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Lio holds on to you, even after you come up for air. She still looks a little conflicted, although you're really quite convincing. You're pretty sure she believes you. She nods, looking into your eyes, trying to explain. "I... I do not need you to fight my battles. I... it's just several people spoke up for him, and I, I felt that maybe no one thought he was wrong, and since no one supported me... maybe that meant you agreed with him."
"Others spoke up for him? I didn't ... No, I did not agree with him."
"He ... approached me after the argument, to ask my thoughts about what had just happened. After sounding him out, I do not actually think he is sexist - merely overbearing in general. He apparently simply failed to hear your request that he keep his voice down on the ship, incidentally."
"I encouraged him to discuss with you some manner in which the two of you could try to communicate with one another in a mutually respectful way. I hope that was not ... out of line."
Sometime after breakfast, but before heading out to Fynn Snaevald's, Kalimac seeks out Myriana. A bemused smile is on his face.
"Myri, I have a small favor to ask of you. No, actually Attatoq has a favor to ask. I'm just the middle-man."
In the Bathhouse
"A winter storm is both beautiful and dangerous," Shalelu observes. "But then, so is my sister, scourge of the undead. I am confident you will be able to make your own judgments."
Myri smiles happily at her sister's words.
you embrace anarchy. i am made of it, Spivey replies.
don't get any funny ideas, though. you notembracing the personification of chaos unless you buyingher dinner first.
Alaric blinks. "Oh. Oh! Right." He pauses, fighting a blush. "Quite a bit of weather we're having."
At some point during the morning, Kalimac goes up to Ameiko. He gives her shy smile as he works up to say what he's been rehersing in his mind.
"You know, the last few days of caravan travel to Kalsgard I had visions of a quiet time in the city with time to take you to a nice dinner. But since we've been here it's just been one crisis after another and I haven't had the chance to do the one thing I really wanted to do here." Kalimac takes a deep breath. "Ameiko, assuming we live through the day, would you do me the honor of accompanying me to dinner tonight?"
Despite your somewhat-more-clumsy-than-usual attempt at suavity, Ameriko smiles broadly. "I would love to."
Alaric blinks. "Oh. Oh! Right." He pauses, fighting a blush. "Quite a bit of weather we're having."
She nods. every day. i havenoticed that.
"Who's that?" he asks curiously.
A landowner who was quite an ass." She shrugs, "I think he was a minion of the big wig whose funeral got finished up this morning. Something to do with the rimrunner's guild?" She smiles, "'Course, I'm sure that you could find out far more than I could, if you wanted to."
A landowner who was quite an ass." She shrugs, "I think he was a minion of the big wig whose funeral got finished up this morning. Something to do with the rimrunner's guild?" She smiles, "'Course, I'm sure that you could find out far more than I could, if you wanted to."
He grins. "Well, I might want to, if I was having some kind of motivation, já?"
Rhost takes this opportunity to pick up the rest of the cold weather gear that Sandru recommended, some Extra Food, and a vast quantity of smithing raw materials (enough to finish off Whispering Shrike). In the course of his peregrinations, Rhost will need to stop by the Caravan. He also has some questions for Helgarval when it wakes up.
Rhost is curious to check on the progress of the repair, and surprised to discover it's already finished . He seeks out Koya (or knocks on her trailer if she's not immediately to be found).
Rhost has a series of questions for Helgarval. He asks these over the course of the morning.
"How were you trapped? You fly."
"Why are you and Spivey not friends?"
"We're going over the Crown and down the other side. Can you recommend any special Desna places to visit?"
"Saw Spivey manifest a starknife. Can you do that?"
"Others spoke up for him? I didn't ... No, I did not agree with him."
"He ... approached me after the argument, to ask my thoughts about what had just happened. After sounding him out, I do not actually think he is sexist - merely overbearing in general. He apparently simply failed to hear your request that he keep his voice down on the ship, incidentally."
"I encouraged him to discuss with you some manner in which the two of you could try to communicate with one another in a mutually respectful way. I hope that was not ... out of line."
