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[FR] Heroes of the Vilhon Reach II (updated 3/6!)
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<blockquote data-quote="Broccli_Head" data-source="post: 28059" data-attributes="member: 105"><p><strong><span style="color: crimson">6 Ches, 1373 Year of Rogue Dragons: <em> Westgate</em></span></strong></p><p></p><p>Benito Moltos, Holy Justice of Tyr stepped from the gangplank onto the docks. Next to him walked Aif/Kith, the doppelganger. Behind them came Alberia Dorthansdotter, Varrik of Raven's Bluff, and Babu the Artificer <em>(carrying one of his toys--a <span style="color: orange"> flamethrower!</span>)</em>. The cleric from Alaghon stared at the city the loomed before him. The day was overcast and damp and a bit chilly. A cool wind from the harbor whipped more spray onto the docks. Aris had told him to deposit Aif at the temple and hurry back. He did not want to stay long in Westgate. From all the stories Grim had heard, even the bold halfling did not want to set foot on shore unless he had to. Already sailors were helping dockworkers to unload the crates of cargo that Aris had purchased to trade here in Westgate and Suzail. The genasi directed the operation with the help of a native merchant broker. He glanced down at the party and reminded them once again to make haste. Aris wanted to leave tommorrow. He looked quickly skyward and reached for the hilt of his scimitar as a shadow crept across the deck. <em>By Mileikki, I am jumpy today!</em>. </p><p></p><p>He relaxed the grip on his sword as he saw Squatto, Nosr's hawk familiar circling lazily over the cog. <em> Just need to relax...</em></p><p>=============</p><p>Benito's soliettes squelched in the muddy streets as he led the group from the docks to where Aris's broker had directed them. The city, even at this early hour was crowded. Varrik allowed Babu to ride on his shoulders so the gnome could get a better view. They pressed through the throng towards one of the main thoroughfares, bodies of both adults and children pressing against them. "Hey! Let go of me!" he heard from behind him. He turned and saw Alberia holding a young girl by the arm. Benito smacked his forhead and checked his belt pouch...<em>gone!</em>. </p><p></p><p>"We've been robbed!" he exclaimed. "Girl, where is our money?"</p><p></p><p>She stuck her tongue out at him and Benito began expounding on how the holy justices would make her talk, scaring the girl. </p><p></p><p>"I have lost over a thousand gold pieces!" Varrik angrily added. </p><p></p><p>"Gentlemen, what are you going to do? Beat the information out of her? Slap those manacles on her?" Alberia shook her head, "Men...." Turning to the little thief, she said, "Girl you <em>are</em> going with us to the abbey, but I a sure they will be more kind to you. It seems that Tyr is giving you a second chance at life to better your station." </p><p></p><p>The paladin smiled and held on to the struggling girl. </p><p></p><p>"Hey!" pointed Babu, "There's a parade! I love parades!" </p><p></p><p>The rest of the heroes looked at him strangely, but followed his gaze. They could see and feel the crowd surging forward towards the main street. They heard a chant that the mob kept repeating, </p><p></p><p>"<strong><span style="font-size: 12px">Scourge!Scourge!Scourge!</span></strong>"</p><p></p><p>The rabble was starting to get a little wild. Varrik and Benito flanked Alberia and at Babu's insistence to get a better view, muscled their way through the crowd. There they saw a caged and leather-masked barbarian being carted by along the street. Asking a few questions, they saw that this 'parade' was exhibiting the most popular gladiator, <em> The Scourge in the Colosseum run by the House of the Quivering Thumb</em> . The gladiator shook the bars of the cage and screamed at the crowd. A tatooed man stood next to the driver of the wagon and acted as a cheerleader to get the crowd yelling. Warrior types flanked the cart and others handed out flyers announcing Scourge's next match, this very evening. Benito folded his arms and shook his head, "What barbaric practices this city has!" </p><p></p><p><em>Then The Scourge passed by the heroes and stopped rattling the cage. He paused and stared seemingly at Alberia. She took a step back, put her hand on Benito's shoulder for support and had to re-grip the street urchin. Time seemed to slow. Benito took things in. Scourge was an older, scarred man. The tatooed man on the cart fingered his hand. Then the cart passed by them and Alberia was pushing her way away from the spectacle.</em></p><p></p><p>"We should go! It'll be fun!" Babu exclaimed.</p><p></p><p>"Alberia, what...what happened?" Benito called after her.