[pnpgm] Game Update #95 - File #377 - Redemptino is here
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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 #95 in sequence (file #377)
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[Recap]
From Z'leyra: [Re: Actions]
Seeing the crowd around Bogan's place Z'leyra decides to join
the crowd and see what the gossip is. "What's happening? ...
GM: Ack.
From Kiet: [Re: Actions]
Kiet curses under his breath as he sees the city guards already
at the house. It means the odds of getting anything valuable
out of there is effectively zero. He turns to Z'leyra and says
"Well, so...
GM: Ack.
From Fremea: [Re: Actions]
The man will not survive, but not for her killing him ...
"I don't know why you are saddened, but I can tell it ...
GM: Ack.
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[New Stuff]
[Sepes 29th, 1634TH]
[Location: City of Samma, Donara]
[Fremea/Raban group]
[Time: 8:33:10 am - Samma city, Donara]
Fremea is happy with the answer the man gives her. She
asks Raban to checks the street so they can descend. Raban
moves to the south edge and looks down at the alley. With
dagger still in hand, Fremea looks at the man. Then she
drops her bag to the ground and kneels staring at the man.
To consider her next move with this man, this ally who was
so brutal and likely to others.
Raban glances back wondering what she will do as well. Her
back is to him and can't read her body language that well. He
turns back to the alley.
The man stares at Fremea with some confusion. Why does she
keep twirling that dagger. Hiding it from view. Then showing
as if torn between using it or not. He starts to regain
his anger at this creature and to speak when she moves close
to him and drawing her blade against the man's bare cheek
and smiles. The dagger digs a groove down his cheek like
a tear stain. Then she moves the dagger to his neck. She
runs the dagger along his neck as if teasing. Then quickly
moves the dagger to his hands. Without looking she stares
at his eyes.
The man grunts as he realizes she just cut his finger! He
does not yell out in pain just grunts. Fremea doesn't even
show a response and moves the dagger to his ropes and considers
to loosen them.
"It is clear." Raban stands behind Fremea just in time it
seems.
Raban hauls the man up and leaps down with Fremea using
her own wings. She quickly places her dress on and then
swipes the dagger at his hands to cut the rope.
Relived the man gets his course back. "You won't get
away with this. He probably knows where your family is
and will enslave them all. But not before he takes the
so called females-"
The man falls to the ground on his side. Fremea looks
over at Raban.
"Sorry. My hand slipped right on his head." Raban tries
to do a faint smile but it seems forced.
Fremea shrugs and leaves the man's ankles tied since he
can finish up own his own. She places the dagger in her
belt beneath her dress and moves away.
Raban sighs with relief and hurries up after her. Maybe
she is finally learning some control from Arawn.
[Time: 8:36:21 am - Samma city, Donara]
Fremea notices Raban slow a little as they walk and glances
way up to see the sadness cross his face. Motioning to him to
stop out of the way of extra people, she climbs up on his
shoulder to talk him. "I don't know why you are saddened, but I
can tell it has something to do with what just happened. You
want me to get my justice, but are afraid you may be hurting
innocents or taking out rage on those who do not deserve it. I
really need you to listen to me, and not because of my mark,
that man back there and the others we are going after have hurt
countless children, including their own, and destroyed many men
and women, even human, for their own profit. They do not care
even for their own men that follow them, they would kill one of
them for any misstep. I have seen this with my own eyes. That
one back there, may not have touched me directly, but I know he
hurt many women that had not choice in the matter. He does not
deserve any sympathy or care for what just happened."
She stares into his eyes to see if he understands in the
depths of his own being.
Raban nods and smiles. He reaches up and pulls Fremea
around to his front then repositions a child with his dad.
Cradling her then with his free hand tickles her arm pit's
Fremea gives a irrational jump of surprise and glee at the
sudden impulse. Then Raban almost drops her but places
her feet down on the ground and steps back as if shocked.
"Sorry! I've seen others do that with kids. I..I..your
not a kid..I'm sorry!"
Fremea smiles knowing it was no harm. In fact she has
seen other kids do it to other kids. She always wondered
how it would've felt.
