K'Aldrian addresses the servant, very curious about bees.
"Ah! Is this this apiary? And there are no apes inside at all," K'Aldrian whispers to servant in admiration of the enclosure. "So...bees, huh? Are you about to feed them? I haven't seen bees being fed before." K'Aldrian points to the box, looking quickly over his shoulder to see if Kamari has taken the cue.
"Do you mind if I feed them? I've never fed bees before." He holds his hand out for the servant to put the box in, not expecting to be refused.
He looks a little uncertain though as the bees nearest him are not calming at all, but rather more agitated than usual. Still, he’s happy to be rid of the duty and hands the block to you to finish the job.
As you take the block, it's strong odor washes over you - a pungent and somewhat sour flavor. Very strong.
Perception DC 15 to read the spoiler below
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Perception
K’Aldrian head moves back from the stank of the box, tilting it away and looking at the effect on the bees. He notes something about the servant and puts some pieces together.
He smiles at the servant. ”I see this isn’t food at all. But I would like to examine it because it’s very interesting.” He takes the box away from the apiary to see if the bees calm down. ”Well, thank you. I’ll take this from here. You’ve done your job.” K’Aldrian dismisses the servant.
He looks at Kamari, hoping she is nearby and can track where the servant goes.
"Here I am, Mama D," Anselm agrees, offering her his spot if it affords a better view of Eutropia. "Are you as delighted by this intriguing crowd as I?"
He continues to focus on the crowd. In particular, he observes whether any of the senators present show approval or dismay at the High Strategos' huff.
He looks at Kamari, hoping she is nearby and can track where the servant goes.
Kamari watches the Major take the servant's package and stare at him as he walks away.
*nod, nod Follow the servant. I get it.
Kamari changes course yet again. "Excuse me. Pardon me. Official business.
"Are you as delighted by this intriguing crowd as I?"
“Indeed, perhaps even more. Some of these people I knew when they were very small. And a few, when I was very small.” she glances about, flicker of a finger at one or two of the guests. “Though I doubt any of them knew me much at all.” Though the Princess’s speech speaks to a future Mama has dreamed of for decades, she continues to keep an eye on the crowd, for in hopes of gathering any useful information.
The servant stands quietly by as the speech completes. Kamari is then able to easily follow him back to the kitchen, where he’s put to work helping to prepare for the light supper in an hour or so.
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Eutropia’s speech ends triumphantly with most of the audience applauding, and with force, though Kamari and Kort’s move to the back of the room was noticed by some frowning faces. People begin to disburse heading in their own directions as the Princess climbs back down off the wide railing.
Then, finally, you hear a message in your minds from Lady Lotheed through the Senate Badges. ”I am here and am moving to the Gallery as expected. Kamari, I do not need you yet, we will all check in a little later.” You may each reply, which will be heard mentally by the group as well as the Lady, but it can only be as long as 25 words (each).
You now have two social rounds. Key nobles are on the map and are now in their various locations. Note there are four ‘new’ nobles on the map that you hadn’t necessarily heard of before who are now available. It is assumed that you are talking to a myriad of people, not just those named, but you cannot make a connection with everyone you meet - there isn’t the time.
For these, and future, social rounds in the Senate, you may continue to influence areas to get the maximum benefit, switch to your tasks, or even begin influencing individuals when you think you’re ready. The entire Senate is now open to you.
Please note, I’ve expanded the information in the following spoiler to add the individuals you may now attempt to influence for convenience.
A2. Courtyard: 0 influence
A4. Gallery: 0 influence
A5. Imperial Archives: 0 influence
A6. Senate Floor: 5 influence
A7. Servant Area: 0 influence
Available Senators & Other Important People (you can see their current status here (link) on the third tab)
Princess Eutropia Stavian
Lady Gloriana Morilla
Kalbio of Breezy Creek
Earl Gahez Varima
Baron Nicolaus Okerra
Countess Abrielle Pace
Duke Leonard Centimus
Viscountess Octavia Nicodemius
Lord Remilliard Kastner
High Strategos Maxillar Pythareus
Wyssilka the Fantabulous
Lady Zariyah Clement
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"I can imagine your joy seeing the ladies and lords you mentored, emerging into a more hopeful future. If we are successful, that is." Anselm gives Mama an appreciative look before turning his attention back to the crowd.
Kamari watches the servant for a couple minutes before being convinced that the Major has sent her on a fools errand.
In response to Lady Lotheed she whispers, "Major, nothing nefarious about servant. Why were you concerned? Going to watch senate floor since I am here now."
Walking as if she belongs there in her exquisite emerald dress, Kamari moves to the top level of the senate floor to see who has arrived. What other players are in this game?
1 of 2 social rounds
The Major nods stiffly to Kamari, offering her the smelly brick of bee-instigation.
”This. The man was putting this next to the bees. The scent seems to rile the bees up, but I can’t identify what it is. Others might know,” K’Aldrian offers in confidence as the begins to clack/walk with Kamari into the Senate Floor.
He walks around the Senate trying to figure out how things work, or what knowledge might be gleaned.
Know (Local)
”What do you think, Kamari? Should the military have a role in setting policy and law? Or just enforcement? I have often debated that.”
Muri applauds in kind, as the Princess finishes her speech. They are only words, but they are good ones. Perhaps they have legs, and will see themselves to the people of the streets of Oppara, eventually.
"I am here and am moving to the Gallery as expected. Kamari, I do not need you yet, we will all check in a little later.”
Muri comes to a stop, experiencing words between his ears for the very first time that are not his own. "I hear you! Did you enjoy the Princess's speech? Did you know what she was going to say? I started in the Arcade, now I'm moving back to listen to the High Strategos. Hopefully, I won't be noticed. Wish me luck!" Content with his answer, Muri does as he says, and returns to the Arcade of Triumphs, glad to see Maxillar having done the same.
Even for Kamari's help in preparations of a disguise, Muri chooses first to move quietly about, letting the bodies in attendance become a small prairie brush through which he can maneuver to get close enough to the High Strategos to effect his plan. He waits to see how successful he can be in his first attempt. He bids Underfoot remain in the garden, hoping to minimize his footprint in the Arcade.
