Spheres of Influence:Rhiannon in Jepardy? GAME

Airith

Everyone makes their way through the market, yells and screams of bargaining can still be heard as you walk a few blocks away. On your way down the street you see many races and classes of people purchasing all kinds of things. Airith explains that the farmer's market has far better prices than many other areas in town. Cooks and servants of the upper class are sent here to pick up whatever might be needed since many shops in the nicer areas raise their prices.

"I think I may have misspoke earlier, Underplow must be east of here. I must admit I haven't been there in a while." The group heads east for a few blocks more. On what appears to be a main road through Malta stands a large three story building with a red sign reading 'Underplow Inn' in gold lettering and a picture of a silver plow underneath. "I told you I could find it."

You walk in and see a rather well kept establishment with a large great room for dining, entertaining and drinking. The bar runs almost the entire length of one side and with two doors on either side to what you guess might be the kitchen. Across the bar on the far wall is a stage for entertainers, which is empty. Right now there are a couple of empty tables and chairs but by the number of people in here now, you might have a hard time getting a table in a hour or two. The wait staff is tending tables and it looks like there are two bartenders preparing for the evening rush.

"I don't see Underplow, might be back in the kitchen. Why don't we grab a table and see about some early dinner. I'm sure Underplow will be out here before to long."

Inwe

Typical spells prepared

[sblock]
0: detect magic, resistance, virtue, cure minor wounds
1: produce flame, entangle, cure light
2: Flaming sphere
3: call lightning
[/sblock]

Airith

As everyone is making their way to an empty table a voice is heard from the far end of the bar. "Pipehill, is that you?" You all look up to see a tall stocky Halfling with short but messy hair heading your way. You might guess his age to be between 40 and 50.

"Yea, it's me all right. The years have not been kind. You look older and more worn out than the last time I saw you." Airith and Underplow reach each other halfway from where they both had started and Underplow replies in Halfling, to which they both laugh and shake hands. The two converse in Halfling for a while and then motion you to a door near the stairs.

"Underplow will let us use the private dining room for tonight's dinner. I hope nobody minds but I also got us a few rooms upstairs at a reasonable rate." You enter the private dining area to see an oval table with chairs and some modest decorations. Underplow motions to take a seat pulling a chair out for the lady, "Please have a seat, I'll be back in a bit with drinks and appetizers." Underplow shuts the door on his way out.

" I told Under that we could use a quiet place to discuss some business and a few rooms. There are three rooms upstairs for us, one double with two beds and two singles. Wrinkle I hope you don't mind but I offered your services as partial payment. You won't have to play every night, just when your available and not doing anything else. You can feel free to leave things in your room. Under doesn't take kindly to thievery and all his employees know it."

There is a knock on the door and then a moment later Underplow enters with water, hot tea, bread and cheese. "There you are. Super will be out a little later and your rooms are being prepared as we speak. Just up the stairs to the first two doors on your right and the one door on your left." And Underplow leaves again.

Airith helps himself to some bread and cheese and pours a nice cup of hot tea. "Any ideas of what our first move should be?"

Relsyn

Relsyn helps himself to some of the food brought in by halfling proprietor.

Between bites, He says, "I would like to go inquire of some of St Macedone's order here in Malta, though it is unlikely they know much more about the staff than those we spoke with in Antioch, they may know something about the families in question."

"This is exceptional cheese. Please pass some more."

Underplow Inn - Malta

Wrinkle smiles at the thought of being able to play for a crowd again.
What can I play that does not include singing?
He nods to Airith and says / mouths "no problem"

Airith smiles and says to Relsyn
"The cheese is great! A halfling specialty - cat-milk cheese. It takes a lot of cats to generate this much cheese, but it's awesome!"
A few seconds later, after Relsyn turns green, Airith laughs uproariously"

[The underplow Inn is basically as seen in the below attachment. Updated 8/15/2005]

Airith

Airith throws a hunk of bread to Smoke, who is laying down in the corner. "Yes Relsyn, I remeber you wanted to visit the Order. I was more referring to if anyone had any ideas of how we wanted to approach this. Are we going to gather information about the staff first or are we going to look at the families? I can ask around in some of the seedier areas of town but I fear that might draw some unwanted attention our way."

Airith takes a sip of tea. "Inwe or Wrinkle is there anything either of you want to do? It might be best if Relsyn visits the Order by himself. You can say you are researching the staff for your doctorate or something. I want to get rid of these letters and I don't think it will take more than one person."

Inwe

Inwe hands the remains of food on her plate to Cildar, sitting next to her chair. She takes a swallow of ale from her mug, thinking. 'Is there a library in town or anyplace that might of records of this staff and its journey? I would like to try researching that way. And perhaps find out more of these aristocratic families we'll be dealing with.'

Wrinkle says (musically) "I think I want to find the Bard's guild. Perhaps they have some inside information about the families we want to investigate. And, of course, if I am to play here I need their consent or bad things might happen."

Airith

Airith sips some more of his tea. He eyes Inwe's ale but doesn't want the smell on his breath when he delivers the letters. Smoke has finished his bread and is still resting in the corner. His ear twitches now and again but he doesn't raise his head to investigate.

"Well Wrinkle, the Bard's guild is in the Inner Plaza, which isn't to far out of the way for me. And Relsyn the Order is in the Royal District, which is on the way." Airith lowers his voice a touch, "I think at this point lets see what we can find out without asking to many people about the staff or families. That way we won't have to worry about the families, or others, sticking their noses in our business."

Inwe: "You're right Airith, let's keep quiet here. we do not want to draw attention to ourselves... Do we. No"
She tosses Cildar another piece of bread.

Relsyn: "Agreed"

Wrinkle nods.



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