"What makes them so special to travel in a group of seven I wonder?"
Jerax attempts to stare down the crowd's more audible members.
Alicia stays calm and alert. Still, it seemed as if the crowd wasn't going to riot right now. But that doctor, sounds like seditious talk. She decided to mention the matter later.
Meridian stays quiet; her friends seem to be handling the dissent well.
You all choose to let the initial reactions cool down and no further activity happens at the church square. You are ahead of schedule it is still hours from noon.
"So, Last Stand Tavern, then breakfast?"
"That sounds like a most agreeable plan."
BREAKFAST! Whoops. Sorry. Did I just say that out loud?
Colorful wooden shields and weathered antlers hang upon
the deck girdling this rustic public house. Overhead, a sign
carved with crenellations bears the name “The Last Stand
Tavern”—the letters “L” and “T” formed with painted greenfletched
arrows.
There are several places in front of the tavern you can place the decree.
Well, this does not look too tough. Nobody is around to give us any problems. Let's place the last decree and then get some breakfast.
"Agreed, any one know where would be the best place for one?" Ileosa asked as she looked around. "Or should we just out it on the wall and walk away?"
"Listen, chimed in Jerax. "I've known Bolgart Caggan for a while now. He's not gonna like anything being posted without his knowledge. I'll go in, grab a quick drink, and tell him what we're posting. Hopefully, that will ease the sting of it. I think it would be worse if we did not tell him, and let him fume."
Looking to his comrades, the tiefling continued, "But, if some of the silver-tongued among want to assist, that would be great. Hell, we might even get breakfast here!"
Alicia mutters to herself This isn't going to go well
Jerax looks back to human fighter and shrugs, "Yeah! This seems like a good day to try something new."
The tiefling ducks through the door, and walks toward the bar and sits down.
Jerax sees Bolgart and flags him down.
"Morning, Bolgart. Got a minute?"
Kirk follows the group into the inn and mutters to himself, Well, been awhile since I have been in a bar fight.
When entering he takes time to notice if any music is being played.
Boggart is working on some chili when Jerax comes in. "Yeah, I guess. What's with the fancy sash?" He asks Jerax referring to his sash of the Archbaron. One of Boggart's barmaids takes over cooking the chili. "If you are here for food its still early, a half hour should do it."
"Yeah, I guess. What's with the fancy sash?"
Jerax looks down at his sash. "Well. I got a new job. I working for the Archbaron now. I came in to get a drink and to let you know I've got his newest decree, and I'll be posting outside. I wanted to let you about it so there's no surprises."
The tiefling's stomach grumbles a little bit. Jerax says to the barmaid, "Do you got any cheese or bread for right now? I haven't had breakfast yet?"
Ileosa walked over, standing beside Jerax. "I'll take some too if you have any. None of us have had breakfast yet." She commented along side her friend.
Margaletta waits just outside the doorway, glowering at passersby.
"Decree eh? Let me guess more taxes. Sure breakfast and drinks for the two of you will be 50silver. Thank the baron for the price." He sneers.
Meridian sighs but stays by Jerax's side and smiles at the mention of breakfast, "Perhaps we can come back for breakfast after we put this up outside?"
you think we will be welcome here after it goes up? We are damaging his business after all. Probably a side order of spit
Thank you master. I'm so hungry I would eat the spit. Besides, whoever is back there can't cook as well as me so it will probably taste like it anyway.
Meridian smiles in appreciation of the breakfast, adding her own silver to the payment for the meal, "I would hardly say that calling for rebellion, though using nicely concealed language, is merely 'ruffling feathers', Bogart. And the discovery that the tanner was smuggling weapons and armor to to the sheriff simply adds fuel to the fire. The Archbaron is simply taking some precautions that he feels are warranted given the recent unrest." She eats a small piece of fruit, savoring the flavor before speaking further, "Of course there will be some, perhaps many, who are opposed to these precautions. But none of them are perhaps privy to as much of the true depth of the situation as is the Archbaron. Perhaps the situation is even more dire than the rest of us know. He undoubtedly has more access to information than you or I, would you not agree? Without the same knowledge, can any of us be certain that these measures are unnecessary?"
