Session 19

Interesting as it is… this is everyone!
Nick (Shae Vanderin): cool ok
Nick (Shae Vanderin): no doug/alex then
never alex on tues.
Raegar: “I am not so sure Hoxton would confuse a lizard and a dragon.”
Shae Vanderin: “You know what I mean.”
Raegar: “Of course, still, Hoxton is representative of the culture of this place.”
Shae Vanderin: “Is it the same way in your homeland?”
Raegar: “Oh, hells, no.”
Raegar: “Well, no… It is.”
Campaign saved.
Raegar: “If you were to reverse the roles, you’d end up with a bit of an approximation of what goes on in my ..Homeland.”
Raegar: “Elves are notoriously matriarchal.”
Shae Vanderin: “Funny how cultures and traditions vary from place to place. I thought I had seen every type comming through the trade ports of Carthon. This truly is a huge world upon which we live.”
Raegar: “..Yes.”
Raegar: “Right.. So my plan for the evening.”
Raegar: “I’ve found out about a noble party.”
Raegar: “I figured… Get in their good graces and go from there..”
Shae Vanderin: “Sounds good. I have no plans myself so if you want I can accompany you.”
Selene: “I dare say I will find myself alternate entertainment for the evening. I’m sure the two of you will get on smashingly.”
Raegar: “Very good”
Campaign saved.
Raegar: Lasariel here?
Yes, but staying rather quiet.
Shae Vanderin: “When is the party?”
Raegar: “Lasariel, I would take you along..”
Lasariel: “Hmmm? What for?”
Raegar: “Well, if we get into trouble… You are the only one who could use magic.”
Lasariel: “As you wish, I suppose.”
Campaign saved.
Raegar: “The party is in the evening.”
Shae Vanderin: “Ok I will meet you back at the inn.”
Shae Vanderin leaves.
Raegar: ..
Raegar: we .. are at te inn
yeah.
Shae Vanderin: back here I would have said then
Raegar: “Very well.”
Shae Vanderin: Headed to the marketplace to pick up some noble garb. Something elegant but functional. Then Ill head back grab a bath and get ready for the party.
Shae Vanderin: let me know the cost.
Raegar: I spend what time is left doing two things
Hmm…
Raegar: one is scouting out the mansion
Raegar: number two is finding alternate routes out of the city
Shae – because I find the cost of clothes to be utterly retarded, ten gold. That is a fraction of the PHB price.
Shae Vanderin: ok thanks
Campaign saved.
Shae Vanderin: Ill try and barter them down to 8 gold
Raegar – the city has eight major gates.
Shae, give me a diplomacy check.
Raegar: im thinking of something a little less guarded
Raegar: say, a drainage grate
Ah, yes, you can find several of those.
Shae Vanderin: Skill [Diplomacy]
[1d20+15 = 32]
5 gold.
Shae Vanderin: Awesome thanks.
Indeed.
Campaign saved.
Raegar: so
Raegar: hows the mansion
Ah, right, scouting the mansion..
Raegar: does it have any low windows?
Raegar: whats in the general area
Raegar: hide as much as possible while doing this
Most of the district around the estate is additional estates.
The nobles seem to have their own little city-within-a-city.
The mansion in question does indeed have windows on the first floor, and the second, and indeed the third.
Guards are everywhere in this part of the city – all of them wearing the livery of the various local nobility.
The few dwarves you observe seem mostly to be entering the noble district on business and then leaving again.
Raegar: No nobles?
Campaign saved.
Raegar: around?
GM:
[2d100 = 2]
Negation.
Raegar: hmm
Raegar: such a bad feeling about this
Raegar: return to the inn
Mmmk.
Raegar: wait till it is TIME!
IT IS TIME.
Campaign saved.
Raegar: Fetch the girls
Shae Vanderin: I am wearing the new clothes, and not bringing any weapons. Would it have been possible to purchase some flowers at the marketplace?
Shae Vanderin: If so I will bring them.
Yes, it would be.
Shae Vanderin: “Ok, lets see if we can make some deals.”
Shae Vanderin: “Ready when you are Raegar.”
Raegar: “Lets go.”
