While the symbol is rather worn down, it has a similar heraldry to the Orri Family. Based on the symbols at the top, the leader was probably a fifth or sixth son. Not specifically going to be in line for anything, but still someone who would get a mild inheritance and form some kind of alliance with through marriage. They weren't very close to the old throne, a Baron family with land. With him being so low on the totem pole, he was one who was probably trying to flee before being wrapped up in the Dunnour gangs.
The group heads outside, before they look at each other and then back at the lot of you.
"So..." the guard begins. "You're all really unclear." He points over to Yorvalor. "You seem willing to talk with us right here," his finger whirls over to Emund, "And this one wants to a escort to see the boss." He places his hands into the pockets of his trowsers. Rocking on his heels a bit while he thinks. "Doesn't matter. Info stays te same." He twists his neck a little bit before heading out the others following him. "Come along now."
The Guard takes the main roads and visible walkways. The lamps on the street keeping the area to be in mostly dim light. Crowds of people heading back to their boats, stumbling home from the tavern and inns, and others just happening to be out as the hours become later and later still manage to be seen. Every so often, a Constable and the City Watch. Out here to 'keep the order of the Governor' and the crime down. It's a good thirty minute walk with everyone before he comes to a old warehouse a bit away from the Rail. The three story brick building has a few windows that are lit up. Parts of the rear of the building seem to be collapsed from time and conflict. By what one would assume to be the main door - several people are gathered outside a single lamp that hangs on the front. Hard to tell exactly how many from the distance you're at.
"Now that you got your info, we're heading back in. If you follow, I assume it'll be cause you want a meeting. But like I said before.. I don't speak for the boss." The guard looks at the lot of you, before heading away and towards the group by the front door.
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Yorvalor put the ring in one of his pockets. Maybe one day it might be useful. He looks around trying to find out what else is happening around them. (OCC: What other buildings are in the area? Is this a very populated place?) Perception: 12.
Yorvalor turns to the Guard. "Excuse me my good sir. What's the name of the young man that, unfortunately, we took down at the tavern? I really feel bad for his untimely death and I would like to remember his name." (Persuasion/Deception: 19).
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"Science is organized knowledge. Wisdom is organized life."
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Once the would-be robbers meandered over to what must be their base of operations, or at least a hang out, Emund turns to his compatriots.
”I’ve a feeling we don’t have the numbers we’d want to walk in there right now. Let’s find a member of the Watch and retell the tale in embellished detail, ending with where to find them. We have to signal Tharii still, as well.”
He looks over his shoulder at the building they’ve been led to and wonders about the damage it’s sustained. He also wonders about whether or not they’d need to worry about being watched now that they’re here. He tries to get a feel for whether or not there are eyes on them (Perception: 25).
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Cade nods in agreement with Emund. He looks around and trying to control his breathing. He is clearly uncomfortable with all Noctii walking around that he passed when coming to the warehouse. (Constitution: 11) He is able to keep his composure.
"Let's tell the authorities, come back later once the Orc-Kids have been dealt with and take what isn't nailed down in this warehouse," Cade suggests
Yorvalor: The Guard looks at you giving a small nod. "Jake. Least that's what I knew him as. Kind of rude... but... not a bad guy." He tips his hat a bit as he walks off to the others. As you look around, the area isn't very populated. During the day it might be a different story, but for right now, it seems rather lackluster. A few other warehouses are nearby, most in better shape - but not all.
Emund: You can see about eight people outside, excluding the three that are walking over to there. A few are looking over in your direction as well. By your best guess, it's a mix of enforcers, and a few others. With the lighting being so dim, you know they're watching you as well. But probably can't make out any fine details from the distance.
Yorvalor says to the Guard. "Take care, may our next meeting be on friendlier terms." He then looks at his friends. "Gentlemen, if you don't mind. I would like to go the Church and see if I am able to find any news about Isabella. Unless, we still have business that needs to be taken care of."
