" We need to bring him to justice and swiftly. If this continues, we will have to face a king or such for the theft of a throne!"
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" So you have a ruby that needs to be retrieved, and you still charge us? Perhaps in light of paying you full price, we give you a discount on the return of said gem?" Castisa ventures forth, making an even better counter offer to the man in hopes of securing better positioning for them.
Castisa takes a moment before she offers forward, " Good sir, some reason is needed here. If we are buying more than one, that is less for you to have to deal with later. Come, taking work from you should net us eight over ten."
Castisa looks to the others of her newly formed party, and nods her head. Sometimes it was better to let the men lead sometimes. " They speak the truth. You have been most helpful, may the gods see fit to bless you for the assistance in returning this blessed object to the proper owner."
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" We also have made a grave err. Slave, which of you was beaten? Perhaps that would give us even more information to this man. One who beats his own slaves may not be rare, but to be another's... rumors will abound of him."
" I am not really well seeing at night, but I think it best. Perhaps someone is able to gather some small lights?"
" I say go to his house, find out where he is first, then go from there. A thief needs not rest, he should keep running."
"Did he leave any idea of where he stayed or what he needed the sword for? It just seems rather odd do you not feel?" She seems to be distasteful of the treatment of the slave, but men did treat slaves different from women. Each had their own place in the order of the world after all. She took her time to look over everything, trying to figure out if any of it could be noticed from a distance incase they passed their thief on the street.
" Cheerful, perhaps we shall be blessed by the gods for these actions, and we will be well rewarded for it." Castisa tries for a hopeful outlook on this issue.
" So a very well trained smith made a blade blessed... And our friend who hired us is just an ordinary man? I feel we have walked into something the gods have decreed to happen. But they did bless the making as well. I wonder who this man truly is. Come, tell us how many smiths cold do this, and we can ask them if any has snooped around them."
" If I may interject gentlemen, it seems our issues with the thief have affected many, not just us. We need him, not more harmed innocents. Though how to get him I am unsure. Any one have any ideas? "
Castisa is not one to revere Athena, not out of disrespect, but given her own past, she felt it best to not draw too much attention to herself. Perhaps by not seeking the gods favors, they will forget her existence.
Castisa would study the bridge some, a clear love of fine craftmanship evident as she runs a hand over it with a loving manner. It seems even a sailor can appreicate finer things in life with enough time to stop and see them. " What crafting. If only one had such skill, they could live forever among the gods as a great builder, artist, thinker! Imagine how much one must have thought about planning this out, and then doing so!"
Castisa looks over the sword, but it is very clearly by her handling she is not used to using one, rather she tries to balance it like a spear, and fails to. " What an ungainly weapon. Spears are much more refined, and they keep people further from you. I wonder what the thief thought to gain from this event? Just quick gold? Let us depart to the temple, and bring this man to justice." She would then give the sword back, and follow the menfolk out afterwards. She seemed to not mind in the least to follow behind them a bit.
" This mystery seems to be of a clear sort, and we shall endeavor to ensure everything is properly done. The final question we may have that can help, where did you met this person at, and any name he may have given you?"
"My companions speak truly. We are a city built on the ideals of all being equal regardless of their heritage. I have heard many places disparage our orcish sailors for their ancestry, so I have no doubt the thief merely thought you to be stupid brutes, not equals who are well raised statesmen. We will bring him to justice." While speaking Castisa makes no move to fill out the forms, having no idea how the diplomats would take a woman filling them out, given she knew some orcs did have a more traditional manner of approach. " I do enquire however, what do you know of the thief? Any information you can give will be good."
Castisa looks over the document, having stayed quiet for a spell until finally her curiosity struck her, and she just had to ask " I must ask, what exactly was the issue with the old man doing this? I do not question the word of an esteemed male such as yourself, but this seems much easier than normal. How long generally is the wait? I feel we missed something, do you need assistance with something as well?"
Castisa stays quiet for the moment, unsure how the orc would approach a female talking. She knew certain other cultures required the men to speak only, and yet others required they speak first. Unless it seemed things would go south, she would just simply be a nice accompaniment for the moment. No need to give they each had a stake here in the task.
Castisa bows her head respectfully to the Orc, giving him proper respect as not only a male, but also as a visiting guest to their city. " Greetings Talun, I am Castisa, daughter of the waves, and a sailor by trade. I come today to show honor to our two peoples concerning an issue that seems to have occured, may we discuss this?"
Castisa keeps her hands clearly visible, and goes ahead with the other two, clearly unafraid of the danger they may be walking into. But she had a strong feeling that this would not be a harmful mission at this venture, given the orcs did wish to maintain peace, and they had no issue really with them. " Remember, they are a victim here as well, receiving goods stolen from another without their knowledge. We should remain polite and courteous." She informs the other two.
Castisa will walk up to the guards, her unarmed appearance no different from many of the other warriors who would be here. She speaks to the first one, requesting " We have had an incident between the people's it seems. A thief has wronged one of the humans here, and they believe one of your people now hold the stolen goods. May we speak to someone concerning this?"
" Then we will met you there. Come friends, we shall figure out this mystery together."
" It is much better than what we do have. We shall proceed to the last place you knew of the sword, and perhaps one of these people we shall see? come now, let us gather and go." Castisa would then stand up and brush out her chiton, making sure she looked like a properly respectable woman of her standing. Which wasn't that much, but better to be respected than one of those streetwalkers she is warned of.