You go!
Raegar: Bring the clothes I had made.
You do so.
Raegar: AND the booze
AND the booze.
Campaign saved.
It is evening, and the sun is low in the sky.
Indeed, given the time of year, it is entirely masked by the plateau upon which sits the tomb from which the city is named.
No light enters the noble district save that from the many gaily arranged street lamps.
The guard seems lighter now, and people actually move about the streets.
The manor you personally are headed to seems abuzz with activity – light streams from the windows on the first two floors.
Raegar: awww fuckbeans.
Raegar: “I have a bad feeling about this.”
Shae Vanderin: “Why?”
Raegar: “There was much more guards during the day, I find that unusual..”
Raegar: were*
Raegar: Do i know anything about vampires?
Shae Vanderin: “Could just have been a schedule change.”
Raegar: “It could..”
Hmm… possibly, yeah, but not alot
Raegar: “But this is Mishria..”
Raegar: “Undead abound..”
Shae Vanderin: “Not in the city though. Only on the outskirts from what Ive seen. Do you know something you arent telling me?”
Raegar: “Perhaps.. The nobles keep large guard contingents.. to guard them during the day.. They might not need anyone to defend them at night..”
Raegar: “…Are you kidding me?”
Raegar: “Mishria was ruled by the undead.”
Campaign saved.
Raegar: “What do nobles do?”
Shae Vanderin: “Why would undead be having a party?”
Raegar: “Just… Be careful…”
Lasariel: “Are you saying undead can’t party?”
Shae Vanderin: “Ok..”
Shae Vanderin looks at Lasariel and laughs a bit at her question.
Shae Vanderin: “What would they do at the party? Tell ghost stories?”
She laughs, then continues on to the manor.
Raegar: “Right..”
Raegar: keep going..
The door is closed.
Shae Vanderin: Any guards out front?
Nay
Campaign saved.
Shae Vanderin: “Ill knock.”
Shae Vanderin heads up to knock at the door unless there is a bell or something to ring.
There is a large ornate knocker!
Shae Vanderin: ./use
The door knocker goes clang clang clang!
It creaks open, revealing a footman.
He wears the livery of the noble guard, sans armor. He looks over your party, nods to himself, and stands aside.
Shae Vanderin gives the man a short nod of thanks and then waits for Raegar to enter.
Shae Vanderin: Actually
Shae Vanderin: what is proper ettiquette?
Shae Vanderin: Does a female enter a house first or does it matter?
Not normally, no.
Meaning, she would not normally.
Campaign saved.
At least not at a friendly gathering.
For the female to enter first would be a sign of distrust.
Shae Vanderin: Ok then yes wait for Raegar to enter.
Raegar: aint no way we’d know that.
Raegar: Go in.
Actually, yeah, Shae would.
Shae Vanderin: If you want a knowledge check I have it.
Newp.
Shae Vanderin: Follow behind Raegar.
Lasariel follows last.
You find yourselves in an entry hall. The sound of conversation comes in from rooms all around.
It is a richly appointed entry hall, with portraits lining the walls.
Campaign saved.
At the far end, stairs lead upwards.
Two guards stand at the top of the stairs, though
They’re a grim, dour pair – unlike the footman at the door they’re both armored and armed.
Raegar: mingle!
You meander into the throng.
Shae Vanderin: Glance at the portraits briefly. Look to see if we can find the host.
Campaign saved.
There is a long proud line of nobles in the portraits, from Franz Eisenberg I, to Franz Eisenberg II, and all the way down to the sixth Franz Eisenberg.
There is a strong family resemblance.
Shae Vanderin: I can assume that this estate then belongs to the latest in the Eisenberg line?
Indeed.
From the date, that would be Franz VI
Looks a rather distinguished young gentleman.
Shae Vanderin: Ok enjoy the party, sample any of the food if they have it. And ask some of the party attendees if the lord has joined us yet.
He has indeed, and he mingles with the rest.
Raegar: approach him
Its a rather subdued party, everyone is rather quiet.
Talking, yes, but its like they’re all gathered to have their own very separate conversations.
Campaign saved.
Women seem to congregate on their own or move about escorted by their husbands.
