previous adventures, with Furlong dispensing advice on betting strategies for the games at Earling (should anyone get up that way again...), when a breathless middle-aged woman struggled to the top of the stair and threw open the door. Eppy confirmed her appointment and showed her to Archer's office, where he rose to take her hand. "Mrs. Faversham, my girl Eppy told me a little bit about your situation, please come in. Allow me to introduce my associates, Mr. Magruder, Mr. McVayne, and this here is Ryland. Don't let his size fool you, these gnomes can be very clever...and discreet. Why don't you have a seat, and we'll get started? You can tell us all about your troubles, and we'll fix them."
Mrs. Faversham settled her considerable bulk into the pro-offered chair by Archer's desk, and began her sorry tale. She was clearly distraught, and wrung her hands together so tightly that she threatened to tear the white handkerchief clasped between them. "I don't know where to begin", she worried. My Edgar...he just wouldn't do that to me." Mrs. Faversham proceeded to pour out a tale of sordid gossip and whisperings of clandestine meetings with the milkmaid. "And lately, some of my things have started coming up missing...they say that Scotia has been wearing them, but that's absurd. She's such a nice girl, and she's never been in my bedroom where she could take them..." It seemed clear to those assembled that Edgar had been having more than the cow milked, but of course the distaff Faversham needed some proof. "I just need to know", she gasped, almost in tears. "For my own piece of mind...so I don't have to think about this any more."
Archer tactfully and skillfully negotiated a fee several times the promised 20 Crowns, and reassured the woman. "There now, Mrs. Faversham, we'll get right to the bottom of this right away. You just leave the retainer with Miss Perrin there, and we'll find out the truth for you in no time." He escorted her to the door, patting her on the shoulder as soothingly as any predator would. After she was gone, he turned to his new apprentices.
"Well, gents, there's your first case. One of you is going to get your chance to show me that you're the man to be my apprentice. Which one of you will it be?" He waited expectantly for a volunteer.
03-09-06, 05:53 AM #21
Dungannon
Registered User
Devlin speaks up, "I noticed Mrs. Faversham didn't state what kind of proof she wanted, nor did you volunteer any." He stands and begins examining the office, looking at some of the items on the wall and shelves before turning to look Furlong straight in the eye. "So what will it take for you to call for a successful conclusion?"
03-09-06, 05:59 AM #22
El Jefe
LEW Judge
Quote:
Originally Posted by Dungannon
"So what will it take for you to call for a successful conclusion?"
Matter-of-factly, Furlong replied, "You'll probably know it when you see it. She said the girl had her stuff; catch her with something a milkmaid usually wouldn't have, and you'll have it. Of course, if you see Ed and Scotia locking lips, we'd probably all count that as well."
03-09-06, 01:01 PM #23
Xaov
Registered User
Clearly this woman is distraught. The evidence does suggest an affair. But I wonder if perhaps she is blowing things out of proportion.
We've only heard her side of the story. I definately think its worth looking into Mr. Feversham's side, maybe even the young girl's side as well.
Were I to take this case he is what I would do:
First of all I'd interview Mrs. Feversham a little bit more. Ask her about possible reasons for Mr. Feversham's betrayal. Trouble at home, etc. Once that information would be gathered we could talk with Mr. Feversham and scotia about the situation. Who knows what we could find.
I would be intersested in taking this case. However perhaps this situation is best in the hands of Devlin. From what he's said of his past adventures. This should be his area of expertise.
03-09-06, 01:30 PM #24
El Jefe
LEW Judge
Quote:
Originally Posted by Xaov
I would be intersested in taking this case. However perhaps this situation is best in the hands of Devlin.
Archer seemed impatient. "Well, make up your mind, Mac. Do you want the job or not?"
03-09-06, 02:46 PM #25
Salix
Registered User
Ryland watches the conversation in his tight-lipped way. Not being trained in this sort of thing he'd like to see one of the other two go first.
03-09-06, 04:52 PM #26
Xaov
Registered User
Very well. I'll investigate this matter personally. If I could I need information from you as to where she lives. I have further questions I'd like to ask her.
03-09-06, 05:36 PM #27
El Jefe
LEW Judge
...And he's off!
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Very well. I'll investigate this matter personally. If I could I need information from you as to where she lives. I have further questions I'd like to ask her.
Archer disposed of the matter as casually as one would fasten a brooch on a cloak. "Eppy has everything you need to find the place. But I'll warn you, if the old man gets wind that you're prying into his personal business, the jig'll be up. A bull in a china shop is not what you want to be."
Eppy gave Enialis directions to the Faversham residence. Edgar was a baker, and the Favershams were well enough off to be able to keep a cow and some chickens in back. It wasn't surprising that a fresh supply of milk and eggs helped the business. The Favershams lived a few dozen blocks southwest of Archer's office, on the east side of the Merchant District. Enialis went over the directions with Eppy until he was sure he had them right, and clambered down the steps not long after noon. None of the adventurers had yet had lunch, and his belly rumbled.
The others killed time in Archer's office, discussing the merits of dwarven ale, when a ruddy, bald-headed man opened the door and strolled in like he owned the place. He seemed like the type who would get his hands dirty, but also like a man who was used to giving orders. "I dunno if this is worth it", he grunted after barely acknowledging Eppy's greeting. "If they weren't half as useless as he was, I'd just send one of my boys after him. Well, Archer, let's get down to business." The stranger stumped into the inner office.
Furlong rose to offer his hand, which was grudgingly shaken. "Boys, this is John Frum, and I'd say someone owes him some money." Frum, still glowering, nodded in acquiesence. "John, these are my new boys, Devlin and Ryland, they'll be helping out on this one. I hear you want us to look for someone?"
"Bal Squidgeon", came the curt reply. Frum drew from his tunic a folded scrap of paper, on which a crude drawing of a man with a moustache and goatee appeared. "Always a day or two late on his payments, but he really went and did it this time. Stuck me with a whole load of pineapples, fresh off the boat, and they all rotted before he could pick them up. Found out he'd rather drink up his money than run an honest business. I'd work him over if I could catch him, but I'm getting too old for this. You just find him and sic the watch on him, I've already given notice to the High Court of his misdeeds."
Furlong promised him help and haggled over the price. Frum drove a harder bargain than Mrs. Faversham, but let slip that the money owed for the wasted fruit was considerably greater than the sum Archer wanted for cleaning up the mess. Furlong rose and saw him to the door, Frum muttering all the while about a "waste of money" and how it "wasn't worth my time." Furlong returned to his protegees.
