"Well now, this smells great. Omelettes are a favorite! I hope they taste as good as they look! Klause, you should really dig in. You should probably, if it's fine with Aria, order extra, as you look like you may have not had enough to eat last."

(Richie isn't aware of the slight of his ally's not getting his order from last night, but does notice that he seems kind of off, and knows how going for a while without food, or enough, can effect someone).

He looks to Rellia, as he eats, and notices her demeanor, and the healer part of the Cleric wants to make sure she's ok. However, prying in public is a habit he's tried hard to refrain from doing, and having just given his word that he's available if needed, and not prodding, he'll leave it to her if she wishes to pursue her recovery, or other matters.

"Oh, and 6, do you need anything to be able to, um, operate properly?"

I heard what  happened with Aria and Tymm, and his little vow. I wonder if I should encourage that...it's been a long while since I was in a good old food fight...maybe I'll wait until Klause has at least finished his first round, at least...

Tymm sits down to the fine meal, but he doesn’t scarf it down like he did last night. He tries to be a little more dignified (at least his version of dignified) as to not be a spectacle. And he wants to savor it because he doesn’t know when he’ll get another proper meal. As he eats, he contemplates revenge. He wants to get Aria back for the water, and he wants it to be severe enough to dissuade her from further retribution, but not harsh enough to anger her to the point where she no longer wishes to speak to him. This will take some considerable thought…

“Good Morning gentlemen…” Klaes looks at the girls with a slight bow. “And young ladies.” He will mind his manners at all time. He sits down, puts a napkin around his neck, grabs some utensils and eats his breakfast.

*click *click

I am at optimal operating status. Time is running short. We should hurry.

"I hope everyone has been able to eat, and enjoy their meal."

"Tymm, I heard that Aria really got you soaked. It's all in good fun. But I have a question for you: do your people have the concept of a 'food fight?'"

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"I hope everyone has been able to eat, and enjoy their meal."

"Tymm, I heard that Aria really got you soaked. It's all in good fun. But I have a question for you: do your people have the concept of a 'food fight?'"

 “I know the idea. But my people value food too much to waste it for such things. Besides, I’m not interested in creating a mess for the owner to clean. I’ll get the girl back though, don’t you dyoubt!”

(Sorry guys, notifications are not working for me.)

Klaes raises an eyebrow from Richie's mention of 'Food Fight'. It would be a sacrilege to waste food back home, specially perfectly edible food like the ones they are having now. He hears the answer from Tymm, and he keeps his opinion to himself. He realizes that Richie only said what he said in jest.

Klaes finishes his food, cleans his lips with his perfectly folded napkin, and compliments the chef. "Perhaps we should be going."

(I, too, was not receiving notifications, either. I just checked my email, before coming here, and saw the replies. Odd...)

"Well, now, if everyone is done, I think 6 and Klaes have the right idea, and it's time to get moving."

"I believe someone mentioned about transport? And does anyone else feel like someone is watching us?"

(Same. I’ve had to keep checking when I haven’t heard in a while. Maybe something got messed up with all the site maintenance that’s been happening)

6 turns and leads the way out the front. They wait there for the rest to assemble. They scan the street for potential threats.

Perception: 15

(I read on another forum that notices have not been coming through, neither to emails, nor site notifications).

Richie leaves a silver piece for the overall satisfaction of the meals, and the bed...and grateful that he was as far from the blasting (his snoring companion) as possible.

"Now, which of you ladies had mentioned something about transportation?"

(I’m not sure how long this game will endure if we can’t get notifications..)

(Testing to see if the notification problem has been magically fixed.)

 Unbeknownst to 6, while they were in sentinel rest mode, 3 and 4 place an enchanted inhibitor, interfering with 6’s abilities to detect potential threats. Successful, they return to Earl Emberhand.

 As the party make their way out, to join 6, they are all caught by several mages casting Hold Person, Silence, and Force Cage, surrounding all but Tymm. There are a few Barbarians, Fighters, and what are probably some Oath Breaker Paladins. It looks like a small army. The 3 ladies are only restrained.

 A few of the Barbarians grab Tymm, after a mage casts sleep on him, and they take through a portal.

 “Tyyyyymmmmm!” Aria cries, “Where have you taken him? I demand…” her voice drops off, when she sees the Earl Tarth Emberhand.