[Time: 9:03:28 am - Samma city, Donara]
Fremea studies the bar with all the people in it. She knows
that Raban could take out everyone here without much of a sweat,
but also knows that would not do well for his well being. She
will not put him through that with what he is feeling right now.
"Raban, that waitress needs some of your special healing. I
know you see it too. I also can tell that if you get her
attention Grosis will be very upset. He might even send his
bodyguards over to stop you. How do you feel about what might
happen? It could help to get the ones that have no part in this
out of here. And then I can sneak over to Grosis and reintroduce
myself to him, only I will have an advantage. Or do you have any
ideas?"
Raban smiles at her and motions for her to take a wall away
from most of the view. He straightens his collar and makes
sure his jeweled gauntlets are shiny. Then moves toward
the bar to the one that might be Camille.
Raban figures Camile would not be a bar wench but either
the one behind the bar or not here. Reaching the bar he
asks for a ale. The female looks up and then is startled a
bit at his large frame and then smiles at his well chiseled
good looks.
"Hi."
Raban takes a sip of the ale. Then smiles back. "This
place is nice. Yours?"
The female nods. "I'm Camile. " She offers a hand to
him and he shakes it with a bit longer grasp than normal.
He leans forward and begins to speak in low tones. "You
are too pretty to be sloshing drinks."
Camile blushes and wipes a empty glass with her rag "It
keeps me busy."
"Come now. This fine day a good walk will refresh
your soul."
"I can't possibly leave-"
"Not even for a half hour? The doves at the park near
here are doing this mating dance-flight that is amazing
to see. I'm sure you know well about mating habits."
Camile blushes again and turns to the other side to consider
and to play hard to reach.
Fremea can't hear every word but the man is a smooth one.
She stares at Grosis. The man was eating something and then
watches as Raban begins talking to Camile. She notices even
in this light the man's face redden. He leans to his man and
whispers to him.
"The doves might fly away before the find food. Shall a
poor bard like me go alone?"
"You're a bard?" She turns around intrigued.
Raban nods. "I single and dance if you can call a person
my size dancing."
They begin to whisper and then the body guard near Grosis
stands up and moves to the bar with some hesitation. Fremea
can tell the man is not happy. Not being paid enough to handle
a giant on his own. He pats his friend at the other table to
join if needed. Fremea was right the other man is a bodyguard
as well.
"Mister these bar stools will not hold you. There is a fine
table over there."
Raban turns to the man annoyed. "I'm happy standing here
with this fine woman."
The man glares at Camile and Camile glances at Grosis.
This is the time of truth. If the gal is tied to him
she will not act but if more independent and not close then
she will -
"Go away Malik." Camile waves him away.
The man glares at her. "I think it is a time for a break
why not join us?"
Camile is now annoyed Grosis will not even do his own
dirty work. "No thanks. But it is time for a break. I
think I'll take a short walk." She places the rag on
the bar and calls for the bar wench. She whispers to
her and the other giggles at the looks of Raban.
Camile comes around the bar and heads for the door.
Raban gulps his ale down and moves after her. All the
while Raban smiles at Fremea.
They reach the door and leaves the bar. Fremea watches
Grosis quietly yelling at his bodyguard. Fremea smiles.
If they can get him to chase the two and then on a more
deserted street.
Grosis stands and doesn't even drop coins as a tip.
He moves forward but the bar wench stops him and demands
a tip. This allows Fremea time to leave herself. The
man doesn't even seem to know her.
Now it is three on one. Raban glances and sees Fremea
following and smiles. Turning around he feels Camile
place her arm around his.
A minute later Grosis exits and sees Raban and Camile
moving fast. As if Raban is running but with his large
legs in a way he almost is. Raban doesn't know where he
is leading Camile but hopefully a secluded spot.
Fremea doesn't know how to stall Grosis to give the two
time to flee the area. Then she sees a horse tied up
in front of the bar. She moves there knowing the trio will
ignore her. She begins to pat the horse and untie her. She
uses her horse language skills to tell the horse the man
is a bad one. He beats women and horses. Could she attack
the trio and leave before they can harm her. The horses
agrees.
The horse moves behind the men and the body guard
notices this. The horse grunts and begins to shove the
first bodyguard. "Fool horse go away!" But the horse
then stands on her back legs and shows a sample trample
attack.