Raegar: hmm
You approach him!
Raegar: “Good Evening, Lord Eisenberg.”
Franz Eisenberg: “Good evening! I don’t believe we’ve met?”
Raegar: “We haven’t my company and I are rather recent transplant you see.”
Raegar: “I heard of your distinguished gathering and thought it would be good form to introduce myself.”
He bows slightly, smiling faintly, “Ah, I see, of course. Its so rare that men of other cities show such respect for how we conduct things here.”
Raegar: “I have brought two small gifts.”
Raegar: Present the booze
Raegar: “I had heard you had gone on a splendid buying spree, I intended to contribute something to your fine evening.”
He takes one of the bottles, inspecting it. “Excellent quality – I’m impressed you managed to come by any; there’s been a terrible shortage.”
He waves over a footman and hands it to him.
Raegar: “Males of means have trouble with few things.”
Campaign saved.
Shae Vanderin kicks Raegar slightly at the comment.
Raegar: “My second gift is a foreign silk, I had it made into some clothing by a local artisan.”
Raegar: Present the spider-silk clothes
Franz Eisenberg: “That is.. exquisite! The weave, the fabric.. may I ask? No, no, I’ll not impose, everyone must have their secrets, no?”
Raegar: “Indeed, should you need more, I assure you, it would be no problem.”
“I shall keep that in mind. Ah, but where are my manners – I am Franz Eisenberg the sixth.”
He bows.
Raegar: “May I present my two companions, this is Shae Vanderin of (Place) and Lasariel (last name)”
There has never been one given.
Shae is of Carthon
Shae Vanderin bows cordially, “It is an honor to meet you Milord.”
Franz Eisenberg: “The pleasure is mine, truly. And what of you, sir! Surely you do not wish me to address you as ‘you’ all evening?”
Campaign saved.
Raegar: “And I am Raegar of House Duskryn.”
Raegar bows.
Raegar: that was supposed to be right after the introduction
Raegar: but i didnt want to presume for the name..
Raegar: so i asked first.
Franz Eisenberg: “A pleasure to make your acquaintance.”
Raegar: “Might I impose for an introduction to your guests? It is, afterall, my first night here.”
Franz Eisenberg: “Ah, certainly. That there is the baron Drescher – mostly noteworthy for the timber trade, but he’s on a bit of hard luck at the moment.”
Franz Eisenberg: “No timber coming in from Rurik after all, so its all got to come in from the east.”
Campaign saved.
Raegar: “Well it just so happens that I own a small Lumbermill.”
Raegar: “How grand.”
Franz Eisenberg: “Is that so? He may be quite interested there.”
Raegar: “Nasty business what happened to Rurik.”
Raegar: “Dalrithaar did a number on it. I believe some of my associates said something must have rustled some important feathers..”
Franz Eisenberg: “Yes, well, word from Garmol is that there were rogue undead meandering about! Perish the thought.”
Franz Eisenberg: “Never used to have that problem in the old days – of course, now with necromancer being outlawed…”
Raegar: “Unfortunate indeed. It does, however, lay out some interesting opportunities.”
Campaign saved.
Raegar: “If you will excuse me, my lord, I shall introduce myself to the Baron Drescher. If you will entertain my companions for an instant, I believe they might want to be introduced to some of the females here.”
Raegar bows.
Raegar: Head o’er to the Baron Drescher.
Raegar: Shae, this is your chance
Shae Vanderin: “Milord, I would ask you as well if you hear of any interested parties that may have use for soldiers or mercenaries. Reagar, myself and a third companion founded a small mercenary company of late and one of the main reasons we came here to your fair city is to find jobs.”
Shae Vanderin: “We are 32 men strong experienced former guards and who have received basic formation training. Additionally the three of us dabble in adventuring ourselves.”
He peers at you, “Mercenaries, is it? I fear there’s little to be done, this is a peaceful place.”
Campaign saved.
Shae Vanderin: “Understandable. I noted that this city was in nearly perfect order thanks likely to the military personel stationed here.”
Shae Vanderin: “Still, should the need arise, we plan on staying here for a time.”
