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<blockquote data-quote="Emperor Valerian" data-source="post: 1335439" data-attributes="member: 15043"><p>With Hidalas’ call for raising troops in their minds after leaving, the party begins to realize how important tonight’s dinner with the Baron Valdonis might prove. Lucius asks everyone else to dress in their best clothes, while he is going to put on his father’s battle armor before heading out. Tess meanwhile made a quick run to where her brother was staying, and notified him of the offer... which he accepted on behalf of his men.</p><p></p><p>“Um... would that be wise for maintaining cover?” Tess asks after her return, and Lucius stops for a minute, and then agrees it would be rather dim. Instead, he’ll change into it at the Baron’s palace.</p><p></p><p>The party arrived back at the inn, and began readying themselves for the upcoming non-lethal battle. Tess dons her new glammered armor, as Shaun dons his royal outfit, which hasn’t seen use since the infamous incident with Ilia (aka Rosalyn). Pellaron will arrive as himself... his symbol of Hieroneous carries more weight than the finest of clothes, and Siabrey, with help from Tess, dons her painful red corseted dress (painful in that her wings are crushed against her body).</p><p></p><p>Seeing Siabrey in her dress, and knowing what book Lucius has, Shaun decides to try some humor with the lad.</p><p></p><p>“So... Lucius... you see Siabrey’s got a dress on?” he asks. Lucius looks up, and Shaun loses him for several minutes due to staring. The only thing that breaks the boy’s look is Siabrey’s glance in his direction. Both snap their heads away, blushing.</p><p></p><p>“Oh... um.. yes, I see the dress... she looks absolutely...” Lucius’ voice trails off.</p><p></p><p>“Delicious?” Shaun volunteers.</p><p></p><p>“Lovely,” Lucius scowls at Shaun, who breaks into a chuckle.</p><p></p><p>The party heads out a few hours before dusk, and ride through the city towards the Baronial Keep. Unlike the richer, more powerful Counts in Holstean, the Baron of Kulloden lives in a palace more akin to a castle or fortress than a palatial estate. Its walls are mottled dark grey, with a large tower, somewhat cremulated with decorative carvings along its sides. It doesn’t look like a pleasant place to the party...</p><p></p><p>As the party rides up, Tess functions as a herald, barking out that the Count of Holstean has arrived, and the large outer gates swing open. The party rides between a sea of halbelds as guardsmen are drawn up at attention on both sides. Siabrey remarks its rather impressive, while Lucius, now in the role of being a noble, remarks that it looks, “as if my dear cousin is kissing up to us.”</p><p></p><p>The party enters the main keep, where Lucius, devoid of appropriate words, asks if he can “freshen up.” The servants leading them are confused, but lead him to a small changing room where he dons his armor. When he comes out, clanking and ackwardly moving, Shaun starts to wonder.</p><p></p><p>“Um... how are you going to eat with that thing on?”</p><p></p><p>“I’m not,” Lucius said, “I’m here on business... the rest of you fill up as you please. I’ll eat later.”</p><p></p><p>Shaun starts to make a humorous comment, but decides against it as inside the Baron’s estate is not the appropriate place, and saying such a thing when both Lucius and Siabrey were there and within striking distance would not be the appropriate time. Perhaps if he was a little further away...</p><p></p><p>A grand steward comes out, and calls for the party to enter the private dinning hall. As they follow him into a tall, but rather smaller dining hall than the party is used to for nobility (considering their last noble feast experience was in the Countess’ massive banquet hall), it still carryings the requisite decor... mounted heads, gilt chandeliers, among others.</p><p></p><p>The Baron sits on one end of the table, and true to rumor, he does not sit in the chair, more flows within its boundaries. His hair is a tousled mass of black, and his skin is a sickly pallid color. When he speaks, his voice sounds thick, and his accent is clipped.</p><p></p><p>“Ah... my dear cousin Lucius! How do you fare?” No one in the party smiles.</p><p></p><p>“Fair enough, dear cousin,” Lucius growls more than speaks. The chief servant comes out again, and announces that appetizers will be plum, raisin, and roast puddings, with a main course of roasted pheasant or boar, to be followed by dessert requests. The party hardly notices... save a rather hungry Siabrey.