General Vourne a very high ranking navy officer
loves talking about war and battle strategy
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Regardless of who the man was, Tramtris for the moment decided to be the merciful guest. My good sir, You have mistaken me for the waiting staff, no worries mistakes occur, if I see a tray of food I will have it sent your way as soon as the bearer my carry it. He answered with a genuine enough smile.
Audi steps in and adds, "Yes sir. I think one of those obsequious little halflings is about to come by with some of those crustinis and caviar. Sir, I have heard that you are quite an accomplished officer. Perhaps you could tell us something of one of your campaigns, misguided Andoran privateers or those murdering pirates of the Shackles?"
Miro has a blissful expression on his face as he comes by with the snacks.
Have you ever looked at your thumb before? I mean REALLY looked at it?
Hors-d'oeuvres, good sirs?
(BOT) Impressed with you interest in his campaigns, The General begins to regale you with his exploits against the Shackles and his marvelous tactical genius. The pirates had no chance, etc etc.
The general snags some from Miro as he passes by then continues with his story, What I wouldn't give to try my tactical acumen against the pit fiend kept below this building. Ah what a glory that would be!
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He was listening to the general buy only half so until he mentioned a pit fiend. He raised an eyebrow at that. While he didnt exactly think it was a bold faced lie, they were in Cheliax where such things were not unheard of he just... This was the first time he had heard of it and he was sure he would have by now.
A pit fiend? that would be an interesting battle general, perhaps one day something could be arranged though.. can you imagine battling wits with such a powerful being. He waved for one of the servants carrying drinks to approach taking one and offering the general one as well.
I tried to join the military right out of the academy, my parents would have nothing of it, of course. Still, wow, a pitfiend.
He glanced over to Audi and made a slight raise of his eyebrow. If there were indeed such creatures of doom and danger beneath this place sneaking down later to do that puzzle and retrieve that item for that damnable pathfinder lady might be much tougher than he thought.
A real soldier just joins. You would never last in my army
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He raised an eyebrow at that.
Oh then I suppose all the conscripted soldiers are real then, how well would you perform against the Andoran's or the Taldens without them I wonder. Probably as well as you would against a pit fiend. But I digress. A good thing Im not in 'your' army then with delusions of granduer such as that. Good day General I find myself bored with your talk.
He said drinking the rest of his drink and stalking off in typical whiny nobleman fashion.
The general grabs tram before he goes.
You insult me boy? Perhaps you would enjoy a duel?
Oh joy, time to get the mop and bucket.
Only way out of this is to apologize profusely and admit you were wrong or fight. Wanna fight? Make me another local or nobility check
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A question? are you unsure of what an insult is? I was merely stating a fact as I saw it my good general. To think one is an equal to supernatural powers is folly. Though i suppose a man as celebrated as you would have as good a chance as any. If you took insult I cry your pardon.
He said wrenching himself free from the man and proffering a bow before turning away once more.
Tramtris, wasteful son of house Arvanxi, we will meet tomorrow at noon in the square where we shall settle this like men.
He throws down his glove and awaits the reply, as in any school yard, Tram quickly finds a circle around the two, all that is needed is someone to shout fight, even the mayor is watching.
perform comedy
Tram's joke is met with only groans
The Mayor steps forward.
General the challenge has been noted, I give you my word that this young man will meet you on the morrow. I know you have pressing matters to attend to
The general allows a servant to retrieve his glove and bows to the mayor and leaves.
It takes a while for the commotion to die down but before long people are back at it.
A gorgeous human woman approaches Tram in the aftermath.
Ah just like a Arvanxi, cocky and haughty, I hope it doesn't get that pretty face of yours messed up.
She purrs
I saw you in the play, I do not think you are a match for that one.
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He glanced upwards torwards the sky with a sigh.
I saw that going better in my mind. Oh well no sense in worrying really.