Franz Eisenberg: “Indeed, I’ll make sure the word is spread.”
Shae Vanderin: “Thank you…. Um may I ask Milord, is there a Mrs. Eisenberg?”
Franz Eisenberg: “No, no.. I’m afraid not.”
Franz Eisenberg: “Not since my mother passed a few years ago, that is.”
Shae Vanderin nods in understanding, “Im sorry to hear that your mother is no longer with us. She was likely a wonderful woman to have raised such a charming son.”
Campaign saved.
Franz Eisenberg: “She was indeed- but many died in the war, the loss is not any one family’s to bear.”
Shae Vanderin: “Anyway.. I’d love to speak more with you about both business and pleasure later. I am staying at the local inn, feel free to contact me any time.”
Franz Eisenberg: “I shall… keep that in mind.”
Shae Vanderin smiles and bows then heads to the bar unless stopped.
Shae Vanderin: Is there a bar?
Shae Vanderin: I assume there is.
There are servants meandering about with trays.
Said trays are adorned with glasses.
It is simply a matter of plucking as one passes by.
Shae Vanderin: Its fine, ill grab one and then just eavesdrop and mingle till Raegar is done.
Campaign saved.
Shae, Lasariel apparently drifted away sometime after Raegar left you to Franz.
Shae Vanderin: Ok Ill keep an eye out for her.
Campaign saved.
You spot her mingling – drifting between the gender circles.
Shae Vanderin: Do the same, see if anything interesting comes up. Otherwise just enjoy the party and wait for Raegar.
There’s a great deal of talking about the fields.
“You know, it was simpler when we could just use skeletons in the fields. Less whining, less money on food.”
“Yes, well, you know the Daltrithaar stance on undead – one tiny skeleton, and its the rope.”
Campaign saved.
“If we could find a trustworthy outsider to control the undead… you know, there’s a loophole there.”
“Trust an outsider? And a necromancer at that? By the Lich, listen to yourself. Thats ridiculous.”
Raegar drifts back away from the baron!
Campaign saved.
Raegar, Shae is drifting aimlessly and listening in to conversations like the above.
“Do you think we can manage to get the dwarf to create an exemption?”
“I doubt it, he’d have to see a good reason, and for the moment there isn’t one.”
Shae Vanderin: “So only Mishiran citizens are banned from controlling undead?”
Raegar: “Haven’t we been over this before..”
Shae Vanderin: “We have, I just now am realizing the implications.
”color:#000054;">Shae Vanderin: “
”color:#000054;">"Its preposterous, this law. To think that, even with the support of such undead as we would use for farm work, that we might desire a re-opening of hostility!“
”color:#000054;">"Its true – without the Lich, how would we raise enough to lift a finger? They just want to empower the cattle.“
”color:#660066;“>Campaign saved.
”color:#000054;">Shae Vanderin: “Well as you can hear Raegar, the people here want their undead labor back.”
Shae Vanderin: “Maybe we should have become farmers rather than mercenaries.”
Raegar: “..Right.”
Raegar: “Not really my style..”
Shae Vanderin: “Anyway, you going to stay here much longer or should we depart?”
Raegar: “We’ve conducted our business.”
Shae Vanderin nods then informs Lasariel we are departing.
Raegar: find the host.
Campaign saved.
You find your host!
Raegar: “Its been a wonderful evening my lord. We will be taking our leave.”
Franz Eisenberg: “Of course – its good to make your acquaintance; perhaps we can do business in the future.”
Raegar: “Do not hesitate to call on us should you need us for anything.”
Raegar: “I would like that very much.”
Raegar: bow and head towards the door.
You do so. Lasariel detaches herself from a nobleman she’s speaking to and follows you out.
Ah, sorry. You exit without incident.
Raegar: “Well, that was grand.”
Campaign saved.
Shae Vanderin: “Agreed. See you had nothing to worry about.”
Lasariel: “Quite an entertaining evening, I suppose… a little while longer and I wouldn’t be looking at another night in an inn.”
Shae Vanderin turns to Lasariel playfully, “Las, you are shameless!”
Lasariel: “I thought Raegar wanted us to mingle…”
Lasariel: “And nobles are the same the world over – especially the married ones.”