"Yes, Mel spoke up for him.. and..." She sighs, trying not to get overly emotional, she closes her eyes for a second, and reopens them, looking up at you. "How does he not come across as favoring the thoughts of the men, and not listening to the women in this group? He only seems to listen to those he respects, and that respect is not extended to the vast majority of women in the party. Every time he has ever said something to me, it has either been a lecture, or it has been condescending in some manner. Yet he speaks to Alaric and Kalimac as equals. When I ask him to do something, he completely disregards me." She wonders if it's ok to talk about what Ameiko told her on the walk over. "Ameiko said, he has been trying to... shelter, her from danger because she was apparently incapable of taking care of herself. And he cannot just speak like a normal person to Mel?" She frowns. "How could he fail to hear me?" She is really frustrated. "And he can be super swarmy and nice, I've seen it. He does it to other people all the time, but he cannot be bothered to be polite to me, ever? Is he unconsciously doing these things... not listening to me, lecturing and talking down to me, because I was a slave? And of course he agrees to something when you ask him, you could strike him down before he could even act... so he's polite to you."
Provided she isn't interrupting anything vital. "Ye mainde keepen an eye an' eare oute fer a young slave, fermer slave, lad naimed Jorun? Let me knoue where 'e es, ef ye fainde 'em?" Lio will of course pay him, and she describes Jorun as well.
The happy smile on his face tells the tale that they could all be jumped by a hundred demons right now, and he'd still be ridiculously happy.
Rhost has a series of questions for Helgarval. He asks these over the course of the morning.
"How were you trapped? You fly."
they nailed the hatch shut i was not expecting them to do that and there were no other exits from the hold
"Why are you and Spivey not friends?"
she is a loose cannon who has little to no self control does not think logically and whose grasp on reality is feeble she is a flying disaster waiting to happen a wild card who does not conform to the rest of society and a maverick who plays by her own rules and does not think about the consequences she lacks prudence or insight and her actions jeopardize the safety of people in her proximity
"We're going over the Crown and down the other side. Can you recommend any special Desna places to visit?"
i am not from this plane of existence and my activities here have thus far been confined to kalsgard
"Saw Spivey manifest a starknife. Can you do that?"
no
"Do I really seem the type to not provide motivation?" Mel quips with a returned grin.
"But how much motivation? That's what yer calls the key question, na-ni?"
Rhost is curious to check on the progress of the repair, and surprised to discover it's already finished (if I have my timeline correct). He seeks out Koya (or knocks on her trailer if she's not immediately to be found).
The Caravan is indeed repaired thanks to the efforts of Tollin and Sandru.
Koya is easy to find, and grins when she sees you. "Thought all of ya had fergit the old woman."
"Moighte ah 'ave a word, Kei?" Lio asks the street urchin.
Provided she isn't interrupting anything vital. "Ye mainde keepen an eye an' eare oute fer a young slave, fermer slave, lad naimed Jorun? Let me knoue where 'e es, ef ye fainde 'em?" Lio will of course pay him, and she describes Jorun as well.
Kei is happy to take Liothonae's money, and says he'll get the information to her.
Kalimac gives a relieved sigh. He smiles and says, "It's a date then."
The happy smile on his face tells the tale that they could all be jumped by a hundred demons right now, and he'd still be ridiculously happy.
"Yeah, I ... a date it is." She looks a little surprised as she says it. You get the impression that it has been a very long time since she has gone on a date.
”He told me he treated Ameiko that way not because she is a woman, but because he is in love with her. And that he has belatedly come to the conclusion that it was a remarkably poor way to express his love.”
”And he said that he would argue with any member of the party he disagreed with, and in truth, he was also a dick to Alaric, and vice-versa, before Alaric learned how best to approach him.”
”I tried to tell him why his being both overbearing and overprotective reads as sexism. But after talking with him, my own impression is that he is a reasonably well-intentioned man who is not ... the brightest of our group. He does not understand why his words provoke anger so he responds with anger in turn. But I do not know. Perhaps I am wrong. I’m not perfect.”
Rhost looks no less silly wearing Helgarval than he did earlier in the day.
"Fynn first? Before he becomes rubble?"
soundslike a plan, Spivey agrees.
Rhost looks no less silly wearing Helgarval than he did earlier in the day.
"Fynn first? Before he becomes rubble?"
soundslike a plan, Spivey agrees.
Kalimac nods. "Fynn."
10 gp is *very* low end for books. Books are pricy, running from roughly 10 to roughly 50 gp depending on quality. So you can get 10 gp books, but they'd be pretty crappy ones.
