[pnpgm] Game Update #63 - File #251 - Gano and Bogan
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HT Aliaver/Player DS Character Name Type Status/Notes Sex
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R1.John Haight.......HY..Arawn.............Druid .Normal/Alfar .. Ma
--.Tobie Bonahoom....YY..Fremea............Sidh....Normal/Faerry.. Fe
R3.Mark Murtha.......HN..Kell..............Trader..Normal/Human....Ma
R1.David Sanders.....HN..Kiet.Sunan........Acrobat Normal/Human ..Ma
R4.J H Hooten........YN..Raban.Usherwood...Bard....Normal/Human....Ma
W4.Wout Broere.......YY..Unali.............Ninja...Normal/Human ..Fe
R1 John.Stowman......YN..Will..............Hunter..Normal/Human....Ma
R4.Alex Koponen......YY..Z'leyra...........Healer..Normal/Human ..Fe
-- Npc...............YY..Etain.............Teacher.Normal/Elf......Ma
Animals: Corona [Eagle] Z'leyra, Squirt (Ferret) Kell, Wolf - Will
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Game Update #62 in sequence (file #251)
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Admin Notes: Wow. Just noticed Etain not in roster. So I added
him to the above.
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[Recap]
From Fremea: [Re: Actions]
After the the vision ends, she quickly looks around with
her senses open. "Arwan, did you happen to see anything...
Etain speaks .....
Fremea just stares at him. Can this really be that he did ...
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She will go after the piece at where ever it is. "Who...
GM: Ack.
From Kiet: [Re: Actions]
Kiet smiles broadly with the anticipation of using his
skills. "Of course I wish to still wish to find this...
GM: Ack.
From Arawn: [Re: Actions]
Arawn studied Fremea, the painting and surrounding ...
When Fremea shared both description and thoughts...
"Has something happened to give you a sense that...
Sent a message to Scott regarding anything possibly seen and
will answer after I hear back on this.
With the slight change in plans and the party in the
process of dividing up...
"I will go where needed, to locate the piece or ...
GM: Ack. Sorry I got your email. But I tend to forget or
get distracted on weekends so rarely get to emails.
I need to get away from that habit. But I tend to have
so much LESS time yet more time on weekends. hard to
explain. On weekdays I might go to bed at 1am and up
at 8:15. So a good 7 hours at least of sleep. Then
I might have 5 hours once home to do stuff. On weekend
I go to bed at 1am but up at 630ish. So might only
have 5 hours sleep on weekends but when I get home I might
have 8 hours of free time. So more time but less brain
power due to sleep. :) Plus I get distracted and forget
to do email. Sorry. But see below for details.
From Kiet: [Re: Actions]
Kiet looks over to the Druid and, without expression,
says "I never found a need for that kind of magic."
"But if we still decide to go after the thief I would ...
GM: Ack.
From Z'leyra: [Re: Actions]
Z'leyra will accede to requests to keep her distance or take
her necklace off to keep other's illusions from being
dispelled. Though if danger threatens she will (keeping
her distance) put it back on.
GM: Ack. So you take it off? Ok. Well its mainly for Kiet
and Fremea's illusions. Since you will go with Raban
you can keep it on till back together. But once in
a group I will assume you take it off unless deemed
otherwise.
From Z'leyra: [Re: Actions]
Z'leyra while standing away from the others interrupts "Uh,...
If any acquiesce she will cast Sending EL0 to briefly say
"Hi" and learn the flavor of how to Send to them later at
longer distances.
GM: Ack. As we chatted about will do Sending to Corona since
you have done this already and send Corona to help Fremea.
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[New Stuff]
[Sepes 29th, 1634TH]
[Location: City of Samma, Donara]
[Time: 12:12am - Samma city, Donara - Tavern]
After the vision ends, she quickly looks around with
her senses open. "Arawan, did you happen to see anything else
magical in here? It seems that something is still attached
to me and can see through my eyes."
Arawn shakes his head that nothing seemed out of the
ordinary aside from the others and their normal magical
aurae. But it is clear to Arawn that Fremea was a bit
disturbed by the vision.
Raban speaks up though to this, "there is a old song
from Teos. I've only heard it second hand. But they
say another painting like this gave visions. It was
linked by a item the person used or touched. It could
be that if the first piece is linked to the painting in
some odd way that the person with that piece can see you
using the painting. But I suspect once you use it then
they can't see you or it. The question is can they see
the vision?"
Etain shakes his head, "I doubt that. If that was the
case and they knew you were going to use the painting
which they did why be in the room with you as in
the house? The thief was waiting and hiding attached
to the ceiling. That implies it was a hasty time to
hide or they knew in advance they needed to see or at
least try to see the vision."
Arawn studied Fremea, the painting and surrounding
area with focus as the faerry evoked the vision from the
painting. When it had passed and the faerry worked to
regain her composure he continued to watch for some time
before turning an eye towards Etain.
