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<blockquote data-quote="haiiro" data-source="post: 1812023" data-attributes="member: 1891"><p><em>(I've been uber-busy at work -- sorry for the delay!)</em></p><p></p><p><strong>Planning</strong></p><p></p><p>With the silence broken, the moment passed. Though none of them wanted to lose De'lea in that fashion, there was a mutual understanding that she was doing what she had to do.</p><p></p><p>What ensued was a lengthy discussion of the Follies' role in Selgaunt, their need for a means to communicate over great distances, Thissiken's motives and goals, and the notion of breakfast. The remaining Follies were more or less in agreement on items one, two, and four (particularly four), but number three was the sticky one.</p><p></p><p>Various suspicions were broached -- notably, Cupric's theory that Thissiken was confirming his hunch about them being Harpers -- and options were considered, including a novel suggestion from Tuggle: the Follies could simply <em>charm</em> Thissiken.</p><p></p><p>This is met with nearly universal disagreement, with Vicktor somewhat in favor of the idea.</p><p></p><p>Turning to the pugilist, Tal asked, "How would you feel if we had <em>charmed</em> you to gather information?"</p><p></p><p>Sounding a bit uncertain, Vicktor asked, "Did you?"</p><p></p><p>This point was never completely resolved, but the Follies did agree that Thissiken was more than he seemed, and that their first goal was to get the gnome to arrange a meeting with Quaal. If Thissiken wasn't stretching the truth in that area, that should also help the party address their need for other forms of communication -- in particular, more <em>feather tokens</em>, as they had just run out.</p><p></p><p><strong>Breakfast</strong></p><p></p><p>After a time, the Follies made their way upstairs for breakfast. As before, they found Pub curiously empty -- not <em>completely</em> empty, just more empty than one might otherwise expect. Not to be deterred, they approached a large door with an encouraging sign: "Kitchen," and under that in neat lettering, "Knock." They did so.</p><p></p><p>A thin dwarf with stringy grey hair poked his head out, looked around for a moment, and asked the Follies what they'd like to eat. When asked what's available, he said, "You want it, we have it. Rat testicles in bouillabaisse? We have it!"</p><p></p><p>The Follies requested ham, eggs and fresh fruit all around, and were most pleased when the dwarf told them to have a seat and wait for their meals. Even in a city like Selgaunt, it wasn't common to find fresh fruit readily available in an inn where you don't have to leave your weapons at the door.</p><p></p><p>One of the Follies nipped upstairs to Thissiken's room to see if he was up and about, and was informed that he'd be down when he damned well felt like it. Sounding somewhat tempted by the prospect of breakfast, however, the grumpy drakesmith said to have the cleric bring him a plate.</p><p></p><p>The Follies obliged, sending up a plate -- just a plate, with no food on it. Thissiken didn't seem amused, but it did the trick: a short while thereafter, he joined them at their table.</p><p></p><p>A lengthy discussion followed, during which time Thissiken seemed to switch between several states: tired, frantic, furtive, dedicated, and back to tired. The gnome was very insistent about finding Algaer, but his refusal to share any real information began to frustrate the Follies anew. Even as Thissiken agreed to set several things in motion -- drawing up a map of the city, compiling his list of which guards are on which gates, using his contacts to find out about the painting, and arranging a meeting with Quaal -- Vicktor's hands writhed as his distrust grew.</p><p></p><p>After a time, Cupric led Thissiken back up to his room for a private discussion. At this point, suspicions had been raised that he was a mage -- and the possibility that there might be other Harpers in Selgaunt had also been brought up. During his private talk with Thissiken, Cupric found out that Allekar -- the last Harper to pass through Selgaunt before the Follies -- spoke very highly of her associates, and by extension of the Follies themselves.</p><p></p><p>After disappearing for a short while, Thissiken told the Follies that Quaal himself was very busy -- but that he would be happy to send his representative, Quisk. He had arranged a meeting later in the morning with Quisk, and he told the Follies to be up on Pub's roof at that time.</p><p></p><p>With this in mind, the Follies spent about a candlemark engaged in a variety of activities. Artemis practiced his dancing, with the Follies' next performance in mind. Jaehn meditated, clearing his mind of external concerns and contemplating the nature of the Weave. Cupric wrote in his journal, perhaps looking back on his brief but tumultuous life to date. Tuggle socialized in one of the common rooms, while Vicktor brooded nearby.</p><p></p><p>A bit later on, both Cupric and Tal took advantage of Pub's excellent messenger service. Like most good inns in Selgaunt, Pub maintained a small army of messengers, runners and boatmen. Their standard fee was five gold Princes -- a kingly sum for most, but well within the reach of the average Pub patron.</p><p></p><p>Tal penned a letter to the city's temple of Torm, letting them know that he had arrived in town, intended to visit, and came with the blessings of Father Gedrik from his home temple. Presenting this to a messenger, he discovered that there were actually five temples of Torm in Selgaunt, laid out along the pattern of an upraised gauntlet. The central temple, or thumb, was in the High City -- easily accessible to the messenger, less so to Tal himself.</p><p></p><p>Not wishing to relive his lengthy and harrowing lute-buying expedition of the day before, Cupric employed the messenger service to round up quality lute parts in his stead. Armed with a promise of five Princes a day (plus costs) and a description of Sefin's shop in the Strings, the messenger promised to return with the items that Cupric needed.