The Heroes of House Tharashk
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this is a low-flying panic attack
Cazanjan laughs in response to Dox's description of what the weather would do to his clothes.
Jarval
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"I am ready to go." Gamil says, a little bothered by the specks of rust that have formed on the studs on his morningstar. He scowls suspiciously at a little clump of fungus starting to grow on the weapon's haft, brushing it off out of the suite's door.
"And I though I was joking about the weather..."
"And I though I was joking about the weather..."
cdsaint
First Post
Once you arrive at the tavern you are greeted by the happy smiling face of Myrta. Her crooked teeth flash a brilliant white as she jumps off the bench in front of Huckabees tavern to greet you. "Lord d'Tornn is ready for you in the second private dining room on the left." She waves a mug of something black and thick in your direction. "Huckabee got in a few kegs of Goldmire Black this morning! Try some, you'll not find anything else like it, I'll guarantee you. No, go on in. It wouldn't do to keep Milord waitin'.
You find Lord d'Tornn already seated in the dining room, dressed in a set of nice, comfortable looking hunting leathers. With his thin grey hair tied back with a leather thong and his battle axe leaning against the table leg he looks more like the professional mercenary he used to be than the Lord he is.
To his left is an old human woman, probably in her sixties. Her face is crisscrossed by the scars of battle and time. She also wears hunting leathers and a longbow and quiver lean against the wall in the corner nearest her chair.
On his other side of him sits a younger half orc, pale and pockmarked, but bearing a definate family resemblance to Lord Khundran d'Tornn. Unlike the two elder House Tharashk members he is dressed in fine courtiers garb.
"Good evening gentlemen. I trust you're finding Huckabee's hospitality to your liking. Most people who aren't used to the swamps seem to find it more comfortable here than in one of our more traditional buildings. Especially in a storm (laughs).
Lord d'Tornn asks you to be seated, and introduces the old woman as Drade Rigossi, an advisor, and the young half orc as his son Willum. After pleasantries are exchanged He summons the waitress and orders.
You find Lord d'Tornn already seated in the dining room, dressed in a set of nice, comfortable looking hunting leathers. With his thin grey hair tied back with a leather thong and his battle axe leaning against the table leg he looks more like the professional mercenary he used to be than the Lord he is.
To his left is an old human woman, probably in her sixties. Her face is crisscrossed by the scars of battle and time. She also wears hunting leathers and a longbow and quiver lean against the wall in the corner nearest her chair.
On his other side of him sits a younger half orc, pale and pockmarked, but bearing a definate family resemblance to Lord Khundran d'Tornn. Unlike the two elder House Tharashk members he is dressed in fine courtiers garb.
"Good evening gentlemen. I trust you're finding Huckabee's hospitality to your liking. Most people who aren't used to the swamps seem to find it more comfortable here than in one of our more traditional buildings. Especially in a storm (laughs).
Lord d'Tornn asks you to be seated, and introduces the old woman as Drade Rigossi, an advisor, and the young half orc as his son Willum. After pleasantries are exchanged He summons the waitress and orders.
Gulo bows to those assembled in the dining room. "I am pleased to see you my Lord. I am glad you have arrived."
Taking a seat, he orders the speciality of the house. "I fear I am not fond of these swamps, Mi'Lord; Huckabees is pleasant enough, but I miss the mountains."
Ths shifter ceases his attempt at small talk, and fidgeting, tries to hide his eagerness to hear the purpose of his attendance in Droaam.
Taking a seat, he orders the speciality of the house. "I fear I am not fond of these swamps, Mi'Lord; Huckabees is pleasant enough, but I miss the mountains."
Ths shifter ceases his attempt at small talk, and fidgeting, tries to hide his eagerness to hear the purpose of his attendance in Droaam.
Jarval
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"I too am pleased to meet you, my lord. Huckabee's hospitality has been very good, we have felt most welcome." Gamil pauses for a moment. "Baring the midnight attack, of course."
