Kingmaker: Varnhold Vanishing (Inactive)

Game Master BloodWolven

As the milling about and fun continues Quince leans over to Vesi, "Oh here are some folks you want to meet."

Quince smiles at Katrina and Selena, "Good to see you both. Katrina, Selena, this is Vesi Medvyed my cousin. Vesi this is Katrina Droverson Warden of the Faith of Greenwatch and this is Selena Warden of Coin." He looks up at Lamaar, "And I am Quince Medvyed." He holds out a hand in greeting. He motions to a lovely blond woman who stands beside Vesi, "This is Duchess Elizabeth Silvertail Medvyed, my wife." He looks about the court yard his eyes flash with a smile at a performer a few yards away juggling some odds and ends. "I hope you are enjoying the day."

She politely states, "It is nice to meet you Vesi."

""I hope you left some wilderness for me, cousin!" As Quince tells the story of Varnhold, Vesi grows somber. "Those poor people, I am glad that you managed to save them. And, I meant to ask you... centaurs? I am dying to talk to one of them!"

Quince looks around. He moves to a stone bench nearby and stands on it overlooking things. He spots something, "Be right back." He moves through the crowd his guard and aide rushing to keep up. He returns a moment later with a centaur woman with a red chestnut body and long dark hair. "I present to you Xamanthe, daughter of the moon, leader of the delegation from the Nomen Centaur." He introduces everyone, [b]"Desi wanted to meet you Xamanthe.

With an almost impossible grace, Kendryl appears above the party and floats down towards the centaurs, alighting in front of Vesi, kneeling and extending his hand; "Lady Vesi, well met! My invitation was very very late and somewhat unclear ... do I need to conjure a shirt!?" Kendryl steps back, bows slightly, and adresses the centaurs, "Your graces, please excuse me as well, I meant no offense to interrupt you with Lady Medvyed."

With Katrina

She politely states, "It is nice to meet you Vesi."

"Likewise, Warden! It is good to see the church of Erastil so strong here." Vesi touches the oak leaves embroidered on their robe. "Myself, I hold to the old ways, but I believe that our faiths are aligned." The druid smiles. "Mostly."

With Xamanthe

"Your Highness! I am so, so pleased to meet you. I have heard a little of your people, but I would love to learn more! You have lived in these parts for so long, must have seen the land itself change. And truly, change is one inevitable aspect of the world." The undine gestures at the crowd around them, the castle, and presumably at Elkheart itself around them. "I hope that this change is one that benefits you as well. I can hardly imagine it otherwise, my cousin is so kind and thoughtful, holding the needs of all close to his heart."

Diplomacy Xamanthe: 1d20 + 23 ⇒ (6) + 23 = 29

As Kendryl makes an appearance, Vesi turns to receive the greeting politely. "Oh, not a lady, I assure you. Yes, technically, through my family, titles and all..." The undine waves a hand dismissively. "Vesi is enough, thank you. As for shirts, I believe your attire is fully in concordance with the spirit of the summer solstice." The grin invites anyone to disagree.

Quince leans forward like he is about to insist that Vesi is a lady by station but backs off realizing that Vesi's reluctance to lady might be another matter. He looks away a moment then chuckles at Kendryl's approach, "Pretty sure the guards are more nervous about the flying than the shirt." He motions to several shirtless acrobats spitting fire and juggling. "No offense taken. But keep the breeches up there are kids about. Are you a performer?"

Quince leans forward like he is about to insist that Vesi is a lady by station but backs off realizing that Vesi's reluctance to lady might be another matter. He looks away a moment then chuckles at Kendryl's approach, "Pretty sure the guards are more nervous about the flying than the shirt." He motions to several shirtless acrobats spitting fire and juggling. "No offense taken. But keep the breeches up there are kids about. Are you a performer?"

"We don't call it that ... wait, do you mean as an occupation?"

Quince smirks. "Its okay you answered my question. I hope you are enjoying the festival."

Quince looks around smiles at a performer that moves past spitting fire.

