"A tabard is what I was thinking, Alika. That is how I have observed them worn by others. And do you really think me a lick spittle?"he asks, a smile and a wink for the beautiful woman.
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Mangur nods in agreement to the plan as Matt lays it out. "If I am to be acting as Sir Gawain's valet, then I will need to gain the proper clothing. What are the colours of your house, my lord?"Mangur asks while bowing towards Gawain, a smile on his lips.
updated character in alias. new rogue feat, Follow clues.
"I would, of course, put myself in the place of the servant. It would allow me to keep an eye on these people, and, if he needed it, advise our knight here.", Mangur says while slapping Gawain on the shoulder.
"Indeed that was to be my suggestion as well. And such a knight would need a servant to attend to him. Perhaps a servant who is also observant!
"A light meal and a cup of cider would be welcome. And the chance to hear Lady Alika sing, well now how could I pass that up!"
"As I have mentioned before, I am tired of being an errand boy. I would like to know what plans our employer has for us. The gathering of a few items, I can understand, but to treat us like this! Well I know my worth, and I do not see myself getting rich completing tasks such as this. I do not know what the rest of you feel, but I would like some answers."
"It went well, thanks to the glib tongue of Matt and the stern visage of Tristen. How about you? All went well I assume?"
That is what it is...I was trying to remember what skill was now used for that!!
Mangur looks over the peperwork to make sure it is all in order, then joins the others out on the deck, just in time to hear the port offical ask about the papers.
Mangur looks over to the Captain as Matt mentions the required paperwork.
Mangur looks over at the captain, assessing the man and what he might be trying to gain (Sense Motive)
Mangur nod to Matt as he checks over the vials. Once he gets the 'O.K.' from Matt he hands over the payment to the captain. "It has been a pleasure doing business with you captain. Perhaps, in the future, we may do so again."
"Ah captain. A pleasure. I do not wish to take too much of your time, however I am here to collect a package for my employer from you. I am sure you know what it is, so if we may conclude our business, I will leave you to finish your business with this fine fellow here!
MTM "Well my good sir, this is something I need to speak to your captain about. The items are very delicate, so he has probably placed them in his own care, to ensure they were not damaged in transit. If we could speak with him, we will clear your deck and let you get back to your work."
MTM Mangur moves forward to where Matt is speaking to the foreman. "Good day to you sir. My friends and I are here to pickup a package for our employer." Mangur also looks over all the items being unloaded, seeing if anything looks out of place.
Having enjoyed the afternoon in Matt and Tristen's company, he joins them in heading down to the dock awaiting the arrival of their ship.
Mangur continues to speak with the people working the docks, gathering various bits of information about the comings and goings of the various factors and merchant princes of this city. He also gathers information on what are the most valuable imports and the cheapest exports, gaining an understanding of the mercantile makeup of this place.
MTM Enjoying the feel, sound and smells of the docks, Mangur almost misses what Matt is saying. "Hmmm?? Yes the numbers do see a bit down, but that is not unusual." He watches as Matt tries to speak to the street merchant, gaining information. He instead moves towards the docks, looking to speak to the longshoremen and question them about the ship they are waiting for..where it comes from, who owns it, its cargo, etc.
"A dagger should be more than sufficient. You do have the money for the items we need to collect?" Mangur says as he starts for the door. The group heads down towards the docks, looking for pier 7 and, as far a Mangur is concerned, looking to have a most enjoyable day.
Then it is settled. Come on Matt. Lets us away to the docks. I do so love the smell of brine and tar in the morning air! It smells of...money."
Mangur rises and clears his throat, waiting until all are looking at him.
Mangur watches Alika gather up the key and head for the stairs. He stands, tapping a finger against his teeth, deep in thought, then shrugs and greets the other members of the group.
As Matt gets up to talk to Tristen, Mangur approches Alika. "Good morning. Are we waiting to see what grocery list our employer has for us today?"
