GM Arkwright's Enduring Rise of the Runelords (Inactive)

Game Master Arkwright

Noro call to Aldern Hey aldie can ya at leasht shtay an have a drink or two with ush, looking ta the others all worried about goblins Or maybe jusht me then.

There are more goblins. Those that attacked are not the last of them. They are organized by an outside influence and they may come again." Spectrum explains before the nobleman leaves.

Aldern looks shocked. "What... there are more?! Where?!!" he looks around nervously, as if expecting them to be leaping over the roofs at him. "Outside influence? Did... did they cause what happened? The attack? We have to tell everyone! No one is safe!"

"Calm down, sir. They are not here. We will be going to them to make sure they cannot regroup and return. The town would do well to keep the street lanterns lit and keep their doors locked, but there is no need to panic."

"That's right." Chaise nods in agreement. "Though perhaps afterwards we'll take you up on a similar offer."

Aldern continues to look around occasionally warily, but seems more relaxed. "Yes... yes, of course. And... and you sirs are going to take care of those wretched goblins once again! Perhaps I might owe you my life twice over. Still, the town must be warned- I will go and tell them. Good luck with your quest!"

Stop him if you want. But he's going to leave.

Noro looks at Wyam, You wern't there lasht week when he tried to take me in. He wash pretty wild then Noro says witha bit of a laugh.

Noro isn't sure if she is invited on this little hunt anyway since this Foxglove character seems pretty interested in Spectrum

Sho, wyam is it? don't you have shome "rats" to kill for a poor helplesh damshel? she says mockingly about the girl that wanted Wyam to kill some rats.

"Yes, I'm sure he was," replied Wyam agreed all too readily. "As for Sherliss, I suspect she has something else entirely besides rats on her mind when she asked me to enter her home.... Still, if there really are giant rats in her home, I or someone should check it out. Maybe Sherliss would like some girl company? Hey! How about you bring some of your brother's chicken over to share with her?" he asked, glad to have come across a possible solution to the Sherliss dilemma.

"Yes... yes, of course. And... and you sirs are going to take care of those wretched goblins once again! Perhaps I might owe you my life twice over. Still, the town must be warned- I will go and tell them. Good luck with your quest!"

"Lord Foxglove, while your decision to remain in town is heartening, I think it would be best to keep the word that something MAY be amiss to yourself. The Sheriff is aware of the situation, and hence the rest of the town guard. Your thanks are reward enough, m'Lord."

Heh heh, coolio. If Noro doesn't mind, both of you describe heading off to Sherliss together.
Spectrum and Chaise, anything you want to do for the day?
I must admit I'm curious to know how you're planning on dealing with these goblins; you seem confident about where they are.

Noro, what say you? :)

somebody needs to keep you out of trouble sure

Noro Kasuri wrote:

Noro looks at Wyam, You wern't there lasht week when he tried to take me in. He wash pretty wild then Noro says witha bit of a laugh.

Noro isn't sure if she is invited on this little hunt anyway since this Foxglove character seems pretty interested in Spectrum

Sho, wyam is it? don't you have shome "rats" to kill for a poor helplesh damshel? she says mockingly about the girl that wanted Wyam to kill some rats.

"Yes, I'm sure he was," replied Wyam agreed all too readily. "As for Sherliss, I suspect she has something else entirely besides rats on her mind when she asked me to enter her home.... Still, if there really are giant rats in her home, I or someone should check it out. Maybe Sherliss would like some girl company? Hey! How about you bring some of your brother's chicken over to share with her?" he asked, glad to have come across a possible solution to the Sherliss dilemma.

Shomhow I don't think thatsh the kind of chiken she wants. but hey letsh go check it out shombody needsh to keep you out of trouble

Noro asks for a bottle of wine to go

Wyam smiles gratefully at Noro, "Thank you, Noro. Chaise and Spectrum, we'll see you back at the Dragon later, alright?"

Chaise nods. "I'll see you later."

"Are we heading off to ask Father Zantus about his predecessor? I'm rather curious why his remains are so interesting." He seems thoughtful. "What was that fire he died in anyway?"

I'm mostly following Spectrum around. *grin*

:) This should be fun.

Noro knows the way- and if not, is easily able to find out the way- to Sherliss' father's house, where she lives. You stand outside.

Spectrum and Chaise presuming you still want to make their way to the cathedral, and ask for Father Zantus. He arrives and smiles in recognition, bowing slightly. "The saviours of our festival! I had hoped to see you again, to express my gratitude! But I am sure you had a reason for coming here beyond my thanks; how might I help you?"

Noro shows Wyam to the house.

Here is ish

Noro pushes Wyam toward the door Well, go knock do I need to do everything for you?

Noro follows behind a few paces

"We wished to speak with you regarding your predecessor, Father." Spectrum says without preamble.

After Wyam knocks, the door slowly opens, and he hears a low, vaguely seductive voice-

"Helllllooooooooooooooooooo....huh?"

Appearing in the doorway appears the figure of Sherliss, clad in a tight bodice and chemise, trimmed with purple. Features poised in a smile for Wyam, she blanches slightly at the sight of Noro. "Sir- sir Wyam... I am so grateful that you came by for my rats- what is SHE doing here?"

Zantus frowns. "Poor Father Tobyn? What about him?"

Ahahahaha, Sherliss is hilarious. Also, very nice link. *grins*

"The circumstances of his death, Father," Chaise asks, his voice respectful. "And who he was. We heard about how his remains were disturbed and wanted to find out why."

As Sherliss' face freezes, her teeth close with a CRASH and she quite visibly grinds them as she responds, eyes flickering between you two- "The... the rats... were taken care of this morning. Thank... you for coming. GOOD DAY." And she slams the door shut in your faces. Unless you do something to stop her.