In fact, though the Major was just speaking to Kamari, another noble jumps in and tries to answer the question of military involvement with policy. They take the stance that it is advantageous to hear a military perspective, but due to the nature of ‘orders’ and the need for most of the military to blindly follow those orders, it can be hard to get straightforward answers to complex questions from active duty military personnel. In the end, they argue, some input is necessary, but the final decisions should be outside the ‘chain of command’.
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The party gains 13 points for a total of 18 in the Senate Floor, and passes the first threshold and is very close to the second. This gets a little complicated, but you may all now use an influence skill from the Senate Floor list and apply it anywhere in the Senate. So for example, you could go to the Servants Area and use Knowledge (local) DC 12 instead of one of the influence skills from the Servants Area list. Feel free to ping me if that’s not clear.
A note. The party only needs one more minor success to complete influencing the Senate Floor (area), so you likely don’t want to double up further here.
Maxillar is a muscular man in his early forties. Years under the elements have weathered his skin, and he keeps his silver hair closely cropped. He wears a green-and- blue tabard emblazoned with Taldor’s official coat of arms, publicly declaring his loyalty to the nation more than anything else.
From your position you can overhear the fairly loud military man in his conversations with a gathering crowd of supporters and well wishers. It’s immediately clear that he’s opposed to Princess Eutropia’s attempts to open the throne for herself. That said the High Strategos is clearly fanatically loyal to the throne, so it’s hard to say if that loyalty will pass to Eutropia should she be successful tonight. Depends on whether the loyalty is to the seat or the person - you cannot yet tell.
You have one success of three. Interestingly, now that you’re in position, you needn’t make another Stealth check if you remain here and continue to listen for your second round.
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A2. Courtyard: 0 influence
A4. Gallery: 0 influence
A5. Imperial Archives: 0 influence
A6. Senate Floor: 18/20 influence
A7. Servant Area: 0 influence
Available Senators & Other Important People (you can see their current status here (link) on the third tab)
Princess Eutropia Stavian
Lady Gloriana Morilla
Kalbio of Breezy Creek
Earl Gahez Varima
Baron Nicolaus Okerra
Countess Abrielle Pace
Duke Leonard Centimus
Viscountess Octavia Nicodemius
Lord Remilliard Kastner
High Strategos Maxillar Pythareus
Wyssilka the Fantabulous
Lady Zariyah Clement
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”What do you think, Kamari? Should the military have a role in setting policy and law? Or just enforcement? I have often debated that.”
"Let me answer your questions with more questions. Should doctors play a role in setting policies for hospitals and public health? What about teachers for schools and education? Are members of the military members of society or have they forfeited that right? Are they merely pawns of the powerful and the masses?"
"All good questions for a later time, but for now I will stay on task."
Kamari heads to the kitchen area to see what she can see. And, if there happens to be some chocolate delicacies that needs taste testing. She looks about trying to see who might be more than just a servant. "Tell me more about these delicacies. They are quite wonderful, but I must ensure my lady's safety. What is in them?"
2nd social round
"Let me answer your questions with more questions."
What? No! Just small talk! What is with the questions!?! K'Aldrian tries to keep his face steady under the onslaught. This is not what I expected.
Employing at strategic retreat, he nods stiffly as Kamari walks away, unsure what to make of that.
With a shake of his confused head, he spins on his heel and clack his way to the Imperial Archives. His can steadies his gait and he tries to put the Senate floor behind him.
Entering the archives, he smiles pleasantly as he wishes he could spend long hours in here doing research and reading, but that request of the Lady would wait for another day.
Perception
Instead he focuses on the persons of interest in the Archives and what he might learn therein.
Know (history)
What lore do you have to share with me? What pieces of Taldan history do I not know?
The Imperial Archives could have been Golarion’s greatest collection of transcribed knowledge, had any care been invested into its upkeep. Centuries of redirected funding and senate-sanctioned pruning of “sensitive information” has ruined the once immaculate reputation of the archives. This vast library now acts as a repository of haphazardly curated books, senate minutes, and genealogy records left open to the scrutiny of uncaring nobles. During the Grand Day of Exaltation, a host of rising aristocrats and aspiring courtiers here tout their knowledge of Taldan history.
Important NPCs: Duke Leonard Centimus and Viscountess Octavia Nicodemius.
Area Influence Skills: Knowledge (arcana, geography, or history) DC 14, Linguistics DC 11, Profession (librarian or scribe) DC 11, or Stealth DC 14.
Elen stays put while watching with a little concern as Kamari heads for the apiary, wondering what is going on. She applauds as Princess Eutropia ends her speech.
She starts sligtly when she hears Lady Lotheed's voice in her head through the badge. I'll be 'casing out' the kitchen shortly, I hope, she responds to everyone her her head.
She looks around the courtyard casually inspecting the beds. "Ooh, Sheohgidtoe -- how rare. This only grows in the rugged bluffs on the western side of Oppara -- and only in a narrow band about 20 feet up from where the bluffs meet the river!"
She intercepts the Major as he heads for the Senate.
This. The man was putting this next to the bees. The scent seems to rile the bees up, but I can’t identify what it is. Others might know,"
"May I see that, please?" she asks, abruptly yet discretely relieving him of the box.
It is very good with a hint of dark chocolate in the center.
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The party has gained 1 point toward influencing the Servant Area.
But you’ve begun wrapping your head around the place. Perhaps with time.
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As Elen catch up to Kamari and the Major, you examine the block of alchemical stuff. There are two chemicals used around bees. One to rile them up and spread them out angrily hunting for what bothered them. Obviously this is not really used, and more known by bee-keepers and gardeners as something to avoid around bees. But that’s what this is. It’s a block of bee-anger. Had it been placed by the apiary, the entire Courtyard would have filled with angry bees which would have prematurely ended the Princesses speech and caused all manner of mayhem.