"I happen to love riddles! Ships are great places for riddles, your mind must focus or else you will start thinking that rowing is fun. Please share what the riddle was." Castisa implores, smiling brightly to help out the old man at ease. He did seem a likeable old fellow.
" So we can get revenge on your theft, and get the sword back. Perhaps we visit the thief, get the 10 back from them, and peacefully get the sword from the orcs? Or we could just kill them all. But I would prefer peace."
" We can talk of the reward of the sword later once we have it back yes? We should not throw an old man out without anything left to his name. Unless he is trying to cheat us." Her words seemed to mean both they need to be kind, but the old man should not cheat them either.
"I can not disagree with him however. How does one lose a blessed sword from a Goddess? That sounds either like a curse, in which the gods have placed, or carelessness. But you also do not seem careless, so give us some information on how it was stolen, and how the orcs have it. Perhaps like civilized people they can be bargained with." Castisa tries to sooth the older mans worries with her words, seeking information on what all has happened
" I can not make any promises elder, I am just a simple merchant sailor." Castisa spreads her hands, her clear lack of weapons giving more away of her fighting, or rather lack of ability to fight.
"Pirates do bother, but with proper planning and skill they will not bother you. That and ballistia work as well. Not much trouble have I actually faced outside a few broken bones to repair. My skill is in healing, not fighting."
" Runners may be one of the most important parts of a battle. Not everyone is able to talk to each other without words. Though I am sure our Generals can, it would be hard for the normals to do so. Though as being some great lady, I am simply the daughter of a shipping merchant. It is a good life, and quiet. Though the seas are often more fun I would say, than a battlefield. Tell me, have either of you been on one?" Castisa queries into her companions lives, curious about how the others chose to live their lives.
Castisa smiles at Leonidas as he came and sat with her, greeting him as appropriate for their different placements within the city, as he was more a guardian while she was more a merchant. " Training never stops. Even the seas give training when not on them." The words seemed rote, as if from memory and training itself. " Besides, is not your goal in life perfection anyways? Why live as long as we do and not perfect the gifts you have?" As they chatted, a new person came up, or rather a familiar face, but no name. She had never spoken to him, and introduces herself as well. " I am Castisa Yapione. As much as you both run, I would imagine it is too the walls, not away? They are the only things that should have cracks, otherwise we may sink into the waters and never surface."
Castisa comes into the tavern, greeting any of the other sailors she may encounter, asking about different shipping routes. It was basic behavior for her kind, a bit detached from the normal citizens given her races history of not quiet aloofness but rather controlled emotions. She does seem to acknowledge both Tiasis and Leonidas, sitting at an empty table and ordering a water and a shade of pita and olives for the table. She was passingly familiar with both men given her long walk from home into this part of the city proper.
Castisa starts her day differently, at least that is what she tells herself. In truth when not sailing and caring for the ship, she was out at her family home, doing upkeep with the elders who no longer sailed. Given the past she had with the rebellion, what felt like so long ago, she would often stare out and wonder what could have been. The sea called to her like all of her people, but the time spent had shaped her often, resulting in arguments with other family members about different topics, though always respectful given her father's standing within the Maenad community. She would dress in a simple light blue chiton, tying her hair back with the hairpin her mother gave her after her first successful voyage and return, and would travel from the family home in to the city. She would note that some of the guards and other were already up and running as she strolled in, her walk long enough to have been passed by Tiasis often enough they knew each other from sight, if not speaking.
I'm the healer, a vilatist!
We may not need it really, so don't focus too much on it yet.
I think the soul blade can sorta range can't they? And we can always use basic pleb weapons like magic swords an arrows.
Nothing wrong with hashing out and figuring out the backgrounds and stuff before going forward, it is why we discuss things. You still have the chance to ask questions and change things, it isn't yet an in character fact yet. Yet anyways. Lol I did also wonder on the elan as well, but figured I wanna be a sailor
I was doing it for some background stuff that was from one of the sources to roll them. I think it was optional.
I'm going to go down with some of them, starting with 101c. 101c, 13 so a member of minority in the nation 103, 46 so comfortable family wealth 104, 5 so legit birth 104b, 8 both parents alive 104c 13 so 1d3+1 siblings, resulting in being 4 siblings, so one older brother, two older sisters, one younger brother 105b 20, so exotic place of birth 105c, a 1 and 13, making 14 per rules, so a CM only for 105 on chart roll 968 106a was an 89 so two unusual occurrences 106b 50 and 25 so the milk went sour, and a golden egg was laid 107a head of house had a job 208a was a 1, so country was at war, and the poor public up rose for it, and family was involved somehow 208b was an 8, so proficient with sailing 208c was 11, so character helped, but with a result of 8 and 8, it failed and only close friends know character was in it 318a was 8 so creative writing as a hobby 318c was a 3 so it is sporadic interest 520a was 12, so valued mother the most as a person 520b was 16, so a hairpin from her mother is her most valued possession 520c was 11, most valued abstraction is political beliefs, which makes sense 520d is 93, so it is a driving value in her life This should be everything, and give some things for Elton to work with. I didn't roll some things it seemed either to overpowered or not relative to the character or world really.
I am having some slight issues with it, if only because some parts of it are rolls. Do you want me to roll here for these things like siblings and stuff, or just roll and tell the results?
I am at work until monday, but I am going to have everything finished and completed. I have the stats and some background ready, but i was also looking at using that other background creating book |