"Well, boys, we got a deadbeat, a drunk, and I'll wager a gambler. Which one of you wants to track him down?" Again, he waited for a volunteer.
03-09-06, 05:45 PM #28
Xaov
Registered User
ooc:El Jefe. Shall we proceed with each of the cases in spoiler blocks from now on?
03-09-06, 06:20 PM #29
El Jefe
LEW Judge
Enialis:
Quote:
Originally Posted by Xaov
ooc:El Jefe. Shall we proceed with each of the cases in spoiler blocks from now on?
But, of course!
The weather was unseasonably cool as Enialis crossed the city to the southwest. The morning's bright sunlight gave way to clouds drifting in from the north, never a good sign this time of year. Finding the Street of Merchants was easy, finding the side street that trafficked to the Faversham Bakery only a little more difficult. Baker Street lived up to its name, with the tantalizing smell of freshly baked bread putting a sharp edge on Enialis's hunger. McVayne spotted Faversham's from about a block away. It had to be Faversham's place; it was the only one that fit the description: a three-story building, with stone blocks scavenged from the old city forming the bottom portion of the first floor, and timber construction starting at about a man's chest height and continuing up to the rafters.
Enialis paused to consider his options before pressing closer.
03-09-06, 09:59 PM #30
Dungannon
Registered User
Devlin smiles. "A gambling deadbeat? Sounds like a former employer of mine. I'll take this one. Frum said Bal ran a business. Don't suppose you'd know what kind of business or where it's located, would you?"
03-09-06, 11:02 PM #31
El Jefe
LEW Judge
Two down...
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"Frum said Bal ran a business. Don't suppose you'd know what kind of business or where it's located, would you?"
Archer Grinned. "Frum is a merchant who mainly deals in foodstuffs. He's got enough money to buy a whole boatload at a time. But unless it's something that keeps, like grain, he's got to move it quickly or it just rots. He sells it to grocers who hawk it from pushcarts. Looks like Bal was one of those sellers who took advantage of what little credit he had." Archer paused for a moment, thinking. "I'd guess he's run through what little money he had and is staying at some flophouse somewhere. Try St. Arnold's and work out from there...it's one of those little places just south of the harbor."
Local Knowledge DC10+
St. Arnold's is a run-down tavern that has a few rooms upstairs. It barely qualifies as an inn, but...
Knowledge Religion DC10+, or Local Knowledge DC10+
St. Arnold was a devoted follower of Geoth who was obsessed with brewing. A wag will occasionally offer up a toast to St. Arnold during a night of heavy drinking.
Devlin got directions to St. Arnold's from Archer...it was the kind of place that a girl like Eppy tended to avoid...and started down the steps just as a couple of working stiffs started to wrestle a large desk up the narrow stairs leading to Archer's office. They let him pass, and he could see a large cart parked in the street, piled up with all sorts of furniture. "Looks like that furniture Eppy promised just arrived", he muttered to himself. His stomach reminded him that he hadn't eaten since breakfast, and he wondered if he might be able to grab a bite along the way. He pulled his cloak tight about him as the wind started to pick up...the sun was still shining brightly between patches of clouds, but it was much darker than earlier that day.
Furlong Archer glanced down at the gnome who shared his office. "Well, looks like it's Hobson's Choice* for you. I've got one more appointment this afternoon, you'd better take it or I'm going to wonder about your initiative." He started chatting about where Ryland was from and how he liked the big city, when there was a polite knock on the door. Eppy invited the owner of the knocking hand inside, who turned out to be a tall, thin version of John Frum...but this time with manners and a few failing wisps of hair. The man was introduced as Phindo Brabbas, and just like the others, he had a tale of woe.
*Named for a stablemaster who insisted that customers take the horse nearest the door, or none at all.
"I tank you for yoor time, Meester Artyoor", he began in a heavy accent. "We hava problem mit der Vandahls, dey are terribul. Dey come at night, dey always wait till weer asleep, den dey write nasty tings onna doors and walls. Always joost my house, never da nayboors. I want for you to catch dem, you can doo tat?" Archer assured him that they could, and pointed out that Ryland could make himself inconspicuous whenever the punks came around. Phindo thanked Archer (and Ryland) rather profusely, leaving a small bag of coin with Eppy on the way out.
"Phindo lives on the far side of the Clerk's district, right near the Wall just north of where the river comes in. I'll give you directions...", which Archer did, just as the moving men were placing the last of the new office furniture in place. "You've got some time, but if I were you I'd get there before sundown and stake the place out. Oh, and keep an eye out for the City Watch...they know all about Brabbas's problem, and you might be able to chase the perpetrators right into their arms." As he left the building, Ryland noted that there were still a couple of hours of daylight left, although the sun was just peeking through the clouds that had been moving in all day. His belly told him that dinner wouldn't be a bad idea, either.
03-09-06, 11:23 PM #32
Salix
Registered User
Ryland heads for Phindo's house, stopping by a street vendor to get a meal on the run. He cases the house when he arrives for the best hiding spot where he can cast hypnotism if possible.
03-10-06, 12:07 AM #33
El Jefe
LEW Judge
Ryland:
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Originally Posted by Salix
He cases the house when he arrives for the best hiding spot where he can cast hypnotism if possible.
Phindo's house is a modest timber structure across the street from the city wall, and about 2 blocks north of the river. The best hiding spot would be atop the roofs of the houses across the street, but it's not clear if lurking that close to the wall would attract attention. Some of the houses have low stoops, and it might be possible to lie on the ground beside one of them and not attract attention. Of course, if the resident stepped outside the door and spotted you, there might be some awkward moments. But if you did that, you would be a difficult spot check for anyone on Phindo's side of the street.
03-10-06, 01:43 AM #34
Xaov
Registered User
Spoiler:
Enialis stands before the Faversham building. He reflects on what archer told him.
hmm.
Enialis looks around for anyone else.
If he sees anyone he will walk up to them and ask
Excuse me I was wondering if you knew if Mr Faversham was home at the moment? I wish to speak to him. But I have no idea about his schedule.
If he doesn't see anyone he will sit down and get something cheap to eat. Keeping his eye on the house to see if anyone comes out. After he gets done eating, if he doesn't see anyone come out he'll casually walk up to the door and knock.
