City of Ezerin (IC)

[Celestin]

Ellifain

I watched his smile as I told him about what the drow women wore and wasn't surprised that he was imagining it. Sadly it was not a fantasy that he would want to see in reality.

"So you don't trust the city watch to do their job? I can't say I blame you."

"It is not that I don't trust them, I just know that they can't be everywhere at once."

"Tell me what is it like to live under a Skrym roof?"

"It is one of the few places where I don't have to consistently watch behind my back. It is home for me. What else do you need to know."

He kept heading back to Skrym, which was to be expected. Time to reroute the conversation a little. "So if I may inquire, what house are you from? Or are you not from one of them and just support one?"

[shugyosha]

Herlan raised his eyebrow at her paranoia. From the stories he had heard of the Drow, paranoia wasn't so surprising.

"I'm not from any of the Houses. I'm a... a freelance consultant. Each house has hired me at one time or another, some more often than others."

"So, how did you come to Ezerin?"

[TheGuitar]

The night wears on and many patrons leave the bar, stumbling home to warm beds, or stumbling with another to bed together. The Drow and the human remain though, chatting.

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If you guys wanna keep chatting feel free, just let me know when you're done and we'll move on.

[shugyosha]

Herlan waits for her response.

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Just waiting for our Drow's back story.

We can bump to the next scene if Celestin wants.

[Celestin]

Ellifain

"I'm not from any of the Houses. I'm a... a freelance consultant. Each house has hired me at one time or another, some more often than others."

So a free lancer, interesting. Not many people didn't pick a favorite house.

"So, how did you come to Ezerin?"

"I came to Ezerin when I was still young, I had yet to see a decade of life pass. I ad been a part of one of the ruling houses from my homeland, that is until it was attacked by the other Houses. I had barely escaped, but then I was guided out by a flame of light. Later I was found alone a little ways out of the city by Sophia Skrym.

[shugyosha]

Herlan continued his conversation with the highborn Drow until it was time to go.

He headed back home for some rest and to make sure he wasn't late for the House of Skrym in the morning.

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[TheGuitar]

The night passes uneventfully. The dawn breaks, bringing on a new day, a slightly cooler one that leave and early morning mist in the city streets. AS the sun rises, the street begins to bustle and the day begins.

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If there in anything anyone wants to do before going to the house Skrym, do it now, then we'll be off.

[Murillio]

Soren Kirkegaard



Soren wakes up just as the sun rises. Feeling refreshed he creates a tasty French toast and bacon breakfast. Between bites he preps various extracts he'll be using for the day. Just before heading out the house he does a bit more busy work then heads toward the meeting area looking to be an hour early.

[Athaleon]

Nirallus finishes preparing his spells and heads to House Skrym straight away, pausing only to buy a sweet roll from a vendor, which he eats on the way there.

[Chained Birds]

Red Eyes

Laying on the roof of her House's main building, she spent most of the night stargazing and thinking about her master. Though she eventually wised up, and went to her bed to avoid falling prey to the frigid air.

Upon waking the next morning, she proceeded to perform an arduous reflexive workout to loosen her body for the Skrym House assistance. Though feeling a bit hesitant, she felt there was nothing better to do and she's been feeling a little rusty as of late. And maybe she could gather a bit of information for her House in the process.
Wandering around her room in thought for almost an hour, she eventually leaves to meet up with her potential (temporary) allies at the address given on the notice.

[shugyosha]

Herlan went through his normal morning routine; brisk exercise, breakfast, and some light reading. When the bells rang 9 he gather his things and made his way to the Skrym House.

[Jack DeCoeur]

Isaac Hawking

When he finally got to bed Isaac's sleep was spotty at best. Due to the nature of his particular interests he was not particularly used to getting to sleep before five in the morning, none the less he did eventually drop off.

Next morning he was woken sometime around nine by a sharp pain in his left leg, they still ached, almost constantly, although other than his reduced mobility they caused him very little inconvenience, one learns to adapt after all. Coming to his senses he thanked whatever celestial providence prevented him from oversleeping and had just enough to time to grab a quick breakfast, gather his things and leave for the meeting.

[Celestin]

Ellifain

It had been relaxing to talk with someone without bartering who was not a part of Skrym. Maybe things would change soon, and people would be able to overlook the color of one's skin.

I had left the bar before it was too late for I had wanted some rest before the mission tomorrow.

Awaking a little before dawn, I went through the normal ritual of cleaning myself up before praying at dawn. After prayer, I went to Sophia to have breakfast and for help donning my armor.

Afterwards I headed to the meeting place where we were supposed to meet. It was time to learn what this was about.

