Legacy of the Silver Dragon: Chapter 1 (Chickens, Demons, and a Missing Girl)

[gambler1650]

A flash of emotion - surprised/puzzled/amused - and then his nod admits as much: Gods *can* be useful, it is true! "Then there is Stellan - Griffindom, lesser known but of definite skill with sword and shield?"

If the foyer is there, and this room is *here*, then that leaves 10 to 20 feet for whatever is on the other side of this - he looks down slightly - fascinatingly locked door...

OOC: Another minute on the door: can he figure out how to disarm it like this? Minute 18. Do you want me to roll something to avoid being spotted by lady Mirelle, Gambler?

Lady Mirelle shakes her head, "I'm afraid I haven't heard of your friend, Stellan. But from the sounds of it, I soon will."

[ooc=Antares can't pick up anything further from detect magic on the door, other than the spell itself is well worked as such things go. There's no hint, at least that Antares can tell, that the door is magically locked - and the detect magic spell doesn't reveal anything about how the door might be locked mechanically.[/ooc]



"I..." He honestly does not know, has had little inclination to even ponder such trite matters (contrarily to sire and dam, who-). But, if one were to think of it as leader, not of town, but -say- of a group of young friends... "believe the feeling is that things will settle on their own, my lady." Which is not quite what he was trying to express. Let's see, "Leaders... arise - emerge from their surroundings with every little trust given, every trust returned, decisions made and shared." He pursues the thought to its logical conclusion: "In deed, could it not be said that one leads before he becomes a leader -- and then there is no need to elect him?"

Which, come to think of it, might not have been the brightest thing to say in present company...

[sblock=OOC]
3. Politics, and gossipping in general, do not interrest him as such. He is a good listener though and his mother and father, being the pro-active fanatics that they are, would definitively be in the group of elves who would take the election somewhat seriously. (Not enough to actually run for mayor, I wouldn't think, but I could be wrong, of course ).[/sblock]

The other two women take a sip of tea, almost in unison, as they listen to the young elf. Lady Mirelle smiles briefly again, but before she can speak, the older woman to the right of her says, "But with Eliaesel, there was never the chance for anyone else to LEAD. So how can we tell, besides listening to those who know the people aiming to win the seat of leader of the council? That..." she pauses, obviously changing the word she planned to use, "dragon... it may be good that she's gone. Gives a chance for this town to do things on their own, stop being... coddled."

Lady Mirelle seems to tense just slightly, as if about to jump in if needed, but the other woman stops, and then says, "I, of course, think that Lord Jasen would be just what this town needs."

Lady Mirelle responds, chuckling, "And of course, I happen to agree with Lady Senisa's appraisal of my husband. I'm not so sure that Eliaesel's disappearance is a good thing in a place so far from the protection of the Empire, but it is an opportunity for someone who can show the willingness to serve as leader, and the flexibility to change with the times.

 

[Binder Fred]

Lady Mirelle shakes her head, "I'm afraid I haven't heard of your friend, Stellan. But from the sounds of it, I soon will."

Which is... encouraging. "We have also been able to secure the services of a - very dedicated treasurer, entirely aware of the value of a crown, and - ah..." How does one describe Muzdin Stonehand to polite society? "A dwarven consultant with, I am told, some knowledge of every practical field worth the knowing?" (Not that he could be convinced to share it with anybody, of course -- but this the young mage wisely keeps for himself.)

<Response ladies?>

[sblock=Detect Magic]

Antares can't pick up anything further from detect magic on the door, other than the spell itself is well worked as such things go.

I'm guessing this is due to his inexperience rather than the nature of the Detect Magic spell itself? I'm therefoe further guessing that the group will need the services of a specialist to analyze the cursed bell in details? Who would be the greatest specialist in that domain (near Ascandar) and what is he or she likely to demand as payment -- all in Antares' humble opinion, of course [/sblock]

"That..." she pauses, obviously changing the word she planned to use, "dragon... it may be good that she's gone. Gives a chance for this town to do things on their own, stop being... coddled."

