The Variels could be shelved by the duke marrying Eleanor's daughter and combining the estates. Menan becomes the dukes right hand and Arawyn just hangs out doing her thing.
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Menan realizes that he is most likely not going to learn much from the conversations around him. He will wait until the city guard exits the warehouse just in case it will reveal what has occurred indoors.
Menan takes note of the promised inquiry by the guard. He will stay put for a while.
Menan gets Dancer to match Persephone's pace. As they approach the docks he says "Have a good day. Best we not be seen together if possible. The Pig this evening?" and directs Dancer to the hitching post. He will mingle and purchase drinks for a few hours.
Menan chuckles "Probably. If you are going to work I can walk with you as I plan to spend a little time there today."
"I wonder how the duke is doing. Have you heard from him?"
"I could find nothing nefarious with this either. Being Marinelli I had to be suspicious. So everyone involved took a loss but Marinelli. Did anyone gain? Was no loss to Marinelli a gain? Who would not minimize their potential losses for a potential payoff? "So is it sleep or work or something else for you?"
Menan hands her the contract.
"Arawyn is keeping Eleanor busy so I am free to do whatever. I do not have any plans. Still working on the Campbell investigation with not much to go on. Did you ever see Campbell at the docks? The signature on the agreement I found was signed 'Marinelli'. Who signs like that and is it even binding?"
Did P just change form in front of Menan?
Which Marinelli?
Who signed the contract between Marinelli and Campbell?
"Hey. How are you? Do you have any plans for the remainder of this day?"
Given that he is not leashed Menan heads to Persephone's house on Dancer. knock knock knock
"So be it. I will be honored to escort you."
"I will be a spectator, Eleanor. Would you be so kind as to allow me to be your escort?"
You did not give that quill a moment's glance. The school is necromancy. :-) Now is not the time, though. Four monks with stunning blows and suggestion. And Don hesitates again. Igar's mercy.....wait, he has none. I will be surprised if your party pulls this one off. Retreat is best case imo as an observer. Their DCs are lower than Paddypulp. This will be interesting.
Menan mentions he would like to check in on the duke. Arawyn indicates she will remain in this area to check on Eleanor from time to time. Menan heads out to see the duke on horseback.
"I had no idea so many horses would be involved. I will leave you to your labors. Let me know when you need the spell cast and I will oblige. Good day Torbin."
"Will you be making a wager come Sunday, Torbin?"
"Nothing new, Torbin. How is the current project coming along?"
Having thoroughly made sure the boss of the scriptorium is dead which was a good call, NOW you have the time necessary to study the extremely complex and technical gate.
Menan heads for the entertainment of the forge.
"Have a good day and thank you for your service." Menan and Arawyn head over to the stables to see if they can take a lap or two on the race track.
"It is black in color and a powdery substance. A less than dangerous apperance. A mere spark will cause the entire lot however large to instantly explode. Small amounts are used in weapons to send projectiles much farther and faster than arrows with great force. These weapons pass projectiles through armor as if it was not there. Even more is used in the cannons for large projectiles. A cargo hold would destroy a ship, a building, maybe a city block. That is what apparently originated here."
"Gunpowder is a rather exotic alchemical substance. It is not unheard of, but the handheld weapons that use it are loud, slow to reload and overall impractical. There are some large ships or city defenses where cannons are used instead of ballistae, but Abadon has no real defense for the city and therefore only a few have ever seen gunpowder in Abadon." Menan gives her a moment to take that in and then continues "I am quite certain the gunpowder that destroyed the ship originated here. If this is true I believe this endeavor is a possible threat to the city and should be investigated to at least know how this came to be and what safety measures are in place if that is even possible with gunpowder. Your thoughts on this are important to me and my consideration of this develpment."
"I understand the jurisdiction issue but I have already located some concerning facts that could affect your city in the same way the ship was affected. This why I believe some information gathering may be prudent. Are you familiar with the alchemical creation referred to as gunpowder?"
Menan smiles as he recalls Officer Kasadie's sense of humor. "Good morning to you, officer. I am curious as to your level of interest in the ship that was destroyed shortly after leaving our docks."
Magic Jar is incredibly interesting.
Menan and Arawyn have breakfast in the marketplace and then on horseback head over to see the watch captain.
"Well it is certainly not a coincidence. It does seem like a a fair and legitimate agreement. Arawyn and I will be around as much as possible for a while. If there is anything we can do that we are not, please do not hesitate. Your being here for Lady Eleanor is greatly appreciated."
Makes sense that he would come back in the morning. Also Menan is interested in which Marinelli signed it.
Menan shows the contract to father Grimburrow. "Your thoughts, father?" After he looks at the Marinelli signature.
"Doubtful, Eleanor. A broken neck is instantaneous. You cannot take any blame for this."
I do not follow. I cannot cast a level 2 spell 50 times in a day.
Menan places the contract pieces in his pocket. He looks down at Campbell. There many things he would like to say but he witholds that. "May you find peace." He joins the ladies and their tea.
Menan sets his tea down and exits the room. He politely and somberly inquires from the help until he finds out who discovered lord Vanderbuilt. He then inquires as to the location of this person and goes there.
"I seem to have a knack for investigating. I have already done some successfully for the city guard. Do you wish for me to proceed?"
"There is a reason he did what he did. Would you like for me to investigate this?"
"Agreed." Menan walks over to Eleanor. "My sincerest sympathies, Lady Eleanor. I will do whatever I can to help you through this."
"A torn up contract was found beside him. I need to see that."
"Gladly, father. Where is the contract? I would like to review it."
"The market is a good idea. Let us see if we can do anything to help father Grimburrow." Menan and Arawyn head to Eleanor's manor and ask to see the cleric.
Before he sees the contract, everything he knows swarms his mind at the same time. Levels like a chess board play out in his mind. The many options and maneuvers and counter manuevers all fall into place. It is Gorm, not the Marinelli family. Not even the retarded kid...Could be.. You never know until you know.
Yep. The lack of violence and the spells appearing to come from somewhere else apparently threw them off. Don can't do anything but a move with Tally around so surely they will join you and you can clue them in. If they pursue her as is I do not see it ending well. I am ready for this to be over as much as you are. LOL Will be interesting even if frustrating.
Menan moves over to Fae and says "May I have the contract?"
It would be strange if she suddenly changes tactics.. I was contemplating letting a terrible nightmare creature pass through the gate. I cooled off when I saw that he had actually cast those spells. I must breeze over his posts. Easily corrected going forward. You took the correct approach imo. That is exactly what I would do. Come back hot without hesitation for the kill. That is how I played it when I ran a party through there. Was over pretty quick. And now you are separated again. Really? LOL
"I would like to inspect that in a more private environs when time permits."
Have you ever targeted a player? Placed a bullseye there? Result is eventual death? I need a drink. Whew. Okay, calm down Igar. You are presenting the pdf as written and no more. Just straighten him up and see if he flies right. Remove yourself from the irritation of multiple rule breaks and foolish playing. It will play itself out without your intervention. Do hold the line on game rules. And pour yourself another one. Cheers Foxy ^
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