"You recognize the mark. What is it... what does it represent?"
he asked the seemingly bewildered elf.
Etain looks at the Alfar, "I explained moments ago
I did not recognize it. I've seen it before yes. I
thought it was a mark. I mean my uncle has a mark on
his ..well...that looks like a goblin face but even
the elves who know magic felt it to be some odd strange
thing. Rather than a cabinet maker they figured he
might've been a good goblin fighter. I was simply
told by the Monarchs to teach her education on things
from politics, history, basic things like that and
of the things they deemed important. In this case
they felt she was destined to be a warrior. A Hand
to the Monarchs if you will. The Monarchs could not
simply leave Avalon. So they would need their external
people to do their dirty work. They implied she would
be special and they had a purpose but they only shared
that with a few...but not me." He looks to Fremea who
shows still doubt in her eyes.
Arawn stares at the body language and essence of Etain.
It seems he is telling the truth but there is still something
missing from his words. Maybe he doesn't even know what
that is. But soon Arawn and Fremea will find the truth
if it means unleashing Kiet to make him feel welcome to
the group.
Fremea quickly goes over the details of her visions in
hopes the details will help the others locate clues to
the building in question. Raban especially listens
and tries to memorize it all.
After explaining the vision, "I thought going after the
thief would be best, now I see we have to get to this hiding
place now. The thief may still have important information,
but unless I can stop whoever is watching my visions, these
pieces are not safe, unless we have them first."
Raban looks to Fremea with concern, "well our best
bet is a contact I have. If I can find him. It would
take hours to find the place by ourselves. A place
like this what..30 square miles? Hours. He has been
around her for some time....So he should have info.
But he is skittish. Why I rather just go with a few
of our friends not the full group."
Fremea nods and that seems acceptable. Plus double
work will speed up things.
Almost as if ignoring the Elf Fremea turns to finally
reply to what Etain said before she explained the
vision.
Fremea just stares at him. Can this really be that he did not
know about her and what she was supposed to be doing? Is it
really possible he didn't know something about her? She just
doesn't shake the feeling something is wrong. Softly to Etain,
"Maybe you are right." She still doesn't trust him.
Etain returns Fremea's stare. She doesn't trust me anymore,
he consider this in his mind. Once a teacher now a student.
Now the student teaches the teacher. He nods and tries to
give a grim yet half way smile. "We can't all be right
or wrong. I've learned that there is a path we all go
on and we make choices. Choices leaves to indecision.
indecision leads to confusion. Confusion leads to chaos.
Only the gods can see the full paths and the winding detours."
When Fremea shared both description and thoughts on the
vision Arawn sat in silence for a bit as he thought over
what had been presented.
"Has something happened to give you a sense that there
is an attachment seeing through your eyes?," he finally
asked. "If there is it may have something to do with your
mark, possibly a link with others who may have the same
mark. If so, perhaps it might be possible for you to see
through their eyes in turn."
Fremea sits back in her chair stunned by this remark.
That would give them a great advantage. But how cold
it work? Do they have time to learn or would it give
the other to track her?
Fremea stands maybe they can try this trick later on. But
for now she has a date with a Thief. The same thief that
has dealt with the slaver who enslaved her own kind. Later
she will have find her own old pal the slaver and see how
he is doing. If Raban wants to find the building then that
will speed things up.
"Who wants to go after the thief still?" Fremea looks to
the group and for the first time a gleam in her eye is seen.
As if anticipation of a revenge or mischief. The same look
that Kiet showed moments ago.
Unali sits back in her chair arms folded on her chest.
The look of revenge is evident. But she hopes this will
not cloud Fremea's mind to finding the pieces. To some
revenge is justified and gives benefits to the soul. But
to others it is empty and daunting. She hopes for Fremea
it will not stain her self image or her soul.
Kiet smiles broadly with the anticipation of using his
special skills. "Of course I wish to still wish to find
this thief. And find out what he knows."
With the slight change in plans and the party in the process
of dividing up... Arawn sees Fremea consider his words on
the reverse vision. But time may be up. He adds to his
view on this. "I will go where needed, to locate the piece or
track the thief," he replied to Fremea. "Though it's likely
the thief can wait unless the other party hunting the An's'alum
wishes to silence him to prevent further knowledge from falling
into our hands."
Raban waves his jeweled gauntleted hand, "I suggest going
to help her. My friend is a bit odd. So less people to make
him annoyed."
Noting the look on Kiet's face a sad grimace appeared
briefly on the druid's face. "But if we still decide to go
after the thief I would prefer subtler, gentler methods to
be tried before escalating the interrogation."
Kiet looks over to the Druid and, without expression, says
"I never found a need for that kind of magic."
