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Post by Bunny Commando on Nov 1, 2021 9:53:54 GMT -8
Henry - HP: 36\36 - Conditions: None - Active Effects: None
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Afternoon Henry is quite offended by the "no kenders" policy of many a shop here in Solanthus, the blatant discrimination irking the squire on a personal level; he stops short of arguing with the shopkeepers mostly to avoid making the afternoon less enjoyable for Chantilly who surprisingly doesn't seem to be bothered by it.
Evening The squire listens to what sir Frume's asking the party to do, a bit sullen for the whole cloak & dagger stuff that the two men have in mind for them. He sighs and lowers his gaze to the signet ring on his index finger, a pained grimace when he slowly takes it off; the squire starts shaking his head "Why the death of so many people is still not enough to act?" Henry asks with a sense of righteous anger, clenching his fist with so much strength that rings leaves a deep red mark of his palm "I just hope you're right, sir Frume. I already tried to hide my identity - didn't end well."
Henry then turns to Chantilly, opening his hand and offering her the ring "If they find this ring on me, they'll know who I am. I know it is a lot to ask, but would you take care of my ring until it's safe for me to wear it again?" the squire speaks with a solemn voice, like he's asking the half-kender to carry a heavy burden "You have proven yourself a cunning and resourceful ally, Chantilly. And a good friend. I would trust you with my life - and my ring."
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Post by Daos on Nov 1, 2021 14:14:41 GMT -8
"I'm a little leery of joining the cult caravans. There are a few of them that have seen our faces," Eliana admits. "Yes, this is why I mentioned disguises before," Leosin says. "If we had someone else to send, we would. At this point, you're our only option." "Can we have nicknames like all spies do?" "It would be advisable to not use your real names in public," the monk agrees. "Just to be on the safe side." "I guess I could help us into the caravan.... but can you give me words of wisdom? You have helped me once, setting me on this path. I have abandoned the gods with their lies and petty squabbles, to follow my own heart. But it seems my heart is thousand times weaker then my obstacles.' "Were there more time, I would advise you to take a trip to Schallsea and spend time at the new Citadel of Light to seek answers," Leosin says. "But there is no time for that, I'm afraid. Perhaps if you find your heart is too weak alone, you should connect it to others. Draw strength from your friends, to supplement your own." "Why the death of so many people is still not enough to act?" "The Emperor acts, just not in proportion to the true threat," Frume answers. "He is sending a squadron of knights to Greenest to reinforce its defenses and help them rebuild from their 'bandit raid.' For he believes that is all it is. We need to find proof that the Children are more than just opportunistic brigands. We need to know what they plan to do with all that wealth."
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Post by HorizonsDream on Nov 1, 2021 19:32:25 GMT -8
Eliana looks at her signet ring for a moment, then removes it. She looks to Caelin, and hands him the ring. "Will you keep that safe for me?" She asks. "And can you help me disguise myself?"
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Post by Matt4 on Nov 1, 2021 19:33:29 GMT -8
Chantilly SweettoothHP: 35/35 - AC: 17 - Perception: 15 - Insight: 11 - Inspiration: No "We need to find proof that the Children are more than just opportunistic brigands. We need to know what they plan to do with all that wealth." " Well, their hideout certainly didn't seem one of ordinary brigands, what with all those creepy paintings about five-headed dragons coming out of vulcanoes... Normal brigands are usually more pragmatic about home décor." Henry then turns to Chantilly, opening his hand and offering her the ring "If they find this ring on me, they'll know who I am. I know it is a lot to ask, but would you take care of my ring until it's safe for me to wear it again?" the squire speaks with a solemn voice, like he's asking the half-kender to carry a heavy burden "You have proven yourself a cunning and resourceful ally, Chantilly. And a good friend. I would trust you with my life - and my ring."Chantilly's eyes sparkle as she looks at the ring in awe: " Oh, Henry this is so pretty! Of course I'll keep it safe for you, after all I never lost anything! Well, except for my magic book. And my cooking pot. And my bow. And oh there was that time I lost my bedroll while I was sleeping in it. But I won't lose this ring, no sir!" - she says as she grabs it and immediately hides it in one of the many pouches she has on her.
