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Tenze follows Camris.
Abandoning any attempt at stealth , Tenze leaps away from the door. She pauses by Camris. "Come on, Camris, we have to hurry!" She turns to the boy. "Boy, do you think you can manage without help?"
Abandoning any attempt at stealth , Tenze leaps away from the door. She pauses by Camris. "Come on, Camris, we have to hurry!" She turns to the boy. "Boy, do you think you can manage without help?"
Tenze looks at him like he's insane.
Tenze looks at him like he's insane.
I think the dice hate me.
(counting the penalty)
"Good show! The small folk are with us. I take it as a lucky sign, master Zareth." Tenze growls, sounding a bit annoyed. "'Small folk' might offend some of us. We're just like 'big folk'..." She moves her fingers to indicate sarcastic quotation. "...except a bit littler. There's no need to single us out."
Tenze nods. She pulls out her sword and holds it vertically before her face. "I, too swear to help you, as long as your goals remain the same as those you have told us." Her sword is tiny and thin, but is obviously finely made and shines with the luster of silver. Its guard is made up of heavy wire which forms a swirl patterned basket. She laughs softly and sheathes the blade, glancing at Zareth. "I suppose a mage such as yourself would know the significance of a silver blade, diabolist. I know a fair bit about devils myself."
Tenze looks at him strangely. "That is an odd reason." She says. "And I'm in. Though I question the company I am probably going to keep." She looks at Zareth pointedly.
Anyways, I don't think the game would be as fun without everybody's favorite Nameless guy (not to mention that we'll be able to keep Rakless around, too). Here's hoping WFG hasn't already bought the book. ;)
"I think the lady had to head out to greet a couple of people. I wonder if she invited them?"
Make that four! I still want to play. Just didn't check back for a long time. Ready when you are!
Grrr! My avatar! ;)
If there's still interest, I will sacrifice Rakless and try to take over as GM if everyone else approves. I liked all the characters and saw a really strong group here. It would be a shame to just walk away without at least trying a rescue.
Tenze makes a strange sort of growl-laugh. "Don't drink so much, it's unhealthy. Have some faith in the gods, don't drown your sorrows."
Um, I mean, I would hate it if Nameless was in trouble. ;) Tenze chokes on her drink. She looks around, and laughs slightly.
"Wait, the food was for us?" She sounds surprised. "I figured it was for other guests." She laughs. "Thank you, Camris." She picks up a pear and nibbles on it.
"Wait, the food was for us?" She sounds surprised. "I figured it was for other guests."
She laughs. "Sorry. The whole 'expecting company' thing is making me nervous. She laughs again. "Us gnomes are also aware of how important cheer is, though for different reasons."
She nods. "Indeed. I'd just like to know what we're supposed to do about this.""Indeed, devils bring order, maybe not good but they like our country now has order. Not every thing has a hiding devil behind it. Now could we get to the matter at hand and leave matter of state to others?""I think she means for us to make this state a better one, something we can all agree on." Rakless stroked his beak thoughtfully. "It does seem at times as though this city's perfect order is merely a tool for more...industrious...varieties of evil. To paraphrase something our wizard friend said earlier, there's always a loophole." She laughs. "Sorry. The whole 'expecting company' thing is making me nervous.
"Indeed, devils bring order, maybe not good but they like our country now has order. Not every thing has a hiding devil behind it. Now could we get to the matter at hand and leave matter of state to others?""I think she means for us to make this state a better one, something we can all agree on." Rakless stroked his beak thoughtfully. "It does seem at times as though this city's perfect order is merely a tool for more...industrious...varieties of evil. To paraphrase something our wizard friend said earlier, there's always a loophole." She nods. "Indeed. I'd just like to know what we're supposed to do about this."
She laughs sarcastically. "I would have thought that you, as a diabolist, would know what Thrune has to do with it."
Tenze nods. "Indeed. I work for the betterment of Westcrown. But...what is the matter with Thrune?"Rakless leaned closer to her and whispered, "Devils nesting in their chimneys..." hoping she would remember the reference. "Hmm? Oh!" She laughs nervously.
Tenze nods. "Indeed. I work for the betterment of Westcrown. But...what is the matter with Thrune?"
She cocks her head. "You don't look much older than 12."
Well, are each of you performers such as I? I can already picture as least two plays for such as us. "No, I'm but a fencer. Perhaps we all stay in the Sacred Goose?"
She snorts. "Indeed. A gnome, a bunch of humans, a halfling, and a tengu? What do we have in common?"
Tenze laughs. "Yes, it is excellent." She lowers her voice. "Rakless, have you noticed how nervous the lady is acting? She keeps glancing out the window."
1d20+4=23.