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Kazri - Level 10 Human Paladin (Oath of the Ancients) - The Tales of the Fellowship of the White Cloaks Droknin Palemane - Level 4 Leonin Barbarian (Path of the Beast) - Where the Cold Winds Blow... A Lost Mines of Phandelver Story Faelan (Cottontail) Whisperwind - Level 3 Ranger (Fey Wanderer) - Zorg's Lost Souls II
"Science is organized knowledge. Wisdom is organized life."
Yorvalor look at Cade. “If going to a church may bring you some piece my friend, I would gladly have your company.” He looks at Emund. “So, are we done for the night? I just would like to make sure that Isabella is well and we will return to the Falcon. I think I had enough excitement already.”
Kazri - Level 10 Human Paladin (Oath of the Ancients) - The Tales of the Fellowship of the White Cloaks Droknin Palemane - Level 4 Leonin Barbarian (Path of the Beast) - Where the Cold Winds Blow... A Lost Mines of Phandelver Story Faelan (Cottontail) Whisperwind - Level 3 Ranger (Fey Wanderer) - Zorg's Lost Souls II
"Science is organized knowledge. Wisdom is organized life."
“Aye, we’re done” Keegan grumbles, obviously disappointed that the men that tried to rob them are walking free, “I’ll get a message to Tharii, tell him what has happened. See you geezers back at the Falcon.”
Keegan goes to his and Tharii’s normal drop/signaling locations to arrange a meet up.
“I believe I’ll follow suit,” Emund says to Yorvalor and Cade. The fact that he hasn’t heard from Curtis in a fair bit of time. Perhaps other clerics at the church might know something about his whereabouts. And if not, it would allow Emund to show face, perform a couple clerical duties, and keep them off his back while he tended his own shrine and made visits the the various, small congregations that kept faith in the Host of the Roofless.
“I guess we shouldn’t keep our gods waiting. Shall we get going my friends?”
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Kazri - Level 10 Human Paladin (Oath of the Ancients) - The Tales of the Fellowship of the White Cloaks Droknin Palemane - Level 4 Leonin Barbarian (Path of the Beast) - Where the Cold Winds Blow... A Lost Mines of Phandelver Story Faelan (Cottontail) Whisperwind - Level 3 Ranger (Fey Wanderer) - Zorg's Lost Souls II
"Science is organized knowledge. Wisdom is organized life."
As Emund, Cade, and Yorvalor walk towards their destination. “Sooo, friend Cade. Since we still have some ways to go. May I ask you about your brother? My understanding is that he was someone, like your father, that you looked up to before joining the war. Perhaps if you share with us some fond memories of him, it might help you deal with your pain. It is perfectly fine if you would rather not talk about it.”
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Kazri - Level 10 Human Paladin (Oath of the Ancients) - The Tales of the Fellowship of the White Cloaks Droknin Palemane - Level 4 Leonin Barbarian (Path of the Beast) - Where the Cold Winds Blow... A Lost Mines of Phandelver Story Faelan (Cottontail) Whisperwind - Level 3 Ranger (Fey Wanderer) - Zorg's Lost Souls II
"Science is organized knowledge. Wisdom is organized life."
Keegan: You find your way down to where you usually signal Tharii. And, like always, he arrives within a few minutes. Seeming to just be there when you turn around. "What did you find?" he asks. Between the conversation you two have, he seems to be looking for something that was probably on the leader.
Emund, Cade, Yorvalor: You find your way through the nightime streets to the main Church that resides by the docks. The street lights casting it's front entrance in a warm glow. The doors are never locked, as it acts as a place of refuge for many during the nights, and those that need some assistance. With it being so close to midnight, it'll be a bit more of a challenge to find the exact people you're looking for though.
"My brother was my best friend. We did everything together. When he joined the army I followed suit. I was happy to be put in his company. To be honest his death isn't the only reason why those dirty Noctii should perish. I was lied to and tricked. You should never trust a Noctis. They lie to you. Kill your brother. Make you lose your mind and wander around like a drifter for years. They take your money. They claim that they will always love you but that ain't true. They are good for nothing scum," Cade exclaims with pure hatred in his eyes. Cade takes a deep breath.
