(IC) A Hard Time in Harrowdale

[crazy_monkey1956]

Selua sits quietly, sipping at her drink but otherwise not touching the food. She glances back at her mule often, as if worried someone might take it.

She raises an eyebrow at the turn of conversation toward who might fancy whom, but says nothing. Finally, and somewhat abruptly she says to the Calishite, "These masked men, were they bandits or more personal enemies? Might the people of this town be in danger from them?"

 

[Voda Vosa]

"I don't truly know my lady. I have my suspicious, but they are of course, unfounded. I thought that 'gentleman' that contracted our services could make a good amount of gold retrieving both his payment and his goods. I... just accepted the contract recklessly. I'll never forgive myself for that." Abde'Ragman says sadly. He finishes his meal, and push his dish to the centre of the table. "I thank you for the food" he says to the other elf with a small smile.

 

[Walking Dad]

"'kay, Eva', you are the big brain. What we doing next? Lookin' fer a new job?" Storn asks Evanar after finishing one of his ales.

 

[Scott DeWar]

" well, now that Uncle Niles is at is trade terminus, we canhire out for another job. or we can see if there is any thing exciting going on." It is quite apperent that evanar is looking for something new here. "maybe we can find something by listening in on what is being spoken about?"

 

[Arkhandus]

A human waitress brings Evanar and Storn their drinks, while the moon elven man at the bar brings Fayne his ale. The cheap ale they serve is just 4 copper a mug, but each is asked "Would you like one of our better drinks? Anything in particular?"

At the bar, the three mercenaries continue their chat. The tall Cormyrian ex-soldier says "Not much work here for us, from what I've heard, but maybe we can find a caravan to Sembia, or a ship to someplace that needs us more. Otherwise I think we're stuck here 'til that Niles fella needs t' leave."

His bearded half-elven companion replies quietly "We could take the Halfaxe Trail to Hillsfar, and seek work around the Moonsea. I wouldn't be welcome there, but we could take the road west to Voonlar, and find mercenary work there."

The leatherclad Cormyrian next to him shakes his head, and mutters "Nothin' good can come o' workin' s' close t' Zhents. If we don't git sent t' fight 'em, they might jes' pressgang us. I mean, that's what they do, ain't it? 'S what I heard anyway.... Mebbe we find a ship t' the Dragon Coast?"

The tall one responds "Don't know we'd find any work there that wouldn't end with us gettin' stabbed in the back and robbed. Maybe work in the Vast...."

 

[Scott DeWar]

Evanar pays the waitress 16cp for the three ales, then says to storn, perhaps i need to get the caravan going again quicker. you want to keep your ears open for more work?

 

[Walking Dad]

"'kay, Eva', I stay with the ales and hear for more work." Storn says to Evanar before ordering two more ales.

 

[Scott DeWar]

evanar finisihes his ale and heads out the door. he continues to where his uncle is unloading and upon arrival he joins with the unloading to get his uncle ready all the faster.

 

[Myth and Legend]

Abrielle shook her head with contempt. "The dishonesty of some of these mainlanders never ceases to amaze me. This would not have happened in Evermeet." She then faced the tall man and smiled "You are welcome. And I trust Selua enjoyed her drink at least. Let me ask around and see how we can find the Sun Elven mistress of this town."

The Elven girl stood and went over to find Bess or the proprietor and ask them what would be the best way to seek out an audience with Ellarian Dawnhorn. Gather Information: 16+8=24

 

[Rhun]

Fayne shakes his head to the elven barman, indicating that the cheap ale is just fine. He takes the copper coins out of a pocket in his clock, and drops them on the bar. He adds an extra coin for the barman, even though he really couldn't spare it under his current circumstances.

Then, he turns about, leaning against the bar, and casually surveys the common room as he sips at his ale. All the while though, he continues to eavesdrop on the nearby mercenaries. He may not find work listening to their chat, but he was already learning something of the local geography.