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The party has gained 16 points toward influencing the Courtyard and passed the first threshold. You have also learned what it takes to influence Princess Eutropia.
A2. Courtyard: 16/30 influence
A4. Gallery: 0 influence
A5. Imperial Archives: 0 influence
A6. Senate Floor: 18/20 influence
A7. Servant Area: 1 influence
Available Senators & Other Important People (you can see their current status here (link) on the third tab)
Princess Eutropia Stavian
Lady Gloriana Morilla
Kalbio of Breezy Creek
Earl Gahez Varima
Baron Nicolaus Okerra
Countess Abrielle Pace
Duke Leonard Centimus
Viscountess Octavia Nicodemius
Lord Remilliard Kastner
High Strategos Maxillar Pythareus
Wyssilka the Fantabulous
Lady Zariyah Clement
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"OH!" Elen gasps as she peers into the box. "Beebemad!™ Do you know what this is?!" she asks rhetorically. "It's a block of wax laced with wasp adrenaline. This gets bees very riled up. Had it been left with them long enough, the bees would have scattered about the courtyard stinging everyone in sight! Not only would you not want that in your armor. but can you imagine what this would have done to the Princess's speech?! Everyone here owes you their thanks, if they only knew. You were swift and correct in confiscating this, good job! I would like to know who was behind this attempt of sabotage."
She discretely shoves the box back into K'Aldrian's armored hands before heading elsewhere.
Muri soaks up what he can, while he can, then decides that another moment or two nearby the High Strategos should be safe enough. He remains where he is, and allows his ears to train in the vicinity of Maxillar.
He struggles to strain the proper opinions from the conversation at hand...
In taking the bee brick back, he stows the brick in the archives for later retrieval, if needed. He's about to answer Elen, but she's gone before he can thank her for her kind words and support.
"well...of course...<ahem>...uh, goodbye..."
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K'Aldrian leans his head out of the stacks, taking a look around to see if anyone needs him or if anything interesting is going on. Then, assuming he has more time, he begins a more thorough inspection of the archives to see what might be learnt.
Know (History)
...the man hands you a pastry and waits to see if you enjoy it before returning to work on a whole tray of them. It is very good with a hint of dark chocolate in the center.
"Mmm. Thank you, sir. Is that orange flower I detect? It goes very well with the chocolate. You do the senate proud." Kamari looks around a bit and sees if she can track the servant's entrances and corridors that might offer quick travel once it is needed.
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For his lack of keen hearing, Muri contents himself with noting the High Strategos and his retinue for any peace-bonded weapons. A military leader, with several supporters, in the presence of significant political figures, makes him wonder a little.
For a moment, Muri almost considers poking the very large man who has come to block most of his vantage on Maxillar. He pictures the very likely scenario of a grass-fed cow like this dignitary, trying in vain to escape a pack of underfed wolves in Northern Taldor...
"I can imagine your joy seeing the ladies and lords you mentored, emerging into a more hopeful future. If we are successful, that is."
At the end of the Speech, Mama D feels renewed in their task. She makes a mental note of Lady Gloriana; She seems a woman in need of friends; .
Still, she heads back towards the Senate Floor afterwards. Even if she had forgotten her task (she had *not*, but if she had) Lady Lotheed's voice would surely remind her.
"One day, my friend, I hope someone thinks to put the points of Lady Lotheed's speech to music. Indeed, why shouldn't someone start now?" Mama hums a variation of an old child's marching song, imagining the words rewritten with Lady Lotheed's speech in mind.
Realizing she had been doing so out loud, she gives a smile that hints at the girl she used to be, then takes her companion's arm
"Anselm, shall we?" she asks, intent on heading to the Senate floor.
"Anselm, did you notice if the Good Baron was here for the speech?"
"...And when did our Beloved Taldor become a nation of Giants? I can't see a thing through all the people!"
Anselm shakes himself from his revery and looks sheepishly at Mama D. "I can't say that I noticed. But perhaps we'll find him on the Senate floor...? Shall we?"
He looks around for the Major, not wanting to cut in on the older man's efforts to woo Mama. Satisfied that he's nowhere to be seen, he offers her his arm.
Anselm continues his effort to work the Senate floor, debating the finer points of spice tariffs.
He catches the eye of Baron Okerra as he finishes his call for a rebalancing of trade priorities. Excusing himself, he introduces himself to the baron's circle, attempting to suss out what drives the man.
Elen wanders about, looking for a place to stash a bottle, and finds herself in the Gallery. There she peruses in amusement the winding passageways of the Gallery for unoccuppied balconies that may be reserved for anyone in particular.
She encounters a small stage where upon players play for the entertainment of the smaller children. Unable to resist, she pirouettes her way quietly across the stage in the background, "trimming" the stage shrub props and "catching" invisible butterflies.
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You don’t immediately see the Baron among the crush, but when you come to the Senate Floor, you see two men fiercely competing in the stalls - arguing over a fine point in noble ranks. While the younger of the two men is clearly more passionate, the older is struggling to hold his own against a barrage of postulates and arguments.
You notice an error though, in the young mans claims. A small one perhaps, but you call it out, for surely they wish to argue with truth as their guide. This is the Senate of Taldor after all.
Well the younger man looses his momentum and the older man, a judge by his appearance, take the opportunity to breathe fresh air into his arguments. The crowds appreciation shifts, and the older man is clearly the victor of the debate when all is said and done. After the dust has settled, and the younger man gives you a withering glare, the older approaches you and introduces himself as Dartist Mercenian, a criminal court Judge here in Oppara.
”I was beginning to think that little brat had gotten the best of me!” He laughs, clearly happy with his ‘victory’, ”But you really took the wind out of his sails, giving me the opportunity to get my feet back under me, and I thank you.”
He gives you a gold ring, emblazoned with the Mercenian family crest as a sign of his family’s favor (100gp) - a pledge of assistance should you ever need it.
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The party has gained 2 points toward influencing the Courtyard. The party also gains 3 points toward influencing the Senate Floor and passed both thresholds. The party gains favor with Judge Dartist Mercenian of Oppara.