03-10-06, 01:50 AM #35
Dungannon
Registered User
El Jefe:
Devlin pockets the sketch of Bal Squidgeon and makes his way to St. Arnolds, mindful of his hunger. Once he gets into the general neighborhood, he keeps his eyes open for anyone who resembles the face in the drawing.
Once inside the inn, Devlin makes his way to the bar. "Oi, barkeep. How's 'bout an ale? An' do ye have anything ta eat here?"
Once he's served, Devlin begins asking innocent-enough questions about local merchants, including one named Bal.
ooc: Gather Info check: 23
03-10-06, 03:33 AM #36
El Jefe
LEW Judge
Enialis:
Quote:
Originally Posted by Xaov
Enialis looks around for anyone else.
Baker street isn't exactly crowded, but there are people coming and going. Some of them stop into the shops and reappear carrying good-smelling packages.
Quote:
Originally Posted by Xaov
Excuse me I was wondering if you knew if Mr Faversham was home at the moment? I wish to speak to him. But I have no idea about his schedule.
The first person you ask replies, "Who? Faversham? Never heard of him." Of course, not everyone in the street is going to or coming from Faversham's bakery.
Quote:
Originally Posted by Xaov
If he doesn't see anyone he will sit down and get something cheap to eat.
Mmmmm...so much bread...so many pastries. Unless you're willing to walk a few blocks, those are your options.
Quote:
Originally Posted by Xaov
Keeping his eye on the house to see if anyone comes out.
Well, if you go to one of the other shops and purchase some baked goods for consumption, you will see a few customers enter and leave the Faversham establishment. If you go to Faversham's, you might see yourself entering and leaving the place.
03-10-06, 04:01 AM #37
El Jefe
LEW Judge
The wrong side of the river
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Devlin:
Quote:
Originally Posted by Dungannon
Once he gets into the general neighborhood, he keeps his eyes open for anyone who resembles the face in the drawing.
You see maybe 3 or 4 people who could be Bal Squideon, but you don't feel like there's enough of a resemblance to accost any of those people. Mainly, the problem is the drawing. Frum's artistry is maybe a notch or two better than a child's stick figure.
Quote:
Originally Posted by Dungannon
"Oi, barkeep. How's 'bout an ale? An' do ye have anything ta eat here?"
The barkeep slides Devlin an ale, demanding "four pennies" in return, and cryptically states "Read the sign, Bub" when asked about food. A sign advertises a "Blue Plate Special" for one Shield, supposedly fish and potatoes. It turns out to be something more like fish-flavored potatoes. You've had better.
Quote:
Originally Posted by Dungannon
Once he's served, Devlin begins asking innocent-enough questions about local merchants, including one named Bal.
You learn a few things about Bal from the bartender and the other imbibers.
Bal works irregularly, selling produce that he sometimes buys on credit from a merchant named Frum.
Squidgeon often lays off when he's flush with cash, drinking a lot and gambling a little. His pushcart can often be found around back when he's on a tear.
St. Arnolds is probably his favorite hangout. That, and the gutter. And occasionally the Street of Merchants.
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03-10-06, 06:06 AM #38
Salix
Registered User
Spoiler:
EL Jefe
Now that Ryland has cased the area out in the daylight, he heads to the nearest place of commerce, keeping an eye out on the time of night. Don't want these vandals hitting the place while I'm asking around, he thinks. When he arrives at a likely place he asks around about Phindo and any enemies Phindo might have. He also tries to ascertain the guards schedule if it works easily into the conversation.
Die roll for Ryland - the dice have taken a turn for the worse
1d20+3-> [5,3] = (8)
Gather Info Phindo
Gather Info Phindo (1d20+3=8)
03-10-06, 01:10 PM #39
El Jefe
LEW Judge
Ryland:
Quote:
Originally Posted by Salix
When he arrives at a likely place he asks around about Phindo and any enemies Phindo might have.
Die roll for Ryland - the dice have taken a turn for the worse
Most of the people in this neighborhood are simple craftsmen, and the "nearest place of commerce" is a candlemaker's shop a couple of blocks over.
Nobody there knows of this "Phindo" person. "Is he one of those foreigners who lives by the wall? 'Phindo' sounds like a foreign name."
Quote:
Originally Posted by Salix
He also tries to ascertain the guards schedule if it works easily into the conversation.
Die roll for Ryland - the dice have taken a turn for the worse
"Guards? They come and they go as they please."
03-10-06, 03:15 PM #40
Salix
Registered User
El Jefe
Spoiler:
Quote:
Originally Posted by El Jefe
Phindo's house is a modest timber structure across the street from the city wall, and about 2 blocks north of the river. The best hiding spot would be atop the roofs of the houses across the street, but it's not clear if lurking that close to the wall would attract attention. Some of the houses have low stoops, and it might be possible to lie on the ground beside one of them and not attract attention. Of course, if the resident stepped outside the door and spotted you, there might be some awkward moments. But if you did that, you would be a difficult spot check for anyone on Phindo's side of the street.
Ryland is now starting to think he should have asked phindo more questions about what the Vandals are writing on his house. He's begining to suspect this is the work of xenophopic adults, not unruly children. As darkness approaches he will try to find a hiding place across the street on the ground.
Die roll for Ryland
1d20-> [9] = (9)
hide check, across the street from Phindo's
hide check, across the street from Phindo's (1d20=9)
The dice are not going Ryland's way
"Ok, I'm going to tell you what this is all about. I run an unusual sort of business, it's my own idea, it's a "Trouble Fixing" business. People come to me to do things they can't do themselves. I don't mend fences or tend sheep. I do their dirty work, but I do it all nice and legal and aboveboard. No problem too big, no problem too small, everybody pays in Crowns on the barrelhead. Mostly, it's finding out what people don't want found out.
I'll take up to three of you along for a trial. Whoever works out best will be my new apprentice. I'll train you and teach you everything you need to know. The two losers get a little something for their trouble. The winner gets more, and half the business once he learns the ropes. Well, what do you say? That's the offer, any takers?"
Out of Character Stuff:
Be sure to post a link to your character here, or better yet, put it in your sig. I'll try to respond daily to posts here, sometimes more frequently, occasionally a little less. As for characters, post as much as you like. If you don't post in over a week and don't leave instructions for your character, I reserve the right to NPC you.
One last thing...please don't sign up for this one if you're not willing to commit to it. I really can't take more than 3 because that would spoil the flavor of it, and if someone drops out that will really be a drag on the other two. I can work around it, but I'd prefer to avoid having to do so. Unforseen circumstances are, of course, unforseen, but if you're not sure this is your cup of tea, there'll be another adventure in a few days. Or a week or two.
