Log 47

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  • Seiankornai flees and hides atop a nearby building to keep watch on the proceedings
    Grok is disconnected.
    When last we saw our heroes, the ones pretending to be villians had just heard their new “employer,” the ogre Durt, say “Get clean, we go see bosses soon. Not look scruffy.”
  • Jessaila cleans up well.
  • Malaina also happily gets clean
    Grok has connected.
    You all wash the blood off and generally make yourselves as presentable as your disguise-clothes allow for, then Durt leads you back to the alley…and then actually into the building.
  • Grok looks for shiny thingsw
  • Thurirl waits, always patient.
    Jessaila: « 1d20+10 = 19 + 10 = 29 » Notice
    You are unsurprised to find yourself in the disused back offices of the warehouse.
    Dragonhawk: ((Grr. fog isn’t working properly. one moment))
    Dragonhawk: ((OK, then, as I was saying))
    Durt leads you all into a space that was probably meant for an office assistant, with a door to the entrywa, one to the warehouse proper, and a third one that Durt goes through, leaving you behind.
    Durt: “Stay here, keep out assassin, no couse trouble.”
    Durt: “…except for assasins. If assassins, cause them lot trouble.”
    Jessaila: “Yes sir.”
  • Durt shuts the door before you can get a good look inside
  • Malaina folds her arms and lets out a breath
    Player “Jessails” is not connected.
    You whisper to Jessaila: You noticed someone wiating inside, way too short to be another ogre – probably a dwarf, given the location.
  • Isabis promptly puts an ear to the door
  • Seiankornai whispers to Vari “Seems to be going well so far. No screams or shouts.”
  • Jessaila informs the others, very quietly, that she spotted someone that looked like a dwarf inside the room.
  • Vari nods his head, keeping his eyes on the building
    Those with good hearing or their ears pressed against the relevant door or wall can hear what’s going on inside; Durt speaks Gamok about as well as he speaks Melios
    Jessaila: ((Are any of the dragons/lizards in line of sight?))
  • Seiankornai tries to hear as best he can from a distance « 1d20+7 = 17 + 7 = 24 »
    Durt: (gamok) “Got some good stuff, anvil water, wheels, things, but sunchasers try to kill. Need more money.”
  • Seiankornai can’t hear anything, no matter how good his ears are. He’ll try to be stealthy now and daintily land on the roof. (Sneak « 1d20+14 = 14 + 14 = 28 »)
  • Vari stays where he is
    Durt: ((yes, with a 28 you can land without attention-grabbing noises))
  • Seiankornai will flick his tail up high in the air if Vari is to come
    You note that Gamok is the language of goblins and dwarves.
    OtherVoice: (gamok, peevishly) “I’m not giving you more money. This is costing more than it should already.”
  • Jessaila doesn’t understand the language, and will leave eavesdropping to those who can understand it.
  • Malaina translate to Jess later
    OtherVoice: “Honestly, how much does it cost to pay off a few bandits? It’s not like they aren’t going to loot caravans anyhow.”
    Durt: “But not let you choose, anyhow. Not focus on human and leave dwarf. Not stay away from water trader.”
  • OtherVoice harumphs
    Durt: “Not! Ask thousand times why not go for water trader. Call Durt stupid. Sick of that question. You give more money.”
  • Malaina mouths ‘Water trader?’
    OtherVoice: “I told you, no more money! To put it in terms you understand, ‘Not!’ Anwyay, what do they care if I prefer them not to hunt the riverways?”
    Durt: “Water trader carry better cargo sometimes, and not have so many guards. Land traders have many guards now, some hire sunchasers for guards!”
    Durt: "Never before so dangerous to attack land traders, and you say ‘no hurt boats.’ "
  • Jessaila takes a quick look around to see if there’s any other exits to the room of discussion.
    OtherVoice: “Yes, well, the boats are /mine/ so I’m not going to pay them to attack them, now am I?”
    The room with Durt and the other guy in it has an exit into the warehouse proper also. A peeling label reads “manager” in Gamok dwarf-runes.
    Durt: “You want me tell that when ask that question, huh?”
    OtherVoice: “NO! We agreed, we’re telling them we’re the croneists.”
    Durt: “Yuh, I tell. Not believe. You think all bandit are stupid, not true. They see through stupid lies. I going to have trouble. Give more money.”
