[pnpgm] Game Update #72 - File #276 - Fremea has some fun
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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 #72 in sequence (file #276)
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[Recap]
From Unali: [Re: Actions]
Unali to Jordi: "Thanks Jordi. I guess you should ...
GM: Ack.
From Fremea: [Re: Actions]
Fremea considers her options:
Leave him paralyzed and get ambiguous answers, unless it
is a count or yes/no, tie him up and unparalyze him, risking
him yelling out, but possibly getting better answers, or just
use her 'persuasion' and make him a slave to her.
She sizes him, reading his mana to get to if he has any
protection against her magic. If not, she is going to have
some fun.
GM: Ack.
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[New Stuff]
[Sepes 29th, 1634TH]
[Location: City of Samma, Donara]
[Time: 1:24:40 am - Samma city, Donara - North side]
Unali silently moves back to the alley with the group.
She doesn't startle anyone even Jordi who seems to know
she can be as silent as a ghost. Unali hears Jordi's
question on joining.
Unali speaks to Jordi, "Thanks Jordi. I guess you should
speak with Fremea to see if she can accept your help, but for
now... You have been in this part of the world slightly longer
than we have. we are looking for a place in town. Maybe you
have a clue. " She describes the military center.
Jordi stands and kicks the dead Climan just for sport as
he speaks. "Sure. I know the place. This way."
The Elf Diplomat leads the group. Raban watches Z'leyra
wince in pain as the heat blisters must now be swelling.
The blood things that show up in blood from burns must
also be raging. He is unsure why she hasn't healed or
treated herself.
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[Time: 1:21:45 am - Samma city, Donara - Gaming Hall]
Fremea considers her options. Surely a man like this
has men that will look for him. But that may still leave
her a few minutes. Bogan for his part is blinking and
darting his eyes back and forth in what either is confusion
or utter anger. But Fremea cares little of his comfort.
Downstairs Kiet shifts in his seat waiting. It has only
been a couple minutes maybe three. But with no windows
and only one way out guarded by goons this leaves him
a few simple options.
Outside Ozon considers the strange man's question and
looks to Irza. "This is highly irregular. I deal with
Bogan and others as my point of contact. I will have to
reconsider my relationship with Bogan if you learned of
my ....presence."
Fremea senses nothing from Bogan in terms of magic. In
face his mana presence is low. Maybe due to his lifestyle
or just age. But it is clear the man is on the way out
with his mana and energy peak.
Fremea sits on the floor and eyes Bogan. She positions
her clothing a bit and then begins to speak a few magical
words. Fremea then waits a few moments and hopes the spell
has taken affect. To test it she eyes the man and tells
him to wet himself. Looking down she can hear the tell tale
sign of that being done. She tells him not to speak. Then
grabbing her bag she finds a flask and dips a few drops in
a empty flask. Pouring some water she pushes the anti-dote
down the man's throat.
Closing the flask and placing it back in her bag she tells
the man to slap his head with his right hand. For some
long seconds nothing happens then the man seems to improve
and begins to slap himself. At least the man is not a mage
or she might have had some more fun.
Fremea asks, "Where is Ozon, right now?"
Bogan's lip curl in a snarl that his subconscious regrets.
"Probably the Drowned Puppy or the Crimson blade this time
of night. He likes his private exclusive games."
Fremea adds another question, "How many children do you
enslave or push into prostitution?"
"Three. Just sold one last week."
Fremea's anger boils and she grips her dagger so tight her
fingers turn white. She asks where the others are.
"Irza is next door she's the best. Tamara just turned 12
and is in her cage next door. Jolis is 14 is downstairs
tending the roulette table for now."
Fremea tells Bogan to use his finger nails and claw his
face until blood is seen. The man does this.
Fremea asks another question, "Where do I find the Faerry
slaver?"
"Slaver? There are several. His place is a large home on
Crow Lane. Can't miss it the one with the gaudy nude statue
out front."
Fremea stares and knows time is running out. As she considers
her next question she checks Bogan. She finds a set of keys
and some coin bags. She pockets the bags. One key looks
odd and asks about it. He explains it is for a cage. Curious
she swipes the key.