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Post by Igordragonian on Nov 2, 2021 6:48:04 GMT -8
Zakkoth nod. "I see." He look at the others with new light. "Thank you." He bow his head deeply.
He think. "For me, it would be easy to look fitting. But we could be a mercenary band... it's not unlikely for such band to join such a caravan"
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Post by Bunny Commando on Nov 2, 2021 7:50:12 GMT -8
Quevalin - HP: 36\36 - Conditions: None - Active Effects: None
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Henry chuckles, Chantilly's enthusiasm quite infectious and putting him in a better mood after days of being sullen and morose because of their defeat at the hand of the Cult. He then stands up and nods to sir Frume and the others "I do not wish to lie. I'll let the truth fight this battle." he clears his voice and seems about to say more, but words are failing the young squire that looks to sir Frume and then his companions to draw the strength needed to keep going "There was a time when my name was a different one. Quevalin was the name given to me - it never did me any good, but now it seems I might have a use for it." again he stops, no longer looking at anyone - his gaze focused on his past "I'll shave, let my hair go loose, try to be more...'elven'. Sorry if I'm going to sound like a douche sometimes." he chuckles again, trying to lighten the mood.
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Post by Daos on Nov 2, 2021 13:40:36 GMT -8
"I'm pretty good at blending in and playing the part of the sellsword," Benyt says. "Just call me 'Bea' then as an alias."
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Post by Matt4 on Nov 2, 2021 16:46:10 GMT -8
Chantilly SweettoothHP: 35/35 - AC: 17 - Perception: 15 - Insight: 11 - Inspiration: No " Uuuuh, I want to be an elf too! Or maybe I could pass as a gnome. Hmm. As for my name, let's see... Cayenne, Cardamom, Chamomile, Cinnamon..Cinnamon..Cinnamon.. I like this one!" - she says after going through a variety of ingredients in her mind to chose her fake name. " Well, when and how do we start our infiltration?" - she asked, clearly impatient and ready to leave at a moment notice.
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Post by Daos on Nov 2, 2021 18:16:25 GMT -8
"First thing in the morning, you can use those new horses to ride east to Haltigoth," Leosin says. "Once there, you should have no difficulty finding caravans to join. The cultists will certainly be among them."
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Post by Igordragonian on Nov 2, 2021 20:51:07 GMT -8
Zakkoth laugh at Chantilly. "You? A gnome? You are too sane. Dont worry. No one question why kenders are going anywhere."
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Post by Daos on Nov 3, 2021 13:26:02 GMT -8
"If there are no further questions, I suggest you take care of any supplies you need while in town, then get some rest," Frume says. "I'll meet you first thing in the morning in the stables to see you off."
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Post by HorizonsDream on Nov 3, 2021 16:35:08 GMT -8
"Do any of your contacts know that they might be traveling with a cult?" Eliana asks. "I'm pretty sure the cult would be all for allowing other merchants to travel with them so that they can try to convert them."
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Post by Daos on Nov 4, 2021 0:13:14 GMT -8
Leosin shakes his head. "Unlikely. They will be laying low and likely will pretend to be regular merchants to avoid drawing attention."
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Post by Igordragonian on Nov 4, 2021 2:55:04 GMT -8
"How do we identify the cultists?" Zakkoth croak
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Post by Bunny Commando on Nov 4, 2021 6:26:01 GMT -8
Quevalin - HP: 36\36 - Conditions: None - Active Effects: None
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Henry - now Quevalin, it seems - sits again, trying his best to avoid being a sourpuss; he waits his turn to ask a question "Let's say we find our enemies - what we do next? Where we could find you to relay the information we discovered? And if you're unavailable, are there others we could trust?"
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