The Secret Scion

[stonegod]

Something Fishy in Sharn's Welcome

Tondrek's wave goes unanswered as a mob of people start forming around Mace Lumpy Man. Tondrek tries to stop them, mostly by saying "Stop that!" and "Careful the lump!", but, as usual, he is overlooked. The half-orc is quite confused until Smelly Thug and Strips of Clothes Girl show up. When Smelly Thug picks up Mace Lumpy Man, Tondrek gets near his face, stomps his feet like a stubborn child, sticks out his lip, and chides, "Put Lumpy down!"

 

[Rystil Arden]

'Lucky we didn't get one of those selfish spoiled noble's daughters who lies at the drop of a hat to get attention or that would have been harder' Rayni thinks to herself.

"You are welcome, Lady ir'Daga," Rayni replies simply, not quite meeting the lady's eyes.

'Now if only I haven't been recognised somehow due to this, it turned out better than I could have expected.'

 

[Erekose13]

Having lost sight of their two former employees and their mysterious third eye, Hxaptos calms down. He looks angry still but he puts the mace away. He does not try to explain himself, he just stalks off in the opposite direction of the enraged crowd.

 

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

The Aftermath of Arden's Fall

"All we can ask is that you do what you can to warn others and help bring them down. And hopefully you can clear us of any wrongdoing as well." Mel says. "I think we have someone else to talk to as well who may help."

Lady ir'Daga looks at Mel in utter astonishment for a moment before she begins to speak. "Young woman..." she says slowly, "I do not know you. You have helped my daughter, and for that I am grateful. But... I did not see this happen. I trust Opal, and you seem trustworthy as well, but accusing a respected academic organization like the Illuminated Minds of mind control and possession without true proof, without anything to give the Watch... No one would ever pay attention to me again, our family would be ridiculed, and if they are truly rotten, then it would not hurt them much at all. And I cannot clear you personally my dears. I was here in my garden room, while you were attacking upstanding citizens in Ocean View in front of dozens of witnesses. If we do not act hysterical, I can give them my opinion, as a respected member of the community, that you acted in good faith, but I dare say the Watch would have many questions for you."

"If you had asked for an invitation to a party, or an appointment with a glammerweave tailor, or a recommendation to a theater, that I would be able to give you with my blessing. But," she adds, putting up a hand before your disappointment can grow too much, "I can do something. I can tell the Watch that Arden made subtle but inappropriate advances towards Opal and that some concerned members of the audience felt obligated to defend her honor. People overreacted and chaos ensued. That's basically the truth, without getting into things that can't be proved. And then," and here she smiles a bit maliciously, "I shall have tea with Lady Varlen, the most notorious and prolific gossip in Upper Tavic's Landing. If I drop a few disapproving hints in the conversation, I will be very much surprised if the reputation of the Illuminated Minds isn't in tatters before the week's end."

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Something was fishy in Sharn's Welcome

With Tondrek's childish expression and Hxaptos intense denial of anything resembling an entertaining fight, the big man lets him go and strolls off with his buxom wench, off to seek better entertainment. The crowd, cheated out of a fight to bet on, grumbles a bit, but soon settles down into its usual swirl of people. After Hxaptos slows down from a stalk to a walk, Querzana looks at Harolk and back at him. "What in the Nine Hells was that?!" she demands.

Somewhere in Hxaptos' mind an insane cackle echoes through cracked and moldy corridors...

 

[Bront]

The Aftermath of Arden's Fall
Mel nods, "I understand. As I said, it is all we can ask, and if you can not, I understand. But thank you for at least helping us with the guards. And you can still keep an eye out on them, and perhaps warn those who you are close to."

Mel pauseses for a moment, "Though, perhaps you can help in another way. Do you think you could set a meeting up with Layferi d’Phiarlan for us? I have need to speak with him, and think a meating somewhere other than his theatre would be prudent.

 

[Someone]

"What in the Nine Hells was that?!" she demands.

"He's a few marbles short of the complete set, I think. A little eccentric. Somewhat not very clear of mind. Better said" jokes Harolk "That he's mad as a hatter, or maybe just insane if you wish. But he's the closest thing to a healer we've found."

"That doesn't speak very well of our luck, now that I think on it."

 

[stonegod]

Something was fishy in Sharn's Welcome

As the tough leaves, Tondrek sticks his tongue out as his retreating back. Flush with a sense of victory, and quickly forgetting the ruckus anyhow, Tondrek brightens up, looks at the others, and states, "Lets go looky ships now!"

 

[D20Dazza]

Bail stands quietly behind the girls, not paying attention to the conversation but thinking of tactics for his next game.

 

[Rystil Arden]

"Thank you, my lady. Your aid and understanding are all we can ask for," Rayni bows, "In truth, it is better than what I initially hoped. I am the one who took the first move against the Illuminated Minds, and I did so fully expecting that we would earn the enmity of not only the quori themselves but also due to misunderstanding that of the guard and maybe even the noble families, including you, if we were not believed. I did it because I believe that the life of your daughter is precious and should not be abused and destroyed so casually by evil entities fighting their own secret war."

 

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

]The Aftermath of Arden's Fall

Mel nods, "I understand. As I said, it is all we can ask, and if you can not, I understand. But thank you for at least helping us with the guards. And you can still keep an eye out on them, and perhaps warn those who you are close to."

Mel pauseses for a moment, "Though, perhaps you can help in another way. Do you think you could set a meeting up with Layferi d’Phiarlan for us? I have need to speak with him, and think a meating somewhere other than his theatre would be prudent.

Lady ir'Daga looks a bit surprised at Mel's request, but nods at length. "Yes, I believe I can do that. Where can I reach you?"

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Strolling around Sharn's Welcome

"He's a few marbles short of the complete set, I think. A little eccentric. Somewhat not very clear of mind. Better said," jokes Harolk "That he's mad as a hatter, or maybe just insane if you wish. But he's the closest thing to a healer we've found."

"That doesn't speak very well of our luck, now that I think on it."

Querzana shakes her head. "You keep strange company, Harolk. And I ought to know, shouldn't I? You keep coming to the dueling club, don't you?" she asks with a wink.

As the tough leaves, Tondrek sticks his tongue out as his retreating back. Flush with a sense of victory, and quickly forgetting the ruckus anyhow, Tondrek brightens up, looks at the others, and states, "Let's go looky ships now!"

Freed from a rather odd coincidence... or just a random incident of no import, the group resumes their stroll along the docks. Drunken sailors and countless others throng about them, and the smell of sea air... combined with ale, unwashed bodies, and smoke fills the air. You can get your fill of sights of dozens of different ships, peoples, and more kinds of cargo than you thought necessary. When darkness begins to fall, you get another show entirely, as the lanterns on the ships make a starfield on the water, trailing far out on the docks...