City of the Spider Queen

[perrinmiller]

Morrolan remarks to Fafnir, little friend please start passing messages between myself and the others. The Pseudodragon complies with his master's wishes as the tiny dragon likes pretty baubles and his lordship has yet to mention payment.

Morrolan replies through the telepathic channel, "Both Fafnir and I detect no hints of falseness or deceit from his lordship. Yet, I heard no mention of payment at all. Room, board, and mounts, should we need them, are expenses and the cost of completing the task. And any loot we do find is ours without even negotiating. The real question is, are we doing the work for free or for a reward? I don't think we have any intention of declining the man's request, but some diplomatic negotiations would certainly be in order. I do believe, Talhia, that would best be done by you. I am not some much interested in gold but the masterwork quality weapons we could obtain from his lordship's weaponsmiths. But of course Fafnir would like a gem or two, but that's dragons for you, even tiny ones." Morrolan gives the familiar a friendly pat showing that he is really just teasing the creature.

<<OOC: Fafnir can speak telepathically to everyone, so no need to be rude or resort to trickery. >>
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Morrolan Character Sheet & Fafnir the Pseudodragon

 

[Malachei]

Aden stands in the corner, puts his weight on one leg, and slowly leans against the wall. Carefully, he opens a small leather pouch, and produces a small pipe, which he starts to stuff. When finished, he pulls out a tiny twig, and walks over to the nearest candle, where he lights it. On his way back to his position in the corner, you can see he's limping slightly.

 

[jkason]

Talhia Shen, human beguiler

Morrolan replies through the telepathic channel, "Both Fafnir and I detect no hints of falseness or deceit from his lordship. Yet, I heard no mention of payment at all. Room, board, and mounts, should we need them, are expenses and the cost of completing the task. And any loot we do find is ours without even negotiating. The real question is, are we doing the work for free or for a reward? I don't think we have any intention of declining the man's request, but some diplomatic negotiations would certainly be in order. I do believe, Talhia, that would best be done by you. I am not some much interested in gold but the masterwork quality weapons we could obtain from his lordship's weaponsmiths. But of course Fafnir would like a gem or two, but that's dragons for you, even tiny ones." Morrolan gives the familiar a friendly pat showing that he is really just teasing the creature.

<<OOC: Fafnir can speak telepathically to everyone, so no need to be rude or resort to trickery. >>

((OOC: I'd say having a private telepathic conversation is still a bit of trickery, but it's definitely easier than trying to hide whispers. ))

Through the channel Talhia says I suspect our own gear is probably better than a war-torn dale can offer, but it can't hurt to ask, one supposes?

Aloud she asks sweetly, "Milord, your aid with transport, healing, and lodging is most helpful. I wonder, too, however if there are any other martial resources we might be able to use for this mission?"

((OOC: To help move things along, HM, you can assume that Talhia passes along any other requests folks give her through the telepathic channel, as well, appropriately sweetened up for the softest impact, so you don't all have to wait for me to rephrase.))

 

[Vertexx69]

Platinus, Human Druid

The druid seems completely oblivious to the material concerns of the group. He is much more interested in the wood of the central table along with how its legs have been attached, and discerning what type of animal a given chair seat was skinned off of. He is so focused that he almost misses the gunner slinking into the meeting late. "Aden come see the leather of this chair. It is so smooth yet spongy. The beast it was taken from must have been truly blessed by the gods. You know, before it was killed and turned into furniture..."

 

[ghostcat]

When no-one seems interested in getting started, Dargun starts to get bored again. His hand is just reaching for his dagger when he is shocked by a mental communication from Morrolan. Dargun may be a bit uncouth but he is not stupid. So not only does he manage to keep a straight face but also avoids looking at either Morrolan or the pseudo dragon as he thinks his answer As' already been paid. So as' in anyways.

 

[Malachei]

For a moment, there is no reaction from Aden, then he pushes back his cloak and Lai, the black cat, is seen. "Come, darling, sit on the chair, it is much cozier there for you...", he whispers. The cat seems hesitant at first, but then jumps on the leather chair, taking in her surroundings and staring at Platinus next to her, then at the Lord, all the while uneasily eyeing Fafnir.

 

[perrinmiller]

Morrolan asks specifically, "Milord, mighty we might be and with good weaponry, there is a need for some versatility in an endeavor of this sort. I would like to see if your master weaponsmith can fulfill a special request or two as part of our services."

<<OOC: Just a quick post before I leave. >>
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Morrolan Character Sheet & Fafnir the Pseudodragon

 

[HolyMan]

"But of course on your triumphant return, I will put whatever craftsmen you need at your disposal. Are you then ready to leave and scout out the crypts?" he asks watching the druid and unseen seers inspection of his furniture.

[sblock=OOC] NP perrinmiller Have a great time. [/sblock]

 

[Malachei]

Lai, the black cat looks at the Lord who watches her. When their gazes meet, she bares her teeth and then yawns extensively.

Aden, meanwhile, has stayed in the corner. As the Lord suggests inspecting the crime site, Aden exhales slowly and audibly and grabs his black lutecase again, as if in leaving. He takes two steps in the direction of the door, then turns to wait for the others.

 

[jkason]

Talhia Shen, human beguiler

"But of course on your triumphant return, I will put whatever craftsmen you need at your disposal. Are you then ready to leave and scout out the crypts?" he asks watching the druid and unseen seers inspection of his furniture.

As the Lord suggests inspecting the crime site, Aden exhales slowly and audibly and grabs his black lutecase again, as if in leaving. He takes two steps in the direction of the door, then turns to wait for the others.

Talhia stands, casually smoothing out her garments as she does so.

"If there's no other information to be had here, then, yes, I'd say the next step is getting closer to a raid site, and working our way to the crypts."