[LPF] The Inheritance

[Systole]

The dwarf does not look entirely convinced, but seems to trust Tasanto enough to take the armor off and try it the other way around. "Huh ... the cat-shaped boy is correct. Venza's armorers certainly craft their wares in a most counter-intuitive manner." He frowns at the breastplate. "Cavernous Hode is going to have a hard time getting used to wearing a tortoise shell in such a fashion, although he supposes that wearing it the proper way didn't work out too well for the tortoise."

"Oh, Cavernous Hode's abilities are that he is a formidable warrior, a healer, and a veritable master of stone and the deeps. Mister Dickens is a formidable warrior as well, and an excellent scout. Plus, isn't he just the cutest thing?"

Mister Dickens makes a chuffing noise and glares at the various members of the party, but Damaris' friendly pat seems to have disconcerted the creature somewhat.

 

[jackslate45]

Tyrion was unable to explain why the "shell" was to go the other way, but thankfully the other members of this group jumped to his aid. Once there employer finally appeared, and after the group finished introduced themselves, Tyrion started his own introductions. "Tyrion's my name. Tyrion Thankirk. There is only one thing I'm good at, and that's fighting. All of these weapons on me are simply a extension of my arm. "

Indeed, the warrior was laded with numerous weapons. A wicked looking sword crosses a polearm, similar to the one Tasanto has but forged of normal iron, over a deep black cloak hung from his shoulders. At his left side hangs a morningstar, and on his right side is a cross bow. The quiver for his bolts lie slung over his backpack, within reach of his left hand. Tyrion clearly has not cleaned his hair or shaven, though it does smell like he at least bathed in the last week.

 

[Satin Knights]

"Well, Nysys usually fights tooth and claw style, unless the opponent is not very tasty. If that's the case he will use our weapons a little more. And well, those zombie children, they did the biting, not him. I bob and weave, getting in my strikes where I can."

 

[sunshadow21]

Thuvian listens attentively as he makes a mental note of Mister Dickens reaction to being treated kindly. If nothing else, at least the man understood how to create a balanced group, which is more than he could say for many of the nobles of this town.

 

[soulnova]

Knowledge Local 1d20+7 → [14,7] = (21)

Damaris gives Petru a courtesy and a warm smile as he enters and presents himself. "My Lord"

She doesn't mention the rumors she has heard about their employer. She's quite interest on what he has to say about their quest.

 

[GlassEye]

Petru listens and nods seemingly pleased with the conversation so far then takes on a solemn expression and leans forward.

"I am sure that you have heard the rumors concerning my father and our family circulating over the past few months. I must ask that you keep our discussions in confidence and not add to the rumor mill." Petru pushes out of his chair and begins pacing behind his desk. After walking once back and forth collecting his thoughts he stops, places his hands upon the desk, and leans intently towards those assembled in his office. "Before his death a month past my father incurred a number of very large debts and spent an obscene amount of the Angroza fortune. Our family has numerous dependents and the collapse of Angroza interests would affect not only our family but also the relationship between myself and Angroza clients who rely greatly upon our patronage. The only thing that might save our house is a large influx of capital." Petru resumes his pacing briefly.

"You may not be aware that my grandfather fled Sumbru during its war with Acomay while my father was still quite young and took with him an easily portable portion of the Angroza fortune to restart his life here in Venza. The house in Sumbru remains, a fortune still in the vault, by virtue of its location near the center of the city. That portion of the city is now behind walls and access is prohibited by Sumbran law. I wish for you to enter the city, sneak into that prohibited district, and smuggle as much of the remaining Angroza fortune out as is possible."

He pauses and waits to gauge the reaction of those before him.


• Petru Angroza •

 

[Systole]

"Ah, Cavernous Hode sees his part in this plan, and congratulates the pouty noble for his foresight, which is a rare thing among surfacers. So, Cavernous Hode shall be a navigator of underground passageways and ducts, bypassing the walls that surfacers seem to rely on for defense?

"Ha ha! Cavernous Hode approves of this plan. Walls are always cause for much amusement among dwellers below. In fact, there is a funny joke about walls in Pech. A first person says to a second person, 'A surfacer city was attacked from underneath by a dread dholespawn gibberer the other day,' and the second person replies, 'Oh? What happened?' Then the first person says, 'Every single one was driven to insanity and then messily devoured because they ran behind their walls to be safe!' Isn't that hilarious?"

 

[sunshadow21]

"Sounds like an interesting challenge. What can you tell us of Sumbru's current state of affairs and it's enforcement of the barricade?"

 

[soulnova]

Damaris nods with arms crossed and a thoughtful look on her face. "I see, I see... Yes, this might require my touch to make sure people look the other way."

She turns at Thuvian "Yes, that's a good question. Any information on the vault itself would be really helpful"

 

[Satin Knights]

"Yeah, like the key or combination..."