Dr. Si's Curse of the Crimson Throne - Alpha Group
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"Enough." Crispin assured her, casually portraying an equally neutral tone. "Chelish. Scion of the House of Thrune. Friend of mine. Pathfinder investigating something. The question isn't what I know -- the question is what you know. What happened to her, and what was she doing for you?"
Tristan thinks a moment, then replies to Maya.
"Well, I have been feeling kind of bored at school, so I guess I was looking for something to do. This job could be a way to help people, too, like I said. As for pay, we were promised it would be good, but I don't know any details yet.
The truth is ... well, I guess we seemed to make a good team. But I certainly don't object if you prefer not to go in on this."
"Well, I have been feeling kind of bored at school, so I guess I was looking for something to do. This job could be a way to help people, too, like I said. As for pay, we were promised it would be good, but I don't know any details yet.
The truth is ... well, I guess we seemed to make a good team. But I certainly don't object if you prefer not to go in on this."
Maya chews her bottom lip for a moment. In truth his confession that they made a good team was a bit flattering. And, as far as that went, it was true. They had done well working together.
But this was different. Before, they'd shared a common goal. Now...there was no goal. He wasn't offering a quest, he was offering...an occupation. And she had duties to her people, and to the Shundar-Quah.
"It isn't that I don't want to work with you again," she said. "But I already have a job. If there was something specific you wanted my help with, I would do it, in memory of our battles in the past."
But this was different. Before, they'd shared a common goal. Now...there was no goal. He wasn't offering a quest, he was offering...an occupation. And she had duties to her people, and to the Shundar-Quah.
"It isn't that I don't want to work with you again," she said. "But I already have a job. If there was something specific you wanted my help with, I would do it, in memory of our battles in the past."
Tristan smiles. "Then it's settled. You won't join the Guard, but if an especially interesting case should arise, especially if it involves the Shoanti, we will ask to bring you on as a consultant."
If she does not object to that, he will then take his leave and meet up with Jerrigan, and go with him to find out the details of the job.
If she does not object to that, he will then take his leave and meet up with Jerrigan, and go with him to find out the details of the job.
Dr Simon
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OOC: I'm going ahead with Tristan and Jerrigan going to see Marshal Kroft. Maya will wait to see what the Marshal has to offer, and Bael will turn up at about the same time that Tristan and Jerrigan come back from the Marshal (he, too, is in the position of already having a job. For the moment.)
Tristan and Jerrigan:
Citadel Volshyenek is in Midland, overlooking Jeggare Harbour. It is home to the Korvosan Guard, but currently staffed by a nervous-looking skeleton crew. Waving your scroll, you are taken to Field Marshal Cressida Kroft, a human woman in red armour, dark hair cut to a short bob. She looks rather tired and harassed, but politely bids you to sit and calls for some refreshment.
"I see the Queen has recommended you to me. So you're the ones who brought Gaedran Lamm to book? Well done, the man's been a thorn in our side for years. I won't say that officially I approve of vigilantism, but, off the record, I'm glad you did what you did."
A servant brings a steaming pot of Vudran coffee, which the Field Marshal pours for everyone.
"Now, to business. You've seen what it's like on the streets at the moment. My men are stretched thin trying to maintain order, what with this damned embargo, and every man and his dog using the King's death as an excuse to run riot. We need every bit of help we can get, and I'd like to retain your services as agents of the Guard, if you are willing. Needless to say, you'll be well compensated for these services. Interested?"
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Judge Zanderholm sits back in her chair, steeples her fingers and gazes over her half-moon spectacles.
"I am a Justice of the Law in this city," she says gravely. "But the law can sometimes work very slowly. There are small criminals who slip through the nets. Although their crimes may be minor in the eyes of the other Judges, they still have very real victims. And a lot of small criminals adds up to a big problem."
She leans forwards.
"Your friend Lady Thrune was helping me investigate these smaller criminals, gathering information in order to expedite arrest. So many trials overturned by lack of evidence, one could weep, if one was so inclined. Gaedran Lamm was one such blood-sucking stirge, but some reckless vigilantes have put an end to him. Another she was investigating was Devargo Barvasi, so-called King of the Spiders. But when she disappeared she was looking into a new problem, some group of thugs in North Point calling themselves the Cow Hammer Boys."
Zanderholm stares at Crispin with an appraising eye.
"I don't know if she's alive or dead," she says. "She knew the job was dangerous, but.... I suppose I still feel responsible for her somehow. What I need is someone to help me look for her, perhaps continue the work she started."
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Tristan and Jerrigan:
Citadel Volshyenek is in Midland, overlooking Jeggare Harbour. It is home to the Korvosan Guard, but currently staffed by a nervous-looking skeleton crew. Waving your scroll, you are taken to Field Marshal Cressida Kroft, a human woman in red armour, dark hair cut to a short bob. She looks rather tired and harassed, but politely bids you to sit and calls for some refreshment.
"I see the Queen has recommended you to me. So you're the ones who brought Gaedran Lamm to book? Well done, the man's been a thorn in our side for years. I won't say that officially I approve of vigilantism, but, off the record, I'm glad you did what you did."
A servant brings a steaming pot of Vudran coffee, which the Field Marshal pours for everyone.
"Now, to business. You've seen what it's like on the streets at the moment. My men are stretched thin trying to maintain order, what with this damned embargo, and every man and his dog using the King's death as an excuse to run riot. We need every bit of help we can get, and I'd like to retain your services as agents of the Guard, if you are willing. Needless to say, you'll be well compensated for these services. Interested?"
[SBLOCK=Crispin]
Judge Zanderholm sits back in her chair, steeples her fingers and gazes over her half-moon spectacles.
"I am a Justice of the Law in this city," she says gravely. "But the law can sometimes work very slowly. There are small criminals who slip through the nets. Although their crimes may be minor in the eyes of the other Judges, they still have very real victims. And a lot of small criminals adds up to a big problem."
She leans forwards.
"Your friend Lady Thrune was helping me investigate these smaller criminals, gathering information in order to expedite arrest. So many trials overturned by lack of evidence, one could weep, if one was so inclined. Gaedran Lamm was one such blood-sucking stirge, but some reckless vigilantes have put an end to him. Another she was investigating was Devargo Barvasi, so-called King of the Spiders. But when she disappeared she was looking into a new problem, some group of thugs in North Point calling themselves the Cow Hammer Boys."
Zanderholm stares at Crispin with an appraising eye.
"I don't know if she's alive or dead," she says. "She knew the job was dangerous, but.... I suppose I still feel responsible for her somehow. What I need is someone to help me look for her, perhaps continue the work she started."
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Embargo? Tristan replies "I'd like to hear more about the embargo and how it's affecting the city.
How much autonomy would we have? Also, while we are keen to help the city, our skills and time are quite valuable, so I must ask for more details regarding compensation. I have studied some magic, while my friend here is blessed with healing from the gods."
How much autonomy would we have? Also, while we are keen to help the city, our skills and time are quite valuable, so I must ask for more details regarding compensation. I have studied some magic, while my friend here is blessed with healing from the gods."
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