The Consortium

[AvatarVecna]

Hestia Gravecall, Death Cleric of Myrkul

Hestia lets out a slight laugh, "It would seem you have some fans, Commander. They seem to be impressed by you.....quite a bit impressed."

Gwen just sips her drink; the holy woman's failure to divine the true intentions of the Templari was not important enough to be worth correcting, especially since the motivation itself wasn't all that important...besides, Victoria's reaction to their "attentions" might be amusing (though not as amusing as if she thought they were lusting after her Lady).

She's got red hair, I know that much.

Gwen raised an eyebrow; that could be describing their previous contact. Hrm...

[JNAProductions]

"I'm sorry, I can't hear you through all the hair in your mouth. Might want to stop licking yourself before getting into an argument."

Retorting to cat insults? Pathetic.

[Professor Gnoll]

Retorting to cat insults? Pathetic.

"Do you see those soldiers over there? Do you want to guess who it is they're obsessing about? Go on, I'll give you three guesses."

[JNAProductions]

"Do you see those soldiers over there? Do you want to guess who it is they're obsessing about? Go on, I'll give you three guesses."

Oh, you have suitors! Well, aren't I just the worst then? Umbra laughs. Please. You think I care how many men want in your pants?

[Professor Gnoll]

Oh, you have suitors! Well, aren't I just the worst then? Umbra laughs. Please. You think I care how many men want in your pants?

"They don't want to bed me, cat. They're jealous of my fighting skill. A sensation you must be quite familiar with, given that the extend of your combat prowess is murdering helpless innocents who've never even seen a naked blade in their lives."

[JNAProductions]

"They don't want to bed me, cat. They're jealous of my fighting skill. A sensation you must be quite familiar with, given that the extend of your combat prowess is murdering helpless innocents who've never even seen a naked blade in their lives."

Fight me, then. See how tough you really are...

[Professor Gnoll]

Fight me, then. See how tough you really are...

"Oh? The cat wants a battle? I'd be happy to duel you, if only to spare you further verbal humiliation. Let's see how witty a kitty you are minus a head."

[AvatarVecna]

Gwen's hands slammed onto the table. "That's quite enough. We're going to be working together, and we each bring unique capabilities to the table. Fighting amongst ourselves isn't going to solve anything."

[JNAProductions]

Gwen's hands slammed onto the table. "That's quite enough. We're going to be working together, and we each bring unique capabilities to the table. Fighting amongst ourselves isn't going to solve anything."

Umbra sighs, but holds her hand out to Victoria. She's got a point. Truce?

[Professor Gnoll]

Gwen's hands slammed onto the table. "That's quite enough. We're going to be working together, and we each bring unique capabilities to the table. Fighting amongst ourselves isn't going to solve anything."

Victoria snaps to attention. "Of course, my liege. My apologies." She stares at the hand in front of her, then gingerly shakes it, before surreptitiously wiping her own hand on the tablecloth. "Truce."

[dragonsabin]

We need to cool this arguing! There is a time and place, and surely this is neither. Xavior states as a hint of anger shows through his calm demeanor. A chill can be felt emanating from Xavior that is not harmful, but an effect from losing his temper.

[Professor Gnoll]

We need to cool this arguing! There is a time and place, and surely this is neither. Xavior states as a hint of anger shows through his calm demeanor. A chill can be felt emanating from Xavior that is not harmful, but an effect from losing his temper.

Victoria glances at Xavior. "We got it the first time. But thanks." She stands up, pushing her chair away from the table. "Well, seeing as we're still waiting on our last guest, I'm going to talk to those Templari. See if I can get them to buy us drinks. Want to come along, cat?"

[JNAProductions]

Why not? she says, standing and following alongside Victoria.

[Irish Musician]

Hestia Gravecall, Death Cleric of Myrkul

Hestia just sits there, listening to the ego and bravado being sluing about the table. She has a large smile on her face, "This group is quite a bit more lively than the bodies I am used to dealing with." She takes another sip of her ale and lets out a slight chuckle.

[Professor Gnoll]

Victoria confidently strolls up to the Templari. "Off duty, hmm? Came to get some of the finest drinks in Ashai?" She casually leans on the bar as she speaks.

[WilliamD40]

The Templari are speechless, they begin to stutter, and one starts to pull out his sword. cu..cu...cu..could you etch this for me?

The other Templari all groan.

"You were supposed to wait until after we bought them drinks. You fool now she will never do it."


From the other end of the bar a Templari walks up, he is wearing a dark leather Hauberk with a silver sun sewn into the leather. You know this means he is a lieutenant at an outer tower. Probably on leave to relax after being there for months.

