Menu
News
All News
Dungeons & Dragons
Level Up: Advanced 5th Edition
Pathfinder
Starfinder
Warhammer
2d20 System
Year Zero Engine
Industry News
Reviews
Dragon Reflections
Columns
Weekly Digests
Weekly News Digest
Freebies, Sales & Bundles
RPG Print News
RPG Crowdfunding News
Game Content
ENterplanetary DimENsions
Mythological Figures
Opinion
Worlds of Design
Peregrine's Next
RPG Evolution
Other Columns
From the Freelancing Frontline
Monster ENcyclopedia
WotC/TSR Alumni Look Back
4 Hours w/RSD (Ryan Dancey)
The Road to 3E (Jonathan Tweet)
Greenwood's Realms (Ed Greenwood)
Drawmij's TSR (Jim Ward)
Community
Forums & Topics
Forum List
Latest Posts
Forum list
*Dungeons & Dragons
Level Up: Advanced 5th Edition
D&D Older Editions
*TTRPGs General
*Pathfinder & Starfinder
EN Publishing
*Geek Talk & Media
Search forums
Chat/Discord
Resources
Wiki
Pages
Latest activity
Media
New media
New comments
Search media
Downloads
Latest reviews
Search resources
EN Publishing
Store
EN5ider
Adventures in ZEITGEIST
Awfully Cheerful Engine
What's OLD is NEW
Judge Dredd & The Worlds Of 2000AD
War of the Burning Sky
Level Up: Advanced 5E
Events & Releases
Upcoming Events
Private Events
Featured Events
Socials!
Twitch
YouTube
Facebook (EN Publishing)
Facebook (EN World)
Twitter
Instagram
TikTok
Podcast
Features
Top 5 RPGs Compiled Charts 2004-Present
Adventure Game Industry Market Research Summary (RPGs) V1.0
Ryan Dancey: Acquiring TSR
Q&A With Gary Gygax
D&D Rules FAQs
TSR, WotC, & Paizo: A Comparative History
D&D Pronunciation Guide
Million Dollar TTRPG Kickstarters
Tabletop RPG Podcast Hall of Fame
Eric Noah's Unofficial D&D 3rd Edition News
D&D in the Mainstream
D&D & RPG History
About Morrus
Log in
Register
What's new
Search
Search
Search titles only
By:
Forums & Topics
Forum List
Latest Posts
Forum list
*Dungeons & Dragons
Level Up: Advanced 5th Edition
D&D Older Editions
*TTRPGs General
*Pathfinder & Starfinder
EN Publishing
*Geek Talk & Media
Search forums
Chat/Discord
Menu
Log in
Register
Install the app
Install
Community
Playing the Game
Play by Post
Living Worlds
Living 4th Edition
[Adventure] A Call for Lovers (DM: jbear Judge:Lord Sessadore)
JavaScript is disabled. For a better experience, please enable JavaScript in your browser before proceeding.
You are using an out of date browser. It may not display this or other websites correctly.
You should upgrade or use an
alternative browser
.
Reply to thread
Message
<blockquote data-quote="jbear" data-source="post: 5900232" data-attributes="member: 75065"><p>Invitations to meet with Count Varis regarding a job that requires your particular skill set.</p><p></p><p>[sblock= Kartuus] The bald pated librarian looks at the hefty sack of gold the pale faced man offers him with a sniff. Pushing his spectacles back onto his nose which from which he manages to somehow look down at him despite being almost a foot shorter he tisks loudly. <span style="color: Silver">"You have been most ... convincing. But rules are rules ..."</span></p><p>He takes the heavy purse but raises his hand as the young knight begins to push his way past into the library. <span style="color: Silver">"You have bought yourself a word in the Count's ear, nothing more. I suggest you don't glower or you will have bought yourself nothing. If you know anything of the library you will know you can not enter without my blessing ... Now. I will talk to the Count on your behalf. Someone will be in contact with you shortly. Good day."</span></p><p></p><p>The door closes and a week passes before word finally arrives at the young knights lodgings. A simple messenger with the look of a half wit delivers it to him and leaves without a word. The message reads: </p><p></p><p>"Kartuus, Seeker of the Grail. Count Varis requests your presence in Bloodstone Hall, shortly after the sun rises on the morrow. If you see fit to use your talent for diplomacy to remove a particular thorn the Count finds in his side, then upon completion of the mission access to the Library will be granted to you for a period of no longer than 5 days. Men have given family members in order to enjoy such a lengthy stay within the library. I suggest you do not be late.</p><p>Regards</p><p>Meister Timothy Tome" [/sblock]</p><p></p><p>[sblock=Themes] The genasi captain bent down to come face to face in front of the young woman, his nose only an inch from hers. The woman did not flinch. <span style="color: DarkOrchid">"Count Varis sent me. Are you scared of losing Lah'nun?"</span></p><p></p><p>More laughter. The captain however did not join in this time, his cheeks flushed purple with anger.</p><p></p><p><span style="color: DeepSkyBlue">"Rotting pox, lass! Guntar M'herl fears no wee girl with a big mouth! But Guntar does not fall into pits of pride laid out by cunnning Crystal Masons. Do not take me for a fool!"