</p><p></p><p><em>Dessert requests? Hmm... it has been such a long time since I’ve had a cream pie...</em> Siabrey’s mind runs a bit ahead of her and the present time.</p><p></p><p>“Please... be seated,” the Baron gestures, and rather warily the party sits down. “I am afraid that two of my other invitations, to your friends Brother Hidalas and Brother Harrapias, were turned down, so it shall be just us for the evening.” Tess’ eyes immediately narrow at the statement, though she can’t prove or pick up anything untoward... other than the man is slimy.</p><p></p><p>As the appetizers arrive, Lucius begins, “I will be blunt, cousin. I am here to ask for you help in raising troops to put down my mother’s rebellion.”</p><p></p><p>“Ah... so the young lion seeks to replace the old?” he says, and Lucius stiffens. The Baron then looks across the table towards the rest of the group, and says, “Ah, you look so pallid. Do not worry about the cares of the nobility... they are above the heads of mere... commoners and churchgoers.” The Baron’s voice remained steady and pleasant through the statement.</p><p></p><p><em>What the...</em> Tess’ mind snapped, and she came within inches of rising out of her seat. She didn’t have to look around the table to see Siabrey and Shaun both stiffen and glower at the Baron. The Baron himself had a pleasantly amused look on his face, until his eye’s met Lucius’, who to all seemed as if they had gone steel gray. Two minutes into talks, and the situation and already deteriorated.</p><p></p><p>“I would not talk about us ‘mere commoners’ like that, m’lord,” Tess said, somehow keeping her voice an even keel, “as these commoners were the ones that slew the demon that threatened your lands to the east.”</p><p></p><p>“And saved your cousin’s life,” Siabrey volunteered, with a nod to Shaun. <em>Not to mention care for you cousin far more than you do</em>, she wanted to snarl. The staff came and took the appetizers away, replacing them with boar and pheasant, which were served to the party as the air continued to grow tense.</p><p></p><p>“Ah, yes... well...” the Baron said rather uneasily, as even his fubbled brain could detect the tension in the room rising. “I would be <em>glad</em> to assist my cousin in putting down the rebellion... however to sign the orders authorizing a levy of forces will take some time and preparation... three months at the earliest.”</p><p></p><p>“Three months!?” Lucius snapped, and Siabrey shifted her seat back to stand before Shaun grabbed her arm. Tess, for her part, began to lose the calm sweetness that was normally her calm self.</p><p></p><p>“Do you realize, dear Baron,” she began, a smile on her lips, her voice respectful, but filled with such venom that it was frightening, “that those rebels could be marching here with five score thousand within a few weeks at the latest?” The Baron began to laugh.</p><p></p><p>“Where did you hear such foolishness?” he scoffed, only to have Pellaron snarl at him.</p><p></p><p>“From the Church of Hieroneous... who watches us all... and I know you are a devotee to him, Baron,” Pellaron gave a veiled threat. The Baron blanched a little, and then recovered.</p><p></p><p>“Nonetheless, it would require three months for...”</p><p></p><p>“Mobilization takes two weeks, my dear Baron... I am not a fool, do not presume me to be one!” Lucius snapped. Siabrey herself decided on the far more blunt route, adn drew her dagger and began to play with it in her hands.</p><p></p><p>“M’lord Lucius is a sharp weapon indeed... and there are many blades arrayed against him... blades that will be cut down. After he is victorious there, would you not want such a sharp weapon to be on your side after the dust clears?” The Baron visibly gulped, and had to cough hard to avoid choking on a tender piece of pheasant.</p><p></p><p><em>My, aren’t we blunt defending our man, tonight?</em> Tess’ mind asked, but to her surprise, Lucius nodded to Siabrey’s statement and glowered at the Baron.</p><p></p><p>“My dear cousin,” his own voice began with venom, “you will sign the papers calling the mobilization tonight, before I leave these chambers. Should you not, I daresay I shan’t want to think of the consequences that shall befall your status one this affair has ended.” Tess, sitting beside Lucius, also noticed with some alarm that his sword arm was resting on the hilt of his weapon, alternately gripping and releasing it.