Lone Wolf I: Shadows on the Dorn

[Relenoir]

Oops!

 

[Relenoir]

Re: Healing--Umm, yeah, Healing 1 was what I meant. Sorry about the mix-up, and not for replying sooner. Life has been extremely busy as of late!
"Well, that's the place. Smells as foul as the city's reputation, not that I'm surprised. Everyone be on your guard," Moon's Brand says as they approach, calling upon her Sixth Sense Discipline to help warn her if anything is amiss. "Jesabela and Hoagar, I know you've travelled a lot. Either of you two ever been here?" She continues, "I suppose if I were to ask what to expect, the answer would be 'just about anything', but the other thing I'm wondering is if you know where the Blue Pike is located," she finishes as they continue down the hill.

 

[Andrew D. Gable]

but the other thing I'm wondering is if you know where the Blue Pike is located," she finishes as they continue down the hill.

"Aye," Jesabela says as they descend. "'Tis on Anchor Street." They get into the odorous city. The people they see so far are all well-dressed and fairly clean -- the shifty rogues and cutthroats that give Ragadorn its reputation must be found further towards the Dorn. Moon's Brand's Sixth Sense picks up nothing unusual. There are a few people who seem that thy would do you harm if given the opportunity, but they are warned off by the sight of a well-armed dwarf and a pirate, not to mention two Kai Lords.

Without incident, the four arrive in Anchor Street and at the Blue Pike.

Just moving the story along; hope you don't mind my assuming control for this post.

 

[Krug]

"Let's try to keep a low profile," says Hoagar. "Don't want to rile up the locals too much. We should keep our doors well-guarded."

 

[Relenoir]

"Well," begins Moon's Brand, "the first thing we ought to do is find out who Davias is. I think that should be easy enough to figure out. In case we end up here for a while, get us a table while I ask about him," she finishes, heading towards the bar to inquire of one of the bartenders or barmaids. Moon's Brand will stay alert for trouble. Andrew: no problem with moving things along like you did.

 

[Andrew D. Gable]

Moon's Brand questions several people before she walks up to one of the barmaids. The girl looks shocked, obviously taken aback by the sight of a green Kai cloak and another nearby.

"Davias?" She furrows her brow in puzzlement. "Ahh, yes. 'e's a Durenese merchant, from Port Bax, I b'lieve 'e said. Is 'e in some sort of trouble, then?" she asks, obviously perplexed as to why a Kai Lord would be interested in a mere cloth merchant.

Moon's Brand also gets a feeling of danger. It can't really be pinned to any one person you can see - it's obviously coming from somewhere other than the main bar.

 

[Krug]

"Well I need a drink after all that fighting," says Hoagar. "Give me one of the best!" he says, stamping his hands on the counter. He lets the Kai Lords do the negotiating. All the negotiating he knows is done with a gun barrel.

 

[Relenoir]

"No, not at all. We were informed that he would be a good person to meet up with when we got here. It's always good to have a friend in any place far from home. Can you help me find him?" she finishes, then begins scanning the room for the source of danger.

 

[Paido]

"Well," begins Moon's Brand, "the first thing we ought to do is find out who Davias is. I think that should be easy enough to figure out. In case we end up here for a while, get us a table while I ask about him," she finishes, heading towards the bar [...]

Jesabela nods without paying much attention to Moon's Brand's words. She tries to assess the crowd unobtrusively, looking for possible dangers.

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Moon's Brand questions several people before she walks up to one of the barmaids. The girl looks shocked, obviously taken aback by the sight of a green Kai cloak and another nearby. ["]Is 'e in some sort of trouble, then?" she asks, obviously perplexed as to why a Kai Lord would be interested in a mere cloth merchant.

Finally Jesabela's attention returns to her companions, and she curses herself. Naar's wart-ridden toes, I cannot believe I let a Kai girl go around asking for Davias! She winces when she hears the explanation Moon's Brand gives the barmaid. So much for subtility ... DAMN!! Mentally kicking herself, she moves over to the young Kai.

"No need for subterfuge," she chimes in with a weak smile at Moon's Brand. "I'll ask her myself." Then she turns to the barmaid. "My traveling companion from the road wasn't sure whether my reason for looking for Davias are confidental, but they aren't. You see, he was a friend and business partner of my late father." Her face saddens a bit, and she quickly looks away. "On his deathbed he implored me to finally give up my ways as a ne'er-do-well and follow in his footsteps as a Kadanese cloth merchant." Her voice catches for a moment, and a carefully calculated tear glistens at the corner of her eye.

Then she rallies again. "Sorry, it's ... not yet easy for me to speak of it. I'm sorry." Again she throws Moon's Brand a weak, grateful smile, seemingly for her earlier attempt at helping Jesabela. "I'm here to personally tell Davias of my father's death, and to maybe persuade him to continue his earlier business relation with me now. Do ... do you think you could help me find him? Please?"


Sorry for taking so long in posting, work was rather demaning these last weeks ... :\

Good you took over, Andrew!

 

[Andrew D. Gable]

The barmaid nods as she finishes wiping a table clean. "Surely. I'll be up in jus' a moment." After she wipes a few more tables, she walks over to the party. "'e's got a room, right this way. 'ere it is, then." She knocks on the door, and after a moment it is opened by an elderly man with a grizzled white beard. The barmaid nods. "Davias, these are some visitors of yours. A business acquaintance, the one says."

"Ahh, yes," the old man says in a heavy Durenese accent. The barmaid turns, nods to the party, and heads back downstairs.