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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Dr Simon" data-source="post: 6193412" data-attributes="member: 21938">Mhairi's friend gives the group a once-over with a cursory glance and leads them into a nearby building, up some stairs and the out of an upper floor across a rope bridge to another building, where four more men in the red/gold/black colours of the Emperor are putting on a casual kind of guard. Then up more stairs, across another rope bridge to a flat area between sloped rooves. To one side is a raised area, with a theatrical prop throne painted in peeling gilt, and next to it a towering guillotine decorated with demonic carvings. Around the flat area, some sat on roof shingles like they were bleachers, are more thugs wearing the Emperor's colours and an assortment of people who look like a parody of a royal court - preening pimps and dandies and women who probably rent their services. "You can tell Smilin' Ed not to worry about me starting anything," mutters Devargo, leaning in close to Mhairi. "The odds don't look good."All eyes watch the group, but conversations don't lull until thre is a flourish and the Emperor emerges from the building behind his throne.Pilts Swastel, self-styled Emperor of Old Korvosa and former owner of Exemplary Execrables, is a thin, sickly-looking man, his face bearing the tell-tale pockmarks of blood veil, which don't compliment his bulbous nose, thin moustache and small dark eyes, like those of a raven. He is draped in oversized fur-trimmed robes and a crown balances poorly on his head. A closer look suggests both may once have been stage costumes.Flanking the Emperor are two strange figures. One, likely a gnome or halfling judging from his build, wears a black leather hood with only one eye hole.He hops over to the guillotine and begins to tweak and polish it with great care. The other is a bizarre mix of humanoid and spider, a lurching beast that stays well back from the throne.Pilts Swastel leans over the railing of his dais and looks down at the group."So you're the great Heroes of Blood Veil I've heard about," he says. "I understand we're neghbours, nice of you to call in. Y'know you probably saved my life if you're the ones that found the cure for blood veil. And in honour of that you can ask me one request. If I like it, maybe I'll grant it. If I don't like it, Jabbyr here will get to play with his Long Knife."At this the little gnome/halfling giggles sadistically and caressess the guillotine. It is at this point that you realise that there are quite a few heads in various stages of decay displayed on stakes around the edge of the Emperor's "court".</blockquote>

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