This causes the cowardly Grosis to run away with the
other two men. Fremea smiles as the horse gives chase.
About 30 seconds later the horse finds the men and begins
a more serious trample attack. She begins to hit the first
bodyguard and knocks him to the ground. The other guard
draws his sword and swipes it but the horse is agile.
The horse didn't ask which man so considers the man on
the ground to be the bad man. She begins to trample
the man and breaks three of his ribs. Then the other
guard begins to move forward and thrust his sword but
the horse quickly turns and trots away.
Grosis yells at the horse. "Stupid animal!" Then
sees his man down and not likely moving for some time. He
motions for the other to follow. "Come on leave him for
now."
Fremea smiles now two to one. She watches as the two
try to find where Raban went. She quietly moves over toward
the injured man. Playing the small girl she fakes concern.
She kneels at the man looks worried. "Go get help brat."
He says with disgust at his boss leaving him.
Kneeling down she reaches for her belt under her dress
and shows him the dagger. His eyes grow wide and shows
confusion. "Hey kid. Just a healer okay?"
Fremea drops her bag and places the dagger inside the
bag as if to pull out supplies. She could let him go
maybe he is just a innocent hired man. But likely not.
She pulls the dagger out and traces one his bloody
wounds on his ribs. It draws a bit of more blood.
"Useless brat!" He kicks outward toward her and she
stands and places her dagger in her belt and moves away.
[Time: 9:10:11 am - Samma city, Donara]
Raban does his job and leads the woman to a small park
the size of a 300 by 300. It has a very small pond that
is only more a wading pond of 50 by 50 feet. The others
follow behind and soon about a minute later Grosis picks
up his trail.
Indeed this is a more deserted part of town. Fremea has
only seen one other couple moving away from the park with
a food basket as if done with breakfast. She goes to
the bushes and removes her dress. Since this is a light
area of trees she moves toward the park flying fast and
away from the light foot trail.
Now ahead of the guard and Grosis she waits for them
to pass. She can hear them as the slug is grumbling about
women. Good the guard is behind him. Actually not a good
place a guard should be along side his charge. But the
guy is clearly annoyed. The guard is about 2 feet behind
the slug and it seems he still has his sword and dagger
in belt. For the slug it seems he only has a dagger and
is clearly distracted.
[Time: 9:11:00 am - Samma city, Donara]
[Kell/Unali's group]
[Time: 9:25:12 am - Samma city, Donara]
Twenty minutes or so later Kell returns after taking
the wagon back. He enters the bar cautiously after
letting Unali know it is him.
He sees Mavac is still unconscious. He wonders what
she did all this time. The trader moves to where she
is and sits besides her. He isn't sure if she can
interrogate but he knows he is not a big one to do so.
"So I hear you went to the Palace in Maren city?"
He smiles knowing that they will have to stall until
the others can get here. Etain knows where they are
so should be fine. Maybe Unali will ask him questions
when he wakes up. Maybe she'll be as quiet as Will
tends to be.
[Time: 9:27:54 am - Samma city, Donara]
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[Kiet/Z'leyra/Etain's group]
[Time: 8:40:21 am - Samma city, Donara]
Kiet and Z'leyra stand down the street watching the
crowd. Etain did warn this could happen and said the
thief's place might be less crowded since the city does
not likely know of him. Bogan is more public so it
is easy to understand why they are here.
Kiet curses under his breath as he sees the city guards
already at the house. It means the odds of getting anything
valuable out of there is effectively zero. He turns to Z'leyra
and says, "well, so much for that idea. It was too good to be
true. Why don't we head back to the inn, unless you want to
look around town a bit?"
"I wouldn't mind looking for a mineral shop. I would love to
find some Smarag, White Flint, or Heliotropius. Heck, lodestone,
or Hyacinthus, dinothera, or bloodstone would work, if it could
be enhanced. And if we happened to run across some quicksilver
or antimony, that would be excellent."
"I'll even tell you a little secret. Back at my home island,
what was really sought after were great pearls! Deep magic in
pearls. It's said that the wearer of a Great Pearl would live
forever. Think how much magic one could learn in many lifetimes,
or how powerful your spells could become."