An interesting way of seeing the world, one he had not considered before. As if the town was a young man, such as himself, suddenly freed from parental supervision and looking out at his surroundings in entirely new ways... A thoughtful frown. But then, if this is so, if taking away its traditional leader frees the town, why then turn around and-

Lady Mirelle seems to tense just slightly, as if about to jump in if needed, but the other woman stops, and then says, "I, of course, think that Lord Jasen would be just what this town needs."

Lady Mirelle responds, chuckling, "And of course, I happen to agree with Lady Senisa's appraisal of my husband. I'm not so sure that Eliaesel's disappearance is a good thing in a place so far from the protection of the Empire, but it is an opportunity for someone who can show the willingness to serve as leader, and the flexibility to change with the times.

Ah... "He has many admirable qualities then?" As there seems to be no way to avoid it, Antares finally reaches down and takes a sip of his cold tisane.

OOC: Antares will concentrate on tasting the tea, treating it much like he would one of Teacher Dysare's herbal potions. Gambler, in my initial suggestion the would-be mayor was lady Mirelle's SON, she being the widow of a preeminent logger. Has that changed then?

 

[Toric_Arthendain]

"Let's get this over with, shall we?" Myst says to Muzdim and then crosses the threshold into the house. The cleric stops just inside and looks all around the room, including up at he ceiling before fully entering. He then turns his attention to the wall dividing the front and rear of the house and slowly and carefully starts making his way in that direction. Then, as if just realizing the halfling is missing, he says over his shoulder to Muzdim, "Where did Bosco go?"

 

[Whizbang Dustyboots]

Bosco peeks through the holes in the back door, seeing if there's anything visible before trying to quietly open it.

 

[gambler1650]

OOC: Hey guys, will get you an update later tonight or tomorrow.. Sorry for the delay!

 

[gambler1650]

Which is... encouraging. "We have also been able to secure the services of a - very dedicated treasurer, entirely aware of the value of a crown, and - ah..." How does one describe Muzdin Stonehand to polite society? "A dwarven consultant with, I am told, some knowledge of every practical field worth the knowing?" (Not that he could be convinced to share it with anybody, of course -- but this the young mage wisely keeps for himself.)

<Response ladies?>

The women look a touch puzzled, and then Lady Mirelle says, "A treasurer is always useful to have - should you happen upon any. And... where are you planning to find the items that will require this treasurer's services?" The other two ladies merely sip their tea and eye the elf with comically identical expressions of pretended interest overlaid upon suspicion.

[sblock=Detect Magic]I'm guessing this is due to his inexperience rather than the nature of the Detect Magic spell itself? I'm therefore further guessing that the group will need the services of a specialist to analyze the cursed bell in details? Who would be the greatest specialist in that domain (near Ascandar) and what is he or she likely to demand as payment -- all in Antares' humble opinion, of course [/sblock]

[sblock=Detect Magic - reply]Well, Detect Magic primarily detects the presence and type of magic. It's up to the magic user to learn how to disarm any specific spell. I also factor into consideration the experience of the magic user who casts the original spell and the one who's using detect magic on it. I'm giving it a bit more 'power' than described in the S&W rules which merely gives it the ability to detect the presence of magic. Antares would certainly know that 'Dispel Magic' would be likely to work on it, but of course, that's a 3rd level spell that he hasn't learned yet.. just seen cast.[/sblock]

An interesting way of seeing the world, one he had not considered before. As if the town was a young man, such as himself, suddenly freed from parental supervision and looking out at his surroundings in entirely new ways... A thoughtful frown. But then, if this is so, if taking away its traditional leader frees the town, why then turn around and-


Ah... "He has many admirable qualities then?" As there seems to be no way to avoid it, Antares finally reaches down and takes a sip of his cold tisane.

