Date: Sun Feb 21, 1999 15:35:04 From: just john To: All
Horzte vs. Daphne
Horzte, the tournament's organizer, has his first bout in the west ring, the one where Tufin defeated Remonstrance. Horzte faces Daphne, the teutonically-fortified warrior woman Perry collected money from earlier.
They're both using swords. Horzte's first swing is slapped aside by the spherical shieldmaiden, and she presses the advantage by whacking him on the head with her shield. His knees go rubbery and she closes with a leg sweep that has him on his back with a very loud THOMP! She lets loose a short, fierce scream as she drives her sword downward.
She stops abruptly, the sword tip a half inch from Horzte's adam's apple. He meekly croaks, "I give."
And that's it for that match, all in about five seconds. She rejoins her traveling companion, and Horzte is helped to his feet by the ref. A few of the locals in the crowd are saying stuff like "Better luck next go 'round, eh?"
Lunch Time!
Horzte walks feebly to the bandstand, and winces when the herald blows a horn for everybody's attention.
"Okay, it's twelve oclock. Time for lunch!" he announces. "For your entertainment, the Hotdamm Junior Equestrian Drill Team and Polo Squad!"
He goes and sits down as a half-dozen mounted youngsters ride into the jousting area. For the next several minutes, they do various coordinated maneuvers and stunts as a small band plays on the bandstand.
Many in the audience take the opportunity to line up at the beer tents and the food tent ("The Friendly Fire" -- it features fried chicken, fried potatoes, fried breaded vegetables of various sorts, fried dough, fried cheese, fried sausages, fried peppers ... the Gods of Cholesterol must be happy today.) Others head back to Penshah's or over to the nomad tents.
Date: Sun Mar 7, 1999 19:50:05 From: just john To: All Repl: 2216077, Matthew Sellwood; 2216216, Nicholas McGlynn
"Hollllllli!" Lysandra ducks, darts, shimies, slips and jostles almost unnoticed through the busy crowd until she gets to Holli's table and launches her self at the warrior woman.
She embraces Holli (as best she can around the armor) briefly then pulls away. "I haven't seen you in SOOOOOOOO long. It's really great to see you. How are you?"
Holli's a very buff-looking half-elf. She's in armor that looks cast from some pewter-like metal, rather than pounded from sheet metal. This armor covers her from nect to toe -- her helmet sits on the table -- and gives her a slightly insectoid appearance. The joints (elbow, knee, etc) work very smoothly and quietly. She has medium short blonde hair and is usually very cheerful. Like now.
"There you are!" she greets Lysandra, and then Perry.
"Hi Holli! Can we join you at your table?" Perry asks as he climbs onto a chair.
"I wan't you to meet some new friends, this one's name is Finleus," he says pointing out Phineas, "and this big green guy is called Jenny-red-neck," he continues pointing to Jenredykk, "even though he's green," he adds.
Phineas is a human, a bit scrawnier than most, and his shaggy hair and beard is echoed by his only clothing, a beat-up kilt sort of thing. He holds two bundles.
He bows when introduced to Holli. "Charmed. Actually, little Periwinkle here knows I'm called 'Phineas' and is having his fun. I see you found yourself a high-tech armorer, and quite a good one. Is it powered?"
Holli looks a but confused, then replies, "No, I don't think so. No magic about it, either."
Suddenly Perry remembers something and begins looking around frantically, "Say, Holli, you didn't show up here with Lamont did you?" he asks worried.
Holli replies, "No ... no ... Things happened. Sorry I missed you guys. Anyway, this is Matthias and Eledhan.
Phineas grabs some chairs to accommodate the newcomers. His first try is to get some from that old dwarf's table, but he's told they're "taken." (The old dwarf is one of the ones the little one ran to, after handing Jenredykk that note, a while back.)
[And since this means PCs are meeting each other for the first times, each of you should ingeniously insert descriptions of your guys into your narratives.]
Date: Mon Mar 8, 1999 02:12:06 From: Matthew Sellwood To: just john Repl: 2216194, Matioki; 2220460, just john
He blinks at the exuberant arrival of the several strangers, but manages a grin and an acknowledgement of all their names, his brain still working at several hundred miles an hour to assimilate all this new information.
"Looks like I will have to pray then...<G>"
Matt
Date: Mon Mar 8, 1999 10:52:06 From: Matioki To: Matthew Sellwood Repl: 2217931, just john
This place is quite nice, all the dwarfs almost make him feel as big as the gnome is describing him to me. But he just can't get his name right. "That's Jenredykk, Jenredykk Glonnit," he corrects.
"Nice to meet you all, you can call me Dykk if it's easier." He will walk over to the bar and check out the menu if he can't find an empty chair.
Date: Mon Mar 8, 1999 11:49:01 From: Nicholas McGlynn To: just john Repl: 2216232, Matthew Sellwood; 2216976, Bab
[Eledhan]
Eledhan gives a dashing smile to the newcomers. He is very tall, with shoulder-length blond hair. He stands up and offers his chair to any female newcomers (Lysandra?). He is garbed in some very fine clothing, with a few muddy stains on them, and he carries in his hand an obsidian staff with some arcane sigils enscribed on it.
"So, Holli," he asks the ravishing young lady, "Is this some sort of reunion? Looks like you're quite popular around these parts...". His eyes flicker momentarily over her finely sculpted body, an expression of wicked pleasure on his exquisitely handsome face. His almost femine features light up with joy as she speaks his name.
"As for the rest of you, I suggest that you try the Chilli. It's really rather good, although I don't think it agrees with my stomach." his speech is punctuated by some loud rumbles from his stomach.
Nick Mc
Date: Mon Mar 8, 1999 12:24:12 From: Matthew Sellwood To: Nicholas McGlynn
He looks up at his newfound companion and shakes his head ruefully. One moment he seemed the epitome of politeness, the next of rudeness....strange man indeed. Despite his best efforts, the former bodyguard remains slightly withdrawn...as if considering something.
Matt
Date: Tue Mar 9, 1999 08:31:01 From: Bab To: Nicholas McGlynn Repl: 2217214, Nicholas McGlynn; 2218126, Matthew Sellwood
The girl actually stands taller than Perry, but he's about the only one and she doesn't beat him by much, at less than 5 feet. She is obviously human and even more obviously rather young. Other than the dark red leather jacket she wears, her clothing is rather plain cotton and wool. She sports a dagger at each hip and a short sword in a red scabbard that matches the jacket.
Lysandra's dark brown hair ends slightly beyond her shoulders as she flips it back from her eyes to take in the newcomers that Holli sits with. Her bright blue eyes twinkles as she extends her hand to each of them in turn and introduces her self. Her movements are light and smooth, much more so than you would expect from someone at her usually awkward age.
Lysandra does giggle characteristically when offered a chair by Eledhan. "Thank you kind sir." The shyness dissipates when she notes the staff however. "Are a wizard?" She asks in excited tones.
--Bab
Date: Tue Mar 9, 1999 15:21:06 From: Nicholas McGlynn To: Bab Repl: 2219710, Bab
[Eledhan]
"Why yes, my dear," the handsome elf whispers in her ear, "I am indeed a scholar of the arts of magic. Allow me to introduce myself. I am Eledhan the Mage, and I am at your service, my fairest flower.". Eledhan seems quite delighted to have a woman to speak to; indeed, he seems much more comfortable in their company than of that of men.
Nick Mc
Date: Wed Mar 10, 1999 12:36:00 From: just john To: Matioki Repl: 2222854, Spydah!
[What's he look like?]
> if he can't find an empty chair.
Phineas has gathered enough chairs. He sits down, nodding at all the introductions and busying himself with one of his bundles -- the one that doesn't contain the club.
He produces a pair of wire-rimmed spectacles and puts them on.
"Ah. That's better. So, where'd Perry go? Oh, there you are. Now, if we could only get a waitress over here ..."
But it's busy right now, so a waitress isn't immediately handy.
Date: Wed Mar 10, 1999 15:17:12 From: just john To: Nivek Repl: 2218887, Wrecan
Nivek and Mistletoe have just wandered past Syd the armorer's booth on the way to lunch, somewhere. (Options include the fried foods place, nearby, and Penshah's.)
Mistletoe says, "Hey, Nivek. Did you see that armor shift slightly, or am I just hallucinating?"
Date: Wed Mar 10, 1999 16:54:05 From: Matthew Sellwood To: Bab Repl: 2219711, Bab
Shaking himself out of his reverie slightly he takes the girl's hand politely and smiles broadly, meeting her gaze for a moment with his own green eyes before looking away again and putting his hand on his knee. A tall, lithely muscular man, Matthias looks oddly withdrawn for someone who looks like he should be naturally confident....reasonably handsome, he doesn't look like the shy type, and yet he doesn't say much, his only movement being a quick brush through his raven-black hair with his hand.
Matt
Date: Thu Mar 11, 1999 13:27:05 From: Wrecan To: just john Repl: 2219598, FireOpal
[Agnar Stonecutter]
The dwarf wearing that "shifty" armor wanders towards the pair.