</p><p></p><p>Tess saw the situation was reaching a breaking point, and decided to apply the last bit of pressure. Turning to Lucius, she asked, “would you care for some harp music, my lord, just as a background to dinner?”</p><p></p><p>Even as the Baron’s mouths slipped to form the word no, Lucius’ loud, “Yes... there shall be harp music,” cut him off. </p><p></p><p><em>Thats right boy,</em> Tess thought as she strung up her instrument and began playing songs detailing the grisly fate of the orcs and demons that had faced the party, <em>You are nothing but a fool right now... a fool that is caught and will be crushed by a young boy if you step wrong.</em></p><p></p><p>The Baron was no fool, and saw this as well. Rather hurriedly he called in some servants, who brought int he requisite documents which he signed with his greasy hands. Lucius then stood, and signed them as well. Immediately afterwards, Lucius beckoned the party to stand.</p><p></p><p>“I am happy, dear cousin, that we have come to an understanding. At this time, unfortunately, I have other, more immediate business to attend to. Goodnight, Baron, and hopefully we shall see each other again on more... reasonable terms.” The party filed out, Lucius last, glowering at the fat lord the entire way.</p><p></p><p><em>Wow</em>, Siabrey thought on the way out, <em>my Lucius has grown... alot.</em> As she walked alongside Tess, she quietly whispered as much.</p><p></p><p>“He had no choice,” Tess whispered back, “his world was destroyed, and now he’s the highest ranking noble in the area. He has no choice... we are all he has left of his former world... his former life.” The two sentences sank hard into Siabrey, as Lucius went once again into the changing rooms, re-emerging in his familiar nondescript tunic and brown cloak.</p><p></p><p>“Lets head back, shall we, now that the vile business of the night is done?” he asked.</p><p></p><p>The party cantered out, and Siabrey’s stomach growled... she’d only gotten part of the main course, and her appetite for cream pie had yet to be fufilled. She whispered to herself that she hadn’t had any, and to her surprise, Lucius spurred his horse forward, and cut to the left of the surprsingly crowded street, and dipped into what looked to be an upscale bakery, reemerging a few minutes later with a single, rather large cream pie, which he hands to Siabrey.</p><p></p><p>“I hope thats worth five gold pieces,” he says, reining up his horse. </p><p></p><p><em>He bought that... for me? But he hasn’t eaten anything... </em></p><p></p><p>”Luke, I won’t eat any of this unless you take half of the pie,” Siabrey said.</p><p></p><p>“No, its your...”</p><p></p><p>“Take half,” she slightly more ordered than asked, and Lucius gingerly cut his part of the pie, and then ate it almost ravenously. Siabrey reasoned that he could likely have eaten the rest of the pie as well, but she decided not to push him by trying to offer more (and besides, it was good pie.. she needed some for herself!)</p><p></p><p>The party arrives back at the inn in a far better mood than they left. Valdonis’ commitment would give them almost 10,000 troops once the levies were complete. Most would be peasant levies... ill armed compared ot regular men at arms, but enough hopefully to be the start of the force that would march on Holstean.</p><p></p><p>In much better spirits, the party decides they might stay downstairs in the inn for a little while... at least to give Elenya time to fix their dinners (she’d volunteered to do the same as the night before). As Shaun walks in, she comes back from taking an order, walks over, checks to see if her uncle is watching (he’s yelling at an irate customer, so no), and delivers him a swift kiss in the mouth. </p><p></p><p>“What was that for?” he asks.</p><p></p><p>“Oh... nothing... just missed ya, thats all,” she grins. “Hmm... I’ll see you upstairs in about a half hour... right?” she winks with another one of those devilish grins as she walks back to the kitchen.</p><p></p><p>About two seconds later, she walks through the front door. Shaun and the rest of the party do a double take, as Elenya sashays up to Shaun, and strokes his cheek.</p><p></p><p>“I’ve changed my mind... lets go now. We’ll feed later,” her voice says, deeper and more husky. Shaun looks confused.</p><p></p><p><em>Oh... is she hot right now!</em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em>But didn’t she just go into...