Taking a seat, he sits silently as the food is ordered, patiently waiting for Lord Khundran to tell them more of the purpose of their presence.
Taking a seat, he sits silently as the food is ordered, patiently waiting for Lord Khundran to tell them more of the purpose of their presence.
cdsaint
First Post
After the meal is finished and the dishes are cleared, Lord d'Tornn orders another round and then asks the staff for some privacy. Once the dor is shut, Drade stands and moves over to each of the two windows, sticks her head out for a moment, and then closes them. She nods to Lord d'Tornn.
The elder half orc leans back in his chair and kicks his feet up onto the table after lighting his cigar from a candle. "I'm glad you're as comfortable as possible considering aberrations attacking at midnight. I really didn't forsee anyone attacking you this early. I had actually expected my rivals to resort to bribery first. I'm sorry I didn't warn you before you came, but I had actually hoped to meet you yesterday, and would have warned you then.
At any rate, if you aren't already convinced by the attack last night, you are in some danger, and will be so long as you stay in my employ, and here in The Marches. The reason for that is my well known habit of trying to drag this country, kicking and screaming if necessary into the present day. I want Zarash'ak to become a modern metropolis, with representatives of all the Houses here. I want this city to be the equal of the other great cities rather than the stinking backwater that it is. As you've all had some dealings with people, you'll be aware that while change is good, it has it's enemies. Not even a majority of House Tharashk is behind me on this, let alone the Gatekeepers, or the general population. I'm not alone either though.
Unfortunately I can't be here very often to keep an eye on things, so Willum here oversees things in my absence. Drade advises him since although he's very educated, he's not terribly experienced in any kind of a fight. And make no mistake, this is going to be a dirty, nasty backalley brawl. Some of our oponnents will bring arms against us, others will use whispers and daggers in the dark.
Which of course brings me to your role here. I expect you do use all your collective skills to bring my vision to full flower. I want you to help me make this city bloom! The first order of business I have in mind is to help our new friend Cazanjan d'Kundarrak establish a House Kundarrak enclave and Vault here. I don't know exactly what kind of place you'll need, so it will be up to you to scout a place out, Myrta will act as guide and interpreter when and if necessary. Willum and Drade will provide any assistance they can, and when you locate a proper place they'll see to aquiring it for later resale to your house. For now Cazanjan's vault takes priority, and I expect you all to help him with it as best you can.
You'll also need to keep your eyes open for trouble from some odd directions. The Cults of the Dragon Below have as you know already expressed an interest in you. About the only ones I'm sure you can trust are here. Myrta is pretty trustworthy, but I'm not completely comfortable with her knowing any more than she has to. So, any questions?" He asks with a grin.
Cazanjan :
The elder half orc leans back in his chair and kicks his feet up onto the table after lighting his cigar from a candle. "I'm glad you're as comfortable as possible considering aberrations attacking at midnight. I really didn't forsee anyone attacking you this early. I had actually expected my rivals to resort to bribery first. I'm sorry I didn't warn you before you came, but I had actually hoped to meet you yesterday, and would have warned you then.
At any rate, if you aren't already convinced by the attack last night, you are in some danger, and will be so long as you stay in my employ, and here in The Marches. The reason for that is my well known habit of trying to drag this country, kicking and screaming if necessary into the present day. I want Zarash'ak to become a modern metropolis, with representatives of all the Houses here. I want this city to be the equal of the other great cities rather than the stinking backwater that it is. As you've all had some dealings with people, you'll be aware that while change is good, it has it's enemies. Not even a majority of House Tharashk is behind me on this, let alone the Gatekeepers, or the general population. I'm not alone either though.
Unfortunately I can't be here very often to keep an eye on things, so Willum here oversees things in my absence. Drade advises him since although he's very educated, he's not terribly experienced in any kind of a fight. And make no mistake, this is going to be a dirty, nasty backalley brawl. Some of our oponnents will bring arms against us, others will use whispers and daggers in the dark.
