Paxus Asclepius
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Gwyn asks T'aria in Abyssal "Well, do we kill them? And if so, can I take my time about it?"
[Vile] Puppy Kicking PCs at Work
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Guilt Puppy
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Alev scoffs at the petty wizard's offer. He looks up to Sunedilar: "Do you want to hear any more of this? I don't want to hear any more of this. It's pretty tiring."
He says it stagishly enough that it will seem to the man that he is only making a point, but if Sunedilar gives any indication that he's through listening, Alev will get right to the cutting. (Full attack, using both weapons.)
He says it stagishly enough that it will seem to the man that he is only making a point, but if Sunedilar gives any indication that he's through listening, Alev will get right to the cutting. (Full attack, using both weapons.)
Serpenteye
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Alicia laughs quietly, "Puppy go Splash!" then her demeanor changes. She walks calmly trough the door, wiping her sword on her cloak. She bends down to look straight into the lady's eyes, and with a cruel twist of her lips says. "She's not so ugly, for her age. Perhaps our employer could find some work for her. Or perhaps we could hold her hostage, her family might pay us richly to save her from our torture."
She suddenly convulses, loses her balance and sits down with a thud on the floor. A blank mindless look once again comes over her and she mumbles incoherently. "Squish, splash, bad dog."
She suddenly convulses, loses her balance and sits down with a thud on the floor. A blank mindless look once again comes over her and she mumbles incoherently. "Squish, splash, bad dog."
Brother Shatterstone
Dark Moderator of PbP
Accalon Darcanda: Human/Male (Unholy Warrior)
Accalon listens to the two men with fringe interest, their usefulness nearly at its end but he speaks friendly enough as he makes preparations for his departure, “I have no death wish and local politics are often just that for an outsider.” Nodding his head in departure he continues, “I’ll look into your entertainment suggestions but I need to take my leave.”
Finished with the two men he walks towards the goblin, his voice neutral as he addresses her, “Madame Brie, my companion T'aria talk to you about my usefulness in rescuing your girls. How can I be of assistant at the moment?”
Accalon listens to the two men with fringe interest, their usefulness nearly at its end but he speaks friendly enough as he makes preparations for his departure, “I have no death wish and local politics are often just that for an outsider.” Nodding his head in departure he continues, “I’ll look into your entertainment suggestions but I need to take my leave.”
Finished with the two men he walks towards the goblin, his voice neutral as he addresses her, “Madame Brie, my companion T'aria talk to you about my usefulness in rescuing your girls. How can I be of assistant at the moment?”
Fangor the Fierce
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Aligor Thunderaxe Male Dwarf Fighter/Barbarian
Aligor watches as Sunedilar twirls the chain and attacks at the third guy. Seems as though he hasn't lost his touch, he thinks to himself. Making sure that Sunedilar is not in trouble first, Aligor will then head off to Boon's place, travelling down the street behind the Inn. As he walks to Boon's hideout, he is thinking, Sunedilar is a welcome sight these days. Of all the thugs around this place, he was the most direct and respectable. Fighting alongside him was a great adventure in itself, although I guess those that have seen that are not living anymore. He grins, hoping that if Sunedilar is to run into him again, it would be on good terms, as Boon always used their services as a last resort in this town.
Remembering back a few weeks ago, Aligor knows Boon is still in business, and his last job was a cinch, only having to relieve a wealthy aristocrat of some artifacts that Boon had bidders for. This was more of a job for the more dexterious thieves, but Aligor's might came in handy when he found that the artifact was a 100 pound statue, which he had to carry off while defending against some guards. It was time to visit his old employer and see if this Hex needed some dealing with. Bane will accompany him through the streets, keeping an eye out in the darkness, as well as Aligor glancing back to make sure nobody is following him.
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Aligor watches as Sunedilar twirls the chain and attacks at the third guy. Seems as though he hasn't lost his touch, he thinks to himself. Making sure that Sunedilar is not in trouble first, Aligor will then head off to Boon's place, travelling down the street behind the Inn. As he walks to Boon's hideout, he is thinking, Sunedilar is a welcome sight these days. Of all the thugs around this place, he was the most direct and respectable. Fighting alongside him was a great adventure in itself, although I guess those that have seen that are not living anymore. He grins, hoping that if Sunedilar is to run into him again, it would be on good terms, as Boon always used their services as a last resort in this town.
Remembering back a few weeks ago, Aligor knows Boon is still in business, and his last job was a cinch, only having to relieve a wealthy aristocrat of some artifacts that Boon had bidders for. This was more of a job for the more dexterious thieves, but Aligor's might came in handy when he found that the artifact was a 100 pound statue, which he had to carry off while defending against some guards. It was time to visit his old employer and see if this Hex needed some dealing with. Bane will accompany him through the streets, keeping an eye out in the darkness, as well as Aligor glancing back to make sure nobody is following him.
Alev and Sunedilar, apparently having little use for a henchman wizard and his petty robbery plans, attack him in unison. Sunedilar swings his spiked chain, ripping out a good portion of the robed one’s leg, while Alev uses his Kukri to distract his enemy long enough to jab the man with his rapier. The man looks stunned at the sudden attack, and collapses in a heap to the ground.