Z'leyra while standing away from the others interrupts, "Uh,
just a moment, before you leave. If you want me to be able to
send you messages when we are separated it would be useful if
I could cast a small brief mental message to those of you who
don't mind my learning how to contact you. Others who know
Sending may wish to have some to whom they can Send to when
there is need."
But no one speaks up to this so Z'leyra just decides to use
Corona for contacting the others.
Raban looks to Unali. "Will you join me?"
The warrior looks to Fremea who gives no obvious denial
to the requests and nods. If the Bard needs help it
must not be from combat but from more appealing means.
Etain looks to Fremea. "I wish to join you with the thief.
I may not recall much on the city but I might give some aid."
Fremea is unsure on this request but he has a point. But
then again it is best to have someone she may not trust with
her to watch closely than elsewhere. She nods to the request.
Raban grins, "fine then you four after the thief. Me and
the gals to find the building. Kell and Will I guess you two
can stay and hold the fort down."
The party gets up and starts to leave. Fremea gestures
for Raban. the Giant leans down and Fremea gives the name
of her slaver. Asking if the contact may know of him. Raban
looks sad but nods. He clenches his fists and knows if he
gets a hold of the slaver not much will be left of him.
Raban asks Z'leyra she leave her sword with Will because
his friend is a bit annoyed by sword users. she hesitates
but agrees and leaves her great sword with Will.
Niv had said that Ozon the Thief can be found in Samma. But
he is known as a gambler as well. But he works through a middle
man which most tend to do of his ilk. Bogan the middle man
could be likely found in 3 taverns. But since it is late it
is likely he is not there. But maybe those in the tavern know
of his location.
Raban finds the bar keep still cleaning and asks the old
man. "Do you know where the Drunk Whale is?"
"Whale? No Whales in here. I'm busy!" He turns back. "Do
you mean the big fat guy that is drunk?"
Raban sighs the old man is definitely hard of hearing. He
raises his voice. "No! A T-A-V-E-R-N named the Drunk Whale."
"Oh! Let me think. You can go west 4 blocks then 3 south
then ..no wait..or is that 3 south and 4 west?"
"Never mind pal." Raban waves the group outside. There is
bound to be others who know.
Z'leyra calls Corona and spends a brief time with him. She
asks him to find her and maybe come back to get Will and Kell
if needed. She casts a quick Sending spell upon the eagle.
Down the street a store is still open and Raban asks the
clerk of where places may be. He gets directions for
the Whale. Fremea is given directions on the 3 joints where
Bogan may be commonly found. Then the two groups separate
and move out.
[Time: 12:28am - Samma city, Donara]
Raban places his large arms around the gals. "Now this
is how I like to travel!" He smiles then lowers his arms
so not to get elbowed by them. Then he sighs as he leads
the group down the side streets. At this hour there may only
be 1 maybe 2 people on any major road. The markets are all
dead and dark as well.
"My friend Gano was like me. Well he is a Bard still. He
traveled like we tend to do all around Donara. But one
time in a caravan to Samma he was attacked by bandits.
He was never a brave fighter and tried to defend the
wagons. But they were too many. They killed all but him
and a lady with her teen daughter. The bandits did their
usual thing and sadly assaulted the lady in front of her
daughter. When they moved toward the girl Gano tried to
stop them. They beat him so bad that he lost an eye and
his limbs were all broken. They left him for dead. When
he woke up the lady and girl wee dead. But he was distraught
that the girl was raped regardless. Since then he has not
been the same. From the letters I get he obtained ticks and
other behaviors. He does not like those who use swords ad
will be afraid of those people. He rarely does his Bard duties
these dayss as well."
After some time the sign of the Drunk Whale is seen. Raban
leads the gals inside. The place is virtually empty except
for 3 drinkers at this hour. Raban asks the barkeep, "Is
Issa around?"
The man goes behind the doors to the kitchen and fetches
the gal. The woman quickly runs toward Raban upon seeing
him. "Raban you big bear!" She hugs the giant.
"This is my friends Unali and Z'leyra. This is Issa cousin
to Gano. Is Gano around? We are a bit rushed so sorry if this
is just a quick visit."
"Gano?" She wipes her hands on her apron. "He is around.
But he moved out...after the incident. Look. He is better
but still has issues. I actually got a dancer friend to help
spend time with him. She is helping him out of his shell. But
he is now afraid of birds. He thinks they are laughing at him
and trying to kill him. At least he no longer tries to drink
from horse troughs."
Issa gives direction to his new place a shack a mile or so
away. They hug and Raban promises to get back if he can and
spend time or send more letters.
Meanwhile Fremea heads to the first place where Bogan tends
to be found. It is a gaming hall run by a ship captain. But
the place is shut down. The group finds doors locked and
no one is inside. Maybe due to the hour or closed for
other reasons.
Will and Kell decide to get a room. At least it takes 8
minutes for the bar keep to understand they need a room
rather than a broom.