</span></p><p></p><p>The captain spat on the deck. The crew fell silent. Things were getting serious.</p><p></p><p><span style="color: DeepSkyBlue">"A race you want? Fine, child. Then a race against the Luh'nun you will have. But on my terms! Boy!"</span></p><p></p><p>One of the younger genasi are pushed to the front amongst laughter and jeers. Despite wearing a large eyepatch it is clear he neither likes being called boy or being put on the spot by his captain. But he swallows back harsh words as he knows the captain honours him with a chance to prove himself.</p><p></p><p><span style="color: DeepSkyBlue">"If you win, young Themes will serve your Count in this matter. He is worthy. But if you lose ... which you will do, then we take your 5 chests of gold, a month of Open Gate ... and your ship!"</span> His face is all teeth as he grins, aware how unfair the bet is. <span style="color: DeepSkyBlue">"So, little girl, do you still want to race?"</span></p><p></p><p>Hours later as the sun set the Luh'nan were deadly silent as the victor climbed back onto their ship. She threw the captain a purse heavy with gold. <span style="color: DarkOrchid">"Count Varis thanks you. Tomorrow, at sunrise at Bloodstone Hall. Make sure your boy arrives on time."</span> She winks at Themes before departing with the same unexpected skill and grace she had shown guiding her ship to victory. [/sblock]</p><p></p><p>[sblock=Rain]<span style="color: Silver">"Yes, I understood the question, young lady! I do not fear you or your brutish manners, and as this is my library I will look down my bony nose as you put it at whoever I want!"</span></p><p></p><p>The tiefling turned away from the bald man standing glowering at the library door, teeth gritted in frustration. As she strode away he called out to her quietly.</p><p></p><p><span style="color: Silver">"So you are niece of the merchant Tuan."</span> She stopped in her tracks but did not turn back. <span style="color: Silver">"He warned you might come here asking about that. He instructed me to turn you away without a word. He paid quite well."</span> Her shoulders tense in anger and she turns back to the frail librarian eyes on fire. <span style="color: Silver">" Your Uncle is a valued benefactor, but I do not like to be instructed. Your Uncle Tuan also spoke of your talent with a blade... If that is true then there is a meeting taking place tomorrow at the Bloodstone Hall shortly after the sun has risen. Count Varis has a job for someone like you. If you see it through to completion then at the risk of my own neck I will tell you of your Master Phreys. Good day!" </span></p><p></p><p>As the massive door slams shut the tiefling woman is left alone engulfed in the echoes. [/sblock]</p><p></p><p>[sblock=Zuri] As the rogue pulled herself lithely up onto the roof of the water tower she stopped dead in her tracks. There sat a young boy bathed in moonlight biting into an apple. When he finished chewing he broke the tense silence with the voice of a man. </p><p></p><p><span style="color: Teal">"You're not bad at this, kiddo. It took me two whole weeks to find out your name."</span> The boy faced gnome chuckled as if amused by some private joke. <span style="color: Teal">"Your parents must be so proud"</span> He raises his hands defensively. <span style="color: Teal">"A poor joke, I'll admit. Chuckles is famous for his poor jokes, you'll have to forgive him. Err, I mean me. Where was I? Oh yes, your're quite good at this. Only you're taking things from the wrong folk. But that's okay. That can change. You see I work for folks who work for folks who have friends that have a friend in need, if you follow. And a young girl like you with your talent ..."</span> </p><p></p><p>He bites into the apple and finishes chewing before continuing. <span style="color: Teal">"If you help out or friends' friend's friend ... well, Chuckles might be able to find you a more permanent type of job. A job where you are taking from the right folks, if you follow."</span></p><p></p><p>The gnome finishes his apple quietly watching the eladrin take in what he is saying. <span style="color: Teal">"Well your still here, Zuri. So I figure you're interested in interesting us. Two days from now, just after sunrise, meet at the Bloodstone Hall. Ask for our friend's friend, Count Varis. Say you're there for the job."</span> He grins at her surprise. "We'll be watching!" With a swirl of his cape the gnome vanishes. [/sblock]</p><p></p><p>[sblock=Sabynha] <span style="color: Olive">"Come in Granddaughter and let Nani see you in her Crystal."</span> The young half elf stopped and looked at the opening in the colourful tent wondering how she had heard such a quiet voice amidst the buzz of the the busy market that surrounded her. Inside old eyes peered at her through the thick smoke of the incense that hung in the air. <span style="color: Olive">"Have no fear Granddaughter, come and look into the Crystal and set your feet on a new path to wander."