</em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em>NOPE! Logic doesn’t belong here! Hot woman wants to take me upstairs! Logic go away... don’t bother me! I’m going to be bizzay soon!</em> Shaun’s mind jumped.</p><p></p><p>Siabrey, far more proactive than any of the other confused people, walks back towards the kitchen.</p><p></p><p>And sees Elenya in the kitchen... she waves and asks whats going on.</p><p></p><p>The Elenya amorously wrapping herself around Shaun sees Siabrey do this over his shoulder... and strikes...</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Emperor Valerian, post: 1335439, member: 15043"] With Hidalas’ call for raising troops in their minds after leaving, the party begins to realize how important tonight’s dinner with the Baron Valdonis might prove. Lucius asks everyone else to dress in their best clothes, while he is going to put on his father’s battle armor before heading out. Tess meanwhile made a quick run to where her brother was staying, and notified him of the offer... which he accepted on behalf of his men. “Um... would that be wise for maintaining cover?” Tess asks after her return, and Lucius stops for a minute, and then agrees it would be rather dim. Instead, he’ll change into it at the Baron’s palace. The party arrived back at the inn, and began readying themselves for the upcoming non-lethal battle. Tess dons her new glammered armor, as Shaun dons his royal outfit, which hasn’t seen use since the infamous incident with Ilia (aka Rosalyn). Pellaron will arrive as himself... his symbol of Hieroneous carries more weight than the finest of clothes, and Siabrey, with help from Tess, dons her painful red corseted dress (painful in that her wings are crushed against her body). Seeing Siabrey in her dress, and knowing what book Lucius has, Shaun decides to try some humor with the lad. “So... Lucius... you see Siabrey’s got a dress on?” he asks. Lucius looks up, and Shaun loses him for several minutes due to staring. The only thing that breaks the boy’s look is Siabrey’s glance in his direction. Both snap their heads away, blushing. “Oh... um.. yes, I see the dress... she looks absolutely...” Lucius’ voice trails off. “Delicious?” Shaun volunteers. “Lovely,” Lucius scowls at Shaun, who breaks into a chuckle. The party heads out a few hours before dusk, and ride through the city towards the Baronial Keep. Unlike the richer, more powerful Counts in Holstean, the Baron of Kulloden lives in a palace more akin to a castle or fortress than a palatial estate. Its walls are mottled dark grey, with a large tower, somewhat cremulated with decorative carvings along its sides. It doesn’t look like a pleasant place to the party... As the party rides up, Tess functions as a herald, barking out that the Count of Holstean has arrived, and the large outer gates swing open. The party rides between a sea of halbelds as guardsmen are drawn up at attention on both sides. Siabrey remarks its rather impressive, while Lucius, now in the role of being a noble, remarks that it looks, “as if my dear cousin is kissing up to us.” The party enters the main keep, where Lucius, devoid of appropriate words, asks if he can “freshen up.” The servants leading them are confused, but lead him to a small changing room where he dons his armor. When he comes out, clanking and ackwardly moving, Shaun starts to wonder. “Um... how are you going to eat with that thing on?” “I’m not,” Lucius said, “I’m here on business... the rest of you fill up as you please. I’ll eat later.” Shaun starts to make a humorous comment, but decides against it as inside the Baron’s estate is not the appropriate place, and saying such a thing when both Lucius and Siabrey were there and within striking distance would not be the appropriate time. Perhaps if he was a little further away... A grand steward comes out, and calls for the party to enter the private dinning hall. As they follow him into a tall, but rather smaller dining hall than the party is used to for nobility (considering their last noble feast experience was in the Countess’ massive banquet hall), it still carryings the requisite decor... mounted heads, gilt chandeliers, among others. The Baron sits on one end of the table, and true to rumor, he does not sit in the chair, more flows within its boundaries. His hair is a tousled mass of black, and his skin is a sickly pallid color. When he speaks, his voice sounds thick, and his accent is clipped. “Ah... my dear cousin Lucius! How do you fare?” No one in the party smiles. “Fair enough, dear cousin,” Lucius growls more than speaks. The chief servant comes out again, and announces that appetizers will be plum, raisin, and roast puddings, with a main course of roasted pheasant or boar, to be followed by dessert requests. The party hardly notices... save a rather hungry Siabrey. [i]Dessert requests? Hmm... it has been such a long time since I’ve had a cream pie...