drnuncheon
Explorer
Right, I've been neglectful in writing up Session 2. But this isn't it, either. Expect it on Monday - it's hard to write when Dru is around the house, I keep getting distracted. 
Instead, here's a look at a Freeport locale...
Sehanoarun's
Sehanoarun's is a small restaurant, specializing in elven cuisine, that has operated in the Old City for over three hundred years. It is an unassuming place located on one of the many side streets that thread their way through the southwest corner of that section of town. Despite their advancing age, the restaurant is still run by its founders - Sehanoarun (TN Exp6, who actually handles most of the restaurant) and her husband Rinrellon (a CN Brd5, whose primary fame is as a painter).
The establishment is furnished with the sort of quiet elegance that is so dear to the elven heart - the floor and furniture is unstained, but fitted and polished in such a way as to display the natural beauty of the wood. The staff are quiet and unobtrusive, preferring to let the meals be the center of attention.
There are no menus at Sehanoarun's - the food to be served that day is chosen by Sehanoarun alone - but there are few who complain, especially after tasting the fare. Much of the restaurant's business comes through word-of-mouth. To the casual observer, it seems like a fairly unremarkable place - aside from the quality of the food, of course.
However, in Freeport, things are so rarely as they seem...
Nearly a century ago, the restaurant was in deep financial trouble. A competitor was using all of the influence he could to drive the restaurant out of business, from hiring thugs to harass the customers to attempting to purchase the property from the current owner. The establishment was hanging on by the skin of its teeth when a young elf named Tensin Naïlo stepped in.
Three months later, Naïlo owned the property, the rent was lowered to a more than reasonable level, the thugs were being carried off to the crematorium, and the unscrupulous competitor behind the harassment had decided that his business would be far more appreciated in a different locale. Unfortunately for him, he chose one of the ill-fated 'Libertyville' settlement attempts on Leeward Isle, and vanished along with all of the other colonists.
The restaurant is now a major meeting place for lower-level members of the Naïlo organization. They can often be found relaxing in the main room, although meetings where 'business' is discussed occur only in the smaller private room in the back, behind closed doors.
Instead, here's a look at a Freeport locale...Sehanoarun's
Sehanoarun's is a small restaurant, specializing in elven cuisine, that has operated in the Old City for over three hundred years. It is an unassuming place located on one of the many side streets that thread their way through the southwest corner of that section of town. Despite their advancing age, the restaurant is still run by its founders - Sehanoarun (TN Exp6, who actually handles most of the restaurant) and her husband Rinrellon (a CN Brd5, whose primary fame is as a painter).
The establishment is furnished with the sort of quiet elegance that is so dear to the elven heart - the floor and furniture is unstained, but fitted and polished in such a way as to display the natural beauty of the wood. The staff are quiet and unobtrusive, preferring to let the meals be the center of attention.
There are no menus at Sehanoarun's - the food to be served that day is chosen by Sehanoarun alone - but there are few who complain, especially after tasting the fare. Much of the restaurant's business comes through word-of-mouth. To the casual observer, it seems like a fairly unremarkable place - aside from the quality of the food, of course.
However, in Freeport, things are so rarely as they seem...
Nearly a century ago, the restaurant was in deep financial trouble. A competitor was using all of the influence he could to drive the restaurant out of business, from hiring thugs to harass the customers to attempting to purchase the property from the current owner. The establishment was hanging on by the skin of its teeth when a young elf named Tensin Naïlo stepped in.
Three months later, Naïlo owned the property, the rent was lowered to a more than reasonable level, the thugs were being carried off to the crematorium, and the unscrupulous competitor behind the harassment had decided that his business would be far more appreciated in a different locale. Unfortunately for him, he chose one of the ill-fated 'Libertyville' settlement attempts on Leeward Isle, and vanished along with all of the other colonists.
The restaurant is now a major meeting place for lower-level members of the Naïlo organization. They can often be found relaxing in the main room, although meetings where 'business' is discussed occur only in the smaller private room in the back, behind closed doors.
