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<blockquote data-quote="Cerebral Paladin" data-source="post: 816041" data-attributes="member: 3448"><p>Session 4 (cont'd)</p><p></p><p>Lhovrik bangs on Garent's door. "Garent? I need to talk to you."</p><p></p><p>Garent lets Lhovrik into his flat. "Good to see you, Lhovrik. What brings you here?"</p><p></p><p>"Did you go slumming with Balthrin cath Helur two nights ago?"</p><p></p><p>"Sure."</p><p></p><p>"Have you seen him since then."</p><p></p><p>"No. Why?"</p><p></p><p>"No one else has either. When was the last time you saw him?"</p><p></p><p>Garent looks concerned. "We went to a tavern in theDocks. We had a couple of drinks, I started talking to a girl, and we left together. Balthrin was still drinking, not having as much luck."</p><p></p><p>"We knew that. Do you know where he might have gone afterwards?"</p><p></p><p>"He might have gone to the brothel at the end of the street. Sometimes we go there when we're not having any luck with women at the tavern."</p><p></p><p>Lhovrik boggles briefly. That wasn't part of the trip to the Docks he went on. "Well, thanks for the information, I'll check it out." Lhovrik returns to his home to meet up with Ginara, Melania, and Dove.</p><p></p><p>Before returning to Ginara's house, the three young women spend a little time canvassing the street and talk to a homeless beggar who sleeps in a nearby alley. The beggar remembers Balthrin, but is unable to give them any additional information.</p><p></p><p>Melania remains in the Docks, trying to find more news of Balthrin. Dove returns to her barracks for the evening.</p><p></p><p>When Ginara returns to her home, Lhovrik somewhat sheepishly explains where Balthrin may have gone.</p><p></p><p>"A brothel?" Ginara says brightly. "We should go talk to them."</p><p></p><p>"No! We're not going to the brothel. I'm going to talk to Mother about whether she can scry on Balthrin. *You* are going to stay here and not think about the brothel. It's past your curfew, anyway."</p><p></p><p>Ginara stomps off to her room.</p><p></p><p>Lhovrik fetches one of the servants. "Keep an eye on my sister. I don't want her to leave the house tonight."</p><p></p><p>The servant looks somewhat sheepish. "M'lord, your sister can be difficult to keep an eye on."</p><p></p><p>"Try anyway. Stand outside her door, and don't let her leave."</p><p></p><p>Lhovrik enters his mother's chambers. "Mother?"</p><p></p><p>"Ah, good evening, Lhovrik. How are you?"</p><p></p><p>"I'm quite well, Mother, but I have a problem that I was hoping you could help with. One of my fellow students, Balthrin cath Helur, has disappeared. We're worried that he's been kidnapped or murdered. I was hoping that you could scry on him."</p><p></p><p>Lady cath Kalissar looks worried. "That's very bad. Also somewhat strange, really. If someone were targeting the cath Helurs, there are much more prominently placed scions they could have gone after. How important do you think performing the scrying tonight is? I could scry him now, but I would have to use a scroll. If we wait until tomorrow, I could scry for him without spending any permanent resources."</p><p></p><p>Lhovrik thinks about it. "I think that it can wait until tomorrow. I doubt that the difference of a few hours will matter much. I can look into it in other ways tonight."</p><p></p><p>"Be careful about this. I want you home by two."</p><p></p><p>"Of course, Mother."</p><p></p><p>Lhovrik goes to the servant waiting outside Ginara's door. "Has my sister left?"</p><p></p><p>"No, m'lord. At least... I think not."</p><p></p><p>"Alright. You can go."</p><p></p><p>Meanwhile, Ginara has slipped out silently to investigate the brothel. She quickly meets up with Melania, and the two head directly to the brothel.</p><p></p><p>As they enter the somewhat ramshackle building, a stately woman, probably once quite beautiful, greets them in a swirl of gaudy clothes and faux jewelry. "Good evening. What can I do for you ladies?" she says with a smile.</p><p></p><p>"We're trying to find out information about a friend of ours," Melania says pleasantly, while both Melania and Ginara look around with interest.</p><p></p><p>The woman's expression suddenly turns frosty. "I'm sorry, but I cannot tell you anything about your husband or friend."</p><p></p><p>"No, no, you don't understand!" Ginara protests. "It's not like that. We're just worried about him. He's missing and we think he may have been here. We're looking for a skinny aristocratic man who may have been here two nights ago."</p><p></p><p>The madame pauses to think. "You understand, we really can't tell people about our patrons."</p><p></p><p>Melania speaks in persuasive tones. "We're really just worried about Balthrin, our friend. We know that he comes here sometimes, and we're not worried about that. We just want to know what happened to him."