The Four Lands - The Intelligence Service

[renau1g]

As Braxton and Orion clasps hands and introduce themsleves a huge smile forms on Frigin's face from large ear to large ear. Slapping each on the shoulder at the same time he says, "New friends I have, what a great day! Maybe I should make more?" and in saying he steps over to the bard and monk. Missing the comments made by Orion.

"A moment Master Bard, I would know the name of one as great as yourself. And if you are willing buy you a drink before you play again." Frigin says seeming not to notice the little monk's demeanor(is that spelled right?)

The bard looks at the large man, breaking his concentration from the other smaller man and says "I am known as Llyr Vaughan"
simply, then returns to the other man.

The sword-master lights another smoke as he waves his hand. walking away you can hear his voice trail behind him.
"Not worthy of the blade anyway. Musicians don't deserve a warriors penance."
he approaches the bar and smells the air as he perks an eyebrow. Thinking to himself

The bard stares daggers at Netzach and says in a cold voice, "I would be wary of who you threaten so easily, that blade of yours would be of no use if I desire it removed. Now be on your way before I decide that you are bothering me." He returns to make notations in his book.

 

[Dragonwriter]

Orion is jostled a bit by Frigin's thump, spilling a little of his ale. He looks down at the small splash, frowning, then shrugs. His eyes glaze over again for a moment as he looks back up.

The young man suddenly shakes his head, seeming to clear it of his fog. He turns to Braxton, saying, "So I take it you have no idea why we're here? Certainly is a strange thing... Then again, I've really only ever known my order and musty old tomes, so it might not be so strange..."

As he speaks, Orion notices the weird-looking man walking away from the bard. "Hm. Wonder what that was all about..."

 

[Rhun]

Braxton shrugs, and pulls a silk handkerchief from an inner pocket of his coat, offering it to Orion. "No idea at all. But since gold was included, I found my interest was piqued. Anything to make a few quid, eh?"

 

[jkason]

Donovan Tepari, human cleric

he looks to the Donovan then leans in intrigued by his earlier comment
"Indeed my friend, cursed. What do you know of curses?"

"For the right supplicant, The Light can free men of all manner of curses," Donovan says, then crosses his arm and smirks, "You mean to say after all that talk, your blade can't do the same?"

 

[Kagehiro]

"For the right supplicant, The Light can free men of all manner of curses," Donovan says, then crosses his arm and smirks, "You mean to say after all that talk, your blade can't do the same?"

He scoffs slightly as he takes a long drag.
"Only a madman would dare to challenge a G-d with a blade. No no, I intend to find a man who is the eyes and tongue of Nerull. He will take my request to his Lord, and then I'll be free. That or find a man who can sever Nerull's ties to my bloodline. My family is no longer his chosen reapers, we've lost that favor long ago. Some 20 generations now."

he crosses his arms then plops down onto a stool staring at his bottle of wine. then he grabs it, taking another long drag he begins to chug the bottle. as he finishes his chug downing the other half of the bottle, he exhales the smoke. you can tell now he's quite inebriated and docile in comparison.
"Like I was saying. Until the G-ds recognize my honor and sever the ties of Nerull from me, I will travel this world taking the hearts of the men I've slain in recognition of my skill."
he opens a satchel showing some 10 dried hearts.
"I have the rest at my families crypt, there are 300 more hearts of those I've slain in honor duels."

he stares off as the alcohol hits him like a lead weight.
"A heart trapped by the Reaper... forced to take the hearts of others so that he may free his own."

 

[renau1g]

Llyr will return to his music playing, seeing the other man leaving him alone. He plays the music in a low, haunting melody and speaks to the barbarian in front of him.

"I welcome your offer my good man, although I do not mean to take you away from your friends" Llyr says, gesturing to the men that Frigin was talking to previously.

 

[Rhun]

[sblock=OOC to Renau1g]
I think you missed HolyMan's post where his PC offered to buy your bard a drink...
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[jkason]

Donovan Tepari, human cleric

"Like I was saying. Until the G-ds recognize my honor and sever the ties of Nerull from me, I will travel this world taking the hearts of the men I've slain in recognition of my skill."
he opens a satchel showing some 10 dried hearts.
"I have the rest at my families crypt, there are 300 more hearts of those I've slain in honor duels."

he stares off as the alcohol hits him like a lead weight.
"A heart trapped by the Reaper... forced to take the hearts of others so that he may free his own."

Donovan hasn't the guile to hide his distaste at the man's collection. He glances to his fellow clergy, but decides instead to excuse himself.

"Whoever Nerull is, if he needs men's hearts so ... literally, I smell wizardry and devils," Donovan says. "Turn to The Light before he takes you with him, sirrah."

Without waiting for a response, Donovan moves to the bar for a refill on his drink.

 

[HolyMan]

"Yes my new friends, we will all be helpers on a big job, see," he says holding out the paper. "We will also be paid in gold." he continues holding up the gold piece.

"Play on Master Bard for it is a grand day!" Frigin says before leaving the bard's company and returning to stand by the bar near Orion and Braxton.

 

[renau1g]

Llyr nods in thanks for the Frigin and then returns to his playing.