Fremea leads the group with Corona flying overhead. The
second place is a tavern that he is known to work out of. Seems
Bogan is a figure in dealing with books, numbers, games, women
and sometimes fencing. Gangs, guilds and organizations deal
with him. So it should be somewhat easy to find Bogan.
Back across town the shack is found. Raban is happy to
see a light inside. Raban knocks on the door.
"Go away! I found the fish in that fountain!"
Raban looks at the woman and shakes his head. "It is
Raban Usherwood. You able to see company?"
"Raban? What are you doing here. Is that blue jay out there?"
Raban looks around. "Ahh..no."
The door opens quickly. "Get in here fast before the bird
calls his friends again. What..who.."
"These are friends. Can we come in for a moment? Sorry to
bug you this hour."
"No..I mean..yes..come quickly. I was up doing some reading."
The place is a bit of a mess and smelly. The gals see the
man wearing a patch on his left eye. He walks with a limp
and his left hand looks like he has been used to arthritis for
decades.
"How have you been pal?"
"Me? Better. You are still in the company of nice gals.
You should meet the gal I...err..No. You shouldn't. You
would have her chase you!" Both men laugh knowing that
Raban's looks tend to do that.
For the next 20 minutes both Bards speak over how the
battled bard has been. Seems he is doing 1 job per week
maybe 2. Which was later Raban says an improvement of 1
job per month.
"Gano I'm looking for a place in town." He goes into
details of the place. Gano stands and Unali notices
the man's lower lip twitch as if wanting to speak but
nothing comes out.
"Wine?" Raban shakes his head for the trio. "Well
sounds like the Military Center. Sort of like a veteran
place and recruitment place for new troops. Lots of offices
and meeting rooms. I think a large common area for parties
and balls. If the city needs troops they will be tested
and recruited there. In times of peace like now they take
the day to day affairs of the troops from pay to supplies or
other benefits."
Gano gives directions of the place which is maybe 2 miles
West of the shack.
"Listen its late. You need your beauty sleep."
Both men laugh. It is good for the man to have his sense
of humor still. "I wish you could stay longer."
"I would love to. But I have a friend in need. She
is depending on me."
"Big softy this one." Gano grins a smile with several
missing teeth at Z'leyra. Gano turns back to Raban. "Well
maybe tomorrow?"
"We'll see. Hey...hmm.." Raban reaches into his bag
and pulls out a coin bag. The man was still carrying
his saddle in the bag. "I still owe you from that bet
back in Xian." He gives Gano a handful of gold coins.
"Bet? I don't recall."
"Sure remember. You bet me to sing a ballad without
taking a breath for fresh air. Maybe it was before...you know
and you forgot?"
Gano pockets the coins. "Sure..yeah...ok. Thanks."
As Raban and the girls move quickly toward the Military
Center, Raban feels the eyes of the gals. "Yeah. There
was no bet. I just feel sorry for him."
Back across town with some directions from a wine wagon
driver Etain finds the second place. It is a two story
tavern named the Broken Coin. The top floor must be rooms
which seems to have all but one room without lights. The
one room must have a client inside still active. The first
floor shows windows with maybe 2 dozen patrons inside. They
are gambling, drinking and smoking.
Fremea heads toward the front door. If Bogan is there
time to find him. She is stopped by the door locked.
She growls. She bangs on the door. A tavern with a front
door locked?
Above her head a slide door about the size of her head
slides open to reveal a hand sized window. A man looks
through and out. He sees Etain, Arawn and Kiet. Then
sees Fremea and frowns. "No kids. Private joint. Use
the tavern 2 streets north of here." He shuts the slide
door. Fremea growls and hears noises from inside. Laughter
and boisterous noises of fun.
Etain looks at Fremea. "Should we find the third place?"
[Time: 12:53am - Samma city, Donara]
[Current time for both groups]
Actions? Comments?
Next Update....Friday...
GM: A good place to stop. Next 2 weeks will be hectic as
always. So hopefully will do a update for Friday.
Then X-mas next week we'll see. Sadly still no reply
from Mark/Kell. Means a couple weeks then he turns
Npc. Sad as he was a good active guy. I can only
assume he has moved again. He will be a great loss.
GM: Ok. Looks like we'll split up unless stated otherwise
by Fremea.
To track down Thief - Fremea, Kiet, Arawn, Etain
To find building - Raban, Z'leyra, Unali
To stay at tavern - Will, Kell
Since Will didn't post guess he will stay at tavern.
GM: It was asked about what I meant about Mana. In the
old days I recycled mana at midnight. But my group
of players (table gamers) decided sunrise was best.
I tended to agree as it was more symbolic (new day
gods renewing things, etc.). So mana is Regenerated
at sunrise. So will get the mana regen for your PC
at sunrise.
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