Mama D already influenced the Senate Floor past the second threshold, so there’s nothing more to be gained there. However, you have earned 8 points you can apply to any of the still open areas in the spoiler below. Just let me know where. The Gallery may make sense, and it would close out that area as well, but it’s up to you.
Baron Nicolaus Okerra is a handsome bear of a man who stands a head taller than the crowd, and while starting to show his age with flecks of white in his black hair and beard, he retains a youthful smile and gentle eyes. A noble and hero in the county of Meratt, Baron Okerra is as equally renowned for his good looks as he is for his combat skills.
You have a lovely, if brief, conversation with the good Baron, though you are unsure what it takes to influence the man (DC 15 sadly) before you’re pulled away by Martella Lotheed’s summons (see next post). You have every confidence that further discussions with the man will bear fruit.
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The nobles present give you gifts for your performance (really irritating Wyssilka) including 238gp, a bottle of fine brandy (75gp), and a wand of eagle’s splendor (5 charges) from a particularly passive-aggressive earl.
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The party has gained 13 points toward influencing the Gallery and passed the first threshold gaining a number of financial rewards.
A2. Courtyard: 18/30 influence
A4. Gallery: 13/20 influence
A5. Imperial Archives: 0 influence
A7. Servant Area: 1 influence
Available Senators & Other Important People (you can see their current status here (link) on the third tab)
Princess Eutropia Stavian
Lady Gloriana Morilla
Kalbio of Breezy Creek
Earl Gahez Varima
Baron Nicolaus Okerra
Countess Abrielle Pace
Duke Leonard Centimus
Viscountess Octavia Nicodemius
Lord Remilliard Kastner
High Strategos Maxillar Pythareus
Wyssilka the Fantabulous
Lady Zariyah Clement
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Martella Lotheed reaches out again via her Master Senator Badge to the party, ’Please come to the gallery, I have some things to discuss and would hear how things are for you. All seems to be going well!” You may each reply, which will be heard mentally by the group as well as Lady Lotheed, but it can only be as long as 25 words (each).
You, presumably, all head to the Senate Gallery above the main Senate floor (A4 on the map). When you arrive, you see Martella grinning and clapping gently as she watches one of the jugglers, clearly enjoying the simple show. When the first of you arrive, she composes herself, though still smiling broadly at the recent memory. She guides you to one of the small meeting areas Elen noticed earlier on the upper walkways which she’s sectioned off with chairs and a pot of fresh coffee. You notice her brass cricket too, resting on a nearby railing. She cranks it up as the last of the group arrives and turns it on for additional privacy.
She checks in on your progress, and asks if there’s anything she can do to assist you in your work. ”Things seem to be going well from this end, but how are you all doing? Getting settled in OK? I did catch Princess Eutropia’s speech, or at least most of it. Was there something going on in the rear? I heard some shuffling, but couldn’t see anything from my vantage point.”
’On my way.’ K’Aldrian response curtly (instead of stiffly) and moves to exit the archives when things were just getting good. He feels like if he just had a bit more time and without any interruptions, he might have found something helpful...a treatise, a ruling in law, a historical example that might be put forth. But it was not to be.
He moves to the Senate Gallery, clacking with his cane.
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”It appears someone was trying to disrupt the speech by putting out some...” K’Aldrian looks at Elen, trying to remember the name. ”...trying ot put out some ‘beebemad’, Elen has identified. I intercepted the block before it became a problem,” he explains.
”There are certainly games afoot.”
'Things are well. See you soon.'
Kamari considers grabbing a few pastries to bring with her, but decides against possibly upsetting the servants from whom she might seek assistance in the near future.
She arrives in time to catch the end of the juggling act and adds her own claps of appreciation.
"Not much to report, my lady, except that you should be sure to have one of the mascarpone pastries when they bring them out. They are both safe and delicious." Kamari looks about hoping someone else has had better luck.
Seeing that Mama D has more than charmed the entire Senate floor, Anselm lingers in his conversation with the baron.
Coming out of her Glorious Garden finale, the first thing Elen notices is ... a diminutive clown.
Unexpected.
She smiles, concealing a bit of concern if not alarm. Pretending not to notice The Clown, shd accepts the gifts while curtsying and making all of the 'Thank you, M'Lady/Dame/Lord!' social noises expected while making a wide as possible berth to avoid even making eye contact with The Clown.
’Please come to the gallery, I have some things to discuss and would hear how things are for you. All seems to be going well!”
Elen spots Lady Lotheed from the opposite balcony and glides her way over taking a seat nearly soundlessly.
”It appears someone was trying to disrupt the speech by putting out some... ‘beebemad’, Elen has identified. I intercepted the block before it became a problem,”
Elen smiles and nods as the Major speaks. "Yes, and it is most fortuitous that The Major confiscated the block when he did. To us and to most creatures, Beebemad™ is completely odorless, but to bees it is a Call to War. It literally makes them crazy, and off they go stinging every breathing thing in sight."
And then dying. Beautiful bees. What monster would do this?
"Had that happened, it would have stolen the Princess's spotlight as well has harmed dozens of guests, maybe even the Princess. It probably would have killed the present hive to boot. Someone with some command over the servants here meant to cause Her Royal Highness harm and humiliation."
She pauses for a moment to help herself to some black coffee.
"Oh, and in other news," she says, taking a sip and looking off to the side in what might be pride, aloofness or embarrassment. "I believe that I have quite inadvertently stepped on Wyssilka the Fantabulous's toes."
K’Aldrian coughs gently, looking around to see if anything else to report. He’s used to standing around for hours, waiting for something to happen, but not usually when there is a nice archive.
”If there is nothing else, I should get back to my work....?” K’Aldrian offers a question.
Muri doesn't bother responding this time, knowing that he'll be in the presence of Lady Martella shortly.
"I heard some shuffling, but couldn’t see anything from my vantage point.”