"Kol and I would go to The Falcon's Nest everyday together. We would play cards with the patrons. I always lost, but Kol would always sneak some copper in my pocket to let me keep playing. We played chess too. Kol was so great at it. I could never beat him no matter how hard I tried. I bought books and practiced, but I could never win. He was smart, charming, and good looking. The Gods have a terrible sense of humor. Kill the better Rainmaker, keep the crappy one alive," Cade stated.
While Yorvalor listened to Cade's story, he was thinking about how he was going to tell his own. What he titled "The cursed day that changed my damn life." What would his friends think of him if they knew the truth? He wasn't sure. When they arrived at the Church, he quickly changed his mind about sharing it. He felt ashamed, but he wasn't ready yet.
Yorvalor pats Cade on his back, making sure that he is well. "I am very happy that you have fond memories of Kol my friend. I wish I had some good memories myself, but unfortunately I am an only child." He thinks for moment. "As for the Gods terrible sense of humor. Perhaps you should see it as 'the Gods keen foresight'. I do not remember where I read what I am about to tell you, but I believe it is appropriate for the moment. It goes like this:"
"My heart tells me that YOU still have some part to play in it (meaning life), for good or evil, before this is over. The sparing of your life may rule the fate of many."
"I am sure I botched the passage, but it is something to that effect. Basically it means that the Gods may have spared you for they have a greater purpose for you my friend. It goes without saying that no one but the Gods know what that may be."
Yorvalor looks at Cade in the eyes, give him a warm smile, and then looks at Emund. "It is getting late gents, shall we go into this House of Worship and take care of the businesses that we came here for?"
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Kazri - Level 10 Human Paladin (Oath of the Ancients) - The Tales of the Fellowship of the White Cloaks Droknin Palemane - Level 4 Leonin Barbarian (Path of the Beast) - Where the Cold Winds Blow... A Lost Mines of Phandelver Story Faelan (Cottontail) Whisperwind - Level 3 Ranger (Fey Wanderer) - Zorg's Lost Souls II
"Science is organized knowledge. Wisdom is organized life."
“As much as I might like to,” Emund begins, looking up to the late night sky, “it might be more worthwhile to fall into our beds and try in the morning.”
Yorvalor blinks, twice. Looks at Emund and shrugs. He follows Cade into the Church.
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Kazri - Level 10 Human Paladin (Oath of the Ancients) - The Tales of the Fellowship of the White Cloaks Droknin Palemane - Level 4 Leonin Barbarian (Path of the Beast) - Where the Cold Winds Blow... A Lost Mines of Phandelver Story Faelan (Cottontail) Whisperwind - Level 3 Ranger (Fey Wanderer) - Zorg's Lost Souls II
"Science is organized knowledge. Wisdom is organized life."
Those going into the Cathedral pass through a small room between the outer parts of the church, and the main section that opens up. The heavy wooden doors that face the public reinforced by a archway that has a portcullis that could slam down. Small signs of damage still visible on the door and the portcullis from the brief skirmishes during the war.
The main room of the Church is circular. Small stone benches circling around a raised circular platform in the middle. That raised middle being the pulpit from where sermons are given and the priests do their work. It being a homage to the Iron Throne itself, making everyone have to look up at it, even if slightly. The stone work sides and marble floors give a cooling sensation, especially when combined with the salty breeze that comes in from the sea air. Sounds echo loudly. A cough from a few of those who are asleep on some of the stone benches seeming to fill the main room.
Several other doors and passageways lead off from the main worship chamber you're all in. Some lead to the more private areas of the cathedral; offices, places of worship for different things. Spots of refuge. Most would be behind locked doors, especially at this hour. Murals on the ceiling depict images from the Faith's Teachings. The ones inside this church more about Hope and Light. How the Queen of the Iron Throne lead people to salvation and founded the Faith.
A few men and women in white robes with green trim walk around. They look over at you all and give a warm nod. Brothers and Sisters of the Faith. The traditional garb of those who have given their life to it. When there is not a service, they do not seem to mind those needing a place to stay and rest. A few handing out some blankets to put over the resting poor
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While the symbol is rather worn down, it has a similar heraldry to the Orri Family. Based on the symbols at the top, the leader was probably a fifth or sixth son. Not specifically going to be in line for anything, but still someone who would get a mild inheritance and form some kind of alliance with through marriage. They weren't very close to the old throne, a Baron family with land. With him being so low on the totem pole, he was one who was probably trying to flee before being wrapped up in the Dunnour gangs.