"Excuse me," he said innocently to Mistletoe. "I am new in town. Do you know a good place I might get something to eat?"
Although Agnar cuts an impressive figure in his new armor, his eyes are wild and peircing, as is his hair, which looks like it has been sandblasted into abstract art.
-Mark
Date: Fri Mar 12, 1999 00:49:14 From: FireOpal To: Wrecan Repl: 2219727, Wrecan; 2220459, just john
She raises one eyebrow as Agnar-in-the-moving-armor approaches. At his question, the druid thinks for a moment, "Well, Penshah's was pretty good, but we're going to try one of those food booths here. So, you're new here too? As are we... Here for the tournament?"
Date: Fri Mar 12, 1999 09:01:02 From: Bab To: Nicholas McGlynn Repl: 2219879, Nicholas McGlynn
The flattery of Mage Eledhan causes the girl to giggle still more. But not much, she pulls it under control with visible effort. Straightening in her chair, Lysandra smiles and nods her head toward Eledhan. "Think you sir, you are very kind."
Her mood shifts back into the less formal and her smile brightens. "I knew a wizard back home. He knew all kinds of neat tricks." Her smile fades at some memory of that time. "He botched his end of a job, though. I never saw him after that. I guess he was too embarassed to come by the hang out after that."
She shakes herself out of that old reverie and returns her attention to the present.
--Bab
Date: Fri Mar 12, 1999 09:04:08 From: Bab To: Matthew Sellwood
The girl's talk with Eledhan slows for a moment and she looks again at Matthias, wondering on his silence. Lysandra's not sure what to make of Matthias and her expression says as much. Since embarking on this adventure she hasn't run into anyone as quiet as he is now. No, usually everyone has been yelling over each other.
--Bab
Date: Fri Mar 12, 1999 09:30:13 From: Wrecan To: FireOpal
[Agnar Stonecutter]
"Well, I guess you could say that. Some weird portal opened up inviting me to the tournament. I was looking for a change of scenery. So far, so good."
ooc: Could I have a physical description of Mistletoe?
-Mark
Date: Fri Mar 12, 1999 14:43:02 From: Nicholas McGlynn To: Bab Repl: 2222483, Matioki; 2224553, Bab
[Eledhan]
"Yes, I know several mages who went into that line of work myself.". He sighs wistfully, "They always ended up rich and surrounded by women. Maybe I should try it myself.".
Nick Mc
Date: Sat Mar 13, 1999 04:05:14 From: just john To: FireOpal Repl: 2220494, Nivek; 2222701, FireOpal
As they get in line at the Friendly Fire's Fried Foods (it's right here) and are trying to introduce themselves to each other, Mistletoe, Agnar and Nivek find themselves behind a tall man trying to impress his date by going on and on about somebody called "Marsh elMac Loon" or something like that. Even the uninitiated listener would be tempted to tell this guy he doesn't know what he's talking about.
Happily, at least in terms of their mood, the two guys who get in line behind our heroes are locals, and they start by saying to Mistletoe, "Hey, you're the one who beat that caveman dude! Kudos!"
"Yah. I was totally scared for you," says the other one, "Like when he hollered in that dark, ancient tongue and all that? But you pulled it through. Excellent!"
His partner-in-line turns back to him. "Not like Horzte, with that horned lady. Did you see that? I bet he was glad Holli wasn't around to catch it."
"Like, au contrare! Holli was at the edge of the crowd, just in time to see Horzte lose most heinously."
"Bummer for Horzte."
"Bummer indeed."
They shake their heads sagaciously.
Date: Sat Mar 13, 1999 04:05:14 From: just john To: Matthew Sellwood Repl: 2220475, Matthew Sellwood
[Y'know, he could, um, test the "connection" right now ... If others wondered what was happening, he could say he'd been saying grace or something ..]
Date: Sat Mar 13, 1999 05:49:02 From: Matthew Sellwood To: just john
OOC>Possibly, but I don't think its something he's likely to do. He'd much rather wait until he's in private, and then do it, I should think.
Scared of looking silly.<G>.
Matt
Date: Sat Mar 13, 1999 07:55:00 From: Nivek To: just john Repl: 2222232, Wrecan
He smiled at the two men behind them as they complimentd Misteletoe. He said nothing to them, being a man of few words. When Mistletoe's attention is back from the locals, he answers her question. "You're not hallucinating. I saw it too, but I'm never sure what's normal and what isn't around this place."
- Nivek
Date: Mon Mar 15, 1999 11:55:06 From: Wrecan To: Nivek Repl: 2222326, just john; 2222702, FireOpal
[Agnar Stonecutter]
"Saw what?" the dwarf asks with interest to Nivek. The dwarf seems quite confused, as he has been unable to make heads nor tails of anything the two youths behind them were saying, or of anything the man and his date were saying either.
ooc: just a note... Agnar is wearing the very armor that Misteltoe and Nivek noticed had been shifting toward you.
-Mark
Date: Mon Mar 15, 1999 14:19:11 From: just john To: Wrecan
[Yeah, I figure they saw it shift as Syd was doing his selling job, then they were distracted by some Mistletoe admirers as Agnar tried it on and then bought it.]
Date: Mon Mar 15, 1999 18:02:06 From: Matioki To: Nicholas McGlynn Repl: 2223313, Nicholas McGlynn
The goblin is about five and a half foot tall and of very wiry built. On his somewhat large head is a black cap with a bright blue feather. Jenredykk has sparkling amber eyes and a huge, toothy grin. He is wearing simple black clothing and a brown wollen cloak.
Presently he is turning his attention towards Eledhan. "Ha, I knew it ! This tournament must bring a few wizards to this place. What do you do, conjuration, illusion, elementalism ? Maybe shapechanging ? Or even necromancy ?"
Date: Mon Mar 15, 1999 21:29:12 From: FireOpal To: just john
The half-elf nods her head at Agnar, her long, fiery red braids swinging slightly, with whisps of hair sweak-soaked and clinging to her face. Her bright emerald eyes move almost like the small hawk's perched on her padded shoulder - scanning frequently or focusing completely. Her garb is drabber than her coloring, dyed leather tunic, pants and high boots of varying shades of green... good forest camouflage. A leather thong rings her neck and falls under the tunic, only a small bulge discernable. Often she also wears a dark green cloak, but not today, what with the match and the weather. In her right hand she grips a rune-carven ash staff. At her left side, on the braided leather belt is her hawking glove and hood, a pouch and a sheathed dagger . She's rather short (5 ft), but slim and athletic looking. This tends to enhance her youthful appearance of 20ish, although she is much, much older.
As the youths jostle up behind them, she expresses her thanks for their compliments, smiling at the byplay. Turning back to Agnar, "I'm Mistletoe by the way,the hawk is my companion Ashfelor, and this is my friend and fellow ranger, Nivek."
It then sinks in that they mentioned Holli....But will have to wait until she's gotten something to eat.
[ooc: Bill & Ted's Zam Adventure?? <G> ]
Date: Mon Mar 15, 1999 21:29:12 From: FireOpal To: Wrecan Repl: 2223005, Wrecan
Not sure what to say to Agnar about his armor, she hems and haws, glancing at Nivek for help. "Uhh.. errr.. It looks a little familiar..like when it was alive... umm..."
Date: Tue Mar 16, 1999 00:51:10 From: Spydah! To: just john Repl: 2225273, just john
Perry watches Phineas look through his varous bundles, then smiles when he notices him sitting next to him.
"I think I want the chili and some honey water," he tells the man.
-S
Date: Tue Mar 16, 1999 09:31:00 From: Wrecan To: FireOpal Repl: 2223560, Nivek
"Yes," says Agnar, "it was made from bullette hide. It's quite remarkable, isn't it? I never thought I would find a suit of armor that fit my... religious proscriptions."
-Mark
Date: Tue Mar 16, 1999 16:25:03 From: Nicholas McGlynn To: Matioki Repl: 2224831, Matioki
[Eledhan]
"Oh, a bit of this, a bit of that." is Eledhan's nonchalant reply. Physically, he is a very tall elf, well, over 6 feet in height. He is muscular, with shoulder length blond hair and sparkling blue eyes. He wears a wicked grin to accompany his rich clothing; a red satin cloak, embroidered with arcane symbols, a garish blue and white tunic, which is covered in mud, and a pair of soft leather boots. He carries in one hand a polished obsidian staff. "I'm a Mage, you see, so I dabble in all of the schools of magic. Why, did you require my services?".
Nick mc
Date: Tue Mar 16, 1999 20:52:12 From: Nivek To: Wrecan Repl: 2223857, Wrecan
"Well its quite impressive looking. So do you live here good sir?"
- Nivek
Date: Wed Mar 17, 1999 09:56:13 From: Wrecan To: Nivek Repl: 2223863, Nivek; 2224402, FireOpal
[Agnar]
"I'm staying at Penshah's, if that's what you mean. I am a wanderer, by nature and choice."
He appraises both Nivek and Mistletoe, approvingly, apparently, until he spies Mistletoe's dagger. That he eyes with what seems, strangely enough, as disappointment.