And for those of you who are game for this sort of thing...fasten your seat belts, secure your tray tables, and place your seats in the upright position!
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03-07-06, 04:58 AM #2
Dungannon
Registered User
Devlin enters the room and looks around. Satisfying himself that there's nothing out of the ordinary, he walks over to Mr. Archer and extends his hand in greeting. "Well met, Mr. Archer. My name is Devlin Magruder and I am a professional investigator. I'm not a master of the blade or bow, my skills lend themselves more to the mental side. But, judging from your speech out in the common room, that's exactly what you're looking for."
Devlin then takes a seat near the half-elf and looks around. "Since it's just me in here right now, would you mind if I called for one of the serving girls to bring us some refreshments while we wait?'
ooc: character link is in my sig.
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03-07-06, 05:28 AM #3
El Jefe
LEW Judge
Refreshments are served...
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Quote:
Originally Posted by Dungannon
"Well met, Mr. Archer. My name is Devlin Magruder and I am a professional investigator."
Furlong's right eyebrow lifts at this comment, but he otherwise keeps a poker face.
Quote:
Originally Posted by Dungannon
"Since it's just me in here right now, would you mind if I called for one of the serving girls to bring us some refreshments while we wait?'
No sooner had Devlin spoken than a barmaid entered the room with a tray of snacks. "Need anything to wet yer whistle, toots?", she asks. From the look on Archer's face, he's not thrilled with Joe's minimum refreshment charge for business meetings, but he accepts it as the cost of doing business. The serving wench takes orders from everyone present, then scurries off to fetch the libations.
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03-07-06, 05:48 AM #4
Xaov
Registered User
Enialis walks into the room
I hear you're looking for people to work for you.
My name is Enialis McVayne, its a pleasure to meet you Mr. Archer.
From what you've said a blade isn't exactly what you are looking for. However I am hoping to become part of the Cavalry as my father was and working with strategy is bound to come up in the millitary so exercising my mind with your task wouldn't be a bad idea. Not to mention wits are as important as brawn in fights.
Enialis walks over to the table and extends his hand to shake both Furlong and Devlin's hands
As Enialis shakes hands with Devlin he says
Hail friend. It seems you and I will be working together. I'm Enialis, and you are?
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03-07-06, 12:02 PM #5
Dalamar
Registered User
In walks a young, red-headed human woman clad in simple adventuring garb. She gives evebody present a wide smile.
"Seems we have a group forming in here. I'm Tumna Lakeside, and I like to think of myself as a peoples-person," she says. "So what kind of tests are we going to have, sweetie?"
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03-07-06, 04:45 PM #6
orsal
LEW Judge
I can judge this one.
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03-07-06, 06:04 PM #7
Dungannon
Registered User
Quote:
Originally Posted by Xaov
As Enialis shakes hands with Devlin he says
Hail friend. It seems you and I will be working together. I'm Enialis, and you are?
Devlin responds with a charming smile, "Well met, Enialis. I'm Devlin, Devlin Magruder."
03-07-06, 09:18 PM #8
Xaov
Registered User
Pleased to meet you Devlin.
Upon Tumna walking in Enialis' stands up his eyes widen a bit
Tumna it is definately a pleasure to meet you, I am Enialis.
as she walks to the table (if she does) Enialis will pull a chair out for her
Please have a seat, Mr. Archer here is about to explain to us what this is for.
03-08-06, 01:29 AM #9
Phoenix8008
Registered User
A human woman with fiery red hair and violet eyes enters the back room and looks around as if sureying the competiton. She wears a studded leather shirt, skirt, and thigh high boots as well as a perpetual frown on her face. "Greetings Mr. Archer, I'm Phoenix and I'd like to apply for the job as well." She nods an acknowledgement to each of the others already in the room before pulling up a seat at the table and sitting down to listen.
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03-08-06, 04:57 AM #10
El Jefe
LEW Judge
It's a full house!
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As Phoenix presented herself, Furlong canted his head as if to acknowledge things were taking an unusual twist. "A pair of redheads, eh?", he said, "Well, ladies, I hope you know what you're getting into. This isn't a strawberries-and-cream social." He scanned the room, taking in the applicants. "Well, I don't have room in my office for the whole city, so we'll have to narrow it down. Tell you what. Come back in 24 hours, and tell me everything you know about Walther Fenton. I'll be right here, and you can close the door so none of the others hear. The three that do their homework neatly get the nod."
Archer handled himself like he didn't expect any questions, indeed he expected anyone who knew the score would get right on it. But deep down inside, he knew he'd have to humor an also-ran or two who were a little slow on the uptake.
And what you really want to know...
Give me your best Gather Information roll on Invisible Castle. Feel free to sblock the link to your rolls if you'd like to add a little drama to the contest.
You each poke around Orussus for a day and learn:
DC 10+
Walther Fenton runs Fenton's Wines and Spirits over on the Street of Merchants.
DC 15+
One of Walther's biggest customers is Joe Smith, proprietor of the Red Dragon Inn.
DC 20+
Walther's old partner, Aldophus Vingarius, was killed by feral orcs at his winery just outside the city a couple of years ago.
DC 25+
Walther's new partner and main supplier is Adolphus's widow Marinya.
DC 30+
Walther is 47 years old and one hella chess player.
I'll give this 24-48 hours in case there are any stragglers. Roll your fate and sit tight.
And orsal, if you can tell me how to edit the thread title, I'll be glad to note your status as judge of this adventure.
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03-08-06, 05:15 AM #11
orsal
LEW Judge
Quote:
Originally Posted by El Jefe
And orsal, if you can tell me how to edit the thread title, I'll be glad to note your status as judge of this adventure.[/sblock]
Edit the first post in the thread -- you can change the title when you do that.
03-08-06, 05:16 AM #12
Xaov
Registered User
Note: To save me from typing out Enialis' entire name each roll if I maintain participation in this adventure I'm going to do all of his rolls for his last name. Someone else uses the name of Enialis on Invisible Castle.
Gather Information check: 1d20+0= 18
Though not overly charismatic, Enialis has a way with people. Its not looks or smooth words. It just seems that when Enialis needs an answer he can talk people and they will willingly respond. As a result Enialis was able to glean a decent amount of information.
