Scouting the Spires
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daedalus@theworld.co
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Brother Causarius leers at Fera:
you're going to be quite popular - walking into a bar in your undergarments
perhaps we can pause here while Fera puts her armor back on?
After that, Albus won't have much to say or do until we get to the bar, so he'll spend the time rubbing a salve onto a large scab on his right arm.
you're going to be quite popular - walking into a bar in your undergarments
perhaps we can pause here while Fera puts her armor back on?
After that, Albus won't have much to say or do until we get to the bar, so he'll spend the time rubbing a salve onto a large scab on his right arm.
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Daphna_Llassa
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ooc: I was waiting for the conversation to die down...I didn't want to seem too threatening.
Fera will be putting her armor on before we head out.
Fera will be putting her armor on before we head out.
ericpat
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Daphna_Llassa said:
DM:
[sblock]While Fera is donning her armor. Locutus will take a momment to manifest Mindlink on Fera. I'll Augment it by 2 points to include Albus and Celarus. And I'll take-10 on the concentration check to manifest a power without a display (which is only mental, but what the heck) It lasts 10 min/level, so we should have just under an hour to silent communication. I'll have my psi-crystal warn each of them via telepathic speech that I am doing this.[/sblock]
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Greybar
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There is a sound like a small, clear bell amonst the minds of our heroes, along with a slight mental pressure. It is the familiar feel of a mindlink, a very common power used tactically in your training. Each of you can now speak to one another mentally, without any distance limits, for a time limited by Locutus' mental prowess (a little less than an hour in past practices).
(OOC - please make sure you note what conversations are verbal and which are mental in your posts... I suggest italics for telepathic talk)
* * *
Garcus quickly strides away, heading for the center of the town. To say that he follows streets would be to overstate the sophistication of the town. There are paths between the buildings, many of which are lined up relative to one another, with their faces on the most worn of the paths.
Hollus leads you in the same direction, if not as quick, but the town's small size keeps Garcus from getting out of sight as it might in Highlake City. Indeed you can see Garcus stepping through the front doors of a large building ahead as you round the corner of a building. The building seems clearly a public hall, meant to be a bit more impressive than the extremely functional and basic ones around it. It has four large wooden columns holding a porch to shield double-doors - large by local standards, though the columns look to be only medium-size tree trunks shaved down a bit.
The town is quiet, very much so compared to Highlake. There is a muted rhythmic hammering back towards the waters and towards your left (to the north), and the cry of a baby somewhere farther ahead (and uphill). You see the figure of a woman, a child a few steps behind, crossing from one building to another carrying a large basket in the distance. There are maybe only a score of buildings in the village, as best you can judge. The wood of most of the buildings has been weather-beat into a dark grey, making recent repairs and additions stand out brightly.
Hollus chats with Locutus as you walk along. "I really should be heading on back, but having a drink with Vanik won't be too much of a delay, now will it? I'm well and glad that Garcus is interested in your business. He's just the man to make sure you can get Krolis' ear, I'm sure. Yes, indeed, a good man."
Hollus leads you to a building which would be kitty-corner from the main hall, if there were roads to be across the corner from. Dimly foggy glass windows flank a simple door with a painted emblem of a mug with blue firey contents upon it. The paint is very weathered and scratched. Hollus rests his hand upon the door, about to push it open: "Ah, the Cold Fire. I hope you like a taste of the strong stuff."
(OOC - please make sure you note what conversations are verbal and which are mental in your posts... I suggest italics for telepathic talk)
* * *
Garcus quickly strides away, heading for the center of the town. To say that he follows streets would be to overstate the sophistication of the town. There are paths between the buildings, many of which are lined up relative to one another, with their faces on the most worn of the paths.
Hollus leads you in the same direction, if not as quick, but the town's small size keeps Garcus from getting out of sight as it might in Highlake City. Indeed you can see Garcus stepping through the front doors of a large building ahead as you round the corner of a building. The building seems clearly a public hall, meant to be a bit more impressive than the extremely functional and basic ones around it. It has four large wooden columns holding a porch to shield double-doors - large by local standards, though the columns look to be only medium-size tree trunks shaved down a bit.
The town is quiet, very much so compared to Highlake. There is a muted rhythmic hammering back towards the waters and towards your left (to the north), and the cry of a baby somewhere farther ahead (and uphill). You see the figure of a woman, a child a few steps behind, crossing from one building to another carrying a large basket in the distance. There are maybe only a score of buildings in the village, as best you can judge. The wood of most of the buildings has been weather-beat into a dark grey, making recent repairs and additions stand out brightly.
Hollus chats with Locutus as you walk along. "I really should be heading on back, but having a drink with Vanik won't be too much of a delay, now will it? I'm well and glad that Garcus is interested in your business. He's just the man to make sure you can get Krolis' ear, I'm sure. Yes, indeed, a good man."
Hollus leads you to a building which would be kitty-corner from the main hall, if there were roads to be across the corner from. Dimly foggy glass windows flank a simple door with a painted emblem of a mug with blue firey contents upon it. The paint is very weathered and scratched. Hollus rests his hand upon the door, about to push it open: "Ah, the Cold Fire. I hope you like a taste of the strong stuff."
Samus_the_Lucky
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Greybar said:
Celarus attempts to quiet his mind as much as possible. (ooc: the intent of course to 'hide' as much as possible)
As the group heads towards the tavern Celarus stops for a moment in the middle of this 'square' and looks around, assessing hiding places, ambush points, etc. He even scouts the immediate area briefly before entering the tavern a step or two behind the rest of the group. Of couse, if he did things right, no one noticed.
ericpat
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Greybar said:
"There. Can you all hear me clearly? I wanted us to be able to silently converse while negotiations are taking place. I welcome your insights."
Greybar said:
"Excellent. I hope that Krolis will be as receptive as Garcus seems to be."
"I just realized that I have brought no coin. I didn't think there would be an oportunity to spend it. Have any of you brought money with you?"
Greybar said:
"Thank you again, Hollus." Locutus says with a smile and a bow of the head.
daedalus@theworld.co
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Across the mental bandwidth comes:
Locutus: i have some money on me
you are welcome to use any that you need
Locutus: i have some money on me
you are welcome to use any that you need
daedalus@theworld.co
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Albus looks genuinely perplexed. His brow wrinkles, showing off the network of poorly healed scars on his forehead. He opens his mouth to speak, stops, and then re-focuses inward:
it is not my money
i just happen to be holding it
you speak for us Locutus
so you should be the one to offer him a drink
i just happen to be holding it
you speak for us Locutus
so you should be the one to offer him a drink
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