For More Than Glory
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Memnus
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As Rolf approaches the cart, Bristletail lifts his head from his curled position and whines. The noise is not menacing, but your empathy with animals gives you the distinct impression that the fox does not want you to disturb his master.
((Rolf, there's no room for you under the cart, even if Fleck didn't mind company, which he rather does. The space under the cart is no more than four feet long or wide, and only maybe two feet tall. But you can take the next patch of ground over.))
((Rolf, there's no room for you under the cart, even if Fleck didn't mind company, which he rather does. The space under the cart is no more than four feet long or wide, and only maybe two feet tall. But you can take the next patch of ground over.))
Emiricol
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The party tracked the wizard to a warehouse where he was defended by an able fighter bodyguard. The fighter fell to a sleep spell (and was later looted of all but his armor before being beaten into unconsciousness). Argus left him with two gems, enough to pick up some mundane replacements for his sword and shield and get back on his feet.
The wizard fell to the flurry of blows from the wandering monk, Argus, but before the party could secure him, some spell with a contingency, triggered from a magical ring, made the unconscious wizard vanish, presumably teleported to a safe location. Curses, another dead end! And so close!
After inspecting an escape path - a sewer line that ran out to the lake outside the city walls, the party now rests and bathes in a local bath house. Though they can speak to each other, each tub is surrounded by a privacy screen. Ah, to rid oneself of sewage stench...
The wizard fell to the flurry of blows from the wandering monk, Argus, but before the party could secure him, some spell with a contingency, triggered from a magical ring, made the unconscious wizard vanish, presumably teleported to a safe location. Curses, another dead end! And so close!
After inspecting an escape path - a sewer line that ran out to the lake outside the city walls, the party now rests and bathes in a local bath house. Though they can speak to each other, each tub is surrounded by a privacy screen. Ah, to rid oneself of sewage stench...
firehorse
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Valdir eagerly seeks out the nearest hot bath he can fine. Paying the patron for a hot bath and clothes washing, he enters the indicated room and strips off his sewage smelling clothes. Keeping his weapons nearby, he eases into the tub of liquid heaven. When the serving girl comes in to retrieve his clothes for cleaning, he asks if they have elven bath herbs.
Memnus
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Fleck, once safe behind his privacy screen, strips off his vest and carefully removes his precious book from its special pouch. He checks it carefully for splashes, then once satisfied, sets it down safely away from the tub and splashes water onto the pouch, trying to clean the muck off the outside. Only when his vest is as clean as usual doe he set about to washing himself. He waits for the attendents to be safely away, then calls through the thin walls to the others. "So. We don't know if he's still here, or ported off to Marzen. All we can do is watch for him, listen for rumors. How long do we give it before we look elsewhere?"
firehorse
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Emiricol said:
Valdir sighs and nods. "I guess those will do, perhaps a lavendar scent. And, keep the hot water coming", handing her a silver for the oils and salts and another for the service.
After the girl's huge smile warms his heart and she leaves, Valdir notices Fleck's question. "I'm not sure. He will no doubt be back, with the feud and all. Our best option is to watch the house. We will no doubt have to be more discreet, now that he knows we are after him and what we look like."
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Kirran disappears behind a privacy screen and hastily strips off sewage-fouled clothing and passes it to a serving girl with an apologetic smile and a coin. He climbs into the tub of steaming water, ducks his head quickly, and comes up coughing. He catches his breath and remarks, "Watching the house won't be hard. Be a long, boring wait though - he's powerful enough as we'd want all of us there, and no time to go running for the rest in a pinch. Still, I don't imagine he'll thank us for the little tiff today, and for all we know he's still got a problem with this family; might bring him back faster to know both his problems are in the same place." He shrugs, sloshing water. "Not that that's necessarily what we want, mind."
Memnus
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Fleck gulps guiltily. "I guess we have made ourselves something of his next target, haven't we? Erm. I guess it makes our job... easier?"
"I imagine he'll be back, eventually. The question is when." He dunks his head underwater, scrubbing at his beard and hair, then comes back up. "Delwin, I don't suppose your contacts know anything more abomut his movement oustide the city? We may be able to pinpoint his bolthole...."
"I imagine he'll be back, eventually. The question is when." He dunks his head underwater, scrubbing at his beard and hair, then comes back up. "Delwin, I don't suppose your contacts know anything more abomut his movement oustide the city? We may be able to pinpoint his bolthole...."
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