IR Aftermath (Those Dead PCs are back in action! )

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[Court of Twilight 6pm]

One of the most up market taverns/inns in the known world, pretty much the exclusive tavern of the elected nobility, not that anyone is made to feel unwelcome, but the price for the service (worth it at twice the price according to most) tends to keep the average drow away except on special occassions. The tavern is currently occupied by 20 people, 3 waitresses ( all of noble blood) one has purple draconic wings, one has the more traditional feathered drow wings and one is wingless. The Barkeep, an orc male, mans the bar. The remaining 16 people consists of a Storm Giant and an Orc sitting at the bar trying to drink each other under the table. And 3 tables of 3 minor nobles each as well as a table of 5 merchants, here for a night out. Everyone seems to be enjoying themselves.
 

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Ilalielthin smiles as they finally reach the tavern, thrilled to be in his own element once again. He turns to his fellow party members and grins. He then turns back and steps on into the tavern, striding straight over to the Barkeep.

He says, "Greetings, bartender. I am Ilalielthin, a traveling Bard. I would like to reserve a room here for a week. I'd also like a table for me and my companions." Ilalielthin waits for the response, and puts down the neccessary gold, and hearing the Barkeeps response waves to his companions and indicates one of the four empty tables.

He continues on, saying "I would also like to purchase some fine wine, Elverquist if possible. And a bowl with three mugs of Honey Mead filling it, as well as six fresh Salmon." Ilalielthin flashes a brilliant smile as he hands over the gold to the bartender, and while he waits for the bartender to get the required items, goes over and begins mingling with the taverns occupants.

He asks about the local laws, the important people about town, any suspicious doings and generally makes small talk. He also inquires about the three lovely barmaids in the tavern, and throws a wink at all of them when they notice his inquiries.

Ilalielthin sidles back on over to the bar when he sees that which he purchased is ready, and brings the bowl of Honey Mead and six fresh Salmon over to the parties table, putting down both in front of Yogi, as he says, "Eat and drink well, my friend! I'm sure you'll enjoy this repast."

He turns back to the party and speaks, saying, "I believe I have found a few pieces of information you'll all be interested in hearing. However, before I continue, I'd like to know if any of you plan on staying in this fine establishment? I myself have reserved a room for a week. The choice is yours, of course, though I would like to keep the party together if possible."
 

"Well, my bardic friend, I for one am not going to stay here. Tonight, I'll build a small place for myself and I intent to rest there."

"Right now, however, I have some other business to attend to. It won't take that long. I will be here tomorrow morning, if it might take longer than expected. I'm really not the kind of guy who likes to spend his evening drinking in the local tavern."

"You can, however, assume that I am here, since I will leave him (he he nods to the helmed horror) here and he will tell me of your future plans to solve our little problem."

"No, if you'll excuse me"

He speaks some words and vanishes into the astral plane.

[Kalanyr, I'm going to buy some Oerthblood. Enough to make a quarterstaff. I have about 100.000 GP left, would that be enough? At night, I will play my Lyre of Building to make a house with a forge.]
 
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[ooc: I'm the druid, TCE is the bard.]

Faysaran sits down at the table and watches as Yogi enjoys the salmon and beer and then colaspses asleep on the floor.

"Ilalielthin, did you find out anything important over there? We probably need to find more information about this place and where the cultists meet unless you got something. If necessary I can ask nature what it has seen. Oh and please refrain from getting Yogi drunk, he gets rather uppity then yelling for a BooBoo and that he is smarter than the average bear."

"Since Yogi is zonked out here I shall pay for a room here because he is rather heavy to carry."
 