"So what brings you here Kendryl?"

The centaur princess looks a lot better from when you found her before, her hair is even coming in nicely. She is a bit bubbly as she speaks with Vesi, "Hello! A fellow friend in this throng of humans. Who are you, what do you do?"

With an almost impossible grace, Kendryl appears above the party and floats down towards the centaurs, alighting in front of Vesi, kneeling and extending his hand; "Lady Vesi, well met! My invitation was very very late and somewhat unclear ... do I need to conjure a shirt!?" Kendryl steps back, bows slightly, and adresses the centaurs, "Your graces, please excuse me as well, I meant no offense to interrupt you with Lady Medvyed."

They laugh at him too, once one of them calms down enough he states, "No, no, you are cracking us up! Please stop, we are the princesses guards more than anything else. Definitely not lords."

"Likewise, Warden! It is good to see the church of Erastil so strong here." Vesi touches the oak leaves embroidered on their robe. "Myself, I hold to the old ways, but I believe that our faiths are aligned." The druid smiles. "Mostly."

She smiles back and nods, "Oh yes most of our population is apart of the flock. Yes mostly, we should get along better than most other faiths."

Quince looks around smiles at a performer that moves past spitting fire.

"So what brings you here Kendryl?"

"Vanishings my lord."

Swordlord Jamandi Aldori brought forth a war chest for Greenwatch, for their progress with the Nomen centaurs and other accomplishments, 10,000 gp and 5 BP worth of materials for a new tower's construction. She winks and points at Dinenen with that stated.

The young aasimar is unable to avoid recognizing the obvious gift.

This leaves him feeling obligated to seek out the benefactor.

Looking about, he spots some sweet crossed buns and grabs two. With those in hand, and a bad idea in his head, he goes looking to see if he can find Lady Jamandi again in the crowd. Eventually he does, of course.

Moving towards her through the crowd, once he's near 10' out, he'll loft one of the buns in an arc, aimed to come down on her shoulder, calling out "Jamandi, catch!"

He continues approaching, the second bun held out towards her as he moves.

I figure we have 4 variants. I miss/she moves. She misses/the bun hits her person. She draws and cuts it out of the air. She catches it.

"I thought perhaps something both unexpected and non-threatening would draw your attention. I have another bun if you would rather have one without the delivery method?" He smiles weakly as he offers the treat. "I find myself indebted to you and need to thank you for your generous gift towards establishing a place of contemplation and study. As weak an offering as a free treat in a faire makes, still, it seemed a better choice than showing up truly empty-handed as I try to express my gratitude. I hope that we will be able to expand your gift into more teachers, more educated people in the community, and helping people to improve themselves, even if they chose not to follow in The Master's shadow. Is there something you would like to see included? A physical feature, or focus of study, perhaps?"

"Vanishings my lord."

Kendryl smiles
"Too many things disappear in this area ... and as one of the last Aeromancers on Golarion, you can imagine the mystery of Skywatch already had my attention. That and your cousin's invitation of course, to my younger cousin Rey: she sends her regrets of course, but is happy to present me as her stand-in. Truth be told, I think she wanted to spare you my Aunt & Uncle showing up trying to marry her to everyone."

Quince looks up in the air where Kendryl was and then at him, "Aeromancers, air-mages." He looks to be thinking.

Knowledge Local: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (12) + 11 = 23
Knowledge History: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (9) + 11 = 20
Knowledge Arcana: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (10) + 14 = 24

What might have I heard?

"You're Vesi's friend then. Welcome. Well we will be looking about the Heights. Though Varnhold has been found. Still plenty to explore and find."

He looks up at Lamaar, "Well we have need of good folk eager to make a difference. You say follower of Erastil well certainly the clergy is active. Many who know the wild well work with Katrina's husband, Kevros." He looks around the courtyard, "Where is Kevros?" He looks back, "He is the Warden of the Sword, Brevoy lands would call him the Marshal. You have likely seen the reeves about. Ranger types, not unlike yourself. Varnhold and the surrounding region will be getting a lot of help from us in the coming weeks. We will be exploring some of the lands between our lands here and the vicinity around Varnhold to ensure we can safely bring them into the fold. Beautiful mountains, and hill country. I will be hitting the saddle myself for that."