Z'leyra smiles and turns back to the crowd. She has been
here already. Been in his place learning the new spells and
how to enhance things. But this is not the current mission.
For now at least. She quietly moves toward Bogan's house.
Leaving Kiet alone. Clearly she wants to do some more
overt investigation. She arrives and the guard seems to
ignore her.
Seeing the crowd around Bogan's place Z'leyra decides to join
the crowd and see what the gossip is. "What's happening? What is
going on?"
Z'leyra can see a officer of some kind talking to the
a woman while the other guard is standing at the front
gate as if stopping others.
Another woman in the crowd answers Z'leyra. "It seems
the Bogan fellow died last night."
Another voice, "seems he burnt up in his bar place."
"Good for him!" A elderly woman says. "He deserves
it selling those drugs and gambling!"
A man in his 30s perks up, "he didn't sell drugs
it was herbal medicine. They worked well!"
A lady besides the man glares at him. "What? We
will have a talk on this later." Z'leyra nods figuring
they are married. She tries to listen to the guard.
"...so he lives alone but no idea of family?"
"No. He had a woman servant and I helped at times to
clean the house but only on needed times like a party."
"Where is the servant now?"
"Day off but I can give you info on how to find her."
The two continue talking and Z'leyra hears another
elderly lady say, "the guy had girls like 12 or 13 with
him at times at night. He doesn't even have kids! The
demented man."
Z'leyra turns back to the guard and woman. The guard
nods and closes his writing pad. "We'll make sure
the place is secure. Until our investigation is done you
shouldn't come back. You can contact us at the Night
Hawk street garrison to find out when its good to come back.
We'll lock up and leave. Others may return later today
or tomorrow to do some investigations."
"What for?" The woman ex-servant asks.
"Some illegal activities. We'll have to get a judge
to figure out what to do with this place." The guard
turns to the one at the gate. "Fetch Olik and secure
the doors. Then Olik will stay here at that gate and
wait to be relieved. Do not let anyone to pass or
enter the house." The officer turns to the crowd. "Nothing
to see here. Move on. Disperse. Thank you."
Z'leyra begins to move back toward Kiet down the street.
So it will just be one single guard at the gate which
is a bit of distance away form the house. The place
has a small waist height fence so any fool knows that a
gate guard is little defense.
[Time: 8:52:21 am - Samma city, Donara]
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[Arawn/Will's group]
[Time: 8:05:03 am - Samma city, Donara - Lotus Shop]
Before leaving Arawn will take a look over any stock, keeping
an eye out for rare and interesting finds that might be available
for purchase. Once done he then turned to the woman.
"I'm truly interested in locating such a plant before the next
full moon. If you happen to hear rumor through a reliable agent
on this I would happily pay for the information, generously if
it should prove true. Is you offer such a service I am willing
to work on a contract or, at the least, leave a small deposit."
The lady nods but is dismissive. "Well to be honest. It is
not in major demand. I mean I've not heard anyone even
ask about it since we started this store 12 years ago. But
I will see what we can see. How would I find or contact you?"
[Time: 8:29:16 am - Samma city, Donara - Library]
Arawn offers the librarian a full silver piece for the
scribe's service, well above the few copper coins mentioned.
He'll ask that the book be delivered to the inn that he's
staying at.
She takes the coin with eyes open wide knowing this must
be a very rich person. "Well I'll send for him right away
if he is not busy. But this many pages? I said what 10
hours? He'll need a lunch break. But I suspect for a wage
like this he'll skip it. But 7 or 8 tonight at most? Maybe
even a bit earlier. I best go find a person to fetch him."
She moves away moving quickly. Wondering how much she will
actually pay the boy and take some for her or the library.
[Time: 9:12:10 am - Samma city, Donara - Tavern]
With Z'leyra and Kiet off to inspect Bogan's place, Arawn
decided to settle in for a brief bit. He would continue his
hunt for the herb before the day was done but decided to look
over the scrolls himself, in particular the ones that had yet
to be perused. He kept his thoughts to himself regarding the
pair leaving Etain alone with the scrolls, the Alfar believing
that while the Elf might hold some generally good intentions
he was also still holding information back which could prove
a concern further down the road.
