Spheres of Influence:Rhiannon in Jepardy? GAME
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Zachian
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"You can tell this contact of yours I am interested and his secrecy and anonymity will remain intact. It doesn't matter who hires me, they are all customers. Make sure he is aware of my usual terms, plus some spending money to get me to Antioch and what not. I will also need specifics; what we are after, who has it, where it is, how much security, you know... the basics."
Airith thinking to himself: "Work has been slow and I could use a decent payout. Don't get ahead of yourself though, better to be causious than identified, wanted or dead."
Airith's General Terms -
Won't be an assassin, won't beat someone up, won't divulge any information(expects the same of the employer), won't rob someone outright(need to have a pretty good reason, better be an item, won't steal money), etc.....
Airith smiles, raises his glass and proposes a discreet toast, just loud enough for the five of them to hear, "To the job."
Airith thinking to himself: "Work has been slow and I could use a decent payout. Don't get ahead of yourself though, better to be causious than identified, wanted or dead."
Airith's General Terms -
Won't be an assassin, won't beat someone up, won't divulge any information(expects the same of the employer), won't rob someone outright(need to have a pretty good reason, better be an item, won't steal money), etc.....
Airith smiles, raises his glass and proposes a discreet toast, just loud enough for the five of them to hear, "To the job."
Tilmamir
First Post
Getting together (Airith) - fireseek 27
"to the job" They all respond.
After a very short amount of time, the others leave quietly. You are quite sure nobody here even noticed anything more than a few friends joining for a drink.
You return to your room and put your affairs in order to be away for a little while. Two days later, a page boy from the temple nearby brings you an envelope and a small bag. A quick glance shows the note is written on fine paper and is sealed with wax and a signet ring. It is addressed to "the one who joins us".
note as above [sblock]
From Archbishop Irwin, servant of His Holiness Clement XVII, Pontiff of Eli, Lord of the Endless Flame whose glory and honor we strive to keep in this dark world of evil, and whose flame is the light of all created things.
To: Specially chosen friend of the church.
Thank you for accepting this quest. Understandably, you are confused what this mission entails. You will be informed more by myself at the appointed time: KY 232, Coldeven 25 for dinner in the private room of The Mitre Inn.
Make personal arrangements to accommodate the following:
Time to complete: Unknown
………Payment: 40GP / month for expenses, 2 months in advance
………upon return of the party
…………………500GP each
…………………division of the remainder of the unused "persuasion"
…………………money plus the spoils, among the living. (coin, treasure, books...)
…………………The church reserves the right to take and / or compensate
…………....………for any holy items found.
…………………Additional significant information on M. Cuthbert's
………..……………doings earn the standard reward of 50GP each
…………………Additional unforseen services will be paid at a reasonable rate.
...............A small pension will be offered to remaining close kin in the event of death.
Please be prompt - we will be awaiting your arrival.
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In the bag are ten gold coins and a carefully written note on a scrap of paper that says
It is Coldeven 2, giving you twenty-three days for the trip. The boat is leaving soon, should you choose to take it. You would probably have a week to kill in Antioch, before your meting.
[OOC - Role play or Just show up at the meeting - its up to you.]
"to the job" They all respond.
After a very short amount of time, the others leave quietly. You are quite sure nobody here even noticed anything more than a few friends joining for a drink.
You return to your room and put your affairs in order to be away for a little while. Two days later, a page boy from the temple nearby brings you an envelope and a small bag. A quick glance shows the note is written on fine paper and is sealed with wax and a signet ring. It is addressed to "the one who joins us".
note as above [sblock]
From Archbishop Irwin, servant of His Holiness Clement XVII, Pontiff of Eli, Lord of the Endless Flame whose glory and honor we strive to keep in this dark world of evil, and whose flame is the light of all created things.
To: Specially chosen friend of the church.
Thank you for accepting this quest. Understandably, you are confused what this mission entails. You will be informed more by myself at the appointed time: KY 232, Coldeven 25 for dinner in the private room of The Mitre Inn.
Make personal arrangements to accommodate the following:
Time to complete: Unknown
………Payment: 40GP / month for expenses, 2 months in advance
………upon return of the party
…………………500GP each
…………………division of the remainder of the unused "persuasion"
…………………money plus the spoils, among the living. (coin, treasure, books...)