Downstairs the first guard looks to the other, "Bogan is taking
his time."
"Maybe getting some head way with Irza?" Both men laugh.
The Fomorian becomes serious. "With this stranger maybe
his missing friends are involved? Go check. I'll keep
this one here for now." He draws his sword but continues
to stand behind Kiet.
The first guard nods and leaves the office.
Upstairs Fremea asks another question, "Where is your stash
of wealth and what traps need to be disabled.?"
Bogan growls as his subconscious will tries to scream at
this injustice. But he answers quickly. "My office. Under
the desk. Floor safe under small rug. No traps. No one
would dare steal from me. My other goods I store in a warehouse
down the street by the Blue Berry Warehouse. No Traps but
guarded."
She considers just gutting the man and showing him his own
heart. But tells him to go get all his wealth and then give
them to Kiet the man downstairs. Then return to the drug
storage and burn it but do not leave the storage room.
As the fence stands a puddle is seen. Fremea giggles but
then she hears movement outside.
She stops Bogan and tells him to get the routlette girl to
go with Kiet as well. Bogan nods. Leaving the room she
hears Bogan speak to someone though Bogan does not seem to
speak just listen. "Sir. Stop. What is..."
Fremea uses this distraction to get behind the guard and
gut him in the knees. The man falls flat and begins to
roll over to speak but she steps on his chest and his breath
leaves him as Bogan continues toward the stairs. Fremea then
slices the guard's throat. Not even stopping to find out if
he dies she moves toward the other rooms to find this caged
girl.
Outside Ozon finally decides. "My time is valuable. But
you must understand. I do not deal with your kind. Nothing
personal. If others know I deal with non humans my reputation
would be ruined."
Arawn wonders how the man figured this out. But the man has
to be a very observant one in his job. "Bring this person here
so as not to ...be seen. I will be across the street inside
that store."
Arawn watches as Ozon escorts Irza to a closed and dark
furniture store. Inside the store? Course a thief could
get in fast. But little time to react as the thief could
lay a trap? But he is only one man.
Upstairs Fremea checks three rooms. The second one a man
is being serviced by a mid-30ish girl. The man yells at
her but Fremea ignores it. Both can burn for all she cares.
On the third room she finds a dark room with indeed a cage
besides a bed. Inside a gagged girl is sitting in a simple
dress.
Downstairs Bogan enters the office and moves past the guard.
He moves toward the desk. Kiet notices nothing in his hands
but does notice his face is bloody. This is when the guard
sees this as well.
"Sir what happened?"
Bogan kneels behind the desk. Curious this is something
new. But he isn't sure on what. The guard slowly inch
by inch moves toward the desk. If the guard finds Kiet to
be a threat then things will go fast.
Outside Arawn sees Ozon open the store door quickly not
even in three seconds. The thief is skilled. The thief
closes the door from the cold.
Arawn does a quick sending spell to Fremea. A communicate
spell has little range. She reaches out for Fremea and
tells her that the thief is outside.
Inside the office the guard is now a few feet from the
desk and Kiet. "This is not good sir. I will get a healer."
Then he realizes that Bogan may be in danger. He turns to
Kiet and raises his sword.
Kiet did not want to kill the guard. There would be
screams and that could cause problems. Kiet considers
just running for it. But the Fomorian could slice him
in two before then.
Upstairs Fremea keys the lock with the cage lock and
frees the girl. The girl is definitely frightened and
from signs of the abuse not fed well. Fremea spends some
time to coax the girl out but the girl is just too timid.
Kiet decides that leaving is best. He stands but that
is when the guard lunges. Kiet side steps and pushes the
other chair in front of the desk toward the man forcing
him to trip slightly. Kiet moves toward the door but the
man regains his footing and charges. Kiet raises pinky
ring and concentrates unleashing a spell. The smokeless
flame hits the guard and he erupts in flame. The man doesn't
even have time to yell as he is dead before he realizes it.
Arawn considers his options the window is free maybe he
can get there to help get to find Fremea?
