pneumatik's WotBS 1 - The Scouring of Gate Pass

[renau1g]

When Reginald arrives at the Poison Apple, he sees that it's boarded up. Posted to the door is the following sign:

Seeing the sign, Reginald will act unconcerned and see if there's a pub across the street he can wait until night for. If there's not, he'll leave the area, returning to try and find Staret Lea and let her know of the happening.

Once his duty is complete, he will go and find an out of the way place to kill time until close to midnight before returning to the Pub.

 

[Rhun]

"Sure, it's a little dangerous," Diogenes said. "But it's nothing compared to the danger we're both facing being wizards in Gate Pass with the Scourge right outside. If we're stuck here, we may as well put the time to good use."

Standing up to take his leave, Hollister nods. "I'll do what I can to help, my friend." He then takes his leave of Diogenes.

Returning to his own room, the wizard bides his time. He changes into clothes more appropriate for the night's meeting, and gathers what gear and such as he might need. Adar chitters at him all the while, finally climbing up onto his shoulder as the mage prepares to make his way to the Poison Apple. Then, Hollister takes his leave of the school, making his way through the darkened streets toward the pub.

 

[Jemal]

About a half hour before midnight, Rashelle heads out into the streets under a cloak, discreetly making her way to the Poison Apple. She doesn't even stop to read the note, knowing all too well what it says. With a quick glance around to make sure she's not being watched, Rashelle turns at the end of the block and makes her way back up the alley, to the rear entrance, prepared now to meet her new allies.

 

[Arkhandus]

Liiros does a bit of exploring in Gate Pass during the few days before the expected meeting at the Poison Apple Pub. He checks out some other taverns, sharing a few drinks with folks then casually asking about what's going on in town, what the town's going to do when the Ragesian soldiers arrive, what they expect the weather to be like in the next few months because he's new here, what local bards are the most entertaining, and what they think about the whole situation with Ragesia under an Inquisitor's control and marching on Gate Pass and other places.

Once it's about time for the meeting, Liiros heads out into the cold, wandering around aimlessly for a few hours, acting like he's even less familiar with town than he really is now, until he 'wanders' past the Poison Apple Pub, after which he sticks close by in the alley.

[sblock=ooc]Gather Information (Charisma) check of 5. How lame. Lemme know how much gold he spends on drinks etc. to get whatever info he can, which is probably nothing......
1d20+2=5
Liiros' second day or tavern visit (to a different tavern) gets a 14 for Gather Info.
1d20+2=14 [/sblock]

 

[magic_gathering2001]

Arriving at the meeting place about 10 minutes before the appropriate time, Illiana finds herself quite annoyed that the meeting spot closed. She'll wait there for no more than half an hour, hoping that maybe Torrent will come anyway. Of course, she won't simply stand in front of the tavern, but wait in a nearby pub, or lacking that place of business. Still, compared to all of the other visitors, her efforts at secrecy are woefully inadequate. Anyone watching could easily tell she wanted that specific pub.

 

[pneumatik]

Liiros

With the New Year approaching, Liiros has no trouble finding people who he can buy a drink for. It takes him a day of practice to get warmed up, but then he does manage to steer conversations towards topics he's interested in. He hears:

"I'm getting sick of the City Council keeping people from leaving the city. I have business to do!"

"So, are they really arresting all the magic users, or not? Because I've seen some of Gabal's students walking around, and it's not like they're being arrested."

"I hope the Resistance is ready for the Scourge. Not that there is a Resistance, course. But if there was, they'd probably be the only ones left to fight the Ragesians. Huh? No, look, I'm just saying, with everyone locked in here, and magic users getting arresting, I don't think the City Council's planning on putting up much of a fight."

"Weather? Well, it'll get colder for a month or two, and then it'll get warmer."

And no one's happy with Ragesia. Some people say that under Coaltongue, at least Ragesia was civil. Under Leska, it looks like all-out war is coming.

 

[pneumatik]

At the Poison Apple: Go!

Cold winter wind howled through Gate Pass on New Year’s Eve. Half-frozen slush covered the street where foot traffic from common; everywhere else was full of ice and blown snow. Normally the streets would be full of revelers who inured themselves to the cold wind through a regimen of constant alcohol consumption. This year, concern over the approaching Scourge descended over the city like a physical pressure, pushing would-be revelers back inside and keeping door and shutters closed tight.

The Poison Apple Pub is unremarkable in appearance. It’s a two-story building attached, like many other buildings in the city, to one of its neighbors via a second-story enclosed bridge. The doors and windows are boarded up. A note is tacked to the front door.

6:00pm
Having found the Poison Apple Pub closed indefinitely, by 6pm Reginald is sitting in the Mountain Top pub. Whenever the Mountain Top's door is open, he can see the Poison Apple. While the door is not propped open like it normally would be on New Years, there are enough people coming and going that his view of the Poison Apple is near-constant.

11:00pm
Reginald sees someone, probably a human female, enter the alley next to the Poison Apple, unlock the pub's alley door, and enter.

11:20pm
Illiana, finding the Poison Apple closed, enters the Mountain Top and takes a seat.

11:30pm
Liiros, Rashelle, and Plavin all head for the alley next to the Poison Apple. When they notice each other they exchange some questioning glances. Hollister also approaches the Poison Apple, but he heads for the front door and reads the sign tacked on it. Reginald and Illiana see all four people walk to the pub.

 

[Arkhandus]

"So," the heavily-armored elf says in a rich voice through the slit in his helm, "I take it you have also been invited to this....special event in the supposedly-closed Poison Apple Pub?"

He looks to the others that have clustered in the alley, then turns back towards the Pub and strides over to the door Staret Lea told him to use. He knocks four times, for the four arms of the Aquilline Cross, just because it seems appropriate. The Order's emblem is clearly visible on the white and red tabard draped over his armor, though partly covered in snow and rime. The elf waits a few seconds, then quietly announces "Squire Liiros of the Order." Another pause of a few seconds or less, then he tries to enter.

 

[Rhun]

Hollister pulls his heavy winter cloak tight around him. He despised the cold. The mage approaches the front of the Posion Apple boldy; subterfuge was not the wizard's style. He reads the paper tacked to the door with a look of disdain on his face. Taken for questioning by the Ragesians? What was the world coming to? And what in the darkest pits of hell was the city council thinking? Hollister growls low in his throat; he despised the Ragesians more than the cold. Overcome by a moment of anger, he flicks his fingers at the paper, sending a puff of flame to consume the notice. The paper flares and burns, dropping ash to the slush covered ground.

Adar chitters noisily from Hollister's shoulder as the wizard takes a quick glance around. Hoping to find another entrance, he moves into the nearby alley.

 

[renau1g]

Reginald will gather his equipment and pay any tab he has outstanding with the pub, and leave the Mountain Top Pub. He eyes the newcomers casually, and walks down the alley, intent on entering the door he saw the woman enter earlier in the evening.