…………………The church reserves the right to take and / or compensate
…………....………for any holy items found.
…………………Additional significant information on M. Cuthbert's
………..……………doings earn the standard reward of 50GP each
…………………Additional unforseen services will be paid at a reasonable rate.
...............A small pension will be offered to remaining close kin in the event of death.
Please be prompt - we will be awaiting your arrival.
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In the bag are ten gold coins and a carefully written note on a scrap of paper that says
The boy, completely unaware of the significance of either the note or bag, had tipped his hat and run out on to the street and around the corner while you were reading.
It is Coldeven 2, giving you twenty-three days for the trip. The boat is leaving soon, should you choose to take it. You would probably have a week to kill in Antioch, before your meting.
[OOC - Role play or Just show up at the meeting - its up to you.]
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Tilmamir
First Post
Unless I hear contrary from any of you - I will begin the meeting On Thursday, 2 June 2005
Where: in Antioch
When: COLDEVEN 25, Kings Year 232
Place: Mitre Inn
Inwe and Relsyn each have 20 GP mysteriously "on account" at whatever inn they lodge in, in Antioch. (Airith was paid in advance, minus boat fare)
ADDED 6/3/2005
As we have kept roleplaying, ignore the meeting until we all get there.
Where: in Antioch
When: COLDEVEN 25, Kings Year 232
Place: Mitre Inn
Inwe and Relsyn each have 20 GP mysteriously "on account" at whatever inn they lodge in, in Antioch. (Airith was paid in advance, minus boat fare)
ADDED 6/3/2005
As we have kept roleplaying, ignore the meeting until we all get there.
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Gwaihir
Explorer
Reslyn Saffire - Priest of St Macedone
Over the next two days Relsyn busies himself with the cataloging of Shelf four. As he does this He plays over the contents of the note and what it portends in his mind. Often he finds he has distracted himself and has to go back and check the work he has done in the previous few minutes.
"Oh Jewel," he sighs late that evening, holding them rumpled letter in his hand, as he lays back on the small cot in his cell, "What have I gotten myself into? This portends trouble for the both of us."
In the morning, Relsyn seeks out Garret. "We can leave tommorrow morning, after morning prayers, if you wish. I have little gear to gather. I have also spoken to the cook and requested provisions." He pauses, "Are you sure I will be up to this?" He looks questioningly at his old mentor.
Over the next two days Relsyn busies himself with the cataloging of Shelf four. As he does this He plays over the contents of the note and what it portends in his mind. Often he finds he has distracted himself and has to go back and check the work he has done in the previous few minutes.
"Oh Jewel," he sighs late that evening, holding them rumpled letter in his hand, as he lays back on the small cot in his cell, "What have I gotten myself into? This portends trouble for the both of us."
In the morning, Relsyn seeks out Garret. "We can leave tommorrow morning, after morning prayers, if you wish. I have little gear to gather. I have also spoken to the cook and requested provisions." He pauses, "Are you sure I will be up to this?" He looks questioningly at his old mentor.
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Tilmamir
First Post
Getting together (Relsyn) - Coldeven 10
Garret nods enthusiastically. "Oh, I think you are ready. I understand that this is an adventure. I used to love going on adventures, and I started earlier than you!"
He checks a few books on the shelves, removing them carefully, browsing through the pages thoughtfully, and then reshelving them.
"Tomorrow then. I am honestly not sure what adventure this will bring. It may be dull and boring. But it may have some interesting libraries to uncover. Like I said a few days ago, many great tomes were found on such adventures. I see a few here from my prime that bring back memories." He again pauses briefly.
"Macedone himself, bless his name, would have us seek knowledge. It is not always in books that insight and knowledge are found."
"Tomorrow, we travel to Antioch. I believe there is a barge or two heading that way. I shall book passage for us! I look forward to hearing about your insight of St. Salix's thrid crusade. I know very little of that. And, of course, there are many new topics to discuss and so little time to do so."
He chuckles deeply, "I pray we do not send the barge-men swimming for shore with our talk" and he waves you. "I shall return shortly" he says and he leaves the library.
Garret nods enthusiastically. "Oh, I think you are ready. I understand that this is an adventure. I used to love going on adventures, and I started earlier than you!"