[Sunedilar rolled 11+8=AC 19, hit. Damage rolled 7+3=10. Not sure if you were expecting two attacks by your description, but a spiked chain isn’t a double weapon. Alev rolled 15+4=AC 19 with Rapier: hit, rolled 3+4=AC 7 with Kukri:missed. Rapier damage rolled 6+2 = 8. Wizard’s HPs drop below 0, failed Fortitude check indicates he’s dying. Any further damage will mean he’s dead]
At the brothel, Madame Brie comes back down from upstairs, saying to Algernon and Ezuvial “The ladies will be ready shortly. They both are doing their best to look good for you.” Algernon says something about Lydia (not mentioned by name, of course) is definitely worth the wait, while the bodyguard continues to sit passively, observing everyone.
Looking toward Accalon, answering his question, Brie says “I sent my muscle, dear Alicia, with the two love-birds to Gorgon’s Way, so I really don’t have anyone to look over things here. You might be good for that.” She takes him a bit aside, and says quietly “You understand what my problems are, and you’ve talked with these two (looking at Algernon and Ezuvial) a bit. Do you think they could be involved? I’ve known Algernon for years, but I trust no one. And this is the first I’ve seen of a bodyguard. If you trust them, then I guess I could send you to the merchant who saw Miri on Gorgon’s Way. I think he might have more to tell.”
[BTW, continuity got skewed. Brie was upstairs with Lydia and Aeweth, but I assume she’d come back down before they’re ready. Any role-playing between the three of them, if it occurs soon, we’ll say happened right before this. If Isida and/or Thomas can’t post before tomorrow morning, I’ll probably continue the plot without that role-playing taking place]
[Sunedilar rolled 11+8=AC 19, hit. Damage rolled 7+3=10. Not sure if you were expecting two attacks by your description, but a spiked chain isn’t a double weapon. Alev rolled 15+4=AC 19 with Rapier: hit, rolled 3+4=AC 7 with Kukri:missed. Rapier damage rolled 6+2 = 8. Wizard’s HPs drop below 0, failed Fortitude check indicates he’s dying. Any further damage will mean he’s dead]
At the brothel, Madame Brie comes back down from upstairs, saying to Algernon and Ezuvial “The ladies will be ready shortly. They both are doing their best to look good for you.” Algernon says something about Lydia (not mentioned by name, of course) is definitely worth the wait, while the bodyguard continues to sit passively, observing everyone.
Looking toward Accalon, answering his question, Brie says “I sent my muscle, dear Alicia, with the two love-birds to Gorgon’s Way, so I really don’t have anyone to look over things here. You might be good for that.” She takes him a bit aside, and says quietly “You understand what my problems are, and you’ve talked with these two (looking at Algernon and Ezuvial) a bit. Do you think they could be involved? I’ve known Algernon for years, but I trust no one. And this is the first I’ve seen of a bodyguard. If you trust them, then I guess I could send you to the merchant who saw Miri on Gorgon’s Way. I think he might have more to tell.”
[BTW, continuity got skewed. Brie was upstairs with Lydia and Aeweth, but I assume she’d come back down before they’re ready. Any role-playing between the three of them, if it occurs soon, we’ll say happened right before this. If Isida and/or Thomas can’t post before tomorrow morning, I’ll probably continue the plot without that role-playing taking place]
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Brother Shatterstone
Dark Moderator of PbP
Accalon Darcanda: Human/Male (Unholy Warrior)
Accalon nods his head in understanding from deep within his hood as he thinks upon the ugliness that was, is, Alicia. He’s not positive who the two lovebirds are but it matters not to him. Speaking slowly he looks back to the two men, “It’s your choice my dear madame, but like you I trust few people. I don’t think Algernon is looking for anything other than entertainment, but his bodyguard…”
He trials off looking for the best word, “Ezuvial, doesn’t strike me as being a very good bodyguard. They act like equals and not the employer and employ that one would expect. Would you act like that with one of your girls?” He pauses giving her time to answer the question but replies pleasantly and without accusation, “Well, besides Valasia but she’s hardly a common girl is she?”
He watches Brie’s closing looking for any change in her expression at the mention of Valasia and common, a word that is so close to commoner, being drawn in the same breathe.
No more than 3 or so seconds pass before he finishes his thoughts, “Madame Brie, do you ever cater to those who would rather watch others unobserved than act out there desires? If you do I suggest someone watch them with the new girls from those chambers.”
Accalon nods his head in understanding from deep within his hood as he thinks upon the ugliness that was, is, Alicia. He’s not positive who the two lovebirds are but it matters not to him. Speaking slowly he looks back to the two men, “It’s your choice my dear madame, but like you I trust few people. I don’t think Algernon is looking for anything other than entertainment, but his bodyguard…”
He trials off looking for the best word, “Ezuvial, doesn’t strike me as being a very good bodyguard. They act like equals and not the employer and employ that one would expect. Would you act like that with one of your girls?” He pauses giving her time to answer the question but replies pleasantly and without accusation, “Well, besides Valasia but she’s hardly a common girl is she?”