</p><p></p><p>Before too long, the hour of their meeting with Quisk arrived.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="haiiro, post: 1812023, member: 1891"] [i](I've been uber-busy at work -- sorry for the delay!)[/i] [b]Planning[/b] With the silence broken, the moment passed. Though none of them wanted to lose De'lea in that fashion, there was a mutual understanding that she was doing what she had to do. What ensued was a lengthy discussion of the Follies' role in Selgaunt, their need for a means to communicate over great distances, Thissiken's motives and goals, and the notion of breakfast. The remaining Follies were more or less in agreement on items one, two, and four (particularly four), but number three was the sticky one. Various suspicions were broached -- notably, Cupric's theory that Thissiken was confirming his hunch about them being Harpers -- and options were considered, including a novel suggestion from Tuggle: the Follies could simply [i]charm[/i] Thissiken. This is met with nearly universal disagreement, with Vicktor somewhat in favor of the idea. Turning to the pugilist, Tal asked, "How would you feel if we had [i]charmed[/i] you to gather information?" Sounding a bit uncertain, Vicktor asked, "Did you?" This point was never completely resolved, but the Follies did agree that Thissiken was more than he seemed, and that their first goal was to get the gnome to arrange a meeting with Quaal. If Thissiken wasn't stretching the truth in that area, that should also help the party address their need for other forms of communication -- in particular, more [i]feather tokens[/i], as they had just run out. [b]Breakfast[/b] After a time, the Follies made their way upstairs for breakfast. As before, they found Pub curiously empty -- not [i]completely[/i] empty, just more empty than one might otherwise expect. Not to be deterred, they approached a large door with an encouraging sign: "Kitchen," and under that in neat lettering, "Knock." They did so. A thin dwarf with stringy grey hair poked his head out, looked around for a moment, and asked the Follies what they'd like to eat. When asked what's available, he said, "You want it, we have it. Rat testicles in bouillabaisse? We have it!" The Follies requested ham, eggs and fresh fruit all around, and were most pleased when the dwarf told them to have a seat and wait for their meals. Even in a city like Selgaunt, it wasn't common to find fresh fruit readily available in an inn where you don't have to leave your weapons at the door. One of the Follies nipped upstairs to Thissiken's room to see if he was up and about, and was informed that he'd be down when he damned well felt like it. Sounding somewhat tempted by the prospect of breakfast, however, the grumpy drakesmith said to have the cleric bring him a plate. The Follies obliged, sending up a plate -- just a plate, with no food on it. Thissiken didn't seem amused, but it did the trick: a short while thereafter, he joined them at their table. A lengthy discussion followed, during which time Thissiken seemed to switch between several states: tired, frantic, furtive, dedicated, and back to tired. The gnome was very insistent about finding Algaer, but his refusal to share any real information began to frustrate the Follies anew. Even as Thissiken agreed to set several things in motion -- drawing up a map of the city, compiling his list of which guards are on which gates, using his contacts to find out about the painting, and arranging a meeting with Quaal -- Vicktor's hands writhed as his distrust grew. After a time, Cupric led Thissiken back up to his room for a private discussion. At this point, suspicions had been raised that he was a mage -- and the possibility that there might be other Harpers in Selgaunt had also been brought up. During his private talk with Thissiken, Cupric found out that Allekar -- the last Harper to pass through Selgaunt before the Follies -- spoke very highly of her associates, and by extension of the Follies themselves. After disappearing for a short while, Thissiken told the Follies that Quaal himself was very busy -- but that he would be happy to send his representative, Quisk. He had arranged a meeting later in the morning with Quisk, and he told the Follies to be up on Pub's roof at that time. With this in mind, the Follies spent about a candlemark engaged in a variety of activities. Artemis practiced his dancing, with the Follies' next performance in mind. Jaehn meditated, clearing his mind of external concerns and contemplating the nature of the Weave. Cupric wrote in his journal, perhaps looking back on his brief but tumultuous life to date. Tuggle socialized in one of the common rooms, while Vicktor brooded nearby. A bit later on, both Cupric and Tal took advantage of Pub's excellent messenger service. Like most good inns in Selgaunt, Pub maintained a small army of messengers, runners and boatmen. Their standard fee was five gold Princes -- a kingly sum for most, but well within the reach of the average Pub patron. Tal penned a letter to the city's temple of Torm, letting them know that he had arrived in town, intended to visit, and came with the blessings of Father Gedrik from his home temple. Presenting this to a messenger, he discovered that there were actually five temples of Torm in Selgaunt, laid out along the pattern of an upraised gauntlet. The central temple, or thumb, was in the High City -- easily accessible to the messenger, less so to Tal himself. Not wishing to relive his lengthy and harrowing lute-buying expedition of the day before, Cupric employed the messenger service to round up quality lute parts in his stead. Armed with a promise of five Princes a day (plus costs) and a description of Sefin's shop in the Strings, the messenger promised to return with the items that Cupric needed. Before too long, the hour of their meeting with Quisk arrived. [/QUOTE]
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