"Most of the scrolls were boring...,," Arawn echoed. "So,
anything at all of possible interest beyond Bogan's address?
He then offered to look over the scrolls while Etain rested,
focusing on the business ones first.
"I heard you encountered Jordi earlier. By any chance do you
know where I can locate him?"
Etain raises up from his pillow and looks at Arawn. "Jordi?
Just in passing. But to be honest when non humans are in town
words do tend to get spread. I learned while playing bar
drunk that he was in talks...private talks of some kind. He
operates out of a tavern that is more friendly to our kind. "
He rubs his eyes and tries to recall the name. He isn't sure
the name but it was like Brown Rat or Brown Rouse or something.
He does give some general directions and advises that Arawn
can ask for help once gets closer.
"If you're done resting perhaps we can see to having you
properly equipped for the nights and days ahead," Arawn
offered.
Etian looks up again. "I appreciate that. But I will wait
to see if Fremea wants me along. I may be more a burden
than an asset."
Arawn leaves to read the scrolls downstairs. Etain had
already divided them up so picks the side not looked at. It
is mostly very boring business stuff. Kell might have fun
reading it but it is more fun to watch a bug die in drying
paint. Arawn continues to read and listen to others around
him.
[Time: 10:10:33 am - Samma city, Donara]
After an hour looking at the scrolls Arawn heads out to
find Jordi.
---Ending Time---
[Current time for each group]
[Time: 9:11:00 am - Samma city, Donara] - Fremea/Raban
[Time: 9:27:54 am - Samma city, Donara] - Kell/Unali
[Time: 8:52:21 am - Samma city, Donara] - Kiet/Z'leyra
[Time: 10:10:33 am - Samma city, Donara] - Arawn/Will
Actions? Comments?
Next Update...Monday...
GM: A good place to stop. Last minute posts came in Monday
so delayed getting update out. Just a reminder I work on
updates starting at 6:30 pm EST on Monday. Though if I get
enough posts I start a bit on it Saturday if motivated but
optional (usually around 5pm EST). For Friday's update I
try to get stuff done on Thursday night but with things
going on that night I tend to need to do it early like
Wednesday around 2-8pm EST in that range. It is my day
off so I can work then. Thursday is bad since might only
have an hour to work on it.
* Arawn -
As to ritual details the book was very basic. It
might be correct but since it is not tested over
and over it is unclear. As to how long again since
it is a super rare item there is no detail on how
long it takes. Hope I covered everything in both
emails. May have to slow down your timeline since
you are an 45 min - over an hour ahead of the others.
We shall see.
* Kiet/Z'leyra - What now? If need a map or such let
me know.
* Unali - I can leave things open since you are busy
but if you want to question the Slaver Mavac then
it is fine.
* Fremea - Took a bit of liberty hope it speeds things
up but now you have some chance to make your own
decision. Let me know on details like if kill or
knock out. Can include as much dialogue as you need.
GM: Tasks to do -
* Find mysterious Mage - Upcoming updates
* Sell loot if possible Upcoming Updates
GM: Teams -
Find Fremea's slaver - Fremea, Raban
Town slavers - Kell, Unali
Find Moon Gort - Arawn, Will
Bogan scrolls - Kiet, Z'leyra, Etain
GM: Treasure
Removing the gems for now for later use. So for
coins we have a total of 293,700 BB. I'll use
that as a easy way to divide it up. We can just
assume time could be taken to exchange it to all
BB if need be but not for role playing
293700 / 9 characters - 32633 leaving 3 BB. We'll
just toss those 3 BB as a tip. :)
I will add this amount to each character assuming
the below.
Arawn - 100% to Girls
Etain - 100% to Girls
Raban - 100% to Girls
Kell - 50% to Girls, Takes 16 Gold
Kiet Takes share or 1/3rd or 1/4th
Everyone else got full shares not listed. Kiet? Not
sure how much of this to keep. 1/3rd or 1/4th r full
share? If still need to hold off I can place it in
holding and not add it fully to your sheet. Let me know.
That is a good amount of coins for the ex-sex slaves
of the girls at the farm.
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