[LPF] Ryall's Estate

[Systole]

Daylily whistles to catch Quioan's attention, then tosses a small golden object to him. As the other elf picks the item out of the air, the barbarian rolls his eyes and says, "Is catch-release tag on birdie, I am think. Pfft ... silly city-mans lettings go of tasty foods. So crazy."

With that said, Daylily continues plucking the bird with a wide grin on his face, contemplating the succulent meal to come. He begins singing softly once again in Elvish. (For a very loose definition of "singing," anyway.)

OOC: Qik, check Daylily's sblock above to see the ring.

[sblock=Elvish "singing"]As I gaed up by yon vale-end,
When day was waxin weary,
Wha did I hail come down the trail
But pretty Aish, my dearie ?

Her air sae sweet, her shape complete,
Wi' nae proportion wanting,
The Fetch of Love did never move
Wi' motion mair enchanting!

Wi' linked hands we took the sands
Adoun yon winding river;
O, that sweet hour and shady bower
[FONT=&quot]Forget it shall I never.[/FONT][/sblock]

 

[Qik]

[sblock=ooc]

FYI, Qik, I believe both sheathing a weapon and drawing one are move actions. There's no real impact this time, but in future to do the swap you'd need to drop the bow (free action) in order to swap and attack in the same round.

To be honest, I wasn't sure about that sequence - only been playing tabletop rpgs for a few months now - so I figured I'd wing it and see if it was an issue or not. Thanks for the correction (and if similar issues pop up, just let me know - like I said, I'm still learning).[/sblock]

His pulse still racing from the encounter, Quioan turned to Ryall and answered his question in a manner that was perhaps a bit more aggressive than it warranted. "Often enough to know how to handle things."

At the big man's questions, Quioan grew more irritable. Drawing towards the man, using the still-brandished rapier to punctuate his points, Quioan increasingly lost his cool. "How about you stop asking inane questions - don't think I've forgotten that, until those birds swooped in, I was rushing over here to knock you on your ass for failing to explain yourself in a civilized manner. We can be reasonable folk, and would prefer to sort out what the hell is going on here as such, but I for one am perfectly happy to resort to other methods should the need arise."

Nearly nose to nose with Roug at this point, rapier in hand, Quioan suddenly seems to regain a certain level of self-awareness, and he puts forth the effort necessary to bring his anger down a notch. Sheathing his rapier, he takes a step back from the man and draws in a breath; when he lets it out, he is visibly calmer. "Now, from what I've gathered, the two of you both seem to be in the same situation - what you perceived to be your rightful property has been stolen out from under you. We've heard friend Dane's side of the story - if you could tell us yours, in as full a form as possible, it might help us get to the bottom of all this." Looking the man in the eye, he adds, "I think it would make sense if we all worked together on this matter."

OOC: Editing in light of Daylily's actions

Snatching the object thrown to him by Daylily, Quioan looks it over. (OOC: Appraise:1d20+2=6)

Unable to ascertain much on his own, he holds it out to the two slightly abashed men in front of him. "Perhaps we can start by seeing if this means anything to either of you."

OOC: Second edit - Thought I might try a Know. (Nature) check on the object as well, though I'm not sure if the skill is entirely applicable.

OOC:

OOC: 1d20+6=13

 

[jbear]

A curious ring for a bird to be wearing, mutters Relic as he searches the other birds for similar rings.

I've never seen hawks attack people like that. A strange occurence indeed. I wonder if the ring controlled the birds.

Relics muttering becomes archaic as he casts Detect Magic on the ring being examined by Quioan. He keeps his focus for as long as he can to ascertain as much knowledge as possible.

After examining the ring (and anything else he finds amongst the feathery remains), he turns towards the two farmers.

So, Mr Rogue, now that you have both calmed down, perhaps you can tell us about who sold you the house, as I asked you before you started throwing punches ... before Master Scorchsong ... or anyone else loses their patience with you.

