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<blockquote data-quote="Isida Kep'Tukari" data-source="post: 1231448" data-attributes="member: 4441"><p>*Able, Darana smiles vacantly at you, then languidly reaches into the crowded shelves of the Vault. Fishing around in there she pulls out what looks to be a packet of tea. Of course, you both know better.*</p><p></p><p>"Little dream tea, little dream tea, makes things smooth and pretty, yes, yes it does. Blind Sister knows your ways," she sings, holding out her hand. "Gold I say, shiny lovely smooth pretty gold I say. Fifty I say, put the crowns here I say." </p><p></p><p>*After paying her, you go to the Hydra and make your request for hot water for your "tea." From the balcony you have a clear view of the door and all those coming and going. The tea seems to make the world smooth and easy, easy to move through, easy to sea. It gives you a sense of ease and a hint of euphoria. It's not terribly strong, but very pleasant all the same.*</p><p></p><p>*Aekir, while waiting, you notice a thin scarecrow of a man enter the bar and go the balcony to sit. He looks just a bit more... woodsy than the typical Hydra clientele, though seems to be drinking tea rather than ale. Odd.*</p><p></p><p>*About an hour later, both Able and Aekir finally spot Wode. Well, even though they were looking for it they almost missed the colorless thing. Slinking in behind the cover of a large human man, it nearly blends into the background in wrapped clothes of a soft gray. It moves to a table at the back of the ground floor, one partially hidden by half-walls and drapes to ensure privacy. This is Wode's private court. The Hydra has begun to fill up as darkness has fallen, and what might have been an obvious scurry to Wode's table now becomes a more causal drift through the crowds as people begin to seek the halfling out. It seems to be the usual crowd; assassins and thieves, thugs and sell-swords.*</p><p></p><p>*Loviana, Brother Predel doesn't seem to notice the color of your eye change. Or rather he does notice, but only to exclaim over how lovely they are. He follows your gaze to the emerald on the table.*</p><p></p><p>"Indeed. I love coming here to see what wonders the merchants bring Janela," he says, smiling. "I can never afford most of it, but I love to look and buy what I can to support the fine artisans. Look, I bought this today and was seeking someone to wear it, and it seems Sune has guided me to you," he says, lifting out a slender silver chain with a much more modest emerald pendent. It is indeed in very good taste. If you'll allow him, he'll put it over your head. "If you wish, the Hall of the Dancing Phoenix is hosting the renown bard Brightfire this evening. The concert and dancing promise to be wonderful. I will be going tonight, if you were seeking something to do." </p><p></p><p>*Ralam, the Lady Arvnos considers your question for about two breaths (the longest she's ever been silent in your presence), then erupts in a torrent of words.*</p><p></p><p>"Oh indeed, poor, dear Baron Gorinthal's death has set quite a shock among those of my set, as you can well imagine. His wife and daughters were quite distraught, and both of his sons want revenge, if you can believe. There are even rumors that they've tried to find a priest of Hoar to appeal to, thought the priests of Siamorphe don't approve of that, not in the least, don't you know. Terrible doings, with the deaths and all, it makes one wonder what could have caused it. Of course Gorinthal had a bit of a mean streak in him. Snubbed other nobles more times than he should of, what with him wanting his own family fortunes secure. Wouldn't surprise me if his own brother did something, backstabbers all of them..." she carries on in that vein for quite a while, suggesting the Baron's brothers, along with the Weldaka and Norfall noble houses as those particularly "wronged" by the Baron. </p><p></p><p>*Roach, as you go through the alleys, the thought of a feast later this evening, courtesy of Sivi, you notice that Old Mag is missing from her usual spot, as is Bril One-Foot. A bit of searching and questioning those brave enough to face you turns up that some kind of do-gooder is trying to coax some of the beggars into one of the charity houses, carrying off the weakest ones if they can't walk there.*</p><p></p><p>*Angered that one is interfering with your "kingdom," you quickly search for this evening's snack before proceeding further. It's hard to think on an empty stomach. You slink through the alleyways before coming upon Jak, a young and tender one that you've helped before. He's missing one hand and four toes, and is all the more pitiful a beggar child because of it, thanks to you. It's time to help him out again. A quick snatch, using both hands to hold down the struggles, a quick snap of the jaws, and with a gush of blood the tasty morsel fills your belly. Patting the boy on the head and setting him back out on his street corner, the blood staining his face and dribbling from where his nose used to be, you shuffle back into the alleys.