Scouting the Spires

[daedalus@theworld.co]

No, I think I"m all set. I say, let's skip ahead to the next encounter.

 

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The morning's travel along the road is a simple stretching of the legs for those used to more draining exercise. The Gold Fields are living up to their name, filled with grain stalks reaching for the sun. You pass various small farm houses and tiny communities, sharing the road with carts and wagons, many heading for the city. The great towering tree of the watchers soon becomes visible, and a rough path off of the main road easily leads you around to a small cluster of homes on the shore.

A few brief chats between the personable Locutus and locals point you to a Hollus, an old man out on a timeworn dock tending to a small fishing boat. (Locutus: Gather Info: 22) He turns as you approach the dock, a few grey hairs still clinging to his balding scalp. He gives you a half-toothed smile.

Everyone but Fera notices a worn amulet about his neck that looks to carry the mark of Abanta. Fera is too busy wondering if the old timbers of the dock will splinter under her - she's far bigger than the old man, and unlike the others she wears metal armor.
(Spots were 22, 20, 20 ... and 6)

 

[ericpat]

(OOC: I'd like to psionically focus myself and my psicrystal while on the way to the docks, if I'm not already focused. I should be able to take-10 and succeed)

Greetings Hollus,

We are from the Monastery of the Quiet Waters.

We have been instructed to request your assistance in journeying to the village of Icecreek. We'd like to disembark at the dock owned by a man named Garcus, if that is possible. I believe that his dock is the northernmost.

 

[daedalus@theworld.co]

Brother Causarius quietly hangs back and lets Brother Locutus shine. I will take the time to look around at the physical layout of the area. I will also try to gauge the reactions of the inhabitants.

 

[Daphna_Llassa]

Fera will be looking at the dock, still trying to decide if it can take my weight. I'll also be checking out the area, looking for danger. (people unhappy w/ brothers, strange objects, etc.)

 

[Samus_the_Lucky]

Celarus looks about, listening in on Locutus' discussion. He seems very relaxed, walking about the dock looking at things causually. However actually he is scanning everything carefully, to be ready for anything that might come up. Also Celarus' walking makes practically no sound at all when walking on the creaky wood of the old dock.


[OOC: Celarus will be Moving Silently and Hiding just for the fun of it while keeping a watch out]
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"Yup, I thought that'd be you.", the old man says. "I know Garcus. He may even be up and about on the waters, if you want to meet him. Or if you just want to set off at his dock, I doubt he'd might. He's a nice enough fellow."

for Albus and Fera:
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There's a teenaged boy about 100 feet away at another small dock. He looked over curiously, but then turns away and went back to coiling a long piece of rope and net.
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Celarus is indeed whisper silent of foot, somehow avoiding the creeking boards that everyone else is walking on. He manages to keep what little cover there is (barrels and the like) between him and the other docks and shore. (MvSilent well north of 30 )


(We can assume everyone is focused, I don't think it "expires" unless you lose consciousness or use it, if I remember correctly)

Hollus continues:
"Just climb on in, I'm about ready to head out." He glances over at Fera's armor. "I've got a good thick canvas sack if you want to take that off before we shove off." He smiles. "Wanting to keep armor on has killed Draho and saved us fishermen more than once."

 

[ericpat]

"Yup, I thought that'd be you.", the old man says. "I know Garcus. He may even be up and about on the waters, if you want to meet him. Or if you just want to set off at his dock, I doubt he'd might. He's a nice enough fellow."

"If he's on the waters, he's probably working. I have no wish to disturb his livelihood for a matter you feel would not be important to him."

(Ok. I just wanted to be sure I had a chance to focus myself prior to needing to expend those foci.)

Locutus climbs aboard.

 

[Daphna_Llassa]

"Thank you, that is very kind."

(ooc: I'm assuming I have some type of clothes underneath, otherwise I'd move in a location to reduce the strip show factor.

I'd take off the armor and keep my hand on it at all times. Or, feet, when I am in the boat.

Before I put the armor in the bag I would be checking that it 1. is actually sturdy, 2. won't make things disappear if items are placed in it. All done in a non-insulting manner.)

 

[Samus_the_Lucky]

Celarus is already on the boat.

[oo-ooc: "to reduce the strip show factor"
damn]