He checks a few books on the shelves, removing them carefully, browsing through the pages thoughtfully, and then reshelving them.
"Tomorrow then. I am honestly not sure what adventure this will bring. It may be dull and boring. But it may have some interesting libraries to uncover. Like I said a few days ago, many great tomes were found on such adventures. I see a few here from my prime that bring back memories." He again pauses briefly.
"Macedone himself, bless his name, would have us seek knowledge. It is not always in books that insight and knowledge are found."
"Tomorrow, we travel to Antioch. I believe there is a barge or two heading that way. I shall book passage for us! I look forward to hearing about your insight of St. Salix's thrid crusade. I know very little of that. And, of course, there are many new topics to discuss and so little time to do so."
He chuckles deeply, "I pray we do not send the barge-men swimming for shore with our talk" and he waves you. "I shall return shortly" he says and he leaves the library.
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Zachian
First Post
Airith scratches Smoke's head as he leans back in his chair, the meal he just finished was tasty and filling. The Mitre Inn has a few less patrons than earlier but this is due to the lateness of the hour. Airith eyes the room one more time as he takes a sip of his pint, but only sees the same thing as a few minutes ago. A drunk man sitting on a chair, his upper body lying over the table, sleeping off the large amount of ale he consumed. Two other men nursing pints of their own. The innkeeper cleaning up from the nights activities. And the help continuing their activities as before.
To himself, "I am so bored. I must be, I must have eyed this place three or four times the last five minutes. This week has dragged by at a snail's pace. The voyage here at least had some scenery, and the crew was actually fun to hang around with once they were done with their duties. But here, in Antioch, other than the shops, I am getting so bored. I don't want to draw to much attention to myself, so I hope this will be worth laying low for a week. Hopefully this meeting tomorrow will lead to some excitement and some coin."
Seeing the innkeeper arouse the drunken patron Airith finishes his pint and then makes his way to his room. Smoke follows just behind. Airith lies on the bed stairing into the black. "Tomorrow, the excitement begins tomorrow."
To himself, "I am so bored. I must be, I must have eyed this place three or four times the last five minutes. This week has dragged by at a snail's pace. The voyage here at least had some scenery, and the crew was actually fun to hang around with once they were done with their duties. But here, in Antioch, other than the shops, I am getting so bored. I don't want to draw to much attention to myself, so I hope this will be worth laying low for a week. Hopefully this meeting tomorrow will lead to some excitement and some coin."
Seeing the innkeeper arouse the drunken patron Airith finishes his pint and then makes his way to his room. Smoke follows just behind. Airith lies on the bed stairing into the black. "Tomorrow, the excitement begins tomorrow."
Gwaihir
Explorer
Relsyn Saffire
Waking earlier than usual, Relsyn packs the few things that belong to him, dons the Clerical Vestments he wears only rarely, then sits on his cot and ponders the upcoming journey, mentally checking off the things he will need.
He gathers his things neatly in the corner, then heads down to morning prayers, expecting to meet Garret there.
Waking earlier than usual, Relsyn packs the few things that belong to him, dons the Clerical Vestments he wears only rarely, then sits on his cot and ponders the upcoming journey, mentally checking off the things he will need.
He gathers his things neatly in the corner, then heads down to morning prayers, expecting to meet Garret there.
Tinuviel
First Post
Slowly walking away from Elvolad with Cildar at her side, Inwe shakes her head, bewildered by the task set before her and the trust given her. She pauses, looks up, watches the wind move the leaves in the canopy overhead.
“This world must survive.” she thinks. “If I am here to work for that preservation, so be it.” She returns to her shelter to gather what she will take on her journey and wish farewell to all those who have become her family. After a last meal, she sets out by the light of moon and stars.
For a time she wanders along the river, taking time to listen for the sharp cracks of pieces of ice breaking from the bank and being tossed among the rocks. “There is beauty in every detail,” she recalls, studying some rabbit tracks along her path. Each night while sitting by her fire, she looks upward to watch the sparks fly up to meet their starry counterparts in the sky. And she thinks. About this journey, about what Elvolad had said to her, about the balance he had spoken of.
“I must find this balance in myself. Then perhaps I can trust my choice.”
After a week of wandering the woods, she sets off toward Antioch to meet up with whose to whom she has been sent.