Anabstercorian glides in to a slow stop, whipping the lightcycle in to its storage form, leaving Nyovne dangling from his waist for a moment before she drops. << Let's meet up with the others. You can borrow the lightcycle later, Nyovne, if you behave. >>

He strides inside, all of his weapons hidden under his flowing cloak, though he reeks of magic, and immediately approaches Ilalielthin and Faysaran. << Greetings, my allies. Faysaran, are you prepared to use divining magic? It is likely the fastest way to determine our next step. Nosing about the city could provoke untoward suspicion. Of course, I admit I haven't been especially stealthy... >> He looks momentarily sheepish, then turns to the bartender and orders a synthlobe.
 

Ilalielthin smiles as he sits down at the table, and responds to Faysaran, addressing him and the rest of the group, "Indeed I have found out a few things about the area. I shall do my best to relate what I've found out."

"First, I inquired about any possible Cults Of Melkor operating in the area. There are some rumors going around that there are strange meetings in the forest on the surface on the moonless nights in this area. Interestingly enough, the Moon is always full here, but five nights out of the month it is completely hidden from view, and cannot be seen. If you wish to investigate this matter, the next moonless night will be occuring tomorrow."

Ilalielthing goes on, "It's rumored that there may be someone infiltrating the Court and the Academy here, and many fear that an insider is behind the issues we've come to address."

"The power structure is based on an interesting system, called a Meritocracy. Nobles here are elected for a term of one decade, based on their own abilities. As such, many of the Nobles in this town are quite powerful in their own right.

I suspect the main reason we were brought in was not so much because of our power, but because of the fact we are relatively unknown, and the suspicion it may be one of these powerful Nobles who is behind the troubles in this area."

Ilalielthin continues further, quietly glancing around as he does so, "There are various opinions on who runs the area. Some people claim it's Altryss, who is the Head Of The Academy and the Head Noble here. Some claim it's the Spymaster, some say it's really an Avatar or Fae that's running things.

"There aren't really any laws here, though I get the feeling the inhabitants basically practice a sort of vigiliantism on those who harm others or cause trouble"


Ilalielthin glances over at one of the barmaids as he moves on,

"The important people and groups in towns are considered to be The Council Of Mages, Alytryss, the Spymaster, the Head Priestess Eclavdra, who coincedentally is married to Alytryss, by the way, Valys the Unseelie, the 10 Nobles, whom I shall detail in a moment, Keraptis the Eccentric maker of mazes, and it is rumored there is an Avatar around somehwere as well."

Ilalielthin begins to go into detail as he takes in the stage and the gambling in the tavern, and says, "The nobles we should be aware of are the following: Alytryss, the Head noble here, was a Deep Dragon and a Lyseeri. He is a powerful archmage, and it's said he's able to access the twelfth sphere of magic.

"He has final say on most of the doings of the city, and is considered the de facto leader here. He's also rumored to be the Spymaster. Other than that, I couldn't garner any information on this Spymaster."

Ilalielthin looks back at his companions, and continues,

"Eclavdra, the High Priestess here, is a Drow female that fought, and died against Jubliex, the Demon Lord, after which she was ressurected. It is said she too can access the twelfth sphere of magic, she refused to become a noble. She was also a former cleric of Lolth. She's married to Alytryss, as I mentioned before."

Ilalielthin grins, and continues ever onward, saying "Valys the Unseelie I could gain no information on, save for the fact he is the head of the Thieves Guild here. He is almost as hard to gain information on as the Spymaster."

"Keraptis the Eccentric, a Wizard of some power. He is renowned for once having built death trap mazes. He now builds fun houses with artifacts at the end of the maze. Apparently, he is quite capable of making them. It's said he's not to be trifled with, and as his name should indicate, is considered a tad eccentric. He also has a seat on the Council Of The Academy."

Ilalielthin stretches back and pats Yogi on the head while he continues,

"Elaugaufein, a Drow with four arms, skilled in both magic, woodland lore and stealth. I could gain little information on him, other than his skills and the fact he is said to absolutely despise the Drow Goddess Lolth."

