(IC) A Hard Time in Harrowdale
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crazy_monkey1956
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Selua watches Abrielle and the Calishite leave, then returns to her mule, content to sit and watch passerby again, at least for the moment.
Arkhandus
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North Gate Plaza
Abrielle questions Bess and the diner's proprietor, Bess' father Joss, and they tell her that from what they've heard, the constable Ellarian Dawnhorn can usually be found at the Gaoler's House near the south end of Harrowdale, when she isn't leading patrols around Halvan's Keep and the docks in the evening. The Gaoler's House is a sturdy, two-story stone building with gray shingles and no windows beyond the front room, according to Joss. The Guardhouse barracks lie next to it, a much wider log structure.
West Gate Plaza/The Treehouse Tap
Evanar starts helping Uncle Niles unload the wagons, while Storn hangs around the Treehouse Tap and drinks some more cheap ale to pass the time while he listens to the other tavern patrons. The others seem to be traveling merchants, local workers, a few elves heading for the Elven Court in eastern Cormanthor, and a few people just here visiting family, from what Storn overhears. The only thing of note said so far is the rumor of treasure buried somewhere in the ruins of Halvan's Keep at the northwest edge of town, and grumbling mention that the city guards charge anyone coming out of there 50 gold peices, so it's usually not worth the bother of going in to search.
Fayne looks around the common room and sees Storn and Evanar, as the latter gets up and leaves. He recognizes both as being around the caravan before he had come in here, so he figures they must be other caravan guards, like the three he was eavesdropping on.
Those three continue discussing their possible plans, but now it's talk about caravan work and how likely it is they'll find a caravan or ship going someplace more profitable for mercenaries. Then conversation shifts to personal preferences and what place they'd rather try to go to for work. None of it is very useful or informative, and after they finish their first drinks, the three mercenaries head out for the docks to check around. Fayne hears their first names during the conversation, but nothing else useful; Malark, Evendur, and Rhistel.
OOC Edit:There'll be more a little later tonight. Never mind, too late and too tired, too busy earlier.
Abrielle questions Bess and the diner's proprietor, Bess' father Joss, and they tell her that from what they've heard, the constable Ellarian Dawnhorn can usually be found at the Gaoler's House near the south end of Harrowdale, when she isn't leading patrols around Halvan's Keep and the docks in the evening. The Gaoler's House is a sturdy, two-story stone building with gray shingles and no windows beyond the front room, according to Joss. The Guardhouse barracks lie next to it, a much wider log structure.
West Gate Plaza/The Treehouse Tap
Evanar starts helping Uncle Niles unload the wagons, while Storn hangs around the Treehouse Tap and drinks some more cheap ale to pass the time while he listens to the other tavern patrons. The others seem to be traveling merchants, local workers, a few elves heading for the Elven Court in eastern Cormanthor, and a few people just here visiting family, from what Storn overhears. The only thing of note said so far is the rumor of treasure buried somewhere in the ruins of Halvan's Keep at the northwest edge of town, and grumbling mention that the city guards charge anyone coming out of there 50 gold peices, so it's usually not worth the bother of going in to search.
Fayne looks around the common room and sees Storn and Evanar, as the latter gets up and leaves. He recognizes both as being around the caravan before he had come in here, so he figures they must be other caravan guards, like the three he was eavesdropping on.
Those three continue discussing their possible plans, but now it's talk about caravan work and how likely it is they'll find a caravan or ship going someplace more profitable for mercenaries. Then conversation shifts to personal preferences and what place they'd rather try to go to for work. None of it is very useful or informative, and after they finish their first drinks, the three mercenaries head out for the docks to check around. Fayne hears their first names during the conversation, but nothing else useful; Malark, Evendur, and Rhistel.
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Myth and Legend
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Abrielle clapped her hands and smiled: "Well then, why don't we go and meet mistress Elaria? Oh, and Abde'Ragman, do you think that Selua might wish to join us? She seems religious, perhaps her deity has some special mission for her here..."
Myth and Legend
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The elf shook her head and headed out, after paying for her meal. "Nonsense, we will convince her to come. Look at her, just standing there next to her mule - where's the fun in that?"
Abrielle then proceeds to wave at Selua and asks her to come with them. "Whatever your business in Harrowdale, you would only benefit from meeting the town's head. Care to join us Selua?"
Abrielle then proceeds to wave at Selua and asks her to come with them. "Whatever your business in Harrowdale, you would only benefit from meeting the town's head. Care to join us Selua?"
crazy_monkey1956
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Selua cocks her head to the side and regards Abrielle as a wolf might regard something that has piqued its curiosity. Finally, she speaks, "Sehanine led me to this place, though I knew not her purpose in doing so. I have waited for a sign from Sehanine to lead me to that purpose. It is possible that Sehanine has led you to me. So be it."
