The Patrician Maker (Inactive)

Game Master Shadowtail24

Tanz and Risbeth are to the night meeting. Trops and Raul are still investigating. They might be done soon but they will definitely need some steaming.

Rather wait for them then, otherwise things get confusing. They can be hosed off outside if need be. :)

I'm back, which means it's serious quest time.

Tanz and Igor arrive at Risbeth's residence first, downcast with little to show for their investigative work. Trops and Raul arrive together a while later, confused, but pretty sure they have a lead.

Risbeth welcomes them in. Well, actually Igorina does, but on Risbeth's behalf, which is just as good.

Once everyone is in the main room around the table, she smiles. "Ok, I don't have anything solid, but I have some information and guesses based on what I found out. Did anyone find out anything more concrete? If so, they can go first, if not, we'll just go around the table."

"Aye." Raul recounts everything they have learned on their somewhat more fruitful day. "Don't like it, just doesn't smell right to me."

Uhm, I don't think we're supposed to go read all your past posts are we? I would expect Raul would have to summarize it? After all, we would need to base our decisions on what Raul told us, not what we read he saw or was told, as those may be different.

I had assumed you probably did already :P I'll have to go back to refresh my memory

I'll cover it

Basically, Raul and Trops found out that the phony assassins were hired by the leader to be in the assassin's guild. The non-leader members did not know it was a fake, they were just from out of town and were sucked into the leader's story. The Assassin's Guild uncovered remains of Dibbler's sausages in the assassin leader, so the two headed there. Dibberl, after being pressured, remember the leader and said that he smelled pretty terrible. Raul was able to track the smell of the paper money the man used to pay to Foul Ole Ron. Trops and Raul ventured to the Canting Cre's territory under he bridge where they werre told by a voice that was not Foul Ole Ron that the leader had come in from some other city where he was a member of the Fool's Guild and he wanted to know where the A-M Fool's Guild was. He also mentioned he was hungry so the "voice that is not Ron's" played a joke on him by sending him to Dibbler. The two were not able to uncover the source of the voice among the Canting Crew.

"The voice was stranGE! Thought it came from someone trying to mislead US! What do you think Goatie man?"

Risbeth nods. "Interesting. What I found out was that Vimes has taken a personal interest. Either he has personally pulled our patent application, or someone has pulled it under the false authority of the Watch. Cherry is going to look into it. I gave her a full statement of what happened. You two need to stop by and do so as well. Tanz already gave one." She taps her fingernail on the table as she think. "Cherry is going to try pulling the bullet from the body. Once she has that, we'll all need to go give her samples of our bullets, so she can compare." Early black powder weapons all had semi unique bullets, as each mold was made for the specific barrel. "We are prime suspects. At least that is the official line at Watch HQ. However, Cherry let me in to the alchemy lab, answered every question I had honestly, or at least I believe she did. She also checked the file and couldn't find our Patent. If Vimes believed I was behind it, I'd have been barred from anything other than the interview room. Same for Tanz. You should give a statement and see how they treat you, to see if you are a real suspect, or just one of Vimesey's little ploys." She thinks a few seconds. "I think that is it for my day. Tanz? Your day? And then we can discuss what to do next..."

GM, it's been awhile with the holidays, if I missed anything important, let me know.

Risbeth, that is the gist of it.

"Tanz? Your day? And then we can discuss what to do next..."

"Checked out UU. No likely suspects. No real motivation. Dead end," Tanz sighed, seeming distracted. He was drawing invisible figures in the air and mouthing silently to himself while shaking his head.

Raul looms in the corner. "Fine. I'll do it on my way back from checking on my lead."

Risbeth nods. "So, we need to check out the Fool's Guild? That seems odd, I'd put them way down on my list of people who might be behind this. But it's the only real lead we have I suppose. Oh, I started a rumor about Vimesy seeing me professionally. Now, you know how the Watch gossips, so which of my four professions do you think they'll be saying he's availed himself of?" She smiles, fangs glinting in the firelight. "So, I expect him to make an appearance here, rather angrily, sometime during the day. Probably at Noon, to brow beat me. You might want to make yourselves scarce when he shows up. But it's the only way to get the man to talk to you." She shrugs. "Ok, so, who's head do we need to bust in at the Fool's Guild?"

"I don't know. I suppose I'll know I'm right when somebody starts talking."

"Or the person on duty at the entranCE!"

"Nothing better to do I guess," Tanz mused. "Hopefully there will be unicycles..."

Risbeth nods and looks thoughtful. "Well, if you think it would be worth it, I could ask Ms. Palm if there are any customers in the guild, and get put on the books as active again and try to get sent in to perform seamstress work? If I volunteer, I'm sure I'll get sent. They have to pay a bonus to get seamstresses to work in the guild. It's not a very happy place."

Still need for someone to do something to advance it.

To the guild to start asking some questions.

I guess we're off to storm the castle.

I am open to suggestions, but this is Raul's only lead and this is typically how he handles things. Show up, bare some fangs, ask some questions.

No, seriously. It's a castle. The Fool's Guild is shaped like a castle.

Must be pretending to be the government. Seems appropriate.

Seeing that everyone is deep in thought about the next step of the investigation, Trops speaks up:

"Know what, let me go and walk around their guild stealthiLY! I will know the place, people and gossips. Wait a day and I will tell you ALL. What do you SAY?"

Are we letting Trops run his surveillance first?

Raul nods thoughtfully. "That's a good idea, do it Trops."

What's the plan Trops?