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(RP) Dangerous Legacy

Sel'Tarien wanders through the crowd uneasily, partaking of a minimum of snacks and drinks. Everything seems a bit too... festive, for his tastes. He finds himself gravitating more and more to the gardens...
 

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[sblock]Liam grimaces slightly at the thing that he noticed, and the conversation he overhead, but in the end it doesn't seem too bad a situation. . . yet. He returns the smiles of those who greet him and blushes slightly at the gaggle of young women. However, he is pleased to be able to breathe deeply once he makes it to the gardens. He yawns and takes a stretch before he notices that he is not alone.

He quietly approaches her seated there and bows deeply.

"M'lady Asta. . . good evening to you. My name is Liam Wester. I could not help but notice that you appear distressed. If there is aught I may do to ease your sorrows, I beg you to let me know."[/sblock]
 

SEL’TARIEN: You slowly make your way across the grand ball room observing the various dignitaries from the gathered races. Eventually, you stand at the door that leads out to the garden.
Spoiler: [sblock] While inside the hall, you notice a tall, graceful human moves swiftly through the crowd. You watch as he anxiously approaches a guard and whispers something in his ear. The guard nods and hastily slips out of the nearby door. The man looks around the room, smiles, wiping away the serious look on his face and rejoins the socializing.

Out in the garden, you see the lovely Lady Asta, the daughter of the King’s brother, sitting with her back to you at a fountain.[/sblock]

HE’RAK: Rak moves down from the balcony and onto the main floor amid the many people at the ball.
Spoiler: [sblock]You find the guard you noticed from above. He is young, just about Sonrik’s age. He looks at you skeptically. “Sire,” He says, “Forgive’m sir, but tis not my place to talk to you, sire. But if you are wanting to join the Guard, you must first enlist in the Royal Army, Milord.” Though he seems rather unwilling to talk, he does mention that the entire gnome contingent had only just arrived at the onset of the ball.

As well, while making your way though the crowd, you passed by the King and saw King Promus’ face turns red, and then say “We will not allow Our niece to be raised by that madman.”
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LIAM: Spoiler: [sblock] “Oh! Milord!” Lady Asta says, standing quickly and wiping her hands across her face. “No, Milord, I am most fine. I…” She looks around as if looking for an excuse to run or something. “I…” Her eyes then turn to you, pleadingly. A tear wells up and her bottom lip trembles.[/sblock]
 

[Sblock] Liam sighs slightly and looks into Lady Asta's eyes, searching for some clue as to her distress. He shrugs vaguely.

"I am nobody's lord, and if you truly wish to be alone, then I shall not press my company upon you. But you do not look happy, and as it is said, 'a trouble shared is a trouble lessened'. If I can not help you in any way, I can at least provide a friendly ear. Perhaps I presume too much, but I would hate to leave you in such distress."

He draws back a pace, ready to leave if that is what she wishes.[/sblock]
 


Kale continues to stand about uncomfortably, trying to stay close enough to Sonrik to keep an ear on his conversation.

[sblock]I don't feel the need to do anything about the dagger. If Kale felt he coulda pulled it off, he would have done the same thing himself.[/sblock]
 

OOC- May as well join the privacy club....
DM & Kale (or whoever chooses to be close)
[sblock]"Home?" Sonrik says to the man, "Where might that be, Sir.....?" , he asks, looking for a name. He wonders if he is being truthful, or if the man is simply trying to butter him up.
He is briefly distracted by a beautiful young woman, but his manners quickly snap him back to attention. "Er, sorry. As you may well know, kobolds have been a nuisance for some time now in the region. But as of late, it has been almost like a war, constant raids, and heavy casualties. But I fear that there is worse behind it. We have found out that hobgoblins have pushed the kobolds out of the mountains, forcing them to raid goodly settlements." His voice lowers again, "And in these dark times, I shudder to think what could be behind the hobgoblins moves."

He continues on, "That is why...."
Vendetta said:
“But your honor…” Another human replies.
“Enough!” King Promus cuts him off. “Your advice has always been welcomed, Vizier, but if you continue with this foolish suggestion We will have you thrown into the dungeon.” The King says angrily then storms off.
"That's not the King himself, is it?" he asks his companion, "And his vizier, you don't think..." He leaves the conversation open to the old statesman, hoping to glean some information from one more familiar with this game.

