2nd request

[Nexusdragon]

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Nexusdragon, does Bajer get a frothy head while raging?

If it would be amusing to see him foam at the mouth, that might be able to be arranged . . . [/sblock]

 

[munchlord]

Silja and Frank-Arne goes to Isobet, and looks into the package

 

[cog_and_taz]

For all of the party's curiosity, the box turns out to be a simple contraption, and Di detects no magic from the box. The box whirrs and pops open, ejecting a scrollcase, it then flies off again after closing, the only damage appears to be a hole in the window upon its departure.

 

[Nexusdragon]

Bajer slowly takes the scroll and peers at it scrutinizingly. "Well I no make heads or tails of this,"he says with a huge grin on his face and holds the scroll out for someone else to read.

 

[Voidrazor]

"Hmmph, that doesn't look like a gift from the baron. It must be for some dreary job. Could one of you be a dear and write them back to say we're not interested? We just did a job, what was it? two three months ago? A girl could get burnt out." The slight pout of Isobet's exuisitely painted lower lip is at once sexy and brat-like.

Vyncent visibly relaxes once it becomes clear that the package isn't a gift from a former lover. "I hate to bring this up milady, but the finances ...."

"Vyncent shush! I don't want to hear about money".

Vyncent looks to Silja, Frank and Di imploringly.

 

[munchlord]

if it's a job coming up, i think we should at least look it over. We are running out of money, and it could be interesting. in any chase, i don't want to go back to the streets

Silja goes to read the scroll

i agree, and maybe we could then get our would be employer to pay the reperation of that damn window

 

[cog_and_taz]

Silja removes the scroll from the cylinder and begins to read...

The scroll is made of fine vellum, and the letter itself is short and written in hurried, urgent handwriting.

"Greetings. I have heard of your companionship as well as prowess in missions of retrieval, and this is why I have chosen you to assist me in this terrible misfortune((those of you who play killer bunnies, no, not that terrible misfortune)). I have work for all of you, which unfortunately may not be put in ink, for I fear it will be intercepted. There has been a disaster in my community, and I wish for that you will restore parts of the incident to their former state, wherever possible. I will promise that I shall make it worth your while, meet me by the temple of our Lord Pelor before sunrise in two days.

Signed: Allister Brightstar. "

 

[Nexusdragon]

What it say? What it say? What it say? Bajer implores with a rythmic ring to his query.

 

[munchlord]

it says that some guy has a job for us because of some disaster, and that it will pay off. we're to meet him at the temple of Pelor before sunrise in two days.
i vote for that we pick it

i suppose we should, even though the way that guy speaks of Pelor he's one of "the devoted"

the last two words were said in a highly mucking way

 

[Stormwind]

Di suddenly becomes visible, hovering over Silja as she too reads the note.

She then turns towards Bajer, Isobet, and Vyncent and speaks,
"Hmm .. it seems that a certain Allister Brightstar from the Pelorian temple wishes to see us about a retrieval mission. He says that some disaster has befallen the community, ... I guess he means the community at the temple. ... It is obviously a delicate matter requiring discretion since he will not explain further in the letter although he does mention that he will make it worth our while. He wishes to meet us just before dawn in two days time."

Di turns further towards Isobet, "Have you heard anything at all about this Allister Brightstar? I'm just wondering what social circles he moves in and whether you've heard of him at court"

Di then looks at Vyncent, "That box, have you ever seen anything like that before, I took a good look at it and I would swear that it's not magical, or at least that it doesn't radiate magic. Do you think that it could be a construct of some sort?"

As Di starts to become involved in a discussion about magical constructs with Vyncent, she carefully winks at him once, slowly, such that Isobet can't see while she absent mindedly rolls a small silver coin over her knuckles.