Our next bit of action is exploring some of the hexes here, particularly N22 and points north or south depending on what we decide so that once explored we can claim them for the kingdom and link the Varnhold lands with Greenwatch, leading to us annexing them.

Lamaar nods.

“I am not a man of many words but I understand that you had to go through a lot to get here. Building a community means to endure and you have done more than that … you have a vision!“ he says with appreciation.

“I am here to prove myself and will stay on the duchess for a while. In case you need a Warpriest of Erastil on your side then I am on your side. I am capable of calling upon the power of Erastil in the form of blessings and spells, and I can blend divine magic with martial skill. Many have said that I am an unflinching bastions of our faith!“ he says proudly.

“I am not the best to shout gospels but I can pummel foes into submission with my bow! And I never shy away from a challenge to my beliefs. But I have to admit that where clerics might be subtle and use diplomacy to accomplish their aims, I am not above using violence whenever the situation warrants it!“

As more and more people come in Lamaar’s initial social bravery is diminished and he retreats to a corner of the festivities and observes.

As Lamaar speaks his eyes dart about at the phrase "on the duchess" a moment. He half laughs when he makes eye contact with Katrina in similar confusion laughing a bit, "He means stay on in the duchy, not the duchess." Chuckling Quince looks back to listen to the rest of Lamaar's comments.

Dinenen's toss: 1d20 ⇒ 1

Jamandi's response: 1d20 ⇒ 10

The loaf of bread is accidentally chucked at her head but with her quick responses the bun gets pierced by her Aldori dueling sword. She looks at Dinenen a little confused. After a moment she begins to chuckle. Soon enough those around are laughing too.

Quince still milling about the festival spots Ervil Penrod the bard.

Penrod had previously expressed interest in studying the Cyclops tablets and such that we recovered in Vordakai's Tomb. That would put him in town, I assume he would want to be at the festival being a bard.

Quince makes his way over to him. "Maestro Penrod. I wanted to talk to you." Quince hold up a copy of the bounty notice that he made using his Scrivener's Cant spell. "You have been through a lot in Varnhold. Is there more to the story here? Have you learned what you wanted from the tablets and wish to return? If you do not want to return yet, how much time with the texts do you need? Do you wish to return at all? If you wished to return or wished to return at some point in the future there are likely things that could be arranged with the institution you left." He looks at Penrod a little sternly,"I don't recommend leaving your post without arrangement, but we can speak with this Jemanda Orlashen. This could turn into a win-win situation perhaps."

At some point when Quince saw the bounty for Forgotten History.

I don't know if this scholar was rescued in Varnhold or not. If so this conversation would have likely happened about the same time as the events there. If the scholar is somewhere else presumably Elkheart or one of our cities then it would be easy to reach out to them. Either way it is likely that tracking him down would be a matter of sending a message and

Quince finds Tamerak, "Hello, I understand you are interested in clues about Iborian culture and cyclopes. Well we found a lot more than clues."

Quince shows him portions of his journal describing and even sketching some of the types of scenes that he made of the walls of the Vordakai's tomb.

Quince still milling about the festival spots Ervil Penrod the bard.

Penrod had previously expressed interest in studying the Cyclops tablets and such that we recovered in Vordakai's Tomb. That would put him in town, I assume he would want to be at the festival being a bard.

Quince makes his way over to him. "Maestro Penrod. I wanted to talk to you." Quince hold up a copy of the bounty notice that he made using his Scrivener's Cant spell. "You have been through a lot in Varnhold. Is there more to the story here? Have you learned what you wanted from the tablets and wish to return? If you do not want to return yet, how much time with the texts do you need? Do you wish to return at all? If you wished to return or wished to return at some point in the future there are likely things that could be arranged with the institution you left." He looks at Penrod a little sternly,"I don't recommend leaving your post without arrangement, but we can speak with this Jemanda Orlashen. This could turn into a win-win situation perhaps."

