(RP) Dangerous Legacy

[Ferrix]

Odo hops merrily into the All-Nighter and proceeds to get his room, pleasantly appreciative of the ten gambling tokens and the identity disc. Then manuevering his way through the crowds to the bar, his eyes open for the usual knaves that hope to make a quick crown or two from a naive player, he approaches the bartender.

At the bar he opens up with his voice, which always seem to carry despite the noise, "get this fine lady a drink worthy of her, one for myself as well," he gestures towards probably one of the more attractive ladies in the establishment (one not paid by the hour hopefully), whether she is paying attention or not and then sidles up to her. Handing the lady her glass accompanied by a dashing smile, "my most pleasant apologies m'am, but I could not help but notice how fine of a lady you were, and had to make my kindest advances forthright as any gentleman should, and now that it is done," he doffs his bowler hat to the lady, "I bid you the best, and shall be on my way."

He continues through the bar, appreciating the various games of chance, making warm comments to those players who seem to have had a great deal of luck this evening (at least by the look of their winnings) and finally settles, as if by chance, at the table that Gemble plays his hand at. "Would this table be open for another player?"

 

[taitzu52]

"Well then," Sonrik says to the group, "we'll all meet up at the Allnighter once we've settled in." He then heads over to the Ambassador.

Sonrik looks at Kale once more, saying, "Sure the Ambassador is where you'd like to stay?" He shrugs, "I guess as a leader of your peoples, you'd best see other statesmen in their element. That's why I'm dropping my coin." Looking down at his mud covered boots, he add, "And the laundry sounds like a good idea too."

Sonrik presents his papers to the man at the desk, and asks if he could request laundry service as soon as possible. He asks for a note to be drawn up and delivered to the castle:

Sonrik Velrys and Co.
Ambassadors from the Tuskan Region
Eagerly Awaiting to Serve His Majesty
Can Be Reached at The Ambassador Suites

He hopes to have the inn's seal appear on the note, Sonrik is a bit concerned that their rag tag troupe won't be taken as seriously as other visitors from abroad.

He heads up to his room, saying, "Kale, you can meet me in the lounge, if you'd like." and goes upstairs to undress. Sonrik tries his best to clean or have things cleaned up for him before their due meeting. He'll inquire about a bath, and even having his armor touched up by the errand service.

Sonrik eventually heads to the lounge, and sits down next to Jaeden, "She's pretty." he says in passing, "Had a chance to figure out if any other dignitaries are staying here?"

 

[Vendetta]

The All-Nighter

"Well aren't you cute!" The woman replies to Odo then seems a bit shocked when the halfling excuses himself and moves on. "Halflings!" She says partly to herself, her voice one of confused wonder. No one really knows what a halfling is thinking... not even the halfling himself.

The most "gullible" looking man in the casino is a sleezy looking human dressed in all black, greezy black hair slicked back and hanging down past his shoulders. His face is covered in stubble and desperately in need of both a good shaving and a good scrubbing. Odo marks him as a man who seems to know a little about cards but not enough to actually be good... Humans seem to just have that smug look when they think they know what they are doing. As chance would have it, the same table the man is sitting at is the same table where Gemble is sitting. Or... perhaps it isn't chance at all.

"There be room, little fella." The dealer says politely, but his eyes belay his concern for having two halfers at the same table.

"Of course a pip of such a profoundly wonderful stature is welcome!" Gemble says. Halflings, unlike most everyone else, have a certain unity amoung themselves. As such, they have certain nods, winks, grins, and gestures that can be easily interpreted in most situations that a typical halfling might find themselves in... gambling is definately the most useful of those situations.

With his comment, Gemble grins and nods in such a way that Odo realizes the other halfling is asking him if he knows how to play cards... and by "play"... he probably means "cheat".

 

[Vendetta]

The Ambassador's suites

Sonrik begins a series of errands, starting with a visit to the scribe who seals the letter and sends a runner to the palace. A tip is expected, Sonrik realizes as the man grins at him.

The girl who brought him up to his room informs him that should he wish for the laundry service, to place the desired items in a basket stashed at the bottom of the wardrobe, leave the basket anywhere in the room and hang the card in it on the door. Inside the basket is a round blue card with a hole near the top that fits neatly on a hook on the entry door. As well, he finds a round red card near the bed that indicates a turndown service. There is a light blue card at the water basin to receive fresh water, though, without asking, fresh water is added each afternoon. The girl also informs the paladin of the baths on the ground floor with complimentary towels and robes. There is a robe hanging in the wardrobe to wear down.