Alika: I hesitate to ask, but last night, as we stumbled about looking for our contact, an odd voice invaded my mind. I went to confront our employer aboout it, but no one was present at his home. I hesitate to guess what is afoot, but I do not feel that we have been dealt with fairly!
Mangur awakes and heads back to the Ogre to meet with the others. He grows tired of being a 'messanger boy'. He arrives to see Alika and Matt talking together. He stands a respectful distance from them until they are finished their private conservation
Mangur enters the taproom, and seeing noone around, takes a seat and relaxes with a later night dinner. He will remain until he is done eating, then depart for his own room.
Seeing no easy way into speaking with their employer, Mangur decides to return to the Ogre and make sure everything is OK, before retiring to his own room for the night.
I will go around back, where I believe I saw a door, and check its locks
Sorry Tristen I did not mean to cut you out of anything :-(
Mangur, still shocked by the voice in his head, heads to their employers home. Making sure he is not followed or spotted, he knocks on the door and waits to be invited in.
Mangur recovers and looks over to Alika and Matt. He sees Matt talking to the man in the booth with the dark hair. He moves over a bit closer to hear what they are saying, while keeping his eyes open for anyone else coming in their direction.
Mangur shakes his head violently, looking around wide-eyed as the echoes in his own mind begin to subside.
Matt...you are running a dresden files game?? Is there still room?? I am reading all the books right now, and would love to get into a game!!! I have not played the system before, but would be willing to learn, if you have space!
Moving over to the maid Matt had indicated, Mangur smiles and asks, "So I hear Burt was treating you badly! That is a great shame, a beautiful lady like you deserves so much better. Maybe someone ought to go over to his place and 'talk' to him about his attitude."
"Perhaps we should seek out this 'sick' barman and actually determine if he is sick, or was paid not to show tonight, or perhaps, no longer among the living. How was the message of his illness relayed to the tavern? Something very fishy is going on!
Mangur looks at the coin then towards Matt. He nod slightly and watches to see where he and the barmaid go. He will keep his eyes open for anyone else watching Matt.
Tearing his attention away from the very provocative song Alika is singing, Mangur scans the crowd for anyone who seems out of place, of acting in an odd way.
Failing that, he will descreetly inquire if anyone knows Ionial Ustalic, starting with this waitress, then moving on to those who he feels are 'regulars' here.
Mangur watches Matt and Alika enter the bar. He keeps his disguise up as he waits to see what happens. He also keeps his eyes on anyone who he has previously marked as 'questionable'.
No need to give you private feedback, I think you are doing a great job!! Sure its has been a bit slow for some, but I think we also have to engage our characters into the story, and not just wait to react to specific things happening to them. I really liked the waitress learning elven...a very nice touch!
Noticing the exit, Mangur makes sure he is in a position to keep this exit in sight. He will order something to eat as the day wears on, but keep his eyes and ears open for any talk about his employer, or any strange goings-on here in town.
DM:
He will try to blend in with the common crowd, probably by looking like a merchant. The main thing he will try and accomplish is that noone would be able to recognize him if he came back here without a disguise. Speaking with a slight Osiriani accent, Mangur orders what looks to be the most popular drink. Once a better table or booth frees up he will move to it, and keep moving until he has a good view of most of the room. He will wait here until the rest of the party arrives, and keep a watch on who is watching them.
Taking a few moments in a bit of an out-of-the-way alley, Mangur changes his appearance to try and better fit in with the locals. He will enter the Wyrm and seek out a table or seat that gives him a good view of the place. He will stay here until the rest of the group arrives this evening, watching for their contact and asking discreet questions about him.
Matt:
Mangur smiles and pats the fellow on the shoulder. "It has nothing to do with you my fine friend, please be assured of that. I just feel that with all of us in one place, coming and going as a group, well, we are going to attract attention. I also do not know our employer very well, and wish not to take to many chances."
Mangur states, "I can go to this bar and look around, if you wish. The rest of you return to the Ogre and I will meet you there in an hour or two, if that is ok."
Mangur continues to keep a watch on the group from a distance. He is hoping to notice anyone paying undue attention to the group as they make their purchases.
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