"I'm glad I'm not the only one having a hard time seeing through the crowd. I had a little time to listen in on the High Strategos, but I think I need more time to really give you a sense of his position. I can tell you he's no supporter of the Princess and her intentions, but he definitely supports the Throne. Just not sure if that's anyone's backside sitting upon it, or if he's still supporting Stavian, and only Stavian."
Muri looks down, checking on Underfoot, who is dependably behind him and to the left. Once he's reassured, he looks about the other faces, curious as to whether everyone has gathered, or if they're missing anyone.
A celebrity in the tournament circuit and a kind but stern leader, Baron Nicolaus Okerra is considered one of Taldor’s chief defenders of law and order - even if he says so himself. He has little time for pomp and circumstance, secluding himself in the noble courts of the senate building to debate with aspiring nobles on the importance of law. His charming demeanor is only somewhat mitigated by his staunch devotion to order, even when he defends the shadier aspects of a lawful society.
Also a fairly nice guy, and a bit chatty.
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”… There are certainly games afoot.”
”Yes there are, and likely more ahead. Good catch, and thanks for smoothing the troubles. I’ll see to it the Princess hears of this. Do you know who was behind the bee, uh, Beebemad?”
"Not much to report, my lady, except that you should be sure to have one of the mascarpone pastries when they bring them out. They are both safe and delicious." Kamari looks about hoping someone else has had better luck.
”Yes, the kitchen really does some marvelous sweets. I think they put their honey into everything, and I think it’s addictive!” she adds with a laugh.
She listens to Elen’s more detailed explanation of what was going on at the hives and shakes her head, ”Politics certainly can bring out the worst in people. All that mayhem just to disrupt a speech!”
"Oh, and in other news," she says, taking a sip and looking off to the side in what might be pride, aloofness or embarrassment. "I believe that I have quite inadvertently stepped on Wyssilka the Fantabulous's toes."
Lady Lotheed laughs, ”Better watch yourself, that Wyssilka is a mean clown!”
"I'm glad I'm not the only one having a hard time seeing through the crowd. I had a little time to listen in on the High Strategos, but I think I need more time to really give you a sense of his position. I can tell you he's no supporter of the Princess and her intentions, but he definitely supports the Throne. Just not sure if that's anyone's backside sitting upon it, or if he's still supporting Stavian, and only Stavian."
”Yes, he and the Grand Prince are very close. Did you know there was almost an arranged marriage between Maxillar and the Princess? Stavian III loves him like a son, and almost made him one. I think he may still have hopes of such an arrangement, should tonights vote fail.”
”If there is nothing else, I should get back to my work....?” K’Aldrian offers a question.
”Quite right. I didn’t ask you here just to look over your shoulders. There’s a young woman here: Malphene Trant, the daughter of Senator Trant. She’s a belligerent, narcissistic ass, and a bully as well. She’s here likely to intimidate one or more of the junior Senators into backing her father - distinctly not a supporter of our cause. If one of you could keep an eye on her and notify me immediately should she make an attempt, I can announce it to the rest of you and together you could… quietly intercede.”
”Also, Kamari, I have a quick task for you. I need you to deliver this sealed letter to Count Orlando Zespire, in the archives. Linger, as he may have a message of his own to be delivered after he reads the note. Report to me only if you encounter some difficulty or if there’s a return message - though I don’t expect one.”
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You each have two more social rounds now in which to act on your various tasks, though you may continue to chat with the group before heading out.
Lady Lotheed waits to see if there are any questions, or further comments, rewinding her cricket one more time.
A2. Courtyard: 18/30 influence
A4. Gallery: 13/20 influence
A5. Imperial Archives: 0 influence
A7. Servant Area: 1 influence
Available Senators & Other Important People (you can see their current status here (link) on the third tab)
Princess Eutropia Stavian
Lady Gloriana Morilla
Kalbio of Breezy Creek
Earl Gahez Varima
Baron Nicolaus Okerra
Countess Abrielle Pace
Duke Leonard Centimus
Viscountess Octavia Nicodemius
Lord Remilliard Kastner
High Strategos Maxillar Pythareus
Wyssilka the Fantabulous
Lady Zariyah Clement
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Anselm quietly intones in response to Lady Lotheed, Our baron's a talker, but has yet to say anything pertinent. A good ally, then, if he's on our side.
He excuses himself, offering to bring the baron a refresh on what he's drinking. Joining the gathering, he listens intently to everyone's updates.
"Good Major, if you were half as tactical on the battlefield as you are on the Senate floor, I wonder why you're not a general. Milady, I'll keep an eye out for the younger Trant, though I feel I'm close to a breakthrough with the Baron."
Rejoining the Baron, Anselm offers him a fresh glass of bubbly. "Forgive the delay, good sir. So many lords and ladies discussing tonight's vote. I for one find myself uncertain of the wisest choice, for those of us who advocate for Taldor's interests abroad. What would you advise if I did have a vote?"
He keeps a discreet eye out for the lady Trant as he listens to the baron's "wisdom".
"If one of you could keep an eye on her and notify me immediately should she make an attempt, I can announce it to the rest of you and together you could… quietly intercede."
Muri nods, tapping his shepherd's crook. "I've got this." The Top-Hat gathers enough of a description to feel confident enough to track this Trant, before setting off and returning to the Senate Hill's Halls.
"Sorry, Lady Martella!! I can't locate my sheep. Hopefully someone else can pick her up."
Without a second thought, Muri returns to his more familiar hunt, seeking to orbit the High Strategos, and securing more information for Lady Martella without requiring such eyestrain.
Muri carefully casual-stalks Maxillar, trying to prevent obstructive views which hamper his ability to sense the dynamics among the followers and fellow.
”If there is nothing else, I should get back to my work....?”
"Milady, I'll keep an eye out for the younger Trant, though I feel I'm close to a breakthrough with the Baron."
"Oh! I almost forgot!" Elen exclaims, reaching into a slightly bulging purse. "I recently procured this. Not that any of us need it, but if you do wish to use it feel free."
She produces a Wand of Eagle’s Splendor.
"Unfortunately, there only appear to be five charges left on it."