She is silent for a moment, fidgeting. Finally she laughs. "Alright, I'll put up with the devil summoner. But I can't imagine why he was invited." She speaks as if Zareth isn't in the room.
Zareth looks at the tengu with confusion for a moment before turning away and ignoring him. "Well, there wouldn't be so many devils if my compatriots were sensible and just used them as tools and didn't worship the damned things." She growls again, recovering from her 'cough' in an instant. "But why use devils as tools in the first place? They are untrustworthy creatures. If I were a mage, I would summon something that wouldn't want to harm me in the first place."
"Especially the roofs," Rakless added, checking his bare feet. "In fact, I think I tracked a little of it in here." The Tengu extended his foot to the "magic-user." "Oh, you're welcome to scrape some off if you like. I don't do your sort of magic anymore, but I know a pinch or two comes in handy for certain spells.""What's wrong with this city? More like this country! I'm fairly certain that devils have something to do with all this. This entire city stinks of brimstone."Tenze growls at the magic user. "Order? You call this order? People may leave for work in the morning, and never come back. Tell me, why did you come if not to stop this?""I never said this was a perfect order, did I? Besides, isn't that why we're here? Find out what's going on and stopping it so this city can get on with it's existence?" Tenze can take no more. She starts laughing hysterically, but disguises it as a terrible cough.
Tenze growls at the magic user. "Order? You call this order? People may leave for work in the morning, and never come back. Tell me, why did you come if not to stop this?""I never said this was a perfect order, did I? Besides, isn't that why we're here? Find out what's going on and stopping it so this city can get on with it's existence?" "What's wrong with this city? More like this country! I'm fairly certain that devils have something to do with all this. This entire city stinks of brimstone."
"This city already has order. It's not the most charitable order, but it is order none the less." The man sets his staff against the wall and places his satchel on the ground. The snake slithers off of his arm onto the pack. "Watch my things, will you Aristarchus? As I was saying, if you're going to be making statements about this city, at least make them accurate." Tenze growls at the magic user. "Order? You call this order? People may leave for work in the morning, and never come back. Tell me, why did you come if not to stop this?"
She laughs and goes inside. She stops at one of the chairs.
Tenze laughs again as she sees another friend. "Camris! I'm glad to see you!" She lowers her voice. "Have you noticed that you're the third so far to come from the Sacred Goose? She claimed that she heard of me through gossip, but I wonder whetehr she might have been watching that inn in particular. What did she tell you?" She laughs. Her laugh is high-pitched and tinny, and she speaks with a slight Brevian accent. "Rakless! I didn't know you'd be here, too! I'm sure that the mealworms will be quite lively in a place such as this, but make sure the lady knows you want them in your food. Some strange people happen to dislike mealworms for some reason." She does not seem completely sarcastic. She lowers her voice. "Have you seen some of these other people? That woman looked like her eyes could melt steel, and that man looks like a musician! What sort of job is this woman planning?"Rakless looked about the room, taking in the many strange people assembled. He tapped his beak thoughtfully, matching the small woman's lowered tone. "Perhaps she plans to revitalize the community by opening a musical theater. We have all the elements here. That glowery man with the staff, he could be her choice for theater manager. The big fellow who looks a big impatient might be an usher. Hmm." He glanced around, then looked back at Tenze. "Which of us looks the most brooding? I don't mean to knock this production before it starts, but I don't have a lot of confidence when the writer lacks pathos." "I doubt that she's going to open a musical theater, Rakless. The woman told me that she wanted to bring order to Westcrown and restore it."
She laughs. Her laugh is high-pitched and tinny, and she speaks with a slight Brevian accent. "Rakless! I didn't know you'd be here, too! I'm sure that the mealworms will be quite lively in a place such as this, but make sure the lady knows you want them in your food. Some strange people happen to dislike mealworms for some reason." She does not seem completely sarcastic. She lowers her voice. "Have you seen some of these other people? That woman looked like her eyes could melt steel, and that man looks like a musician! What sort of job is this woman planning?"
The small, hooded gnome seems to have a slightly wide, plump face, though her torso is very small. Her cloak is dark blue, and she has a rapier at her waist. She walks towards the tavern with a limping gait.
The Sacred Goose: "As you say, word has a way of spreading...but alright. I swear on my sword to tell nobody." She draws her rapier and puts it across her hood, most likely where her forehead is. She sheathes her sword. "Now what is all this about?"
The Sacred Goose: Tenze nods hesitantly. "Yes. In your note, you said you wished to do something about the state this city is in. How did you know I agree? And what do you plan to do about it?"
The Sacred Goose: The hooded gnome comes downstairs and walks straight to the corner booth. She keeps fidgeting, and mumbling under her breath. |