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<blockquote data-quote="Kaodi" data-source="post: 6497059" data-attributes="member: 1231"><p>Olrich had moved his chair back a short distance from the table and was sitting with legs crossed one over the other and a disinterested look on his face as he slowly and deliberately wrote in some sort of journal he held in one hand. Every so often he would move to dip his quill in the inkpot he had placed on the table. </p><p></p><p>It was a motley bunch that was for sure. But it would likely suit his needs well enough. Upon arriving in Torch the arcanist had relaxed a bit before getting down to business. A newcomer, after all, should not seem too over eager in asking questions about people. That would invite unwanted scrutiny. </p><p></p><p>Olrich had scoped out the general store first. Inconspicuous enough, as everyone tended to have business at the 'general' store. He had crossed paths with Vandor Corthe, now sitting across from him, at that time. Though he had not firmly made he connection that this was the man he was looking for until arriving at this meeting to see him among the others. </p><p></p><p>No, his real introduction to this band had come from a most unexpected source: while inquiring after Khonnir Baine he was intercepted by the diminutive rat-man Twist, Khonnir's associate. During the course of a <em>very</em> guarded conversation he had learned of the wizard's disappearance. He had thought that lead might be a dead end, but when Twist mentioned gathering a band of folks to investigate things happening in Torch of late Olrich had cautiously voiced interest in joining. </p><p></p><p>So while the arcanist feigned disinterest in truth he was taking his measure of the others. The woman Hailey carried some sort of experimental weapon he believed might be what one of his cousins had referred to as a 'pistol' . He thought the design had originated in the South, so it was interesting to see one being carried in Numeria, though perhaps not that incredible given some of the tales he had heard already in his short time here. If its origin was not Numeria though it fell outside the scope of his mission to study its workings except maybe in passing.</p><p></p><p>Vandor was apparently some kind of divine savant, though he had arrived with a more traditionally trained priestess, Aja. Certainly skills that would be invaluable if they got into any scrapes, but both of them seemingly had a 'virtuous' streak that he could have done without. No one in his family would be making any money if they thought in that sort of way.</p><p></p><p>What Twist, the rat-man, or 'ratfolk' as he apparently preferred to be called, brought to the table was a bit of a mystery, but if a wizard of Baine's caliber had trusted him then he must have his uses. <em>Who</em> he brought to the table though, now that was a most delicious question. Who should turn out to be 'bested bud' in the <em>whole</em> World but the mysterious anti-Technic League agitator Zeta? </p><p></p><p>That she was different anyone could see when she was not wearing her mask. But while Olrich had seen maybe amazing (and horrible) creatures and species in his time, she was different someone. And he had a feeling that figuring her out might be as useful to the Henderthanes as any cache of exotic weapons. </p><p></p><p>Now was not the time to press the issue though, not if he expected they would be working together. Why intrude with ugly questions right now when he could learn the answers just by watching. No, Olrich Henderthane, or rather Olrich 'Kentarre' as he introduced himself these days, played the long game.</p><p></p><p>As he follows the conversation his lips turn into a very slight frown as he confesses, "<span style="color: #990000">I am afraid that in my short time in your <em>luxurious</em> town I have not heard anything more than the gossip of idle serving wenches and rag washers. So for leads I must, alas, defer to the rest of you.</span>" After a short pause he quips, "<span style="color: #990000">If anyone is looking to stock up though before venturing into whatever hole seems most opportune then I hear there might be a sale at <em>Tempting Tonics</em>.</span>"</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Kaodi, post: 6497059, member: 1231"] Olrich had moved his chair back a short distance from the table and was sitting with legs crossed one over the other and a disinterested look on his face as he slowly and deliberately wrote in some sort of journal he held in one hand. Every so often he would move to dip his quill in the inkpot he had placed on the table. It was a motley bunch that was for sure. But it would likely suit his needs well enough. Upon arriving in Torch the arcanist had relaxed a bit before getting down to business. A newcomer, after all, should not seem too over eager in asking questions about people. That would invite unwanted scrutiny. Olrich had scoped out the general store first. Inconspicuous enough, as everyone tended to have business at the 'general' store. He had crossed paths with Vandor Corthe, now sitting across from him, at that time. Though he had not firmly made he connection that this was the man he was looking for until arriving at this meeting to see him among the others. No, his real introduction to this band had come from a most unexpected source: while inquiring after Khonnir Baine he was intercepted by the diminutive rat-man Twist, Khonnir's associate. During the course of a [I]very[/I] guarded conversation he had learned of the wizard's disappearance. He had thought that lead might be a dead end, but when Twist mentioned gathering a band of folks to investigate things happening in Torch of late Olrich had cautiously voiced interest in joining. So while the arcanist feigned disinterest in truth he was taking his measure of the others. The woman Hailey carried some sort of experimental weapon he believed might be what one of his cousins had referred to as a 'pistol' . He thought the design had originated in the South, so it was interesting to see one being carried in Numeria, though perhaps not that incredible given some of the tales he had heard already in his short time here. If its origin was not Numeria though it fell outside the scope of his mission to study its workings except maybe in passing. Vandor was apparently some kind of divine savant, though he had arrived with a more traditionally trained priestess, Aja. Certainly skills that would be invaluable if they got into any scrapes, but both of them seemingly had a 'virtuous' streak that he could have done without. No one in his family would be making any money if they thought in that sort of way. What Twist, the rat-man, or 'ratfolk' as he apparently preferred to be called, brought to the table was a bit of a mystery, but if a wizard of Baine's caliber had trusted him then he must have his uses. [I]Who[/I] he brought to the table though, now that was a most delicious question. Who should turn out to be 'bested bud' in the [I]whole[/I] World but the mysterious anti-Technic League agitator Zeta? That she was different anyone could see when she was not wearing her mask. But while Olrich had seen maybe amazing (and horrible) creatures and species in his time, she was different someone. And he had a feeling that figuring her out might be as useful to the Henderthanes as any cache of exotic weapons. Now was not the time to press the issue though, not if he expected they would be working together. Why intrude with ugly questions right now when he could learn the answers just by watching. No, Olrich Henderthane, or rather Olrich 'Kentarre' as he introduced himself these days, played the long game. As he follows the conversation his lips turn into a very slight frown as he confesses, "[COLOR="#990000"]I am afraid that in my short time in your [I]luxurious[/I] town I have not heard anything more than the gossip of idle serving wenches and rag washers. So for leads I must, alas, defer to the rest of you.[/COLOR]" After a short pause he quips, "[COLOR="#990000"]If anyone is looking to stock up though before venturing into whatever hole seems most opportune then I hear there might be a sale at [I]Tempting Tonics[/I].[/COLOR]" [/QUOTE]
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