Maestro Penrod replies, "I have learned what I needed from the tablets. My many thanks! I have made many copies to take with me. Ah yes, that would be most appreciated. Shall we leave in a few days, a trip with any escort you provide can benefit us both. I thank you again for your help on returning me to the college."

At some point when Quince saw the bounty for Forgotten History.

Quince finds Tamerak, "Hello, I understand you are interested in clues about Iborian culture and cyclopes. Well we found a lot more than clues."

Quince shows him portions of his journal describing and even sketching some of the types of scenes that he made of the walls of the Vordakai's tomb.

Tamerak is found

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Maestro Penrod replies, "I have learned what I needed from the tablets. My many thanks! I have made many copies to take with me. Ah yes, that would be most appreciated. Shall we leave in a few days, a trip with any escort you provide can benefit us both. I thank you again for your help on returning me to the college."

Quince nods, "Good. Well we can get you to this woman Jemanda Orlashen. She is the one that wants to get you home."

Does the bounty say where Jemanda can be reached?

At some point when Quince saw the bounty for Forgotten History.

Tamerak can be found with the Nomen centaurs or around them at least. "Yes. Iborian culture and cyclopes! Yes, yes this is wonderful! Is there any way I could see the place that these were from?"

GM Wolf wrote:

Maestro Penrod replies, "I have learned what I needed from the tablets. My many thanks! I have made many copies to take with me. Ah yes, that would be most appreciated. Shall we leave in a few days, a trip with any escort you provide can benefit us both. I thank you again for your help on returning me to the college."

Quince nods, "Good. Well we can get you to this woman Jemanda Orlashen. She is the one that wants to get you home."

Does the bounty say where Jemanda can be reached?

Talking around town you find out she has been in your towns leaving the posters. She either returned to the academy or is in Varhold.

Quince shows Tamerak his map and points out the site. ’It may be dangerous still.”

Lamaar apologizes.

“Ehh yes! Duchess of course!“ he says and turns red.

Ready to explore any hex of course. How do you organize the bounty selections? In game rp or off game discussion?

With Xamanthe

"Your Highness!" Vesi bows deeply before the centaur princess, then bounces back up, grinning.

"I'm Vesi, Vesi Medvyed, at your service. I am a protector of nature, and a dabbling chef."

What might others have heard about Vesi?

The undine turns with sudden recognition to Kendryl. "You are Rey's cousin? Oh, so happy you are here, how is Rey?"

Kendryl, did you mean Lady Jamandi's invitation?
Later edit: gotcha, Vesi is friends with Kendryl's cousin!

With Xamanthe

"Your Highness!" Vesi bows deeply before the centaur princess, then bounces back up, grinning.

"I'm Vesi, Vesi Medvyed, at your service. I am a protector of nature, and a dabbling chef."

What might others have heard about Vesi?

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The undine looks a little confused at Quince attributing a friendship between Vesi and the flying person. "I think he speaks of a different cousin, we do have so many."

Kendryl, did you mean Lady Jamandi's invitation?

I can admit that I have not yet read far enough backwards to know from whence the original invite came, so I simply wanted to imply that Vesi & Rey Skywalker are friends, and that in her infinite wisdom, and whimsy, Vesi might have extended the "+1" of her invitation to her friend Rey and Rey might have sent her regrets in the form of her older moderately charming cousin who could fly from Jalmeray to the Stolen Lands by himself and not need permission from his parents either.

Heavens! This was definitely a place he was out of place in. The red haired elf for perhaps the hundredth time picked at the fine outfit picked out for him and forced into.

He would rather be out among the forest, plains or mountains. To enjoy the fresh air in the wilds and perhaps laze beside a river watching the skies.

The crowd was oppressive and it takes every ounce of his will not to bolt and stalk somewhere else much quieter. It wouldn't have looked good onto he rest.