Kamari accepts the sealed letter from Lady Lotheed, but inquires, "I'm afraid I do not know the Count."
Assuming she receives a good description of the Count, Kamari heads for the archives.
She barely gets passed the cricket field before an older senator approaches, his speech already quite slurred, "Aren't you a sweet thing?"
"The mascarpone is sweet too. You should try some." Kamari quickens her steps and escapes the senate floor, but becomes entangled in the hallway by the crowds. After a few minutes she gives up and tries a more indirect route to the archives. She finally arrives and tries to not look desperate as she seeks for the count. I hope I didn't miss him. He could have left by now.
”Yes there are, and likely more ahead. Good catch, and thanks for smoothing the troubles. I’ll see to it the Princess hears of this. Do you know who was behind the bee, uh, Beebemad?”
K'Aldrian frowns. "I cannot be sure...but I *think* his appearance coincided with High Strategos Maxillar Pythareus, but we were unable to definitely tie the two together," he notes gravely, wishing for a better answer.
”Also, Kamari, I have a quick task for you..."
K'Aldrain tries to lock eyes with Kamari. "I'm going back to the Archives. I will walk with you if you don't mind the clattering company of an old man?" He offers his arm to Kamari and will cane himself back to the Archives (or another way if Kamari has something to do).
He spins when Anselm approaches him as he was about to depart.
"Good Major, if you were half as tactical on the battlefield as you are on the Senate floor, I wonder why you're not a general."
K'Aldrian snorts stiffly, trying not to feel aggrieved.
"Of course. Maybe and maybe not. However, some people are less than what they seem on the outside to others..." K'Aldrian pats his pointed half-elven ears with his cane. "No, I have risen to the highest station one like myself might reach." He says the last few words with a bit of venomous anger.
Trusting that his point is made, he bows stiffly to Anselm and moves to the Archives.
While perusing the Archives he keeps an eye on Kamari should she need back up.
Given more time, he will double down on exploring the Archives.
Know (History)
Rejoining the Baron, Anselm offers him a fresh glass of bubbly. "Forgive the delay, good sir. So many lords and ladies discussing tonight's vote. I for one find myself uncertain of the wisest choice, for those of us who advocate for Taldor's interests abroad. What would you advise if I did have a vote?"
While he politely takes the proffered glass, you’ll notice he doesn’t drink deeply of it during your chat. He’s careful too sip, without imbibing much.
He speaks amiable with you, though it becomes clear during the conversation that’s he may not himself be sure which way to vote. He talks of law and order, and the continuation of rituals and traditions to maintain that order. And yet traditions and rituals change over time - to reflect the underlying changes in the society. Fail to change any traditions and you’ll see law and order fall just as surely.
”I know this is a tipping point, a momentous vote, but the future is uncertain, and so one must tread carefully and consider. I look forward to the vote in just a few short hours when clarity will again reign one way, or another.” he smiles warmly.
You lose track of Dame Trant in the hubbub.
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This period however reveals little. The High Strategos is chatting amiably with a small group of military men. From what you can hear, and from their laughter, they seem to be reliving an old battle against Qadira. A battle in which Taldor was victorious apparently - or at least that’s their memory of the situation.
You are in a good position and may remain there avoiding the stealth check if you wish. You lose track of Dame Trant in the hubbub.
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You’ll be able to speak with the Count in the next social round without making a roll (as the failure of a roll merely means double the time). In fact the elderly gentleman who was speaking with the Count, peels off and goes to chat with Major Kort.
The Count is free!
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K'Aldrian frowns. "I cannot be sure...but I *think* his appearance coincided with High Strategos Maxillar Pythareus, but we were unable to definitely tie the two together," he notes gravely, wishing for a better answer.
Lady Lotheed sighs, ”Yes it’s possible he might do something like that. A bee sting is nothing to him, and he may well feel that the nobility could use a little toughening up. Still, if we’re not sure, we’ll let it lie for now, satisfied that whoever planned it failed.”
You’re able to add some details to the guide’s information, getting nods all around for your intellect and understanding. In fact, an elderly librarian pulls you aside as the tour continues and introduces himself as Pabrus Telecoum, the chief librarian of the Imperial Archives. ”I’m impressed by how much you know” he says in a quavering voice. You idly wonder just how old this man is… You chat together amiably about the past and walk about the library. Seemingly at random, he gathers an old dog-eared book off a table and presses it into your hands. ”Here, take this. The text is, sadly, largely unsalvageable, but perhaps you can get some enjoyment out of it.” He smiles warmly as he passes on knowledge and he teeters along toward a back room, probably for a nap.
You examine the text finding it to be a journal - a somewhat compelling tale of a young wizard’s growth to womanhood and inheriting her family business in Cassomir 250 years ago. Though large portions are missing or damaged by water, tucked into the back of the book is a scroll containing animate rope, blur, flaming sphere, hypnotism, mount, and web.
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A2. Courtyard: 18/30 influence
A4. Gallery: 13/20 influence
A7. Servant Area: 1 influence
Available Senators & Other Important People (you can see their current status here (link) on the third tab)
Princess Eutropia Stavian
Lady Gloriana Morilla
Kalbio of Breezy Creek
Earl Gahez Varima
Baron Nicolaus Okerra
Countess Abrielle Pace
Duke Leonard Centimus
Viscountess Octavia Nicodemius
Lord Remilliard Kastner
High Strategos Maxillar Pythareus
Wyssilka the Fantabulous
Lady Zariyah Clement
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His intent unwavering, Muri remains vigilant in his renewed position of observation, doing his best to distill the intentions of the High Strategos. He does flinch a little, as Underfoot whines quietly, little interested in holding so still in the crowd when tails are long.
Reasonably sure he's got his fill of Maxillar's demeanor, the halfling relents to the sheepdog, and they begin wandering the crowd again, attempting to locate the thorny Dame.
Reasonably sure he's unable to do so, Muri gives himself pause to consider his next efforts, remembering to report to Lady Martella at some point soon.