Next, the young paladin finds the general errand boys. He sends the first, with his leather armor, off to the nearest leatherworker. The boy smiles happily. "Shore thing, sire! I'll drop it off and be right back ta tell ya the wages." The boy takes the leather and is sprinting quickly away.

Soon, Sonrik finds himself in the lounge, feeling refreshed from a good bath. He notes seeing several people lounging and wandering around the Suites wearing just their Inn Robe and it seems common enough to do, especially considering the laundry service.

"I hadn't really noticed, friend." Jaeden says, eyes opening at the sound of Sonrik's voice. "I've just been enjoying her enchanting melodies. Couldn't help myself once I heard her playing in passing." The bard offers to buy the young Paladin a drink. "I've not spoken with anyone, but there does seem to be a lot of people around here who carry themselves not as a commoner."

Suddenly, breathlessly, the boy whom Sonrik sent with his armor returns. "Milord, the leatherworker tells me he can fix it up fer ye fer 4 silver coins or he can tool it so's it looks just made fer a golden coin and three silver ones. He's a good man, he is. Best round here. Which would ye want?" The boy asks the paladin.

 

[taitzu52]

"Oh, polish it all up!" says Sonrik, "As long as it won't take too long." He sighs and looks outhte indow, wondering if he can get himself ready in time. Sonrik still feels that even at his best, he'll be surrounded by lords wearing fineries costing more than he's ever seen in total.

Sonrik looks around the room himself. Perhaps there is some notable lookging person or persons he can strike up a conversation with, though it'd be hard to complelment one on their clothes if they're in a bathrobe.

(OOC- BTW, I'm wearing scale, 'Detta. Same price?)

 

[Bobitron]

Kale takes advantage of the baths on the ground floor before meeting Sonrik in the lounge.

"Hoi, Sonrik!" Kale beams at the young man. "I'll admit that was nice. I stink of flowery oil now, though. Some ponce squirted it at me on my way out."

He sits across the table from the paladin, smiling a greeting at Jaeden. "When are we meetin' the others?"

 

[taitzu52]

(OOC-Oh boy. We're wearing matching bathrobes. )

 

[Tor L'Tha]

Rak having attended his personal needs, he goes downstairs and finds a boys at the service of the Inn and give him some instructions. Afterwards he checks on the others “eh. You guys” ....... “I'm leaving for the market to look after some stuff” “there's a boy downstairs that i have given some copper coins to go and get me at the market when you people are ready to move on” he gives the description of the boy turns on his heels and asks the bartender for directions to the market square.

Ooc: Rak is looking for those small nails he found in the woods. He has a feeling he may be using some of them sometime. H e thinks that a market where they sells all kind of stuff he maybe have some luck and find some to a cheap coin.

 

[Vendetta]

((Yikes. I blew that one . The metalworker will have three prices. Patch up damage, 8 silver and be ready tomorrow. Clean and polish, add another 5 silver... still ready tomorrow. Fix perfectly, 4 gold with clean and polish, finished in 2 days.))

"After Nightlight, I believe." Jaeden answers Kale's question and offers to buy the big man a drink as well.

Rak heads down to the market district. It is a long walk, being on the east shore. He heads back across the sky bridge and down into the marketplace. Unlike the shops present everywhere, the market district is filled with street merchants setting up shops from wagons and tents. Food and goods from all over Enber is traded here.

It takes several attempts before Rak is able to find someone who knows what the "nails" are.

"Well ye'll need a money changer then if ye be wantin' more o' those then won't you." The man says to Rak after being shown the "nails". Not understanding, the man tries to explain. "Why, thems what passes fer coin in tha Underlands them is, least fer tha poorer races I suspects. Kobolds an' goblins mostly use 'em. Darn near worthless anywhere else. See these hash marks on tha sides? Well thems what tells you what its worth, see? 3 slashes means it takes three o' them ta make 1 full one. Mighty easy ta mint these, aye?"

 

[hafrogman]

Liam settles into the common room of the Flying Griffin, savoring the stew as he eats. It may be simple cooking, but it's a nice change after so many days of traveling. He relaxes as he allows the warmth of the fire to soak into his bones and he reflects on the recent past. In such a short time, so much has happened. It doesn't seem like so long ago that he set out from this city, and now he is back. In a matter of a handful of days he had returned to a long forgotten home, been chosen as a representative of a town he barely remembers, battled kobolds, tried to hold the group together, tried to help Ala and made many new friends. Sometimes it was all too much. It was nice to relax for a change.

He briefly considers stopping in to see his old master, but business first. He is here for Enber and Tev El'Rhoe, not social calls. He considers the time, and wonders when he should go get ready for the ball, but he decides to stay here by the fire a little longer.