Enialis walks back to the inn. Hello Mr. Archer, I looked into that man you spoke of yesterday, Wlather Fenton. It turns out he owns the Wines and spirits store on merchants street. I wasn't able to get too much more information on him. However I did find out that Joe Smith, the owner of this inn, is one of his main customers.
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03-08-06, 05:22 AM #13
El Jefe
LEW Judge
Sigh
Quote:
Originally Posted by orsal
Edit the first post in the thread -- you can change the title when you do that.
You'd have thought that I could have figured that out on my own, right? You'd have been wrong...
03-08-06, 08:55 AM #14
Salix
Registered User
Ryland, gnome sorcerer
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Ryland walks into the room and introduces himself. After a very business like exchange he gets the gist of the proposal and sets off to find out about Walther Fenton. As he leaves he thinks to himself, way to go Ryland, first your late and now your going to be playing catch-up. Not exactly presenting a partnership material image at first glance I would say
OOC: not sure if my score will get me in, but I like the adventure concept so I thought what the heck. I will post this character and get him in my signature thread tomorrow. It's getting too late here to do that tonight. I think his approval is imminent
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03-08-06, 11:47 AM #15
Dalamar
Registered User
"I've handled myself among a tribe of orcs, I think I can handle whatever you've got," Tumna says with a confident smirk. Then she goes off to ask around for this Walther fellow.
Roll
Gather Information (1d20+6=9)
The dice hate me
....and returns the next day with a rather bad mood. She mutters to herself as she enters: "Stupid men and their gropings. I warned the guy not to touch me without having any useful information, it's not my fault that he's now out for a couple of days, now is it?"
Taking note that Archer is eyeing her, she smiles weakly.
"Sorry, sweetie, I had a bit of a bad run-in yesterday, and nobody was willing to talk to me after the fact."
03-08-06, 01:23 PM #16
El Jefe
LEW Judge
Quote:
Originally Posted by Salix
OOC: not sure if my score will get me in, but I like the adventure concept so I thought what the heck. I will post this character and get him in my signature thread tomorrow.
OOC:
I was able to look up your score, but in the future most DMs will want you to post a link to it. There are a couple of other examples in this thread if you need to see the format for doing that.
Thanks for the compliment. This one picks up steam as it goes, so whoever makes it is going to have some fun.
There's a little bit of experience available just for trying out. If you get your character approved before all the rolls are in, I'm going to rule (unless orsal overrules me) that your character was approved in time to earn that experience, even though you made the roll first.
Oh, and do I understand correctly that your character has no skill or ability modifier to his Gather Information check? You might want to doublecheck that. It looks like it's going to be pretty tight at the bottom of the pile, you want every point you can get!
03-08-06, 02:35 PM #17
Salix
Registered User
Ryland returns
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Ryland makes it back to the tavern. Although he was pressing because he had less time than the others his natural force of personality enabled him to glean a few details at the last minute. He offers in confidence:
Spoiler:
He's the man who runs Fenton Wines on the street of merchants.
Die roll for Ryland
1d20-> [8] = (8) +3 for charisma bonus I forgot about (thanks for the prod)= 11 total
Gather information for SOD walther fenton
Gather information for SOD Walther Fenton (1d20=8)
I wasn't going to post if we got a re-roll, If I get in I'll certainly post all rolls Thanks for the opportunity
03-08-06, 11:02 PM #18
Dungannon
Registered User
Devlin pursues Mr. Archer's assignment, confident in his abilities. Those abilities pay off for the man, and he returns to the Red Dragon Inn the following day positive his results will prove his worth.
Spoiler:
Devlin closes the door, then doublechecks it to make sure nobody is eavesdropping. Sitting down at the table, he relates what he's learned.
"Interesting assignment, Mr. Archer. And Mr. Fenton is an interesting man. He runs a business called, imaginatively enough, Fenton's Wine and Spirits over on the Street of Merchants. The ale I enjoyed before joining you in this room was probably supplied by Walther, as Joe out there is one of his biggest customers. He's kept his business running despite the loss of his old partner, Aldophus Vingarius. Seems Mr. Vignarius was killed at his winery a few years back by a band of feral orcs."
ooc: Gather Info check: 20
03-09-06, 12:54 AM #19
Phoenix8008
Registered User
Phoenix leaves the Inn and returns the next day with an even bigger frown on her face. She reports in to Mr. Archer...
"Okay, I got nothing at all on this guy. I couldn't even find confirmation that he exists. I don't suppose that's the right answer by chance?"
Spoiler:
OOC: Gather Information check-5
03-09-06, 04:20 AM #20
El Jefe
LEW Judge
Sometimes you win, sometimes you lose...
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Quote:
Originally Posted by Phoenix8008
Phoenix reports in to Mr. Archer...
"Okay, I got nothing at all on this guy. I couldn't even find confirmation that he exists. I don't suppose that's the right answer by chance?"
Furlong smiled wistfully and shook his head. "'Fraid not, Red", he answered. The half-elf rose and opened the door, and called out to the Inn, "All right, everybody in. I suppose you all want to know how you did." The hopefuls and also-rans all filed in.
He continued. "Ok, some of you have what it takes, and some of you struck out. Ladies, I have to say you're charming company, but you have to find things out quick to make it in this business. Better luck next time."
Dalamar and Phoenix8008:
Ooh, the dice were not your friend. Please accept 90 XP for Tumna and 50 XP for Phoenix as a consolation prize. It's not much, but about all I can rightfully offer for a brief diversion from the day's drinking and carousing.
Archer nodded as Tumna and Phoenix took their leave. After they left, he shook his head. "I've got nothing against working with a dame, but I just don't think those two were cut out for the trouble fixing business." Gathering his wits, he quickly got down to business. "Gentlemen, if you'll follow me, I'll show you to my office."
Furlong let the quartet out of the Red Dragon and down the street. The day was sunny and calm, just like it usually is before a storm rolls in. It was late morning, and he led the band south to the edge of the Clerk's District. On the side of a clapboard building that housed an ink-seller was a near life-sized painting of a smiling half-elf, arms crossed confidently over his chest. Letters above the figure spelled out, "Furlong Archer, Troubles Fixed", and an arrow pointed up the narrow flight of stairs that led off the street to the second story. At the top of the stairs, a door opened into an office. An attractive young human woman, with a disposition that matched the day, greeted Furlong with "Late as usual. I got your appointments all ready, and -- hey, these must be the new guys, right?" She rose to shake hands with Devlin and Enialis, offering her hand demurely. "I'm Eppy Perrin, I work for Mr. Archer. You boys just make yourselves at home and -- (as she took notice of Ryland) Say! Aren't you cute? You with these guys? I've never worked with a gnome before." Speaking to the assembly as a whole again, she continued, pointing to a walled off area to her left. "That's Mr. Archer's office in there, so the clients can have some privacy. I'm afraid you'll have to wait out here until we can get your office set up...we're supposed to get some furniture this afternoon. But Mr. Archer has appointments this afternoon, and the first one should be here any minute. Can I get you anything?" Eppy was a practical woman, and knew how to keep Furlong's affairs from degerating into an absolute mess. She served refreshments to the choir while Archer studied some scrolls that had been flung atop his desk the night before.