He muttered as he was approached by a very beautiful woman, of house Wiscrani if he want mistaken. Knowing his luck at the moment he probably was mistaken. But what the hells.
Well the play was suppsed to be a deathtrap and i managed to survive that, albeit with some colorful new scars perhaps the general might underestimate me eh?
He said to her politely trying to remember her name. So much for the betterment of the city.
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Its bad luck to stand next to the condemmed lady Chamady, although I appreciate the view of beauty the night before my death.
He said dryly though with a smirk. Indeed He didnt think things would go all that great in the morning, but what could he do about it now?
Tell me Lady Chamady, how may I serve you this fine evening?
He added with his best smile.
That misses the DC BUT is so close I'll give it to you
Oh I just wanted to learn if you were truly a fool or brave or both.
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Well the line between bravery and foolhardy acts is thin, often times it depends on the outcome. If i were to say, win tomorrow a brave man I will be, lose and a fool.
He shrugged and looked about with another sigh. He would have to find parchement and ink and send his apologies to miss Tarvi and the others.
20x20 flagstones, but you have to survive the vault first...
"Lady Chamady, if there has ever been a young noble to straddle the line between fool and brave just so...that would be our Tram. It is a pleasure to see you this evening. Is it the play or other business with the mayor that brings you here this evening?"
Miro does slip off, sensing his kind are likely to get a kick to the head when the big folks start gathering like this.Hmmm...I'll see if I can double strength his Lordship's drinks. If he is too smashed to fight properly, or just sick to his gut, Tram can get out of this with just a light scarring.
miro is successful but is crushed to know that the general is gone before e is done
Miro is sure it will be useful later and hangs onto it. Perhaps some late night guards would appreciate something that would let them sleep well and others to tip-toe around.
Miro will approach Tram when wandering around with more food. M'lord, will there be anything else for tonight?
Exxor remains in the back, fortunately the overinflated ego of nobles (Tram is not included in the this sentiment!) and navy officers give him plenty of places to hide, but little room to move.
He will try to pick up on the message between Miro and Audi.
And looks at Audi expectantly...
the GM looks to Tram and Audi expectantly as well!
An elder man in flowing robes with peacocks arrives
remember first person to roll is the check.
Audi sidles up to Eirtin Oberigo, "Sir, I had no idea you were coming this evening. Did you perchance see the Trials of Lazarod just recently?"
Exxor will try to pick up on any information valuable to a merchant, the party, or related to the Torchbearers.
Miro keeps serving drinks. Perhaps roaming the halls to find out more about the layout as he for the inevitable halfling revolution.
Remember you are hitting the vault tonight
Hence Miro making sure as many people as possible are plastered.
Why yes I did, in fact it was quite the performance, riveting and heartwarming all at once.
Miro make me a stealth and a percep check
"Heartwarming. Yes, of course. The belly was quite warming. The egg I'm thinking may have been more heartburning."
So I see that you have been talking with several folks tonight, and there is that delightful duel that will take place tomorrow! Perhaps you have some good gossip you would be willing to share?
"Oh, one definitely hears a few things around this manor and of course Westcrown is always full of interesting politics. There might be an interesting tale or three...let me think." Audi pauses for a moment and considers his options. "I have heard of course a few things about this very manor. Most interesting." He looks over to Tram who seems to be delayed in joining the latest discussion, "And of course there is the general's soon to be dueling partner. As a fellow actor, I might have picked up a few things that might help you decide how that might turn out. Then of course there are the stories of some of the more criminal elements of the city...the theatre seemed to be rife with tales about that." He pauses again and looks more closely at the man, "But you must surely know many things yourself. Perhaps a tale for a tale. What do you think?"
Oh yes I will trade tale for tale...if yours are worth knowing of course.
"Of course, but what of your tales. More of this manor or some of the strange things afflicting Westcrown. Surely you can give me some idea to help build anticipation."
Oh I know all about the manor, I know about Asmodeous's Knot, and even what is inside the knot itself.