He was a dreaded Hunter. A mad Elf. Yet here he was. Mingling with the noble folk and more creatures then he could shake an arrow at.

Instead he finds a quiet corner and literally squeezes himself in there, chossing instead to observe the party and hones his senses as he sifts through their scent, gossip and appearances.

Dandy, Trained with a sword based on those calluses, archer, moron, book magics, idiot. So many different types. so much......much.... he thinks as he judges each swiftly and with a rather biased view

Tamerak can be found with the Nomen centaurs or around them at least. "Yes. Iborian culture and cyclopes! Yes, yes this is wonderful! Is there any way I could see the place that these were from?"

Previously Quince showed the guy his map and would give him directions. But if that is not enough Quince is more than willing to let the guy, with supervision view the trove of tablets and documents that are at the academy. If he wants more.

GM Wolf wrote:

Tamerak can be found with the Nomen centaurs or around them at least. "Yes. Iborian culture and cyclopes! Yes, yes this is wonderful! Is there any way I could see the place that these were from?"

Previously Quince showed the guy his map and would give him directions. But if that is not enough Quince is more than willing to let the guy, with supervision view the trove of tablets and documents that are at the academy. If he wants more.

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Tamerak promptly responds, "Yes that would be great." He is willing to go with you or meet you at Elkheart dependent on your wish.

The night winds down and many of the drunk find a place to sleep it off or if able to find their accommodations.

The next morning comes swiftly. Donuts with the Duke has been moved to the main hall, where many of your prospective allies await enjoying breakfast.

“Ahh, thank you for the hospitality. I’m not really the party person. So me being invited to this breakfast means I’m invited to the excursion crew?!“ he asks.

Tamerak promptly responds, "Yes that would be great." He is willing to go with you or meet you at Elkheart dependent on your wish.

Quince looks about a moment and spots Jorne and Cleo milling about. He waves Cleo over and introduces him to Tamerak. "Tamerak is a visiting scholar he has requested an opportunity to view the materials we recovered from the tomb, with supervision you see fit."

Donuts with the Duke

“Ahh, thank you for the hospitality. I’m not really the party person. So me being invited to this breakfast means I’m invited to the excursion crew?!" he asks.

Quince nods, "Well enjoy breakfast. You said you want a chance to be of use. A warrior of faith who knows his way in the wild. Sounds like a good choice for exploring the hills, fields and mountains of the Nomen Heights. Its also a good chance to see someone in action." He stops and points, "Oh try the biscuits and gravy."

Quince sees Lykan, "Lykan, this is Lamaar." Quince tilts his head and talks to Lamaar, while looking at Lykan with a mischievous wink, "Lykan prefers the comforts of the wild to parties and politics of court. I think the two of you will get along famously."

Quince turns to Lamaar and asks a question out of the blue, "Any chance you speak Celestial or Sylvan?" He rubs the back of his neck somewhat sheepish, "Erastil has blessed me with many things. But when things get especially tense. That's all I can speak. . . its getting better I suppose it used to be all Celestial."

While still at the Midsummer Festival/Ball

I know things moved on to breakfast but re-reading this I figured I didn't want to not to the right thing as Duke and acknowledge visiting dignitaries.

House Orlovsky officially sent the second son, Jason Orlovsky, and the third daughter, Amber Vale Orlovsky to the festival to celebrate with the Wardens and the House of Medvyed.

Most of the ruling members of House Medvyed have come to this festival at personal invitation of one of their heirs, Quince. Lord Gurev Medvyed and his wife have brought the family to this joyous occasion.

Each of the other noble families of Brevoy have sent emissaries but no one of note.

As the festival lingers on and the afternoon turns to ball among the many folks that Quince and Elizabeth visit with include the many visiting emissaries.

Quince greats Jason and Amber of house Orlovsky and introduces his wife and any others in near orbit, "I hope you have enjoyed the afternoon. We are honored to have you visit. I hope you take ample time to see Elkheart and what we have here."