Furlong called to the group. "Boys, in here. I want you to see how this works. In a few minutes, a nice lady with a lot of money is going to come in here, and one of you is going to fix her problem. That is, if you want to continue working, you will. I'll negotiate her fee, and one of you lucky stiffs will get 20 Crowns out of it, provided I don't have to pick up after you. Any questions?"
The gang sat and chit-chatted about previous adventures, with Furlong dispensing advice on betting strategies for the games at Earling (should anyone get up that way again...), when a breathless middle-aged woman struggled to the top of the stair and threw open the door. Eppy confirmed her appointment and showed her to Archer's office, where he rose to take her hand. "Mrs. Faversham, my girl Eppy told me a little bit about your situation, please come in. Allow me to introduce my associates, Mr. Magruder, Mr. McVayne, and this here is Ryland. Don't let his size fool you, these gnomes can be very clever...and discreet. Why don't you have a seat, and we'll get started? You can tell us all about your troubles, and we'll fix them."
Mrs. Faversham settled her considerable bulk into the pro-offered chair by Archer's desk, and began her sorry tale. She was clearly distraught, and wrung her hands together so tightly that she threatened to tear the white handkerchief clasped between them. "I don't know where to begin", she worried. My Edgar...he just wouldn't do that to me." Mrs. Faversham proceeded to pour out a tale of sordid gossip and whisperings of clandestine meetings with the milkmaid. "And lately, some of my things have started coming up missing...they say that Scotia has been wearing them, but that's absurd. She's such a nice girl, and she's never been in my bedroom where she could take them..." It seemed clear to those assembled that Edgar had been having more than the cow milked, but of course the distaff Faversham needed some proof. "I just need to know", she gasped, almost in tears. "For my own piece of mind...so I don't have to think about this any more."
Archer tactfully and skillfully negotiated a fee several times the promised 20 Crowns, and reassured the woman. "There now, Mrs. Faversham, we'll get right to the bottom of this right away. You just leave the retainer with Miss Perrin there, and we'll find out the truth for you in no time." He escorted her to the door, patting her on the shoulder as soothingly as any predator would. After she was gone, he turned to his new apprentices.
"Well, gents, there's your first case. One of you is going to get your chance to show me that you're the man to be my apprentice. Which one of you will it be?" He waited expectantly for a volunteer.
03-09-06, 05:53 AM #21
Dungannon
Registered User
Devlin speaks up, "I noticed Mrs. Faversham didn't state what kind of proof she wanted, nor did you volunteer any." He stands and begins examining the office, looking at some of the items on the wall and shelves before turning to look Furlong straight in the eye. "So what will it take for you to call for a successful conclusion?"
03-09-06, 05:59 AM #22
El Jefe
LEW Judge
Quote:
Originally Posted by Dungannon
"So what will it take for you to call for a successful conclusion?"
Matter-of-factly, Furlong replied, "You'll probably know it when you see it. She said the girl had her stuff; catch her with something a milkmaid usually wouldn't have, and you'll have it. Of course, if you see Ed and Scotia locking lips, we'd probably all count that as well."
03-09-06, 01:01 PM #23
Xaov
Registered User
Clearly this woman is distraught. The evidence does suggest an affair. But I wonder if perhaps she is blowing things out of proportion.
We've only heard her side of the story. I definately think its worth looking into Mr. Feversham's side, maybe even the young girl's side as well.
Were I to take this case he is what I would do:
First of all I'd interview Mrs. Feversham a little bit more. Ask her about possible reasons for Mr. Feversham's betrayal. Trouble at home, etc. Once that information would be gathered we could talk with Mr. Feversham and scotia about the situation. Who knows what we could find.
I would be intersested in taking this case. However perhaps this situation is best in the hands of Devlin. From what he's said of his past adventures. This should be his area of expertise.
03-09-06, 01:30 PM #24
El Jefe
LEW Judge
Quote:
Originally Posted by Xaov
I would be intersested in taking this case. However perhaps this situation is best in the hands of Devlin.
Archer seemed impatient. "Well, make up your mind, Mac. Do you want the job or not?"
03-09-06, 02:46 PM #25
Salix
Registered User
Ryland watches the conversation in his tight-lipped way. Not being trained in this sort of thing he'd like to see one of the other two go first.
03-09-06, 04:52 PM #26
Xaov
Registered User
Very well. I'll investigate this matter personally. If I could I need information from you as to where she lives. I have further questions I'd like to ask her.
03-09-06, 05:36 PM #27
El Jefe
LEW Judge
...And he's off!
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Quote:
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Very well. I'll investigate this matter personally. If I could I need information from you as to where she lives. I have further questions I'd like to ask her.
Archer disposed of the matter as casually as one would fasten a brooch on a cloak. "Eppy has everything you need to find the place. But I'll warn you, if the old man gets wind that you're prying into his personal business, the jig'll be up. A bull in a china shop is not what you want to be."
Eppy gave Enialis directions to the Faversham residence. Edgar was a baker, and the Favershams were well enough off to be able to keep a cow and some chickens in back. It wasn't surprising that a fresh supply of milk and eggs helped the business. The Favershams lived a few dozen blocks southwest of Archer's office, on the east side of the Merchant District. Enialis went over the directions with Eppy until he was sure he had them right, and clambered down the steps not long after noon. None of the adventurers had yet had lunch, and his belly rumbled.
The others killed time in Archer's office, discussing the merits of dwarven ale, when a ruddy, bald-headed man opened the door and strolled in like he owned the place. He seemed like the type who would get his hands dirty, but also like a man who was used to giving orders. "I dunno if this is worth it", he grunted after barely acknowledging Eppy's greeting. "If they weren't half as useless as he was, I'd just send one of my boys after him. Well, Archer, let's get down to business." The stranger stumped into the inner office.
