"Someone's coming this way, lots of voices, how do you want to handle this?"
Banzo will check with his companions to see if they want to confront whoever it is or not.
"Do you want to avoid them?"
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"A rightful place awaits you in the Realms Above, in the Land of the Great Light. Come in peace, and live beneath the sun again, where trees and flowers grow."
— The message of Eilistraee to all decent drow.
"Run thy sword across my chains, Silver Lady, that I may join your dance.”
Ennwynn suggests with a wicked gleam in her lime hued eyes "If they're part of the Big Z's organization, they may or may not be pleased to find us here. However, as current management of Firetop's diverse enterprises, perhaps we should inform them of the changes being made by Hireling Resources in terms and conditions?"
The elf draws herself up in an uncharacteristically administrative manner and offers "I'm afraid we'll have to dispense with their services if they consider demon worshipping a non-negotiable workplace practice though. That would be legal grounds for instant termination under current contractual obligations."
She adds quietly "In short, act like we own the place, are inspecting it for non-essential minions to cut from the paylist and see if we can brazen it out?"
Tzedaka manages to dampen her light enough to not be noticed by the red-hued skeletons though some of the bony countenances do seem to swivel in her direction for a moment as they pass.....
She heads back paying the toll for the Dwarven Graves.....eventually she comes to the golden door.....ahead she hears voices....
Ennwynn suggests with a wicked gleam in her lime hued eyes "If they're part of the Big Z's organization, they may or may not be pleased to find us here. However, as current management of Firetop's diverse enterprises, perhaps we should inform them of the changes being made by Hireling Resources in terms and conditions?"
The elf draws herself up in an uncharacteristically administrative manner and offers "I'm afraid we'll have to dispense with their services if they consider demon worshipping a non-negotiable workplace practice though. That would be legal grounds for instant termination under current contractual obligations."
She adds quietly "In short, act like we own the place, are inspecting it for non-essential minions to cut from the paylist and see if we can brazen it out?"
uh uh...it seems our friend Tzedaka is not the only that changed...anyway, let's just hope they don't mutiny
The voices carried ahead as the companions waited, managerially, in the preparation chamber surrounded by the bodies of dead priests and surgeons....
" Now, Norm. As I was saying.....if the Old Man is carked it then that creates what we could term an 'opportunity for advancement'......as I was remarking earlier.....I believe I have the makings of an excellent sommelier......and yourself? Norm the Sous Chef! Now.....don't be modest.....your Rock Grub bisque is quite the experience, not to mention the sensual tones your Razorfish Risotto has as it greets the palate..."
" Could be, Could be......you've a decent head for thinking, Clem."
" That I do. Now, best faces on. Want to make a good impression...."
Two large Trolls dressed in leather vests and kilts came into view.......
Garet and Tannin spot Tzedaka, or at least they think it is her outside of the chamber. Her clothing is indeed white and a sort of light seems to emanate from her. She is clearly trying to not interfere with the trolls.
As Herman greets the equally large trollish gentlemen, Enwynn performs a scribe's sleight of hand in swiftly producing a notebook and a stick of willow charcoal wrapped in oak leaves, one end whittled to a fine point.
She writes down both names on a new leaf of her black leather bound tome then asks the hopeful-looking pair "Master Clem and Master Norm? Excellent, delighted to meet you both. Please feel free to ask any questions you may have regarding the new staffing arrangements..."
The elf carefully steps past a fresh puddle of violently rearranged anatomy, smiling pleasantly as she adds "Sorry about the mess, housekeeping are rather busy at the moment. I do hope neither of you will feel put out if we request some further details of your respective cellarly and culinary talents?"
Banzo steps up to stand beside Enwynn in an imposing manner much like a bodyguard would, "State your qualifications first and then your requests for salary and any holidays you may want off!"
After a brief pause, "And be quick about it there are many more interviews and business to be about today!"
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"A rightful place awaits you in the Realms Above, in the Land of the Great Light. Come in peace, and live beneath the sun again, where trees and flowers grow."
— The message of Eilistraee to all decent drow.
"Run thy sword across my chains, Silver Lady, that I may join your dance.”
Ennwynn suggests with a wicked gleam in her lime hued eyes "If they're part of the Big Z's organization, they may or may not be pleased to find us here. However, as current management of Firetop's diverse enterprises, perhaps we should inform them of the changes being made by Hireling Resources in terms and conditions?"
The elf draws herself up in an uncharacteristically administrative manner and offers "I'm afraid we'll have to dispense with their services if they consider demon worshipping a non-negotiable workplace practice though. That would be legal grounds for instant termination under current contractual obligations."
She adds quietly "In short, act like we own the place, are inspecting it for non-essential minions to cut from the paylist and see if we can brazen it out?"
uh uh...it seems our friend Tzedaka is not the only that changed...anyway, let's just hope they don't mutiny
The voices carried ahead as the companions waited, managerially, in the preparation chamber surrounded by the bodies of dead priests and surgeons....