"A pleasure to meet you folks. I take it you both are in the tournament?"
-Mark
Date: Wed Mar 17, 1999 10:34:11 From: Nivek To: Wrecan Repl: 2223875, Wrecan
"No, I just don't see much point in fighting for fun. I'll leave that to the pretty lady."
[ooc: just for info, Nivek is wearing a simple cloak and travelling clothes. At his side is a longsword and in his hands an unusual looking staff and a bow on his back.]
Date: Wed Mar 17, 1999 11:07:00 From: Wrecan To: Nivek Repl: 2224240, Nivek
[Agnar]
ooc: Agnar looks even more disappointed at Nivek's longsword, but holds his tongue. Does Nivek wear bulky armor under his clothes that might be noticeable or might jingle?
"I thought we were fighting to see who got to fight off a dragon," Agnar said. "Any way, the tournament offers more rewards than the official one."
-Mark
Date: Wed Mar 17, 1999 20:02:11 From: Nivek To: Wrecan Repl: 2224378, Wrecan
[ooc: The only armor he wears is light leather.]
"Well my warmest wishes go to the man, or woman, who gets the chance at the dragon. Personally, I have no interest in the matter. Have you fought a duel yet good sir?"
- Nivek
Date: Wed Mar 17, 1999 22:58:03 From: Wrecan To: Nivek Repl: 2224403, FireOpal
[[Agnar Stonecutter]]
"Yes, I have. I did pretty well, for my first time out. A good opportunity to spread my message. Which is all i really want. I have no desire to figh this dragon either. I'll drop out if it comes to me and some other. Until then, I'll continue to fight and to preach."
-Mark
Date: Wed Mar 17, 1999 23:49:04 From: FireOpal To: Wrecan
"We're staying at Penshah's too. Lovely baths they have...." she says most wistfully. "I just finished a bout in the tournament, which I fortunately won."
Date: Wed Mar 17, 1999 23:49:04 From: FireOpal To: Wrecan Repl: 2224578, Wrecan
The druid nods her head in agreement, "Same with me. About the dragon, not the preaching... " She grins good-naturedly at Agnar.
She is a little curious what he preaches about, but not enough to get into before she has some FOOD. <g>
Date: Thu Mar 18, 1999 08:49:14 From: Bab To: Nicholas McGlynn Repl: 2224752, Nicholas McGlynn
She shakes her head at the mage's comment. "I don't know about that. I never knew anybody that was rich. We always seemed to need to run a job for one reason or another. The riches never piled up."
She looks around at her surroundings and the people here for a long moment. "That's why I'm here." She finally says. "To find some riches but mostly for the adventure and the new scenery. I'd never been out of my city before this."
--Bab
Date: Thu Mar 18, 1999 10:10:12 From: Wrecan To: FireOpal Repl: 2225272, just john
"I think it's an odd way to kill a dragon, anyway. You've got all these warriors here. Why not just send them all out after the dragon? Whoever survives can keep the spoils."
Agnar shook his head.
"Metal-addled humans," he mutters. "Who knows how they think?"
The Agnar realizes he might have said something insulting.
"No offense," he said to his companions. "Um... let's go get some lunch."
-Mark
Date: Thu Mar 18, 1999 15:45:06 From: Nicholas McGlynn To: Bab Repl: 2225643, Bab
[Eledhan]
"I myself have only left Nitnoid a few times. Perhaps we should stick together; after all, " he says with a dashing grin, "They say there is safety in numbers."
Nick Mc
Date: Thu Mar 18, 1999 17:38:14 From: Matioki To: Nicholas McGlynn Repl: 2225110, Matthew Sellwood
"Maybe I will, maybe I will. No idea what might come up in this contest. A magic duel would be fun !" He looks the elf up and down, marvelling at his colorful clothing. "So you've got no speciality ? Well, I don't have one either, but I'm probably not anywhere near your ability."
Date: Fri Mar 19, 1999 02:00:05 From: Matthew Sellwood To: Matioki Repl: 2225644, Bab
He stirs out of his reverie slightly, having been listening to the conversation around him, if not acknowledging it.
"What form does this tournament take exactly, might I ask?"
Matt
Date: Fri Mar 19, 1999 13:30:01 From: just john To: Wrecan Repl: 2227705, Wrecan
Agnar, Mistletoe and Nivek find themselves at the front of the line, so it's their turn to order.
The food here is almost all breaded and deep fried (in metal baskets lowered into metal cauldrons of hot oil). (fried chicken, fried potatoes, fried breaded vegetables of various sorts (mushrooms, brocolli, asparagus, corn on the cob), fried dough, fried cheese, fried sausages, fried peppers ...)
It's staffed by enthusiastic and efficient young people, and it's quite clean.
A young human grins, holds his clipboard and pencil at the ready and addresses Agnar.
"Welcome to the Friendly Fire Fried Foods! How may we help you today?"
Date: Fri Mar 19, 1999 13:30:02 From: just john To: Spydah! Repl: 2227435, Spydah!
>> "I think I want the chili and some honey water," he tells the man.
"All right," Phineas says, "Sounds good to me."
Suzzi finally makes it back to the table with some food and beverage, and takes Phineas' order for two chilis and two meads. She nods as she writes down the orders.
Then the old, wealthy-looking dwarf at the next table motions her over. She leans over to hear his quiet entreaties.
"... nearly half an hour!" is part of what he has to say to her.
Date: Sat Mar 20, 1999 00:20:03 From: Bab To: Nicholas McGlynn Repl: 2225855, Nicholas McGlynn
"Safety in numbers, huh? I don't know I think that may depend on the situation. Sometimes it's just safer to be alone and in the dark." Her wry grin indicates a wisdom that one would not expect from one of so few years.
--Bab
Date: Sat Mar 20, 1999 00:25:01 From: Bab To: Matthew Sellwood Repl: 2225702, Matthew Sellwood
She perks up at Matthias' awakening. "I've only seen a couple of matches so far, but from what I understand they pair you up, one on one, and you deul it out with someone that has a similar specialty to your own."
She's smiles broadly. "I just saw my friend Mistletoe wack that guy up," she points at Phineas, "pretty good with her staff. Iguess they heal you up after the match if you really need it, too. I singed up for a contest later this afternoon."
--Bab
Date: Sat Mar 20, 1999 03:02:03 From: Matthew Sellwood To: Bab Repl: 2228223, Bab
He grins slightly, then nods almost enthusiastically.
"Sounds like something I would have gone in for, a few days ago. However...now....things have changed slightly."
He subsides again, grasping a large object in his coat pocket.
Matt
Date: Sat Mar 20, 1999 09:27:14 From: Nicholas McGlynn To: Bab Repl: 2228221, Bab
[Eledhan]
The elf mage gives a gleeful smile at Lysandra's words; he is clearly impressed by her worldy ways. "So, " he asks her, "Who are your companions here?".
Nick Mc
Date: Mon Mar 22, 1999 13:16:02 From: Spydah! To: just john Repl: 2230397, just john
"Sounds like we won't be getting that for quite some time," remarks the gnome after hearing the dwarf complain about how busy it is, "Which will leave us plenty of time for you to tell me about your magical staff."
-S
Date: Mon Mar 22, 1999 18:16:09 From: Wrecan To: just john Repl: 2228056, FireOpal; 2229475, just john
[Agnar]
Agnar looked with distaste at the big metal tubs that the food was cooked in. He knew that the food here would be cooked using metal knives and such, but he didn't want to see it, much as some people don't like to see the workings of the butcher on livestock.
"Can I have a bunch of those vegetables and stuff... before it's been fried?" Agnar points to wherever they keep their baskets of uncooked mushrooms, broccolli and asparagus. "I'll just take a basket of those. Uncooked, please."
-Mark
Date: Mon Mar 22, 1999 23:33:02 From: FireOpal To: Wrecan Repl: 2229028, Wrecan; 2229474, just john
The ravenous druid wants some chicken, sausages, potatoes, and veggies.... Good thing she doesn't have to worry about her figure! "Any ale to wash this down with??" she asks enthusiastically. "You know, Agnar, you can always get your food at Penshah's... they have salad and a great dish called chili. Just a suggestion..." she hurriedly states, noting his distate at the food preparation.
Date: Tue Mar 23, 1999 08:38:11 From: Bab To: Nicholas McGlynn Repl: 2228517, Nicholas McGlynn
She looks about the group for a moment. "Before today? Only two of this crowd. " She points out Holli, the woman in armor and Perry, the short one with the strange hat. "We met Jenn," she point out the green skinned guy "today at the match. Also there's Mistltoe and Nivek but they're not here."
--Bab
Date: Tue Mar 23, 1999 08:47:06 From: Bab To: Matthew Sellwood Repl: 2228344, Matthew Sellwood
Her expression reflects her confusion at his statement. "I don't understand. If you would have liked it, why not like it now? They have all kinds of contests, surely there would be something you would still like."
--Bab
Date: Tue Mar 23, 1999 12:13:00 From: Matthew Sellwood To: Bab Repl: 2233384, Bab
He sighs rather deeply, and then shakes his head.