</span> Wrinkled hands moved rhythmically over the smooth surface of a crystal ball sat upon a velvet laden table in front of the old gypsy woman. </p><p></p><p>Quite suddenly she stopped the movement with a soft chuckle and pushed aside the ball. <span style="color: Olive">"All right, I can see from your face you are unimpressed Granddaughter. I'll cut to the chase. Our people ... your people ... we owe a favour to a friend. He has a problem he wants a peaceful resolution to. Your Sisters speak highly of your talents with tongue, touch and blade. Valuable qualities for such a task... So, Granddaughter, will you serve the Family as once the Family suckled you on its teat?"</span></p><p></p><p>Before she can even reply. <span style="color: Olive">"Good girl. Two days from now, when the sun rises. Go to Bloodstone Hall and say you are there to help out Count Varis with his little problem. Tell him his Little Bird sent you. Quick, now girl! Go! A customer is coming!"</span> [/sblock]</p><p></p><p>[sblock=Wat] <span style="color: DarkOrchid">"Stay a while longer, young Wat. Your father and his temple can wait."</span> The elven woman smiled at him invitingly from the still warm sheets, her youthful face tangled in golden curls. <span style="color: DarkOrchid">"A storm is brewing far from the walls that attempt to hold you in, Wat. I can't tell you everything, but you can play a part. Have you heard of Count Varis?"</span></p><p></p><p>The invoker stopped at the word storm. The small elven woman knew she had him, and smiled. <span style="color: DarkOrchid">"A representative of Jove could be a valuable asset to the Count. But not a man of the cloth, soft and frail. A man of thunder and lightning on the other hand ..."</span></p><p></p><p>As the two fell back amongst the sheets and day break turned to sun set, she whispered to him of a meeting 3 days hence that would take place shortly after sunrise in Bloodstone Hall. [/sblock]</p><p></p><p>[sblock=Grey] A rare quiet had settled upon the usual buzz of the market place, though there remained a low rumble of amusement as onlookers exchanged comments. Their amusement was punctuated by the fall of hammer upon wood as the offending drunkards now obediently repaired everything their early morning brawl had damaged under the stern gaze of the pointy eared monk who had single handedly pacified them. </p><p></p><p><span style="color: Teal">"That was quite a show"</span> said the young boy sat atop a nearby barrel before biting into his apple. <span style="color: Teal">"I liked the part where you made them line up and apologise! Hahaha! Line up! That was brilliant! Did you see how red their faces blushed! Although that might have been a side effect from their heads getting in the way of your fists again and again."</span> </p><p></p><p>Hopping to the floor, the boyish gnome approached the monk licking the juice from his fingers <span style="color: Teal">"Now, don't think me rude, Grey, but I couldn't help overhearing you when you bought your Gate Tickets..."</span> The gnome's grin widens as the monk at last gives him his full attention. <span style="color: Teal">"I know of a better place for you to ... test your talents. I have a friend you see, cautious fellow ... once you've finished here, I think he'd like to meet you. He's looking for a man for a special mission. Peace keeping ... not unlike what you did a moment ago. Don't worry about your ticket, Chuckles will get you a refund! How are you with small boats?"</span> As the gnome led the monk up to meet Count Varis the market place resumed to normality. [/sblock]</p><p></p><p>[GM] If anyone is unhappy with the slant I've given their invite please just let me know and we can work on something together. [/GM]</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="jbear, post: 5900232, member: 75065"] Invitations to meet with Count Varis regarding a job that requires your particular skill set. [sblock= Kartuus] The bald pated librarian looks at the hefty sack of gold the pale faced man offers him with a sniff. Pushing his spectacles back onto his nose which from which he manages to somehow look down at him despite being almost a foot shorter he tisks loudly. [COLOR="Silver"]"You have been most ... convincing. But rules are rules ..."[/COLOR] He takes the heavy purse but raises his hand as the young knight begins to push his way past into the library. [COLOR="Silver"]"You have bought yourself a word in the Count's ear, nothing more. I suggest you don't glower or you will have bought yourself nothing. If you know anything of the library you will know you can not enter without my blessing ... Now. I will talk to the Count on your behalf. Someone will be in contact with you shortly. Good day."