Furlong rose to offer his hand, which was grudgingly shaken. "Boys, this is John Frum, and I'd say someone owes him some money." Frum, still glowering, nodded in acquiesence. "John, these are my new boys, Devlin and Ryland, they'll be helping out on this one. I hear you want us to look for someone?"
"Bal Squidgeon", came the curt reply. Frum drew from his tunic a folded scrap of paper, on which a crude drawing of a man with a moustache and goatee appeared. "Always a day or two late on his payments, but he really went and did it this time. Stuck me with a whole load of pineapples, fresh off the boat, and they all rotted before he could pick them up. Found out he'd rather drink up his money than run an honest business. I'd work him over if I could catch him, but I'm getting too old for this. You just find him and sic the watch on him, I've already given notice to the High Court of his misdeeds."
Furlong promised him help and haggled over the price. Frum drove a harder bargain than Mrs. Faversham, but let slip that the money owed for the wasted fruit was considerably greater than the sum Archer wanted for cleaning up the mess. Furlong rose and saw him to the door, Frum muttering all the while about a "waste of money" and how it "wasn't worth my time." Furlong returned to his protegees.
"Well, boys, we got a deadbeat, a drunk, and I'll wager a gambler. Which one of you wants to track him down?" Again, he waited for a volunteer.
03-09-06, 05:45 PM #28
Xaov
Registered User
ooc:El Jefe. Shall we proceed with each of the cases in spoiler blocks from now on?
03-09-06, 06:20 PM #29
El Jefe
LEW Judge
Enialis:
Quote:
Originally Posted by Xaov
ooc:El Jefe. Shall we proceed with each of the cases in spoiler blocks from now on?
But, of course!
The weather was unseasonably cool as Enialis crossed the city to the southwest. The morning's bright sunlight gave way to clouds drifting in from the north, never a good sign this time of year. Finding the Street of Merchants was easy, finding the side street that trafficked to the Faversham Bakery only a little more difficult. Baker Street lived up to its name, with the tantalizing smell of freshly baked bread putting a sharp edge on Enialis's hunger. McVayne spotted Faversham's from about a block away. It had to be Faversham's place; it was the only one that fit the description: a three-story building, with stone blocks scavenged from the old city forming the bottom portion of the first floor, and timber construction starting at about a man's chest height and continuing up to the rafters.
Enialis paused to consider his options before pressing closer.
03-09-06, 09:59 PM #30
Dungannon
Registered User
Devlin smiles. "A gambling deadbeat? Sounds like a former employer of mine. I'll take this one. Frum said Bal ran a business. Don't suppose you'd know what kind of business or where it's located, would you?"
03-09-06, 11:02 PM #31
El Jefe
LEW Judge
Two down...
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Originally Posted by Dungannon
"Frum said Bal ran a business. Don't suppose you'd know what kind of business or where it's located, would you?"
Archer Grinned. "Frum is a merchant who mainly deals in foodstuffs. He's got enough money to buy a whole boatload at a time. But unless it's something that keeps, like grain, he's got to move it quickly or it just rots. He sells it to grocers who hawk it from pushcarts. Looks like Bal was one of those sellers who took advantage of what little credit he had." Archer paused for a moment, thinking. "I'd guess he's run through what little money he had and is staying at some flophouse somewhere. Try St. Arnold's and work out from there...it's one of those little places just south of the harbor."
Local Knowledge DC10+
St. Arnold's is a run-down tavern that has a few rooms upstairs. It barely qualifies as an inn, but...
Knowledge Religion DC10+, or Local Knowledge DC10+
St. Arnold was a devoted follower of Geoth who was obsessed with brewing. A wag will occasionally offer up a toast to St. Arnold during a night of heavy drinking.
Devlin got directions to St. Arnold's from Archer...it was the kind of place that a girl like Eppy tended to avoid...and started down the steps just as a couple of working stiffs started to wrestle a large desk up the narrow stairs leading to Archer's office. They let him pass, and he could see a large cart parked in the street, piled up with all sorts of furniture. "Looks like that furniture Eppy promised just arrived", he muttered to himself. His stomach reminded him that he hadn't eaten since breakfast, and he wondered if he might be able to grab a bite along the way. He pulled his cloak tight about him as the wind started to pick up...the sun was still shining brightly between patches of clouds, but it was much darker than earlier that day.
Furlong Archer glanced down at the gnome who shared his office. "Well, looks like it's Hobson's Choice* for you. I've got one more appointment this afternoon, you'd better take it or I'm going to wonder about your initiative." He started chatting about where Ryland was from and how he liked the big city, when there was a polite knock on the door. Eppy invited the owner of the knocking hand inside, who turned out to be a tall, thin version of John Frum...but this time with manners and a few failing wisps of hair. The man was introduced as Phindo Brabbas, and just like the others, he had a tale of woe.
*Named for a stablemaster who insisted that customers take the horse nearest the door, or none at all.
"I tank you for yoor time, Meester Artyoor", he began in a heavy accent. "We hava problem mit der Vandahls, dey are terribul. Dey come at night, dey always wait till weer asleep, den dey write nasty tings onna doors and walls. Always joost my house, never da nayboors. I want for you to catch dem, you can doo tat?" Archer assured him that they could, and pointed out that Ryland could make himself inconspicuous whenever the punks came around. Phindo thanked Archer (and Ryland) rather profusely, leaving a small bag of coin with Eppy on the way out.
"Phindo lives on the far side of the Clerk's district, right near the Wall just north of where the river comes in. I'll give you directions...", which Archer did, just as the moving men were placing the last of the new office furniture in place. "You've got some time, but if I were you I'd get there before sundown and stake the place out. Oh, and keep an eye out for the City Watch...they know all about Brabbas's problem, and you might be able to chase the perpetrators right into their arms." As he left the building, Ryland noted that there were still a couple of hours of daylight left, although the sun was just peeking through the clouds that had been moving in all day. His belly told him that dinner wouldn't be a bad idea, either.
03-09-06, 11:23 PM #32
Salix
Registered User
Ryland heads for Phindo's house, stopping by a street vendor to get a meal on the run. He cases the house when he arrives for the best hiding spot where he can cast hypnotism if possible.
03-10-06, 12:07 AM #33
El Jefe
LEW Judge
Ryland:
Quote:
Originally Posted by Salix
He cases the house when he arrives for the best hiding spot where he can cast hypnotism if possible.
