[LPF] The Inheritance

[GlassEye]

Katalin smiles coyly, or what she takes to be coyly, at Tyrion as she serves him large cuts of meat, heaping servings of vegetables and a thick slab of brown bread. "There ya go!"

Molnar almost drops his beer when Damaris asks about Benedek. He scowls but doesn't say anything.

Katalin briefly glances at her father with a worried look then passes bread to Thuvian. "Benedek is my brother. He was arrested nearly two weeks back for having an icon..."

"Katalin!" Molnar glares at Katalin but then relents with a deep sigh. "My son was arrested for carrying items holy to the worship of the Lady of Sorrows. The Inquisitors are holding him. I... I hope to see him in Sumbru, if they allow it. With the Inquisitors' eyes on my family it may be wisest for you to exit the city after in some other company."

Katalin clears her throat with a squeak and looks at Tasanto. "So, you are, umm, like a wizard then?" She nods as if already decided that that is the case.


. . . . . . . Molnar . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Katalin . . . . . . .

 

[sunshadow21]

Thuvian settles into the meal remaining quiet, taking a corner seat so that Nora could have a bit to eat without disturbing her or the the others with minimal fuss. "Who is the Lady of Sorrows, and why are the Inquisitors concerned about her worship? And a variant wizard is probably as good of a description for our shapeshifting friend as any, I suppose, though I have come across many wizards in my own studies who would contest that statement, believing their way to be the only true way; however, since they tend to be quick to dismiss those who are forced to make due with less than optimal circumstances, even those who follow the same path, I tend not to heed their words very often."

 

[jackslate45]

"Thanks lass!" Tyrion says, clearly more interested in the food and being oblivous to the girl's attempt to play coy.

He proceeds to start eating, enjoying the taste immenstly. "Was getting sick of those damnable rations every day. Well done on the food."

Tyrion sits and listens to Molnar as he explians the situation. He takes a mental note to not anger the Inquisitors, but otherwise enjoys the food being provided to him.

 

[soulnova]

Damaris rolls her eyes discretely at Tyrion for being oblivious of the girl and simple chuckles before going back to the conversation.

"I'm not familiar with the local customs. Is there anything we should do to anger the Inquisitors?"

 

[Systole]

"It seems clear to Cavernous Hode that this is a clearly rendered case of a damsel in distress. The damsel, of course, being this farmer's daughter's brother Benedek and the distress being the Inquisitors. Cavernous Hode feels that proper narrative structure insists that the person Benedek be rescued post-haste, most likely with much buckling of swashes and ripping of bodices. Uh, this Benedek will be properly attired, will he not?"

 

[GlassEye]

"She wasn't the Lady of Sorrows to begin with," starts Molnar in response to Thuvian's question. "Before the destruction of the gate she was just the Lady; patron goddess of Sumbru. Her sorrow stems from her failure to protect us from what happened after and arrival of the Night. It's a contest for the soul of the city and the Lady has lost." Molnar pokes at his food with his fork seemingly having lost his appetite.

Katalin blushes with Tyrion's thanks and praise and slips another cut of meat from the platter onto Tyrion's plate.

"The Inquisitors control everything and the guard is their tool. You don't want their attention. Keep your head down...."

Cavernous Hode's declaration causes an array of emotions to flash across Molnar's face. Bafflement, followed by hope, then anxiety and extreme dismay. "No! You must not! That sort of action will make them think he is more than just a foolish boy. They might tolerate stupidity; rebellion they will smother ruthlessly. As long as he is no one there is a good chance I can buy his freedom."

[sblock=OOC]Obviously, just an NPCs opinion. Feel free to take the adventure in whatever directions you want; I'll try to accommodate.[/sblock]


. . . . . . . Molnar . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Katalin . . . . . . .

 

[sunshadow21]

"Yes, playing stupid does seem to be the best tactic in this scenario; allow the authorities to underestimate his worth and write him off as not worth their time. It sounds as though we are walking into a situation where keeping doing the same ourselves would be wise. In other words, the chameleon should stay here; I can lend Cavernous my horse for the last leg of the trip, and summon up a magical mount for myself to help keep us a bit more under their attention. We should also trry to avoid doing the centaur trick while in or immediately around Sumbru until we safely get past the walls. Speaking of which, do you happen to know how well guarded the wall blocking off the center of the city is? We need to get through, and knowing the weaker points in their watchfulness would be most helpful." Thuvian eats a very light meal, letting Nora eat most of the food put in front of him, a normal habit for him, as he watches the others and lets the conversation serve as food for his mind, which frequently seems more important to him than sustaining his body.

 

[soulnova]

Damaris doesn't make her food wait unlike Thuvian. She has been on the road for far too long and she's starving for authentic home made cooking.

"Mhh... well..." she finishes her bite and sips a little of wine "You don't need to worry. We won't do anything to attract their attention to your son.... Alright, Cavernous Hode?" she tilts her head and gives the dwarf a meaningful look. "Although... if there's anything we could do to assist you, I would be happy to help (this soup is delicious)."

"But..." she sips again the wine. "Thuvian is right... is there anywhere in the wall that is not as well guarded?"

 

[GlassEye]

Molnar looks flushed and uncomfortable but then everyone realizes that the man is nearly overwhelmed by the kindness and enthusiastic offers of help in his family's plight. "I am truly thankful," he says staring down at his plate. He looks hesitantly up at Damaris. "You seem to have a way with people and I would, uh, that is, if you could go with me to try to persuade the guard to release my son..."

"A lot of buildings were knocked down in the war," cuts in Katalin responding to questions about the inner wall. "And papa took me to see the wall when I was a little girl. They used what walls and buildings as was still standing as the base of the wall and filled in rubble in the space between buildings to start with. Some places are still like that but most places they reinforced and have built proper guard houses. They're spaced out but it ain't regular. It'd be best if you look at it yourself or talk with whoever you supposed to meet in the city."

Conversation continues but it is clear that Molnar and Katalin have little detail to add to the situation.

[sblock=OOC]If you have more questions to ask, go ahead. If you think you've gotten all you can get from M&K then we can advance.[/sblock]


. . . . . . . Molnar . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Katalin . . . . . . .

 

[soulnova]

"Well, I can't make any promises but that doesn't stop me from trying, doesn't it?" Damaris smiles at Molnar, accepting to help him. "Although I believe I would need to know more about how he happened to get the coin. How old is he? Has he been in the wrong company lately?"


She goes back to the exquisite roasted goat, enjoying each bite while hearing the man and his daughter.