[TheGuitar]

You are all gathered outside the House Skrym. The property sits on the banks of the Ezerin river, and on the opposite shoe lies a small commercial dock. The house itself rises from the river banks in a most grandeur fashion. If one were to look closely, he would be able to see where additions had been put on, as the house simply evolved with the style of the centuries.

As the chimes for 10am sound, the door opens. Behind it, a lanky elf dressed in a butlers uniform welcomes you in. You've come to answer the ad. He says, not as a question, but as a simple statement, You will wait here until master Torrinus is ready to see you.

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Anyone who wishes may roll a knowledge (nobility) or a knowledge (local) check to see if they recognize the name.

Celestin

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You know the name. he is a middle-ranking member of the house, who is known for his cold demeanor. While he has never been outright rude to you, he has also never been kind to you, which is his known MO for dealing with most people.

[Chained Birds]

Red Eyes

Hmm, now where have I heard that name before? Red Eyes ponders as the generic looking elf in a butler's uniform brings up the name.

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Knowledge (Local) Check: (1d20+10)[20]
- If she recognizes the name, she'll tell anyone who asks.

[Athaleon]

Nirallus Uthorin

Nirallus cursed under his breath. He was already irritated; he had arrived early expecting his employers to fill him in on what was going on, but all he could get out of them was to be brusquely told to wait outside 'till 10.

And now that this Torrinus was mentioned, Niro was more irritated with himself for failing to educate himself on the local hierarchy and its personalities. He had heard the name before, but was at a total loss as to who Torrinus is or what he does.

At length, Nirallus sighed and willed such brooding out of his thinking. Right now he needed to listen, and to focus on the task at hand, and sulking over petty irritants would not help with that.

[Jack DeCoeur]

Issac Hawking

Isaac stood and yawned. He was in no real hurry to get underway, but a part of him couldn't help but feel that another hour or so in bed would have been nice.

Idly he drummed his fingers on his breastplate and stood with his gaze fixed on the house, it had had an eventful history, he knew that, but it's current state in regards to members, politics and goings on were more or less a mystery to him.

[shugyosha]

Herlan walks around looking around. In the back of his mind there is something itching. There was a puzzle to be solved. He thinks to himself: If this was a simple job they would have done it in house, if it was difficult they still would of kept in house. If they knew how to solve it but didn't have the ability then they would have hired a specialist (and make them sign a non-disclosure agreement). By making an open call they get plausible deniable... so somehow the problem is political...

He hears the call to come inside and follows everyone else. His eyes scan the interior and the butler.

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Question: Is there anyone else who answered the call besides the PC's?

(1d20+11)[17](28) KS: Local
(1d20+7)[3](10) KS: Nobility
(1d20+11)[1](12) Perception (looking for anything that might be out of the ordinary or might tell me what this is about)

[Murillio]

Soren Kirkegaard

Upon seeing the butler walk out Soren turned into a bundle of smiles and nods. Nodding at every syllable Soren enters in as told. He scans the room intently looking at the numbers of doors and windows. He always found it prudent to have various escape routes planned in advance. Growing a bit bored Soren finds a chair or couch to sit in. Plopping down he asks the group a question.

"So any you lot know this Torrinus bloke? Seems to have a noble air about his name."

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(1d20+8)[10] Perception for doors/windows and I guess seating available.

(1d20+2)[13] untrained knowledge for Torrinus's name.

[Jack DeCoeur]

Isaac Hawking

Soren's question snapped Isaac out of his musing and back into the room. "Huh? Oh, no. I don't take much interest in the houses as a general rule, other than from a purely historical perspective that is. But, yeah, he's probably important in one way or another." He shrugged again as if to punctuate his apathy.

[TheGuitar]

Red Eyes

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You recognize the name, and realize he is a mid-ranking member of the house Skrym. He is best known for being cold and indifferent to pretty much everyone. Not much is really known about his personal life, as he generally keeps to himself.

Shugyosha

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You recognize the name, and realize he is a mid-ranking member of the house Skrym. He is best known for being cold and indifferent to pretty much everyone. Not much is really known about his personal life, as he generally keeps to himself.

Nothing about the place seems out of place, though it is a very well furnished.

Murillio

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The name is hazy, but you think you've heard some talk about him being a cold person. However, you are unsure if this is about him, or another noble.

The room has very large windows to the right, over-shadowing a lovely looking garden, it faces west however, and so only a small amount of light trickles in.

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Gonna wait for Celestin to post before moving on.

[Chained Birds]

Red Eyes

"From what I've heard, he's some medium ranked member of this club house. I also hear he has a relatively low body temperature."

She snickers and wanders around the room appraising the items that look like they might be worth something.