The group heads outside, before they look at each other and then back at the lot of you.
"So..." the guard begins. "You're all really unclear." He points over to Yorvalor. "You seem willing to talk with us right here," his finger whirls over to Emund, "And this one wants to a escort to see the boss." He places his hands into the pockets of his trowsers. Rocking on his heels a bit while he thinks. "Doesn't matter. Info stays te same." He twists his neck a little bit before heading out the others following him. "Come along now."
The Guard takes the main roads and visible walkways. The lamps on the street keeping the area to be in mostly dim light. Crowds of people heading back to their boats, stumbling home from the tavern and inns, and others just happening to be out as the hours become later and later still manage to be seen. Every so often, a Constable and the City Watch. Out here to 'keep the order of the Governor' and the crime down. It's a good thirty minute walk with everyone before he comes to a old warehouse a bit away from the Rail. The three story brick building has a few windows that are lit up. Parts of the rear of the building seem to be collapsed from time and conflict. By what one would assume to be the main door - several people are gathered outside a single lamp that hangs on the front. Hard to tell exactly how many from the distance you're at.
"Now that you got your info, we're heading back in. If you follow, I assume it'll be cause you want a meeting. But like I said before.. I don't speak for the boss." The guard looks at the lot of you, before heading away and towards the group by the front door.
What do you all do?
DM PbP Series (Completed) : The Blackmire Company, Voyage of the Windhook ,Shanty of Soulripper, The Streets of Dunnour
Yorvalor put the ring in one of his pockets. Maybe one day it might be useful. He looks around trying to find out what else is happening around them. (OCC: What other buildings are in the area? Is this a very populated place?) Perception: 12.
Yorvalor turns to the Guard. "Excuse me my good sir. What's the name of the young man that, unfortunately, we took down at the tavern? I really feel bad for his untimely death and I would like to remember his name." (Persuasion/Deception: 19).
Kazri - Level 10 Human Paladin (Oath of the Ancients) - The Tales of the Fellowship of the White Cloaks
Droknin Palemane - Level 4 Leonin Barbarian (Path of the Beast) - Where the Cold Winds Blow... A Lost Mines of Phandelver Story
Faelan (Cottontail) Whisperwind - Level 3 Ranger (Fey Wanderer) - Zorg's Lost Souls II
"Science is organized knowledge. Wisdom is organized life."
Once the would-be robbers meandered over to what must be their base of operations, or at least a hang out, Emund turns to his compatriots.
”I’ve a feeling we don’t have the numbers we’d want to walk in there right now. Let’s find a member of the Watch and retell the tale in embellished detail, ending with where to find them. We have to signal Tharii still, as well.”
He looks over his shoulder at the building they’ve been led to and wonders about the damage it’s sustained. He also wonders about whether or not they’d need to worry about being watched now that they’re here. He tries to get a feel for whether or not there are eyes on them (Perception: 25).
Cade nods in agreement with Emund. He looks around and trying to control his breathing. He is clearly uncomfortable with all Noctii walking around that he passed when coming to the warehouse. (Constitution: 11) He is able to keep his composure.
"Let's tell the authorities, come back later once the Orc-Kids have been dealt with and take what isn't nailed down in this warehouse," Cade suggests
Yorvalor: The Guard looks at you giving a small nod. "Jake. Least that's what I knew him as. Kind of rude... but... not a bad guy." He tips his hat a bit as he walks off to the others. As you look around, the area isn't very populated. During the day it might be a different story, but for right now, it seems rather lackluster. A few other warehouses are nearby, most in better shape - but not all.
Emund: You can see about eight people outside, excluding the three that are walking over to there. A few are looking over in your direction as well. By your best guess, it's a mix of enforcers, and a few others. With the lighting being so dim, you know they're watching you as well. But probably can't make out any fine details from the distance.
