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<blockquote data-quote="Emperor Valerian" data-source="post: 1350830" data-attributes="member: 15043"><p>Heh... that line came from Tess’ player out of character officially, but it fit in so well with something Tess would say that I threw it in anyways <img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite1" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=":)" /> There was no aphrodisiac in the water; it was more Tess was very frustrated...</p><p></p><p>This brings us to part five of last session, titled...</p><p></p><p><strong> Of Preparations and Evil Afoot</strong></p><p></p><p>The party’s orders are confirmed, and with the exception of Shaun’s hat, they will all be ready to be picked up the day of the ball. The party then split up for the rest of the day, as Tess, Siabrey, and Shaun all went about business previously planned, while Lucius returned to the Temple to receive his “field training” of sorts from Xanadu....</p><p></p><p>Siabrey glanced back towards the clothing shop as she walked down the street. Part of her wanted to whistle a happy tune at her recent luck with dresses, and at her beau, but a larger part of her felt glum at a piece of news Tess informed her of as they left the store.</p><p></p><p>It appeared the governor, for some reason was targeting the Church of Hieroneous... the Church that upheld Siabrey’s faith. This had caused her mood to mellow greatly.</p><p></p><p><em>Why? Why would the governor target my faith... that upholds law and justice?</em> She knew that evidence was pointing that the governor was a doppelganger, yet still it wouldn’t make sense for him to do such a thing.</p><p></p><p><em>From what I’ve read,</em> her mind reflected as she walked down the street, <em>doppelgangers aren’t necessarily evil... many are into taking over people for a good time, and don’t want attention drawn to themselves. Attacking and trying to hurt the most popular Church in the Imperial officer corps will DEFINITELY draw attention to oneself...</em></p><p></p><p>She rounded another corner, and saw up ahead of her the massive Temple to Hieroneous the Valorous, the largest temple in the city of Irulas. The massive building complex easily covered tens of thousands of square feet, a large courtyard in its center, dominated by a 20 foot gilt statue of General Heraclius, a devotee of Hieroneous that held the city for several weeks versus impossible odds.</p><p></p><p><em>It’s scary, in a way,</em> Siabrey thought, reflecting on her armor back at the Temple of Pelor, <em>When I go into battle... I am wearing a piece of history...</em></p><p></p><p>Devotees wandered about inside the massive open space, and Siabrey selected one of the smaller chambers off to the side to idle off towards and pray. She strode in, took one of the ceremonial candles, and lit it, setting it at the feet of one of Hieroneous’ saints, Derocles. She knelt quietly and prayed for the first time in several weeks</p><p></p><p><em>Lord Hieroneous, I ask for you strength in my arms in the coming days. We strive against a great evil that continues to follow us. I ask that you place your protections on my fellow travelers... and Lord Hieroneous, I ask for your special protection on my lover and friend Lucius Caladron... for he is besieged within and without, by his family and friends...</em></p><p></p><p>She stayed and prayed for several more minutes, then rose, blew out her candle, and walked back into the courtyard to find a cleric to talk to.</p><p></p><p><em>I want to find out if the clergy here have any idea why the Governor might be doing this...</em></p><p></p><p>She stops a cleric soon after, and brings up the subject of the governor... and to her surprise, he spills out information, he himself clearly confused by the governor’s change of heart.</p><p></p><p>“Governor Akkadius was even six months ago, one of our staunchest supporters! Then, he suddenly stopped attending services. This, while unusual, was not unheard of... but then he started demanding we recall our paladins on assignment. This spread to him then accusing the Church of not paying its taxes, and now, he wants our statue of Heraclius, which he gave us two years ago, to be melted down!” the priest grew more and more distraught as he spoke, and Siabrey was forced to pat him to calm him back down.