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<blockquote data-quote="Sic_Pixie" data-source="post: 5996038" data-attributes="member: 52403"><p><strong>Party gets arrested. Well a job interview</strong></p><p></p><p>Grembor circles the building looking for another entrance returns to the front of the building to see an important looking guardsman standing flanked by two others looking at him. He points at Grembor (who thought he was hidden very well so this guard must be using some kind of magic to see him … that’s cheating he thinks) and cocks his finger indicating that he should present himself. Grembor sheepishly approaches and says hello; the guard introduces himself as Sheriff Rill Anders and that he should assemble the rest of his motley crew of foreigners and come back here; Grembor nods and sets off towards the Inn followed by the pair of deputies.</p><p></p><p>Returning to the Inn he finds everyone there and collects them all together for a trip to the town hall; they all troop out and head back to the waiting Sheriff who escorts them not to the cells as they had been worrying about (Pringle was especially worried) but upstairs for a private meeting with the mayor of this delightful seaside town. They are shown in and the Sheriff leaves them alone with the nervous looking mayor.</p><p></p><p>The Mayor is a scrawny man with oily skin and red-splotched cheeks, dressed in a formal, though somewhat shabby, coat and top hat. He appears slightly out of breath and has a gasping manner of speaking. He introduces himself and formally welcomes the party to town. Mayor Greedle is friendly and effusive, but they have a hunch that the mayor is deeply worried about something. He offers to answer any of their questions about his quaint little town. Sayuri quickly steps forwards and asks about the rider they were following; “No ma’am, no one like that has come to town lately. In fact, you’re the first foreigners we’ve had through here in some time.” Sayuri suspects something is not quite right with the response so she asks him about the large serpent she saw in the lake. The other members of her party look slantways at her as this is the first they have heard on this matter. The Mayor grins apologetically before answering. “That’s an old superstition that’s been around for years. Probably every port has one; some sea monster that lives out in the deeps and only gets seen by folks out alone at night or when they’re drunk, never when there are witnesses around. I suppose with the downturn lately, people figure the Watcher must have something to do with it.” After asking them if there is any other questions he can answer they all shake their heads.</p><p></p><p>“Well” he says as he leans back in his chair fingers steepled before him. “We’ve had several people go missing recently; over a dozen so far. The sheriff and his deputies haven’t found hide nor hair of any of them; not a single clue as to what might have happened to them. It’s like they just up and vanished. People say its part and parcel of the bad luck we’ve had recently, but I’ve got my own suspicions.” Greedle looks very nervous, as if he’s weighing whether or not to share more information and finally, he takes a deep breath and appeals to the group for help. “All right, I’m going to come clean with you. Something’s going on in this town, and I can’t sit by any longer and watch it slowly die. You’ve probably heard of the Recondite Order of the Indomitable Sea; it’s our local temple, and most of the townsfolk are loyal churchgoers. It’s no secret that the Order pretty much runs this town; oh sure, I’m the duly appointed mayor, but it’s the vizier who pulls the strings and I think he or someone else in the Order may be behind these disappearances. I don’t have any proof, only suspicions, but I can tell you that temple is not all that it seems to be. Like I said, practically everyone in town is a loyal follower of Father Voltiaro, including the Sheriff, so there’s no one else I can trust. I need your help; normally you would be suspects as strangers in town, but I’ve had you watched since you arrived.” Holding up one hand to forstall and of their pending comments; “don’t look at me like that! You can never be too careful with strange folk hereabouts! Anyway, I’m pretty sure you’re not involved, and in these troubled times that’s my only certainty. You look like professional sorts who know your way around the business end of a blade spell or other instrument of torture and I need someone from outside to look into this for me. Therefore, against my better judgment, I’m willing to deputize you to solve these disappearances and bring whoever’s responsible to justice.” He pauses here to look around at the group; making sure they are all listening before continuing. “I’m beseeching you on behalf of the ‘good’ people of Illmarsh to go to the Order’s hall and take a look around. I’m sure you’ll find the priests are hiding something. If they’re behind this you’ll be removing a blight from this town, and earning the gratitude of its humble citizens. I assure you that you will be well rewarded from the town’s treasury. Fish isn’t the only bounty we take from the sea as there’ve been enough shipwrecks and whatnot over the years that we’ve got some gold amassed; surely enough to gain your services for a short while. Plus I know you’ve been poking about looking for someone; a rider from the north. Well, I may know a little more about him than I let on earlier. If you help me, I’ll tell you everything.”</p><p></p><p>With this rather startling speech out of the way he slumps back in his chair as if exhausted by the ordeal; as the party mull over this new information. They respond in no short order as their only choice is to agree without raping his mind with spells or torture. So being a nice little group they accept this and head to the Temple to investigate.