Ok now i had to laugh at that, Noro can now put a face to the name, but I woonder if Noro's reputation preceeded her in this case?

Zantus' face hardens at the mention of the desecration and he gestures for you to come inside to his private study; he offers you tea.

"Father Ezakien Tobyn was the previous religious leader of this town; he presided over worship to Desna for many decades. He was greatly admired and respected. One night, there was a fire, and the old cathedral was burnt to the ground- with him and his daughter in it. His death paralyzed the town; it was many years before we could muster the gold and the effort to rebuild a great church."

"As for why his remains were... desecrated... I know not. All I can think of is that some old enemy of his wished to destroy his legacy; attack the festival on the opening day of the Cathedral, steal his bones."

"But... he was just a priest! A good man! He worked in the church his entire life; I cannot dream of such a heinous enemy!"

Oh it did a little, I promise

Chaise pauses to sip his tea as he thinks the information over. Could that be the motivation behind the attack? A grudge?

"I am sorry for their deaths, Father," Chaise says and bows his head. "Such an enemy sounds possible even if we cannot comprehend theim. May I ask on the circumstances of the fire? Did it seem intentional?"

Zantus hesitates and then shrugs. "What is to say? One night there was an alarm, we awoke, we saw the cathedral burning to the ground, covered in flame. No one made it out. I cannot think what evidence might indicate foul play."

"Where did the fire start?"

At Noro's implication, Wyam gives Sherliss a solemn nod - only to have the door practically slammed in their face.

"Very well. Shall we, my most-fierce Noro?" asks Wyam with a grin to his seemingly-partner, clearly indicating they move on to a less... compromising, environment while playing up their facade.

Zantus frowns. "I'm not sure... perhaps near the main hall? I and most people arrived some minutes after the conflagration started."

"Do you have any idea how it started?"

At Noro's implication, Wyam gives Sherliss a solemn nod - only to have the door practically slammed in their face.

"Very well. Shall we, my most-fierce Noro?" asks Wyam with a grin to his seemingly-partner, clearly indicating they move on to a less... compromising, environment while playing up their facade.

Shure thing she reponds walking away arm in arm with Wyam.

Once they are safely out of sight of anyone Noro grabs Wyam bu the shrt and pulls him face to face with her. One word of thish to the othersh and I'll make shure you'll be eating your next meal through a straw. Got it

she then kisses him on the cheek and I'd like you to shtay like you are

Zantus shrugs. "There were braziers and torches throughout the Cathedral, but most would have been put out at night; I suppose it is possible that one of them was not fully stoppered and fell over and ignited the fire."[/b]

Too long ago to hope for any remaining evidence. No reliable witnesses or subjects.

Spectrum nods and looks to Chaise, waiting to let him continue the questions.

Despite Noro's all-too-real threat, Wyam grins. "I wouldn't dream of it, Noro."

Chaise shakes his head, indicating he has no questions left.

Noro will walk with Wyam back to the Dragon.

guessh we wait and she what everyone elshe found out.

Noro pretends what happened earlier never occured.

"Father, can you tell us anything about that night? Anything that seemed odd or noteworthy, anything that strikes you upon reflection?"

Zantus hesitates, thinking hard... then he shrugs. He cannot think of anything.

"Thank you for your time."

Anything else we can do with this investigation? I'm at a bit of a loss?

Investigation wasn't planned in the AP but I fed you as much as I can from the adventure background. Nothing else you can really get from Father Zantus without asking a few certain questions.

No problem.

Spectrum turns to go back to the Rusty Dragon. He had many projects that needed his attention.

"If I am needed further, find me at the Dragon."

I don't wanna go back to the Dusty Dragon. I wanna stay out here.

"Very well. Stay close to Mr. Chaise, please."

Yay! We're gonna be friends!

There's very little like a four pound dragon catapulting onto your chest, as Chaise suddenly discovered.

Yay! We're gonna be friends!

There's very little like a four pound dragon catapulting onto your chest, as Chaise suddenly discovered.

or a 25 pound boston terrier pounding on you saying wake up I'm hungry

Back at the Rust Dragon, Wyam sits at a table nursing a brew with Noro, who is presumably on her third waiting for Spectrum and Chaise to return.

"I take it you've been in the area for a while, Noro? Sherliss sure seemed surprised to see you!" asks Wyam, carefully avoiding the details of just how Sherliss had seen... them, together.

Back at the Rust Dragon, Wyam sits at a table nursing a brew with Noro, who is presumably on her third waiting for Spectrum and Chaise to return.

"I take it you've been in the area for a while, Noro? Sherliss sure seemed surprised to see you!" asks Wyam, carefully avoiding the details of just how Sherliss had seen... them, together.

been here my whole life, born and raished here, along with my brother Lou, he works here for Amieko in the Kitchen.

Noro takes another swig

I short of know her, back when we were younger, she teashed me alot, about my little shpeech problem. well after a while, I gave her a little shpeech problem indicating with her fists that noro gave her a "fat lip"

Well we haven't been very closhe ever shince

Noro is still on her first right now she slowed down a bit

Heh heh. I am enjoying this greatly; unless you wish otherwise, I'll move onto the final event after you fellows wrap up this day game-time.

No arguments from me.

Chaise staggers at the sudden weight on his chest but bunches up his arms so the dragon doesn't fall. He gives a hearty laugh. [b]"Haha, I thought we were already friends?" he says with a grin.

Isme on his shoulder rolls his eyes and caws at the dragon hogging all the attention.

noro agrees to advance the story her price will be 4 goblin heads for her to smash.