</p><p></p><p>“I come from a band that wishes to find out why the governor has changed himself like this, friend cleric,” she said reassuringly. <em>Ok, it’s for sure he’s a doppelganger or shape shifter now</em>. “Is there any other information you or one of your brothers could give me to help me out in my quest?” The cleric sadly shook his head.</p><p></p><p>“No, I’m afraid. If we knew more, likely we would have launched specific enough complaints that the Governor would be removed. We haven’t seen the Imperials so hard against us in over a millennia, since a devotee of Hextor sat on the Governor’s throne!”</p><p></p><p><em>Hextor?</em> Siabrey’s mind asked, <em>who is Hextor?</em></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>Tess, in the meantime, decided to gear herself up for properly attiring herself for a gala. While she was giddy about the chance to dress herself up, there was also a practical side to her search for items to increase her beauty: people, especially nobles, tended to loosen they’re lips around those they find attractive. As much as she wanted to party, to dance, and to perform, she also wanted to get as much information as possible. Finally, no one would expect that the drop dead gorgeous blond was wearing armor, and prepared to defend her charges in any way possible.</p><p></p><p><em>Quin would be proud of me,</em> Tess thought with a grin, <em>I did pay attention SOMETIMES to the family business!</em> She whistled as she walked through the streets, looking for a minor magic shop to spend some of her cash in.</p><p></p><p><em>Something pretty... earrings, necklaces? A ring or bracelet?</em> her mind debated. She already had extremely becoming earrings, though her mind thought a necklace of diamonds or sapphires might contrast excellently with her graceful neck.</p><p></p><p>After a little asking around, she found a small, rather cheap shop along an out of the way street that sold “strange items,” more than magic. She was greeted inside by a white haired elf... an oddity in and of itself. After a few requisite greetings, she pressed her cause.</p><p></p><p>“Sir, do you have any small scale magical items that could help someone improve their beauty?” She leaned over the counter, asking politely and hoping for a discount. <em>Cheaper items mean more useful ones I can get</em>.</p><p></p><p>”Well,” he said, rather unfazed by her charisma, “I have two items you might want to look at. This here,” he reached towards a red rose laying on a shelf, “is something really simple a gentleman brought in several weeks ago. I call it ‘the ever smelling rose.’ It spreads a smell of roses through the area around it... and would likely look pretty in your hair (DM’s Note: In game terms, its merely pretty).”</p><p></p><p>“Then, I also have this,” he reached for a set of women’s lipstick near the rose. “It is a far more powerful item, as it magically increases your beauty when applied. Makes your lips seem fuller, and... what’s the human term? Ah... poutier, I believe. Drives men crazy (DM’s Note: Item adds a +1 bonus to charisma checks).”</p><p></p><p>Tess picked up both, and sniffed the sweet perfume of rose while holding the lipstick beside her mouth to check its color. Sure enough, it was a beautiful match.</p><p></p><p>“How much would the rose cost, and how much would the lipstick cost... each?”</p><p></p><p>“Ah...well,” the elf began by sliding the ladder he’d been using to reach the items back into position, “the rose is a rather cheap item, though nice... perhaps 130 gold. The lipstick is powerful enough that it warrants a far higher price... perhaps 1,200 gold.”</p><p></p><p><em>1,200 gold?!</em> Tess’ mind balked. She had the money, but as good as the lipstick looked beside her lips, her lips could use normal coloring if it would save her that much right now.</p><p></p><p>“Ah... well then,” she handed the lipstick back to the shopkeep, “I think I’ll just take the rose then.” The shopkeep nodded, and with a smile took her money and thanked her for her business.</p><p></p><p><em>1,200 gold!</em> her mind still complained as she left the shop, <em>Outrageous!</em></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>Shaun, meanwhile, did not whistle as he walked, and no part of him had any inclination to whistle. Instead, his brain was wrestling with a problem.</p><p></p><p><em>How do I get into the Thieves Guild here?</em></p><p></p><p>In Kulloden there had been a secret knock. Here, the knock was likely different... if they even had a knock.