[LPF] Silent Tide

[Lindeloef]

[sblock="ooc"]yeah I am here. waiting for @Piston Honda [/sblock]

 

[Piston Honda]

The Navigator kneels next to the chest, looking over it momentarily before looking at the diviner with a serious look. “This is very old magic, and I sense you may prove useful. Could you come close please and put your hand here?” He points next to what he perceives to be the hole he needs to blow into.

[sblock=OOC]Apologies for the delay.[/sblock]

 

[Aura]

[sblock=@Piston Honda]Who is The Navigator talking to? I'm confused.[/sblock]

 

[Piston Honda]

[sblock=OOC]

The diviner making sure we don't steal anything.

"Oh! One more thing: if my diviner warns me you have crossed meand stolen the contents, there will be repercussions."

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[Aura]

[sblock=Diviner]Oh, I remember that line. It didn't occur to me because when I read that, as I assumed it was a reference to someone offstage. To my knowledge, GM Torch had two servants pouring water and four bodyguards with him. I'm sure Mowgli will have the definitive on that.[/sblock]

 

[Piston Honda]

[sblock=Diviner]
I just assumed he was in the room. If not, let's pretend he spoke to the fetcher of the water.
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[Maidhc O Casain]

At the grandmaster's nod, one of the waterbearers approaches and obligingly places a finger on the spot Gavin has indicated.

 

[Piston Honda]

“Ahh. Wonderful.” The Navigator studies the notes for a moment before looking up and giving the waterbearer a nod. He then takes the man’s sleeve and casually uses it to wipe off the mouth hole. “Your service is most appreciated.” He maintains a straight face before he plays the tune.

 

[Aura]

Charity, Human Female
The young guard rolls her eyes a bit at Gavin's use of the servant's sleeve, but, nonetheless, her curiosity gets the better of her and she finds herself paying attention to what he is doing, at least to some extent. However, her wary green eyes are more interested in how GM Torch and his guards are responding to Gavin's actions.


[sblock=Charity Mini Stats]Charity
AC: 17 (16 flat-footed, 11 touch)
HP: 23/23
CMB: +4 CMD: 15


Fort: +7 Reflex: +5 Will: +7
Perception: +7 Sense Motive: +6
Initiative: +1


Lay on Hands remaining: 4/4
Smite remaining: 1/1


Current Weapon in Hand: Glaive
Current Conditions in Effect: Ioun Torch
Temporary items in possession: none
Items not currently in possession: Silk Rope
Items depleted: none[/sblock]

 

[Maidhc O Casain]

Torch watches with interest as the young rake puts on his show. The scarred skin where an eyebrow should be lifts slightly as he raises the box to his lips and plays a gently lullaby, fingering the key-holes deftly. As the last notes fade into the sound of water being poured continuously into the burned man's bath, the box opens with an audible click. Grandmaster Torch smiles broadly - an expression simultaneously gruesome and oddly touching - and claps his hands together in delight. "Well done, well done! I thank you for your service, lady and gentlemen."

He gestures to one of the waterbearers, who promptly retrieves a clinking bag from another room and delivers it to Gavin. "I think this concludes our business for today, but you know where to find me if you need information in the future . . . and can pay, of course. Now, if I'm not mistaken you've got a crime lord to take down a peg or two." He leans back in the bath and closes his eyes, the dismissal clear. One of the bodyguards steps over to the door to his chambers and opens it, showing you out.