[/COLOR] The door closes and a week passes before word finally arrives at the young knights lodgings. A simple messenger with the look of a half wit delivers it to him and leaves without a word. The message reads: "Kartuus, Seeker of the Grail. Count Varis requests your presence in Bloodstone Hall, shortly after the sun rises on the morrow. If you see fit to use your talent for diplomacy to remove a particular thorn the Count finds in his side, then upon completion of the mission access to the Library will be granted to you for a period of no longer than 5 days. Men have given family members in order to enjoy such a lengthy stay within the library. I suggest you do not be late. Regards Meister Timothy Tome" [/sblock] [sblock=Themes] The genasi captain bent down to come face to face in front of the young woman, his nose only an inch from hers. The woman did not flinch. [COLOR="DarkOrchid"]"Count Varis sent me. Are you scared of losing Lah'nun?"[/COLOR] More laughter. The captain however did not join in this time, his cheeks flushed purple with anger. [COLOR="DeepSkyBlue"]"Rotting pox, lass! Guntar M'herl fears no wee girl with a big mouth! But Guntar does not fall into pits of pride laid out by cunnning Crystal Masons. Do not take me for a fool!"[/COLOR] The captain spat on the deck. The crew fell silent. Things were getting serious. [COLOR="DeepSkyBlue"]"A race you want? Fine, child. Then a race against the Luh'nun you will have. But on my terms! Boy!"[/COLOR] One of the younger genasi are pushed to the front amongst laughter and jeers. Despite wearing a large eyepatch it is clear he neither likes being called boy or being put on the spot by his captain. But he swallows back harsh words as he knows the captain honours him with a chance to prove himself. [COLOR="DeepSkyBlue"]"If you win, young Themes will serve your Count in this matter. He is worthy. But if you lose ... which you will do, then we take your 5 chests of gold, a month of Open Gate ... and your ship!"[/COLOR] His face is all teeth as he grins, aware how unfair the bet is. [COLOR="DeepSkyBlue"]"So, little girl, do you still want to race?"[/COLOR] Hours later as the sun set the Luh'nan were deadly silent as the victor climbed back onto their ship. She threw the captain a purse heavy with gold. [COLOR="DarkOrchid"]"Count Varis thanks you. Tomorrow, at sunrise at Bloodstone Hall. Make sure your boy arrives on time."[/COLOR] She winks at Themes before departing with the same unexpected skill and grace she had shown guiding her ship to victory. [/sblock] [sblock=Rain][COLOR="Silver"]"Yes, I understood the question, young lady! I do not fear you or your brutish manners, and as this is my library I will look down my bony nose as you put it at whoever I want!"[/COLOR] The tiefling turned away from the bald man standing glowering at the library door, teeth gritted in frustration. As she strode away he called out to her quietly. [COLOR="Silver"]"So you are niece of the merchant Tuan."[/COLOR] She stopped in her tracks but did not turn back. [COLOR="Silver"]"He warned you might come here asking about that. He instructed me to turn you away without a word. He paid quite well."[/COLOR] Her shoulders tense in anger and she turns back to the frail librarian eyes on fire. [COLOR="Silver"]" Your Uncle is a valued benefactor, but I do not like to be instructed. Your Uncle Tuan also spoke of your talent with a blade... If that is true then there is a meeting taking place tomorrow at the Bloodstone Hall shortly after the sun has risen. Count Varis has a job for someone like you. If you see it through to completion then at the risk of my own neck I will tell you of your Master Phreys. Good day!" [/COLOR] As the massive door slams shut the tiefling woman is left alone engulfed in the echoes. [/sblock] [sblock=Zuri] As the rogue pulled herself lithely up onto the roof of the water tower she stopped dead in her tracks. There sat a young boy bathed in moonlight biting into an apple. When he finished chewing he broke the tense silence with the voice of a man. [COLOR="Teal"]"You're not bad at this, kiddo. It took me two whole weeks to find out your name."[/COLOR] The boy faced gnome chuckled as if amused by some private joke. [COLOR="Teal"]"Your parents must be so proud"[/COLOR] He raises his hands defensively. [COLOR="Teal"]"A poor joke, I'll admit. Chuckles is famous for his poor jokes, you'll have to forgive him. Err, I mean me. Where was I? Oh yes, your're quite good at this. Only you're taking things from the wrong folk. But that's okay. That can change. You see I work for folks who work for folks who have friends that have a friend in need, if you follow. And a young girl like you with your talent ..."