"It's a long story, but....no, they don't have anything I would like. Well, in fact they do, but they don't have anything that I could participate in at the moment. I don't seem to be able to use a sword as well as I used to be able to. Or indeed, at all."
Matt
Date: Tue Mar 23, 1999 16:37:14 From: Nicholas McGlynn To: Bab
[Eledhan]
"Mmmm, yes, I've met Holli already." he looks at her with a sly glance.
Nick Mc
Date: Wed Mar 24, 1999 09:22:10 From: Wrecan To: FireOpal
[Agnar]
"I can't eat at Penshah's all the time. If I am going to live in this... this city, I'm going to have to figure out how to do it without comproomising my beliefs and without offending my god."
-Mark
Date: Wed Mar 24, 1999 17:52:03 From: just john To: FireOpal Repl: 2233399, Wrecan
>The ravenous druid wants some chicken, sausages, potatoes, and veggies....
They're all to be had. Each bit of fried food comes in a cone-shaped paper holder, and the oil quickly soaks through it.
>"Any ale to wash this down with??"
Also available -- for customers who don't have mugs handy, glass mugs are included in the price (relatively cheap).
It's at about this time that the enthusuatic customer might notice that there are no tables nearby. Over behind the registration desk, the tables have already filled up. There is some space on the bleachers that might serve, and they afford a great view of the precision horse antics. (Right now, the riders are standing on their steeds and making balloon animals as the horses go in circles.)
Or Mistletoe and crew could eat standing up -- a messy process requiring DEX, but it's what a lot of the crowd are doing. (Hmmm.. I wonder if the planners of the Tournament had factored the possibility of hundreds of minor grease spills onto the glass ...)
Date: Wed Mar 24, 1999 17:52:07 From: just john To: Wrecan
> "Can I have a bunch of those vegetables and stuff... before it's been > fried?" Agnar points to wherever they keep their baskets of uncooked > mushrooms, broccolli and asparagus. "I'll just take a basket of those. > Uncooked, please."
The youngster looks uncertain at Agnar's sensible request.
"I'll have to get the manager."
The manager looks no older, and when he hears Agnar's order, he hems and haws for a moment, then finally makes an executive decision.
"Okay, why not?"
He instructs the first counterperson to charge half price.
Soon, Agnar has a large paper cone full of the raw veggies he asked for (plus a glass mug of water, beer, ale or non-hard cider if he wishes.)
The counterperson oohs and aahs when paid by jewels.
Date: Thu Mar 25, 1999 18:27:03 From: just john To: Spydah! Repl: 2233675, Spydah!
> "Which will leave us plenty of time for you to tell me about your > magical staff.
Phineas chuckles.
"You mean you wish to pay for lunch, after all? Our deal was you'd tell ME what you saw when I was fighting that young lady."
Date: Thu Mar 25, 1999 18:27:04 From: just john To: All Repl: 2230860, Matioki
In Penshah's Poolside Room, Lysandra, Matthias, Perry, Eledhan, Jenredykk, Phineas and Holli have been eating lunch and talking. More food comes, served by the young half-dwarf.
Suzzi comes back into the room and hurries through the crowd to the table, looking agitated. She says to Holli, "I don't know where Horzte is, and this is strange."
She looks over at the nearby table where the elderly, rich-looking dwarf is already looking back with a very worried expression on his face.
"Mr. Glenxo? You know Holli. These are some of her friends. Anyway, you were right, I think."
Mr. Glenxo gets out of his chair and comes over to the table. He looks troubled and forlorn, and he looks as if these are not emotions he is used to. "You didn't find them?"
Suzzi replies, "No, I didn't. And what's odder is I found an open doorway where one isn't supposed to be, right behind --"
"-- the main bath tub," Holli completes. Suzzi and Mr. Glenxo glare at her.
Suzzi starts, "Maybe I should get Horzte or the Watch --"
"-- No, no. Please." It's the dwarf who interrupts her this time.
"I mean, I don't want this to get out, for a lot of reasons ... Like the Tournament, and this church auditor who's in town, and ... well, I just don't."
Holli is trying to extract something from inside the sleeve of her armor. Finally, using her pinky, she's able to coax out a folded-up bit of paper.
As she's doing this, she asks quietly, "And who is it that's vanished into this doorway?"
"My wife and little Tursbie," Mr. Glenxo says, "That's my daughter," he explains to the others at the table. "She likes to dress up like a thief, no offense meant, in black leather and such. She's got blue eyes, and she's all of this high." He holds his hand two feet above the floor.
Holli gets the paper unfolded. It's a piece cut from a printed map, with additions drawn in red and black ink. She shows it to Mr. Glenxo.
"Do you think they'd want to head to any of these places?" she asks.
"Oh, my wife would never let her run off -- we would have heard the yelling from up here -- she has that sort of voice. You didn't hear my wife yelling, did you?"
Suzzi shakes her head no.
He continues, "And down here heads to the old temple."
Holli asks, "You mean the 't' in that loop?"
"No, I don't know what that is. The temple's off the bottom left corner of this. But nobody'd want to go there. The way in has locks with magic time limits. Spend a minute too long fiddling with them, and traps go off. But what am I saying? My wife wouldn't let our child go into these tunnels in the first place."
He scans the faces at the table. (If there were background music, it would well up at this point.)
He announces, "It can only mean foul play!"
(Dunt dunt Duuuuhn!)
Date: Fri Mar 26, 1999 05:55:09 From: Matioki To: just john Repl: 2233115, just john
He gets excited. "Your wife and daughter disappeared into a hidden passage ?! I meet Tursbie a while ago, she's a nice child. If you'd like us to search for them, count me in !" The goblin peers at the map. "Is that supposed to be Hotdamm ? Where are we on it ?" Then he remembers the name of this tavern. "Oh, the 'p', right ? And where's that bath tub ?"
Date: Sun Mar 28, 1999 21:56:10 From: just john To: Matioki Repl: 2233260, Nicholas McGlynn; 2233430, Matioki
>> "Is that supposed to be Hotdamm ? Where are we on it ?" Then he >> remembers the name of this tavern. "Oh, the 'p', right ? And >> where's that bath tub ?"
"The baths are downstairs," says Suzzi. "I guess Holli knows where the doorway is, and WHY she knows, I don't know."
"Well, er, it's a real long story," says Holli.
"How'd you meet my daughter?" Mr. Glenxo asks Jenredykk.
Date: Mon Mar 29, 1999 06:27:10 From: Nicholas McGlynn To: just john Repl: 2233372, just john
[Eledhan]
"Temple,eh? What would the girl be doing down there? I'd have thought that was dangerous.".
>"Well, er, it's a real long story," says Holli.<
"I'm all ears, my lovely.".
Nick Mc
Date: Mon Mar 29, 1999 12:24:14 From: just john To: Nicholas McGlynn Repl: 2233392, Bab
>> "Temple,eh? What would the girl be doing down there? I'd have >> thought that was dangerous.".
"What would she be doing poking around in dangerous places?" echoes Mr. Glenxo.
"Why would a bright girl from a nice, respectable, temple-going, law-abiding family want to dress up like a second-story man and lurk around in dark places? It's beyond me."
Holli says, "I wish Nivek were here. Anybody see him recently, or did he leave town?"
Date: Mon Mar 29, 1999 12:38:03 From: Bab To: Matthew Sellwood Repl: 2233386, Matthew Sellwood
She thinks about his statement for a moment. She's not sure why he can't use a sword any more and she doesn't want to pry. She tries a different tack. "Well, why not an unarmed match? I know I saw some wrestling going on earlier. It may not be your preffered mode of contest but I bet you'd have a good time. It'd give you something to cheer you up. A break from the blues, as it were."
--Bab
Date: Mon Mar 29, 1999 12:40:02 From: Matthew Sellwood To: Bab
He shakes his head, though he smiles up at her for the suggestion and looks much more happy since Elehdan suggested trying to find a temple.
"It's a little more complicated than that. Suffice it to say that....I'm not myself.<s>."
Matt
Date: Mon Mar 29, 1999 12:48:14 From: Bab To: just john Repl: 2233410, just john; 2233418, just john
At Holli's question Lysandra pipes in. "Nivek and Mistletoe wanted to stay at the tournament and look around at the booths and such. I'm sure they're still over there, probably eating some of that really greasy food. You want me to go find them?"
Without waiting for an answer, Lysandra's out of her chair, between the bodies surrounding the table, and three quarters of the way to the door before calling over her shoulder. "Be back in a flash!"
--Bab
Date: Mon Mar 29, 1999 13:04:14 From: Wrecan To: just john Repl: 2233419, just john
[Agnar]
Not being particularly dextrous, Agnar looked around hopefully for a place to sit. Not that he feared grease stains (he wasn't carrying any fired food). Still, he paid good gems for this food, so he'd rather not have them spilling all over the floor.
-Mark
Date: Mon Mar 29, 1999 13:33:06 From: just john To: Bab Repl: 2233455, Nicholas McGlynn
>> You want me to go find them?"
Holli says, "Okay, yes, go, Lysandra. Lysandra?"
