[Vile] Puppy Kicking PCs at Work

[Goddess FallenAngel]

T'aria: half-fiend rogue2

T'aria raises an eyebrow, but nods at Gwyn's words. "Of course. I can catch up to you shortly, or if you would be so kind as to wait briefly, this matter should not take long."

She takes a mental assessment. Let's see... myself, Gwyn, the victim, the dark female, the elf, and the male... hmm. Should figure in Accalon as well...

"My companion who is currently upstairs could also be of assistance, Madam. He is quite capable in combat, and could easily be left here as another guard in addition to your..." she pauses briefly, as if calculating how to address the individual hulking to the side, "Alicia. Another strongarm would be useful, I am sure, if our acquaintances," she gestures at Lydia and Aeweth, "detect someone attempting to enspell your property."

She gives a slight, but respectable, bow. "As to the vulgar matter of our fee..." T'aria names an only slightly unreasonable price.

[OOC: Bluff +6 and Diplomacy +3 to convince the Madam; also, T'aria would most likely be able to guess at how much to charge from her history with the thieves' guild. It would be bumped up by about 10-15% for haggling purposes.]

 

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

"Um, couldn't we blend in as guards? Like, uh, Alicia here?" Rhesa knows the answer, but Aeweth would ask, so she asks. I mean, for Gods sake, Aeweth couldn't guard her way out of a burlap sack and looks about as dangerous as a stuffed rabbit. Which, incidentally, is how Gwyn seems to view her. In stark contrast, you have "Alicia," who is nine feet and several hundred odd pounds of I-don't-know-and-I-don't-want-to-know.

"I am afraid, dear Aeweth, that neither of us seem to strike fear into the hearts of men with our appearance. We would do better work dressing the part of employees. And yes, I would inquire about our pay as well. I don't get into a dress, or out of one for that matter, for free," Lydia says calmly.

 

[Goddess FallenAngel]

"I am afraid, dear Aeweth, that neither of us seem to strike fear into the hearts of men with our appearance. We would do better work dressing the part of employees. And yes, I would inquire about our pay as well. I don't get into a dress, or out of one for that matter, for free," Lydia says calmly.

"That price was, of course, for all of us." T'aria smiles. "There are seven of us, if I am correct." She turns to Lydia. "However, if you wish to negotiate your own price, I could revise the initial offer to the Madam..."

 

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

OOC - Sorry Goddess, I hadn't seen your post when I posted.

 

[Goddess FallenAngel]

OOC - Sorry Goddess, I hadn't seen your post when I posted.

[OOC-Not a problem, I figured as much - I just posted to maintain story continuity. We can delete posts, or leave stand - what is your preference?]

 

[Telsar]

Loni gives Accalon a quick kiss on the cheek after he dresses. “I can’t think of a john who’s been with all three of them. They were possibly more popular than some others,” she looks apologetic, “including me. Some of us have difficulties doing certain… things. The first two were pretty open to anything, and Missy couldn’t say no to anyone. It wasn’t really a question of her wanting it; she just never said no. Probably because she started so young, 12 I think. I think she’s been here since Brie started the place. And by weird, I guess you mean has someone cast a spell on me? I don’t think so. I don’t feel like running away. Unless… unless something happened to Madame Brie, I guess. But except for the girls who did run away, everyone seems normal.”

Madame Brie sends Valasia upstairs to grab some clothes for Aeweth and Lydia, telling her specifically what to bring. [Accalon may run into her if he has anything he wants to say to her or ask her] She then tells Gwyn, “Gorgon’s Way is on the west side of town. Clearly marked, you’ll have no problem finding it. It’s about 2 miles long, and I didn’t get the exact location of where the merchant saw Miri, so it might require some searching or questioning. And it’s about 3 hours till dawn; probably won’t be too many people about, but maybe that’s better if you have to ask anybody some probing questions.”

Brie and T’aria haggle a bit, first with Brie saying “Money is never vulgar, but if you think so, I’ll be happy to give you as little of it as possible” T’aria has some ideas on what a thieves guild would charge for this, but apparently Brie doesn’t [Bluff 18+6=24], so the Madame winds up, with a ‘final’ offer of 600 gp per girl brought back disenchanted, and 2500 gp for the guy responsible, either dead or unable to resist any vengeance Brie might wish to visit upon him. This total to be divided up by the party as they wish. Brie says, “It’s robbery, but you guys seem professional, so it’ll be worth it. Is that payment acceptable? But you won’t get a copper until I have my girls or my head.”