    OtherVoice: "No. No, no no, no. You savvy “no?” No."
    Durt: “You stupid. You lie stupid, you pay stupid. Sunchasers attacking hire-time, soon not get anything you want.”
    OtherVoice: “Like you even know what I want.”
    Durt: “Want kill humans, want stop other traders, make more money. Not sure how killing humans make more money, but who care? Beside you.”
  • Seiankornai whispers to himself “I’d like to know what you want.”
    OtherVoice: “Lots of people care, moron. Once our people ruled this whole region – did the humans carve the undersea tunnels, eh? Did they carve the great faces? Did they dig the iron that the house of iron is built on? No.”
    Durt: “Not care about that either…”
    OtherVoice: “Well maybe you should! I won’t let them lord it over my people anymore! It’s our iron and our trade -”
  • Thurirl begins to wonder if perhaps he should gather some intel, or prepare for battle… just in case.
    Durt: “And your boat. Oh, wait, not it not. All boat belong to humans, ’cause dwaves too afraid of little water to sail.”
  • Seiankornai ears are on edge, waiting for him to slip somethign real juicy
    Durt: “Even my people sail, and we not have such fine boat.”
  • OtherVoice calls Durt an idiot in every language of the region
    Seiankornai: “Oh, tsk, that’s a naughty one.”
    Durt: “Yeah, yeah, I stupid, whatever. You the one want to kill humans and not let us hurt boats.”
    OtherVoice: “Grr. Their /our/ boats. The humans just….just run them for us. Drat it all, the goods have to get off the islands somehow! But the caravan traders aren’t even /our/ humans they’re just more stupid humans from over /there/. It’s bad enough sharing our trade with the ones that at least kind of live like us, but the others!”
    Durt: “Yeah, yeah, yeah. I hear speech before. More money, or I tell it to someone else.”
    Durt: “Your boss like to hear it, yeah? He getting more trade too, yeah? I tell him, make him happy with you. Maybe HE give me more money.”
  • Seiankornai gets an idea, and flies back to Vari
  • Thurirl watches Seian fly overhead and considers his options…
  • Vari looks up to Seian when he comes back
    OtherVoice: “Don’t you even think about it, scum. The Ayross bosses would never take your word over mine anyway, so you can sell out yourself and see where it gets you, but don’t think I’ll be joining you on the gallows.”
    Durt: “Hah. Boss dwarf not as stupid as you think. Even bandit not as stuipd as you think. You just think everyone as stupid as you.”
    OtherVoice: “…”
    OtherVoice: “How much will it cost to shut you up, then?”
  • Durt names the price of your contract. Hmm. What was he paying his previous bodyguards with then?
    Jessaila: ((Cheese?))
  • OtherVoice grumbles and mutters, but there’s the sound of coins rattling in a counting frame in the background
    Seiankornai: “I can hear the ogre and his boss talking, but I don’t know if the others can or see him. But I think we can encourage teh ogre to want to bring his new guards a bit closer to himself. I’ll fly off over to that tall tower, and you fly to the harber, and we’ll talk long distance (ie roaring) about hunting down those bandits. That should put a bit of fright into them. Need to find Thurirl though, and get a another listener up there.”
    OtherVoice: “Fine, there’s your silver. Now get outta my sight already.”
    Durt: “Nice to do business with such fine business man.”
  • Thurirl ensures his conversations go unheard, dampening the sound of voices to a mere whisper.
    Spellcasting Check: « 1d20+11 = 19 + 11 = 30 »
    Effect: Up to one person per Caster Level can speak with Thurirl without fear of being overheard.
  • Seiankornai quickly tries to find Thurirl
  • Vari nods his head, already unfolding his wings to fly to the harbor
  • Thurirl makes contact using his magic, speaking loudly yet only heard by the Drake.
    Seiankornai: “Oh, there you- are? Where are you?”
  • Seiankornai turns around this way and that."
    Thurirl: “I am feeling myself rather useless in this position. If you have a suggestion for a better location, I will gladly join you.”
  • Thurirl steps out into the street.
    Seiankornai: “Oh, yes, I can stick you up on the roof of that place where you can listen in, maybe also find an upper window.”
    You hear Durt dumping coins out of the counting frame into his bag…seems slow, is he re-counting the whole payment?