[/i] Siabrey’s mind runs a bit ahead of her and the present time. “Please... be seated,” the Baron gestures, and rather warily the party sits down. “I am afraid that two of my other invitations, to your friends Brother Hidalas and Brother Harrapias, were turned down, so it shall be just us for the evening.” Tess’ eyes immediately narrow at the statement, though she can’t prove or pick up anything untoward... other than the man is slimy. As the appetizers arrive, Lucius begins, “I will be blunt, cousin. I am here to ask for you help in raising troops to put down my mother’s rebellion.” “Ah... so the young lion seeks to replace the old?” he says, and Lucius stiffens. The Baron then looks across the table towards the rest of the group, and says, “Ah, you look so pallid. Do not worry about the cares of the nobility... they are above the heads of mere... commoners and churchgoers.” The Baron’s voice remained steady and pleasant through the statement. [i]What the...[/i] Tess’ mind snapped, and she came within inches of rising out of her seat. She didn’t have to look around the table to see Siabrey and Shaun both stiffen and glower at the Baron. The Baron himself had a pleasantly amused look on his face, until his eye’s met Lucius’, who to all seemed as if they had gone steel gray. Two minutes into talks, and the situation and already deteriorated. “I would not talk about us ‘mere commoners’ like that, m’lord,” Tess said, somehow keeping her voice an even keel, “as these commoners were the ones that slew the demon that threatened your lands to the east.” “And saved your cousin’s life,” Siabrey volunteered, with a nod to Shaun. [i]Not to mention care for you cousin far more than you do[/i], she wanted to snarl. The staff came and took the appetizers away, replacing them with boar and pheasant, which were served to the party as the air continued to grow tense. “Ah, yes... well...” the Baron said rather uneasily, as even his fubbled brain could detect the tension in the room rising. “I would be [i]glad[/i] to assist my cousin in putting down the rebellion... however to sign the orders authorizing a levy of forces will take some time and preparation... three months at the earliest.” “Three months!?” Lucius snapped, and Siabrey shifted her seat back to stand before Shaun grabbed her arm. Tess, for her part, began to lose the calm sweetness that was normally her calm self. “Do you realize, dear Baron,” she began, a smile on her lips, her voice respectful, but filled with such venom that it was frightening, “that those rebels could be marching here with five score thousand within a few weeks at the latest?” The Baron began to laugh. “Where did you hear such foolishness?” he scoffed, only to have Pellaron snarl at him. “From the Church of Hieroneous... who watches us all... and I know you are a devotee to him, Baron,” Pellaron gave a veiled threat. The Baron blanched a little, and then recovered. “Nonetheless, it would require three months for...” “Mobilization takes two weeks, my dear Baron... I am not a fool, do not presume me to be one!” Lucius snapped. Siabrey herself decided on the far more blunt route, adn drew her dagger and began to play with it in her hands. “M’lord Lucius is a sharp weapon indeed... and there are many blades arrayed against him... blades that will be cut down. After he is victorious there, would you not want such a sharp weapon to be on your side after the dust clears?” The Baron visibly gulped, and had to cough hard to avoid choking on a tender piece of pheasant. [i]My, aren’t we blunt defending our man, tonight?[/i] Tess’ mind asked, but to her surprise, Lucius nodded to Siabrey’s statement and glowered at the Baron. “My dear cousin,” his own voice began with venom, “you will sign the papers calling the mobilization tonight, before I leave these chambers. Should you not, I daresay I shan’t want to think of the consequences that shall befall your status one this affair has ended.” Tess, sitting beside Lucius, also noticed with some alarm that his sword arm was resting on the hilt of his weapon, alternately gripping and releasing it. Tess saw the situation was reaching a breaking point, and decided to apply the last bit of pressure. Turning to Lucius, she asked, “would you care for some harp music, my lord, just as a background to dinner?” Even as the Baron’s mouths slipped to form the word no, Lucius’ loud, “Yes... there shall be harp music,” cut him off. [i]Thats right boy,[/i] Tess thought as she strung up her instrument and began playing songs detailing the grisly fate of the orcs and demons that had faced the party, [i]You are nothing but a fool right now... a fool that is caught and will be crushed by a young boy if you step wrong.