Spheres of Influence:Rhiannon in Jepardy? GAME

[Zachian]

Airith

"Perhaps we could help each other out. I don't know if my colleagues will agree with me or not but, if we do these things for you, maybe you could repay us with some information about the families here in Malta. I can assure you that anything you tell us would be confidential. I can also assure you that none of us had anything to do with Snively's death."

 

[Tilmamir]

Lord Coffield Fairweather

"Sounds fair. Time is pressing, we need action fast. How about for the rest of you?"
He looks solmnly at the rest of the party.


Wrinkle nods his agreement.

 

[Gwaihir]

Relsyn

Relyn takes a sip of coffee as he examines examines Fairweathers face.

[SENSE MOTIVE +6] Try to Determine if Fairweather is bluffing.


At last Relsyn speaks, "I will aid you. I for one could use quarters more comfortable than those provided by the order. If it is agreeable to all, I will accompany Bee back to your estate... Perhaps, in light of this recent violence we should stay together?

Reslyn steeples his fingers in front of his face and looks at the rest of the group.

 

[Tilmamir]

Relsyn senses Fairweather is genuine, and a bit taken aback by his current situation.

Inwe agrees to help "If I can, I will help. I am not sure what I could do, though. I do have a badger though." she smiles meekly.

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while everyone is sitting around the warm, compfortable lounge, Wrinkle has this overpowering urge to break something. It starts small, then grows into this driving need, a craving, a drive to throttle someone.

Bee is weak - a sniveling blob of goo. A perfect target. perhaps no one will notice. He stands, walks around behind her, and rests is mammoth handsaround her neck. quickly, he tightens his grip. Good, not a peep. Her eyes pop, her tounge turns blue. When he releases her, she is most definitely dead.

The urger grows. nobody noticed. Good. next is Inwe. he walks behind her and gives a quick pop to her neck - right at the base. He knows immediately that her neck is broken.

Well, that was easy. Airith is sitting there, so small and vulnerable. He whips out a battleaxe and cleaves him in two. no problem.

The guard walks out of the coffee room. one SWISH and the guard is taken care of.

Coffield - a dagger.
Relsyn, a book to the head.

With a thump and crash, Wrinkle wakes up when his coffee mug hits the floor and breaks. Everyone is still thinking, or responding to Fairweather. Whoa, that was wierd.
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[Zachian]

Airith

Airith jumps a little when the mug crashing to the floor.
"If you feel you are safe here, we will head back to your estate and look around with Bee. After we have looked around we can then head over to your warehouse and look around there. Is there anyone we should talk to specifically?"

 

[Gwaihir]

Relsyn stands as the mug crashes, then begins to clean it up.

Finishing this task, he says, "I agree with Arith. Lets head back to the Estate and get Bee settled."

 

[Tilmamir]

Somewhat relieved that she is doing something, Bee gets ready to leave.

Inwe stands and prepares to leave as well. Coffield aproaches her and says,"I am glad to see you again. I am so sorry to have not properly said farewell this morning, but... such is life. Your friends are an interesting bunch, but just the kind of group I need right now. Eli works in mysterious ways."

"How can we help get you out?" Inwe asks.

"I will be released. The investigator made it clear that I am not really a suspect."

"Well, um, I guess I will see you later. Right?"

"Count on it."

The group gathers itself at the door and calls for the guard. He comes and opens the door and lets you through.

Outside, Wrinkle says "I will goo to the construction site."
Inwe volunteers to go with Bee to the house, as she has been there before.

 

[Zachian]

Airith

"Relsyn, where do you want to go? I seriously doubt that anything will happen during the day but I don't like people venturing out with out some back-up. Not that I don't think you couldn't handle yourself Wrinkle. So if you go with Bee, I'll head out of town with Wrinkle. Or the other way around if you prefer."

 

[Gwaihir]

Relsyn rubs his hand across the light beard on his face.
"In light of the recent violence, I think it wise we stay together. Why don't we go back to the estate with Bee and check things out, then we can proceed from there."

 

[Tilmamir]

As no one else speaks up, the group trots off to the south and enters the Fairweather estate. Bee leads everyone to the side door and into the kitchen.

A few minutes later Dwayne comes in. "Lady Bosun's talking to the investigator. I spect he'll be let go soon."

After catching Dwayne up to speed, the Airith, Relsyn, and Wrinkle sit at the small table off to the side of the kitchen. Bee, Dwayne, and Inwe head out into the house. Shortly after, Inwe returns. "Everything is as I left it, I think. I did not notice any changes"

Bee and Dwayne finsh their rounds and return about half an hour later. "Oh goodness, me o my. I forgot to offer something... Ale, wine, water?" After filling each order, she continues...
"Someone was in here, but I could find nothing missing or added. Whoever it was was subtle. Perhaps the master's desk is missing something, but I don't think so."

Dwayne says "I will gladly drive whoever wants to go over to the new warehouse site. We have some day left - we can have a late dinner when we return."