Island Empire - A Warlock Alone Part2

[Scotley]

Ever effiecient, the Dwarves of Clan McKay here arrive within the hour to make arrangements to off-load the armor. Nicolas finds no immediate threats in the area and moves off to local watering holes to get the latest news.

Michael notices that several people he sees moving about the docks are carrying odd staves. They vary from 3 to 5 or even 6 feet in length with one end carved decoratively often with animal heads, winged ladies or geometric curves with dwarves often having tulips or a floral motif, while the opposite ends have patterns of ridges and pegs. Some of the more affluently dressed folk have muscular servants to carry theirs.

Any mail that might have come in should be available at the Port Authority, which is a much more elaborate organization than the small office on Tregere.

 

[J. Alexander]

Bronhelm

Michael will ask the sorceress and he priestess and Willum about the staves.

He will then take Guiesspiee, Willum and Grond and go to the port authority to pic up his mail if any.....

 

[Scotley]

Remona explains that the city is filled with small boats using the canals. To keep them safe from theft, owners have these specially carved 'keys'. They pull the nose of the boat up onto the kay and remove the staff. Without it the bow leaks like a sieve. Only the unique staff blocks all the carefully carved water channels. The authorities assume any boat underway without such a prow ornament is stolen. It won't prevent a determined and crafty thief, but it does stop people from just jumping into the nearest boat when they want to get somewhere. The staves have become something of a status symbol as well.

An hour and half of frustrated waits in line and being shuffled from one department to another leads Michael to an unfortunate conclusion. The Port Authority is a massive bureaucracy here and it soon becomes clear that it will take some special grease to get the wheels turning any time soon. Getting your mail could take days through the normal process.

 

[J. Alexander]

Mail

As the last officious clerk gives us the bursh off Michaell will coment to Willium within his hearing "Willum please send a courier to Mr. Latizzia and tell him there will be a slight delay in getting him his wifes present due to the mail at the port authority having difficulites finding it"

 

[Scotley]

As the last officious clerk gives us the bursh off Michaell will coment to Willium within his hearing "Willum please send a courier to Mr. Latizzia and tell him there will be a slight delay in getting him his wifes present due to the mail at the port authority having difficulites finding it"

OOC: Hmmm, how about a bluff check.

 

[J. Alexander]

Mail

1d20+10 → [6,10] = (16)
bluff

OCC: Not the best...working on the druid as fast as i can....go ahead and start if you need to

 

[Scotley]

The self-important clerk raises an eyebrow at Michael's comment, but it seems he didn't quite find the right hook for this particular fish. The man goes back to shuffling papers.

OOC: I expect to get a first post up sometime tonight, so hopefully the Druid will be joining us soon. I don't expect much posting on Easter anyway. You should have another day before anything really happens.

 

[J. Alexander]

Bronhelm

Actually somewaht relived as to having a few days while the letters are found and processed, Michael will return to the retribution and will assign Willum the task of tracking down the recruits sent from Cambry and other interested parties from his letters. He will assign Grond the task of seeking out and possible recruiting another two of his kind to help control the ogiers ....and of course Col Chandar will be assigned the task of fleshing out his Marines and Captains. Magrum and Impariel the taks of recruiting crew for their own ships as the ship's company will be divinding somewhat when it sails from Bronhelm.....Captain Mangrum to return to Terger witha a crew for his new ship...etc...

 

[Scotley]

The officers set to their tasks and soon the Retribution is strangely quiet with the men going about their tasks and casting glances at the sites of Bronhelm. Nac'Losin comes onto the quarterdeck to find Michael and bum one of his cigars. The amphibian puffs contentedly and the smoke curls from her widely spaced nostrils as she stares out at the city. "The crew is in excellent shape and I've healed all those wounded in our last engagement. How long before we head north?"

 

[J. Alexander]

Bronhelm

"I would say a week to ten days...lets give the crew some leave and a chance to enjoy the city so to speak and pick up gifts for their loved ones etc.....I would think it best it we limit there pocket money but i think 25gp should be enough for them do you not....and shall we just divided the crew in half and give each half three days of liberty...with the provision they stay in their mess groups...so as to avoid trouble?"