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<blockquote data-quote="Iron Chef BBQ" data-source="post: 1760543" data-attributes="member: 1844"><p><strong>A night on the town (run of 02-03-04, pt 2)</strong></p><p></p><p>“A knife between the ribs would let out all that hot air,” muses Terry.</p><p>“A better idea would be a drag through the streets to public humiliation,” chimes in Caerwyn.</p><p>Over the next several hours they hash out several plans. None of them seem to completely satisfy. As they talk Marja moves around the table braiding and updoing all the women’s hair. Terry ducks under the table to avoid her, but Marja merely shrugs and moves on to Lucre who is anxious to have his beard braided with ribbons.</p><p></p><p>The plans range from taking Rufus into the Badlands to investigate, having Kel try to suck up to Kieran and sending Kieran messages through Kalina in hawk form with the command, “respond through the usual channels.” Marja remembers that the man with the spider tattoo mentioned two people: one in the military, the other close to the Duke. Perhaps this guy isn’t much more than a patsy and isn’t worth wasting time.</p><p></p><p>Borin cautions that nothing should be done until after they see what this evening brings, and they find they can all agree on that.</p><p></p><p>In preparations for the evenings festivities Lucre heads down to the baths while Terry pulls out her sewing kit and spruces up dresses for the other women. Marja pulls a beautiful green velvet dress out of her pack. It’s regal and exquisite with a very expensive look. “I think Kira should wear it. She’ll need to make an impression on the Duke, but,” she added looking over at Kira’s slender body and back at her own curves, “it will need to be taken in a little.” Marja is still dejected from her encounter with Kieran. She’s never even worn the dress, but can’t get up the energy to wear it herself. Yet still she has some small sorrow in handing it over. Terry gathers up all the available frocks and sets to work. She even manages to baste together a new vest for Lucre. As Kira watches her work she chimes in, “Perhaps you can ad a jaunty tam-o-shanter, that’s a festive hat.” Terry’s fingers fly through the work tucking and letting out, sewing festive ribbons onto drabber dresses, and in a heart beat she is handing back the frocks. She hands Marja back her green gown. “But I meant this for Kira,” Marja protests. Terry says nothing, but thinks to herself that the cute and perky Kira was meant for satin and bright ribbons. It’s the soft and green-eyed Marja who can carry off royal velvet. She did alter a few surprises into the once noble dress, however, and Marja finds herself gazing into a mirror at a very low-cut cleavage. “I hope this doesn’t make me look too ‘common’,” she is finally able to laugh.</p><p></p><p>Through all this Kel and Borin sit eating, doing their best to ignore the fussing and primping and talking strategy. Caerwyn sits at the bar trying to find out if there are any local “witches” or other crazy old ladies who live in the area. No one seems to have any information.</p><p></p><p>By 10 o’clock everyone is ready to go.</p><p></p><p>It’s a quiet walk through town. All the shops are closed up, not at all like bustling Vesh which seems to never sleep. Finally they approach a neighborhood of houses. They find a home with a tall fence all around and a bouncer standing at the gate wearing a medallion. This is Vignor’s Place.</p><p></p><p>Terry falls away from the group. She intends to wander in and out most of the night. They watch in awe as she slips unnoticed by the bouncer. Marja, Kalina and Lucre go in next. Lucre, his charisma boosted, pretends not to speak common so that people will talk in front of him. Marja “translates” between him and Kalina effortlessly slipping between common and Dwarvish. Marja has no trouble getting them past the bouncer, even before she mentions Harnet’s name. He let’s them pass into a marble courtyard. From there they notice stables, a small guard house and a three-story home with stone steps leading up to large double doors. Two large men in livery are standing on either side, and they open the doors with a bow as the three ascend the stairs.</p><p></p><p>Stepping through the doorway, they leave the quiet of the courtyard and walk into a wall of sounds. Music and voices mix in a large room almost completely taken up by a wrap-around bar. Off to the right is a room with tables where people, mostly men, are sitting playing cards. There is a large staircase at the back, but the top is dark, and they can’t see where it leads.