</p><p></p><p><em>I guess I’ll just have to bluster my way in</em> he thought as he approached the moneychangers that had been indicated to be the residence of the guild.</p><p></p><p>He walked into the building, to find a room with rather uncomfortable benches along the walls, were errand boys and minor merchants sat side by side with pouches of coin, patiently waiting to have their coins or nuggets weighed, measured, and converted into the proper bullion. Near the back, a door was being covered by the shadow of a very large, stern, non-moving man.</p><p></p><p><em>I think that’s where my target should be...</em> Shaun thought, and boldly strode up to the man.</p><p></p><p>“Good day sir!” he beamed in his best smile, “may I have the courtesy of knowing your name?”</p><p></p><p>“Grrr...” the man growled, taking Shaun aback for a second. Yet he pressed on.</p><p></p><p>“I say, that does not sound like your proper name. Please, for my own edification, what is your name? What do you do?” The man’s angry eyes blinked hard.</p><p></p><p><em>He’s confused... I’ve got him on his rocker. Now, to finally push him aside...</em></p><p></p><p>Shaun leaned close. “I am on important Guild business from Iskeldrun. You had best let me aside, or the elders shall certainly pour their wrath on you,” he said in the quietest, yet most menacing voice he could muster. Despite the fact the man held a five-inch advantage in height and likely 40-pound advantage in muscle, he stepped aside, allowing Shaun to open the door and descend down some stairs... to yet another door. As the upper door closed, Shaun rapped on the door in the same manner as at Kulloden.</p><p></p><p><em>I hope this works!</em> he wished, as an eye peered out of the peephole, and suddenly the door flew open. A hand grabbed Shaun hard, and almost threw him inside before the door slammed shut.</p><p></p><p>“Who are you?” snapped a rather roguish human, who now was in Shaun’s face, his voice angry and questioning. “Speak quickly, or you shan’t speak again!”</p><p></p><p>“My name is Shaun Dice, I am an initiate from Kulloden,” Shaun said matter of factly, with a little pride thrown in for dramatic effect. <em>Might as well blurt out the truth... leaving aside the fact I am currently working with a high noble, among other things.</em></p><p></p><p>The man growled, and motioned for two larger, more burly fellows to come out. They roughly grabbed Shaun’s arms, as the man walked over towards an ancient looking desk.</p><p></p><p>“You may well be,” the first man said as he opened the desk and began rifling through papers, “but should you not be on the members list, I’m afraid you shan’t live to see the other side of that door.”</p><p></p><p><em>Oh god.... I hope the mail arrived,</em> Shaun found himself thinking. The smaller man rifled for a few minutes, before grabbing a piece of paper, reading it twice, and then turning, motioning for Shaun to be released.</p><p></p><p>“It appears you tell the truth, Mr. Dice,” the man said, setting the paper back into the drawer before closing it. “How may the Thieves Guild of Irulas assist you?”</p><p></p><p>“As you are probably aware, I am looking for a woman, who goes by the name of Ilia, or the name Rosalyn. She has long blond hair, a scar on her face, and an eye patch. She owes me over 8,000 gold, and owes the guild over 2,500 gold.” <em>Not to mention she was responsible for several assassinations of friends of mind, and that she’s in cahoots with a demon....</em></p><p></p><p>“Ah... yes... Rosalyn Ilia,” the man said with a knowing smile. “We’ve been chasing her for a bit. Last report, she was headed west by horseback. She crossed the Inerman only three days ago... God knows why she’s headed out there...”</p><p></p><p><em>What’s out west? There’s the last chains of the mountains, for sure... the foothills beyond, and then... Ak Konylu.</em></p><p></p><p>Ak Konylu had been an ancient kingdom nearly rivaling the Empire in overall power. However, several centuries ago, the kingdom’s succession fell into doubt, and civil war had started. The fighting still continued to this day, with city versus city, town versus town as minor lords struggled for dominion. It was only recently that a large portion of the Kingdom had reorganized itself.</p><p></p><p>The Empire did not like Ak Konylu because of its people... most were half-breeds, which the Empire derisively called “mongrels.” However, as many of these “mongrels,” were partially of races that were stronger, faster, or any other combination of superiority to the average human, the Empire viewed Ak Konylu as a threat. To keep the rival from rising again, the Empire had actively meddled in the civil war, prolonging it, to the chagrin and hatred of the Ak Konyluites.