[/COLOR] He bites into the apple and finishes chewing before continuing. [COLOR="Teal"]"If you help out or friends' friend's friend ... well, Chuckles might be able to find you a more permanent type of job. A job where you are taking from the right folks, if you follow."[/COLOR] The gnome finishes his apple quietly watching the eladrin take in what he is saying. [COLOR="Teal"]"Well your still here, Zuri. So I figure you're interested in interesting us. Two days from now, just after sunrise, meet at the Bloodstone Hall. Ask for our friend's friend, Count Varis. Say you're there for the job."[/COLOR] He grins at her surprise. "We'll be watching!" With a swirl of his cape the gnome vanishes. [/sblock] [sblock=Sabynha] [COLOR="Olive"]"Come in Granddaughter and let Nani see you in her Crystal."[/COLOR] The young half elf stopped and looked at the opening in the colourful tent wondering how she had heard such a quiet voice amidst the buzz of the the busy market that surrounded her. Inside old eyes peered at her through the thick smoke of the incense that hung in the air. [COLOR="Olive"]"Have no fear Granddaughter, come and look into the Crystal and set your feet on a new path to wander."[/COLOR] Wrinkled hands moved rhythmically over the smooth surface of a crystal ball sat upon a velvet laden table in front of the old gypsy woman. Quite suddenly she stopped the movement with a soft chuckle and pushed aside the ball. [COLOR="Olive"]"All right, I can see from your face you are unimpressed Granddaughter. I'll cut to the chase. Our people ... your people ... we owe a favour to a friend. He has a problem he wants a peaceful resolution to. Your Sisters speak highly of your talents with tongue, touch and blade. Valuable qualities for such a task... So, Granddaughter, will you serve the Family as once the Family suckled you on its teat?"[/COLOR] Before she can even reply. [COLOR="Olive"]"Good girl. Two days from now, when the sun rises. Go to Bloodstone Hall and say you are there to help out Count Varis with his little problem. Tell him his Little Bird sent you. Quick, now girl! Go! A customer is coming!"[/COLOR] [/sblock] [sblock=Wat] [COLOR="DarkOrchid"]"Stay a while longer, young Wat. Your father and his temple can wait."[/COLOR] The elven woman smiled at him invitingly from the still warm sheets, her youthful face tangled in golden curls. [COLOR="DarkOrchid"]"A storm is brewing far from the walls that attempt to hold you in, Wat. I can't tell you everything, but you can play a part. Have you heard of Count Varis?"[/COLOR] The invoker stopped at the word storm. The small elven woman knew she had him, and smiled. [COLOR="DarkOrchid"]"A representative of Jove could be a valuable asset to the Count. But not a man of the cloth, soft and frail. A man of thunder and lightning on the other hand ..."[/COLOR] As the two fell back amongst the sheets and day break turned to sun set, she whispered to him of a meeting 3 days hence that would take place shortly after sunrise in Bloodstone Hall. [/sblock] [sblock=Grey] A rare quiet had settled upon the usual buzz of the market place, though there remained a low rumble of amusement as onlookers exchanged comments. Their amusement was punctuated by the fall of hammer upon wood as the offending drunkards now obediently repaired everything their early morning brawl had damaged under the stern gaze of the pointy eared monk who had single handedly pacified them. [COLOR="Teal"]"That was quite a show"[/COLOR] said the young boy sat atop a nearby barrel before biting into his apple. [COLOR="Teal"]"I liked the part where you made them line up and apologise! Hahaha! Line up! That was brilliant! Did you see how red their faces blushed! Although that might have been a side effect from their heads getting in the way of your fists again and again."[/COLOR] Hopping to the floor, the boyish gnome approached the monk licking the juice from his fingers [COLOR="Teal"]"Now, don't think me rude, Grey, but I couldn't help overhearing you when you bought your Gate Tickets..."[/COLOR] The gnome's grin widens as the monk at last gives him his full attention. [COLOR="Teal"]"I know of a better place for you to ... test your talents. I have a friend you see, cautious fellow ... once you've finished here, I think he'd like to meet you. He's looking for a man for a special mission. Peace keeping ... not unlike what you did a moment ago. Don't worry about your ticket, Chuckles will get you a refund! How are you with small boats?"[/COLOR] As the gnome led the monk up to meet Count Varis the market place resumed to normality. [/sblock] [GM] If anyone is unhappy with the slant I've given their invite please just let me know and we can work on something together. [/GM] [/QUOTE]
Insert quotes…
Verification
Post reply
Community
Playing the Game
Play by Post
Living Worlds
Living 4th Edition
[Adventure] A Call for Lovers (DM: jbear Judge:Lord Sessadore)
Top