>> Without waiting for an answer, Lysandra's out of her chair, ...
Holli turns back to the table.
"Well, I guess we'll be waiting for a few minutes while she gets our tracker... Eledhan, why don't you take Matthias here to the Temple of Eris, and drop him off there? It's here on the map."
She points to a building on the road that leaves town by the north gate.
"The place usually smells like pizza. If he has to stay there to get right with Eris -- I can't believe I just said that -- then you can come back and tell us not to wait. How's that sound?"
Date: Mon Mar 29, 1999 13:49:14 From: just john To: Bab
Lysandra has no difficulty finding Nivek. He's with Mistletoe and Agnar, near the Friendly Fire booth. All three have hands full of food and beverage, with no tables nearby.
Date: Mon Mar 29, 1999 13:49:14 From: just john To: Wrecan Repl: 2233480, Wrecan
As if Agnar didn't already have his hands full, here comes Lysandra, hurtling toward Nivek, Mistletoe and him.
Date: Mon Mar 29, 1999 14:02:02 From: Matioki To: just john
He looks questioningly at Holli. "So they were kidnapped when they were taking a bath, huh ?"
"Oh, I just ran into her during the last bout of the tournament. As you said, she likes to play thief and tried to pick my pocket in the crowd. She apologized immediately afterwards, really a clever little girl," he replied to Glenxo's question.
Date: Mon Mar 29, 1999 14:37:04 From: Nicholas McGlynn To: just john Repl: 2233459, just john; 2234113, Matthew Sellwood
ooc - what is Eris the goddess of, anyway? Italian cuisine?
[Eledhan]
"Alright, then. Matthias, are you coming? Because, although I'm naturally very charming and ladies drop at my feet on a regular basis, I think it's *you* Eris will want to have words with.". With this he leaves, waitning for Matthias to catch up.
Nick Mc
Date: Mon Mar 29, 1999 14:43:01 From: just john To: Nicholas McGlynn Repl: 2234063, Nicholas McGlynn
>> ooc - what is Eris the goddess of, anyway? Italian cuisine?
[Goddess of Dischord. I tend to play her as Goddess of What-The-Hell-Is-Going-On?]
Date: Mon Mar 29, 1999 15:18:01 From: Wrecan To: just john Repl: 2234664, Bab
ooc: Could I have a physical description of Lysandra?
Agnar is a dwarf of average dwarven height, weiring unusual green bullette scale armor and carrying a wooden staff. He has a belt pouch or two and wears a holy symbol made of wood as well as a wooden shield. His eyes are grey, and wild almost fervently insane/ His beard and hair are ragged, as if they had been sandblasted constantly fo the past few years (which they have). Nevertheless, he does not seem like a complete idiot (although looks can be deceiving) and has a wise sernity about him. He is currently holding a cone of uncooked vegetables. (Or is that a Cone of Uncooked Vegetables? <g>)
-Mark
-Mark
Date: Mon Mar 29, 1999 20:15:14 From: Spydah! To: just john Repl: 2233690, just john
<<<"You mean you wish to pay for lunch, after all? Our deal was you'd tell ME what you saw when I was fighting that young lady.">>>
"Oh yeah," remembers the gnome, "Well I didn't see the fight from the beginning because I was doing something else, but when I got enough money together, I decided I would bet it all on Mistletoe -- she's the lady you were fighting.
I knew she was going to win because you were going so slow, so it was a pretty safe bet. Only problem was, she was already winning by the time I got to the dwarf-betting-guy, so I thought of a plan to distract her so you could act all menacing and growl a few more times to make everyone *think* that you were going to win and the dwarf-betting-guy would change the odds again, which really pissed off Nivek, but he shouldn't have been listening anyway. Then all of a sudden, WHAM! -- it was all over. You fell face first in the dirt and I didn't get any richer."
Perry takes a drink of mead before becoming distracted by Suzi and Holli's conversation about the missing dwarves.
-S
Date: Mon Mar 29, 1999 20:37:07 From: just john To: Spydah!
Phineas has taken out a notepad, but Perry's story is a bit short. Phineas says "Oh. Thanks, I guess."
>> Perry takes a drink of mead before becoming distracted by Suzi
>> and Holli's conversation about the missing dwarves.
The knobby, nearly naked human also pays attention.
"You mean we're about go on a real-life dungeon crawl? Oustanding!"
Date: Tue Mar 30, 1999 12:16:08 From: Nicholas McGlynn To: just john
How apt <s>. Well, that's the Ancient Greek definition as well, but anyway, I'm sure me and ol' Eris and me will get on fine.
Nick Mc
Date: Tue Mar 30, 1999 13:15:09 From: Matthew Sellwood To: Nicholas McGlynn Repl: 2234876, just john
He looks up from his musing to see Elehdan striding away from the table and other people going their seperate ways. He _really_ has to snap out of it. With a few hurried goodbyes and thankyous to his newfound companions, he rushes after the mage....a strange sight. A man who looks like he should have the grace of a cat barely managing to negotiate the tavern floor...
Matt
Date: Wed Mar 31, 1999 00:56:00 From: Bab To: Wrecan Repl: 2236644, FireOpal
A young human girl of small stature, she stands less than 5 feet tall (approx 125cm) but moves with obvious grace. She barrels through the crowd, her shoulder length straight brown hair flying, but barely jostles a single person. Obviously she's accustomed to slipping through crowds unnoticed.
"Nivek! Nivek, Mistletoe! We need your help right away!" She begins hollering when she has them in site. Though she shows no sighs of slowing, to her credit, she doesn't run anyone over with her arrival. "There's a friend of Holli's at Pensha's. A Dwarf. . ." She huffs her way through far more explaination and detail than required before finally, and rapidly, finishing with ". . . and anyway, now his daughter and wife are missing!"
--Bab
Date: Wed Mar 31, 1999 14:10:00 From: just john To: Matthew Sellwood
>> With a few hurried goodbyes and thankyous to his newfound >> companions, he rushes after the mage....a strange sight. A man >> who looks like he should have the grace of a cat barely managing >> to negotiate the tavern floor...
It's a good thing his sword's in its hilt, as it waves wildly in his wake.
Cries of "Hey!" "Ow!" "Watch it, bub!" follow him until he finally gets outside. Happily, nobody's hurt. Even more happily, nobody comes after him.
Date: Sun Apr 4, 1999 13:24:04 From: FireOpal To: Bab Repl: 2236942, Nivek
As Lysandra hurries toward them, the druid gives a small sigh. She mutters, "So much for a quiet lunch, I guess..." During the girl's explanation of the trouble back at Penshah's she quickly munches on her lunch. "I guess we'd better get moving, Nivek. Agnar, are you joining us? Might be we could use your help too...you never know around here what's going to happen." The elven woman shares a rueful smile with Nivek, remembering their adventures, and losses, on this journey.
Date: Mon Apr 5, 1999 07:28:05 From: Nivek To: FireOpal Repl: 2237263, Wrecan
"Aye, that's an understatement. Come Agnar, never a dull moment in this place."
- Nivek
Date: Mon Apr 5, 1999 19:21:13 From: Wrecan To: Nivek Repl: 2238946, Bab; 2240884, just john
"I'm right behind you three," declares the green-armored dwarf. As he follows his three new friends, he will try, as agily as he is able (which is not very agily at all) to eat his lunch of uncooked vegetables without spilling anything.
"Lead on, young one," he says to Lysandra.
-Mark
Date: Wed Apr 7, 1999 14:43:01 From: just john To: Michael Durant Repl: 2238643, Michael Durant
The Short Bar, the common room in Penshah's that is sized for dwarves, is still crowded. Tufin has been sitting and drinking with the human visitors from Vergaantz, Vendetta Alnmoor and her kinsman Remonstrance. (Earlier in the day, Tufin had defeated Remonstrance handily.)
Tufin has just asked Vendetta if she was going to compete in the tourney, but she's suddenly paying attention to Horzte, the Tournament coordinator, who has entered the room.
From what many in the crowd are saying, Horzte has just been defeated in single combat by a woman, in less time than it takes to describe it. The normally temperate fellow is having a few drinks on this side, to allow him to better brave the razzing he'll be getting when he returns to Penshah's OTHER public room.
"Another, Sammi," he instructs the bartender.
Vendetta speaks up, from where she's sitting.
"Back home, tourneymeisters often excuse themselves from the competitions, to avoid exactly this sort of situation," she announces.
The crowd hushes significantly.
Horzte turns slowly. He nods when he notices Remonstrance sitting with her, but he nearly drops his mug when he spots Tufin at the same table.
After a pause, he asks Vendetta carefully, "Can I be assured that your intentions are peaceable, within this house?"
"Within this house, yes," she replies.
"And yours?" Horzte nervously asks Tufin.
Date: Wed Apr 7, 1999 22:17:08 From: Michael Durant To: just john Repl: 2240883, just john
There is a confused look on his face, at least the parts you can see through the air and beard. "Why ever would my intentions be anything else?" The people here were certainly acting strangely. Something that probably could stand his attention ... but later.
