Black Sails Over Freeport Part 2 - Intrigue Inn (aka the Haunted Place)

[Karl Green]

After breakfast at the Lady Maeorgan's manor, the Lady and Miss Altanish (the woman you rescued from the Crematorium) bid you good day. Miss Altanish says that she will stop by tomorrow night for dinner as she wanted to thank you all again and wanted to talk a little more about what happened on the island. She seems very curious about what the 'devil-fish' might have wanted and wants to talk about some theories that she has as to what that might have been. Anyone with Sense Motives might notice that she stands close to Villard and wanting to talk with him.

The party head back to their respected residences (whether they are private or staying at an inn) to collect any personal items and equipment that they want. Of course this is suppose to be a weeks vacations at the Last Resort Inn, so weapons and armor are generally not required (but of course those who are living from tavern to tavern, they might carry all their worldly equipment with them).

Residents of the city know that the Last Resort is one of the finest hotels and inn within town. It overlooks a private dock on the Marina within the Merchant District of town, and has one of the most scenic vistas over Freeport Harbor. An imposing building of white stone with polished brass lamps illuminating the outside at night. The building is five stories tall, and none of you have probably ever even been in the dinning room (which is said to serve some of the best lobster and freshest fish in town).

When the party arrives at the Inn (individually or in groups, up to you each), they are dropped off at a large covered veranda that extends into the street, providing shade in good weather and shelter in bad for those waiting entrance. After showing their invitation papers to the doorman (who is a burly large man, who is obviously a guards also) they are lead into the large impressive pillar supported lobby, which takes up most of the of the first floor. Dinning tables are set outside of this central space, along the western section of the building. A huge marble reception is set on the opposite side of floor, near a grand staircase leading to the upper floors.

A number of halfling are working the lobby and one impressively dressed male greets you from behind the reception desk "Bobbin Brandydale, at your service sirs. Ah, I see you have been invited by the Lady Maeorgan of the Captains Council. Excellent! I am sure that you will enjoy your stay at our fine inn. All expenses are to be taken care of by her, including all dinning, and I see that she has also included the cost of a privately tailored suit if you wish it. We have an excellent in-house specialist who I would be glad to send to your room this afternoon. Please if there is anything else that I can help you with, do not hesitate to ask. Your private suite is our 2nd floor. You also have permission to use the use the Observatory on the sixth floor, but for the privacy of our other guest I do ask that you not wander any of the other floors without permission from a guest of that floor. Enjoy your stay at the Last Resort sirs! We are happy to serve all of your needs, and I am sure that after a week, you may wish to stay on with us, and we have excellent rates!"

To this, Bobbin summons a couple of young halfling lads to carry any and all luggage to your private suite. Each of the rooms that you are taken to are of good size, lavishly appointed and decorated only with items of the highest quality and the latest styles.

It is late afternoon by the time you have all arrived here… lunch can been arranged to come to your room or can be gotten from the dinning area on the first floor.

Anything you wish to look into or do? Time will advance after I hear what your characters are doing…

 

[Ferrix]

Kitsch chitters something amusing about getting a suit tailored to himself, finding it a novel idea he will most assuredly schedule an appointment with the tailor to get himself on. Something sharp, a black pinstripe suitcoat and solid black vest, dark red shirt and black pinstripe slacks, perhaps a bowler cap on top of that.

He'll sign to Torren to translate to the halfling to make sure he gets an appointment scheduled and then head off to his room.

 

[JimAde]

Torren Blackquill - Human Wizard and Urban Playboy

Kitsch chitters something amusing about getting a suit tailored to himself, finding it a novel idea he will most assuredly schedule an appointment with the tailor to get himself on. Something sharp, a black pinstripe suitcoat and solid black vest, dark red shirt and black pinstripe slacks, perhaps a bowler cap on top of that.

He'll sign to Torren to translate to the halfling to make sure he gets an appointment scheduled and then head off to his room.

"Of course, my friend," Torren replies. Turning to one of the halflings he says, "My hirsute comrade and I will definitely need to see your tailor at his earliest convenience. Also, I need to know where I can find your bath facilities and I trust the inn has a barber in house? Good. In addition, I should like to arrange now for breakfast, as I am planning to sleep in and expect I shall needs a large breakfast." He smirks. "I hope to work up an appetite tonight." After finding his room, Torren will take a long hot soak, then have a nice close professional shave and maybe a facial.

[OOC: The boy knows how to live ]

 

[Ferrix]

Kitsch will also mention to Torren that a bathing and trimming session may be in order for his furred friend as well.

 

[Karl Green]

The young halfling assigned to carry your bags smiles and says "Of course govner! Every room we do have here has it own privy and bath. I can fetch hot water fer ye right away and will fix you up proper like" to which he is off and returns a few moments later with additional help, each baring a number of buckets of hot water. While he is away, you both discover that each room has running water (but it is cool) and bathroom facilities.

 

[rangerjohn]

Black Jack Elf Rogue/Fighter

Black Jack will also take advantage of the tailor, and arranges a bath before dinner. After the measurements have been taken, Jack does a little shopping, mostly replacing the arrows he used on the island. Unless accosted on the streets, he is back in plenty of time for his bath, final suit adjustments, and dinner.

 

[DarkMaster]

Villard do not feel at ease in such oppulence, it reminds him his younger days and the terrible massacre that destroyed his family. Getting out of the carriage he observe the place for a long time not saying a word. He hesitates should he continue with these crazy fellow, that he slowly starts to appreciate or should he just leave and run away in the woods. He then thinks about the young lady, he is still grieving but that women has that little something that makes him stay.