 “Now, now, your highness. You don’t need to concern yourself with him, any longer. Maybe I’m just being an over protective father, but I can’t have my future daughter-in-law seen as flirting with such lowborn as that.”

 “I’m…sorry, princess,” Rellia, “I saw his banners…we were surrounded, and it seemed hopeless. Not even the star can help us…”

 “Rellia! You knew, and said nothing!” Kerrifeem demands.

 “Kerrifeem! She said we were surrounded. You can fly, but the rest of us don’t have that ability. Even if we did, with this little army, do you think we could have gotten away from all of those mages?”

 “My dearest Aria…”

“Princess, Earl!”

 But he goes on, smiling as one would, at a petulant child, “I wouldn’t dream of hurting you,” he looks at both her companions, and the party, and the malice in his grin could make the grave feel warm, “nor would I intentionally want harm to come to any of your associates. So long as no one attempts to be a roughish hero, everyone will be but minorly inconvenienced. I would be absolutely distressed, if something would cause an associate to die, or otherwise leveled.”

 The horror flashes over her, as she realizes what he proposes. The one would kill the adventurers, and at this point, she’s not sure if he also wouldn’t kill her 2 friends. The other, would rain a devastating fury upon not only them, but a good part of this town, causing the gods know what sort of damages.

 “Now, Aria, we need to discuss setting up an engagement. You need to decide if you would like my daughter Akallia, or Lirzeth.”

Akallia Glasya Tiefling

Lirzeth Levistus Tiefling

 “You lack sons, Earl,” she emphasizes his title,” so you would force a daughter on me? I have no problems with those who want to purse such relationships, but I like men.”

 “Yes, we are the fortuitous ones. But, I see being progressive to offer options. You can adopt, from a more renown bloodline. I also understand that there are some rituals, going through the other plains, to provide children…”

 Aria shudders, having heard stories of women taken by cults, brought before devils, demons, or dark gods, or one of such being’s retainers, with them thoroughly ravishing the women. Many women either don’t survive the encounter, or end their lives shortly afterwards. Others are so horrified by what happens, they become a silent husk, or terrified and ravening madwomen, losing all connection to reality.

 “Come, come, Aria. I can tell from your reaction what you thought. Do not think that I, an Earl, would resort to such…unpleasantries. Why, if after the marriage, what good would it do me, if any of my daughters became unable to rule? Protocol would have the spouse take over, but one would pray that would never be an issue. I’m sure you ladies would be able to adopt heirs of proper breeding.”

 With that, the Force Cage is dropped, and all but 6 have their hands and feet shackled. The enchanted inhibitor, now in the hands of one of the Earl’s sycophants, prevents 6 from being hauled away as nothing more than cargo. The others of the party, now stripped of all items, armor, and weapons, shuffle into individual carts, kept separate. Kerrifeem and Rellia are on their own carriages, while Aria reluctantly, and slowly, enters a carriage with the tiefling women.

 Imprisoned, by overwhelming odds, and being held hostage to make sure neither the princess, nor her allies are assassinated, and without any allies, what fate will befall them?

At the mention of "lowborn", Klaes take offense. "Lowborn, you said? You take that back my good sir!!" As they are shuffled into carts. "Where are you taking us? This must be a mistake!! We are not who you think we are!!"

Klaes turns to the person that's shuffling him. "Hey, look! There is a frog on your head!" (Klaes cast Tasha's Hideous Laughter on the person. WIS save DC13.) (If the person fails, Klaes casts Invisibility on himself.)

As they step away from the doorway 6 sees the motely armed force gathered out front but before they can offer up an alarm a dull buzz causes through their body. The small charge causes 6 to become a bit disorientation as the relays that they use to control their appendages become overloaded with impulses making it impossible for 6 to take any other action. Left with only their sensory perception, 6 can only observe as the Earl lays out his plans and intention. 

6 is unceremoniously loaded into a cart and transported to their prision.

The ride is bumpy and jarring. Everytime 6 tries to activate one of their components an odd buzzing occurs inside their head and they forget what they were attempting to do. 

Upon arrival at the keep, 6 is unceremoniously dumped in a pile next to the livery for further examination at a later date. 

The spell Klaes casts is against a Blackguard, a sort of "dark paladin," not exactly like the perhaps more infamous Oath Breaker, but a threat nonetheless. 3

Seeing that his spell didn't do anything on his assailant. "I will show myself the way, thank you very much my good man." He boards the carriage on his own accord.