Briar, if you want to spend both turns on healing, you can have Mender roll twice. Or you could heal once, vice once. Or heal once, lower heat once. Or not heal at all and spend two turns aquiring gear.
Hutch leaves to spend time in quiet contemplation with the priest. He waits at the end of the street to see if Briar cares to join him.
In the days that follow, Hutch showcases his lone trained bird around the Six Towers, looking high and low for folk with business that needs quick, brief communications over long distances. This first point could be found anywhere, so Hutch favors fences, information brokers, and the like.
Hutch, I cleared your stress. Give yourself 2 segments on a 4 segment LTP: make new contact.
Mender I cleared your two stress from playing with dead bodies.
What else are you doing this downtime?
Add 1 segment to a 12 segment clock in your profile!
Aaaand... Velaris watches as Tarky takes care of it. He just notices one of the moonstones gone from his mask... that'd be a pain to replace, but they were free and clear.
Back to the hideout, the cramped hovel the Dimmer sisters had "Generously" provided them. from there, plan, try to prempt, Halthar, delay the migranes.
First things first, to consecrate the bone, and begin attuning it to Halthars will. A bone hewn from a still-live leviathan, attuned to Halthar, would be a great boon in rituals
After this, he goes back to the scene, alone this time. he retrieves the sequins, the moonstone, and quietly places a golden bee in the top draw of Cobb's study.
and he concetrates a lot of his time on his resolve, drawing on holy and preternatural texts, studying the mysteries of ghosts, demons, and man.
Tarnikos stomps into the hideout and almost immediately starts preparing to leave again. He has Mender take a look over his hands, and then immediately leaves to go watch the Coalridge Blackfist pugilists, an underground fistfighting tourney he favors betting on.
You guys will have to decide: are you selling the bone or using it.
Tarnikos, roll Mender’s tinker +1d for healing. 6 clears one whole clock.
I’d highly recommend not clearing stress. Because you don’t have a trauma you’re not obligated to indulge a vice, and you only have 2 stress. If you roll a three or better or two dice you over indulge and bad things happen.
You might want to consider if there’s an asset you want temporarily for a mission or if you want to do training.
Back to the hideout, the cramped hovel the Dimmer sisters had "Generously" provided them. from there, plan, try to prempt, Halthar, delay the migranes.
Will clear stress for my second turn.
Briar is all for keeping the bone and pleasing Halthar.
Once Tarnikos finishes his turn and you all decide if you’re selling the bones and angering Halthar or keeping the bones and pleasing him, we’ll be able to move on to the next score.
[dice=Healing]2d6
Staiza, Mender's apothecary friend hears rumors that a man was asking after a group that vaguely matches your description. She doesn't remember what he looked like and gave him no information, but she felt that she should let you know. Someone is clearly looking for you.
You start work Attuning the bone. You've filled three of six segments. Great job!
Does Halthor have a new mission for you?
Velaris gathers the group together, still clutching his head. everyone here knows that means he's had communications with Halthar. Halthar has plans for us, and for that bone. but for those plans, we'll need space. space we don't have. and We'll need coin, coin we don't have. we rectify those two, and then We'll learn the next steps He says Halthar had given him the broad picture, left the fiddly details to him and the others... they needed a name. Velaris and the Constellations? maybe the Pleidine order? he'd raise the issue later.
So, who's got a proposal?
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Hutch is sitting in one of the dusty velvet lounge chairs, facing the fire pit. "The Weeping Lady is always seeking mourners to participate in her wakes and seances. Those of you with some facility in contacting the other side might join me? She has a warded mortuary under some flats which we might persuade her to part with... The area has been a little hot for her, what with the greycloak thugs prowling about. I may have other ways of securing the area, should our performance be insufficient." It's not clear if or how Hutch actually has this information.
Briar looks a bit uncomfortable at Huthch's words. She feels that her incapacity to "contact the other side", as he puts it, is a bit of a personal failing. Perhaps if she were more attuned to the spiritual lie, Halthar may talk to her directly, like he does to Velaris.
She sits cross-legged on the other side of Hutch, on a large cushion misappropriated from one of the sofas, stroking Simon. "I have no such facility, but I can guard the place, in case the Grey Cloaks get any ideas. If you're talking about that place near Blasted Tree Plaza, it has some nice elevated spots I could watch from, put a bullet in anyone causing trouble."
Tarnikos comes in, unshaven and looking like 2 miles of bad road as usual.
"I'll stay on Grey Cloak patrol too. Nobody wants me trying to persuade people of anything. I'll go on walkabout and come help when the cat meows or something."