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Perception (Search): (1d20+7)[23]
- For pricey things within the room.
Appraise: (1d20+8)[10]

Tch' just a bunch of junk. She thinks to herself.

[Murillio]

Soren Kirkegaard

Taking in both Red Eyes and Jack's response Soren nods his head.

"So he's important but not that important eh? And a low body temperature? He must be a sickly man or a reptile! Let's treat him with care. It's most likely why he's late."

Soren crosses his legs and entwines his fingers together so that he can place his hands behind his head. A rather decent way to stretch the body he's learned plus a great way to check for under arm body odour. Turning his attention back to the two that spoke to him.

"My name is Soren ya know by the way? Lovely to met ya. Tho' I do know you slightly. Jacque is it? Seen you about House Canis."

[Celestin]

Ellifain

Torrinus was behind this then. Well it could have been worse, he wasn't the kindest, but at least if he did have an issue with my heritage it never showed. He treated me the same as he treated most, which was better than most.

I listened as the the goblin and two of the others as they quickly were discussing what they knew. It was interesting to note that the goblin actually had a good read of the man, at least as much as anyone knew of him.

It was nice to see that Herlan was here. I thought about talking with him, but I decided to wait.

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Again, sorry for the delay in posting. After this weekend I should be back to having reliable internet at home.

[TheGuitar]

Luckily the wait is short, and soon a tall, grey-haired man enters the room. He walks with a distinct sense of poise and grace, almost as if he were twenty years younger. he wears a dark robe with the emblem of Skrym on it.

Hello, I'm glad to see you've all come to help. He says in a flat tone, And Ellifain, I wasn't expecting to have any members of our hosue in the bar, but I suppose you'll be of good use.

He them goes over to a chair in the room and has a seat, the elven servant bringing him a glass of what seems to be some sort of fruit juice.

You see, He continues, a short time ago, a boy who was working for our house stole an important heirloom of mine, a ring belonging to my great-grandfather. I've recently found out that he hid it in one of our houses old crypts, outside of the city walls. That is, as I'm sure you already can deduce, where you all come in. I would like you to retrieve that ring for me. Of course, I can't expect you to do this without some cooperation, so I'll offer you 200gp each. He takes a sip of his juice and smiles, awaiting your response.

[Chained Birds]

Red Eyes

"Seems like a lot of hassle for some piece of jewelry, but I guess an heirloom is an heirloom. So, why are you asking a bunch of people outside your guild for something you could probably accomplish yourself, seeing as how a child was able to venture into this crypt so easily? But I guess you're too busy sitting around and not offering your guests a drink."

She looks around the room for a second, and scowls at the fact that everything in the room is just showy junk in her eyes. She figures that 200gp is all a mid-ranked member of this House can afford and won't bring up the subject of payment unless the man says something that would increase the risk vs reward of the job.

[Jack DeCoeur]

Isaac Hawking

It took him a while to realise that Soren was talking to him, when he twigged he broke into a wide grin, his voice became mirthful "Not... Jacques, no. Isaac, Isaac Hawking. But I can't exactly blame you for not remembering me, I tend to have very little to do with House Canis, mostly I just make use of their Lunar calenders and starmaps. Soren though, right?"

He stopped as the older gentlemen came in and he listened attentively to the proposition before doing some quick mental calculations. Twelve hundred gold pieces for a family heirloom. That was a respectable sum, but why the need for so many bodies? Surely this job couldn't be that difficult. Something was off here, but he waited for Torrinus' response to the goblin's query before posing any of his own.

[shugyosha]

Herlan listen to the tall, grey-haired man. Red Eye voiced his question, though he doubted that they would get a straight answer from him.

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[Athaleon]

Nirallus winces at the goblin's disregard for courtesy, but remains silent so as not to aggravate the situation.

[TheGuitar]

Ah of course, Said Torrinus lazily, Where are my manners? Cyrus, do grab these folks a drink. I assume fruit juice will be ok? Unless of course there are those of you who wish to start with your drinking early. He gave a small smirk at this.

As for the boy, I'm sad to say that, yes while he did make his way into the crypt, he was unable to make his way out. Seeing as the crypt is old and not very large, that can only mean something has moved in, either that or the idiot trapped himself and is starving to death. Of course, if that is the answer, your job should be easy. Now, as for why I'm asking you, and not those in the house, I'm ashamed to say that I was hoping for a group who wouldn't know me, or at least only vaguely, so as to avoid embarrassment. Though it seems that will not be the case.

Torrinus takes another sip of his juice and Cyrus comes in with a tray with six glasses of an orange colored juice on it. holding it out, he offers it to the party.

Shugyosha

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He doesn't seem to be lying, although you get the feeling that he may withholding information, but how vital that information is, you can't tell.