DM PbP Series (Completed) : The Blackmire Company, Voyage of the Windhook ,Shanty of Soulripper, The Streets of Dunnour
Yorvalor says to the Guard. "Take care, may our next meeting be on friendlier terms." He then looks at his friends. "Gentlemen, if you don't mind. I would like to go the Church and see if I am able to find any news about Isabella. Unless, we still have business that needs to be taken care of."
Kazri - Level 10 Human Paladin (Oath of the Ancients) - The Tales of the Fellowship of the White Cloaks
Droknin Palemane - Level 4 Leonin Barbarian (Path of the Beast) - Where the Cold Winds Blow... A Lost Mines of Phandelver Story
Faelan (Cottontail) Whisperwind - Level 3 Ranger (Fey Wanderer) - Zorg's Lost Souls II
"Science is organized knowledge. Wisdom is organized life."
Cade stares at Yorvalor for a bit and then nods.
"Do you want me to come with? If not I got something else I need to do?" Cade asks.
Yorvalor look at Cade. “If going to a church may bring you some piece my friend, I would gladly have your company.” He looks at Emund. “So, are we done for the night? I just would like to make sure that Isabella is well and we will return to the Falcon. I think I had enough excitement already.”
Kazri - Level 10 Human Paladin (Oath of the Ancients) - The Tales of the Fellowship of the White Cloaks
Droknin Palemane - Level 4 Leonin Barbarian (Path of the Beast) - Where the Cold Winds Blow... A Lost Mines of Phandelver Story
Faelan (Cottontail) Whisperwind - Level 3 Ranger (Fey Wanderer) - Zorg's Lost Souls II
"Science is organized knowledge. Wisdom is organized life."
“Aye, we’re done” Keegan grumbles, obviously disappointed that the men that tried to rob them are walking free, “I’ll get a message to Tharii, tell him what has happened. See you geezers back at the Falcon.”
Keegan goes to his and Tharii’s normal drop/signaling locations to arrange a meet up.
“I believe I’ll follow suit,” Emund says to Yorvalor and Cade. The fact that he hasn’t heard from Curtis in a fair bit of time. Perhaps other clerics at the church might know something about his whereabouts. And if not, it would allow Emund to show face, perform a couple clerical duties, and keep them off his back while he tended his own shrine and made visits the the various, small congregations that kept faith in the Host of the Roofless.
“I guess we shouldn’t keep our gods waiting. Shall we get going my friends?”
Kazri - Level 10 Human Paladin (Oath of the Ancients) - The Tales of the Fellowship of the White Cloaks
Droknin Palemane - Level 4 Leonin Barbarian (Path of the Beast) - Where the Cold Winds Blow... A Lost Mines of Phandelver Story
Faelan (Cottontail) Whisperwind - Level 3 Ranger (Fey Wanderer) - Zorg's Lost Souls II
"Science is organized knowledge. Wisdom is organized life."
As Emund, Cade, and Yorvalor walk towards their destination. “Sooo, friend Cade. Since we still have some ways to go. May I ask you about your brother? My understanding is that he was someone, like your father, that you looked up to before joining the war. Perhaps if you share with us some fond memories of him, it might help you deal with your pain. It is perfectly fine if you would rather not talk about it.”
Kazri - Level 10 Human Paladin (Oath of the Ancients) - The Tales of the Fellowship of the White Cloaks
Droknin Palemane - Level 4 Leonin Barbarian (Path of the Beast) - Where the Cold Winds Blow... A Lost Mines of Phandelver Story
Faelan (Cottontail) Whisperwind - Level 3 Ranger (Fey Wanderer) - Zorg's Lost Souls II
"Science is organized knowledge. Wisdom is organized life."
Keegan: You find your way down to where you usually signal Tharii. And, like always, he arrives within a few minutes. Seeming to just be there when you turn around. "What did you find?" he asks. Between the conversation you two have, he seems to be looking for something that was probably on the leader.
Emund, Cade, Yorvalor: You find your way through the nightime streets to the main Church that resides by the docks. The street lights casting it's front entrance in a warm glow. The doors are never locked, as it acts as a place of refuge for many during the nights, and those that need some assistance. With it being so close to midnight, it'll be a bit more of a challenge to find the exact people you're looking for though.