" Now, Norm. As I was saying.....if the Old Man is carked it then that creates what we could term an 'opportunity for advancement'......as I was remarking earlier.....I believe I have the makings of an excellent sommelier......and yourself? Norm the Sous Chef! Now.....don't be modest.....your Rock Grub bisque is quite the experience, not to mention the sensual tones your Razorfish Risotto has as it greets the palate..."
" Could be, Could be......you've a decent head for thinking, Clem."
" That I do. Now, best faces on. Want to make a good impression...."
Two large Trolls dressed in leather vests and kilts came into view.......
As Herman greets the equally large trollish gentlemen, Enwynn performs a scribe's sleight of hand in swiftly producing a notebook and a stick of willow charcoal wrapped in oak leaves, one end whittled to a fine point.
She writes down both names on a new leaf of her black leather bound tome then asks the hopeful-looking pair "Master Clem and Master Norm? Excellent, delighted to meet you both. Please feel free to ask any questions you may have regarding the new staffing arrangements..."
The elf carefully steps past a fresh puddle of violently rearranged anatomy, smiling pleasantly as she adds "Sorry about the mess, housekeeping are rather busy at the moment. I do hope neither of you will feel put out if we request some further details of your respective cellarly and culinary talents?"
" Quite alright, Ma'am. Transitions can be a difficult period, we here understand.......uh, in regards to such would Ma'am be undertaking a cull of the existing staff? It is traditional...but if I may be forward...somewhat wasteful."
Banzo steps up to stand beside Enwynn in an imposing manner much like a bodyguard would, "State your qualifications first and then your requests for salary and any holidays you may want off!"
After a brief pause, "And be quick about it there are many more interviews and business to be about today!"
Clem looked a little alarmed, " Uh.....well....um, nothing formal you understand though I Norm and I here did work in my Uncle Gristwhistles restaurant in Blacksand on a casual basis.....we was working for the City Guard back then but that don't pay much."
" I've got a gift for wine on account of my enourmous hooter and discerning palate. Or at least I'm told so."
" Salary? Uh, Room and Board and a gold a week was standard previously....whats a holiday?"
Norm remained silent seemingly randomly nodding and gesturing at what may or may not have been the correct junctures.
Herman was to ask the same thing (what's a holiday indeeed?) but, to avoid being considered as dumb as these trolls, he just follows the conversation thinking that, all in all, these trolls are really well playing (if it were just for me, they would have been already cooking)
In the back, a glowing figure floats toward you. It could be Tzedaka, but she wears pure white. Her arms, face, and visible skin are ethereal, with a glow coming from within. She wears no armor and has no weapons. Two almost invisible wings flow behind her. Her hair is glowing white. She looks as if she does not have skin or bones. (A floating corporeal spirit). Any wounds or scares that she had endured are gone. As she enters the room, she does not walk, but seems to float a bit above the ground, yet she does not use her wings. Looking at her a bit closer, she does look like Tzedaka, but is even more beautiful than before, her power emanating. As she draws closer, you feel her presence, giving you a sense of confidence.
She smiles at the group. "I am sorry I am late Mistress of the Mountain and Cheroes." (she winks at Enwynn, to let her know she is ok). "How may I be of service to you?"
The group began to hear voices approaching, loud and arguing but in a somewhat jovial manner....
As Tzedaka made her way back she again needed to hide herself away from the trooping red dyed skeletons as they patrolled.....
(stealth of 10)
"Someone's coming this way, lots of voices, how do you want to handle this?"
Banzo will check with his companions to see if they want to confront whoever it is or not.
"Do you want to avoid them?"
Ennwynn suggests with a wicked gleam in her lime hued eyes "If they're part of the Big Z's organization, they may or may not be pleased to find us here. However, as current management of Firetop's diverse enterprises, perhaps we should inform them of the changes being made by Hireling Resources in terms and conditions?"
The elf draws herself up in an uncharacteristically administrative manner and offers "I'm afraid we'll have to dispense with their services if they consider demon worshipping a non-negotiable workplace practice though. That would be legal grounds for instant termination under current contractual obligations."
She adds quietly "In short, act like we own the place, are inspecting it for non-essential minions to cut from the paylist and see if we can brazen it out?"
Herman looks at the druid with surprise
uh uh...it seems our friend Tzedaka is not the only that changed...anyway, let's just hope they don't mutiny
,
Tzedaka manages to dampen her light enough to not be noticed by the red-hued skeletons though some of the bony countenances do seem to swivel in her direction for a moment as they pass.....
She heads back paying the toll for the Dwarven Graves.....eventually she comes to the golden door.....ahead she hears voices....
The voices carried ahead as the companions waited, managerially, in the preparation chamber surrounded by the bodies of dead priests and surgeons....