My men here don't know how to address an officer very well ma'am, would you please excuse them. We just are on a week's leave from our tower and were at the execution. This one here, In reference to the one who stuttered. Has been trying to practice your routine you did at the execution in the barracks. Almost killed someone he isn't allowed to use axes anymore. I am Lieutenant Jackson, Executive Officer at tower 435

[Professor Gnoll]

Victoria laughs. "Not to worry. We all start from somewhere, eh? Though some lower than others. It's fine, I'll etch your sword for you. I'll also take those drinks, though. Make it something strong, hmm? Victoria draws her dagger and uses it to carefully etch her name into the sword's blade. She gives it a few swings, tests the weight. "Good steel you got here, boy. Keep it clean, hmm?"

[WilliamD40]

mind if I join you guys? I feel that we may see a lot of each other soon.
The Lieutenant is maintaining hard eye contact with Victoria.

[JNAProductions]

mind if I join you guys? I feel that we may see a lot of each other soon.
The Lieutenant is maintaining hard eye contact with Victoria.

[COLOR="#Why's that, Jackson?800080"][/COLOR] Umbra asks.

[Professor Gnoll]

"Depends. You invited to the party?" Turning away from him, she brandishes the sword. "One second." Raising her voice to address the Templari, she shouts, "This is the only sword I'm etching today! So the first one strong enough to pull it out gets to keep it!" She then drives the sword as deep as possible into the wooden bar with all of her prodigious strength. Smirking, she turns back to the Lieutenant. "That should keep them busy. So I ask again- are you invited to the party?"

[WilliamD40]

He reaches a hand out to shake hands with you. You feel a dark presence try to touch your mind as he extends his hand I know who Commander Victoria is, but who are you? I couldn't help notice you two were arguing earlier. Is he bothering you Ma'am?

[JNAProductions]

He reaches a hand out to shake hands with you. You feel a dark presence try to touch your mind as he extends his hand I know who Commander Victoria is, but who are you? I couldn't help notice you two were arguing earlier. Is he bothering you Ma'am?

I'm Umbra, and I'm a woman, thank you very much, Umbra says.

[Professor Gnoll]

He reaches a hand out to shake hands with you. You feel a dark presence try to touch your mind as he extends his hand I know who Commander Victoria is, but who are you? I couldn't help notice you two were arguing earlier. Is he bothering you Ma'am?

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Keep in mind, my ring protects me from brain bad-touches.

"It was nothing. We were just discussing our choices in pets. It got a little heated, is all."

[WilliamD40]

How's the scroll-research going? Or did Fandus bump onto something on the way?

As you left the scene walking directly to the authors house, you suddenly return to yourself. Not knowing what just happened. But you remember the book in your bag. And just before that, the group of people you were standing with mentioned something about food and drinks.

[WilliamD40]

I'm Umbra, and I'm a woman, thank you very much, Umbra says.

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Keep in mind, my ring protects me from brain bad-touches.

"It was nothing. We were just discussing our choices in pets. It got a little heated, is all."

Well, Umbra isn't that a lovely name. the drinks return next to the new bar decoration. With several clamouring for it. The corporal trying desperately to get his sword back. I believe I have an invitation and that you guys actually have it.

[Professor Gnoll]

Well, Umbra isn't that a lovely name.[/B] the drinks return next to the new bar decoration. With several clamouring for it. The corporal trying desperately to get his sword back. I believe I have an invitation and that you guys actually have it.

"Oh? Well then you'd best come and get it back. Join us at our table, just over here. I'm afraid that seat there is reserved for out mystery guest, so you'll have to stand." Victoria moves back to the table and motions at the lieutenant to Gwen. "We have another guest. Perhaps you know him?"

[Irish Musician]

Hestia Gravecall, Death Cleric of Myrkul

Hestia cannot help herself. She normally doesn't make a show of herself, but this moment is just too good. She sets her ale down and walks over to the bar right in front of the sword. She places both hands on it and yanks it up as hard as she can, hoping to dislodge it in front of all the boys.

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Strength check, if needed (1d20+4)[16], but I am hoping that I will pass it for sheer hilarity of seeing the newbie recruits have a woman pull it out of the bar before they can

[AvatarVecna]

Gwen nods. "Lieutenant Jackson, a pleasure to see you. What brings you so far from your tower? She waves off Victoria's concerns over seating. "By all means, pull up a chair; wouldn't want to make you stand when the person we're waiting on has yet to arrive."

"So...keeping busy Lieutenant? I hear guard duty can be murder this time of year...epsecially given all this nasty business of late."

[WilliamD40]

Thank you, but I can't stay long. Please wait for your friends even the sickly one, but you need toIn an extremely hushed tones so that only the members at the table can hear.kill the red haired woman that met you. She is a spy in the organization, and can't know we are on to her. Back to a normal tone.I am on leave and return to my tower in 3 days. Maybe you should come visit me out there. See what life on the wall is like, it is indeed very boring but, occasionally we have a sortie, and it is quite fun.

[JNAProductions]

Ger-bluh, Umbra lets out, then whispers to the others. See, this is why I hate working like this! Go here, do this, get no explanations! Is he the spy? Is she? Are we?