Malvoisin's Savage Tide, Act 1 - There Is No Honor

[Rhun]

Lavinia returns Anar's smile. "I am so glad to hear of your success! But," she adds, looking at the party's blood stains and haggard appearance, "it seems the negotiations were not peaceful. Are you all right?" The question seems to be directed at the party as a whole, but Lavinia looks to Anar first for an answer.

Anar waves his hand at Lavinia's concern, still smiling. "Just bumps and bruises, m'lady. Nothing to trouble yourself over. Vark and his thugs received worse."

Then, pausing, she asks, "You say two stayed behind, but I see only one missing from your number?"

Shrugging, the rogue answers the question as best he can. "It seems there was an...ah, a stowaway on board your vessel. When the situation became violent, he lended a hand in defeating Vark and his goons."

 

[hafrogman]

Keoni nods at the assessment of the fight.

"The battle against the men fared well enough, it was the beast that was truly dangerous. One of Vark's pets was more exotic than I would care to meet again."

 

[stonegod]

"Ah, the Rhagodessa. Native to the warm, dark places, I do think. An eater of men, if it gets the chance, but mostly of large prey. Nasty bit o' work, that."

 

[Malvoisin]

The conversation is interrupted by the sound of Kora Whistlegap clearing her throat. Behind her stands a lean elf, with pale skin and short brown hair. Clutched in his hand is a letter of inviation, just as the rest of the group had received.

"Excuse me, Miss Vanderboren...this is Baelathavin...a latecomer." Kora eyes Bael with disapproval like a schoolteacher would a truant child, then stalks away.

OOC: Cue Legildur!

 

[Malvoisin]

Shrugging, the rogue answers the question as best he can. "It seems there was an...ah, a stowaway on board your vessel. When the situation became violent, he lended a hand in defeating Vark and his goons."

Lavinia's brow furrows. "I see that I shall have to take pains to increase the security of my property. Well, at least this man was helpful."

 

[Rhun]

Lavinia's brow furrows. "I see that I shall have to take pains to increase the security of my property. Well, at least this man was helpful."

"Indeed, m'lady. Acts of heroism were in no short supply in our struggle against Vark and this Rhagodessa beast, but our cause was good and just, and lent strength to our blades. Should you require any further assistance, please do not hesitate to ask. We shall gladly render aid where we might."

 

[stonegod]

Having his idea for additional profit turned down out of hand, Col quickly losses interest in the thread of conversation. Instead, he continues his examination of the room from two days ago. In the daylight, the evidence of the binding circle for the Hzame Beast were diminished. Not that that surprised him. Such things were hidden by the daylight.

At the arrival of the new one, Col takes a look. His eyes widen a moment. "Baelathavin? Do that be you? Our Lady's fingers do be everywhere. Hrm. Surprised they let you out of the Tower, they way those Jasian's claws are, har!"

 

[Legildur]

Baelathavin looks across at the older man, and pointedly looks to Lavinia, his eyes obviously asking the question 'what the hell is he going on about?' The thought of abandoning the situation flirts with his fancy, but then the threat of returning to a life with no interesting future dismisses it.

"Please, call me Bael," the elf says with a smile as he sketches a slight bow to Lavinia and the group. "My apologies for my tardy arrival."

 

[Rhun]

Anar

A devilishly handsome and well dressed (if somewhat disheveled) young man smiles at the elf and shrugs. "Better late than never," he quips. Then, he holds his hand out in greeting. "I am Anar Tovanni. It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance."

 

[Legildur]

Bael smiles a little lopsidely as he extends his hand to meet Anar. "Of course it is," he quips with a wink.