</p><p></p><p>“Ak Konylu?” Shaun asked, seeing the potential for some major trouble arising there.</p><p></p><p>“Perhaps... though Olidimarra knows what she expects to get from the infighting mongrels.”</p><p></p><p><em>An army, perhaps? An army of half humans?</em> Shaun thought, his mind growing more alarmed.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Emperor Valerian, post: 1350830, member: 15043"] Heh... that line came from Tess’ player out of character officially, but it fit in so well with something Tess would say that I threw it in anyways :) There was no aphrodisiac in the water; it was more Tess was very frustrated... This brings us to part five of last session, titled... [b] Of Preparations and Evil Afoot[/b] The party’s orders are confirmed, and with the exception of Shaun’s hat, they will all be ready to be picked up the day of the ball. The party then split up for the rest of the day, as Tess, Siabrey, and Shaun all went about business previously planned, while Lucius returned to the Temple to receive his “field training” of sorts from Xanadu.... Siabrey glanced back towards the clothing shop as she walked down the street. Part of her wanted to whistle a happy tune at her recent luck with dresses, and at her beau, but a larger part of her felt glum at a piece of news Tess informed her of as they left the store. It appeared the governor, for some reason was targeting the Church of Hieroneous... the Church that upheld Siabrey’s faith. This had caused her mood to mellow greatly. [i]Why? Why would the governor target my faith... that upholds law and justice?[/i] She knew that evidence was pointing that the governor was a doppelganger, yet still it wouldn’t make sense for him to do such a thing. [i]From what I’ve read,[/i] her mind reflected as she walked down the street, [i]doppelgangers aren’t necessarily evil... many are into taking over people for a good time, and don’t want attention drawn to themselves. Attacking and trying to hurt the most popular Church in the Imperial officer corps will DEFINITELY draw attention to oneself...[/i] She rounded another corner, and saw up ahead of her the massive Temple to Hieroneous the Valorous, the largest temple in the city of Irulas. The massive building complex easily covered tens of thousands of square feet, a large courtyard in its center, dominated by a 20 foot gilt statue of General Heraclius, a devotee of Hieroneous that held the city for several weeks versus impossible odds. [i]It’s scary, in a way,[/i] Siabrey thought, reflecting on her armor back at the Temple of Pelor, [i]When I go into battle... I am wearing a piece of history...[/i] Devotees wandered about inside the massive open space, and Siabrey selected one of the smaller chambers off to the side to idle off towards and pray. She strode in, took one of the ceremonial candles, and lit it, setting it at the feet of one of Hieroneous’ saints, Derocles. She knelt quietly and prayed for the first time in several weeks [i]Lord Hieroneous, I ask for you strength in my arms in the coming days. We strive against a great evil that continues to follow us. I ask that you place your protections on my fellow travelers... and Lord Hieroneous, I ask for your special protection on my lover and friend Lucius Caladron... for he is besieged within and without, by his family and friends...[/i] She stayed and prayed for several more minutes, then rose, blew out her candle, and walked back into the courtyard to find a cleric to talk to. [i]I want to find out if the clergy here have any idea why the Governor might be doing this...[/i] She stops a cleric soon after, and brings up the subject of the governor... and to her surprise, he spills out information, he himself clearly confused by the governor’s change of heart. “Governor Akkadius was even six months ago, one of our staunchest supporters! Then, he suddenly stopped attending services. This, while unusual, was not unheard of... but then he started demanding we recall our paladins on assignment. This spread to him then accusing the Church of not paying its taxes, and now, he wants our statue of Heraclius, which he gave us two years ago, to be melted down!” the priest grew more and more distraught as he spoke, and Siabrey was forced to pat him to calm him back down. “I come from a band that wishes to find out why the governor has changed himself like this, friend cleric,” she said reassuringly. [i]Ok, it’s for sure he’s a doppelganger or shape shifter now[/i]. “Is there any other information you or one of your brothers could give me to help me out in my quest?” The cleric sadly shook his head. “No, I’m afraid. If we knew more, likely we would have launched specific enough complaints that the Governor would be removed. We haven’t seen the Imperials so hard against us in over a millennia, since a devotee of Hextor sat on the Governor’s throne!” [i]Hextor?