Knowledge Nobility: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (2) + 12 = 14 If there is anything of note to be interested in. Not likely with that roll.

Quince brings Elizabeth to meet Lord Gurev, he is still gracious and introduces those around to Lord Gurev, but a noticed sense of tact is evident as Quince speaks to the head of his house hold. "It does me good to see you. That you venture here to see what we have done here with your own eyes honors me." He points to some folks enjoying food, "The spoils of your hunt enjoyed." He listens for any talk of home and shares some time with the man that in previous years his 'station' would never have allowed.

I imagine that this event took some planning and guests arrived at various times and that folks arrived with rewards for what happened in Varnhold. That leads me to believe we must have had some down time before this party. Quince would have had to take Lord Gurev on a hunt.

Donuts with the Duke

As more and more of the folks make it in. Quince smiles and welcomes each. "Good morning one and all. I hope you had a good time last night. As nice as time at home and home cooking could be. We will be spending some time in the field."

Quince looks over at his cousin, "Vesi, Kendryl these are for you. Wear them in good health . . . its summer Kendryl I know but we have some matching shirts if you want." Both are presented with a cloak. The cloaks are strong sage green color with a bit of tan or ivory fur trim. The cloaks are light weight but of sturdy construction. A common accessory among the Reeves of Greenwatch. Though many other Wardens and certainly some on the High Council wear them as well. "These are not just nice waterproof cloaks. They are strongly enchanted to resist malicious magics."

Both of you got a Cloak of Resistance +5

"Now we have a few things that are on our agenda for searching." He pulls out his map and places it on the table that they are around. "This is the Nomen Heights. With the recent rescue of the people of Varnhold." He points to the village east of the pass. "We will start here. The people of Varnhold would like to join with the Greenwatch. Varnhold was the founding city of a team sponsored much like we were. They worked to explore and began to settle in these lands around the village of Varnhold. Marked with the dotted blue lines." He points to a number of hex marked spaces of land around the village both in the hills and mountains around the village.

He points to a hex just outside of that ring of hexes marked N22 on the map. "This space here is not yet explored but it is the one that separates the lands around Varnhold from us. It is also where the river Shrike turns west toward Greenwatch which eventually flows right past us before feeding into Tuskwater Lake. Its straight west from the mountain pass and the river makes for easy travel." As dry as maps can be Quince's excitement is infectious and his eyes sparkle as he talks about the lands the map display and good they will do the people of Greenwatch and the Nomen Heights.

"I know Dinenen wants to get a look at the ruins here at Talon Peak." Quince points to a hex labled N31. "Its been previously visited by the settlers of Varnhold, but one day it might just be the site of a fine Irori monastery." He nods to the blue haired elf monk.

"We can turn north or south of N22 to see these lands that the original Varnhold team did not explore. Though we have seen that grasslands are the fastest and most hospitable to farms." He points to a few hexes north of N22 where the hills give way to grasslands; N8, and N2. "I am open to hear other routes but I think the turn north gets us a shot at knowing, and claiming the lands south of the Southern Rostland Road to the path of the Shrike before the leaves turn."

"Pack for a trip even though there are nights we might be able to get back here thanks to some magic my councilor has cooked up. I will let him explain that." He looks again at the map, "Crossing the mountains and up to Talon Peak should be about 4 days if we don't use the Ethereal Jaunt of Katrina's elk. Though honestly I want to see the land and what we can do with it. We have notes from the original Varnhold team but seeing with our own eyes even traveling through might do us some good. And there are folks in those lands it would do good for them to know we are there as well. Once we leave the peak we can head northwest toward the hills here around N22, in our experience hills like these might take a solid 2 days or so to explore and survey. Same with N16, and N9. The grasslands are a bit quicker bring that time down to a day or so to see N8, and N2. That's a solid 2 weeks work." He claps his hand eager for the saddle and the wild. "What do you think?"