    Thurirl: “That would be agreeable. Perhaps I can relay messages from the others to you, or signal an attack.”
    Seiankornai: “Right, ah, there you are.”
  • Seiankornai swoops down and catches up Thurirl
  • Vari flies to the harbor, waiting for Seian’s roar so he can roar back
  • Jessaila casts Whisper to try to contact the dragons.
  • Seiankornai goes back to the roof to drop him off (without landing himself)
  • Isabis moves away from the door and takes up an ‘alert guard being alert’ stance
  • Thurirl is a little alarmed, but accepts the ride as best he can. My, that is a bit of a long drop…
    Jessaila: « 1d20+11 = 18 + 11 = 29 » Spellcasting
    Thurirl: ((should I spells hook up like lightning?))
    Thurirl: ((*our spells))
  • Seiankornai then flies off to the tower, and calls out to Vari over the city, using long distance Vidoss
  • Jessaila uses Whisper to contact Seian and says “The dwarf paid off Durt; we’re in the outer office. Not sure what they said, but we’re at the back door.”
  • Thurirl looks for a suitable window on the roof to eavesdrop from. – Search: « 1d20+11 = 17 + 11 = 28 »
  • Vari answers back in his own loud Vidoss
    Jessaila: W to Seian “Come to the front door and give a roar – we might be able to get into the main room.”
    Seiankornai: VGRRR! When we find those bandits again we shall tear them limb from limb and devour them!!!”
    Durt: “Gah! Those drake sunchasers calling city guard…I go /now/ hide good.”
  • Seiankornai isn’t considering the fact that he and Vari are probably waking u pa whole lot of people in the city
    OtherVoice: “Wait, what? Drake Sunchsers, really?”
    Seiankornai: W back “To the doors? OK, I suppose, though can you hear the roarings now?”
  • Jessaila enters the main room.
    Vari: V YES THEY SHALL PAY FOR STEALING FROM US!
    Durt: “They try to kill me half hour past. Had to get new bodyguard, old ones dead or with healers now.”
  • Thurirl looks in on his companions’ employer… a little short man who lives in stone is talking with a big idiot. Common enough.
    Jessaila: “Sir, the drakes are still here.”
  • OtherDwarf looks nervous to Thurirl
  • Thurirl considers using that illusion again…
    Jessaila: “Are you safe?”
    Seiankornai: LDV “The ogres are bad enough, but I also smelled dwarf around there too.”
    OtherDwarf: (Melios, like Jessaila) “Who is that? What are you doing here??”
  • Thurirl looks for a way to get in through the window.
    Durt: “Where here? You keep drakes away!”
    Vari: LDV Is he the one who is stealing from us?! Should we hunt him down and take care of him as well?!
    Jessaila: “Sir, I am the commander of Durt’s bodyguard. Please step away from the windows.”
    Thurirl can get in through the window, though it’s liable to squeak and leads directly into the room where Durt and the dwarf are standing
    Seiankornai: LDV “Yes, let us reconvene together!”
  • Durt looks nervously at the window…
    Durt: ((roll your sneak, Thurirl, if you don’t want to be seen yet.))
    Jessaila: “My job is the security of my principle. Please step away from the windows. Perhaps get down on the floor. Are both of you armed?”
  • Seiankornai flies back towards the warehouse, looking for the front doors as Jessaila suggested
  • Vari flies back as well
  • Jessaila casts Magic Vestments on herself.
  • Jessaila makes with the magic. « 1d20+11 = 10 + 11 = 21 »
  • Thurirl notes someone is looking out the windows. He pulls his knife and tries to get the light to glint off of it…
    Durt: “AAAH! DRAKE SUNCHASER ASSASIN! BODYGUARD HELP HELP!!!”
  • Jessaila assumes a post somewhere near the window and the front door, drawing her saber.
  • Seiankornai lands in front of the gate. LDV “I’m here!”
    Dwarf: “What? What are you – Ah! Black Vessa! We’re going to be sacrificed!”
  • Thurirl tries to smile in a manner that might be assumed as threatening. It comes off more as deranged.
  • Vari roars
  • Jessaila looks to see if Durt and the dwarf are armed.
  • Dwarf has a fancy belt knife, now in his hand, and is trying to unlatch the warehouse-side door of the office. He seems to have forgotten the deadbolt is separate from the handle lock.