"As well, we have the Storm Giant named Stormcloud, and an Orcan warrior that goes by the name of Blood-Drinker. Stormcloud is said to hold great wisdom, is quite formidable in a brawl, and drinks quite a bit, though he never seems the worse for it."

"It's said that Blood-Drinker, in the times of evil, slew a Titan single handedly, and he's quite a one for drink as well. Coincedentally, those two are currently holding a drinking contest over at the bar."

Ilalielthin inclines his head toward the massive Storm Giant drinking with the fierce looking Orc over at the bar, and then continues onward as he gazes at another of the barmaids,

"There is also Thelos, a female Elven Bard, said to be incredibly beautiful and with skills in performance that put my own humble talents to shame. It's said she possesses some strange knowledge about The Elder Ones, and from what I know of her, she could gut Cthulhu single handedly. She's also quite a nice person, I hear."

Ilalielthin inclines back in his chair as he finishes up,

"And finally, we have Lastus, an extremely rich Red Dragon, the most ancient of all the Dragons from what was the Hellspires. He's the head merchant here as well."

"The final rumor I heard was of that of an Avatar, of Kalanyr. A very strange looking Drow with fiendish wings, looking very sad, perhaps mourning for something, has been rumored to be hunting in the forests above, looking for someone, or something."

"Such a form is a known manifestation of Kalanyrs Avatar, however, whether these sightings hold any basis in fact is unknown."

Ilalielthin smiles and says,

"Well, I hope that information helps you all. I think I'm going to do a performance or two here, and then perhaps socialize and gamble a bit. Tell me if you decide to leave or stay, and whether or not we shall be going to the surface to possibly investigate the rumor of strange meetings in the forest above ground."

So saying, Ilalielthin moves away from the table, and goes over to the stage, waving to the small audience as he begins to play his flute, and then his harp.
 
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Traal sits down at the table, putting his haversack on the back of the chair.

Turning to the rest of the party, "It is interesting, what Ilalielthin discovered. On the subject of the cult, perhaps as our only lead, we should investigate that. However, we should take great care, for if the information Ilalielthin gleaned holds truth, they may already be aware of us. But it is still a rumor."

"On the subject of the nobles, we need not worry about the spymaster. I feel his plans do not oppose ours."

"The high-priestess we also need not worry about, for one who died for the life of others will not throw her lot in with murderers."

"The Unseelie may be one to be investigated."

"Keraptis we may want to investigate further, although I doubt anything will come of it. However, it seems as if he may be able to assist us with further information, for those that are thought mentally imbalanced are likely overlooked when secrets pass to and fro."

"I for one would appreciate more infomation on the four-armed drow, as not all who despise Lolth are necessarily good."

"Stormcloud and Blood-Drinker also need no consideration from appearences."

"Thelos... hm... she too should perhaps be investigated, for those who hold the eye and the ear are familiar with manipulation."

"I doubt Lastus would deal in such matters as a cult, for, as the head merchant, he likely has far too much to loose should something of that sort go badly."

"Meanwhile, it is my opinion that we should investigate the forest where the cultists are rumored to meet, after all, if they meet each sevenday, they may have left some sort of track, or evidence. And even if not, perhaps (nodding to Faysaran) you can divine information from the forest itself. Perhaps, if indeed the cultists meet, they drove creatures away from the area they use, after all, they might have reason to worry about polymorphed spies."

"As for myself, I will return here twice an hour from now, as I see the need to take care of some buisness of a personal nature."

Traal then walks over to the bar and engages the orc there in conversation, asking about what the different sections of the city are like, and about any other taverns, he is especially interested in the poorer locations, the area around the academy, and the houses of Altryss and Keraptis. (Gather Information 1d20+34, if necessary)
 
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Giggling and chuckling as Zizz glides to a halt, and obviously having enjoyed the ride Nyovne suddenly finds herself hanging onto the waist of an Illithid. She lets go and drops onto the ground where she laughs some more. Zizz picks her up and she dusts of her clothes.