Which of course brings me to your role here. I expect you do use all your collective skills to bring my vision to full flower. I want you to help me make this city bloom! The first order of business I have in mind is to help our new friend Cazanjan d'Kundarrak establish a House Kundarrak enclave and Vault here. I don't know exactly what kind of place you'll need, so it will be up to you to scout a place out, Myrta will act as guide and interpreter when and if necessary. Willum and Drade will provide any assistance they can, and when you locate a proper place they'll see to aquiring it for later resale to your house. For now Cazanjan's vault takes priority, and I expect you all to help him with it as best you can.
You'll also need to keep your eyes open for trouble from some odd directions. The Cults of the Dragon Below have as you know already expressed an interest in you. About the only ones I'm sure you can trust are here. Myrta is pretty trustworthy, but I'm not completely comfortable with her knowing any more than she has to. So, any questions?" He asks with a grin.
Cazanjan :
When Lord d'Tornn put his feet on the table, you saw an odd look pass over Willum's face. It's only there for a split second, but you definately saw something. You think it might have been embarassment, but you're not 100% sure.
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Dox will study his Lordship very closely trying to get mannerism down, I know this is a short time to study him but will take the time to learn his mannerisms and speak all through out dinner. After he is done talking I will say " I of course have no problems doing what it takes to help your house my Lord. A couple of questions though.
1. Do you have any area's within this village that the Cult would hang out a bar or some other area? Or do they meet in the swamp on some lump of mud sticking out of it.
2. After I have been here awhile is there a place that you could say leave a boat that I could use on my own around town. I like Myrta, but she is a dead give away that we are from your employ.
3. Are there any area's you or you son do not want us to delve to closely into, and if so may I ask why.
4. I will need clothing that is standard for the area it does not have to be new and can be of poor quality. This will of course help me to move around the area more freely.
I am sorry to ask of you so much at this time, but feel it is needed to accomplish your requests" I will then smile and watch all of them for a reaction.
1. Do you have any area's within this village that the Cult would hang out a bar or some other area? Or do they meet in the swamp on some lump of mud sticking out of it.
2. After I have been here awhile is there a place that you could say leave a boat that I could use on my own around town. I like Myrta, but she is a dead give away that we are from your employ.
3. Are there any area's you or you son do not want us to delve to closely into, and if so may I ask why.
4. I will need clothing that is standard for the area it does not have to be new and can be of poor quality. This will of course help me to move around the area more freely.
I am sorry to ask of you so much at this time, but feel it is needed to accomplish your requests" I will then smile and watch all of them for a reaction.
cdsaint
First Post
"There is no telling where you might find the Cults. They don't worship in the open, even here where they are more numerous than anywhere else. They are extirminated when found, as a result, they are hard to find.
Getting a boat shouldn't be a problem. Finding a place to keep it might be though. Myrta should be able to help you with both items.
Delve anywhere you want, so long as my goals are advanced. I would recommend against making too free with others posessions though. Law enforcement here is a crazy-quilt of different tribal customs, and outside of the cities there isn't usually a coherent legal system. This tends to mean punishment depends on the whim of a Chief or Wise One more often than not.
Myrta can take you anywhere you need to go. Clothing should be no problem.
Here is your first months pay, along with a signing bonus as agreed. See Willum every month on the first to collect your pay."
At this point Willum passes out a purse to each of you. They contain 20pp and 50gp, 100gp is your current pay scale.
Getting a boat shouldn't be a problem. Finding a place to keep it might be though. Myrta should be able to help you with both items.
Delve anywhere you want, so long as my goals are advanced. I would recommend against making too free with others posessions though. Law enforcement here is a crazy-quilt of different tribal customs, and outside of the cities there isn't usually a coherent legal system. This tends to mean punishment depends on the whim of a Chief or Wise One more often than not.
Myrta can take you anywhere you need to go. Clothing should be no problem.
Here is your first months pay, along with a signing bonus as agreed. See Willum every month on the first to collect your pay."
At this point Willum passes out a purse to each of you. They contain 20pp and 50gp, 100gp is your current pay scale.
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