    Dwarf: “Why won’t this OPEN?!?”
  • Dwarf would do better if he’d look at what he’s doing instead of at the ‘deranged vessa cultist’ he (thinks he) sees at the window
  • Jessaila wonders where the rest of her ‘bodyguards’ are.
  • Malaina waiting for ‘orders’
  • Isabis is aiming an arrow at the outside of the door the dwarf is trying to open.
  • Jessaila calls the others into the room.
  • Thurirl hisses threats in Vessa. “Your blood will appease my gods, foolish ones!”
  • Malaina goes over to Jess
    Seiankornai: (( “Blood for the Dragon Kings!” They like a good sauce with their meat))
    Seiankornai: ((or gravy I suppose))
  • Seiankornai starts clawing at the door
    Seiankornai: LDV “Come Vari, start clawing the walls, make it sound like we’re trying to get in from all over!”
  • Malaina growls loudly and claws near the door as well
    Malaina: ((Sorry, thought I had it on Vari))
  • Vari growls loudly and claws at the wall loudly
  • Grok knock Durt over head
  • Jessaila opens the window for Thurirl.
    Isabis: “I’m guading the warehouse door! No enemy drake will get by me!”
    Jessaila: “Hi, glad you could make it.”
  • Durt gives Grok an uncomprehending look and passes out
  • Seiankornai bursts in through the front doors of the warehouse
    Thurirl: “My apologies. I was lost in thought and did not think to slip in with you.”
  • Jessaila turns around and walks over to the dwarf.
    Dwarf: “AAAAHHH!”
  • Dwarf finally fumbles the locks open
  • Jessaila raises her saber. “You are under arrest.”
    Seiankornai: “AH A DWARF!”
  • Dwarf looks out the door and sees Isabis and Seian
    Dwarf: “AAAAHHHH!”
  • Seiankornai locks eyes on the dwarf
  • Thurirl feels annoyed that he’s lost his audience. He slips away his knife for another time.
  • Dwarf puts his hands on his head and shouts "DON"T EAT MEEEE!"
    Seiankornai: “Vari! I have found a dwarf to share!”
    Seiankornai: “Oh, but he wishes not to be eaten.”
    Vari: “But aren’t dwarves small? No much to share.”
    Jessaila: “Then lay down on the ground and spread your hands away from your body.”
    Down the road, you can see the city watch comeing purposefully your way.
    Seiankornai: “Are you having him play dead? I don’t think we’d be fooled.”
    Vari: “…..I think we should leave.”
    Seiankornai: “Why?”
  • Thurirl admires Grok’s handiwork. Crude, but effective.
    Vari: “Guards are coming, and it doesn’t look good for us.”
  • Dwarf flattens to the floor
    Vari: “We were very loud.”
    Seiankornai: “But… we’re the good guys. Why would it be bad for us?”
    Dwarf: “What do you want? Is it money? I can get you money! Just don’t eat me!”
    Seiankornai: “Loud? We were just talking.”
  • Jessaila kicks his knife away and begins searching him for other weapons.
  • Seiankornai is clueless to why Vari is worried, but Vari has been among humans-centric cities longer
    Vari: “Humans don’t talk like us, especially over long distances…and they don’t like loud noises.”
    Isabis: “Come the rest of the way in, fellows, we don’t want to attract the watch before we know who this is. I mean, we might end up with politics all over us, and that would be a mess.”
  • Jessaila brings out a length of rope and quickly hog-ties the dwarf.
    Seiankornai: “That is strange, long distance talking is useful.”
    Vari: “We should leave them to this for now.”
    Seiankornai: “Eh, fine.”
  • Vari spreads his wings, ready to fly off before the guards get there
  • Seiankornai turns, seeing that the others have the dwarf apprehneded anyway.
    Dwarf: “You do…don’t konw…I’m Drudt Stonefender! Everyone knows who I am!”
    Jessaila: “Drudt Stonefender, is it?”
  • Dwarf sounds absolutely outraged that you haven’t already recognized him
    You whisper to Jamshid par-Bahadur: Jamshid
  • Seiankornai waves a wing at teh night watch before flying off
  • Vari takes off to go hide somewhere amongst the roof tops
  • Thurirl ponders if he is familiar with the name…
    You whisper to Jamshid par-Bahadur: Oh, right…the Stonefenders, you Have heard of them. Very big in the House of Iron trade league.