OOC: Actions: Search remains of birds for any other objects like the ring found by Daylily Cast Detect Magic on ring and any other objects found, maintaining as long as possible to obtain max information possible. If no magic is found a mundane appraisal of the object(s) follows Before turning to ask Roug to explain

 

[Systole]

OOC: I think I made a mistake when I read jk's comment. He said the blue leather strap has a brand on it -- it wasn't that there was a ring attached. My bad. Daylily would have tossed the jess over to Quioan.

 

[maquise]

OOC: Heads up, I work a lot of hours on weekends.

Hlaalen considers the ring for a moment. He then turns his attention to Relic and the peasants.

 

[jbear]

OOC: Okay, so what does the brand look like? Relic will try and identify it before casting detect magic, then appraise it. He'll cast Detect Magic and see if it's just a normal strap or not and then focuses on the birds to see if they were under some kind of magical influence. See above rolls

 

[Qik]

OOC: jk provided a picture in the Daylily statblock in his post - let's assume Relic can see the brand, since Quioan is showing it to the two NPCs, in which case I imagine it'd be okay for you to look at Daylily's statblock.

 

[InVinoVeritas]

As the last bird falls from the sky, and as the peasants calm, the light straming from Kazanto's face fades, and she doubles over, catching her breath. She looks at the crossbow and bayonet, separate them, and return them to her shoulder.

She looks around, slightly confused, surreptitiously spits out some black grit, and returns to the erstwhile homeowners. "The birds, they had something? Was it anything like this?"

The mermaid extends her hand, containing a brilliant blue stone.

 

[jkason]

Ryall quiets down at Quioan's remark, though he's clearly still rattled.

Roug simply stammers in the face of the chastisement he receives, but Daylily tosses the branded jesses into the mix before he can recover.

Unable to ascertain much on his own, he holds it out to the two slightly abashed men in front of him. "Perhaps we can start by seeing if this means anything to either of you."

Ryall looks, but just shakes his head. Roug, seems similarly confused. "Well, that's a G, yeah? I know my alphabet if that's what yer asking. And it ain't my brand; never had the money for ta train birds; a noble's game, that is."

She looks around, slightly confused, surreptitiously spits out some black grit, and returns to the erstwhile homeowners. "The birds, they had something? Was it anything like this?"

The mermaid extends her hand, containing a brilliant blue stone.

Both peasants' eyes widen at the sight of the gem.

"You found that 'round here? See, I knew this bandit had a stash he was using for--"

"Hey, if I had bright shinys like that, I wouldn't be buying huts offa dirty woodsmen, now would I?" Roug returns. The threat of violence from before seems to be gone, but there's clearly continued antagonism.

[sblock=Quioan]They seem to be fairly standard hunting jesses used by falconers to control birds like the hawks. Whether they were controlled at the time they attacked or not, then, it's reasonable to assume someone trained the birds at some point, and attached the jesses.[/sblock]

[sblock=Relic]Seems each of the birds had a matching set of jesses. They seem pretty common. Not worth much of anything so far as Relic can tell. No trace of magic on bird bodies or jesses.

As to the brand, Relic seems to recall a Venzan noble house that used the brand. "Gabbianno" sounds about right.[/sblock]

 

[Qik]

"Hey, if I had bright shinys like that, I wouldn't be buying huts offa dirty woodsmen, now would I?" Roug returns.

At this remark, Quioan interjects the two mens' bickering. "So you purchased this house off of a woodsmen, then? It would be helpful if you told as much as you could about this fellow - how you met him, what he said about the house, anything you can remember may be of use." To his colleagues, he added, "Given the jesses, it would stand to reason that these hawks were trained - this was certainly no sporadic attack. It would make sense that we're dealing with someone who knows the outdoors, then - perhaps it's even the same fellow who left those tracks by the base."

Seeing that Daylily has nearly finished defeathering the hawk, Quioan calls out to him with a grin: "Daylily - I hope there's enough meat to share."