[/i] Siabrey’s mind asked, [i]who is Hextor?[/i] Tess, in the meantime, decided to gear herself up for properly attiring herself for a gala. While she was giddy about the chance to dress herself up, there was also a practical side to her search for items to increase her beauty: people, especially nobles, tended to loosen they’re lips around those they find attractive. As much as she wanted to party, to dance, and to perform, she also wanted to get as much information as possible. Finally, no one would expect that the drop dead gorgeous blond was wearing armor, and prepared to defend her charges in any way possible. [i]Quin would be proud of me,[/i] Tess thought with a grin, [i]I did pay attention SOMETIMES to the family business![/i] She whistled as she walked through the streets, looking for a minor magic shop to spend some of her cash in. [i]Something pretty... earrings, necklaces? A ring or bracelet?[/i] her mind debated. She already had extremely becoming earrings, though her mind thought a necklace of diamonds or sapphires might contrast excellently with her graceful neck. After a little asking around, she found a small, rather cheap shop along an out of the way street that sold “strange items,” more than magic. She was greeted inside by a white haired elf... an oddity in and of itself. After a few requisite greetings, she pressed her cause. “Sir, do you have any small scale magical items that could help someone improve their beauty?” She leaned over the counter, asking politely and hoping for a discount. [i]Cheaper items mean more useful ones I can get[/i]. ”Well,” he said, rather unfazed by her charisma, “I have two items you might want to look at. This here,” he reached towards a red rose laying on a shelf, “is something really simple a gentleman brought in several weeks ago. I call it ‘the ever smelling rose.’ It spreads a smell of roses through the area around it... and would likely look pretty in your hair (DM’s Note: In game terms, its merely pretty).” “Then, I also have this,” he reached for a set of women’s lipstick near the rose. “It is a far more powerful item, as it magically increases your beauty when applied. Makes your lips seem fuller, and... what’s the human term? Ah... poutier, I believe. Drives men crazy (DM’s Note: Item adds a +1 bonus to charisma checks).” Tess picked up both, and sniffed the sweet perfume of rose while holding the lipstick beside her mouth to check its color. Sure enough, it was a beautiful match. “How much would the rose cost, and how much would the lipstick cost... each?” “Ah...well,” the elf began by sliding the ladder he’d been using to reach the items back into position, “the rose is a rather cheap item, though nice... perhaps 130 gold. The lipstick is powerful enough that it warrants a far higher price... perhaps 1,200 gold.” [i]1,200 gold?![/i] Tess’ mind balked. She had the money, but as good as the lipstick looked beside her lips, her lips could use normal coloring if it would save her that much right now. “Ah... well then,” she handed the lipstick back to the shopkeep, “I think I’ll just take the rose then.” The shopkeep nodded, and with a smile took her money and thanked her for her business. [i]1,200 gold![/i] her mind still complained as she left the shop, [i]Outrageous![/i] Shaun, meanwhile, did not whistle as he walked, and no part of him had any inclination to whistle. Instead, his brain was wrestling with a problem. [i]How do I get into the Thieves Guild here?[/i] In Kulloden there had been a secret knock. Here, the knock was likely different... if they even had a knock. [i]I guess I’ll just have to bluster my way in[/i] he thought as he approached the moneychangers that had been indicated to be the residence of the guild. He walked into the building, to find a room with rather uncomfortable benches along the walls, were errand boys and minor merchants sat side by side with pouches of coin, patiently waiting to have their coins or nuggets weighed, measured, and converted into the proper bullion. Near the back, a door was being covered by the shadow of a very large, stern, non-moving man. [i]I think that’s where my target should be...