B6: The Veiled Society - IC

[sblock=ooc] I am going to check whats in the pouch here and not order anything to eat. Then once dinner is done and everyone is headed to sleep I will be off to the other inn. It is paid for right?? Not trying to be a cheap scape just poor lol [/sblock]
 

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ooc: Caridoc paid for the room at the other inn.

[sblock=Rezak]When Rezak gingerly peers into the pouch, he sees a glint of golden metal. Inside are 20 gp.[/sblock]
 

Once the meal is over and everyone is ready for bed, Caridoc will go up the the room he is sharing with Celythia. "I suggest we barricade the door. Its not that I am paranoid you understand. Its just that I don't trust Theosius. Also, Rezak's friends don't sound very nice either. Putting actions to words, he will either: look around to find a chair or something to jam under the handle or jam a crossbow bolt under the door.

Once the door has been jammed to his satisfaction, he will untie his morningstar, which he places on the bed, removes his armor, gets into bed and goes to sleep. Good night Celythia. Zzzzz

[sblock="OOC"]I am assuming that weapons are simply tied and don't use a complex, official "peace knot"[/sblock]
 

Kynar would enjoy his meal, smiling as he attempted to relax and enjoy the city, despite the possible problems they will encounter shortly. Once they finished, he too would return to his room, placing his armor and his weapons on a nearby table or against a nightstand, save the dagger which he slept with sheathed under his pillow.
 

Celythia eats her vegetable salad, mostly in silence. It wasn't that great...the vegetables certainly didn't taste the way they did at home. Still, it was light but filling, as she had requested. She retires to the room at the same time as Caridoc, watching in interest as the gnome goes about securing the room. Finally, she too lies down in bed to get some rest.
 


Rezak gives no reaction as he looks into the pouch, just a quick "Quawf." before sticking it in a cloak pocket. He bids his fellows a goodnight and heads to the other inn while they were still eating.

Upon reaching the establishment he retires to his room quickly and quietly.
 

ooc: The knots for Caridoc's morningstar are not too complicated. Will he re-tie it in the morning?

[sblock=Rezak]In the street, heading to the other inn, you can't shake the feeling that you are being watched, but no one harrasses you. I assume you take an indirect route, hoping to throw off any snoopers.[/sblock]
The night passes without incident.

The next morning at the Tea Rex, the four of you who stayed at the inn make your way downstairs to the dining room for breakfast. This turns out to consist of muffins, apples, and apple juice. It is included in the price of the room if you eat early enough, which you are.

The room is nearly empty, as most of the guests went to bed late and are sleeping off last night's excesses. A cat stalks something in the corner of the room. A young woman sweeps last night’s dinner off the floor, and banters with an older man who you gather is her father, the innkeeper. From the back comes the clicking of dishes and the splash of water. A traveller snores loudly in the corner.

Suddenly, the door swings open and an elderly lady frantically looks about.

“Please, some kind sir, come quick to help me!” she pleads, panic overcoming her. She looks about for anyone to answer her. “Oh save me! There are demons in my house!

I know it! I hear them at night, talking to each other in my cellar. They want to catch me. Please!” she says, falling to her knees.

The innkeeper rushes to kneel beside the old woman, and tries to comfort her. "Goodwife Thanato" he says, sounding concerned “what are you doing? Sit down proper.”

He turns, saying, “Could anyone help this poor old woman? Could anyone look in her cellar to find the problem?"
 
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As the night had passed without incident, Kynar slept somewhat soundly, though apparently he had a nightmare or two about being stripped of the sword the rest of his life. While his skill with a blade wasn't the only thing in his life, it was at the moment his greatest pride and joy, and to lose it was to lose his mealticket.

He took his time and placed his armor back on, reattaching his sheathes on his person before heading downstairs to enjoy a good breakfast. As the woman barged into the room, speaking of demons, Kynar immediately rose as if about to pledge himself to the task, before a thought struck him. He very nearly agreed to fight demons with naught but his dagger, without so much as consulting with his friends. He looked to the others, obviously wanting to help, but without saying anything yet.
 

Celythia was enjoying her breakfast of apples and muffins. She had half-expected breakfast to consists of a haunch of roast beast smothered in thick gravy, so she was pleasantly surprised by the offering.

She watches as Kynar rises, and then says nothing, looking about to the rest of them. She looks over to the lady and the innkeeper. "I would be more than happy to take a look in your cellar, Goodwife," says Celythia, still sitting. "And I'm sure my companions here would be happy to as well."
 

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