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K'Aldrian thanks the librarian, making a mental note to tell the Lady about his generosity. He pockets the book after flipping through a few of the pages, then tries to decide where to go next. He feels like he got some good information from the Archive and was ready to explore more of the Senate.
He clacks around different areas until he finds......Mallë-o i Otos Elen! He moves up to her and waits for her to finish whatever she is engaged with.
"I have something that I'm not sure what to do with, Elen," Kort explains when he has her attention. He pulls out the book from his pocket, offering it to Elen. (see the Kort spoiler here) "I think there are some spells within, but not really sure. I know some, but not enough. I thought perhaps, after your help with the beebemad, you might know about this?"
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Mama D attends the quick check-in with Lady Lotheed and her cricket, then heads to the courtyard for some fresh air and perhaps some enlightened conversation with the good people there.
"Oh Goodness!" Mama D exclaims (but at just the appropriate decibel), as she fans herself.
"The Senate is quite the place, but the air is so warm in there!" She states, using her fan for emphasis.
"A breath of fresh air, that's what is needed just now, I think."
"Don't you?"
After catching her breath, and catching up on anything noteworthy in the Courtyard, Mama D excuses herself to head back inside. She skirts around the Senate floor and heads instead towards the servant area.
"Goodness, it smells delicious in here!" she says, quite truthfully as she enters the kitchen. "But that is not why I'm here. There's a rather loud gentlemen on the far side of the Senate floor that is quite out of sorts over a lost signet ring. He was afraid it fell onto one of the trays accidentally. I told him I would come check with you. Do you mind if I take a look?" she says, slipping into governess mode like a favorite slipper.
"You know how they can be when they feel they've lost something. I figured better to be me than him, if you know what I mean."
"Oh, don't let this dress fool you. If one of "them" hadn't wanted me to be here in it, I wouldn't be, and that's the truth. But, sometimes, when you watch them til they're one of your own, sometimes, they remember. A little."
she says with a wistful smile.
"Oh look, there it is! In his cup, I should have known!" she lets a signet ring slip into a cup of a deep red wine only to hold it up again with a grin.
"I'll take it right to him, and maybe another goblet to keep him occupied."
Anselm calls after K'Aldrian. "I do not think you've reached your peak, good Major. If anything, I'd say your star is on the rise. You've a talent that's found its rightful home!"
The young diplomat listens intently and reflects back. "You've put it so well, milord. On the one hand, to uphold the traditions that have helped Taldor rise. On the other, to recognize how important change and adaptation have been to our motherland's long history."
He pauses, as if to listen to the soft quartet playing across the chamber. Then he continues, attempting to tactfully endorse Eutropia.
"We Basri serve Taldor first and try not to get wrapped up in politics. I can say this: Our allies in other lands admire our arts and scholarship. And yes, our ability to field our armies in defense against dark forces. I pray that our future ruler, whoever she or he may be, will deploy love and friendship as readily as the phalanx."
He continues attempting to get a glimpse of Trant in between sips and pauses in conversation.
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Elen leaves to "case out" the kitchen.
"Oh, my! Pardon me -- I couldn't help but follow the delicious smells!" She looks over the shoulder of one of the prep. chefs. "Ooh! Taldorian Pepper Spice and Opparan melon! Two great tastes that go great togeth --"
She stops, seeing Mama D approach, and chooses to take this moment to try a bottle swap.
Gasping, she says "Oh! My Lady Lotheed!" and curtsies.
As the focus of the servants shift from her to Mama D, she retreats to a wall near the Real Stuff. She retrieves the forgery wine and Vanish Potion. While no one is looking, she quaffs one while holding the other.
She carefully places the forgery in front of the real bottle of wine, tucking the latter up her winged sleeve and slides it out while sliding the forgery in place.
One winks out of sight while its cheap doppleganger appears. Keeping the real bottle tucked up her sleeve, she retreats back to where she started and reappears. Placing the empty flask in her purse, she nods to Mama D, and starts to help 'looking' for the ring.
'Loud gentlemen, did she say? "Maybe in here?" She asks, fishing around with a spoon in a gravy boat.
"Oh look, there it is! In his cup, I should have known! "
Elen smiles and nods. She approaches Mama D. "I'll take it right to him, and maybe another goblet to keep him occupied."
"Oh!" Elen says, grabbing a goblet of deep red wine from a tray full. "I've got it! Please let me accompany you."
She leaves with Mama D. "Thank you again, so much! I will repay you!"
Later in the Powder Chamber, she slings the real bottle of dinner wine around her waist.
Eventually she sees Major Kort trying to get her attention, and floats over to him. "How are you doing?"
"I think there are some spells within, but not really sure. I know some, but not enough. I thought perhaps, after your help with the beebemad, you might know about this?"
"I believe I can," she says, then gasps in astonishment. "Oh, what a lovely old tome! Where ever did you find that?" She casts a spell, and inspects the scroll.
"Well, here we have Animate Rope, Blur, Flaming Sphere, Hypnotism, Mount and finally -- Web"
"I wonder how her story ended?"
At one point, a younger aid makes some comment about being worried about the upcoming vote, and what it means to his master’s chances at taking the throne for himself. You lean in closer as Maxillar laughs, ”A woman on the Lion Throne? You think the Grand Prince will permit such a thing?” He says nothing further, but it’s clear from his face and tone there’s something planned, but the High Strategos isn’t sharing, even within his closest circle.
You have succeeded in your mission to keep an eye on High Strategos Maxillar Pythareus.
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While poking around, you find, and are shown their use, a few semi-secret passages for the servants use to move around the building without getting in the way. Quite useful that, especially to Kamari trying to avoid the crowds in her deliveries. Further, you overhear some gossip about the other nobles. You may pick one NPC attending the gala (from the spoiler at the bottom) and you’ll learn their weakness giving everyone a +4 in their reactions to them.