Selua unties her mule and leads it by the reins as she follows Abrielle.
Selua unties her mule and leads it by the reins as she follows Abrielle.
Arkhandus
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West Gate Plaza
As Evanar, Uncle Niles, and the boys finish unloading the first wagon, a man staggers in through the West Gate, clothes torn and bloody gashes across his arms and torso..... He pants in exhaustion, looking about frantically, and staggers over to the caravan. Niles and the boys are moving some chests of iron ore while Evanar is turning back to the wagon to grab the last box, when he sees the man.
The poor sod approaches Evanar, a pleading look in his eyes. "Ple~ase, s-sir!" he says, voice quivering, "You m-must help me~! Fetch the guard- the const-table! Anyone! My- my son! My son is still out there! Oh, Torm help us!" the man cries out, breaking down into sobs as he falls to his knees, too weary to walk any further. He looks to be one of the Dalesfolk.
Niles and the boys are startled, dropping the chest of ore, which clatters with a loud *CLUNK* as it lands sideways and pops open, a few pieces of ore spilling out. Niles mutters "What the...? Gods! Evanar, help the poor man! What did he say?!"
In the Treehouse Tap, Storn and Fayne faintly hear the clunk and clatter from outside, as do some of the other patrons. Most just dismiss it, but the elves can all tell that it was something heavy falling. At a gesture from the male barkeep, a halfling server carefully goes to take a peek outside.
The Gaoler's House
Abrielle, Selua, and Abde'ragman walk down the quaint streets of Harrowdale Town to find the constable, Ellarian Dawnhorn, to see if she can help the poor Calishite's plight. It takes maybe ten minutes, but they find the Gaoler's House.
Inside, a sun elven woman in red, black, and green uniform works at a desk, reading reports and writing. A longsword with a fancy hilt and sheath is strapped to her back, and a well-maintained composite bow of high quality rests against the wall next to her. She's not as good-looking as Abrielle, but still attractive, which her stern, serious look dampens.
She looks up at the trio as they enter, raising an eyebrow at the sight of the strange group - a fellow sun elf, an elf with rare and unfamiliar features, and a swarthy foreigner. "....Yes?" she asks, not certain what to make of it.
As Evanar, Uncle Niles, and the boys finish unloading the first wagon, a man staggers in through the West Gate, clothes torn and bloody gashes across his arms and torso..... He pants in exhaustion, looking about frantically, and staggers over to the caravan. Niles and the boys are moving some chests of iron ore while Evanar is turning back to the wagon to grab the last box, when he sees the man.
The poor sod approaches Evanar, a pleading look in his eyes. "Ple~ase, s-sir!" he says, voice quivering, "You m-must help me~! Fetch the guard- the const-table! Anyone! My- my son! My son is still out there! Oh, Torm help us!" the man cries out, breaking down into sobs as he falls to his knees, too weary to walk any further. He looks to be one of the Dalesfolk.
Niles and the boys are startled, dropping the chest of ore, which clatters with a loud *CLUNK* as it lands sideways and pops open, a few pieces of ore spilling out. Niles mutters "What the...? Gods! Evanar, help the poor man! What did he say?!"
In the Treehouse Tap, Storn and Fayne faintly hear the clunk and clatter from outside, as do some of the other patrons. Most just dismiss it, but the elves can all tell that it was something heavy falling. At a gesture from the male barkeep, a halfling server carefully goes to take a peek outside.
The Gaoler's House
Abrielle, Selua, and Abde'ragman walk down the quaint streets of Harrowdale Town to find the constable, Ellarian Dawnhorn, to see if she can help the poor Calishite's plight. It takes maybe ten minutes, but they find the Gaoler's House.
Inside, a sun elven woman in red, black, and green uniform works at a desk, reading reports and writing. A longsword with a fancy hilt and sheath is strapped to her back, and a well-maintained composite bow of high quality rests against the wall next to her. She's not as good-looking as Abrielle, but still attractive, which her stern, serious look dampens.
She looks up at the trio as they enter, raising an eyebrow at the sight of the strange group - a fellow sun elf, an elf with rare and unfamiliar features, and a swarthy foreigner. "....Yes?" she asks, not certain what to make of it.
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Walking Dad
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A bit unsecure on his feat (the last drink wasn't alright) Storn stumbles out of the Treehouse. Seeeing Evanar he moves towards the wounded man: "Hey, what's up. Are u 'kay?"
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