Inside the dark room Fremea convinces the girl out with
her smooth voice. She adjusts her headband so as to be
a normal girl herself - not a Faerry anymore. She tells
the girl it is all right.
Bogan hauls the bags of stuff from his safe and places
on the desk. He then takes his keys off and removes a very
expensive ring and hands it to Kiet.
"Leave. The young girl at the second table take her."
With that Bogan heads back out. In the main room others
are starting to see Bogan's face. Kiet confused decides
luck is here. He shrugs and leaves the office holding the
bags under his arms. He moves toward the roulette table
as the bouncer glares at him.
Climbing upstairs Bogan is chased by the barkeep who
demands to know what is going on. This is the same time
Fremea and the girl enter the hallway. The barkeep sees
the two girls. Fremea excuses herself and runs toward
the barkeep. She does a quick kick to his chest ending
the older man to the wall. She kicks him in the face knocking
him out. Knowing that Bogan is about to set this place on
fire she moves back toward the girl fast.
Fremea moves toward Irza's room and toward the window.
She grabs the girl and jumps.
Inside the storage room Bogan removes a lantern and slams
it to the floor. The carpet goes blazing as the oil rushes
in several puddles. Bogan stares at the drug shelves as
if about to lose his life work and no way to get out of it.
Fremea lands with the girl. The girl yelps in at first
from fear then joy. "Again! That was fun!"
Arawn sees Fremea and quickly moves over to them. He
points to a shop across the street that is still dark.
Inside the girl begins to argue with Kiet. She begins
to get louder when Kiet shows her the very expensive
ruby ring. "Bogan's?" The girl looks at the ring. Kiet
just nods. The girl places the dice on the table and
figures Kiet is a new client for the night.
Kiet decides the back door is closer and moves toward
that way. The gatekeeper notices then but starts to move
when he figures his job is to keep folks from getting
in not outside. He shrugs and knows his shift is almost
over. Too bad he doesn't know his shift is over for good.
Kiet opens the back door to see a startled Etain jump
back. As he looks at Etain he is curious why Bogan
had wet pants?
[Time: 1:26:02 am - Samma city, Donara]
Actions? Comments?
Next Update....Monday...
GM: A good place to stop for now. Was a fun update.
Did not update maps as they may go away depending
on what happens next.
GM: Need to do work for spells cast later no time now.
GM: Groups -
To track down Thief - Fremea, Kiet, Arawn, Etain, Corona
To find building - Raban, Z'leyra, Unali
To stay at tavern - Will, Kell
[Gaming Hall]
Scale = 1 Row = 20 feet /I\
1 Column = 2 feet North
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[Facing - Standing]
F = Fremea Second floor
O = Ozon Thief [A45] Facing Arawn, Irza is neat to him.
C = Corona Roof
K = Kiet [L30] Sitting in chair in office
A = Arawn [D45] Facing Back door
E = Etain [E46] Facing Back door
B = Bogan Second floor
G = Gatekeeper [V18] Facing Kiet
F = Gal Dealers [W43] Facing West
F = Gal Dealers [V47] Facing West
G = Goon? [P29] Facing north
G = Goon? [P31] Facing north
T = Bartender [U14] Facing Kiet
P = Patron [V45] Facing Dealer
[V41] Facing Dealer [W41] Facing Dealer
[J15] Sitting North [Z22] Sitting South
[X20] Sitting North [X23] Sitting North
[R36] Sitting East [R38] Sitting West
[G18] Sitting South
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\__/ \__/ \__/ \__/ \__/ \__/ \__/ \_A/ \__/ \D Back Door E45
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Bogan's Office
------- 1 Column = 5 feet K - Kiet
I * @I 1 Row = 5 feet G - Guard
I ### I ## = Desk
I * K I * = Chair
I [I [ = Couch
I_G/G[I @ = Cabinet
Raban's group map
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Shop? ] Street [ Tailors I
_______] /I\ [_________I
Street Street Alley I
________ I __________I
Ship? ] \I/ [ Silver I
] Street [ Smith I
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