    Malaina: “I’m sorry, who are you again, never heard that name before.”
  • Jamshid par-Bahadur nods knowingly
    Malaina is disconnected.
    Grok is disconnected.
    Thurirl: “I am quite familiar with that name. I wonder how the royal family would respond to knowing one of Stonefender’s best and brightest hiring bandits to inhibit trade.”
  • Jessaila hog-ties Durt, using twice the rope, just to be safe.
    Dwarf: “What? I never…wait…how much did you hear?”
    Jessaila: “Everything, idiot.”
    DrudtStonefender: “…”
    Grok has connected.
    DrudtStonefender: “They’ll never believe you. I’m a big man in this city! Everyone knows me! It’ll be your word against mine, and who are you? Bandits and, and, ogre bodyguards!”
    Jessaila: “You might be in less trouble if you start talking now..”
    Thurirl: “Incorrect. We are, in fact, Sunchasers.”
    Thurirl: “The very same who gave your companion’s ‘bodyguards’ so much trouble.”
    There is a pounding on the warehouse door
    VoiceOutside: “Is everything all right in there?”
    Jessaila: “Is that the watch?”
    Thurirl: “It is the only logical conclusion.”
  • Jessaila goes to the door.
    VoiceOutside: “Yes! We’re looking for some drakes that were disturbing the peace!”
  • Jessaila opens the door.
  • Thurirl leaves out the part about how they might be bribed…
    Jessaila: “Good day, officer. You’re just in time.”
    WatchOfficer: “Oh, hello, er…miss. Have you seen – Sun and Moon! Is that Drudt Stonefender? What’s going on in here?!?”
    DrudtStonefender: “Help! These bandits are trying to steal my purse!”
    Jessaila: “We are Sunchasers; we have just unmasked a major conspiracy to plunder trade routes.”
    DrudtStonefender: “Uh.”
    Isabis: “What did I tell you – politics. Ugh.”
    Jessaila: “We have infiltrated their organization and have placed the ringleaders under arrest.”
    Seiankornai: ((we need magical recorders ))
    Jessaila: “We are prepared to report our findings to the city leaders and to testify in the appropriate court.”
    Drudt: “Lies! I demand to see magistrate Hollyvault! And my lawyer!”
  • Thurirl makes a note to send messages to his own contacts. He’s certain the bankers will be interested to hear an iron trader has been trying to hurt some of their clients…
    WatchOfficer: “Oh. How nice. You all want to be taken to my superiors. Right this way. Anyone not coming right this way will be handcuffed and taken right this way anyhow.”
  • Jessaila puts a hand next to her mouth and stage-whispers to the leader of the guards. “Though if you’d prefer it, I can have one of the drakes dispose of him without a trial if necessary.”
    Grok is disconnected.
    WatchOfficer: “Noooo, no no no. This is going to the magistrates. You can fight discuss trial or arbitration or what have you with THEM. I don’t want ANY of this on me.”
  • WatchOfficer tries to keep anyone from getting close enough to read his badge number
    Thurirl: “A most logical choice. The sooner we give our testimonies, the sooner we can have our criminal behind bars.”
    Jessaila: “That sounds like an excellent suggestion, officer.”
    Malaina has connected.
    Drudt: “Hah! Magistrate Hollyvault will dismiss this like that
  • Drudt snaps his fingers
    Drudt: “He’ll probably fine you for…for false.,.something or other.”
  • Seiankornai roars off in the distance for some reason
  • Isabis sighs
  • Thurirl leans close and looks Drudt straight in the eyes.
    Thurirl: “I have friends among the dwarves. Do you wish for me to speak to them?”
    Isabis: “Officer, could you do me the favor of making sure someone wakes up whomever is the local Matha Embassy legal retainer? I suspect I’ll want to make them earn my uncle’s money this month.”
    WatchOfficer: “Embassy…you uncle’s…what? No. I don’t wanna know. Tell the desk seargeant.”
  • Drudt looks at Isabis dubiously
    Isabis: “The red drake is nobility too, you know.”
    Isabis: “And the desertman, I think. He doesn’t talk much about it, but he seems to know /everyone/ who is /anyone/ in trade.”