Elric: ...what are you doing during this time?
DM PbP Series (Completed) : The Blackmire Company, Voyage of the Windhook ,Shanty of Soulripper, The Streets of Dunnour
Cade sighs.
"My brother was my best friend. We did everything together. When he joined the army I followed suit. I was happy to be put in his company. To be honest his death isn't the only reason why those dirty Noctii should perish. I was lied to and tricked. You should never trust a Noctis. They lie to you. Kill your brother. Make you lose your mind and wander around like a drifter for years. They take your money. They claim that they will always love you but that ain't true. They are good for nothing scum," Cade exclaims with pure hatred in his eyes. Cade takes a deep breath.
"Kol and I would go to The Falcon's Nest everyday together. We would play cards with the patrons. I always lost, but Kol would always sneak some copper in my pocket to let me keep playing. We played chess too. Kol was so great at it. I could never beat him no matter how hard I tried. I bought books and practiced, but I could never win. He was smart, charming, and good looking. The Gods have a terrible sense of humor. Kill the better Rainmaker, keep the crappy one alive," Cade stated.
Kazri - Level 10 Human Paladin (Oath of the Ancients) - The Tales of the Fellowship of the White Cloaks
Droknin Palemane - Level 4 Leonin Barbarian (Path of the Beast) - Where the Cold Winds Blow... A Lost Mines of Phandelver Story
Faelan (Cottontail) Whisperwind - Level 3 Ranger (Fey Wanderer) - Zorg's Lost Souls II
"Science is organized knowledge. Wisdom is organized life."
“As much as I might like to,” Emund begins, looking up to the late night sky, “it might be more worthwhile to fall into our beds and try in the morning.”
Cade chuckled. He places his hand on Emund. Cade looks at the church.
"I'm going in. I don't sleep anymore. Have not for a long time," Cade says. He enters the temple.
Yorvalor blinks, twice. Looks at Emund and shrugs. He follows Cade into the Church.
Kazri - Level 10 Human Paladin (Oath of the Ancients) - The Tales of the Fellowship of the White Cloaks
Droknin Palemane - Level 4 Leonin Barbarian (Path of the Beast) - Where the Cold Winds Blow... A Lost Mines of Phandelver Story
Faelan (Cottontail) Whisperwind - Level 3 Ranger (Fey Wanderer) - Zorg's Lost Souls II
"Science is organized knowledge. Wisdom is organized life."
Elric stay silent the whole time, but he keeps up with Yorvalor like a shadow. Although the idea of hit the bed sound really good.
Before he turns he give Emud a pat on the back.
Those going into the Cathedral pass through a small room between the outer parts of the church, and the main section that opens up. The heavy wooden doors that face the public reinforced by a archway that has a portcullis that could slam down. Small signs of damage still visible on the door and the portcullis from the brief skirmishes during the war.
The main room of the Church is circular. Small stone benches circling around a raised circular platform in the middle. That raised middle being the pulpit from where sermons are given and the priests do their work. It being a homage to the Iron Throne itself, making everyone have to look up at it, even if slightly. The stone work sides and marble floors give a cooling sensation, especially when combined with the salty breeze that comes in from the sea air. Sounds echo loudly. A cough from a few of those who are asleep on some of the stone benches seeming to fill the main room.
Several other doors and passageways lead off from the main worship chamber you're all in. Some lead to the more private areas of the cathedral; offices, places of worship for different things. Spots of refuge. Most would be behind locked doors, especially at this hour. Murals on the ceiling depict images from the Faith's Teachings. The ones inside this church more about Hope and Light. How the Queen of the Iron Throne lead people to salvation and founded the Faith.
A few men and women in white robes with green trim walk around. They look over at you all and give a warm nod. Brothers and Sisters of the Faith. The traditional garb of those who have given their life to it. When there is not a service, they do not seem to mind those needing a place to stay and rest. A few handing out some blankets to put over the resting poor
DM PbP Series (Completed) : The Blackmire Company, Voyage of the Windhook ,Shanty of Soulripper, The Streets of Dunnour