*</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Isida Kep'Tukari, post: 1231448, member: 4441"] *Able, Darana smiles vacantly at you, then languidly reaches into the crowded shelves of the Vault. Fishing around in there she pulls out what looks to be a packet of tea. Of course, you both know better.* "Little dream tea, little dream tea, makes things smooth and pretty, yes, yes it does. Blind Sister knows your ways," she sings, holding out her hand. "Gold I say, shiny lovely smooth pretty gold I say. Fifty I say, put the crowns here I say." *After paying her, you go to the Hydra and make your request for hot water for your "tea." From the balcony you have a clear view of the door and all those coming and going. The tea seems to make the world smooth and easy, easy to move through, easy to sea. It gives you a sense of ease and a hint of euphoria. It's not terribly strong, but very pleasant all the same.* *Aekir, while waiting, you notice a thin scarecrow of a man enter the bar and go the balcony to sit. He looks just a bit more... woodsy than the typical Hydra clientele, though seems to be drinking tea rather than ale. Odd.* *About an hour later, both Able and Aekir finally spot Wode. Well, even though they were looking for it they almost missed the colorless thing. Slinking in behind the cover of a large human man, it nearly blends into the background in wrapped clothes of a soft gray. It moves to a table at the back of the ground floor, one partially hidden by half-walls and drapes to ensure privacy. This is Wode's private court. The Hydra has begun to fill up as darkness has fallen, and what might have been an obvious scurry to Wode's table now becomes a more causal drift through the crowds as people begin to seek the halfling out. It seems to be the usual crowd; assassins and thieves, thugs and sell-swords.* *Loviana, Brother Predel doesn't seem to notice the color of your eye change. Or rather he does notice, but only to exclaim over how lovely they are. He follows your gaze to the emerald on the table.* "Indeed. I love coming here to see what wonders the merchants bring Janela," he says, smiling. "I can never afford most of it, but I love to look and buy what I can to support the fine artisans. Look, I bought this today and was seeking someone to wear it, and it seems Sune has guided me to you," he says, lifting out a slender silver chain with a much more modest emerald pendent. It is indeed in very good taste. If you'll allow him, he'll put it over your head. "If you wish, the Hall of the Dancing Phoenix is hosting the renown bard Brightfire this evening. The concert and dancing promise to be wonderful. I will be going tonight, if you were seeking something to do." *Ralam, the Lady Arvnos considers your question for about two breaths (the longest she's ever been silent in your presence), then erupts in a torrent of words.* "Oh indeed, poor, dear Baron Gorinthal's death has set quite a shock among those of my set, as you can well imagine. His wife and daughters were quite distraught, and both of his sons want revenge, if you can believe. There are even rumors that they've tried to find a priest of Hoar to appeal to, thought the priests of Siamorphe don't approve of that, not in the least, don't you know. Terrible doings, with the deaths and all, it makes one wonder what could have caused it. Of course Gorinthal had a bit of a mean streak in him. Snubbed other nobles more times than he should of, what with him wanting his own family fortunes secure. Wouldn't surprise me if his own brother did something, backstabbers all of them..." she carries on in that vein for quite a while, suggesting the Baron's brothers, along with the Weldaka and Norfall noble houses as those particularly "wronged" by the Baron. *Roach, as you go through the alleys, the thought of a feast later this evening, courtesy of Sivi, you notice that Old Mag is missing from her usual spot, as is Bril One-Foot. A bit of searching and questioning those brave enough to face you turns up that some kind of do-gooder is trying to coax some of the beggars into one of the charity houses, carrying off the weakest ones if they can't walk there.* *Angered that one is interfering with your "kingdom," you quickly search for this evening's snack before proceeding further. It's hard to think on an empty stomach. You slink through the alleyways before coming upon Jak, a young and tender one that you've helped before. He's missing one hand and four toes, and is all the more pitiful a beggar child because of it, thanks to you. It's time to help him out again. A quick snatch, using both hands to hold down the struggles, a quick snap of the jaws, and with a gush of blood the tasty morsel fills your belly. Patting the boy on the head and setting him back out on his street corner, the blood staining his face and dribbling from where his nose used to be, you shuffle back into the alleys.* [/QUOTE]
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