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While the search is on, Elen quietly disappears, and swaps the bottles most adeptly using a combination of sleight of hand and powerful magics. She manages to slip the excellent wine into her sleeve just as a servant nearly bumps into her searching among the bottles for the ring. Safely back in her starting spot, she reappears, no one apparently the wiser, though the kitchen cat (a mostly white shorthair with a black blaze on her chest) gives her a head-tilted glance.
The ring is eventually ‘found’ by Mama D, to the delight and pleasure of the whole room. A communal sigh of relief passes through everyone as Mrs Nos reclaims her authority and gets everyone back to work. She thanks Mama D, ”I’m glad it was found, you’ve a good eye my lady.” before turning back to her own tasks, most numerous as dinner creeps ever closer.
Elen examines the wine (in private) and finds it to be a really very exceptional bottle of cabernet worth 500gp!
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Yet over the course of your conversation with him, he clearly seems to lean your way. Eventually he says, ”Yes, I see your point. Perhaps the woman’s perspective can be useful on the Lion Throne. We have been in too many wearingly long wars, and they haven’t turned our way of late, whatever the generals say.”
He shakes your hand firmly adding, ”I’ll support the Princess. Yes I will. If you’ll excuse me, there are some folks I need to speak with.” With that, he moves off to spread his desire that primogeniture should be ended this very night! You have fully influenced Baron Nicolaus Okerra (only two checks required for him). Further, you've made him friendly!
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A few of you managed to observe Miss Trant for the first round, and lucky Anselm the second - so she remains under the parties watchful eye. She has not yet made her move, though she is clearly watching several of the younger and more impressionable Senators.
Some folks still have a turn remaining… Elen (one round), Kamari (one round - likely delivering the message). Additionally, you may all take an additional social round at this time. So Elen and Kamari have two social rounds to complete, everyone else one.
A4. Gallery: 13/20 influence
A7. Servant Area: 17/20 influence
Available Senators & Other Important People (you can see their current status here (link) on the third tab)
Princess Eutropia Stavian
Lady Gloriana Morilla
Kalbio of Breezy Creek
Earl Gahez Varima
Baron Nicolaus Okerra - fully influenced
Countess Abrielle Pace
Duke Leonard Centimus
Viscountess Octavia Nicodemius
Lord Remilliard Kastner
High Strategos Maxillar Pythareus
Wyssilka the Fantabulous
Lady Zariyah Clement
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Kamari leaves the Major and casually approaches the Count with a smile. She keeps the letter out of sight for now.
"Good afternoon, sir. I am Kamari Everly and am here at the behest of Lady Lotheed."
She pauses and ensures no one appears to be listening in.
"She wishes for me to deliver you a missive if you would receive it."
If the Count agrees, she will pass him the letter and loiter nearby awaiting a possible response.
Assuming compliance, he takes the sealed paper, breaks the seal and reads the missive. He occasionally looks at you over the lip of the paper, though you’re not sure if he’s leering, considering something he’s read, or simply assuring you’ve remained for a response. After what seems an interminable duration, he quietly folds the letter. He casts a quick spell, and his mark appears on the fold, effectively sealing the letter again.
”I wonder my dear, if you would please do me a small service. Take this to Junior Senator Duo, in the gallery. You’ll know him by his fidget - he’s always toying with a quill. Fancies himself a writer. Deliver this with my thanks to Lady Lotheed.”
It will take you one social round, if you succeed at a DC 12 escape artist or CMB check, two if you fail. Remember you have a +2 bonus to the roll.
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Becoming more comfortable with his comings and goings, especially having avoided direct eye contact with the intimidating and intriguing High Strategos, Muri whisks off to the Gallery to report to Lady Martella his observations.
Arriving there, he can't help but seek out the clown, if only to set eyes upon this Whis-silka individual. While he strolls about the area, he looks down upon the Senate Floor, impressed by the grandeur of the building, while laying eyes upon Lord Remilliard Kastner, in juxtaposition with Kalbio the Lucky Sot.
"Impressive. I wouldn't have pictured it better, Commoner and Lord, standing more equally with one another on the Senate Floor. I wonder if they think the same thing, or if they have to endure the formalities," Muri looks down on Underfoot, though he is aware of folks standing nearby that might be listening to his reasonably loud musings, "... like us. I'm sure we could get used to it, if we needed to work within these walls. It looks like Lord Kastner was born to do so."
Muri eventually begins to look for Lady Martella, waiting for a quiet moment to catch her up on all things Maxillar.
Firstly, Kamari gains an additional +2 untyped bonus to navigate the Senate during her missions. More importantly however, the party gains an additional social round between each event as you’re able to show the party how to move through the crowds with efficiency and tact.
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Everyone please take an additional social round at this time. That means Muri has 1, Elen has 3, and the rest of you each have 2. Note that only the Servant area is left for areas, and just one successful roll should do it the way you lot have been rolling. And don’t forget about Miss Trant. :)
A7. Servant Area: 17/20 influence
Available Senators & Other Important People (you can see their current status here (link) on the third tab)
Princess Eutropia Stavian
Lady Gloriana Morilla
Kalbio of Breezy Creek
Earl Gahez Varima
Baron Nicolaus Okerra - fully influenced
Countess Abrielle Pace
Duke Leonard Centimus
Viscountess Octavia Nicodemius
Lord Remilliard Kastner
High Strategos Maxillar Pythareus
Wyssilka the Fantabulous
Lady Zariyah Clement
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It feels like the flow of the grassfields, moving from the Gallery to the Service Area. He knows that Underfoot will benefit from the exercise. She's been so patient, Muri feels like he should strike while the iron is hot.
Bounding down the quiet stairs, the halfling finds himself just outside the Kitchen, where he tells Underfoot to Heel, and remain out of sight, just for now. It takes a moment to set the dog's position, as she smells the foods' aromas emanating so strongly, but heel, she does.
When Muri enters the Kitchen, he composes himself, before turning to the chef.
"Princess Eutropia would very much appreciate a fine cut of steak for Taldogis. I'm to carry it to them. I'll make sure it arrives in the same manner you want me to present it." Muri smiles expectantly, bringing his hands to clasp in front of his royal blue cloak.