</p><p></p><p>The madame thinks about it, weighing whether she believes them. "I suppose I can tell you. I know who you're talking about. Nice young boy. But he hasn't been here in a while."</p><p></p><p>"Well, was there anyone unusual here two nights ago? Maybe someone who looked like they had been in a fight?"</p><p></p><p>The madame nods slightly. "There were a few sailors. Their ship must have come in that day. One of them seemed to have an injured side."</p><p></p><p>"Can we talk to the girl who saw him?"</p><p></p><p>"Here, time costs money. If you're willing to pay her fee..."</p><p></p><p>After a few coins are handed over, the madame shows Ginara and Melania to a small cubicle. A young woman, about the same age as Ginara, looks at them a little nervously. She has the neckband of a slave above her simple, revealing clothes.</p><p></p><p>Ginara smiles disarmingly. "We'd like to ask you a few questions. We want to know if you've seen a friend of ours." She describes Balthrin.</p><p></p><p>"Yes, I've seen him. He's pretty nice. Tips well."</p><p></p><p>"Was he here two nights ago?"</p><p></p><p>"No, I haven't seen him for a while."</p><p></p><p>"We heard that you saw a sailor last night?"</p><p></p><p>"Yes. He wasn't very nice."</p><p></p><p>"We heard that he was injured?"</p><p></p><p>She nods quickly. "He seemed to have hurt his side. He must have been hit or something. He hadn't been stabbed or scraped or anything. Not even a bruise."</p><p></p><p>They quickly get a description of the sailor and then head out.</p><p></p><p>Melania returns to her flat while Ginara quietly scales the way back into her bedroom. As she slides the window closed, it slips and bangs shut. Immediately, Lhovrik bangs on her door. "Ginara?"</p><p></p><p>Ginara half-heartedly feigns having been asleep. "Lhovrik? Just a second." She tosses on a dressing gown and unlocks her door.</p><p></p><p>Lhovrik sees Ginara's boots projecting from the bottom of her dressing gown and frowns. "You went to the brothel, didn't you?" The disapproval in his voice is palpable.</p><p></p><p>After a second of trying to seem tired, Ginara perks up. "Yup! It was very educational," she says with glee.</p><p></p><p>"Could you possibly have said anything worse?"</p><p></p><p>"I'm sure I could. Would you like me to try?"</p><p></p><p>Lhovrik sighs. "Did you find out anything?"</p><p></p><p>"We think Balthrin might have been grabbed by some sailors. Did he know a spell that might cause injuries without any clear wounds?"</p><p></p><p>"Of course. Magic Missile."</p><p></p><p>"One of the sailors had an injured side, but no wounds and no bruises. We think he came in on the 12th. We have a description of him."</p><p></p><p>"That's something at least. We can investigate tomorrow. Now go to bed. And this time actually go to bed."</p><p></p><p>"Of course," says Ginara with a smile. "See you tomorrow after our classes."</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Cerebral Paladin, post: 816041, member: 3448"] Session 4 (cont'd) Lhovrik bangs on Garent's door. "Garent? I need to talk to you." Garent lets Lhovrik into his flat. "Good to see you, Lhovrik. What brings you here?" "Did you go slumming with Balthrin cath Helur two nights ago?" "Sure." "Have you seen him since then." "No. Why?" "No one else has either. When was the last time you saw him?" Garent looks concerned. "We went to a tavern in theDocks. We had a couple of drinks, I started talking to a girl, and we left together. Balthrin was still drinking, not having as much luck." "We knew that. Do you know where he might have gone afterwards?" "He might have gone to the brothel at the end of the street. Sometimes we go there when we're not having any luck with women at the tavern." Lhovrik boggles briefly. That wasn't part of the trip to the Docks he went on. "Well, thanks for the information, I'll check it out." Lhovrik returns to his home to meet up with Ginara, Melania, and Dove. Before returning to Ginara's house, the three young women spend a little time canvassing the street and talk to a homeless beggar who sleeps in a nearby alley. The beggar remembers Balthrin, but is unable to give them any additional information. Melania remains in the Docks, trying to find more news of Balthrin. Dove returns to her barracks for the evening. When Ginara returns to her home, Lhovrik somewhat sheepishly explains where Balthrin may have gone. "A brothel?" Ginara says brightly. "We should go talk to them." "No! We're not going to the brothel. I'm going to talk to Mother about whether she can scry on Balthrin. *You* are going to stay here and not think about the brothel. It's past your curfew, anyway." Ginara stomps off to her room. Lhovrik fetches one of the servants. "Keep an eye on my sister. I don't want her to leave the house tonight." The servant looks somewhat sheepish. "M'lord, your sister can be difficult to keep an eye on." "Try anyway. Stand outside her door, and don't