Phindo's house is a modest timber structure across the street from the city wall, and about 2 blocks north of the river. The best hiding spot would be atop the roofs of the houses across the street, but it's not clear if lurking that close to the wall would attract attention. Some of the houses have low stoops, and it might be possible to lie on the ground beside one of them and not attract attention. Of course, if the resident stepped outside the door and spotted you, there might be some awkward moments. But if you did that, you would be a difficult spot check for anyone on Phindo's side of the street.
03-10-06, 01:43 AM #34
Xaov
Registered User
Spoiler:
Enialis stands before the Faversham building. He reflects on what archer told him.
hmm.
Enialis looks around for anyone else.
If he sees anyone he will walk up to them and ask
Excuse me I was wondering if you knew if Mr Faversham was home at the moment? I wish to speak to him. But I have no idea about his schedule.
If he doesn't see anyone he will sit down and get something cheap to eat. Keeping his eye on the house to see if anyone comes out. After he gets done eating, if he doesn't see anyone come out he'll casually walk up to the door and knock.
03-10-06, 01:50 AM #35
Dungannon
Registered User
El Jefe:
Devlin pockets the sketch of Bal Squidgeon and makes his way to St. Arnolds, mindful of his hunger. Once he gets into the general neighborhood, he keeps his eyes open for anyone who resembles the face in the drawing.
Once inside the inn, Devlin makes his way to the bar. "Oi, barkeep. How's 'bout an ale? An' do ye have anything ta eat here?"
Once he's served, Devlin begins asking innocent-enough questions about local merchants, including one named Bal.
ooc: Gather Info check: 23
03-10-06, 03:33 AM #36
El Jefe
LEW Judge
Enialis:
Quote:
Originally Posted by Xaov
Enialis looks around for anyone else.
Baker street isn't exactly crowded, but there are people coming and going. Some of them stop into the shops and reappear carrying good-smelling packages.
Quote:
Originally Posted by Xaov
Excuse me I was wondering if you knew if Mr Faversham was home at the moment? I wish to speak to him. But I have no idea about his schedule.
The first person you ask replies, "Who? Faversham? Never heard of him." Of course, not everyone in the street is going to or coming from Faversham's bakery.
Quote:
Originally Posted by Xaov
If he doesn't see anyone he will sit down and get something cheap to eat.
Mmmmm...so much bread...so many pastries. Unless you're willing to walk a few blocks, those are your options.
Quote:
Originally Posted by Xaov
Keeping his eye on the house to see if anyone comes out.
Well, if you go to one of the other shops and purchase some baked goods for consumption, you will see a few customers enter and leave the Faversham establishment. If you go to Faversham's, you might see yourself entering and leaving the place.
03-10-06, 04:01 AM #37
El Jefe
LEW Judge
The wrong side of the river
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Devlin:
Quote:
Originally Posted by Dungannon
Once he gets into the general neighborhood, he keeps his eyes open for anyone who resembles the face in the drawing.
You see maybe 3 or 4 people who could be Bal Squideon, but you don't feel like there's enough of a resemblance to accost any of those people. Mainly, the problem is the drawing. Frum's artistry is maybe a notch or two better than a child's stick figure.
Quote:
Originally Posted by Dungannon
"Oi, barkeep. How's 'bout an ale? An' do ye have anything ta eat here?"
The barkeep slides Devlin an ale, demanding "four pennies" in return, and cryptically states "Read the sign, Bub" when asked about food. A sign advertises a "Blue Plate Special" for one Shield, supposedly fish and potatoes. It turns out to be something more like fish-flavored potatoes. You've had better.
Quote:
Originally Posted by Dungannon
Once he's served, Devlin begins asking innocent-enough questions about local merchants, including one named Bal.
You learn a few things about Bal from the bartender and the other imbibers.
Bal works irregularly, selling produce that he sometimes buys on credit from a merchant named Frum.
Squidgeon often lays off when he's flush with cash, drinking a lot and gambling a little. His pushcart can often be found around back when he's on a tear.
St. Arnolds is probably his favorite hangout. That, and the gutter. And occasionally the Street of Merchants.
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03-10-06, 06:06 AM #38
Salix
Registered User
Spoiler:
EL Jefe
Now that Ryland has cased the area out in the daylight, he heads to the nearest place of commerce, keeping an eye out on the time of night. Don't want these vandals hitting the place while I'm asking around, he thinks. When he arrives at a likely place he asks around about Phindo and any enemies Phindo might have. He also tries to ascertain the guards schedule if it works easily into the conversation.
Die roll for Ryland - the dice have taken a turn for the worse
1d20+3-> [5,3] = (8)
Gather Info Phindo
Gather Info Phindo (1d20+3=8)
03-10-06, 01:10 PM #39
El Jefe
LEW Judge
Ryland:
Quote:
Originally Posted by Salix
When he arrives at a likely place he asks around about Phindo and any enemies Phindo might have.
Die roll for Ryland - the dice have taken a turn for the worse
Most of the people in this neighborhood are simple craftsmen, and the "nearest place of commerce" is a candlemaker's shop a couple of blocks over.
Nobody there knows of this "Phindo" person. "Is he one of those foreigners who lives by the wall? 'Phindo' sounds like a foreign name."
Quote:
Originally Posted by Salix
He also tries to ascertain the guards schedule if it works easily into the conversation.
Die roll for Ryland - the dice have taken a turn for the worse
"Guards? They come and they go as they please."
03-10-06, 03:15 PM #40
Salix
Registered User
El Jefe
Spoiler:
Quote:
Originally Posted by El Jefe
Phindo's house is a modest timber structure across the street from the city wall, and about 2 blocks north of the river. The best hiding spot would be atop the roofs of the houses across the street, but it's not clear if lurking that close to the wall would attract attention. Some of the houses have low stoops, and it might be possible to lie on the ground beside one of them and not attract attention. Of course, if the resident stepped outside the door and spotted you, there might be some awkward moments. But if you did that, you would be a difficult spot check for anyone on Phindo's side of the street.
Ryland is now starting to think he should have asked phindo more questions about what the Vandals are writing on his house. He's begining to suspect this is the work of xenophopic adults, not unruly children. As darkness approaches he will try to find a hiding place across the street on the ground.
Die roll for Ryland
1d20-> [9] = (9)
hide check, across the street from Phindo's
hide check, across the street from Phindo's (1d20=9)
The dice are not going Ryland's way
