Dr. Si's Curse of the Crimson Throne - Beta Group

[Dr Simon]

Orisini bows elegantly.

"Perhaps times will get better yet," he says. "And we may meet again. I'll accompany you to the Citadel gates, if I may, since I shan't be taking you all they way to Eel's End."

As you pass through the courtyard, Orisini gestures to Edmonds guisarme.

"That's an interesting weapon of choice, Master Mer'Cauthon," he says. "But don't you find it unwieldy in close quarters? If you ever wanted to study something a bit less conspicuous," he pats the hilt of the rapier hanging by his side, "I'm always willing to take on new pupils."

Edmond, Lynn and Vencarlo reach the gates just in time to see Edward and Dj'ahn arrive.

"Here comes the cavalcade!" says Edward. He's still not quite got it.

 

[Ambrus]

Dj'hân had had fun chasing the silly crow throughout the city, but slows to an uncertain walk when he sees that he's being led to the Citadel gates. The mammoth looming edifice casts a long shadow; one that makes the halfling urchin nervous.

The guttersnipe then catches sight of a breathtakingly beautiful half-elven lady emerging from its dark interior; a sight that makes his tiny heart flutter. The crow circles and lands on her shoulder just as an impassive holy warrior strides out confidently beside her. The sight of the three of them, the crow, the warrior and the lady, drags a flood of memories out of the boy's muddled memories. Suddenly a name rise to the surface of his thoughts. "Lynn!" The knee-high urchin waves enthusiastically to his friends as if he hadn't seen them in years.

 

[Dr Simon]

Orisini raises an eyebrow at this exuberant display from Dj'hân.

"Cressida mentioned a third member of your group," he says. "I assume this is the famous Dj'hân?" He gives an elaborate bow to the little halfling boy. "Vencarlo Orisini at your service, young man."

OOC: It's just hit me who Orisini reminds me of:

 

[Ambrus]

Dj'hân stops short when the unfamiliar gentleman addresses him but, quickly won over by Vencarlo's charm, offers the man a wide cherubic grin and claps enthusiastically at the flamboyance of his self-introduction.

 

[Oni]

Lynn couldn't help but breath a little sigh of relief upon seeing the diminutive halfling. Even though he had proven himself time and again, she still remained uncomfortable in allowing him to do the tasks he did. Those thoughts quickly vanished though, and she soon found herself smiling happily, it was hard not to get caught up in Dj'hân's exuberance.

The calvery indeed, Lynn laughed lightly.

Bending down she addressed Dj'hân directly.

Hello, little one. Have you had a good adventure?

 

[Ambrus]

The broadly grinning guttersnipe rushes up and innocently places his tiny hands on Lynn's bent knees as a pleasantly warm breeze stirs the half-elven woman's hair and loose clothing. The jubilant urchin bounces excitedly for a few moments before quickly delivering a summary of his recent activities. "I followed that man that you were speaking to. He went all the way up into Old Korvosa and walked right into Arkona castle. Never came back out even though I waited around for him. Then I followed Edward all the way back down here."

 

[Oni]

Well done.

Lynn looked thoughtful for a moment.

It would seem all signs are pointing toward the Arkona family. Though I must admit I would have expected them to be more careful, based on reputation alone. I think perhaps that Melyia Arkona may be our mysterious "M" then. To what end though...

 

[Ambrus]

Dj'hân beams at Lynn's praise, but confusion quickly clouds the boy's cherubic features as the half-elven woman offers her cryptic conjecture. "Huh?"

 

[Neurotic]

"Deathwail may seem strange, but it is good at what it does. It keeps enemies away and off balance. And those that come close are in for surprise as I'm not dependent on it for defense. Irori teaches us that man is the weapon not the item. In the hands of the peasant, Deathwail would be little more then farming implement and not very good at that. In the hands of the warrior a simple spade is terrifying weapon.

I don't think I'm suitable for such light weapon, thank You for Your offer. I'm too strong and slow for it. I may come for some sparring when I have time. And Your students would have opportunity to learn how to fight against different weapons."

"Hello, Bear Warrior, welcome back. I take it your mission was successful?"
After hearing Dj'ahns succint report, Edmond nods.
"Come, we have something new to discuss."

 

[Dr Simon]

Orisini nods in reponse to Edmond.

"It would, indeed be interesting to have your input at the Academy. You are welcome any time, neighbour." He runs his fingers through his hair and turns to Lynn.

"Perhaps the Arkonas have grown so arrogant that they don't feel the need to hide? Assuming that there is anything underhand about this meat business. But they are also sly and subtle. It's just as likely that it suits their purposes that you know that they are behind things. Curious.... Well, I musn't keep you any longer. Eel's End awaits you, I bid you farewell." With another extravagant bow, Orisini take his leave of you.