let her leave." Lhovrik enters his mother's chambers. "Mother?" "Ah, good evening, Lhovrik. How are you?" "I'm quite well, Mother, but I have a problem that I was hoping you could help with. One of my fellow students, Balthrin cath Helur, has disappeared. We're worried that he's been kidnapped or murdered. I was hoping that you could scry on him." Lady cath Kalissar looks worried. "That's very bad. Also somewhat strange, really. If someone were targeting the cath Helurs, there are much more prominently placed scions they could have gone after. How important do you think performing the scrying tonight is? I could scry him now, but I would have to use a scroll. If we wait until tomorrow, I could scry for him without spending any permanent resources." Lhovrik thinks about it. "I think that it can wait until tomorrow. I doubt that the difference of a few hours will matter much. I can look into it in other ways tonight." "Be careful about this. I want you home by two." "Of course, Mother." Lhovrik goes to the servant waiting outside Ginara's door. "Has my sister left?" "No, m'lord. At least... I think not." "Alright. You can go." Meanwhile, Ginara has slipped out silently to investigate the brothel. She quickly meets up with Melania, and the two head directly to the brothel. As they enter the somewhat ramshackle building, a stately woman, probably once quite beautiful, greets them in a swirl of gaudy clothes and faux jewelry. "Good evening. What can I do for you ladies?" she says with a smile. "We're trying to find out information about a friend of ours," Melania says pleasantly, while both Melania and Ginara look around with interest. The woman's expression suddenly turns frosty. "I'm sorry, but I cannot tell you anything about your husband or friend." "No, no, you don't understand!" Ginara protests. "It's not like that. We're just worried about him. He's missing and we think he may have been here. We're looking for a skinny aristocratic man who may have been here two nights ago." The madame pauses to think. "You understand, we really can't tell people about our patrons." Melania speaks in persuasive tones. "We're really just worried about Balthrin, our friend. We know that he comes here sometimes, and we're not worried about that. We just want to know what happened to him." The madame thinks about it, weighing whether she believes them. "I suppose I can tell you. I know who you're talking about. Nice young boy. But he hasn't been here in a while." "Well, was there anyone unusual here two nights ago? Maybe someone who looked like they had been in a fight?" The madame nods slightly. "There were a few sailors. Their ship must have come in that day. One of them seemed to have an injured side." "Can we talk to the girl who saw him?" "Here, time costs money. If you're willing to pay her fee..." After a few coins are handed over, the madame shows Ginara and Melania to a small cubicle. A young woman, about the same age as Ginara, looks at them a little nervously. She has the neckband of a slave above her simple, revealing clothes. Ginara smiles disarmingly. "We'd like to ask you a few questions. We want to know if you've seen a friend of ours." She describes Balthrin. "Yes, I've seen him. He's pretty nice. Tips well." "Was he here two nights ago?" "No, I haven't seen him for a while." "We heard that you saw a sailor last night?" "Yes. He wasn't very nice." "We heard that he was injured?" She nods quickly. "He seemed to have hurt his side. He must have been hit or something. He hadn't been stabbed or scraped or anything. Not even a bruise." They quickly get a description of the sailor and then head out. Melania returns to her flat while Ginara quietly scales the way back into her bedroom. As she slides the window closed, it slips and bangs shut. Immediately, Lhovrik bangs on her door. "Ginara?" Ginara half-heartedly feigns having been asleep. "Lhovrik? Just a second." She tosses on a dressing gown and unlocks her door. Lhovrik sees Ginara's boots projecting from the bottom of her dressing gown and frowns. "You went to the brothel, didn't you?" The disapproval in his voice is palpable. After a second of trying to seem tired, Ginara perks up. "Yup! It was very educational," she says with glee. "Could you possibly have said anything worse?" "I'm sure I could. Would you like me to try?" Lhovrik sighs. "Did you find out anything?" "We think Balthrin might have been grabbed by some sailors. Did he know a spell that might cause injuries without any clear wounds?" "Of course. Magic Missile." "One of the sailors had an injured side, but no wounds and no bruises. We think he came in on the 12th. We have a description of him." "That's something at least. We can investigate tomorrow. Now go to bed. And this time actually go to bed." "Of course," says Ginara with a smile. "See you tomorrow after our classes." [/QUOTE]
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