The Sea's Righteous Might

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While it's not the best version of Love's Lament Bran has ever played, as he had not the time to practice it, Kaelin can see the honesty in his eyes and hear the tremor in his voice. She clasps the steel rose to her chest as a tear wells up in her eye.

"Look, you," she says taking his hand. "I cannot remain angry for long. But if we're to be together, you must remain home more often! You can't be dashing off every time Iggy finds an old temple!" She throws her arms around Bran's neck. "Oh Bran, just come home soon! Of course I will wait for you!"

The rest of you, watching this saccharine display of ha'penny opera, aren't sure whether to congratulate Bran and Kaelin or try and slap some sense into them...

 

[Harvey]

Marisa Calathar, Cleric of Wee Jas

"Eh? Umm... I'll sell ya that piece for 15 gold, Milady!. Iffen ya want to haggle about it Miss, you'll hafta wait! Heh ha!"

Marisa visibly cringes at the sound of the 15 gold, and carefully sets down the trinket. 15 gold? I hope Bran is getting a better deal...

Once we return to the Clam Shell, Marisa reads Iggy's letter over Bran's shoulder. "See, I was right. I know there was something fishy going on. Maybe we should report tonight?" As Marisa is completing her last sentence, she notices Bran, not paying attention to her, and rushing over to Kaelin. "Hmpf" you hear from Mari's mouth. She turns to the rest of the party: "we should inform Iggy of our experience, and warn him of the kerosene." All the while, Mari is blatantly ignoring Bran's loot playing.

 

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Jaleph Bigthumbs Halfling Sorceror

Jaleph grins at Marisa's disdain for the scene being played out, though in truth he has hardly any more sympathy for them than she does. He gladly turns his attention to the matter at hand. "I have me another one of my bright ideas. Ven, you followed Milton from the time that he left till when he and his pals rejoined us in that alley, correct? That means that you know where they're meeting. We never got a chance to question Mires about the kerosene smell, but what's to stop us from going back, staking that place out, and trying to catch one of them alone when they leave? I can try the same trick on them that I tried on Mires, and if that fails, well, there are other ways to extract cooperation from thugs like them. I'm just really not interested in finding out through experience what exactly they were up to tonight!" Jaleph looks a little uncertain about this plan, but he eyes everyone expectantly. "Well, what do you think?"

 

[Harvey]

Marisa Calathar, Cleric of Wee Jas

Marisa smiles at Jal's plan. "I, for one, am in favor of being proactive. We still have until tomorrow morning to be at the Righteous Might. In lieu of siting around in this bar courting maidens" she glares across the tavern at Bran and Kaelin "our time might be better served to stop a sabotage attempt. I am in. I just wish I had prayed to Wee Jas for spells better suited for a stake-out..."

 

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Ven stares at the others.

What kind of exploration team is this? Face the enemy. Make friends with them. Chat a bit. Go separate ways. Then go find them again? They'll probably decide to chat them up again and leave.

By the look in the barbarian's face you can tell he's sorely tempted to haul off to bed. He drains his mug and stares at them for a moment more, looking extremely bored. Then he shrugs.

"Sure, whatever."

 

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Jaleph Bigthumbs Halfling Sorceror

Jaleph stares at Ven for a moment, then says "Thanks for your suuport, Ven. We'll probably need you along for this mission if we're to survive it." Jal wonders if Ven caught on to the sardonic tone in his voice. Then he walks across the common room to Bran and Kaelin, and attempts to interrupt with a discreet cough. "Sorry to interrupt, Bran, but I was thinking that we might not have settles things to satisfaction earlier. Marisa and I have been talking about... going out to speak with our friends again. Ven has agreed to come along, if somewhat grudgingly. Would you like to discuss a plan of action with us, or are you too busy right now?" Not a hint of his amusement reaches Jaleph's face, all through his speech.

 

[Animus]

Bran Olvant, Treasure Hunter Extraordinaire

"Look, if you're concerned about my priorities, I have them on straight," Bran says, obviously hurt. "But I also have a life outside of beating up the bad guys, and you people have to recognize that. Now that I have this done, let's go and do domething about Hugo's boys."

He says, looking at Kaelin, "Don't worry about me, I'll be fine. We have this business to take care of, then I'll be back."

 

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Jaleph stares at Ven for a moment, then says "Thanks for your suuport, Ven. We'll probably need you along for this mission if we're to survive it." Jal wonders if Ven caught on to the sardonic tone in his voice.

The barbarian rankles at the Jaleph's remark. He glares at the little halfling with undisguised contempt. Spitting on the floor near Jaleph's feet, he says "We'll see."

 

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The barbarian rankles at the Jaleph's remark. He glares at the little halfling with undisguised contempt. Spitting on the floor near Jaleph's feet, he says "We'll see."

Jaleph doesn't even spare the barbarian a second glance for his rudeness before walking away.

Once Bran has rejoined them, Jaleph will quickly recap his idea, then ask Bran if he has any preference as to which plan of action to undertake.

ooc to Animus: Jaleph specifically didn't say anything or act in any way patronizing or amused at you; sorry if I didn't make that clear in my post. He has no desire to put you down in front of your lady, I put that part in because I had already said that he was somewhat amused at the situation and I wanted to clarify how he wasn't acting

 

[Animus]

Bran Olvant, Treasure Hunter Extraordinaire (rogue/fighter 1/1)

OOC: That was meant for Marisa. I don't think she likes the type of guy Bran is . Which is great, because it makes for more fun. Anyway, on to the story...

"As far as the plan goes, I don't have a preference. That kind of stuff was never my forte," Bran says.