“This world must survive.” she thinks. “If I am here to work for that preservation, so be it.” She returns to her shelter to gather what she will take on her journey and wish farewell to all those who have become her family. After a last meal, she sets out by the light of moon and stars.
For a time she wanders along the river, taking time to listen for the sharp cracks of pieces of ice breaking from the bank and being tossed among the rocks. “There is beauty in every detail,” she recalls, studying some rabbit tracks along her path. Each night while sitting by her fire, she looks upward to watch the sparks fly up to meet their starry counterparts in the sky. And she thinks. About this journey, about what Elvolad had said to her, about the balance he had spoken of.
“I must find this balance in myself. Then perhaps I can trust my choice.”
After a week of wandering the woods, she sets off toward Antioch to meet up with whose to whom she has been sent.
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Tilmamir
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Getting together (Relsyn) - Coldeven 11
Coming down the road, Garret is in his finest traveling clothes: The heavy indigo blue robe cinched tightly around his waist to keep out the cold Fireseek [February] air. The hood of his cloak is up over his thin hair and comes around his face. He enters the room lowering his hood and smiling from ear to ear, obviously eager to go.
Together, Relsyn and Garret perform their daily prayers in the modest chapel in the church.
As they stand and gather their gear, Garret begins " I have booked a ride on a barge leaving this morning. We should be able to make it to Antioch in a week or so, in modest comfort. Shall we begin?" He walks down the road to the docks and clip-clops over the wood docks.
Garret walks up to a barge with the name "seaweed" elaborately carved into the gunwale on front and back of the craft. The boat is about four paces wide and perhaps ten paces long, tapering sharply to a point in the stem and stern sections. A small cabin with three cramped rooms is neatly fitted with the implements of sleeping and cooking for the crew of seven. By the smell of it, it is now loaded with smoked meat and cheeses.
The Captain, Ezekiel Jacobs, extends a hand to Garret and heartily welcomes him aboard. "We'come bick, rit when ye said yed be. thirs mut be the youngun ye ment'nd. Wec'ome!" and says as he extends his hand to help Relsyn. "Zeke they call me. do da same." He shows Garret and Relsyn to the cabin they will share, and then quickly goes about putting the barge out into the stream with the polemen casting off and deftly pushing the craft where it needs to go.
Relsyn, Garret, and Zeke spend the next few days discussing the deep matters of the church, ancient documents each have been analyzing, and the matters of steering a barge down river. "Goin' upriver is herder, be needin ropes and horses for da tuggen if it be hevy"
At sunrise on the sixth day, Seaweed glides into the docks in Antioch.
Gwaihir said:
Coming down the road, Garret is in his finest traveling clothes: The heavy indigo blue robe cinched tightly around his waist to keep out the cold Fireseek [February] air. The hood of his cloak is up over his thin hair and comes around his face. He enters the room lowering his hood and smiling from ear to ear, obviously eager to go.
Together, Relsyn and Garret perform their daily prayers in the modest chapel in the church.
As they stand and gather their gear, Garret begins " I have booked a ride on a barge leaving this morning. We should be able to make it to Antioch in a week or so, in modest comfort. Shall we begin?" He walks down the road to the docks and clip-clops over the wood docks.
Garret walks up to a barge with the name "seaweed" elaborately carved into the gunwale on front and back of the craft. The boat is about four paces wide and perhaps ten paces long, tapering sharply to a point in the stem and stern sections. A small cabin with three cramped rooms is neatly fitted with the implements of sleeping and cooking for the crew of seven. By the smell of it, it is now loaded with smoked meat and cheeses.
The Captain, Ezekiel Jacobs, extends a hand to Garret and heartily welcomes him aboard. "We'come bick, rit when ye said yed be. thirs mut be the youngun ye ment'nd. Wec'ome!" and says as he extends his hand to help Relsyn. "Zeke they call me. do da same." He shows Garret and Relsyn to the cabin they will share, and then quickly goes about putting the barge out into the stream with the polemen casting off and deftly pushing the craft where it needs to go.
Relsyn, Garret, and Zeke spend the next few days discussing the deep matters of the church, ancient documents each have been analyzing, and the matters of steering a barge down river. "Goin' upriver is herder, be needin ropes and horses for da tuggen if it be hevy"
At sunrise on the sixth day, Seaweed glides into the docks in Antioch.
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