Hutch stands in a dark alley behind a tall and well-kept property. A circling magpie whistles and beeps like the detectors at Duskvall's gates as a servant enters the alley through a door. She's carrying a hamper full of laundry. A small shadow darts in and out of her own.
"Jennah." When she reaches him, Hutch follows.
Jennah moves the hamper to her other hip. "Felfiz."
"The maize farmer went to see the dentist last week. Says he's lost a ton. There wasn't any blood, but he ended up short of breath. The family has been whispering from the loft."
"What's maize?" The woman spits.
Hutch runs his tongue across his teeth. "Not part of the bargain, but you've been less of a pain lately. Your people call it corn."
The shadow circling Jennah hovers in place. "Delightful..."
How does that sound?
Jennah tucks her hair behind her ear. I know what you're hoping for, but you're not like to find it, not from Mother Narnya. I know, I know, I know exactly how naive I sound. But she's the real deal, Felfiz. She believes in helping others, that's what drives her. I'd know by now if she was up to something sinister. No drugs. No whoring. Nothing. The only thing she cares about is helping others and the only thing she respects is compassion and mercy. She's...she's something pure. Whatever you have planned for her...don't. Just leave her alone. Let there be something pure in Duskwall. Just one thing.
She shifts the hamper back and continues down the alley before calling over her shoulder. I wish someone had told you the same about me, long ago.
Velaris goes to the shelter, chronically understaffed as it was, looking for a chance to scope out the situation. he was a Dukes son, with the seal to prove it, surely they wouldn't turn him away.
once he had obtained a position (likely simply a night warden, or even a custodial position) he will spend a few days quietly noting the players and their positions
The shelter has a steady flow of people coming in and out. Most are only there for the night, but a few are there for a few days. There are two rather large gentlemen by the door but they don't appear to be hassling anyone. It's more likely that they're around to discourage trouble instead of restricting access. The grey cloaks seem to be keeping a wide path away from the shelter. They seemingly won't even walk past the building.
Edit: I missed that you were actively working there. The two guards are named Symon and Wrack. They're devoted followers of The Weeping Lady and they'd give their lives to protect Mother Narnya and the people they serve. The other people volunteering at the shelter seem to be equally dedicated. There seems to be almost no trouble at the shelter, no fights, no theft. It's...eerie, to be frank.
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Mender returns after talking to Staiza and gathers the group, saying "It appears that someone is trying to gather information on us. A friend of mine informed me that someone approached him asking about our group. Not to fret, he didn't reveal anything, but it is troubling. You should probably check with your contacts to see if any of them have had people reach out."
You spend some time tailing different staff members of the Weeping Lady and discover that Jennah has been meeting with Cobb after hours. Might not be useful for your purposes for this score, but it bodes poorly for you that someone close to you has close dealings with a former score.
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Excellent! What’s your vote for plan type (I know people are leaning toward social but deception is also an option) and do you have a suggestion for the plan detail?
That’s a great question! Social plan would be a negotiation, bargaining, pursuading. Going in and asking for the space, trading service for the space, trading coin for the space or convincing her to give you the space.
Deception would be lying about why she should give it to you, what you’ll use it for etc.
Most of your suggestions are deception-based, but there are some openings for social. Your gathering information rolls gave you some hints toward that. They also may have pointed you to what plans are especially effective.
Rerolling Prowl to shadow Narnya's employees after hours.
You spend some time tailing different staff members of the Weeping Lady and discover that Wrack is moonlighting for the Greys. Might be why they leave the shelter alone...
Mender continues his work while waiting on the results of the investigation.
Does Mender have a suggestion for plan type or detail?
Hutch descends the stairs as Velaris is crossing the smoking room. "My Lord Blackstar. If I may." The towering man cuts a measured bow, appropriate for a tradesman deferring to a noble. He notes a fellow crew-member sitting in the shadows. "Much as I think we have all considered how best to divest Lady Narnya of her property, I believe our best approach, with your approval, is sincerity. Our Mender needs space to ply his trade, and the means to fund his noble research."
We aren't in Tycheros, and "my lord" is't the proper method of address for a duke's son in any case. But I'm inclined to agree, the lady seems eminently reasonable. He considers getting out his old regalia... some of it might fit Mender, if the man doesn't have something without bits of corpse on it. Oh yes, and for the last time, I'm not in charge, just the poor bastard with a god stuck in his head.
Velaris gathers the group around him Okay, gentlmen, lady, we have our in! Narnya is throwing a fndraiser soon. everyone put on nice clothes, the Church of Celestial splendor will be making a very public appearance.