Boggart listens to Meridian and sighs. "That all might be true, but how am I to survive? This curfew and limited gatherings is going to kill my business. I don't want to leave Longacre, but I may have to." Boggart is not angry, just frustrated. He sounds like someone who is utterly defeated.
"You run an establishment Mr. Boggart. I can understand how these parts of the decree would make things difficult for you. Maybe you could speak with the longacre notary to have the gathering number be larger for establishments." She said with a respectable tone. "It may take time however." She added.
Pleased at how events are turning out, Jerax flashed Meridian a quick smile, as if to say, Great job, baby!
The towering tiefling continued to munch the fruit in front of him.
Kirk takes a piece of fruit after everyone else in the party has theirs first. He savors every bite as the juices run down his chin. Upon noticing this he quickly wipes his face off with his sleeve. He then turns to Bogart and gives a slight bow.
I apologize for my comments Mr. Bogart sir. It is as you say, I am a lousy Halfling slave and we are known for the consumption of our meals but also the luck we can bring in the kitchen. Perhaps I can assist your establishment in a way. I noticed you have a stage but no one to fill it at the moment. I know a tune or two. Perhaps I could play something for you in an effort to momentarily assist you in your business?
Kirk then produces his mandolin and presents it as proof of his possible skill.
"Well, that might help..." Boggart is surprised at your kind words and generosity, and seems out of things to say.
Cimri interrupts "Its time we head back. If you had some things to do in town lets do them quickly. "
Wiping his mouth, Jerax gets up from the bar.
"Thanks for breakfast, Bolgart. I appreciate it."
The tiefling puts down a gold piece as a tip.
What? But I wanted to play.
Disappointed, Kirk shovels down whatever food he can find. In the end it's enough to feed an owlbear.
"Not now Kirk!" Ileosa said as she places a platinum on top of her friend's gold piece as a tip. "My thanks Mr. Bolgart. But it seems our job calls us away now." She tells him with a nod.
"Maybe," said Jarex. "But for now, we gotta get back in time for, our appointment", spoke the tiefling.
"Good, glad you were able to keep schedule. Being punctual is important. Any problems to report?" Razelago asks with an air that suggests he already knows every detail of what occurred.
Taken from Discussion:
Jerax is able to make those purchases, but you do not get very favorable attitudes from the businesses.
During his shopping trip, Jerax gifts Ileosa with one of the Asmodeusian tabards, presents Meridian with a golden jeweled bracelet, and ties a leather thong through the handmade Barbatos holy symbol and put it on his neck along with his Asmodeus holy symbol.
"Good, glad you were able to keep schedule. Being punctual is important. Any problems to report?"
"Honestly", chimed Jerax, "I couldn't believe how well it went! Everyone did very well, especially Meridian and The Arvanxi!"
And we got some breakfast!
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"As Jerax said, almost everything went smooth and I appreciate his praises... but we need to talk about something, Razelago." Izrail takes off his helmet, here armor isn't necessary anymore "Some of the townspeople consider us thugs that believe themselves above the law. We can change that if we too ask for a permit to walk in groups bigger than 6. That way they will see we aren't abusing this situation to seize power but to help the town."
"Though as expected there where a few people who.. objected. I can only say two people had viable worries when it came to the new orders." Ileosa said with a respectable nod.
it all went rather well
"Excellent point Izrail. Consider today your dry run so to speak. The Archbaron has invited us all to dinner to discuss that very thing. One point that concerned me though was the disbanding of the local deputies, I had hoped the Sheriff would not leave the town so bereft of law and order. As such the Archbaron has appointed a temporary replacement, a Sir Folken Van Napaciza. He is a half-bred bastard, but he is loyal. You will find payment with Pivenzobili. I need to prepare for tonight's dinner, as I am sure you do. " Razelago says and turns to leave.
Dinner!
As the comrades leave, a nervous-looking Jerax walks quickly up to Izrail and asks, "Okay, Archbarons. What do you do? Salute? Bow? Curtsey? Do we call him Lord? Archbaron? What?!"
Ileosa wrapped her arm around Meridian's arm, a smile upon her face. "Meri dear, will you go shopping with me to get a new dress for tonight's dinner?" She asked. "Your fashion senses if far better than my own." She told her.
Izrail Arvanxi
