The Antigrol Tide (IC)
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Strahd_Von_Zarovich
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Grondar
Uhmm…
Grondar clears his throat
Can someone tell me what's going on over here?
And no…
He adds
My date was no good … I must warn you guys, the rich districts of the town is not a place for sailors.
he throws another dry chunk of meat to the filthy dog
Uhmm…
Grondar clears his throat
Can someone tell me what's going on over here?
And no…
He adds
My date was no good … I must warn you guys, the rich districts of the town is not a place for sailors.
he throws another dry chunk of meat to the filthy dog
Magyar Rhineholdt, human rogue
Mag catches his own rolling eyes before they start, and substitutes a charming grin. "You'll be at my elbow, of course, Eloise." he says.
Mag waits until Colmarr's taken Lissa out of earshot before catching Grondar up to speed: "Wakil and Braer have been arrested on murder charges, and they've found out Braer's an elf, to boot. Eloise," he remembers to smile gratefully at the young woman, "was good enough to bring the word to us."
unleashed said:
Mag catches his own rolling eyes before they start, and substitutes a charming grin. "You'll be at my elbow, of course, Eloise." he says.
Strahd_Von_Zarovich said:
Mag waits until Colmarr's taken Lissa out of earshot before catching Grondar up to speed: "Wakil and Braer have been arrested on murder charges, and they've found out Braer's an elf, to boot. Eloise," he remembers to smile gratefully at the young woman, "was good enough to bring the word to us."
Strahd_Von_Zarovich
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Grondar
he calls out loudly and quickly lower his voice
and I thought I had a bad night... let me join you.
By the gods ... an elf ?! prison ?!jkason said:
he calls out loudly and quickly lower his voice
and I thought I had a bad night... let me join you.
The mutt chomps the tough jerky, gripping it between his teeth. He slinks behind a crate on the pier where he can gnaw on the jerky out of sight.Grondar said:
Colmarr and Naomi grab a cloak for her and bundle her against the cold night air. The crew works their way back through the dark streets of Tortila to the Three-Penny Inn. The town has gone still and quiet.
They reach the inn without incident. A light is burning in the commons room, visible from the street. When they enter, a musician is on stage playing a subdued melody. Middle-class men are gathered around tables drinking, smoking, eating, and laughing good-naturedly. There is an edge to their mirth, though. The innkeeper is at the bar serving drinks. She, too, is smiling and laughing, but her eyes are tight. She glances at the door as soon as they walk in, and relief washes over her features at the sight of Eloise. It is replaced almost immediately by maternal anger. She says something to one of the men near her then comes around the bar, angling for the group and her daughter.
"Eloise Darling Wendette, where have you been? What have I told you about going out at this hour of the night?"
"But--"
"Don't you "but" me, missy! You get that backside of yours into an apron and attend to your duties before I take you over my knee right here and now! Get!" The innkeeper thrusts one beefy arm toward the kitchen, her index finger pointing the way. Eloise fairly leaps toward the kitchen, moving faster than the crew has ever seen her move before.
"And coming back with a gaggle of men, no less," the innkeeper says, turning toward the crew. "Oh, you're the crew of the Pander Ban. Oh! Is my Bennie with you?" A hopeful light fills the innkeeper's eyes, and she cranes her neck as if trying to see around everybody to where Captain Ben might be hiding.
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Magyar Rhineholdt, human rogue
Mag stops himself short of sighing in relief as Colmarr takes the lead in breaking the sad news to Eloise's mother. He instead takes on the other delicate matter.
"I assure you, ma'am, our company is entirely meant to keep Eloise safe from the rough elements in the city. The last thing we'd want would be to sully the reputation of so fine a young woman."
unleashed said:
Mag stops himself short of sighing in relief as Colmarr takes the lead in breaking the sad news to Eloise's mother. He instead takes on the other delicate matter.
"I assure you, ma'am, our company is entirely meant to keep Eloise safe from the rough elements in the city. The last thing we'd want would be to sully the reputation of so fine a young woman."
Drowned Hero
First Post
Takes a seat. And hand at pommel observes the room
The common room is warm and inviting. A merry fire burns at the stone hearth, and the room is filled with light. The men (and the few women) seem friendly, wealthier and softer than the clientele of the wharf-side dives. On the small raised stage, a musician bends over a stringed instrument, plucking a contemplative melody with long, slender fingers.Troth said:
"Oh, my!." The innkeeper's hand covers her mouth, holding in her gasp. Her brow furrows up, and her eyes well up with tears. When Magyar speaks, she quickly flicks a hand over her face, wiping away the traces of sorrow.Colmarr said:
The large matron drills Magyar with a hard eye. Though he is not small, the ex-stage performer realizes the woman probably ways half again as much as he does. Her arms and legs are like meaty tree trunks. "Let us speak upon these matters further, in private." Her tone is decidedly neutral.Magyar said:
Turning, she leads them across the common room, up the stairs to the second floor, and into a private dining room. She brings a taper from the hall in with her, lighting the lamps around the room. The two windows facing the street are tightly shuttered, and the stone hearth is barren and cold. A long table with seats for twelve stretches the length of the room, and along one wall is a bookcase filled with dusty tomes. Mistress Wendette seats herself in a chair and the end of the table, takes a deep breath, and says in a calm, even voice, "Please, tell me what happened to Captain Ben."
[sblock=OOC]It is not necessary for everyone to follow the innkeeper up to the private dining room. In fact, if they are to speak to her without Naomi present, someone will have to watch over her.[/sblock]