He watches Brie’s closing looking for any change in her expression at the mention of Valasia and common, a word that is so close to commoner, being drawn in the same breathe.
No more than 3 or so seconds pass before he finishes his thoughts, “Madame Brie, do you ever cater to those who would rather watch others unobserved than act out there desires? If you do I suggest someone watch them with the new girls from those chambers.”
Aligor thinks about his former employer. Boon now runs a small antiques shop. When the human first hired Aligor quite some time ago, he was looking to control all the high-end thievery going on in town. But eventually, Aligor moved on to other employment, and a couple of thieves, who Boon was using to grab necklaces off of the necks of rich noblewoman, decided to get greedy and demand a bigger cut. The results was Boon with a broken arm that never has healed properly, and Boon having to pay more than he wanted to have the thieves assassinated. Since then, he’s kept things low-key, acting mostly as a fence, but occasionally organizing a particular profitable theft.
At the shop, this man with a crooked arm and receding hairline is examining some coins with a monocle when Aligor comes in. “Did I send for you? No, no that was a few weeks ago.” He studies Aligor carefully through his monocle. “You, my dwarven friend, look hurt. But I bet the other guy is hurt more, and missing something that you’d like to sell me now. So, what have you got?”
Back at the brothel, Brie does seem taken aback by Accalon’s choice of words. “What do you know about Valasia? Or think you know? She isn’t remotely common. But she’s no equal to me. Only reason I don’t smack her upside her head every now and then like I do the others is that it wouldn’t do any good. She’s not too bright, and the backside of my hand isn’t going to change that. And you better not be one of these johns that needs what they can’t have. Just stay away from her, you hear me?”
“But as for the voyeur rooms, yes we have a couple bedrooms set up for it. Good idea, that. When they go up, I’ll make sure someone’s watching. You, if you want.”
At the shop, this man with a crooked arm and receding hairline is examining some coins with a monocle when Aligor comes in. “Did I send for you? No, no that was a few weeks ago.” He studies Aligor carefully through his monocle. “You, my dwarven friend, look hurt. But I bet the other guy is hurt more, and missing something that you’d like to sell me now. So, what have you got?”
Back at the brothel, Brie does seem taken aback by Accalon’s choice of words. “What do you know about Valasia? Or think you know? She isn’t remotely common. But she’s no equal to me. Only reason I don’t smack her upside her head every now and then like I do the others is that it wouldn’t do any good. She’s not too bright, and the backside of my hand isn’t going to change that. And you better not be one of these johns that needs what they can’t have. Just stay away from her, you hear me?”
“But as for the voyeur rooms, yes we have a couple bedrooms set up for it. Good idea, that. When they go up, I’ll make sure someone’s watching. You, if you want.”
Goddess FallenAngel
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T'aria: female half-fiend rogue
T'aria stands, ignoring Anton's pleas and recalling having walked by the burned-out building. Didn't realize that was a church, but at least now we know where it is.
Absently brushing at the blood spatters on her clothing, she answers Gwyn in Abyssal. "Go ahead, dear friend. I doubt we need them anymore. Take your time, but let's be on our way before daylight, hmm? Although... the ugly one," T'aria gestures at Alicia, "may have the right idea of what to do with the female. Might be dangerous, though - I don't know how well connected this Elorelei is."
T'aria frowns down at Alicia as she mutters incoherently. Well, this one might be useful... when she's lucid. She snarls suddenly, just now noticing the paintings. If she just wouldn't ruin the profits! She moves over to inspect one of the paintings, detouring to shut and lock the door securely first. "Look at what you've done, Alicia!" T'aria snaps in Common. Maybe they can be cleaned or repaired?... she sighs. But how would I move them? Oh well, perhaps I can find something else worthwhile in this house...
She starts to walk further into the building, leaving Gwyn to play. On her way past the vase, T'aria picks it up and absently starts cleaning it with a decorative scarf that was draped across a nearby table. Maybe I can get some cleaner clothing somewhere in here as well....
T'aria stands, ignoring Anton's pleas and recalling having walked by the burned-out building. Didn't realize that was a church, but at least now we know where it is.
Absently brushing at the blood spatters on her clothing, she answers Gwyn in Abyssal. "Go ahead, dear friend. I doubt we need them anymore. Take your time, but let's be on our way before daylight, hmm? Although... the ugly one," T'aria gestures at Alicia, "may have the right idea of what to do with the female. Might be dangerous, though - I don't know how well connected this Elorelei is."
T'aria frowns down at Alicia as she mutters incoherently. Well, this one might be useful... when she's lucid. She snarls suddenly, just now noticing the paintings. If she just wouldn't ruin the profits! She moves over to inspect one of the paintings, detouring to shut and lock the door securely first. "Look at what you've done, Alicia!" T'aria snaps in Common. Maybe they can be cleaned or repaired?... she sighs. But how would I move them? Oh well, perhaps I can find something else worthwhile in this house...
She starts to walk further into the building, leaving Gwyn to play. On her way past the vase, T'aria picks it up and absently starts cleaning it with a decorative scarf that was draped across a nearby table. Maybe I can get some cleaner clothing somewhere in here as well....
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