(RP) Dangerous Legacy

[Bobitron]

Kale walks over to Sonrik and He'Rak, clapping them both on the shoulder by way of greeting, but in a more subdued manner than he might outside. He whispers to them conspiritorally. "Sounds like you fine gents found yerself some of that court in-tri-guey!"

 

[Knight Otu]

A bit lost at the subtle turn of events, Sel'Tarien wishes he had not left his rapier in the inn, but instead given it up to the guard... or would that have been a good idea either?
[sblock]Sel'Tarien subtly tries to position himself in a way that he might overhear some of the whispering of the royal guard. He also tries to keep an eye out for other illicitly-armed guests. (Bluff +8, Hide +4, Listen and Spot +1, whatever may be applicable)[/sblock]

 

[Ferrix]

ODO: The Halfling moves near the tall elf with the flowing robes.
Spoiler: [sblock] “Do I know you?” The chancellor asks skeptically at first, then looks around the room. “Far too much is at stake. The whole of Enber is in danger. I know, I was there… I was one of the precious few who survived the Dragon’s assault on beautiful Thel’Lorean. Some of these fools don’t even believe that it is truth! The outrage!” The chancellor seems on the precipice of falling into a long winded rant.[/sblock]

[sblock]"Oh yes, Theh'Lorean was truly beautiful, it's a horrible travesty against the elven people. They should learn better, they should really see what has truly happened. But what would make them see?" Odo shakes his head, as if saddened by the fact that they will not realize the true horror of what has happened. Hopefully, he'll tell me that, he thinks to himself, trying to draw out the rant.[/sblock]

 

[hafrogman]

[sblock]In an attempt to look inconspicuous while watching the dwarf, Liam snags some food and a glass from a tray bearer and finds a place to plant himself. He eats and drinks, seemingly absorbed in the catering. But he keeps an eye out for any trouble.[/sblock]

 

[Tor L'Tha]

"Sounds like you fine gents found yerself some of that court in-tri-guey!"

“Seems so Kale” “Have you noticed anything strange?”...”and yes, intrigues seems it to be” “we should get a better view of the ballroom if anything to happened, don't you think?” “I propose to take slow walk up to the balcony again, where we can stay at watch and simulate we are entertaining ourself with each others company”

 

[Vendetta]

SEL'TARIEN: Spoiler [sblock] While keeping your vigil, you accidentally overhear the following conversation...

Two halflings speaking with a human. The first halfling says, “Tell me about this trade agreement you are working on with on of the out of valley kingdoms.”

“Tis nothing.” He replies. “Simply a new source from which to generate income.”

The halfling looks around the ballroom. “How much wealth do you need?”

The human laughs. “What else is there but to gather wealth?”

“Humans are the wealthiest race in Enber… Stockpiling of wealth appears to be the first step for preparing for an expected war.” Retorts the second.

“I assure you, ambassador, that Enberton is making no such move.” Then the human says with a wry grin. “I think you underestimate the greed of we humans.”

Unfortunately, the guards seem to become aware of your presence at those key moments when they might have something of import to say and glare at you until you back away before speaking ever so quietly to each other.[/sblock]

LIAM: Spoiler [sblock] As you watch the dwarven ambassador, you see him cross the room and say something to some of the other dwarves in his contingent. You move casually over their direction. The ambassador and three other heavily armored dwarves moves toward the doors leading out onto the lawn. The three dwarves stop in the doorway as if blocking it off as the ambassador continues out onto the lawn.