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Sic_Pixie, post: 5996038, member: 52403"] [b]Party gets arrested. Well a job interview[/b] Grembor circles the building looking for another entrance returns to the front of the building to see an important looking guardsman standing flanked by two others looking at him. He points at Grembor (who thought he was hidden very well so this guard must be using some kind of magic to see him … that’s cheating he thinks) and cocks his finger indicating that he should present himself. Grembor sheepishly approaches and says hello; the guard introduces himself as Sheriff Rill Anders and that he should assemble the rest of his motley crew of foreigners and come back here; Grembor nods and sets off towards the Inn followed by the pair of deputies. Returning to the Inn he finds everyone there and collects them all together for a trip to the town hall; they all troop out and head back to the waiting Sheriff who escorts them not to the cells as they had been worrying about (Pringle was especially worried) but upstairs for a private meeting with the mayor of this delightful seaside town. They are shown in and the Sheriff leaves them alone with the nervous looking mayor. The Mayor is a scrawny man with oily skin and red-splotched cheeks, dressed in a formal, though somewhat shabby, coat and top hat. He appears slightly out of breath and has a gasping manner of speaking. He introduces himself and formally welcomes the party to town. Mayor Greedle is friendly and effusive, but they have a hunch that the mayor is deeply worried about something. He offers to answer any of their questions about his quaint little town. Sayuri quickly steps forwards and asks about the rider they were following; “No ma’am, no one like that has come to town lately. In fact, you’re the first foreigners we’ve had through here in some time.” Sayuri suspects something is not quite right with the response so she asks him about the large serpent she saw in the lake. The other members of her party look slantways at her as this is the first they have heard on this matter. The Mayor grins apologetically before answering. “That’s an old superstition that’s been around for years. Probably every port has one; some sea monster that lives out in the deeps and only gets seen by folks out alone at night or when they’re drunk, never when there are witnesses around. I suppose with the downturn lately, people figure the Watcher must have something to do with it.” After asking them if there is any other questions he can answer they all shake their heads. “Well” he says as he leans back in his chair fingers steepled before him. “We’ve had several people go missing recently; over a dozen so far. The sheriff and his deputies haven’t found hide nor hair of any of them; not a single clue as to what might have happened to them. It’s like they just up and vanished. People say its part and parcel of the bad luck we’ve had recently, but I’ve got my own suspicions.” Greedle looks very nervous, as if he’s weighing whether or not to share more information and finally, he takes a deep breath and appeals to the group for help. “All right, I’m going to come clean with you. Something’s going on in this town, and I can’t sit by any longer and watch it slowly die. You’ve probably heard of the Recondite Order of the Indomitable Sea; it’s our local temple, and most of the townsfolk are loyal churchgoers. It’s no secret that the Order pretty much runs this town; oh sure, I’m the duly appointed mayor, but it’s the vizier who pulls the strings and I think he or someone else in the Order may be behind these disappearances. I don’t have any proof, only suspicions, but I can tell you that temple is not all that it seems to be. Like I said, practically everyone in town is a loyal follower of Father Voltiaro, including the Sheriff, so there’s no one else I can trust. I need your help; normally you would be suspects as strangers in town, but I’ve had you watched since you arrived.” Holding up one hand to forstall and of their pending comments; “don’t look at me like that! You can never be too careful with strange folk hereabouts! Anyway, I’m pretty sure you’re not involved, and in these troubled times that’s my only certainty. You look like professional sorts who know your way around the business end of a blade spell or other instrument of torture and I need someone from outside to look into this for me. Therefore, against my better judgment, I’m willing to deputize you to solve these disappearances and bring whoever’s responsible to justice.” He pauses here to look around at the group; making sure they are all listening before continuing. “I’m beseeching you on behalf of the ‘good’ people of Illmarsh to go to the Order’s hall and take a look around. I’m sure you’ll find the priests are hiding something. If they’re behind this you’ll be removing a blight from this town, and earning the gratitude of its humble citizens. I assure you that you will be well rewarded from the town’s treasury. Fish isn’t the only bounty we take from the sea as there’ve been enough shipwrecks and whatnot over the years that we’ve got some gold amassed; surely enough to gain your services for a short while. Plus I know you’ve been poking about looking for someone; a rider from the north. Well, I may know a little more about him than I let on earlier. If you help me, I’ll tell you everything.” With this rather startling speech out of the way he slumps back in his chair as if exhausted by the ordeal; as the party mull over this new information. They respond in no short order as their only choice is to agree without raping his mind with spells or torture. So being a nice little group they accept this and head to the Temple to investigate. [/QUOTE]
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