" Now, Norm. As I was saying.....if the Old Man is carked it then that creates what we could term an 'opportunity for advancement'......as I was remarking earlier.....I believe I have the makings of an excellent sommelier......and yourself? Norm the Sous Chef! Now.....don't be modest.....your Rock Grub bisque is quite the experience, not to mention the sensual tones your Razorfish Risotto has as it greets the palate..."
" Could be, Could be......you've a decent head for thinking, Clem."
" That I do. Now, best faces on. Want to make a good impression...."
Two large Trolls dressed in leather vests and kilts came into view.......
Herman looks at the fearsome trolls but decides to play it well:
welcome, sir trolls, please welcome the heroes of Chalice (that would be us) and the keep of the mountain, Enwyn of the forest.
I overheard you were talking about cooking?!?
,
Garet and Tannin spot Tzedaka, or at least they think it is her outside of the chamber. Her clothing is indeed white and a sort of light seems to emanate from her. She is clearly trying to not interfere with the trolls.
As Herman greets the equally large trollish gentlemen, Enwynn performs a scribe's sleight of hand in swiftly producing a notebook and a stick of willow charcoal wrapped in oak leaves, one end whittled to a fine point.
She writes down both names on a new leaf of her black leather bound tome then asks the hopeful-looking pair "Master Clem and Master Norm? Excellent, delighted to meet you both. Please feel free to ask any questions you may have regarding the new staffing arrangements..."
The elf carefully steps past a fresh puddle of violently rearranged anatomy, smiling pleasantly as she adds "Sorry about the mess, housekeeping are rather busy at the moment. I do hope neither of you will feel put out if we request some further details of your respective cellarly and culinary talents?"
Tannin watches with a raised scaly eyebrow, with interest.
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Banzo steps up to stand beside Enwynn in an imposing manner much like a bodyguard would, "State your qualifications first and then your requests for salary and any holidays you may want off!"
After a brief pause, "And be quick about it there are many more interviews and business to be about today!"
The two trolls followed his line of sight and bowed to Ennwyn....Norm seemed to hesitate somewhere between a bow and a curtsey...
" That would be Norm here, quite the gourmand....is my dear friend. Humble though...to a fault.", Clem ventured.
" Quite alright, Ma'am. Transitions can be a difficult period, we here understand.......uh, in regards to such would Ma'am be undertaking a cull of the existing staff? It is traditional...but if I may be forward...somewhat wasteful."
Clem looked a little alarmed, " Uh.....well....um, nothing formal you understand though I Norm and I here did work in my Uncle Gristwhistles restaurant in Blacksand on a casual basis.....we was working for the City Guard back then but that don't pay much."
" I've got a gift for wine on account of my enourmous hooter and discerning palate. Or at least I'm told so."
" Salary? Uh, Room and Board and a gold a week was standard previously....whats a holiday?"
Norm remained silent seemingly randomly nodding and gesturing at what may or may not have been the correct junctures.
Herman was to ask the same thing (what's a holiday indeeed?) but, to avoid being considered as dumb as these trolls, he just follows the conversation thinking that, all in all, these trolls are really well playing (if it were just for me, they would have been already cooking)
,
In the back, a glowing figure floats toward you. It could be Tzedaka, but she wears pure white. Her arms, face, and visible skin are ethereal, with a glow coming from within. She wears no armor and has no weapons. Two almost invisible wings flow behind her. Her hair is glowing white. She looks as if she does not have skin or bones. (A floating corporeal spirit). Any wounds or scares that she had endured are gone.
As she enters the room, she does not walk, but seems to float a bit above the ground, yet she does not use her wings.
Looking at her a bit closer, she does look like Tzedaka, but is even more beautiful than before, her power emanating. As she draws closer, you feel her presence, giving you a sense of confidence.
She smiles at the group.
"I am sorry I am late Mistress of the Mountain and Cheroes." (she winks at Enwynn, to let her know she is ok).
"How may I be of service to you?"
Jaws opened , Herma assists in awe (and also a little of mouth watering) and he is just able to say
so...you are indeed an angel?!
,
Tzedaka smiles at Herman, but says nothing at first.
Then she says in a voice, somewhat different from her prior voice when she had a physical body,
"I am what you allow yourself to believe I am Cherman.
I am, Justice, and I am chere for you."
(Tzedaka now has an aura of protection (Like a Paladin). As you move within 10 feet of her, you feel her presence protecting you).
Garet keeping himself to the shadows especially from two former city guards of Lord Azzurs employ, was left starring mouth open at Tzedakas return.
Seeing some of her companions gaping at her, Tzedaka "turns down" her radiant light a bit.
"Yes Gayroot, I am back." She looks at all in the room, including the two newcomers with mild curiosity.
"Now, what chave I missed since I departed?"