</p><p></p><p>Marja sidles up to the bar. An attractive young man wipes the counter in front of her. “Yes, madame?” “What’s the drink of the house?” she asks, her eyes wide with mock awe at the place. “It’s called a Bloody Nose. Would you like to try it?” True to form the slightly inebriated man standing to Marja’s left insists that she would and indicates that it be put on his tab. “How does she do that,” whispers Kalina to Lucre, who quickly remembers that he’s not supposed to understand so he doesn’t laugh. Kalina strides up next to Marja. “And get me an ale,” she orders. Lucre also strides up to the bar, but finds that he can’t see over it. “And get me a box,” he barks in Dwarvish.</p><p></p><p>Kalina spots Terry mingling with another group, and she points her out to the other two. About 10 minutes later the others come in just as a tall, barrel-chested, bald man comes down the stairs. He’s dressed in a black tunic and shiny black trousers. This must be Vignor.</p><p></p><p>Marja picks up her drink and is about to move in when Kira beats her to it so she turns back around and listens in as best she can. “How’d you like a bloody nose?” Vignor asks with a laugh. He talks a lot, but says very little. He does know that the Duke is expected tonight. The Duke is hard to entertain, but he has a surprise for him, an expensive surprise.</p><p></p><p>Lucre chats with another dwarf, a jewel trader who laments having left Borok Torn and stone work. Lucre, needing to get away to other conversations, tries to bore him with a discussion of clan structure and loses him on “Third son of…”</p><p></p><p>Vignor relates a story to Kira about the Duke betting on a cat and two bowls of cream He bet lots of money on that silly wagers. Kira makes a mental not to talk to Kalina about that!</p><p></p><p>Kel and Caerwyn are standing with two pretty, and very young, women who are giggling about how they snuck out of the house and how shiny the two men’s armor is. Terry is standing right behind them engaged in quiet conversation with a non-descript man who is also hard to notice.</p><p></p><p>Borin wanders through the gaming room looking at the tables. It wasn’t long ago that he was running a place not unlike this, but none of these tables have Enkili symbols anywhere he notes. He finds the basement stairs and wanders down.</p><p> </p><p>Kira notices Lionell come through the door. He is attending another young man in his twenties. He is sunken-chested and sallow with a weak chin, bright eyes and thinning strawberry-blond hair. He is wearing an elaborate tunic with ruffles, velvet hose and good shoes. Everyone briefly rises as he enters, and with a careless wave he ushers them all to be seated again.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Iron Chef BBQ, post: 1760543, member: 1844"] [b]A night on the town (run of 02-03-04, pt 2)[/b] “A knife between the ribs would let out all that hot air,” muses Terry. “A better idea would be a drag through the streets to public humiliation,” chimes in Caerwyn. Over the next several hours they hash out several plans. None of them seem to completely satisfy. As they talk Marja moves around the table braiding and updoing all the women’s hair. Terry ducks under the table to avoid her, but Marja merely shrugs and moves on to Lucre who is anxious to have his beard braided with ribbons. The plans range from taking Rufus into the Badlands to investigate, having Kel try to suck up to Kieran and sending Kieran messages through Kalina in hawk form with the command, “respond through the usual channels.” Marja remembers that the man with the spider tattoo mentioned two people: one in the military, the other close to the Duke. Perhaps this guy isn’t much more than a patsy and isn’t worth wasting time. Borin cautions that nothing should be done until after they see what this evening brings, and they find they can all agree on that. In preparations for the evenings festivities Lucre heads down to the baths while Terry pulls out her sewing kit and spruces up dresses for the other women. Marja pulls a beautiful green velvet dress out of her pack. It’s regal and exquisite with a very expensive look. “I think Kira should wear it. She’ll need to make an impression on the Duke, but,” she added looking over at Kira’s slender body and back at her own curves, “it will need to be taken in a little.” Marja is still dejected from her encounter with Kieran. She’s never even worn the dress, but can’t get up the energy to wear it herself. Yet still she has some small sorrow in handing it over. Terry gathers up all the available frocks and sets to work. She even manages to baste together a new vest for Lucre. As Kira watches her work she chimes in, “Perhaps you can ad a jaunty tam-o-shanter, that’s a festive hat.” Terry’s fingers fly through the work tucking and letting out, sewing festive ribbons onto drabber dresses, and in a heart beat she is handing back the frocks. She hands Marja back her green gown. “But I meant this for