Dr. Si's Curse of the Crimson Throne - Seven Days to the Grave
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HolyMan
Thy wounds are healed!
Brindom knows deep down that Miss Sabor is no murder, and that excuting her is wrong. As Oathday approaches he slowly becomes more and more moody, till finally he just says in his room most of the day.
One of the few times he is out of his room he asks some of the others, "Are we really going to let the queen get away with this?"
One of the few times he is out of his room he asks some of the others, "Are we really going to let the queen get away with this?"
Dr Simon
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Neurotic
I plan on living forever. Or die trying.
Burden of proof
"How would you prove she didn't do it? And equally important, how would you present it without queen loosing face in front of everyone? We have few hours if you have an idea."
"How would you prove she didn't do it? And equally important, how would you present it without queen loosing face in front of everyone? We have few hours if you have an idea."
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Dr Simon
Explorer
OOC: Actually, just under one day. The message comes through just after noon on the day before Oathday.
Ambrus
Explorer
Sitting on the edge of the kitchen table Dj'hân swings his tiny feet back and forth; bellying the grave nature of their conversation. "This is dumb. Maybe tha dumb girl didn't do anything bad. But maybe we're tha dumb ones for trustin her when we don't know a lick bout her. And what does tha marshal expect us ta do if there's a riot? Fight the city-folk? fight the Queen's guard? Both are dumb ideas. All of this is dumb..."
For his part, the pseudodragon merely listens to the conversation silently, his inhuman reptilian eyes not betraying his thoughts on the matter. The texture and coloration of his scales slowly assumes a drab brown tone to match the wooden table upon which he sits however. Turning his saurian head to face Dh'jân, Majenko and the boy seemingly share a brief though silent communion. The urchin finally nods at his draconic companion before addressing the group once more: "Majenko thinks that tha marshall and us might be pushin our luck if we keep meddling in the Queen's business. She's fond of sending traitors to the gallows and she might look badly at what tha marshall and Vincario have been having us do fer em lately."
For his part, the pseudodragon merely listens to the conversation silently, his inhuman reptilian eyes not betraying his thoughts on the matter. The texture and coloration of his scales slowly assumes a drab brown tone to match the wooden table upon which he sits however. Turning his saurian head to face Dh'jân, Majenko and the boy seemingly share a brief though silent communion. The urchin finally nods at his draconic companion before addressing the group once more: "Majenko thinks that tha marshall and us might be pushin our luck if we keep meddling in the Queen's business. She's fond of sending traitors to the gallows and she might look badly at what tha marshall and Vincario have been having us do fer em lately."
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Valthosian
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Looking somewhat moody, Thorson offers only a little bit to the conversation. "Dealing with rulers in their own domains never ends well for the interferer, is this worth getting involved in?"
Maidhc O Casain
Na Bith Mo Riocht Tá!
Manachan's handsome features take on a troubled cast as he weighs the words of his new friends carefully.
"On short acquaintance, the Marhsall seems a woman to be trusted, and has expressed her belief that Miss Sabor may be innocent of the charges against her. The Queen has the reputation for being . . . impetuous. I believe we should do what we can to ensure that an injustice is not being done. That being said, the Queen's word is law and I'd not have us get crosswise of that word either.
Unfortunately, I'm new to this place and wouldn't even know where to start inquiries. Is there perhaps something we can do in the short time we have . . . something that doesn't post too great a risk of the Queen's displeasure?"
"On short acquaintance, the Marhsall seems a woman to be trusted, and has expressed her belief that Miss Sabor may be innocent of the charges against her. The Queen has the reputation for being . . . impetuous. I believe we should do what we can to ensure that an injustice is not being done. That being said, the Queen's word is law and I'd not have us get crosswise of that word either.
Unfortunately, I'm new to this place and wouldn't even know where to start inquiries. Is there perhaps something we can do in the short time we have . . . something that doesn't post too great a risk of the Queen's displeasure?"
HolyMan
Thy wounds are healed!
"Well I'm not sure where to start," Brindom says feeling more confident that everyone is at least listening to his suggestion. "We could look for clues at Miss Sabor's residents, or ask how the queen located her after we took great care for noone to know she was captured. Maybe learn more about the night the king died." he says,
Then with a sigh he shakes his head, "There is to much to do and not enough time."
Then with a sigh he shakes his head, "There is to much to do and not enough time."