Raegar: “Shae wanted to leave.”
Raegar: “I had conducted my business in any case.”
Campaign saved.
Lasariel: “What exactly was your intent, in any case?”
Raegar: “Find friends.. Opportunities.”
Raegar: “Who were you talking to?”
sorry, stepped out.
Lasariel: “Ah, Gunther Lehrer – a local arms dealer.”
Campaign saved.
Lasariel: “Truthfully though, he was a bit of a bore.. decided to get in the way while I was speaking to a charming young noblewoman- Triss auf der Maur, I believe she introduced herself as.”
Lasariel: “I think he was jealous.”
Raegar: “HAH!”
Raegar: “Did you find anything odd about the nobility here?”
Lasariel: “Ah, odd to you, or odd to me?”
Raegar: “To me..”
Raegar: “Im trying to figure out what exactly the nobility is here.”
Lasariel: “Well, for a fine evening gathering, there was certainly a lack of food.”
Raegar: “Yes..”
Campaign saved.
Raegar: “That confirms my suspicions. Vampires. I’m sure of it.”
Raegar: “Then there was that reference to the peasentry as cattle..”
Lasariel: “Hmm. Not all of them, no, I’d say. But most of them, yes, that’d be a fair guess.”
Shae Vanderin: “Thats… I would have never thought. Well maybe you are right but we cant be sure can we? And at this point I dont know if I even care. So long as they dont kill those they feed from.”
Shae Vanderin: “Whats your opinon Raegar?”
Raegar: “…You arent familiar with vampires are you.”
Campaign saved.
Raegar: “My opinion? Its rather simple.”
Lasariel: “Hypothetically speaking, what would your stance be if the law allowed them to kill those they fed upon?”
Shae Vanderin: “Las, my stance would be to get us the hells away from here.”
Shae Vanderin: “Lets say you are right and they are vampires, what if one of them offers to hire us for a job. Should we turn it down out of principal or hear out what the job entails?”
Raegar: “I dont care.”
Raegar: “I dont even care that they are vampires.”
Raegar: “Or that they kill their food.”
Raegar: “What I do care about is Daltigoth.”
Raegar: “I cannot imagin that the Dalrithaar dont know about this. If they do, it is their will that it be this way.”
Campaign saved.
Lasariel: “Dwarves are not wizards, and you notice there are no temples here.”
Raegar: “My interests dont change, I want influence, this city has it.”
Lasariel: “Then I suppose the feeding habits of the local undead are irrelevent.”
Raegar: “Indeed. As long as I am alive and well, I couldn’t care less.”
Raegar: “The real question is, how can we be useful.”
Shae Vanderin: “Aside from being dinner?”
Lasariel: “Improbable; they’re not going to kill anyone important… they still need to make money.”
Campaign saved.
Shae Vanderin: “Well… If I was a vampire, I would want daytime security and someone to handle my daytime affairs.”
Raegar: “That, or, you know… Someone to bring you food..”
Raegar: Is slavery legal here?
Shae Vanderin: “Which means that the offer I said of us being a new mercenary group in town might be responded upon. And yes that too Raegar.”
Slavery… strictly speaking, yes.
Not really much of it going on in Mishria – it was legalized after the invasion.
Campaign saved.
Raegar: hmmm
Shae Vanderin: “Im going to have to think about this. Theres alot to consider. For example Hoxton would have nothing to do with a plan that involved working with vampires.”
Raegar: “Indeed..”
Shae Vanderin: “It also was never my intention to… go to the extremes of what I consider undecent by leading human cattle to be drained to death by undead.”
Shae Vanderin: “But they are undoubtedly rich… and likely pay well. But.. Im having a moral dilemma here. Im not going to think about it.”
Shae Vanderin: “We will breach that road IF the time comes.”
Raegar: “What road? What are you talking about?”
Raegar: “I have no intention of feeding them.”
Shae Vanderin: “Working for them I mean, in any capacity.”
Raegar: “I see… Your choice.”
Campaign saved.
Lasariel: “If they don’t want you to do anything questionable, what makes them different from any other rich employer?”