[/i] The Baron was no fool, and saw this as well. Rather hurriedly he called in some servants, who brought int he requisite documents which he signed with his greasy hands. Lucius then stood, and signed them as well. Immediately afterwards, Lucius beckoned the party to stand. “I am happy, dear cousin, that we have come to an understanding. At this time, unfortunately, I have other, more immediate business to attend to. Goodnight, Baron, and hopefully we shall see each other again on more... reasonable terms.” The party filed out, Lucius last, glowering at the fat lord the entire way. [i]Wow[/i], Siabrey thought on the way out, [i]my Lucius has grown... alot.[/i] As she walked alongside Tess, she quietly whispered as much. “He had no choice,” Tess whispered back, “his world was destroyed, and now he’s the highest ranking noble in the area. He has no choice... we are all he has left of his former world... his former life.” The two sentences sank hard into Siabrey, as Lucius went once again into the changing rooms, re-emerging in his familiar nondescript tunic and brown cloak. “Lets head back, shall we, now that the vile business of the night is done?” he asked. The party cantered out, and Siabrey’s stomach growled... she’d only gotten part of the main course, and her appetite for cream pie had yet to be fufilled. She whispered to herself that she hadn’t had any, and to her surprise, Lucius spurred his horse forward, and cut to the left of the surprsingly crowded street, and dipped into what looked to be an upscale bakery, reemerging a few minutes later with a single, rather large cream pie, which he hands to Siabrey. “I hope thats worth five gold pieces,” he says, reining up his horse. [i]He bought that... for me? But he hasn’t eaten anything... [/i] ”Luke, I won’t eat any of this unless you take half of the pie,” Siabrey said. “No, its your...” “Take half,” she slightly more ordered than asked, and Lucius gingerly cut his part of the pie, and then ate it almost ravenously. Siabrey reasoned that he could likely have eaten the rest of the pie as well, but she decided not to push him by trying to offer more (and besides, it was good pie.. she needed some for herself!) The party arrives back at the inn in a far better mood than they left. Valdonis’ commitment would give them almost 10,000 troops once the levies were complete. Most would be peasant levies... ill armed compared ot regular men at arms, but enough hopefully to be the start of the force that would march on Holstean. In much better spirits, the party decides they might stay downstairs in the inn for a little while... at least to give Elenya time to fix their dinners (she’d volunteered to do the same as the night before). As Shaun walks in, she comes back from taking an order, walks over, checks to see if her uncle is watching (he’s yelling at an irate customer, so no), and delivers him a swift kiss in the mouth. “What was that for?” he asks. “Oh... nothing... just missed ya, thats all,” she grins. “Hmm... I’ll see you upstairs in about a half hour... right?” she winks with another one of those devilish grins as she walks back to the kitchen. About two seconds later, she walks through the front door. Shaun and the rest of the party do a double take, as Elenya sashays up to Shaun, and strokes his cheek. “I’ve changed my mind... lets go now. We’ll feed later,” her voice says, deeper and more husky. Shaun looks confused. [i]Oh... is she hot right now! But didn’t she just go into... NOPE! Logic doesn’t belong here! Hot woman wants to take me upstairs! Logic go away... don’t bother me! I’m going to be bizzay soon![/i] Shaun’s mind jumped. Siabrey, far more proactive than any of the other confused people, walks back towards the kitchen. And sees Elenya in the kitchen... she waves and asks whats going on. The Elenya amorously wrapping herself around Shaun sees Siabrey do this over his shoulder... and strikes... [/QUOTE]
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