"What do I think!?!?!? I think my cousin is very sneaky and ALL of this makes a lot more sense now - because as much as I am happy to represent my family, THIS is why she asked me to come here; she knew I could help you. Having someone who can fly to any of these peaks, someone who can also perform an Ethereal Jaunt, and overall is not impacted by weather and often not by distance ... well, as I said, she is sneaky. I should send her parents a letter saying I have found a suitable husband for her!!!"

The Vudrani man smiles ...
"I also think she was right: it is my pleasure to be at your service."

Lamaar wrote:

“Ahh, thank you for the hospitality. I’m not really the party person. So me being invited to this breakfast means I’m invited to the excursion crew?!" he asks.

Quince nods, "Well enjoy breakfast. You said you want a chance to be of use. A warrior of faith who knows his way in the wild. Sounds like a good choice for exploring the hills, fields and mountains of the Nomen Heights. Its also a good chance to see someone in action." He stops and points, "Oh try the biscuits and gravy."

Quince sees Lykan, "Lykan, this is Lamaar." Quince tilts his head and talks to Lamaar, while looking at Lykan with a mischievous wink, "Lykan prefers the comforts of the wild to parties and politics of court. I think the two of you will get along famously."

Quince turns to Lamaar and asks a question out of the blue, "Any chance you speak Celestial or Sylvan?" He rubs the back of his neck somewhat sheepish, "Erastil has blessed me with many things. But when things get especially tense. That's all I can speak. . . its getting better I suppose it used to be all Celestial."

Lamaar nods at Lykan.

“Of course Duke, I speak both sylvan and celestial. I am ready to see what this land looks like!“ he says.

Vesi exclaims in wonder as the cloaks are presented. "Ohhh, it's so soft! Thank you, cousin, this is a princely gift."

As Quince unfurls the map, the druid eagerly leans over it, swiftly moving dishes and cups out of the way. "This is very exciting. It will be good to see mountains again. I'll bring my sketchbook."

"What do I think!?!?!? I think my cousin is very sneaky and ALL of this makes a lot more sense now - because as much as I am happy to represent my family, THIS is why she asked me to come here; she knew I could help you. Having someone who can fly to any of these peaks, someone who can also perform an Ethereal Jaunt, and overall is not impacted by weather and often not by distance ... well, as I said, she is sneaky. I should send her parents a letter saying I have found a suitable husband for her!!!"

The Vudrani man smiles ...
"I also think she was right: it is my pleasure to be at your service."

Quince looks at the map his eyes flashing about the map imagining it from a birds view. He looks up puzzled for a second, "Husband?" He looks at Kendryl and nods at his willingness to be a part of the next mission.

He chuckles "You are higher than us flying, we have a few methods of traveling. A good Ethereal Jaunt is something that few of the mounts we have can do."

Kendryl wrote:

"What do I think!?!?!? I think my cousin is very sneaky and ALL of this makes a lot more sense now - because as much as I am happy to represent my family, THIS is why she asked me to come here; she knew I could help you. Having someone who can fly to any of these peaks, someone who can also perform an Ethereal Jaunt, and overall is not impacted by weather and often not by distance ... well, as I said, she is sneaky. I should send her parents a letter saying I have found a suitable husband for her!!!"

The Vudrani man smiles ...
"I also think she was right: it is my pleasure to be at your service."

Quince looks at the map his eyes flashing about the map imagining it from a birds view. He looks up puzzled for a second, "Husband?" He looks at Kendryl and nods at his willingness to be a part of the next mission.

He chuckles "You are higher than us flying, we have a few methods of traveling. A good Ethereal Jaunt is something that few of the mounts we have can do."

"I referred only to the potential of teasing and making trouble for my dear cousin, Your Grace, not that I had a particular alliance in mind already. Sorry to confuse."

A princely replacement for the -1 Crop Top of Wardrobe Malfunction too! Thanks!

Quince shrugs, "Not offended. It just threw me. At the time. Though I am devotee of 'Ole Deadeye' so if your cousin is looking to settle down. It practically liturgical necessity I get the names of a few lads who likely need to put down roots and start a family."