OOC-Sense Evil on as much of the room as I can while I'm observing the argument.
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Vendetta said:
Odo: The happy halfling finds a attractive women gossiping and is able to wiggle his way into their conversation. The women are displeased at their sore luck to be born of a time when there are no princes to be wooed by. The king has only four daughters. However, this is not a sorce of true bitterness in them fore there are several young and handsome (apparently) Guard Captains who are quite available. The ladies find the halfling charming and "oh so cute."
Spoiler [sblock]While talking to the women, Odo overhears the following...
A human says to a very thin elf, “Come now, Chancellor, how could…”
The elf in long, flowing robes, cuts him off abruptly. “I am prepared to force the issue.” He says in a gruff voice and his eyes literally glow red with the words then it fades away.
The human, clearly intimidated, bows. “I shall inform him straight away, Chancellor.” Then he quickly makes his way through the crowd.

You notice that Ambassador Galiendel, an elf, is carrying a well hidden dagger when the Elf in the flowing robes moves over to speak with him after the conversation with the human. You learn the elf ambassador's name from one of the women to whom you are talking.

Just beyond the two elves, you notice 3 of the dwarves from the dwarven contingent are talking in hushed voices and eyeing a group of gnomes angrily. [/sblock]

[sblock]Odo eyes the elf in long flowing robes over the top of his glass, hoping to potentially catch sight of the elf's lips to see if he can tell what he is saying. The dagger doesn't surprise him, if he had really wanted to, he was certain he could have snuck a blade in, and he's certain there are most likely others in the crowd who are armed. Shifting his attention back to the conversation with the women for a moment, he smiles and comments happily on the ladies exceptional choice of dress for the event, and excuses himself after accidentally spilling a touch of wine on the front of his shirt.

So much tension amongst the races, the halfling thinks to himself, this thought covers both the dwarves, gnomes, humans and elves, as he meanders through the crowd towards the Ambassador and the other elf. Nicking a towel from a waiter, he stops only a few feet from the two elves, muttering absently about the quality of his shirt and the wine that was wasted in spilling it, although really his attention is on the conversation of the two elves.[/sblock]
 

SEL’TARIEN:
Spoiler: [sblock]Sel would know nothing about her except that she his half blooded; human and elf. Although, he would have already heard that she is the daughter of King Promus’ brother.

However, just as he arrives at the door, Liam walks up to the Lady Asta. She gets up quickly and they talk very briefly. She gives him a quick kiss on the cheek and walks toward you and back into the ball room. She gives you a quick but feeble smile and it looks as if she had been crying.[/sblock]

SONRIK: “Eh?” The man mutters, “As a young lad, I grew up in Tenthar.” Tenthar is a small village down stream from Tev’El Rhoe about 9 miles, Rather near to Shidon. The man listens carefully to Sonrik’s words and seems genuinely aghast by what he hears. “This is truly disturbing. I should think these Hobgoblin movements are not merely a coincidence given the knowledge of the children of Rox’Voroth. The dread lord did use Hobgoblins when he made war upon Enber.”

Pointing out the men, the gentleman confirms that they were indeed King Promus and His Royal Vizier, Dean Belhander.
Spoiler: [sblock] Sonrik does not detect any evil in the crowd.[/sblock]

Kale: You are successful in overhearing Sonrik’s conversation, posted information is visible to all. Please do not read his spoiler, however.
Spoiler: [sblock]I wouldn’t doubt that the big man would have tried to sneak his bastard sword and hand axes in if he thought he could get away with it. :D[/sblock]


HE’RAK: Rak notices Sonrik not too far away, with Kale nearby to him. Opposite them, Odo stands with several human women. Jaeden is not too far away from Odo, also talking with a couple of human women. Closest however, is Krueger, who is draining a tankard of ale and talking and laughing with some fellow dwarves.
Spoiler: [sblock]No spoiler, but they all don’t know that <EVIL GRIN>[/sblock]

LIAM:
Spoiler: [sblock]Lady Asta bites her lip and whispers “Thank-you.” Then leans forward and gives you a quick kiss on the cheek. She then moves very quickly back to the open doorway and goes back inside, passing by Sel’Tarien who is standing in the doorway looking out over the lawn.[/sblock]
 

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