Well perhaps he should stretch his legs a bit anyway. He drains his mug and stands. "Pleased to meet you all, but I feel the need to be out and about. Ought to go check on my next match too now that lunch seems to be on. Don't want to keep Agnar waiting!" he finishes with a wink. "Hope to see you around later."
He heads back out to the front desk to see if they have a current schedule there.
MikeD
Date: Thu Apr 8, 1999 10:08:02 From: Bab To: Wrecan
Looking at the dwarf for a moment, the girl finally smiles. "Hi, I'm Lysandra. Pleased to meet you Agnar." Her tone is very warm and even diplomatic. She doesn't wait for a response though, before turning and heading off back to Pensha's. Her pace is more civilized with the three of them in tow, however.
--Bab
Date: Sat Apr 10, 1999 16:39:14 From: just john To: Michael Durant Repl: 2241044, Michael Durant
>> He drains his mug and stands.
Everybody backs up half a step.
>> "Pleased to meet you all, but I feel the need to be out and about.
>> Ought to go check on my next match too now that lunch seems to be on.
>> Don't want to keep Agnar waiting!" he finishes with a wink. "Hope to
>> see you around later."
Everybody exhales.
>> He heads back out to the front desk to see if they have a
>> current schedule there.
"Agnar?" asks Horzte, as Tufin heads down the hallway to the other public room.
"You know," replies somebody, "That lunatic who can't stand metal."
"Hey, nail him one for me!" shouts a metal-clad Kobold.
The other room (officially called "Poolside") is at least as crowded as the Short Bar, and most of the people here are taller than Tufin.
The young dwarf is working behind the bar, and a copy of the schedule is available for inspection, right next to the registration ledgers.
Tufin's next scheduled bout is with Agnar, set for first thing tomorrow morning. [That's the last arrangement you guys made with Brandee, before heading to the Short Bar.]
Date: Sat Apr 10, 1999 16:39:14 From: just john To: Wrecan
Following Lysandra is no problem for the trio.
What they do with their food is up to them -- perhaps they stuff it into a pouch, which results in something perfectly disgusting when Nivek's and Mistletoe's fried food cools down and congeals. They can probably manage the whole walk to Penshah's and to the table without spilling a whole lot.
As they enter Penshah's, Agnar might notice that Tufin's at the bar, looking at a piece of paper. Then Agnar's hustled on, to a table at the far side of the room.
As a person experienced in the ways of metal, Agnar will see that Holli's armor is unusual in the extreme. It's full-body armor that looks cast, rather than hammered. The joints at the elbows, knees and other places move very smoothly, though it gives her an ant-like appearance. She's not wearing the helmet or gloves at the moment.
Also, if the armor is any indication, she's very broad-shouldered for a half-elf.
Date: Sat Apr 10, 1999 16:40:00 From: just john To: All Repl: 2240988, Matthew Sellwood; 2241471, Godslayer; 2241486, FireOpal; 2242143, Bab; 2249548, Spydah!
At the window table in the Poolside Room at Penshah's are Holli, Phineas, Mr. Glenxo, Jenredykk and Perry.
Holli's the buff half-elf in the odd armor. Phineas is the knobby, mangy-kilted human who Mistletoe defeated a few minutes ago. He's now also wearing spectacles, (but I think Mistletoe may have already known about them from the dents on the sides of his nose.) Mr. Glenxo is a rich-looking dwarf wearing symbols of Moradin, though the short sword at his side implies he's not a cleric.
When Mistletoe and Nivek return with Lysandra, Holli says, "There you are! Sorry about last night -- I'll try to explain later."
If/when Agnar arrives, Phineas greets him with, "So there you are. I'd wondered where you went. You didn't get to see me get stomped by this little lady, here." He nods to Mistletoe.
If/when Matthias and Eledhan return (and after various people get slapped by Matthias' loose sword), everybody who saw them before can see that Matthias has solidified a bit, something native Zammers recognize as going up in levels. Matthias has skipped a couple.
[So, any of you guys who haven't met any other of you guys, it's time for some more introductions.]
Once all have arrived who are going to arrive, Holli says, "Okay, we're looking for Mr. Glenxo's wife and little daughter. Here's where we think they may be going or were taken."
"Any questions before we go?"
Date: Sat Apr 10, 1999 19:19:03 From: Matthew Sellwood To: just john Repl: 2241031, just john
The former bodyguard walks into the room looking a lot more sure of himself than he has been since he first found Holli....his sword is now safely stowed after several more embarassing incidents on the way over, and he carries a mace in his hand and a large rucksack over one shoulder. He smiles as she sees the others and heads over, nodding slightly to everyone, and Holli in particular.
"Hello everyone. I think I've sorted out a few things."
Matt
Date: Sat Apr 10, 1999 20:23:08 From: just john To: Matthew Sellwood Repl: 2241335, Wrecan; 2241385, Matioki; 2241576, Matthew Sellwood
Holli sees Matthias, looks him up an down, and says, "So, once this is out of the way, it's your turn to buy the beers, eh?"
Mr. Glenxo, the distraught father of the missing Tursbie, seems to actually see Matthias for the first time. As he notes the spikeless mace, he becomes a tad more upset.
He says quietly, "An Eris cleric ... An Eris cleric ... oh crap, what have I gotten us into?"
Date: Sat Apr 10, 1999 21:06:09 From: Michael Durant To: just john Repl: 2241068, just john
Tufin steps up to the bar and asks the dwarf there, "If you please, do you have the schedule handy? I'd like to see wen I fight next." When the ledger arrives, he verifies that his match is set for tomorrow.
MikeD
Date: Sat Apr 10, 1999 21:51:04 From: just john To: Michael Durant Repl: 2241091, Michael Durant
"Right there," says the kid.
On the schedule, it has Tufin "vanquisher of Remonstrance Alnmoor, of the Lawfully Ordained Marches of Vergaantz" and Agnar "despiser of metals and cooker of kobolds" meeting in the East Ring in Day 2, at 10 AM.
Date: Sat Apr 10, 1999 22:33:04 From: Michael Durant To: just john Repl: 2241096, just john
He nods, "Thank you so much. I appreciate your help."
He turns to leave, but then turns back, "and do you know ... what time is sunrise?"
MikeD
Date: Sat Apr 10, 1999 22:38:13 From: just john To: Michael Durant
>> He turns to leave, but then turns back, "and do you know ... >> what time is sunrise?"
"Er, um, ... dawn?"
Date: Sun Apr 11, 1999 10:49:05 From: Wrecan To: just john Repl: 2241406, Michael Durant
Agnar, huffing and puffing runs up to Penshah's, horribly out of breath. He just isn't conditioned to wear armor. It's chafing against his skin and his peripheral vision is shot. Suddenly, he feels like he's bought a lemon...
-Mark
Date: Sun Apr 11, 1999 12:03:08 From: Matioki To: just john
"Huh ?" He looks at Glenxo. "What's the problem with him being a cleric ?"
Then he turns to Holli. "Well, you still haven't told us about that bathtub and secret door business."
Date: Sun Apr 11, 1999 12:30:07 From: Michael Durant To: Wrecan
Seeing Agnar very uncomfortable in his armor takes Tufin back to his first days of trainig with his armor ... a nostalgic smile on his face he approaches the panting dwarf. "Well met Agnar, I see you have aquired some new armor. Nice", he nods appreciatively, "very nice!" There is sincerity in his tone, but also humor evident.
In a quieter voice he adds, "It will take some getting used to I think. You may want to think twice about using it tomorrow, but I'd be honored to help you learn it's use if you like."
He raises his voice back to a more normal level, "Our match is set for", e looks at the fellow by the register, "just after dawn tomorrow."
MikeD
Date: Sun Apr 11, 1999 14:42:07 From: Godslayer To: just john
[Eledhan]
The tall, handsome and richly attired elf raises a hand. "Yes, my dear, I have a question which I feel might be shared by several of our group. Will there be monsters, and does anyone know a good life-insurance broker?".
Godslayer
Date: Sun Apr 11, 1999 15:17:09 From: FireOpal To: just john
Her sweaty leathers are now also grease-stained from trying to rush along and eat her lunch. The hawk has been grimly hanging on to the padded shoulder and ruffles down once they stop at Penshah's. Acknowledging Phineas with a nod, she sees Holli and gives her a welcoming wave. "Good to see you!" the druid calls across the crowd. She waits for the details of the situation along with the rest.
Date: Sun Apr 11, 1999 17:01:07 From: Matthew Sellwood To: just john
He grins at Holli, more sure of himself now, and bows slightly.
"I'm not entirely certain my purse could keep up with your raging thirst, Holli....but perhaps. And yes, I am a cleric sir...you even got the deity right. Congratulations.<s>."
Matt
Date: Mon Apr 12, 1999 12:28:12 From: Bab To: just john
The girl doesn't seem at all out of breath despite the bright red leather jacket she wears. Absently, Lysandra pushes stray brown hairs back from her face as she takes in the happenings around her. She seems very alert, while at the same time completely unobtrusive. Almost no one takes notice of her and, at the moment, that doesn't seem to bother her at all.