He then thinks about the suit. He is not too fond about the idea, but if he needs to participate to an evening where he can met the young lady he will need one. Villard ask the halfling where he can put his belongnings.

 

[Kangaxx]

Zoraster Surefoot

OOC: Zoraster would probably arrive first,since he does live from tavern to tavern and was already carrying all of his things.

This place is great! I should've stayed here for a couple nights last month. An observatory? I'll have to see what that's like tonight. "A visit from this specialist sounds like a fine idea. Tell him to knock loudly, I may be napping when he arrives. Could you also send up water for a bath? I'm in desperate need of one." Zoraster will head up to the room, intending to take a long bath and then crash to catch up on the nights missed sleep.

 

[Karl Green]

Black Jack has no problems on the streets (in fact the Merchant District is one of the safest areas in Freeport) and finds all the minor equipment and replacements that he is looking for. When he returns he finds a hot bath waiting for him and can relax for the rest of the morning and early afternoon.

The young halfling (referred to as a 'bellhop' for some reason, as he did not hope or have a bell) takes Villard to a spacious room on the second floor. When Villard ask where to put his stuff the lad says "Well it be yer room their lord, so puts them where ye want. I can fetch water if ya want a bath. Whatever ya need, just ask."

The halfling lad who is assigned to carry Zoraster's bags seems totally fascinated by the little swashbuckler "Have ye ever been on a pirate ship? Or seen a sea dragon? I old da was once a porter on the merchant ship Grey Wind Runner but when the captain of that their ship went broke, he got's a job here at the Last Resort, cause we was third cousins twice removed from the Brandydale, but he always wanted to go back to the sea. He told me all kinds of wonders about it… oh yes sir, I fetch ya some hot water right quick now… just take a second sir"

After everyone has bathed, and you are resting in your room that afternoon when there is a knock on the doors, the tailors have arrived. Mostly halfling but also not a few gnomes, they quickly take the measurements of all the party. Quickly making cuts and adjustments, notes and quick drawings, they say that they will deliver the suits before this evening's meal and quickly excuse themselves.

True to their word, they return around six bells and present each of you with a finely fashioned suit, shoes and jacket or cloak (your choose). Each fits perfectly and they are made of fine silks and the best cloth. You all look quick good…

Dinner starts being served at the first floor area near the verandah at seven bells. As the party starts filtering down, they find the lobby has a number of patrols gathering to dine on the Inn's excellent cuisine. Women in dresses worth a small galleon are seen sipping on wine, men in fancy finery are smoking fine cigars, all well respected and 'proper' people of society. In their new suits, the party fit right in.

Quickly they are seated at a large table near a window that looks out onto the Marina by one Billy Brandydale (looks just like his older brother, Bobbin). Quickly, a processions of waiters and serving maids stop by your table, handing your menus and asking if they would require anything to drink and would like to see a 'wine menu'.

As you are looking over the lists, five large waiters, each baring a huge silver tray, with a domed silver cover, head through the dinning area out of the kitchens and head up the stairs. There is a bit of muttering from some of the patrons about this, such as "Always to go to eat with the rest of us aren't they? Hupm, indeed"

Black Jack notices, just as your party's food is arriving some 20 minutes later, that a tall human male dressed as a mariner has arrived through the front doors to check in to a room. Black Jack seems to recognize this man, and he can't quit place it, but the man's luggage, huge chests and one large crate, is being ported by eight very large men.

Then Black Jack remembers where he had seen the mariner before, Captain Thomas Horngold. The last Black Jack had heard, he was exploring far to the east, looking for treasure and plunder in the lands of the Desert Princes.

Then everyone's attention is drawn to a woman dressed in the most expensive clothing any of ever seen, attended by a small group of servants with all the bearing of a queen attending her court. Her dress is embroidered gold silk, and wearing an extremely fine necklace of perfect pearls.

Many patrons stands as she enters the dinning area; a few even applaud, and are acknowledge with a regal nod of the head and a vague smile. Bobbin and Billy both conduct the lady to her table, and another halfling, dressed in a white suit and apron arrives from the kitchen to speak with the lady.

Zoraster notice about this time, that two large, heavyset men arrive through the lobby. They are dressed in expensive suits, and after looking over the dinning area they head for to one patron's table. Leaning over the man, they have a soft but obvious heated discussion. After a few moments the two more off and look to be ready to leave, while the man whom they were talking with orders a large glass of rum. After the pass your table, Zoraster notices that while their suits are expensive, they don't fit every well, and the men wearing them look like they would be more comfortable in a dark ally somewhere instead of some well light Inn.

The dinner is extremely good, fish, sweat meats, vegetables, and fine cakes for dessert. The drinks are of a wide selections of fine beers, rum, wines and expensive malts. While the party has been dinning, patrons have come and gone, but the dinning area has remained busy throughout the night.

A waiter arrives at your table asking if you would want anything more…

 

[DarkMaster]

Villard enjoy his food but don't drink any of the alchool. He doesn't like to loose control so he usually avoids anything that could slow his mind.

Villard who didn't wear a suit for almost 10 years and rarely look at himself in a mirror was troubled by how much he looked like his father when he tried the suit. He always kept that image of his father as a man always sharply dressed. Seeing himself in that suits only enhanced the ressemblance.

At the table Villard tries to remember the good manner. He keeps an eyes on the others manner and tries to immitate them when he doesn't remember. When the waiter ask if he wants anything more, he stays silent, hoping the waiter will understand that he doesn't want more.