The Antigrol Tide (IC)

[mps42]

Denther joins a group three men playing dice. The game they're playing involves throwing sometimes three, sometimes five dice until a legal combination is made. The highest combo wins. Bets are a straight ante set by the winner of the previous toss. One of the men looks up as Denther approaches.[/i] "Howdy, stranger. Wanna play? Five silvers gets you in the toss."

"Sure, why not." Denther sits at the table and begins watching th egame, trying to learn the rules. "The lute player you might have some information on this 'Captain Ben' that he sang about."

 

[unleashed]

Colmarr and Magyar recognize the bard as the same minstrel who, the night before, played at the Sleeping Sailor. There was something funny then, and there's something funny about the musician now.

Spotting the minstel from the previous evening, Colmarr makes his way over to where he is performing, trying to keep out of the minstrel’s eyeline. He moves right beside him, before he says, “So what mischief are you up to tonight... my melodious friend.”

 

[Drowned Hero]

Spotting the minstel from the previous evening, Colmarr makes his way over to where he is performing, trying to keep out of the minstrel’s eyeline. He moves right beside him, before he says, “So what mischief are you up to tonight... my melodious friend.”

Troth observes Colmarr approaching the bard, no having anything important to say he lends back where he sits with Grondar and listens to the gnome and the bard

Where is that little girl?

 

[jkason]

Magyar Rhineholdt, human rogue

Spotting the minstel from the previous evening, Colmarr makes his way over to where he is performing, trying to keep out of the minstrel’s eyeline. He moves right beside him, before he says, “So what mischief are you up to tonight... my melodious friend.”

Magyar similarly tries to keep out of the musician's sightline, but knowing a larger group is more likely to grab attention, he gives Colmarr a chance to sneak on his own, instead trying to catch sight of Eloise, and moving to her if he does so.

 

[Mallak]

“So what mischief are you up to tonight... my melodious friend.”

The musician is concentrating on the instrument, fiddling with the tuning pegs and plucking strings. To Colmarr's ears, it sounds like the bard is intentionally detuning the instrument. The minstrel speaks in a light tenor without looking up. "Though mischief be the fire of life, still fire may lead to worry and strife. I'll say a little mischief hurts but few," Here the bard turns and gazes at Colmarr with brilliant green eyes, narrow and slightly tilted up at the corners, "and methinks 'little mischief' refers to you." Long brown locks of hair fall around the bard's face, framing high, angular cheekbones and a sharp jawline. A long, slender nose curves over narrow lips. The musician smiles, the slightest curve of the lips, and plucks the first few notes of a common festival melody.

Magyar glances around the commons room for Eloise. He spots her across the room, laughing with some customers. When she turns to go, one of the men takes a swat at her bottom, but she skips nimbly aside, heading for the kitchen. Magyar can catch up to her as she reaches the bar.

Across town...

"The lute player you might have some information on this 'Captain Ben' that he sang about."

"You have a name, Sailor? They call me Barry. Want to know about Captain Ben, eh?" The man glances at Denther as he passes the dice. "Aye, I know 'im. Captain's the Pander Ban, wot's anchored in the bay right now. Don't know how he ended up in Johnny's song, though. He was at the Arrow in the Bull last night, but I don't know that he did anything worthy o' beein' sung about. Didn't even see 'im on the bucket line. Why you lookin' for 'im?"

 

[unleashed]

The musician is concentrating on the instrument, fiddling with the tuning pegs and plucking strings. To Colmarr's ears, it sounds like the bard is intentionally detuning the instrument. The minstrel speaks in a light tenor without looking up. "Though mischief be the fire of life, still fire may lead to worry and strife. I'll say a little mischief hurts but few," Here the bard turns and gazes at Colmarr with brilliant green eyes, narrow and slightly tilted up at the corners, "and methinks 'little mischief' refers to you." Long brown locks of hair fall around the bard's face, framing high, angular cheekbones and a sharp jawline. A long, slender nose curves over narrow lips. The musician smiles, the slightest curve of the lips, and plucks the first few notes of a common festival melody.

Taking meaning from the words spoken, but not showing they have disturbed him, Colmarr smiles in return and bows his head in acceptance, “An apt title for me, no doubt... while I believe ‘vexing discord’ is an equally apt title to you.” Looking at the bard with his own sapphire-blue eyes, humour and mischief clearly evident, he sings so the bard alone can hear, “And while such chaos as you obviously intend, by the dissonance of your strings, has its place it is not here, where laughter and mirth should ring,” his hand moving quickly as he completes the nonverbal portions of his spell.

[SBLOCK=OOC]Casting Tasha’s hideous laughter on the bard if Colmarr can manage it (let’s hope it works ).[/SBLOCK]

 

[mps42]

Across town...
"You have a name, Sailor? They call me Barry. Want to know about Captain Ben, eh?" The man glances at Denther as he passes the dice. "Aye, I know 'im. Captain's the Pander Ban, wot's anchored in the bay right now. Don't know how he ended up in Johnny's song, though. He was at the Arrow in the Bull last night, but I don't know that he did anything worthy o' beein' sung about. Didn't even see 'im on the bucket line. Why you lookin' for 'im?"

"My names' Denther and if this Ben be a Captain o' the sea then I be looking fer 'im. I can't stay on land but just a few hours before I hear the call o' the sea again. Ye know where I might find this Ben?"

 

[jkason]

Magyar Rhineholdt, human rogue

Magyar glances around the commons room for Eloise. He spots her across the room, laughing with some customers. When she turns to go, one of the men takes a swat at her bottom, but she skips nimbly aside, heading for the kitchen. Magyar can catch up to her as she reaches the bar.

Leaving Colmarr to his avenue, Mag navigates the crowd nimbly, meeting up with Eloise and giving her a supportive smile. Whether she's quick to recover from grief or just good at covering such, he decides it best to play along.

"I seem to have escaped your mother with all my bones in one piece," he says. "Though that bard's doing nothing good for my ears. Do you know him, Eloise?"

 

[Jdvn1]

Malachi finds a table to eat his dinner while keeping his eyes open, looking for anything interesting. He doesn't want to spend a lot of extra time here.

 

[Drowned Hero]

Troth raises up from his chair where hes been slumbering and suddenly noticing Denther not being with them. 'Grondar im gonna look after Denther' with that he walk out of the Taver and back to the docks.