A portable writing desk won't cost that much, however. Figure a nice one would be 20 gp.
Blanket sized furs would be 5 sp each, not 5 gp each. But 15 gp is the right price for the fur sleeping bag.
Consider Tien food to be Japanese, and Ulfen food to be Icelandic, and simply scale the price based on how good you want it.
"But how much motivation? That's what yer calls the key question, na-ni?"
She smiles, "Well, assuming that you want your motivation in filthy lucre, instead of favors or something silly like that..."
Her eyes grow serious, "There are four people that I'd like to know about. But... Not at a safe thing."
"How does 10 gold a person sound? Fifty for the whole bunch and anything interesting that is related to them? Bonus for keeping yourself safe."
She smiles, "Well, assuming that you want your motivation in filthy lucre, instead of favors or something silly like that..."
Her eyes grow serious, "There are four people that I'd like to know about. But... Not at a safe thing."
"How does 10 gold a person sound? Fifty for the whole bunch and anything interesting that is related to them? Bonus for keeping yourself safe."
There is a pause.
It is a very short pause.
"List of names, please," he says.
There is a pause.
It is a very short pause.
"List of names, please," he says.
Mel nods. "Promise me you'll be careful, though, k?" And then, with only a little pause, "Flynn Snaevald, Goti Runecaster, Thorborg Silverskorr, and the Rimerunners Guild. I know that Snaevald has people watching me and my friends, and so does Runecaster. Plus Runecaster is a magic-user."
"Oh." She goes up on her toes, for a soft, quiet kiss. "I have dinner plans with Lio, Shae, and Zaiobe." A pause, "Assuming that we aren't in the middle of another battle, of course."
She looks up, "But... I'd really like to spend sunset with you... if I wouldn't bother you."
Mel nods. "Promise me you'll be careful, though, k?" And then, with only a little pause, "Flynn Snaevald, Goti Runecaster, Thorborg Silverskorr, and the Rimerunners Guild. I know that Snaevald has people watching me and my friends, and so does Runecaster. Plus Runecaster is a magic-user."
It can be presumed that after the shopping, he scurries off to investigate.
There is an address on it in the Bone Quarter, actually not too far from the Caravan.
portable writing desk for Lio (20 gp)
body paint (50 gp)
fur dye (50 gp) the cost for the paint/dye based off disguise kit, more specific but more colors?
amber/gold jewelry set (100 gp)
Furs, a bunch of them like 10 about personal blanket size to be described later in more detail (1 gp ea ~ nice qualirt)
Two person fur sleeping bag (15 gp)
chocolate ~50 servings (1gp ea)
big honey jar (1 gp)
honey combs (~1 cp ea, 5 sp worth)
TOTAL: 396.5 gp
very nice, well-made diary, navy blue dyed leather binding (50 gp)
fresh pomegranates (16 gp/pound ~ would like 2#)
various Minkai ingredients (miso, wakame, natto, konnyaku, chikuwa) all high end base product so 10 gp for enough that Rhost could use for a meal or two?
Icelandic moss (yep serious: see here) ... say 50 uses for 5 gp?
bottle of high quality brennivín (an Icelandic akvavit, maybe a potato one?) 50 gp?
oo... more skyr (1 sp/serving, 25)
"That shopping trip. Can we do it now?" she asks with a certain amount of urgency. "I need new clothes for tonight."
Then she looks up, eyes sparking with interest, "Wait... Why the... what's tonight?"
Mel drops of a bunch of packages in her and Alaric's room.
Mel's eyes light up, she produces a piece of paper, it has a list of shop names and how to get to them. "I was just on my way to find you." She nods. "I did research." She looks down, "I thought... you might be too busy..."
Then she looks up, eyes sparking with interest, "Wait... Why the... what's tonight?"
"Date."
"Date."
Huge smile, "So... what kind of clothes do you need?" Looks at her list, back up at Ameiko, "I made notes."
She looks a little wistful, "I asked Alaric to take me out for a date... before... we never really...", she shakes her head perking back up. "So, your date. Who? Where? How skimpy?"
"Oh... I liked them because they match your armor, but they are really stylish..."
Mel ducks back into her room, returns with a box, which she hands to Ameiko. A happy smile. "More useful than sexy, but I thought they'd be perfect for you."
"You?"