Fallen World (Mature, Dark)

[Autumn]

Ysande winces inwardly at Canthan's blunt approach, and her mouth quirks into the hint of an apologetic smile at William.

"Forgive my companion his tactlessness..." she murmurs as he begins his mad rant. She rolls her eyes slightly, apparently paying no mind. In truth she is taking in his words - they may be nothing but lunatic ravings, but then again there could always be some as-yet unknown perspicacity to them. Either way, they're squirreled away for future reference.

"He speaks the truth, though; we are about our Lady's business, and I fear that you will be pressed to join us."

[sblock=OOC]Bardic Knowledge +18 to see if Ysande's aware of any nice places around here; ideally somewhere that serves tea and pipes (something like a hookah or shisha) as well as alcohol. It should also be the kind of place where the staff are discrete and you can get some privacy. And nice decor, of course.

Tall order maybe, but I doubt Ysande's the only one in town who likes to have a place like that around to do business in. Hopefully something's sprung up to meet demand.

And another Bardic Knowledge check please to see if she's heard anything about her colleagues to-be; Canthan and Big as well as the new guys.[/sblock]

 

[Nephtys]

OOC What type of thoughts come from a pseudonatural spider with an Int of 3?

[sblock=ooc]ooc: Unstructured chaos, hunger, violation, disgust, confusion and fear with its weird surroundings. But also a feeling of affinity with the Mystic and Canthan himself.[/sblock]

Ysande enters the bar quietly and unassumingly, though in full knowledge that it will likely take only a matter of seconds for every head in the bar to turn her way.

The barkeep turns to her and his scowling expression immediately changes to a worshipful mask you are sure is well rehersed. "Sublime Beauty," he says fawningy and bows (apparently he's mistaken Ysande for a Succubus in human form), "Welcome to this humble establishment. As you serve the Lady I am your obedient servant. Command me and I will obey."

[sblock=OOC]Bardic Knowledge +18 to see if Ysande's aware of any nice places around here; ideally somewhere that serves tea and pipes (something like a hookah or shisha) as well as alcohol. It should also be the kind of place where the staff are discrete and you can get some privacy. And nice decor, of course.

Tall order maybe, but I doubt Ysande's the only one in town who likes to have a place like that around to do business in. Hopefully something's sprung up to meet demand.

And another Bardic Knowledge check please to see if she's heard anything about her colleagues to-be; Canthan and Big as well as the new guys.[/sblock]

[sblock=ooc]
1. You passed one place along the way that would fit the description well. The Rose-petal court, overlooking the Gardens of Solitude and with a good view of Lake Caion, is a favorite place of the cultured and the decadent alike. Frequented by wealthy mortals and Succubi its generally free from the more unpleasant types of demon.

"sprung up to meet demand"

2. Not much, since you've all been in different parts of the world until recently. You have an uncertain recollection that you have heard of William Windwalker somewhere before, but don't know what or in which context. [/sblock]

 

[WarlockLord]

"I do not mind Canthan. It is always nice to travel with a fellow alienist. Some people cannot tell Bleck'oggcht here from a bebilith. And I am glad I met you, Big.

Now, Aeryk, who were those fools chasing you? And what does the hordemistress wish of us? asks Mystic, apparently the one of the few not staring at Ysande like an idiot. Summoning weird creatures from beyond time and space gives one a different outlook on life.

 

[Gli'jar]

"Bleck'oggcht a bebilith, a superficial resemblance brought about by ignorance or stupidity, either way it is an incorrect categorization. Bleck'oggcht should not be so disparaged." Canthan replies curtly. He is currently focused on the Mystic and Bleck'oggcht, inattentive to the particulars of the light conversation occurring. He moves over and nudges one of the corpses with his foot, "Bleck'oggcht is hungry. You should give him leave to dispose of the bodies for our host before his departure."