  • Thurirl stands up straight and smiles at Isabis. “It is a pleasant thing to have friends in high places.”
    Jessaila: “And I’m the Queen of the Elves.”
  • Drudt starts to look a little less sure of himself
  • Jessaila sounds very sarcastic.
    Isabis: “…and she just MIGHT be the long-lost queen of the elves. Long-lost royalty /always/ become sunchasers you know, it’s what you do when you’re noble but don’t have a fancy mansion to sit around in.”
  • Isabis is perfectly serious as far as Drudt can tell
  • Jamshid par-Bahadur pulls the decanter out of his pack
    Grok has connected.
    Drudt: “But…bu…”
    Grok: sorry all, internet has been buggy
  • Seiankornai flies outside the city with Vari, “That was fun.”
  • Vari nods his head
    Drudt: ((that’s why we’re arranging for the server to continue operating from here while you DM ))
    Axhar: “And do you want to know who I am?”
    WatchOfficer: “I want to know WHAT you are. No, I don’t. I want you to tell someone ELSE what you are, in writing, when we get there.”
  • Axhar seems to swirl around and increase in size until he fills the room
  • Axhar looks disappointedly at the incurious officer
    WatchOfficer: “Hey-Dammoh-debrief-these-perps-I-gotta-go-find-some DRAKES thatweredisturbingthe PEACE byenow!”
  • WatchOfficer disappears back out the door of the watch station
    Seiankornai: “I expect they’re on their way to the official in charge of criminals just now. You’re a bit more familiar with human laws, Vari, what do you think they’ll punish him with?”
    Seiankornai: “Public execution by noon tomorrow?”
    SeargantGrimvictor: “What? What the….clear this smoke you crazy magic user! What’s going on now?”
    Vari: “I don’t know, I doubt it, they will need what they call evidence but if they prove he is behind everything, then he will be severely punished, possibly even executed.”
  • Jessaila looks at Sergeant Grimvictor.
    Seiankornai: “So tomorrow evening then?”
    Thurirl: “Greetings, Officer. We come bearing gifts.”
    The watch officer that just abandoned you, along with his partner, spend the rest of the evening hunting for loud drakes in various bars. Not all of them can fit a drake inside, but they all over liquid “forget this madness”.
    Vari: “Who knows, I don’t know everything about humans.”
  • Seiankornai is used to a much swifter legal system
    Jessaila: “Good day, Sergeant. I am Jessaila, a Sunchaser. We have uncovered a criminal conspiracy to manipulate trade routes.”
  • Drudt attempts to talk over Jessaila
    Jessaila: “We have infiltrated the conspirators’ organization and placed the conspirators under arrest.”
  • Grok bashes isabalis over the head while no one is looking
    Thurirl: ((think the ogre’s confused =P))
    Jamshid par-Bahadur is disconnected.
  • Drudt tries to talk over Jessaila
    Drudt: “Officer! These, er, these pretenders to…something…they tried to steal my purse! And they assaulted me! and, and disturbing the peace! Arrest them properly, at once!”
  • Jessaila takes out a baby pacifier that she keeps on hand for just these occasions, and sticks it in Drudt’s flapping gob.
    Drudt: “MMPH!”
    Jessaila: “As I was saying…”
    Thurirl: “Technically, it was not us disturbing the peace.”
    Thurirl: “It was the Drakes. I believe your officers are out looking for them.”
    Jessaila: “We would like to present our evidence and testimony to your prosecutor.”
    SeargeantGrimvictor: “Heh. If only I could get away with that…still an’ all, that does look an awful lot like Drudt Stonefender. Is this the kind of thing that I need two lawyers and a political observer for?”
    Drudt: “No, you just have to do what I tell you!”
    Jessaila: “Unfortunately, that might be necessary. He positively identified himself during arrest as Drudt Stonefender.”
    Thurirl: “I would start the paperwork immediately. Before he gets much louder; you might have to add ‘disturbing the peace’ to his charges.”
  • Jessaila sticks the pacifier back in. “Quiet. Adults are talking.”
    Isabis: “Please get someone from the Matha embassy while you’re at it, if I’m going to be up to my ears in politics I want my uncle’s local legal expert to help me.”
    SeargeantGrimvictor: “…do I wanna know who your uncle is?”