--Bab
Date: Fri Apr 23, 1999 13:06:14 From: Spydah! To: just john Repl: 2251743, just john
The gnome stands on his chair, so as not to be unnoticed and sheepishly addresses Holli.
"Um, I wasn't paying attention when the reward money was discussed, how much did you say it was?"
For those who notice Perry for the first time, he is dressed in bright colors faded with age and muted by dirt and stains. His striped pants and clashing leather jerkin would clearly be painful to view in this combination if they were as bright today as they were when they were new.
Much of the gnome's face is hidden by a large brimmed hat with bright, red, fuzzy balls dangling off the end. The hat is nearly as wide as Perry is tall, and was clearly meant to be worn by a human - perhaps in a circus. Perry has modified the hat with 2 eye holes above the brim so he can see out of it while it rests on his pudgy nose. The hat is made of straw and has weathered badly. The brim looks especially worn as if it serves mostly as a bumper. Overall it has several dents and tears.
The entire outfit gives the gnome an air of gaudy mystery.
-S
Date: Tue Apr 27, 1999 21:04:12 From: just john To: Spydah! Repl: 2251811, Michael Durant; 2252673, Matthew Sellwood; 2252840, FireOpal
In Penshah's at the windowside table, Holli has been getting ready to go after Mr. Glenxo's missing wife and daughter. (Mr. Glenxo is that extremely troubled-but-rich-looking, elderly dwarf wearing various hunks of gold and silver that identify him as ranking highly the Church of Moradin. He's also wearing a sword, so he's not a cleric.)
Eledhan and Matthias have returned from the Temple of Eris, where Matthias had a conveniently speedy revelation from the goddess. Glenxo seems even more upset when he sees Matthias.
Jenredykk asks Glenxo, "What's the problem with him being a cleric?"
"It's who he's a cleric for," mutters the distraught father. "Chaotic with a capital 'K', as they say ..."
Nivek and Mistletoe have also been fetched by Lysandra, with Agnar tagging along.
"Nivek, good to see you," says Holli. "This is Mr. Glenxo, and his daughter and wife have just gone missing. I was hoping you might help track them. I think they've gone into the sewers and tunnels below the town."
Eledhan asks, "Yes, my dear, I have a question which I feel might be shared by several of our group. Will there be monsters, and does anyone know a good life-insurance broker?"
Holli says, "Monsters, sure, if you don't scare them away with that insurance broker talk."
Perry asks Holli, "Um, I wasn't paying attention when the reward money was discussed, how much did you say it was?"
Holli rolls her eyes and goes back to showing Nivek the map.
Phineas nudges the gnome and says. "Look at his outfit. I may be nearly naked now, but I know expensive jewelry when I see it. PLUS, he seems to be a high mucky-muck in a church that specializes in gold."
Agnar has hung back a little, to exchange a few comments with Tufin, who's been at the bar to look at the Tournament schedule of matches. Then Agnar heads for the table, probably with Tufin behind him.
[OOC: At this point, we've almost gotten to a very convenient point for any GM: all the players in the same place at the same time. It would make things so easy to handle! Unfortunately, Mr. Glenxo refuses to cooperate.]
The harried-looking dwarf looks up from the table and spots Tufin heading his way.
"Oh, not now!" he mutters, then turns back to the table.
"Holli, you guys better get going. I have even more trouble coming."
"Huh?" Holli huhs.
"Church business. "
That's enough for Holli. She's up and trying to herd the party toward the door to the hallway and downstairs, leaving Glenxo to stand and face Tufin across several feet of public room floor.
The old dwarf clears his throat and addresses Tufin in a voice that carries through the room.
"All right, all right. So you've got around to me. What is it you WANT?"
Date: Tue Apr 27, 1999 22:59:11 From: Michael Durant To: just john Repl: 2251983, Wrecan; 2254125, just john
Tufin looks a bit startled by this sudden intrusion into his thoughts. He considers the man's accusation for a moment before responding. "A seat at His table when I finally die would be nice." There is a definate twinkle in his eye as he says that, but he quickly sobers as he considers the task at hand. "But as I hope that is sone number of years away, I thought I might go with my friend there. Seems something has come up." He is thoughtful for a moment before he looks up and focuses his full attention on the dwarf before him, "Unless you think there is some church business that we should attend to right now."
MikeD
Date: Wed Apr 28, 1999 11:38:13 From: Wrecan To: Michael Durant Repl: 2252343, Matioki
[Agnar]
Agnar frowns at Glexno's attire. All metals and chains and gold. No wonder his kids were kidnapped. A sinful life will not go unpunished. He follows Holli toward the door.
"So, was his family kidnapped? Or did they leave him? How badly does he need my help on this quest?"
-Mark
Date: Thu Apr 29, 1999 01:46:05 From: Matioki To: Wrecan Repl: 2254123, just john
"Yeah, you never really told us what was going on," the goblin demands from Holli. "So, what happened down there ?"
Date: Thu Apr 29, 1999 17:36:03 From: Matthew Sellwood To: just john
He stands with Holli and heads over to the door, pausing only to look over at Glenxo and make several rude noises in his general direction.
"You'd almost think he didn't WANT me to help! Honestly....some people...."
He winks at Holli, and waits by the door, leaning against the wall.
Matt
Date: Thu Apr 29, 1999 22:53:10 From: FireOpal To: just john Repl: 2254124, just john
The druid and her hawk will go with Holli and Nivek. She offers the hawk for scouting if need be, he'd rather do that than be stuck in the stuffy tavern hooded and jessed, any time. She's hoping that this won't take too long - her muscles are already starting to ache from fighting earlier and that hot bath is again a fond dream.
Date: Sun May 2, 1999 20:24:04 From: just john To: Matioki Repl: 2254485, Wrecan
> "Yeah, you never really told us what was going on," the goblin > demands from Holli. "So, what happened down there ?"
Holli points with a thumb over her shoulder at the agitated Mr. Glenxo.
"That fellow is a town elder and high poobah in his temple. His wife and daughter headed toward the ladies' room downstairs, but now they're gone. Also downstairs, a secret door has been left open that few people should know about, though I happen to.
"So we're guessing they were either abducted or some other foul play has happened."
Date: Sun May 2, 1999 20:24:04 From: just john To: FireOpal Repl: 2254487, Wrecan
Holli: "I dunno. Do hawks work underground?"
Date: Sun May 2, 1999 20:24:04 From: just john To: Michael Durant Repl: 2254486, Wrecan; 2254647, Matthew Sellwood
>> "But as I hope that is sone number of years away, I thought I might >> go with my friend there. Seems something has come up."
"You stay away from my family!" whines Glenxo. (He's not very good at it -- perhaps lack of practice.)
"In fact ... How do I know you're not behind this, some how? First you consort with this anti-metal lunatic, then you're rubbing elbows with scum from Vergaantz!"
A few in the crowd "Ooooh!" at that. Some instances of "Hey, he's right!" can be heard.
Date: Mon May 3, 1999 13:16:06 From: Wrecan To: just john
[Agnar]
Agnar nods. Looks like it's a mystery as to why Glexno's family disappeared. Well, not to much of a mystery. Agnar noted all the metal Glexno wore. Clearly, he was a man steeped in sin. Little wonder he couldn't keep a family together....
And then Agnar overheard Glexno call him a lunatic. Well, Agnar would show him who the lunatic was....
"Excuse me," said the mad-eyed dwarf as he shouldered his way back into the tavern... and into the other leg of this thread....
-Mark
Date: Mon May 3, 1999 13:19:04 From: Wrecan To: just john Repl: 2256282, Michael Durant
[Agnar]
Agnar barreled back into the tavern.
"Anti-metal lunatic?! What gall you have, you cuckolded gilded canary! No wonder your wife and daughter left you, you raper of the pristine mother earth! You and your avarice and your pride and your fancy trappings and your empty morality. You and your vanity and your gold and silver swashbuckles and your tin weapons and your burnished bronze and your iron fastens..."
Agnar seems perfectly willing to spew inarticulate insults as long as anybody will let him.
-Mark
Date: Mon May 3, 1999 13:20:14 From: Wrecan To: just john Repl: 2254692, just john
<<Do hawks work underground?>>
I doubt it. Don't they fly mostly by gliding on air currents? Dungeon halls tend to be rather stale. If I remember correctly, flapping wings is for going up, not forward.
-Mark
Date: Mon May 3, 1999 17:12:10 From: Matthew Sellwood To: just john Repl: 2254691, just john
The tall cleric tilts his head slightly at the dwarf's words, frowning as he does so.
"You know, that really is quite rude. I mean first you ask us to help you, and then you suddenly leap into a completely contradictary position. And I'm meant to be the chaotic one! Honestly. Some people."
Matt
Date: Mon May 3, 1999 18:21:01 From: just john To: Matthew Sellwood Repl: 2255048, Bab; 2255137, Godslayer; 2255256, Matthew Sellwood; 2256367, Spydah!
"I'm really glad he can't hear you," says Holli as she tries to hustle the crew (except the disputing dwarves who are over a dozen feet away) through the door Matthias is next to.
