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<blockquote data-quote="spyscribe" data-source="post: 742553" data-attributes="member: 5808"><p><strong>Part the Second: </strong></p><p><em>In which, Kettenek’s justice in Dar Aego is completed (well, a little bit of it anyway), and the party is somewhat poorer for it.</em></p><p></p><p>On their way to the LaGrande farm where Collin, the last slave they have been sent to free, is working, Lira is introduced to the rest of the party. Anvil the Just, Cleric of Kettenek; Reyu, an Elven Druid; Thatch, a Fighter even younger (although much taller) than Lira is; and Hue,* a Wizard.</p><p></p><p><em>(* Hue is a gnome, but as far as we know no one, including him, has ever seen or heard of a gnome before, so in game, we don’t refer to him as one. This is a pity because one of our great campaign quotes of all time is: "Pimp the Gnome for Justice.")</em></p><p></p><p>Lira reveals that she is from another city state of the Darine Confederacy, Dar Henna. She asks if the party has any news from that area, but they have nothing to share with her. Time on the road passes uneventfully and by mid-day the party reaches the farm where they were told Collin has been sold.</p><p></p><p>Collin’s owner is willing, once the situation has been explained, to sell Collin back to the party for the 100 gold pieces that he paid for him, but the difficulty comes when Collin says he doesn’t want to leave. </p><p></p><p> Anvil are Reyu are very much confused. "Don’t you desire your freedom?" </p><p></p><p>"Why would you stay in this place?"</p><p> </p><p>Collin tries to answer multiple questions at once, "Of course I’d rather be free, but…" he trails off.</p><p></p><p> Hue pipes up, "You’ve got a lady friend, haven’t you?"</p><p></p><p> Collin stares at Hue in shock, as does the rest of the party. Hue is known for many things, but perceptiveness isn’t one of them.</p><p></p><p> "Yes," Collin stammers, "how did you know?"</p><p></p><p> "I can tell about these things." Hue nods and attempts to look wise. It might have gone off if he wasn’t standing in a cow pie.</p><p></p><p> Apparently, Suaress, the lady in question, is a house slave, and was subject to harassment by one of the field workers. Collin interceded on her behalf and has been protecting her since his arrival, but he fears what will happen to her once he has left.</p><p></p><p> Collin looks to the party imploringly. "Couldn’t you buy her too?"</p><p></p><p> The party was given an allowance by Anvil’s organization within the temple for their mission, but between four slave purchases and the bribes that constitute operational overhead in Dar Aego, paying for Collin will nearly exhaust the fund. The farmer is happy to sell the additional slave, but not at a loss. Somehow, the party has to come up with 100 gold pieces.</p><p></p><p> Reyu tries to exploit the group’s other skills:</p><p></p><p> "Is there anyone in your household or on the farm who requires healing?" she asks hopefully.</p><p></p><p> "No injuries as like," the farmer replies, "couple of the workers have a touch of fever, can you help with that?"</p><p></p><p> Reyu and Anvil exchange helpless looks. Alas, illnesses they can do little about.</p><p></p><p> The party huddles again:</p><p></p><p> Hue pulls a few coins from his pocket. "I could make these gold pieces look like platinum pieces, or I could use copper pieces—"</p><p></p><p> Reyu cuts him off, "I do not think that would be a wise idea. The farmer would surely be angered when he discovered the deception."</p><p></p><p> "Maybe I could convince him to lower the price," Lira suggests hesitantly.</p><p></p><p> Anvil is dubious, "Why would he do that?"</p><p></p><p> "I’ve been known to be… charming."</p><p></p><p> Male eyebrows shoot up around the circle. "Charming?"</p><p></p><p> "Not like that!" Lira catches herself starting to shout and lowers her voice to a whisper, "magically charming."</p><p></p><p> Reyu blinks. "You’re a mage?"</p><p></p><p> "A Sorcerer." Lira waits to see if there’s a follow-up to her admission, but no one presses the point.</p><p></p><p> The party considers her suggestion. "He’s going to be really angry if he notices you casting at him."</p><p></p><p> "And it would have to be a quick deal because the effect wears off in an hour."</p><p></p><p> "How far can we get in an hour?"</p><p></p><p> "Probably not far enough."</p><p></p><p> "He might alert the local guard."</p><p></p><p> No one wants to run afoul of the local guard. They don’t have near enough money to buy their own way out of enslavement. Additionally, Anvil seems to be fast running out of patience with the decidedly illegal bent that the conversation is taking.</p><p></p><p> Finally, they group turns out their own pockets. Between them, they have 58 gold pieces.</p><p></p><p> Anvil grits his teeth. "I am not going back to that city, and I’m not coming back here once we leave."</p><p></p><p> Reyu glances over their collected gear. "How much is a cart worth?"</p><p></p><p> "We don’t really need the mule if we sell the cart," Hue points out.</p><p></p><p> "We could sell Bob," someone jokingly suggests. Everyone turns to look at Thatch’s horse.</p><p></p><p> Thatch glowers at the others. "No. We. Couldn’t."</p><p></p><p> Anvil strokes his beard thoughtfully. "Thatch, go clean up the mule."</p><p></p><p> A few minutes later, the mule is clean, and the party returns to the farmhouse where the farmer is sitting on the porch, smoking his pipe patiently.</p><p></p><p> Reyu steps forward, "All right, the cart, the mule and… 57 gold pieces, but that’s our last offer."</p><p></p><p> The farmer hesitates. "I’d have to see the mule."</p><p></p><p> "Examine him as you like."</p><p></p><p> Anvil points out the animal’s best qualities. "As you can see, he is sound and fit."</p><p></p><p> The farmer grunts. "Well, he’s clean."</p><p></p><p> "He is a holy mule, raised by acolytes of Kettenek."</p><p></p><p> "Huh," the farmer seems only marginally impressed. "57 gold you said?"</p><p></p><p> "Yes," Reyu replies firmly.