"Jee, thanks Zizz, that thing is sooo cool! And thanks for showing me around town and giving me that ride!"

Zizz offers the possible use of that marvelous piece of work in the future is she would behave and as an answer to that Nyovne works around him and a few feet away she slows down and looks around, bright tingling blue and white eyes with a purplish glow over them glaring over the top of her sunglasses. She turns around again, chuckling, throws her hair over her shoulders and walks to the entrance.

"Comming my knight on shining cicle?"

And as the enters the door she stops for a moment and looks up.

"Euhh wow now this aint what we back home used to call a door, a giant could fit through this! Let's go Zizz, lets find out what they serve here. This place is supposed to be good!"


After entering the Tavern she orders a nice cool glass of milk and sits down with the rest of them. After sitting down and putting her shades away she looks around the tavern for a sign of Traal who is apparently still not here and she thinks for a moment what is keeping him.

She looks up again when the elven bard sits down and tells them what he found out and asks what they are all up to and in for to investigate. After having all the information typed down in her laptop while the bard shared his knowledge she shuts it again and puts it away so Traal can read up on what exactly he missed later on.

Nyovne looks around for a few minutes while enjoying the music from the bard. Then quite a while later on when the bard has finished his performance she walks over to the Helmed Horror and looks up.

"Well aren't we all tall around here. But well you know what they say about small women huh? *Chuckle* Well I guess YOU don't!"

She walks around the thing inspecting it and knocking on its plate and glaring and the radiance that comes from the joints and the purple light that emits from where the eyes should be... if it would have had eyes.

"Hey you like purple as well, great my favorite color as well. Well I didn't know constructs had taste. *chuckle* But what I really wanted to ask was where your masters little "lodge" might be. If it's a bit closer to the surface where I can access the global net I might be interested in some housing there if we are staying here for a while. Without the usual heaps of available new information, I feel so... incomplete. Like a Wizard without the Weave huh? "

After that she reaches out on her toes and is just barely able to tap the Helmed Horror on its shoulder.

"Thanks mate, well be hearing from ya in the mornin' I guess."

Nyovne crosses to room and walks over to the Bard where she waits for him to finish his conversation with one of the waitresses.
When he finishes she walks up to him.

"Heh, nice thing you got going on there. But I'd like to inquire some about Valys if you don't mind. Fey to fey and thief to thief I might be able to find some more information on him. But first I'd like to search out that possible meeting tomorrow evening.... it's the only concrete thing we got and a first chance to gain direct information if we can evesdrop abit on those guys if they actually are out there. And besides, if I can access the global net I might be able to dig some stuff up on these guys from here."

After that she turns around and heads for her chair again and goes to have some more chit chat about technology and vehicles with Zizz. She also asks him about the things he did in the war.

And while doing this she keeps an eye out for Traal, in whatever shape or form he might be entering the Tavern. She is curious to what he will be showing up in.

[Heh lol posted at the same time :) Nevermind on a few things then]
 
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On the way to the tavern Sanctus replied to Janos,

"Aye, you would be correct in your finding, I would consider myself a fervant follower of Pholtus. Also the reason that I lack technology is that I prefer the old means of defending ones self, a stout weapon and some sturdy plate keep me satisfied, I leave my focus more upon following my religion and less upon what I carry.

The reason that I am here though is word of a faction of undead may be attempting to gain magic, whether the other rumours coincide with are are different situations to mine it matters not, should anyone not deserving of tenth tier magics try to gain it I will aid in their downfall. I've devoted a great part of my life to dealing with the undead though, so I hope my presence doesn't bother you much......."

Sanctus says the last sentence with a particular edge to his voice, but not scorn, as though testing for some kind of reaction.
 

(100,000 gp wouldn't get you enough Oerthblood to craft a pin and finding someone willing to sell Oerthblood is trickier still. )

(Mr Draco I'll respond to your gather information in chat, in case you don't wish to share some of what you acquire)
 

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