At about this time, you notice the Lady Asta make her way up the stairs and go out onto the balcony[/sblock]

KALE: Spoiler [sblock] You notice that there are three dwarves standing across the doorway leading out to the lawn as if blocking it off.[/sblock]

ODO: Spoiler [sblock] The chancellor's eyes seem to gleem for a moment as he answers you. "Oh, they will see. One way or another, be it the armies of Rox'Voroth's cursed Dragon bred children or... some other means... they will see." Looking less than thrilled, he adds, "Ambassador Galiendel is most determined to bring the races of Enberton into an alliance against this threat." The chancellor looks you over carefully, scruitinizing you from head to toe. "You are not with Malcom are you? Who do you represent and do they also feel as you? Perhaps we should meet and discuss tactics for these talks."[/sblock]

HE'RAK: Spoiler [sblock]Earlier you had noticed a few of the guards following every move the halfling ambassador made... now you recognize one of them looking around almost frantically. Your eyes scan the area and you realize that the guard has lost Malcom in the crowd... and you can't see him either.[/sblock]

****EDIT****
Forgot Sonrik's Spoiler

SONRIK: Spoiler [sblock] While attempting to mingle again in the crowd, the young paladin soon finds himself face to face with a very lovely young lady. Her eyes, like an infinately deep pool of crisp, cool water, turn upon you and her full lips part as she says, "You are not one of the guard captains here in Enberton, are you? Where are you from? Will you tell me about this place over a dance?" She holds out her hand and bats her eyelids twice before...[/sblock]


Suddenly a scream echoes throughout the marbled walls of the ball room, silencing everyone in the room. It came from the balcony. Several guards rush up the stairs and out to the balcony overlooking the lawn. As they do, three large and heavily armored dwarves are running out onto the lawn through the huge double doors on the ground floor.

 

[hafrogman]

[sblock]Briefly torn between the scream and the antics of the dwarven ambassador, Liam stands stunned in the ballroom for a moment. Finally, between the guards and his less than encouraging encounter with the lady earlier, Liam goes running out into the garden to see what is going on.[/sblock]

 

[Tor L'Tha]

Rak standing half way up to the balcony gets pushed away as the guards rush up the stair, he almost loses his balance but make it to stay upraised. “what the heck! Is happening?”he rushes after the guards wanting one of them to apologize... as he reaches the top of the stair he sees down at the lawn and three armored dwarves rushes trough the door.
What is this!?
Rak gains a position at the balcony so he can see most part of the lawn waiting for the Royal Guards to react at the treat, if any....

 

[taitzu52]

[sblock]

While attempting to mingle again in the crowd, the young paladin soon finds himself face to face with a very lovely young lady. Her eyes, like an infinitely deep pool of crisp, cool water, turn upon you and her full lips part as she says, "You are not one of the guard captains here in Enberton, are you? Where are you from? Will you tell me about this place over a dance?" She holds out her hand and bats her eyelids twice before...

....before Sonrik takes her hand and gently kisses it. The few years he has face have left his skin smooth and his lips supple. He stares into her eyes as he closes in to meet her feather soft hand, closing them briefly as his mouth touches her fingers ever do gently. "No, my lady." he says with his striking smile, "I have not been graced with that title. What they do call me is Sonrik." He leads her over to a clear place to dance. He keeps his steps simple, as best he can do. He is patient, and not showy. "I am an emissary from the far Tuskan river valley. There are not many people there, but it is a beautiful place. I thought that the sight of great birds taking flight upon the windswept valley was perhaps the most beautiful thing I had ever seen," he says as they dance, "until just now, when I saw you." His azure eyes meet hers as they dance, he tosses his head to the side for a moment to brush his thick blonde hair out of his face, and he as her, "And tell me, what is....."[/sblock]

Suddenly a scream echoes throughout the marbled walls of the ball room, silencing everyone in the room. It came from the balcony. Several guards rush up the stairs and out to the balcony overlooking the lawn. As they do, three large and heavily armored dwarves are running out onto the lawn through the huge double doors on the ground floor.

Sonrik pulls the girl close to him, getting between her and the door. He looks left and right, not knowing quite what to do. Over the chaos he yells, "Kale! Find the others." He turns to the girl, and whispers, "Stay close." as he tries to push his way up to the front to see what is happening.

DM:[sblock]Detect Evil[/sblock]

 

[Knight Otu]

"What in Thel'Lorean's name...?"

Can Sel tell if anyone of their group is up on the balcony? If so, he shouts up to that person to provide quick, short information.