    Isabis: “King of the Matha, actually. I’m certain he has somebody on call, this is a regional capital.”
    SeargeantGrimvictor: “… so it is. Princess?”
    Grok is disconnected.
    Seiankornai: To Vari, “So when do you think we ought to go find them?”
    Isabis: "Actually, it doesn’t really work that way for the Matha, so it’s only ‘lady’. But you can stick with “scholar” or perhaps “sunchaser.” If you really want to be polite.
    Thurirl: “I must request a messenger also. I feel I must contact some old friends with this news. They will be most interested in the arrest of one Drudt Stonefender.”
    SeargeantGrimvictor: “Yeeeah. Arright. You lot, sunchasers, into that briefing room. You, Lord Stonefender, into this one. I’ll call all the lawyers and get someone in to take your statements in a minute.”
    Vari: “Probably not until they signal us to come to them. Those guards are probably looking for us.”
    Jessaila: “Excellent. Thank you for your excellent service, Sergeant.”
    Seiankornai: “Ok, then I guess we’ll just nap here then. It’s nice under the stars tonight, isn’t it?”
    The seargeant gets you all sorted out into separate statement-taking rooms and starts you on the paperwork.
    Grok has connected.
  • Malaina never understood the purpose of paperwork, but does as she is asked
  • Thurirl resigns himself to the paperwork. It’s not so bad. In fact, it’s not much different than the paperwork in the banks. He makes sure to get letters out to some friends as well, and that they arrive first thing in the morning.
  • Seiankornai is glad he doesn’t have to do paperwork, if he knew that’s what the others are doign
  • Grok is currently turning his paperwork into a paper air plane, or at least attempting to do so.
  • Malaina doesn’t quite get why the guard keeps asking if she lives around here or what she is doing later, especially when he smiles like that
  • Malaina has said several times she is fine everytime the guard said ‘How you doin?’
    It ends up feeling like fighting an army unarmed (except to Grok,) – an endless parade of public servants who all Want Something – your statmenet, your legal contacts, your statement again, three character references, your statement AGAIN (doesn’t this city have any scribes who could just copy this thing?) and on and on and on
    You are fined for misdemeanor disturbing the peace when the drakes are finally located and brought in to give statements, then the subcontractors remember to file for rewards pertaining to hunting down bandits are you make more than the fines in “information leading to the arrest of” awards.
    Isabis and Jamshid between them manage to engage the time of a set of lawyers who can make sure the Stonefender family doesn’t manage to quietly disappear the whole case.
  • Jessaila is pleased by the triumph of Justice!
    After a mere two weeks of legal wrangling, you are finally free to go. The drakes are about ready to chew the walls and the ogres really have knocked a few holes in one, so it’s none to soon for you all.
    Seiankornai: (thus gettign more fines)
    SeargeantGrimvictor: ((silver and XP will be announced next week, since I am realizing I haven’t got the final tally))
    SeargeantGrimvictor: ((that’s a security deposit you aren’t getting back from the inn))
    Count the two weeks as one week of down time for purposes of anything besides legal business.
  • Thurirl is pleased to finally have the business done with. He’s reminded why he prefers Sunchasing to doing paperwork. There’s far more “teachable” students on the road than in an office.
  • Malaina is so glad this is all over
  • Malaina is finally able to ask Jess why someone would ask someone else ‘How they are doing’ a bunch of times in a conversation
    Seiankornai: “How can you STAND this sort of thing??? UGH!!!!”
    The city watch isn’t terribly sorry to see you free to go either. They helpfully inform you of the location of a small sunpool that usually lets out on the mainland.
  • Vari has no reason to complain and just happy to be back with Mala again
    Thurirl: “A great deal of patience and persistence can see anyone through the mountains. Or through paperwork. They are nearly the same thing.”
    WatchOfficer: "Don’t listen to all the rumors about people falling through and ending up in crazy places. You’re sunchasers, you’ve probably been through a thousand pools with weird names like “Moru’s Prank” right?"
  • Jessaila looks at Jess with a bit of confusion. “Um, was he flirting with you, Mala?”
    …speaking literally, this is only the second sunpool you’ve every entered as a group, but there’s no need to tell him that.
    Seiankornai: ((Jessaila looks at herself?))
    Jessaila: ((Argh. Mala.))