"C'mon, c'mon, down the hall to the stairs, guys, before they get physical."
Date: Mon May 3, 1999 18:21:01 From: just john To: Wrecan Repl: 2255553, FireOpal
[Ashefelor is smart enough to hang around outdoors and avoid problems like nasty kids with slings and such. And Mistletoe's developed enough of a connection that she can summon the hawk from wherever she pops up from underground. So she has the option of playing it that way, if she chooses.]
Date: Tue May 4, 1999 09:04:09 From: Bab To: just john Repl: 2255249, Matioki
Gently pulling and tugging on the wrists of any resistant fellows near by, she pipes in. "I agree with Holli, we need to get moving before this crowd gets ugly."
. --Bab
Date: Tue May 4, 1999 13:29:02 From: Godslayer To: just john
[Eledhan]
"I agree. Let's go before that arrogant little balloon of a dwarf decides to call the militia on us for kidnapping his family. Frankly, I think he's a bit mad.". Eledhan emphasises his point by whirling a finger around his temple and crossing his eyes.
Godslayer
Date: Tue May 4, 1999 16:20:06 From: Matioki To: Bab Repl: 2255945, Godslayer
"Alright, let's go," the goblin agrees eagerly. "If Glenxo is that important, I bet he'll give us a fat reward when we return his family !" He raps his fingertips together. "Excellent."
Date: Tue May 4, 1999 16:34:06 From: Matthew Sellwood To: just john Repl: 2255554, FireOpal
"You're really glad? I thought you were the type who LIKED getting physical Holli? You do disappoint me..."
He grins at the half-elf as she bustles them through the door.
Matt
Date: Tue May 4, 1999 23:07:00 From: FireOpal To: just john
Realizing that they will be heading into unknown territory, underground, she releases the hawk outside the inn with a hasty instruction for him to "stay tuned" for her call to rejoin them. She'll then catch up with the party if they've already started to move to the baths.
Date: Tue May 4, 1999 23:07:01 From: FireOpal To: Matthew Sellwood Repl: 2256412, Nivek
Catching bits and pieces of conversations as she rejoins up after loosing Ashfelor, the half elf makes an odd face. Almost as if she's had something tart, it's really a cross between stifled laughter and a grimace. If she can get near to Nivek, she'll nudge him in the ribs and remark, "Woohee, and I thought our previous companions were a bit strange!" (referring to the twins and others from earlier adventures).
Date: Wed May 5, 1999 15:03:10 From: Godslayer To: Matioki Repl: 2256048, Matioki
[Eledhan]
The elf gives Jenredykk a broad grin. "I hadn't thought of that. Yes, well, I suppose a *small* reward may be in order.". His tone implies that "small" is merely a mask for "vast". "After all, he looks like he has money to throw around.".
Godslayer
Date: Wed May 5, 1999 16:36:11 From: Matioki To: Godslayer
The irony is wasted on him. "Small reward ? Nonsense, that would be something for returning his lost purse, stupid as that may be. But if we are to rescue his loved ones from unknown, dangerous terrain, I expect some decent compensation."
Date: Wed May 5, 1999 22:52:14 From: Michael Durant To: just john Repl: 2257121, Wrecan
Tufin raises his eyebrows at the fellow's outburst. "Which 'family' would that be Sir?" His demeanor begins to change, "Exactly what are you trying to accuse me of?" ... as he realizes what the dwarf is implying, "But now you =have= piqued my interest." His eyes narrow and his jaw tighten, "Perhaps you had better tell me =exactly= what it is that is going on around here ... and start now please." It was not a request.
He halts his demands when Agnar jumps into the discussion. He uses the time to take a deep breath and regain some composure. "Now Agnar, this is not your world ... things are a bit different here. Now in I do believe that this fellow needs to seriously unburden his soul", he scowls at Glenxo obviously awaiting an appology to Agnar and a detailed explaination of exactly what is going on.
MikeD
Date: Thu May 6, 1999 03:41:13 From: Spydah! To: just john Repl: 2257751, just john; 2258209, Bab
"Wow, a secret door?"
Perry pushes his way thru the group to the front calling out, "Mind the gnome!" as he bumps into everyone's legs. He hops down the stairs and looks excitedly for any signs of the hidden door.
-S
Date: Thu May 6, 1999 08:58:03 From: Nivek To: FireOpal Repl: 2257628, FireOpal
"Aye, I know what you mean. Let's stick real close together in this. Its not that I don't truct these people, but well, yeah, I guess it is that I don't necessarily trust these people" he adds with a slight smile.
"At least if we watch each other's back, we'll have a better chance in all this."
He hopes that he isn't coming across to forward or anything, he really is worried for them both amongst this very very strange crew.
- Nivek
Date: Fri May 7, 1999 17:46:02 From: Wrecan To: Michael Durant Repl: 2257326, Michael Durant
[Agnar]
"My world or not, when someone calls me a lunatic, I think I have a right to give him a piece of my mind. Especially a supercilious superficial leaden-headed obnoxious twit and general poor excuse for our species as this one is."
-Mark
Date: Fri May 7, 1999 23:24:00 From: Michael Durant To: Wrecan Repl: 2257901, Wrecan
Agnar's anger was easy to understand. Heck he felt a lot of that too. But that was not propper. He turns to his new frined, "Agnar, perhaps you would permit me to educate this follower of my god in the propper ways of respect." He turns back to the object of both their displeasure, "I have several other issues that I would like to discuss with him", he finishes sternly.
MikeD
Date: Sat May 8, 1999 15:36:06 From: FireOpal To: Nivek Repl: 2257764, just john
"That sounds wise, my friend. I can think of no-one I'd rather have at my back right now than you." The red-haired druid links her arm with the ranger's in a show of friendship and solidarity, and maybe something more.... ;)
Date: Sat May 8, 1999 19:18:03 From: just john To: Spydah! Repl: 2258302, Godslayer
>> He hops down the stairs and looks excitedly for any signs of the >> hidden door.
He gets ahead of everybody.
At the bottom of the stairs, there's a well-lit hallway with six doors. One's labelled "Males," another's labelled "Females." Between these two is a door with "Baths" on the door. The woman who brought Glenxo over to Holli a few minutes ago is standing here, holding the door open.
Beyond her, and beyond the tubs, there's a hole in the wall opening on darkness. (Secret doors aren't so well hidden when they're open.)
Date: Sat May 8, 1999 19:18:03 From: just john To: All Repl: 2257834, Michael Durant
It's the poolside room of Penshah's Oasis Resort -- the one designed for human-sized customers. And there are a lot of these to witness the three-way argument that's developing.
Mr. Glenxo starts the festivities by demanding to know what Tufin wants of him. In his tirade, he called Agnar a lunatic. Agnar, naturally, takes umbrage to that.
Tufin says "But now you =have= piqued my interest." His eyes narrow and his jaw tighten, "Perhaps you had better tell me =exactly= what it is that is going on around here ... and start now please."
Glenxo sputters, "Me? Tell you? Wh-wh-"
Agnar is more eloquent as he continues his tirade against the local dwarf. "... You and your vanity and your gold and silver swashbuckles and your tin weapons and your burnished bronze and your iron fastens..."
Tufin turns to Agnar and says, "Now Agnar, this is not your world ... things are a bit different here. Now in I do believe that this fellow needs to seriously unburden his soul"
Glenxo gapes openemouthedly at that one, but only a high squeaking sound comes forth.
Agnar has no such problem. "My world or not, when someone calls me a lunatic, I think I have a right to give him a piece of my mind. Especially a supercilious superficial leaden-headed obnoxious twit and general poor excuse for our species as this one is."
Glenxo finally gets control of his tongue and addresses Tufin rather loudly. "My soul?? MY soul?? Am I the one about to sell out his deity to strangers for Moradin-knows-what promise of church position? Am I the one out spreading gossip about lawful and just people I haven't even met? Am I the one who traipses into town without even paying a call on my local brethren in faith?"
Date: Sat May 8, 1999 19:22:06 From: just john To: FireOpal Repl: 2258749, Nivek
>"That sounds wise, my friend. I can think of no-one I'd rather > have at my back right now than you."
Holli hears this and says, "Well, I'd been hoping he could lead, what with his tracking skills and -- Perry! Hey, come on! Goshdarnit!"
But the gnome has already scooted ahead.
Date: Sat May 8, 1999 20:38:01 From: Michael Durant To: just john Repl: 2258499, just john
He ignores Agnar for the moment. His interest in Glenxo suddenly very intense. "Lets get a few things straight." He steps a bit closer and holds up his open hand so that Glenxo can get a good look at it. After a moment he his other hand reaches up and pulls down a finger, "First, I had been on a personal pilgrimage, and so was under no obligation to 'report' to anyone, least of all you."
He leans in a bit closer and pulls down a second finger, "Two, I have not been here long enough to spread any gossip, so be sure of your facts before you go about accusing.". Another finger, "Third, the only person that I have seen spreading gossip is standing before me." Another, "other than a visit to the old temple for a bit of prayer, I have no authorization, plans or intent for the temple."
Finally the last finger is pulled down leaving a formidible lo