D&D: Kazadar Empire

[Faehlle Cennaire]

{ooc: Sorry for the delay, I'm still having trouble logging in and posting on this board. That and the 'thread subsciption doesn't always work.}

{ooc: The following conversation between Faehlle and the barkeep presume that most, if not all, (preferrably all) bystanders have fled the tavern If not, then Faehlle will whisper, rather than speak publicly.}

bic: "You'll not feel the wrath of the authorities for much longer, friend," Faehlle says boldly to the barkeep, Barden. "You have our apologies for the mess. Such a confrontation was unfortunate, but necessary, and certainly not to be the last of it's kind in this town. We can, however, avoid much unnecessary bloodshed if we can reach Lodren and his band of resistance fighters."

"We," Faehlle continues, encompassing her companions with a circular gesture, "have no love for Lorengrad or it's thugs, and are here to liberate Taran from their tyrrany." Faehlle pauses, leaving her last words hanging in the air poignantly.

"If you help us, then no harm will come to you or to your establishment, you have my word on it, and when all is said and done, you will be a free man along with all those in this town. Now, will you help us help you, or shall we leave you in Mad Lorengrad's hands?" Faehlle looks the man sternly and unwaveringly in the eye, awaiting an answer.

{ooc: Does anyone object to maybe bribing this guy out of the funds meant for Lodren if he proves to need further 'convincing'?}

 

[bkmanis]

Trent continues to watch for anyone coming down the street. “We may want to take the innkeeper’s advice and leave soon, someone is bound to tell the other guards what happened here.” He cautions.

 

[Toric_Arthendain]

OOC: I'm gonna wait until tomorrow to post a new turn. One of the players (maddmic) in the game just got married and should be back online soon (this was one of the weddings I was a participant in this month). I believe that he will be back to posting tonight or tomorrow so I'll give him another day before moving on. Things should be getting back to normal somewhat for me now in that I will be posting several times a week again. Fae, sorry about your problems with the board. You might try clearing the cache/cookies on your system if you haven't already. See you all shortly with a new post!

 

[maddmic]

OOC:
Sorry all, I was out getting married. I am back now.

IC:
Gilbie turns back to the barkeep. "As my companions have said, you may not feel the wrath of the militia if the militia are not around. The quickest way to rid this town of these pigs is for us to join forces with Lodrin. If you know where he is, please tell him that we would like to discuss our shared hatred of the Kazadar infection that has a grip on this town." That being said, he turns to Fae. "It is through the power of Mirania that I am able to help you m'lady. But it is always my pleasure." With that he smiles.

OOC:
Diplomacy check on his speach to the barkeep. He is genuine in his wanting to help out the town, so I doubt it'd be a bluff check.

 

[Dolfuur]

{OOC: Looks like we're all working the barkeep pretty hard

Diplo for me too, what the heck.

As for using the gems as a bribe, hey, whomever has the jewels can do that, I guess. Who's got them right now?}

 

[Toric_Arthendain]

Bardan turns to Faehlle. "Whether you can protect me from the Kazadar soldiers or not is not the issue. The problem is that a whole squad of them has been killed this day in my establishment. That fact alone will mean trouble for me. Are you going to stay here and kill every member of the military that comes to investigate? Certainly by now the story has already been told by one of those patrons who left here during the battle. Maybe only to a wife or friend, but sooner rather than later more soldiers will come. And they will bring punishment with them."

Trent continues watching outside, looking for any sign of movement in the street or anyone coming towards the inn but sees nothing so far.

Bardan then turns to Gilbie. "As for Lodren, I know ways to contact him. But given the current circumstances, I don't know if it will be possible. Leave town and maybe, if I live through the next day, I can send him or his representatives to you."

At the mention of giving any gems or jewels to Bardan, he scoffs. "I very likely won't be alive tomorrow so that stuff does nothing for me. If you value your own lives, leave now. You do not understand the situation here. You asked the soldier here how many troops are in Taran. Because it is so close to the Versine, and because Lorengrad is intent on exterminating the elves, Taran is quite well garrisoned. There are more than 5000 soldiers stationed in and around Taran. The large keep just north of town houses more than half of them and the others are stationed in town and in small camps around town. There will be no liberation for Taran unless an extremely large and competent force were put against the troops here. And if that happens, the town will be destroyed. Please, leave while you have the chance."

 

[maddmic]

Gilbie shrugs at the mention of the odds against them. "I guess you may be right then, there may be no hope for this town. So why do you hang around if you're so sure that you're dead come sunrise?" With that, he turns and heads to the door. Once he gets to the door he turns back to the group. "Well, it looks like we need to get back to our employer and let him know the situation. It would seem that the cards are stacked against us. I'm sure if Lodren wishes to find us he'll have no problems." Having said that Gilbie readies himself near the door to make a quick exit and flight out of town once his companions are ready to leave.

 

[Dolfuur]

Before he forgets, Dolfuur gives Fae her sabre back. "It pained me that ye were without yer blade, lass."

Immediately after the sour innkeep's reply, the Dwarf moves to just outside the Soaring Eagle, with the bound and gagged prisoner face down where passerby shouldn't be able to see him very well at all. Dolfuur quickly scours the streets for any signs of trouble, and listens for hue and cry.

"Aye, Gilbie, we can leave. Er stay ... er we can do both," Dolfuur replies. "Pickin' that fight there might've been the honourable ting te do, but rash considerin' er greater goal. Ach, no matter, what's done is done."

"Now, might be some tavernfolk 'ave gone te tattle on us. Means the Kazadars'll be on the lookout. But they'll be expectin' a group wit' a Dwarf, Gnome, an' Halflinger," Dolfuur points out.

"So ... we three can take the wagon still sittin' yonder, and hie us away from here. I'd hazard this prisoner might be as valuable as the bag o' jewels. Wit' us gone, it'll make Fae and the two men's job easier te blend in an' complete the task," Dolfuur rumbles his plan. "Unless ye've got some more crafty magics te hide the likes of us, Trent?"

[OOC: Don't hate me for suggesting to split up the group! ]

 

[bkmanis]

Dolfuur:
"So ... we three can take the wagon still sittin' yonder, and hie us away from here. I'd hazard this prisoner might be as valuable as the bag o' jewels. Wit' us gone, it'll make Fae and the two men's job easier te blend in an' complete the task," Dolfuur rumbles his plan. "Unless ye've got some more crafty magics te hide the likes of us, Trent?"

"Sorry, no. I have very few spells left until I can rest." Trent responds to Dolfuur's question. "We should go back to Osbourne and let him know what he is up against. If the tall folk wish to stay and try to contact Lodren then maybe they can find more information on the Kazadar troops. But from now on I suggest we avoid attacking random patrols on a whim." Trent suggests throwing a glance at Gilbie.

 

[Faehlle Cennaire]

Thanking Dolfuur kindly, Fae accepts her sword once more, sheathing it gratefully, if somewhat awkwardly for someone so young and keen to wield it. Sitting and listening to her companions, she could sense the tension among them, for indeed the small one, Trent, was right; they had acted rashly, but Gilbie was not solely to blame. They had all acted foolishly, and thus they had all compromised their goals in Taran. It would be a miracle now if Lodren were to show his face to them, the bribe from Osbourne notwithstanding. She sighed then over these and other thoughts, and said nothing, content now only to listen to the others and make up her mind before speaking.