    Malaina: “…..he was?”
    Jessaila: “Was he? I was asking.”
  • Malaina looks taken aback by that statement
    Malaina: “I don’t know.”
    Jessaila: “Er. Was he asking if you lived locally?”
    Jessaila: “Maybe asked what you were planning to do later?”
    Malaina: “Yea, he was, how did you know?!”
    Malaina: “So nosy!”
    Jessaila: “Because that’s what many people do when they’re flirting with a girl.”
  • Malaina looks very surprised
    Malaina: “They do?!”
    Jessaila: “He was probably trying to ask you out to dinner. Alone.”
    Jessaila: “Yes. They do.”
    Malaina: “Why would I want to be alone with him, I don’t even know him.”
  • Thurirl overhears the conversation and walks up behind the women.
    Seiankornai: ((and if she’s alone with Thurirl, she’ll probably feel just alone ))
    Malaina: ((LOL))
    Jessaila: “Well, if you were the type of girl he apparently thought you to be, then he’d presume you’d probably have enjoyed it.”
    Isabis: “To be fair, it’s possible she would have enjoyed it. I think he’s probably a little short for her though.”
  • Malaina frowns in confusion, tilting her head
    Thurirl: “Pardon my intrusion, but I would advise against trusting random men from the cities. Some of them are known to carry diseases, and they are not very careful about who they pass them to.”
    Isabis: “Besides, he probably would’ve given up when he realized she was already a mother.”
  • Seiankornai listens to the conversation, interested in hearing about humanoid mating customs
  • Jessaila jumps nearly out of her skin.
    Jessaila: “Thurirl, stop sneaking up on me!”
  • Thurirl gives her a confused look.
    Malaina: “You mean single men are all sick?!”
    Thurirl: “I do not believe I was attempting to surprise you. You have my sincere apologies.”
    Thurirl: “…there are some who would agree with that assessment, yes.”
  • Jessaila glances back at Mala. “No, no.”
    Jessaila: “But you have to exercise discretion.”
  • Malaina so very confused and it shows
    Jessaila: “Um.”
    Jessaila: “How can I explain this.”
    Isabis: “Leave the poor girl alone. The fellow isn’t going to follow us through a sunpool of questionable destination anyway.”
    Thurirl: “I rather hope he would. It might be very… educational for him.”
    Malaina: “I find it so much easier to just raise a drake.”
  • Thurirl is wearing a face that makes it hard to know if he’s joking or not.
    Jessaila: “That’s true. But while this guy might be less persistent, I’ve met others who were… more persistent about following the female of their affections.”
    Malaina: “Really? A couple of guys were like that before I met you all. I think Vari either ate them or did something to them.”
    Grok is disconnected.
  • Seiankornai looks at Vari
    Jessaila: “Um…”
    Jessaila: “What that… how? Following you persistently?”
  • Malaina nods
  • Vari looks innocent
    Grok has connected.
    Jessaila: “Um, did you encourage them in any way?”
    Jessaila: “…not that they always need encouragement.”
    Isabis: “Can we discuss this while wading? Because I do notice a certain amount of mist forming here.”
    Malaina: “Encourage how?”
  • Malaina nods and follows after Isabis
    Seiankornai: “Oh, yes, let us go. Onto further adventure!”
  • Isabis wades in
  • Vari follows after Mala
  • Thurirl follows, ever silent.
    Jessaila: “Oh dear me.”
    Isabis: “Sunchasing. See the world! Find adventure! Learn all about waterproofing your gear!”
  • Jessaila wades into the pool.
  • Seiankornai leaps and splashes in!! Wheee!
  • Isabis ducks the Drak-al wave
  • Malaina gives Seian a glare
  • Vari also glares at Seian
  • Grok pulls out his nose plugs, and moves in and underwater
    ((Adventure concluded. Tune in next week for whatever’s on the other side of the sunpool!))
    Isabis: ((plus silver and XP, but not enough to level, so that won’t matter much in the short term))
    Grok whispers: put this under the event tag or whatever. {{duplicate of post removed}}
    “As you gather out of the pool, you see yourself near a wooded area. There are mountains around you, and a valley out from the pool. As you examine the path, the pool behind you disappears…”
    Malaina: ((Cool!))
    You whisper to Grok: done for now?
    Grok whispers: yep
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