Kira,” Marja protests. Terry says nothing, but thinks to herself that the cute and perky Kira was meant for satin and bright ribbons. It’s the soft and green-eyed Marja who can carry off royal velvet. She did alter a few surprises into the once noble dress, however, and Marja finds herself gazing into a mirror at a very low-cut cleavage. “I hope this doesn’t make me look too ‘common’,” she is finally able to laugh. Through all this Kel and Borin sit eating, doing their best to ignore the fussing and primping and talking strategy. Caerwyn sits at the bar trying to find out if there are any local “witches” or other crazy old ladies who live in the area. No one seems to have any information. By 10 o’clock everyone is ready to go. It’s a quiet walk through town. All the shops are closed up, not at all like bustling Vesh which seems to never sleep. Finally they approach a neighborhood of houses. They find a home with a tall fence all around and a bouncer standing at the gate wearing a medallion. This is Vignor’s Place. Terry falls away from the group. She intends to wander in and out most of the night. They watch in awe as she slips unnoticed by the bouncer. Marja, Kalina and Lucre go in next. Lucre, his charisma boosted, pretends not to speak common so that people will talk in front of him. Marja “translates” between him and Kalina effortlessly slipping between common and Dwarvish. Marja has no trouble getting them past the bouncer, even before she mentions Harnet’s name. He let’s them pass into a marble courtyard. From there they notice stables, a small guard house and a three-story home with stone steps leading up to large double doors. Two large men in livery are standing on either side, and they open the doors with a bow as the three ascend the stairs. Stepping through the doorway, they leave the quiet of the courtyard and walk into a wall of sounds. Music and voices mix in a large room almost completely taken up by a wrap-around bar. Off to the right is a room with tables where people, mostly men, are sitting playing cards. There is a large staircase at the back, but the top is dark, and they can’t see where it leads. Marja sidles up to the bar. An attractive young man wipes the counter in front of her. “Yes, madame?” “What’s the drink of the house?” she asks, her eyes wide with mock awe at the place. “It’s called a Bloody Nose. Would you like to try it?” True to form the slightly inebriated man standing to Marja’s left insists that she would and indicates that it be put on his tab. “How does she do that,” whispers Kalina to Lucre, who quickly remembers that he’s not supposed to understand so he doesn’t laugh. Kalina strides up next to Marja. “And get me an ale,” she orders. Lucre also strides up to the bar, but finds that he can’t see over it. “And get me a box,” he barks in Dwarvish. Kalina spots Terry mingling with another group, and she points her out to the other two. About 10 minutes later the others come in just as a tall, barrel-chested, bald man comes down the stairs. He’s dressed in a black tunic and shiny black trousers. This must be Vignor. Marja picks up her drink and is about to move in when Kira beats her to it so she turns back around and listens in as best she can. “How’d you like a bloody nose?” Vignor asks with a laugh. He talks a lot, but says very little. He does know that the Duke is expected tonight. The Duke is hard to entertain, but he has a surprise for him, an expensive surprise. Lucre chats with another dwarf, a jewel trader who laments having left Borok Torn and stone work. Lucre, needing to get away to other conversations, tries to bore him with a discussion of clan structure and loses him on “Third son of…” Vignor relates a story to Kira about the Duke betting on a cat and two bowls of cream He bet lots of money on that silly wagers. Kira makes a mental not to talk to Kalina about that! Kel and Caerwyn are standing with two pretty, and very young, women who are giggling about how they snuck out of the house and how shiny the two men’s armor is. Terry is standing right behind them engaged in quiet conversation with a non-descript man who is also hard to notice. Borin wanders through the gaming room looking at the tables. It wasn’t long ago that he was running a place not unlike this, but none of these tables have Enkili symbols anywhere he notes. He finds the basement stairs and wanders down. Kira notices Lionell come through the door. He is attending another young man in his twenties. He is sunken-chested and sallow with a weak chin, bright eyes and thinning strawberry-blond hair. He is wearing an elaborate tunic with ruffles, velvet hose and good shoes. Everyone briefly rises as he enters, and with a careless wave he ushers them all to be seated again. [/QUOTE]
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