</p><p></p><p> Another long pause. A sigh. "Sold," says the farmer.</p><p></p><p> Anvil shakes his hand. "May Kettenek’s Justice be upon you." Then, he turns to the party. "Okay, everybody out of the cart!"</p><p></p><p>And so, as the sun sinks slowly in the west, the party, including Lira, and six newly-freed slaves begins the journey back to Dar Pykos… on foot.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="spyscribe, post: 742553, member: 5808"] [b]Part the Second: [/b] [i]In which, Kettenek’s justice in Dar Aego is completed (well, a little bit of it anyway), and the party is somewhat poorer for it.[/i] On their way to the LaGrande farm where Collin, the last slave they have been sent to free, is working, Lira is introduced to the rest of the party. Anvil the Just, Cleric of Kettenek; Reyu, an Elven Druid; Thatch, a Fighter even younger (although much taller) than Lira is; and Hue,* a Wizard. [I](* Hue is a gnome, but as far as we know no one, including him, has ever seen or heard of a gnome before, so in game, we don’t refer to him as one. This is a pity because one of our great campaign quotes of all time is: "Pimp the Gnome for Justice.")[/I] Lira reveals that she is from another city state of the Darine Confederacy, Dar Henna. She asks if the party has any news from that area, but they have nothing to share with her. Time on the road passes uneventfully and by mid-day the party reaches the farm where they were told Collin has been sold. Collin’s owner is willing, once the situation has been explained, to sell Collin back to the party for the 100 gold pieces that he paid for him, but the difficulty comes when Collin says he doesn’t want to leave. Anvil are Reyu are very much confused. "Don’t you desire your freedom?" "Why would you stay in this place?" Collin tries to answer multiple questions at once, "Of course I’d rather be free, but…" he trails off. Hue pipes up, "You’ve got a lady friend, haven’t you?" Collin stares at Hue in shock, as does the rest of the party. Hue is known for many things, but perceptiveness isn’t one of them. "Yes," Collin stammers, "how did you know?" "I can tell about these things." Hue nods and attempts to look wise. It might have gone off if he wasn’t standing in a cow pie. Apparently, Suaress, the lady in question, is a house slave, and was subject to harassment by one of the field workers. Collin interceded on her behalf and has been protecting her since his arrival, but he fears what will happen to her once he has left. Collin looks to the party imploringly. "Couldn’t you buy her too?" The party was given an allowance by Anvil’s organization within the temple for their mission, but between four slave purchases and the bribes that constitute operational overhead in Dar Aego, paying for Collin will nearly exhaust the fund. The farmer is happy to sell the additional slave, but not at a loss. Somehow, the party has to come up with 100 gold pieces. Reyu tries to exploit the group’s other skills: "Is there anyone in your household or on the farm who requires healing?" she asks hopefully. "No injuries as like," the farmer replies, "couple of the workers have a touch of fever, can you help with that?" Reyu and Anvil exchange helpless looks. Alas, illnesses they can do little about. The party huddles again: Hue pulls a few coins from his pocket. "I could make these gold pieces look like platinum pieces, or I could use copper pieces—" Reyu cuts him off, "I do not think that would be a wise idea. The farmer would surely be angered when he discovered the deception." "Maybe I could convince him to lower the price," Lira suggests hesitantly. Anvil is dubious, "Why would he do that?" "I’ve been known to be… charming." Male eyebrows shoot up around the circle. "Charming?" "Not like that!" Lira catches herself starting to shout and lowers her voice to a whisper, "magically charming." Reyu blinks. "You’re a mage?" "A Sorcerer." Lira waits to see if there’s a follow-up to her admission, but no one presses the point. The party considers her suggestion. "He’s going to be really angry if he notices you casting at him." "And it would have to be a quick deal because the effect wears off in an hour." "How far can we get in an hour?" "Probably not far enough." "He might alert the local guard." No one wants to run afoul of the local guard. They don’t have near enough money to buy their own way out of enslavement. Additionally, Anvil seems to be fast running out of patience with the decidedly illegal bent that the conversation is taking. Finally, they group turns out their own pockets. Between them, they have 58 gold pieces. Anvil grits his teeth. "I am not going back to that city, and I’m not coming back here once we leave." Reyu glances over their collected gear. "How much is a cart worth?" "We don’t really need the mule if we sell the cart," Hue points out. "We could sell Bob," someone jokingly suggests. Everyone turns to look at Thatch’s horse. Thatch glowers at the others. "No. We. Couldn’t." Anvil strokes his beard thoughtfully. "Thatch, go clean up the mule." A few minutes later, the mule is clean, and the party returns to the farmhouse where the farmer is sitting on the porch, smoking his pipe patiently. Reyu steps forward, "All right, the cart, the mule and… 57 gold pieces, but that’s our last offer." The farmer hesitates. "I’d have to see the mule." "Examine him as you like." Anvil points out the animal’s best qualities. "As you can see, he is sound and fit." The farmer grunts. "Well, he’s clean." "He is a holy mule, raised by acolytes of Kettenek." "Huh," the farmer seems only marginally impressed. "57 gold you said?" "Yes," Reyu replies firmly. Another long pause. A sigh. "Sold," says the farmer. Anvil shakes his hand. "May Kettenek’s Justice be upon you." Then, he turns to the party. "Okay, everybody out of the cart!" And so, as the sun sinks slowly in the west, the party, including Lira, and six newly-freed slaves begins the journey back to Dar Pykos… on foot. [/QUOTE]
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