As Hegio declares the results, Myrosype's expression grows increasingly sour. By the end she leaves in disgust, heading towards the private quarters.
As soon as she leaves, the staff begins ushering people out of the arena.
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after everyone files out, Myrosype notices Vayde and stands to greet him... "Ah Master Petronax thank you for visiting me. I apologize for the delay. Some people...need everything explained in excruciating detail. But I'm sure that won't be necessary for you, this should be brief. Please come in..." Vayde quickly enters the room and Myrosype closes the door.
addressing Katswiri "What do you mean with the Consortium? I work with the Aspis. Among many financial services I provide, I am a money lender. The Consortium is one of my best customers in that area. That is not at all comparable to the manner in which you work for the Pathfinder Society. Is that a misunderstanding or more misinformation?"
"Fact? Is it not a fact that not one of you, nor even the whole lot of you, has the financial means to be any kind of bidder in this auction? Is it not a fact that you are here anyway, influencing the outcome, of an auction you cannot afford to participate in? Is it not a fact that you encouraged someone to take an interest in the Luminous Wharf, where previously no one other than me had? Is it not a fact that you refuse to even tell me why, but sit there asking me for specifics?!?"
"Give up my independence and instead take orders from a group who wear masks to hide their identities? So I can blindly follow the same misinformation you do? Your loyalty is commendable, but your offer is lacking a certain appeal. I do believe you are correct in one thing though. This meeting may very well have been a waste of time. I think I've made my offer clear. If any of you are open minded enough to give it due consideration, you can find me easily enough. But be aware that any information you possess will become valueless very soon. With that said, I have other business to conduct. Please enjoy the sports. I trust you can find your own way back."
"My reputation as an honest and reliable businesswoman is far greater than any dealings today, including you. Do not judge me based on the treacherous backstabbers you work for. I am not like that. Do not be so hasty to throw away my offer. It's a genuine and reliable offer. If you are unwilling to cease meddling completely, how about something smaller, practically insignificant. At least give me a chance for a somewhat fair competition. All I ask for is a little bit of information. My last couple bids on the Luminous Wharf were immediately turned down. Hegio tells me there is a higher bid, but is being coy with the details. No one had any interest in the Wharf, I know this is your doing. Tell me who you have spoken to regarding the Wharf and what you said. My offer to you is still the same."
"But very well. Words seem to be getting us nowhere. I should let the money talk. You won't give me specifics, fine, I'll give you a generic offer then. Name your price. The more you want, the longer it will take me to get it. Simple enough. And as much as I prefer to be owed favors rather than vice-versa. I will make an exception and I'll 'owe you one'...each. I have a great many people who owe me, throughout Golarion and specifically within the Aspis Consortium. A group your organization insists on confronting at every opportunity. Should you unfortunately find yourself assigned to one of these ill-fated missions, I will personally see to it that no harm befalls you as a result of your inevitable capture."
"I invited you here because I gave you the benefit of the doubt that you were all rational people despite your recent behavior. What I am witnessing now makes me reconsider." She looks quizzically at Kaepora..."Is that some sort of threat? You speak of mortality and Pharasma's Boneyard, yet you are working hand in hand with a man who only last night was flaunting that he has purchased...or some might even say 'bribed'...complete control over his own afterlife. Were you not paying attention to that little 'demonstration' of his? Death itself is of little consequence to him, yet you speak to me with such righteous indignation?"
"Such hostility. I cannot fathom how you get anything accomplished. I could make you an offer. Perhaps there is a mutually beneficial arrangement. Or a compromise at least. But I cannot do that if I do not know what it is that you want. You are meddling in affairs for which none of you individually nor collectively have any money at all invested. Figuratively and literally, it is none of your business. And yet, here you are. Why? I need to know what you expect to gain to be able to make a counter proposal."
The butler shows you all to the conference room and then leaves to fetch Myrosype as instructed. "Hello Pathfinders. Let's get down to business. It has become rather obvious that you all have been skulking around these auctions, influencing people to bid against me. As I understand it, against their wishes in some cases. Using coercion and even intimidation if need be. Frankly, your tactics are barbaric, but I am not here to school you on the finer points of high-value negotiations. What I want, is to know 'Why?' Why are you doing this? What's in it for you?"
"Please gather the rest of your associates, I wish to speak with you in private and do not enjoy repeating myself several times." She beckons to a tuxedoed man with white-gloves, watching over the other staff providing drinks and snacks. "Show them to the conference room on the 3rd floor. There are six of them. Let me know immediately when they are settled." "I will join you as soon as you are ready." She bows the slightest of bows, then flits through the crowd. Her tone was professional, if not exactly pleasant.
Jon,Ela: "Now Cyran...do you mind if I call you Cyran?...bidding on TWO districts is a bigger responsibility than you might be considering. I'm sure you're capable of running the establishments perfectly, but do you really want to get mired in the political intrigue of running Alabastrine itself? That's my expertise after all. Let us work together for mutual benefit.
"What do you need? Whole districts? Or a warehouse and a private dock? Let me handle Alabastrine, and I'll let you pick any you want! As part of a larger deal, of course. I have extensive trade networks throughout Casmaron, you have access to exotic materials beyond normal reach. It's a perfect match really. “Oh, one more thing: Please accept this simple token as a show of my good faith, and a symbol of the profits to come.” She presents Cyran with an elaborate golden mantle.
Jon,Ela: “You should be careful whom you take financial advice from, Mr. Androtus. The Pathfinder Society may produce capable agents, but they are best suited for delving into muddy ruins rather than playing at understanding matters of business and profit.”
"Let's take an honest look at...her...for example. Is she even old enough to be legally hired as a babysitter? Nevermind 'adventurer'...nor consultant. I mean look at the way she gnaws into those 'drool' tentacles like a starving dog. Does the Society not feed you dear?" "Which reminds me, calling themselves a...'Society'...is a misnomer if ever there was one. Uncivilized, murderous, thugs-for-hire who spend every gold they earn on bigger weapons to murder faster. This is your new vizier, Androtus? tsk tsk."
Kaswiri: Rataji, "...silver agent."
Myrosype, "...oh you're welcome! It was my pleasure. And these gifts are most appropriate, as well as your impeccable timing as always. Thank you my friend." She nods as he quickly slips away.
You all notice Myrosype talking to a tall Garundi man in vibrant cerulean robes. You've not seen this striking figure at any previous event. He hands Myrosype a couple small trinkets and a large golden mantle. And then disappears! Did he slip into the crowd, or vanish altogether?? Serpents Rise/Ire: Your character recognizes the man as one of the Society's most hated adversaries: Rataji
Myrosype is an average sized woman with light
DC 20 Craft(alch) or Know(nobl):
...the perfume is 'Lady’s Promise', a scent that is becoming increasingly popular among members of the Chelish nobility. GM.K(Hist/Nobl): (* Insp) Katswiri,Graves: You recognize her as a member of the Aspis Consortium and financier of the recent attack on the Grand Lodge.
Spoiler: Myrosype is a
member of the unsanctioned Aspis Consortium group known as the Korholm Agenda. As financier for the splinter faction, she possesses incredible wealth within the Consortium, having made numerous successful ventures during her time in Druma. Unlike many of the other attendees, Myrosype is not a member of the Prophets of Kalistrade, though she is willing to work with them for mutual gain. |