GM Wolf wrote:

Tamerak promptly responds, "Yes that would be great." He is willing to go with you or meet you at Elkheart dependent on your wish.

Quince looks about a moment and spots Jorne and Cleo milling about. He waves Cleo over and introduces him to Tamerak. "Tamerak is a visiting scholar he has requested an opportunity to view the materials we recovered from the tomb, with supervision you see fit."

Cleo nods and leads the man away.

Quince greats Jason and Amber of house Orlovsky and introduces his wife and any others in near orbit, "I hope you have enjoyed the afternoon. We are honored to have you visit. I hope you take ample time to see Elkheart and what we have here."

Knowledge Nobility: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (2) + 12 = 14 If there is anything of note to be interested in. Not likely with that roll.

Quince brings Elizabeth to meet Lord Gurev, he is still gracious and introduces those around to Lord Gurev, but a noticed sense of tact is evident as Quince speaks to the head of his house hold. "It does me good to see you. That you venture here to see what we have done here with your own eyes honors me." He points to some folks enjoying food, "The spoils of your hunt enjoyed." He listens for any talk of home and shares some time with the man that in previous years his 'station' would never have allowed.

I imagine that this event took some planning and guests arrived at various times and that folks arrived with rewards for what happened in Varnhold. That leads me to believe we must have had some down time before this party. Quince would have had to take Lord Gurev on a hunt.

Yes likely a few weeks before the festival. As you can tell time is kinda being fluid.

Jason and Amber of house Orlovsky are very pleasant and enjoy your company. They indeed will stick around for several weeks.

Lord Gurev responds in kind, "It is good to see you my good boy!" Though Quince and Vesi know better that he likely putting his best foot forward in this instance. It would be interesting to see how he might respond privately.

Most of the Wardens sit back letting Quince do the talking as most of them will be taking priority with their role in the kingdom rather than adventuring. Only step forward if called upon specifically.

Yes likely a few weeks before the festival. As you can tell time is kinda being fluid.

Lord Gurev responds in kind, "It is good to see you my good boy!" Though Quince and Vesi know better that he likely putting his best foot forward in this instance. It would be interesting to see how he might respond privately.

Prior to the festival when Lord Gurev first arrived

Plans for the upcoming Midsummer where in full swing. Still several wardens, many of the castle staff and Elizabeth stand with Quince in the castle courtyard as the Medvyed caravan pulls in. Quince smiles as he sees Lord Gurev ride in on horse back rather than sit the wagon. Quince steps forward to welcome the man right away. Quince comes up and puts a calming hand on Gurev's horse giving the mand a chance to dismount. "Lord Gurev. Greeting from Greenwatch. Be welcome here. I hope your trip has been kind to you." He shifts to introduce Elizabeth as well, Duchess Elizabeth Silvertail Medvyed." Quince smiles warmly as Elizabeth greets the man.

After the formal welcome starts to settle Quince inquires, "If you are hungry we can of course take a meal. Or I can show you to your rooms." He smiles, "I know you to be a hunter. I hope that we can take to the trail while you are here."

Lamaar nods at Lykan.

“Of course Duke, I speak both sylvan and celestial. I am ready to see what this land looks like!“ he says.

As they are introduced, the Elf sniffs the air around Lamaar. For a moment he seems to weigh something before nodding back towards Lammar.

"Greetings and well met. I for one can't wait to get out back to the wilds. Here is nice and all for a break and such but the wilds is where I belong."

Lamaar wrote:

Lamaar nods at Lykan.

“Of course Duke, I speak both sylvan and celestial. I am ready to see what this land looks like!“ he says.

As they are introduced, the Elf sniffs the air around Lamaar. For a moment he seems to weigh something before nodding back towards Lammar.

"Greetings and well met. I for one can't wait to get out back to the wilds. Here is nice and all for a break and such but the wilds is where I belong."

Lamaar does not really smile but a little muscle twitches.

"I am ready. I have been a soldier for old Deadeye all my adult life!"