Airwalkrr's Shatterscape IC (Cooperative Design-As-You-Go PBP)

"Why of course you may, that is, if you don't mind listening to a little pitch of mine. You see the Dawn House has traditionally been run on donations of charitable citizens and a trust left behind by my mother. Well recently, a city provision expired protecting places like this from most forms of taxation, and my costs have tripled. Councilman Wevelus attempted to extend the city provision, but as usual, Baron von Darque managed to have it struck down. I was hoping you might be willing to help me, either with a donation, or by performing a service for me."
 
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"Let me answer your question first, Kleb, as the answer is simpler. I'll accept any amount you have to offer. I must care for 23 children. In addition to food and clothing, I must also pay for their schooling. It's uncommon enough for children to be adopted. Making sure they have been taught their letters and basic arithmetic improves their chances of surviving in the real world if that never happens."

She stirs her tea for a moment, then looks over at Lestrivius. "If you would be willing to perform a service for me, I think your group might be perfect for the job. You look to be equipped to handle a fight."

At this she leans in closely and speaks more softly. "I also have my hand in a few clandestine operations. Some of my suppliers in the countryside have recently been complaining of orcs pillaging their farms. Recently, I sent Hokken out to learn what he could about this and he tracked the orcs back to an old keep on Baron von Darque's lands. I've done a little bit of investigating here in town and learned that von Darque doesn't use the keep anymore, so it's possible that this is merely a coincidence, but I wouldn't put it past the Baron. I've long suspected that he finds my establishment an inconvenience and has been trying to find a way to wipe me off the map. If you were to travel to this keep and clean out the orcs, as well as bring back any evidence that might incriminate von Darque, I would be most grateful. Of course, I'll let you stay the night either way. But do please consider it."
 


Kylest remains silent through the shared recolections of family and mentors, the words practically meaningless to him. He bitterly considers the fact that his owner was the closest thing he has ever had to family, and bites back his rage at the world.

Marda's request falls on deaf ears at first. Coin was scarce enough, and he had himself to look out for before he could spare concern for strangers. The younglings may be a cheering sight . . . but sometimes the innocent must be sacrificed. However, the mention of her errand attracts more attention. . . particularly one word.

"Orcs? Down here in the human lands? I think I might be willing to lend my aid to your endeavor. Any land cleared of the tusked ones is better for it."

Revenge. Now there was something he could do with his life. And if others benefitted from his work, so much the better.
 


The look on Marda's face at your reaction is one of refreshment. "I'm so delighted to hear that you'd be willing to help. Such caring folk are rare in this city. But then, I gather that most of you aren't from around here. We will talk more of this in the morning. I'm certain you are all tired after your ordeal. Let me show to your beds."

Marda leads you upstairs to a fairly small room with several double bunks and a few trunk chests. Each of the bunks has a folded blanket and pillow atop a plain mattress, probably of straw. "I know it's not much, but I hope you'll be comfortable enough. There's a washbasin in the corner and a chamberpot down the hall if any of you need it."

With that, Marda leaves you for the evening.
 

"Hmmm... I call top bunk," Kleb says almost playfully as he puts his gear away and prepare for sleep. "Tomorrow we should sell off the gear and split the money, buy supplies, then prepare to head out."
 


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