Insight's Dark Sun: Burning Sands Campaign - IC

[drothgery]

[sblock=ooc]
This is a bit difficult to write, because as conceptualized, Brandis is really good at manipulating people, and by the numbers is pretty good for a 1st-level character, but I'm not quite sure how to write this, especially when interacting with PCs...
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He'd had a lot of ideas on how to feel out the other prisoners. Pretend to be a madman, perhaps? He could say nearly anything if the guards believed him mad. But who would follow a madman? No one would think it strange if he sneaked off with a young female slave -- he knew how he looked, scars or no, and he could be extremely charming when he wanted to be. But that somehow felt like a betrayal of Micala.

"Elohasi wants her meal. I could do for something myself, if anything is prepared." He might be wrong about the girl. But as a templar, he had been responsible for evaluating arcane and psionic potential among certain segments of the population, and sometimes granting children the dubious gift of training in those arts to serve Balic. And she was a natural if he ever saw one.

 

[Shayuri]

The slave Brandis was addressing seemed distracted, staring out at one of the large tents set up farther in the camp. Servants were delivering water to whoever was inside. At his words she actually started and quickly looked around at him, eyes wide. Her mouth opened, but as per usual, she didn't utter a word. She hadn't said anything to anyone, ever, as far as he could remember.

She did understand though, for she quickly nodded and started bustling about, gathering ingredients and dishes and set a pan over the fire to start it heating. She took a pair of wooden mugs out as well, and managed to dunk them both in the water before it was hauled out by yet another pair of slaves. One of them she presented to Brandis with a shy smile.

 

[DistractingFlare]

As Kesh makes his way back from the depths of the shaft, pushing the burdensome cart ahead of him as if it were little more than nothing, he pricks his ears up at the sound of the swirling wind outside.

"The light coming from the exit burns beautifully today," he thinks.

Still on edge from his encounter with the fat overseer, Kesh narrows his eyes and tries to listen for signs of trouble in the mine.

[sblock=Perception Check]DM can roll for me, if he so chooses. Kesh's total bonus is +11.[/sblock]

Regardless of what he hears, he stops pushing the cart for a moment to wipe the sweat from his smooth brow.

 

[Insight]

[sblock=Perception Check]DM can roll for me, if he so chooses. Kesh's total bonus is +11.[/sblock]

Regardless of what he hears, he stops pushing the cart for a moment to wipe the sweat from his smooth brow.

[sblock=Perception check result]Kesh hears the sounds of miners in some sort of commotion. It must be far down the mine, as the noises are quite faint, even to the elf's sensitive ears.

No one else in Kesh's vicinity seems to hear the commotion, as they do not react to it.[/sblock]

 

[Insight]

Elohasi, dressed in silk fineries hardly befitting a slave in a salt mining camp, appears in the kitchen, bearing plates and cutlery. "Good morning," she says nonchalantly to Amica and Brandis. Elohasi dumps the load in a bin set aside for dirty dishes. "I believe there are some aaracokra eggs fresh from yesterday's delivery. The master would have those prepared as soon as possible."

The slave moves to an opening in the tent. "The wind is a bit stiff, is it not? I wonder if a sandstorm approaches. You remember the last one, of course. Still, we'll be safe in here, right?"

 

[stonegod]

Zimno made his way back slowly, trying to glimpse the outside. It was likely futile, but he would try.
[sblock=OOC]Zimno needs to lay low for a bit and somehow get out without being shackled/blinded. Lets try some (pathetic) Stealth to sneak out: . Huh.[/sblock]

 

[Insight]

Zimno made his way back slowly, trying to glimpse the outside. It was likely futile, but he would try.
[sblock=OOC]Zimno needs to lay low for a bit and somehow get out without being shackled/blinded. Lets try some (pathetic) Stealth to sneak out: . Huh.[/sblock]

Zimno has no trouble making it back to the main House Njeer tent. While crossing the open space between Mine Shaft C and the big tent, Zimno notices that the wind has picked up considerably and he has to shield his eyes and mouth from the dust and sand being kicked up.

 

[DistractingFlare]

Kesh is intrigued by the sound of commotion in the mine. Although his cart is full, he turns it around and pushes it back into the depths of the mine.

"I wonder if Akkor is beating the slaves again..."

Kesh continues toward the noise abandons his cart in order to get as close as possible to the clamor without allowing himself to be seen. He lurks along the cavern walls, not considering the consequences of leaving his cart - only hoping for a moment's reprieve from the thought of The Officer.

[sblock=Stealth]Kesh has a +9 bonus to stealth.[/sblock]

"...or perhaps the slaves are beating Akkor. I would do my best to deal him a crack to the head."

 

[Insight]

Kesh is intrigued by the sound of commotion in the mine. Although his cart is full, he turns it around and pushes it back into the depths of the mine.

"I wonder if Akkor is beating the slaves again..."

Kesh continues toward the noise abandons his cart in order to get as close as possible to the clamor without allowing himself to be seen. He lurks along the cavern walls, not considering the consequences of leaving his cart - only hoping for a moment's reprieve from the thought of The Officer.

[sblock=Stealth]Kesh has a +9 bonus to stealth.[/sblock]

"...or perhaps the slaves are beating Akkor. I would do my best to deal him a crack to the head."

As Kesh moves down Shaft C, he again hears commotion. This time, the noise is more discernable: miners shouting, rocks falling, people running. Kesh can determine that this is coming from some point around a curve in the mine shaft, maybe 100-150ft from where he stands.

 

[DistractingFlare]

Kesh immediately runs back to the entrance of the mineshaft, specifically looking for Korg, Horrin, or (at worst) Jakkar.

"Master, come quickly. Trouble at the bottom of Shaft C. Sounds like a rockslide. Bring help. The men are in danger."

The urgency in Kesh's face hides a fraction of the truth.

"At least I'm not in danger," he thinks with a grimace. "...yet."