[/i] Shaun thought, and boldly strode up to the man. “Good day sir!” he beamed in his best smile, “may I have the courtesy of knowing your name?” “Grrr...” the man growled, taking Shaun aback for a second. Yet he pressed on. “I say, that does not sound like your proper name. Please, for my own edification, what is your name? What do you do?” The man’s angry eyes blinked hard. [i]He’s confused... I’ve got him on his rocker. Now, to finally push him aside...[/i] Shaun leaned close. “I am on important Guild business from Iskeldrun. You had best let me aside, or the elders shall certainly pour their wrath on you,” he said in the quietest, yet most menacing voice he could muster. Despite the fact the man held a five-inch advantage in height and likely 40-pound advantage in muscle, he stepped aside, allowing Shaun to open the door and descend down some stairs... to yet another door. As the upper door closed, Shaun rapped on the door in the same manner as at Kulloden. [i]I hope this works![/i] he wished, as an eye peered out of the peephole, and suddenly the door flew open. A hand grabbed Shaun hard, and almost threw him inside before the door slammed shut. “Who are you?” snapped a rather roguish human, who now was in Shaun’s face, his voice angry and questioning. “Speak quickly, or you shan’t speak again!” “My name is Shaun Dice, I am an initiate from Kulloden,” Shaun said matter of factly, with a little pride thrown in for dramatic effect. [i]Might as well blurt out the truth... leaving aside the fact I am currently working with a high noble, among other things.[/i] The man growled, and motioned for two larger, more burly fellows to come out. They roughly grabbed Shaun’s arms, as the man walked over towards an ancient looking desk. “You may well be,” the first man said as he opened the desk and began rifling through papers, “but should you not be on the members list, I’m afraid you shan’t live to see the other side of that door.” [i]Oh god.... I hope the mail arrived,[/i] Shaun found himself thinking. The smaller man rifled for a few minutes, before grabbing a piece of paper, reading it twice, and then turning, motioning for Shaun to be released. “It appears you tell the truth, Mr. Dice,” the man said, setting the paper back into the drawer before closing it. “How may the Thieves Guild of Irulas assist you?” “As you are probably aware, I am looking for a woman, who goes by the name of Ilia, or the name Rosalyn. She has long blond hair, a scar on her face, and an eye patch. She owes me over 8,000 gold, and owes the guild over 2,500 gold.” [i]Not to mention she was responsible for several assassinations of friends of mind, and that she’s in cahoots with a demon....[/i] “Ah... yes... Rosalyn Ilia,” the man said with a knowing smile. “We’ve been chasing her for a bit. Last report, she was headed west by horseback. She crossed the Inerman only three days ago... God knows why she’s headed out there...” [i]What’s out west? There’s the last chains of the mountains, for sure... the foothills beyond, and then... Ak Konylu.[/i] Ak Konylu had been an ancient kingdom nearly rivaling the Empire in overall power. However, several centuries ago, the kingdom’s succession fell into doubt, and civil war had started. The fighting still continued to this day, with city versus city, town versus town as minor lords struggled for dominion. It was only recently that a large portion of the Kingdom had reorganized itself. The Empire did not like Ak Konylu because of its people... most were half-breeds, which the Empire derisively called “mongrels.” However, as many of these “mongrels,” were partially of races that were stronger, faster, or any other combination of superiority to the average human, the Empire viewed Ak Konylu as a threat. To keep the rival from rising again, the Empire had actively meddled in the civil war, prolonging it, to the chagrin and hatred of the Ak Konyluites. “Ak Konylu?” Shaun asked, seeing the potential for some major trouble arising there. “Perhaps... though Olidimarra knows what she expects to get from the infighting mongrels.” [i]An army, perhaps? An army of half humans?[/i] Shaun thought, his mind growing more alarmed. [/QUOTE]
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