 

[Jemal]

*More Evil Spirits? I thought the lady wasn't a huge fan of the undead abominations!"* Are William's Righteous thoughts as the soul circles him. Even after it winks out and the 'others' arrive, his stance remains defensive, eyes narrowed as he senses the morals of the new arrivals. (Evil anybody?) He remains unimpressed by the lady's apparent beauty. In this world, outer beauty usually hides an inner demon... litterally, in many cases.
"Oh, request at the pain of death. My favourite kind." William says Dead-pan as he slightly relaxes his stance, leaning on his staff instead of brandishing it.
He sighs and picks up the glass the Barkeeper had just finished pouring for him when the fight began (by some twist of fortune it hadn't been knocked over), and mirrors Mystic's question "Yes, What is it we can do for the lady? It's not surprising she knew I was here, but that she would send others to gather me for a mission is... unusual"

He glances over at the two Alienists with a raised eyebrow. Sudo-natural, eh? Well, he'd known it wasn't demonic, but he'd have to see if this 'sudo-natural' was any better.

 

[Autumn]

[sblock=OOC for Jemal]Ysande doesn't show any signs of Evil. Kaj does, strongly, but that shouldn't come as a surprise seeing as how he's very obviously a half-fiend.[/sblock]

The barkeep turns to her and his scowling expression immediately changes to a worshipful mask you are sure is well rehersed. "Sublime Beauty," he says fawningy and bows (apparently he's mistaken Ysande for a Succubus in human form), "Welcome to this humble establishment. As you serve the Lady I am your obedient servant. Command me and I will obey.

Ysande pays little mind to the barkeep's fawning, casting one expressionless eye over him before turning back to William. Kaj steps forward in response to some unseen signal and approaches the man, showing vicious fangs in a leering scowl.

"You presume too much," he addresses him in a low growl. "My mistress has no need of your obsequious attentions. Go back to watering your ale, we'll be gone from this hovel of yours soon enough."


Ysande meanwhile gives a small shrug of her slender and shapely shoulders, addressing William. "It's a matter of perspective," she says airily. "There's no need for this to come down to the level of threats and coercion. The Lady wishes a service to be performed, and offers her favor in return for our agency. Reasonable enough, no...? Anyway, these are hardly the most salubrious surroundings, and as Canthan says some privacy would be beneficial. I know the perfect place, not too far from here. Come along."

The last, in a singsong voice, is addressed primarily to Kaj. He immediately breaks off his bullying the barkeep and returns to her side, resting a hand briefly on her shoulder as he passes her and takes up his habitual position over her shoulder.

[sblock=OOC]Assuming everyone shows some willingness to follow, Ysande will lead on to the Rose-petal Court.[/sblock]

 

[Bloosquig]

Big stops rummaging through the bowls around the pub for a minute to nod his assent with Ysande's idea and gets ready to leave the inn.

"Is Bleckugle... Bleck'octa... is Phlegmy coming along? I'm assuming you summoned it but the world isn't the same place it used to be..."

 

[Trollbabe]

[sblock=OOC]

Now, Aeryk, who were those fools chasing you? And what does the hordemistress wish of us?

I don't think I've introduced myself... No matter though... Alienist just might know these things =)[/sblock]Looking to Mystic, Aeryk answers in a shrug. "I guess I owe them something..." Aeryk turns his attention back to William as Ysande attempts to be diplomatic and civil. Its hard to gage what exactly Ysande and her henchman are up to. It is unlikely that she was lying, to impersonate an agent of a lord was not wise... Too many ears and eyes to prove you false. Just mentioning the Hordemistress is usually reason enough to listen. Her comments and invitation seemed more directed at William and Mystic, but if he wants to remain close to his unplanned allies he should tag along.

 

[Gli'jar]

[sblock=OOC for Jemal] Canthan 's aura is evil, moderate in power.[/sblock]

 

[Jemal]

'hmmm, luck of the draw I guess.. most of them aren't as evil as expected.' William shrugged to himself. 'Once again I'm stuck in shades of gray. In a world like this are there ANY other colors but blackness and blood-red?' With a sigh, William moves to follow the woman Ysande, managing to supress all but a slight scowl at Kaj. "I am... William. Getting in the lady's good graces is what I originally came here for, so I suppose this will do just as well as any other means."