“And if a couple of you want to find Hectaras, he’s usually staying at the Hearthgate Inn, when he isn’t out pretending to be a big man.” Directions are given to the Inn, and then Madame Brie looks at Alicia for a moment, thinking. “Alicia, dear, why don’t you go to Gorgon’s Way with these two”, referring to Gwyn and T’aria. “They seem especially close, and I’d like you to help them keep their minds on business. I’m sure when that armored warrior Accalon comes down, he can help protect the girls.”

At the bar, Aligor moves his bloody table aside, being careful not to topple it, no reason to waste good ale, as he rushes the ruffians. [The Initimidate doesn't help in a combat situation unless you use it as a standard action. I'm assuming here you weren't willing to do that] His first swing with his waraxe is wide [Rolled 4+6=10 AC hit. Note, extra damage on Power Attack is doubled with a weapon used in 2 hands, so damage when you hit will be 1D10+6 for the –1 to hit (1D10+8 for –2, 1D10+10 for –3).] , and the brothers, apparently used to fighting 2 to 1 against someone, each flank the dwarf. The first, taller one is perhaps too tall, as his sword whizzes over Aligor’s head [hit AC 9], while the shorter one’s weapon makes a clanging noise against Aligor’s armor [hit AC 17]. Meanwhile Rusty rushes to the bar to get his weapon, saying “Dammit, Aligor, leave this t’ me, will ya? You spllin’ blood in here is just gonna add to my headaches. Have ya ever tried hittin’ someone with the flat side of yer axe?” The barmaid, very used to this sort of thing, took cover behind the bar as soon as weapons were drawn. [OOC, the riding or guard dog is fine, once it’s been added, and yeah, he’s sleeping]

 

[Brother Shatterstone]

Accalon Darcanda: Human/Male (Unholy Warrior)

Knowing full well that her difficulties will pass in time but not wanting to say something that could be taken as cold and callus Accalon simply gives the young harlot an understanding and sympatric smile as he speaks softly to her, “There’s no need to be apologetic, I thoroughly enjoyed our time together.”

Accalon looks away towards the door and appears almost to be studying it with his green eyes. He had stops himself short of suggesting that they could meet again if time warranted it and he found himself mystified why he had even thought that, as he had never once thought about spending time with the same whore again.

Slightly disturbed at his thoughts but hiding it naturally from his face he turns back to Loni, “No I meant weird as in occurrences, strange events, something seeing out of place, that sort of thing?”

 

[Cepter]

The negotiations are mostly ignored by Sunedilar, as he only catches the important parts. The money will fund his continued travels, but the view of the city is proving to be of greater value. As the discussion came to a close and the last bit of direction was given, the location of the priest, Sunedilar turned to glance at Alev, his temporary companion, he remembers another one who is often in this town that could prove useful.

"We should make a stop before proceeding to the Inn. There is a potential ally here who is fond of a rather seedy place known as the Rusty Guts. He is course, but useful."

 

[Telsar]

Loni appears to think hard for several moments. "Something weird... can't think of much. There is a john who has come in twice a week regularly for over a year, never missed a date. But he hasn't shown this last week, missed 2 appointments. Is that weird? He's definitely weird, likes things like pissing on each other. But maybe he just found an understanding girlfriend." She looks a bit disappointed. "That's all I can come up with, sorry."

 

[Brother Shatterstone]

Accalon Darcanda: Human/Male (Unholy Warrior)

Accalon nods his head thoughtfully as he replies, “No, Loni you did just fine.”

Accalon finds himself feeling naked without his hooded cloak to help mask his anger that crosses his face as the mental picture of some guy doing that to his precious Loni forms in is disease mind. A slight frown crosses his face as he thinks to himself, When did she becomes yours and just when did she become previous?

Though the thought of the question bothers him the fact that he answers it himself seems normal enough to him as his frown tightens, When her body rejected your gift… A potential sister in arms must be protected. He shakes his head slightly and refocuses on the young whore.

His voice is unintentionally and slightly curt, “Not one of your regulars I take it?” He gives a small apologetic smile as he removes the curtness from his voice, “Sorry, I should look into this. Do you know this john’s real name or maybe his occupation?”