Dr Simon
Explorer
With just a short time for investigations, the group has learned little of any concrete value by the time the scheduled time of Trinia Sabor's execution arrives. As to how the Queen learned of her whereabouts, Marshal Kroft's investigations using clerical truth magic eventually turned up a member of her own gaurd with qualms about disobeying the monarch. Cressida Kroft is not the kind of commander willing to dole out harsh punishments (as the relatively benign fate of Verik and his fellow deserters attests), and in all truth the man was obeying the law of the city, and so he is merely sent on a long tour of duty to the outlying regions of Korvosa.
Many rumours abound about the night the King died. He was already quite old, and head been ill for some time with a sickness that none of the city's temples could cure. The one person in the Korvosan heirarchy with the authority to overturn a direct ruling from the monarch was missing - Neolandus, the Seneschal of Castle Korvosa (also commander of the Sable Company), and he had vanished the night the king died. Some suspected that he was responsible, whereas those who suspect foul play mutter that Neolandus was also done away with by the King's assassin. Some say that the mysterious Red Mantis cult were involved, masters of stealth and assassination, some say that the Arkona family, the most influential of Korvosa's old nobility, were involved somehow. Others blame the Shoanti or the Varisians (with pretty much no logical basis), some say the derro took him and some speak of the Curse of the Crimson Throne, where most monarchs of Korvosa meet an untimely end.
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The courtyard of Castle Korvosa is full with Korvosa's rich and famous rubbing reluctant shoulders with the ordinary citizenry. There is a buzz of excitement in the air, almost like a festival. The headsman's block is set on a stage over near one side of the courtyard. The castle and the courtyard are decorated with hangings showing the imp and pseudodragon design of Korvosa.
There is a flourish of trumpets and Queen Ileosa appears on a balcony on Castle Korvosa. You see Sabrina Marrin at her side, scanning the crowd. The buzz of the crowd becomes silent. The Queen is resplendent in a dress of deep green, almost black, velvet. She wears a tiny suggestion of a veil in her red hair, the whole outfit tastefully tailored, sombre enough to hint at respectful mourning but also indicative that this mourning period is coming to an end.
"People of Korvosa," she begins. Her voice carries across the courtyard, evidently assisted by magic of some kind. "The time since my dear husband's death has been a difficult one, for all of us. I have suffered a terrible loss, but many of you have suffered terrible losses as well. This recent unrest has affected us all, and I come before you as one of you to tell you that soon we shall be able to put that time behind us, and rebuild anew.
"Many of you think of me as a spoilt child, a mere concubine of a rich old man. When I look back upon my arrival here I find I can only agree. But I have come to love Korvosa as I loved my husband. There comes a time when one must put aside childish whims and assume the mantle of responsibility. I may have been a spoilt girl when I was but one concubine amongst many, but now I have a duty to my people, to you, and I swear that I shall not turn aside from my duty.
"People of Korvosa, together we can make Korvosa great again, a city to be proud of, a city of peace and trade and art, where those of Magnimar, and of Cheliax, will look to us and wish that they, too, were Korvosan! Together we can do this. But first," her voice drops from crowd-rousing strength to hushed and sad tones. "First we have a sad duty to perform, a symbolic act to mark the end of these painful times and usher in the new era. An act demanded by the laws of this great city. My husband's assassin must meet her just fate. Bring forth the murderer!"
A sombre drum beat begins. Black-robed palace guards bring a fearful-looking Trinia Sabor out from a doorway in the castle walls. A tall man clad in a black mask, carrying a large axe, walks slowly behind her, followed by a priest of Abadar. She is roughly shoved down onto her knees before the block, and the two guards stand to the back of the platform. The headsman takes his position, settles his weight. The Abadaran mutters some imprecations.
Then, as the headsman lifts his axe he stops, grunts, and the axe drops onto the platform, sticking blade first a few inches away from a terrified Trinia. The headsman drops to his knees, revealing a dagger protruding from his back.
Mutters pass through the crowd. A man in black, with a black mask, leaps onto the stage and roughly pushes the two surprised guards into the crowd. The priest of Abadar flees of his own accord. The man in black cuts Trinia's bonds and stands rapier aloft.
"This is not justice!" he cries. "This woman is innocent! Long live Korvosa! Down with the Queen!"
Rumblings spread through the crowd. There are cries of "It's Blackjack!", some people taking up his cries, others shouting "Traitor!". Blackjack, if it is indeed the legendary Korvosan folk hero, is a little too distracted by his grandstanding. He doesn't see the headsman rising up behind him, axe in hand.
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Apologies for the lengthy "cut scene", but until this point there isn't a lot your characters can usefully do.
[ame=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VdZ0T7BwPb0]Queen's speech[/ame]
Blackjack is Korvosa's version of Zorro, as you may be able to tell from the outfit! He hasn't been seen for about 20 years or more, but has been defending the poor and downtrodden for several hundred years. Some conjecture that he must be an elf or other long-lived race, others say that there has been more than one "Blackjack" over the years.