Raegar: “I will be trading with them, that much is sure.”
Shae Vanderin: “I suppose that is a fair point Lasariel.”
Raegar: “In any case, its likely we do not have much of a say in the matter.”
Raegar: “We couldn’t change the state of the nobility here without help.”
Shae Vanderin nods.
Shae Vanderin: “Im going to just enjoy my time here in Tombshade and see if anything comes up.”
Campaign saved.
Raegar: “Hmm.. We simply need to know more as well.”
Raegar: “On this town..”
I assume you are headed to your inn?
Raegar: “Time to head back to the inn”
Raegar: Yea
You get there!
You are greeted by throngs of people.
Shae Vanderin: “Hello, whats all this about?”
Campaign saved.
Peasant: “We gather to reflect on the teachings of Horus. All day we have listened to his teachings, and now we gather to discuss the meanings.”
Raegar: “Right..”
Shae Vanderin: “Good night Raegar.”
Shae Vanderin heads up to her room and reads.
Peasant: “Did we offend her?”
Raegar: “I’m not entirely sure.”
Raegar: “What do you think the teachings of Horus mean?”
Campaign saved.
Peasant: “All men are equal in the eyes of Horus! He will show us the way to cast off our shackles, if we simply have faith in him.”
Raegar: “Shackles?”
Peasant: “Yes, shackles! No more will we be forced to stay here, to toil and work ourselves to the bone for crusts and coppers.”
Campaign saved.
“You see, we have already set aside several homes for use as new shrines.”
Raegar: “The locals will dislike that…”
Raegar: …nobles*
Raegar: not locals
Peasant: “That is no concern of ours; the gods will no longer be denied!”
Peasant: “Tombshade will no longer be an island of blasphemy in Mishria! The sun will shine in the capitol!”
Peasant: “We’re already preparing for the coming of dawn.”
Peasant: “Soon, the sun will rise over Tombshade!”
Raegar: “Good night..”
Campaign saved.
Raegar: go to bed
You retire!
Raegar: im hitting the market in the morning
Mmmk.
Morning can arrive, brb.
Campaign saved.
Shae Vanderin: “Raegar, I hate to ask this but necessity is making it necessary to appropriate funds fairly immediately to continue to pay our men. Whats more the longer the men remain idle the lower their morale is going to become. Im going to take them out into the field and resume thir training tn the meantime while you make inroadds with possible job contracts.”
Shae Vanderin: “Ill continue advertising and putting notice of our availability out there but if something doesnt come up in the next few weeks we once again may have to reevaluate this location as a good source of work.”
Campaign saved.
Raegar: “The war is over Shae… I dont think we will ever find steady work.”
Raegar: “But I will do my best for now.”
Lasariel comes in from the outside, “I daresay the only work you’ll find here will be from the rich looking to keep everyone else down, from the lower classes trying to remove the upper…”
Shae Vanderin: “Im starting to see that as well. But Im not willing to declare it a failure as of yet.”
Shae Vanderin: “And thinking about it, if that becomes our only option then for the moment we may have to take it.”
Shae Vanderin: “Thats where I stand currently.”
Shae Vanderin: “Just thought Id let you know my opinion.”
Lasariel: “It may be that you will need to seek work outside these borders – overseas.”
Lasariel: “Alternately, start a war.”
Shae Vanderin: “If Hoxton and the priest have their way with this preaching to the commoners a civil war may very well erupt.”
Campaign saved.
Shae Vanderin: “He wont listen to me Raegar, so if you feel this is not a good thing it might behoove your concious to say something to them.”
Lasariel: “As far as I know Hoxton.. in this, he’ll listen to no-one.”
Shae Vanderin: conscious*? sp?
conscience* is the word you’re looking for
Shae Vanderin: hard word…
Raegar: “I do not like anything about this situation..”
Shae Vanderin: “Look, Im reasonable so just keep me in the loop if you come up with a plan. But so far the only thing I see brewing is trouble.”
Raegar: “If I figure out how we can end up on the right side… I will tell you.”


Session 18
Session 20
Gaming Sessions

Session 19

To Seek the Stars Kiergath