OOC: Antares will concentrate on tasting the tea, treating it much like he would one of Teacher Dysare's herbal potions.

"Well, obviously I'm biased since I raised him." Her tone suggests that she takes much of the credit for the qualities she then lists, He listens to people, but is willing to make the final decision. He makes those decisions and sticks to them even when others are too quick to say they're not working. He believes in making as many people happy as he can.

OOC: The Tea - Appearance: Light, creamy green. Nose: Herbal with a dollop of milk - somewhat sour. Taste: Astringent (sour), overlaid by a dose of honey that doesn't quote mask it. Finish: Long, coats the mouth and esophagus making sure that the sour and sweet taste lingers... (Ok, so I recently got into drinking whisky, and this is the way it's traditionally broken down... so it seems to work for tea too. ). Of course, elves don't necessarily find the same tastes pleasant as humans do.

OOC: Gambler, in my initial suggestion the would-be mayor was lady Mirelle's SON, she being the widow of a preeminent logger. Has that changed then?

OOC: Quite right, a mental glitch on my part.. corrected here, and will correct above too.

 

[gambler1650]

I'm going to hold off on responding to the other group (Bosco, Muzdim, Myst) until tomorrow as I believe that Muzdim's player is back - so will let him respond, otherwise I'll NPC him as following behind Myst.

 

[Binder Fred]

The women look a touch puzzled, and then Lady Mirelle says, "A treasurer is always useful to have - should you happen upon any. And... where are you planning to find the items that will require this treasurer's services?" The other two ladies merely sip their tea and eye the elf with comically identical expressions of pretended interest overlaid upon suspicion.

"I - I am not sure that I quite follow, my lady... A treasurer," he adds just to be sure, "is one who manages the finances of a Company..?" A slight tilt of the head, as a thought occurs to him, "Or are you, perhaps, suggesting we will not be able to help anybody?" And that, therefore, there will be no wealth to manage? (Which is just the sort of thing he feared they would say -- and yet he feels a little... lost nonetheless, as if suddenly told the Winter Tide celebrations were all somehow of his own imaginings...)

"Well, obviously I'm biased since I raised him." Her tone suggests that she takes much of the credit for the qualities she then lists, He listens to people, but is willing to make the final decision. He makes those decisions and sticks to them even when others are too quick to say they're not working. He believes in making as many people happy as he can.

The young elf is just letting the current shoot him forward now: "I am guessing he has many a project already afoot, already set to accomplish this worthy end?" A glance at the banks of his metaphorical rapids...

OOC: i.e. Antares glances at the salon's windows, specifically in the hopes of catching sight of Stellan peeking in... Does he?

OOC: Re the Tea, can he identify any of the herbs by taste? Or at least the dominant one? No sweat on the delay thing, Gambler, we're all here to enjoy ourselves after all.

 

[gambler1650]

The Burned Down House - Myst, Bosco, Muzdim:

As Myst and Muzdim walk inside, and look around they see a partially collapsed doorway a little bit to the right of the center of the wall they're facing, that divides the front of the house from the back. The door itself has been removed, or perhaps is part of the burned rubble around it. To the right of that, the wall has collapsed completely, and the ceiling overhead on the right side of the house has also caved in, littering the floor with a pile of ash and rubble a couple of feet high. The left side of the house is still in pretty good shape from what can be seen. The floor is scorched in places.

Bosco: The door to the back is open. When you look inside, you see the main wall (as described in the previous paragraph) from the back of the house (so the burned through section is to your left). This room looks to have been something of a store room, with burned barrels, and the scorched remains of what looks to have been food. To your right there's a wall that divides the back half of the house in two, with a closed door set in it. To the left you see something flutter due to the breeze that comes through the house with the opening of the doors - something dark blue, a scrap of fabric most likely.

 

[Voda Vosa]

"Please" agrees Muzdim. His hand reaches the black onix rock in his pocket, and he uses it's divine power to search for hidden magic operating in the burnt house.