B6: The Veiled Society - IC

[Rhun]

Celythia steps up next to Barek and smiles innocently, hoping that the presence of a shy elven lass will help the half-orc to plead their case.

 

[kinem]

A window shutter is cracked open slightly, then closed again.

Soon the door opens and a woman beckons you into the small shack. She is young and tall, but her face is scarred; few would call her beautiful.

"You can take shelter here if you promise not to cause any trouble" she says.

 

[jkason]

Barek Fhald, half-orc bard

A window shutter is cracked open slightly, then closed again.

Soon the door opens and a woman beckons you into the small shack. She is young and tall, but her face is scarred; few would call her beautiful.

"You can take shelter here if you promise not to cause any trouble" she says.

Barek smiles kindly as he crosses to the door, bowing his head to the woman.

"Trouble is the last thing we want, milady. You have our many thanks."

Assuming none of the others object, he'll quickly enter the small home to seek refuge from the coming meeting of law and chaos.

 

[HolyMan]

Rezak follows the others into the home weary of anyone other than the goodwife being about.

 

[kinem]

There doesn't seem to be anyone else in the small shack.

The party quickly enters, and the woman locks the door. After a tense while, the soldiers seem to have bypassed the place; there are no knocks on the door.

There aren't enough chairs to go around. The woman, Coelina, says "It seems like everyone has gone mad. Life is hard but I don't think violence will help. It seemed wrong to leave you on the street."

From outside, over what seems like a very long time, you hear shouting, screams, the occasional noises of fighting, and the harsh cries of orders. The air is stale and smoky.

Finally, all seems quiet. Coelina peers outside the shutter. "It's over for now" she declares. "You can go."

 

[jkason]

Barek Fhald, half-orc bard

Barek stands in silence with his companions as the tense moments pass, the sounds of soldiers and citizens mingling chaotically to only hint at the dangers outside.

When finally their host declares the coast clear, the half-orc bows deeply to her.

"Milady, my companions and I owe you a debt," he says. "My name is Barek Fhald, and if you ever have need, I will lend what aid I can."

 

[Rhun]

"Indeed, goodlady," says Celythia. "Thank you for your hospitality. It seems rare to find these says."

 

[kinem]

"You're welcome" she says. "As for your offer of aid, while I might have preferred to decline it, it can be a dangerous city. Where then can I contact you?"

 

[HolyMan]

"We's shuild 'urry," Rezak says impatient to get through the streets.

"Leave yuir message at da Salty Pup, goodwive. We's will 'n gets it." Rezak says ducking out the front door and finding a shadowy spot to watch the street from.

 

[jkason]

Barek Fhald, half-orc bard

"You're welcome" she says. "As for your offer of aid, while I might have preferred to decline it, it can be a dangerous city. Where then can I contact you?"

"We's shuild 'urry," Rezak says impatient to get through the streets.

"Sadly, true," Barek says. "The riot may no longer be on our doorstep, but the curfew's bound to still be in effect, and I daresay we've imposed quite enough on our gracious hostess."

"Leave yuir message at da Salty Pup, goodwive. We's will 'n gets it." Rezak says ducking out the front door and finding a shadowy spot to watch the street from.

Barek nods to the woman as he moves to leave.

"As the one in desperate need of a good bath says," he answers with smile. "If we've managed to stay out of any further trouble--and it's my great hope we do so--we'll answer as quick as quick can. And now, a good night to you."