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Many rumours abound about the night the King died. He was already quite old, and head been ill for some time with a sickness that none of the city's temples could cure. The one person in the Korvosan heirarchy with the authority to overturn a direct ruling from the monarch was missing - Neolandus, the Seneschal of Castle Korvosa (also commander of the Sable Company), and he had vanished the night the king died. Some suspected that he was responsible, whereas those who suspect foul play mutter that Neolandus was also done away with by the King's assassin. Some say that the mysterious Red Mantis cult were involved, masters of stealth and assassination, some say that the Arkona family, the most influential of Korvosa's old nobility, were involved somehow. Others blame the Shoanti or the Varisians (with pretty much no logical basis), some say the derro took him and some speak of the Curse of the Crimson Throne, where most monarchs of Korvosa meet an untimely end.
******
The courtyard of Castle Korvosa is full with Korvosa's rich and famous rubbing reluctant shoulders with the ordinary citizenry. There is a buzz of excitement in the air, almost like a festival. The headsman's block is set on a stage over near one side of the courtyard. The castle and the courtyard are decorated with hangings showing the imp and pseudodragon design of Korvosa.
There is a flourish of trumpets and Queen Ileosa appears on a balcony on Castle Korvosa. You see Sabrina Marrin at her side, scanning the crowd. The buzz of the crowd becomes silent. The Queen is resplendent in a dress of deep green, almost black, velvet. She wears a tiny suggestion of a veil in her red hair, the whole outfit tastefully tailored, sombre enough to hint at respectful mourning but also indicative that this mourning period is coming to an end.
"People of Korvosa," she begins. Her voice carries across the courtyard, evidently assisted by magic of some kind. "The time since my dear husband's death has been a difficult one, for all of us. I have suffered a terrible loss, but many of you have suffered terrible losses as well. This recent unrest has affected us all, and I come before you as one of you to tell you that soon we shall be able to put that time behind us, and rebuild anew.
"Many of you think of me as a spoilt child, a mere concubine of a rich old man. When I look back upon my arrival here I find I can only agree. But I have come to love Korvosa as I loved my husband. There comes a time when one must put aside childish whims and assume the mantle of responsibility. I may have been a spoilt girl when I was but one concubine amongst many, but now I have a duty to my people, to you, and I swear that I shall not turn aside from my duty.
"People of Korvosa, together we can make Korvosa great again, a city to be proud of, a city of peace and trade and art, where those of Magnimar, and of Cheliax, will look to us and wish that they, too, were Korvosan! Together we can do this. But first," her voice drops from crowd-rousing strength to hushed and sad tones. "First we have a sad duty to perform, a symbolic act to mark the end of these painful times and usher in the new era. An act demanded by the laws of this great city. My husband's assassin must meet her just fate. Bring forth the murderer!"
A sombre drum beat begins. Black-robed palace guards bring a fearful-looking Trinia Sabor out from a doorway in the castle walls. A tall man clad in a black mask, carrying a large axe, walks slowly behind her, followed by a priest of Abadar. She is roughly shoved down onto her knees before the block, and the two guards stand to the back of the platform. The headsman takes his position, settles his weight. The Abadaran mutters some imprecations.
Then, as the headsman lifts his axe he stops, grunts, and the axe drops onto the platform, sticking blade first a few inches away from a terrified Trinia. The headsman drops to his knees, revealing a dagger protruding from his back.
Mutters pass through the crowd. A man in black, with a black mask, leaps onto the stage and roughly pushes the two surprised guards into the crowd. The priest of Abadar flees of his own accord. The man in black cuts Trinia's bonds and stands rapier aloft.
"This is not justice!" he cries. "This woman is innocent! Long live Korvosa! Down with the Queen!"
Rumblings spread through the crowd. There are cries of "It's Blackjack!", some people taking up his cries, others shouting "Traitor!". Blackjack, if it is indeed the legendary Korvosan folk hero, is a little too distracted by his grandstanding. He doesn't see the headsman rising up behind him, axe in hand.
[sblock=ooc]
Apologies for the lengthy "cut scene", but until this point there isn't a lot your characters can usefully do.
[ame=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VdZ0T7BwPb0]Queen's speech[/ame]
Blackjack is Korvosa's version of Zorro, as you may be able to tell from the outfit! He hasn't been seen for about 20 years or more, but has been defending the poor and downtrodden for several hundred years. Some conjecture that he must be an elf or other long-lived race, others say that there has been more than one "Blackjack" over the years.
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