</p><p></p><p>"Nothing...nothing. I don't want to talk about it. Let's just get to the Abbey of the Blinding Truth." </p><p></p><p>She continued to move through the people with as much haste as possible dragging a protesting little girl behind her....</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Broccli_Head, post: 28059, member: 105"] [b][color=crimson]6 Ches, 1373 Year of Rogue Dragons: [i] Westgate[/i][/color][/b][color=crimson][i][/i][/color] Benito Moltos, Holy Justice of Tyr stepped from the gangplank onto the docks. Next to him walked Aif/Kith, the doppelganger. Behind them came Alberia Dorthansdotter, Varrik of Raven's Bluff, and Babu the Artificer [i](carrying one of his toys--a [color=orange] flamethrower![/color])[/i]. The cleric from Alaghon stared at the city the loomed before him. The day was overcast and damp and a bit chilly. A cool wind from the harbor whipped more spray onto the docks. Aris had told him to deposit Aif at the temple and hurry back. He did not want to stay long in Westgate. From all the stories Grim had heard, even the bold halfling did not want to set foot on shore unless he had to. Already sailors were helping dockworkers to unload the crates of cargo that Aris had purchased to trade here in Westgate and Suzail. The genasi directed the operation with the help of a native merchant broker. He glanced down at the party and reminded them once again to make haste. Aris wanted to leave tommorrow. He looked quickly skyward and reached for the hilt of his scimitar as a shadow crept across the deck. [i]By Mileikki, I am jumpy today![/i]. He relaxed the grip on his sword as he saw Squatto, Nosr's hawk familiar circling lazily over the cog. [i] Just need to relax...[/i] ============= Benito's soliettes squelched in the muddy streets as he led the group from the docks to where Aris's broker had directed them. The city, even at this early hour was crowded. Varrik allowed Babu to ride on his shoulders so the gnome could get a better view. They pressed through the throng towards one of the main thoroughfares, bodies of both adults and children pressing against them. "Hey! Let go of me!" he heard from behind him. He turned and saw Alberia holding a young girl by the arm. Benito smacked his forhead and checked his belt pouch...[i]gone![/i]. "We've been robbed!" he exclaimed. "Girl, where is our money?" She stuck her tongue out at him and Benito began expounding on how the holy justices would make her talk, scaring the girl. "I have lost over a thousand gold pieces!" Varrik angrily added. "Gentlemen, what are you going to do? Beat the information out of her? Slap those manacles on her?" Alberia shook her head, "Men...." Turning to the little thief, she said, "Girl you [i]are[/i] going with us to the abbey, but I a sure they will be more kind to you. It seems that Tyr is giving you a second chance at life to better your station." The paladin smiled and held on to the struggling girl. "Hey!" pointed Babu, "There's a parade! I love parades!" The rest of the heroes looked at him strangely, but followed his gaze. They could see and feel the crowd surging forward towards the main street. They heard a chant that the mob kept repeating, "[b][SIZE=3]Scourge!Scourge!Scourge![/SIZE][/b]" The rabble was starting to get a little wild. Varrik and Benito flanked Alberia and at Babu's insistence to get a better view, muscled their way through the crowd. There they saw a caged and leather-masked barbarian being carted by along the street. Asking a few questions, they saw that this 'parade' was exhibiting the most popular gladiator, [i] The Scourge in the Colosseum run by the House of the Quivering Thumb[/i] . The gladiator shook the bars of the cage and screamed at the crowd. A tatooed man stood next to the driver of the wagon and acted as a cheerleader to get the crowd yelling. Warrior types flanked the cart and others handed out flyers announcing Scourge's next match, this very evening. Benito folded his arms and shook his head, "What barbaric practices this city has!" [i]Then The Scourge passed by the heroes and stopped rattling the cage. He paused and stared seemingly at Alberia. She took a step back, put her hand on Benito's shoulder for support and had to re-grip the street urchin. Time seemed to slow. Benito took things in. Scourge was an older, scarred man. The tatooed man on the cart fingered his hand. Then the cart passed by them and Alberia was pushing her way away from the spectacle.[/i] "We should go! It'll be fun!" Babu exclaimed. "Alberia, what...what happened?" Benito called after her. "Nothing...nothing. I don't want to talk about it. Let's just get to the Abbey of the Blinding Truth." She continued to move through the people with as much haste as possible dragging a protesting little girl behind her.... [/QUOTE]
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