Session 20

session 20 start. merrily merrily.
Shae Vanderin: I think it was night time after we had returned from the party. Raegar had plans to visit the marketplace the next day.
no, it was morning, you were speaking in the tavern
Shae Vanderin: Ok.
Shae Vanderin: “Doing some shopping today Raegar?”
Raegar: “Hmm…”
Raegar: “I don’t know!”
Shae Vanderin: “Ok well as I said Im taking the men out to train. If you get a chance and you feel it will help, talk to Hoxton about the situation. Ill see you later this eve.”
Shae Vanderin: Rallying the men and headed outside the city to run drills and training.
Campaign saved.
Raegar: “Why not, Hoxton, so, your converts.”
Raegar: “It seems a religion of the sun may or may not lead to trouble in this city.”
Raegar: “Ever notice there aren’t any temples?”
Raegar: “Theres a reason..”
Hoxton: “The Religion of Horus has been shunned in this city for too long. My disciples are constructing temples now as we speak. We cannot turn away from his light.”
Raegar: “Well, okay then.”
Raegar: “I’m going to go buy garlic, stakes and a few holy symbols then..”
Hoxton: “Ah, good plan, Raegar! I have been running low on symbols to hand to my disciples. I am sure the temples back home will reimburse you if you were to pick some up on their behalf.”
Raegar: “My pleasure. The fact that it was a joke hasn’t detered you, so I guess I should try to find some. In a city with no temples.”
Raegar: “Maybe I can find a shaman or something..”
Lasariel: “I hope brother Hansen is hard at work blessing every drop of water he can find..”
Raegar: “Military governor won’t like this.”
Raegar: “And I’ll be losing a pretty penny in commerce..”
Campaign saved.
Hoxton: “If you can find me a group of carpenters, or a silversmith, I would happily instruct them in creating Horus’ sigil to spread to the masses.”
Raegar: “Lasariel, what can hurt .. those kinds of people..? Will my swords do? Any idea?”
Lasariel: “I suppose they’ll work, as well as most things.”
Lasariel: “That is to say.. be prepared to whack it quite a bit.”
Campaign saved.
Lasariel: “I do have one question – are we actually sure all of these vampires – if the nobles even are all vampires – are actually the problem?”
Lasariel: “Or may it simply be a subset thereof?”
Hoxton: “Although this preparation is largely unnecessary. I am merely bringing Horus to the unwashed masses, to let them bathe in his light. There is no harm in it, only good. What is this talk of avmpires?”
Raegar: “Lets see what happens..”
Lasariel: “Ah, right, you were busy … preaching, I suppose. You see Hoxton, last night while we were at a rather fascinating evening party, Raegar and I came to an interesting conclusion.”
Lasariel: “That being… the nobility of Tombshade are all – or at least mostly – made up of vampires.”
Hoxton: “Wel then, they must face judgement in Horus’ eyes, mustn’t they? Or accept the sun into their hearts.”
Hoxton: “Either way matters not, as long as Horus’ will be done.”
Campaign saved.
Lasariel: “Ahh… letting the sun into their hearts may be seen as an invitation to piss off and die, actually.”
Lasariel: “Vampires, remember?”
Hoxton: “Horus discriminates not – is not the moon just a reflection of Horus’ love on the night?”
Peasant: “Naww guv’nah – the moon’s its own thing! Wot, ’ave you been out in the sun too long?”
Hoxton: “I have basked in Horus’ sun for as long as I walked this earth, and he loves us all, whether the sun is in the sky or no. It only makes sense that he sends the moon up to watch over us while we sleep, as a gesture of his love.”
Peasant: “I… …. I never thought of it that way.”
Peasant drifts off into the crowd, chattering excitedly to the other bar-goers.
Lasariel: “I guess I shouldn’t get too attached to my new friend, until I find out if the angry mob is going to crucify her or something…”
Raegar: “This is going to give me a headache..”
Campaign saved.
Hoxton: “You’ve met a knitting partner in town, Lasariel? I do not believe any harm would come to her if she welcomes Horus into her life. It may inspire her to reach new heights with her craft.”
Lasariel: “Knitting… yes. Is that what the children call it these days?”
Hoxton: “I am sure it is a wholesome activity at any rate. Have you given thought to embracing the light of Horus? It is becoming quite fashionable in this town.”
Raegar: I wait in the inn
Raegar: till the noble sends his messenger fer tradin
Nick, can I get an int check?
Shae Vanderin: Intelligence check
[1d20+1 = 7]
Raegar – a rather ornately appointed youth shows up, looks around for a moment, and makes a beeline for your table.
Raegar: “Your tailor must be rich.”
Campaign saved.
Messenger: “My master is wealthy; it would not do to have his servants in rags.”
He hands over a scroll case.
Raegar: “Yes… I suppose so..”
Raegar opens the scroll.
Raegar reads.
Raegar: “Very good. Tell your master we shall be in business as soon as I acquire the necessary paperwork to send my goods here.”
He nods, and departs.
Campaign saved.
Raegar: “I have no bloody clue what passes for entertainement around here.”
Lasariel: “Public floggings, perhaps?”
Raegar: “Oh good.”
Raegar: spend the rest of the day acquiring news of the area
Raegar: travel round the city
Raegar: pay particular attention to see if im being followed..
It seems like everywhere you go in the city, the peasants are abuzz with word of the Teachings of Horus.
You are not, apparently, being followed.
Raegar: hide every so often
Raegar: if i see nothing after two or three times
Raegar: stop
Raegar: (hiding)
There’s some muttering in the merchant quarter about the Bonemurk and the impossibility of getting enough through the western road to be profitable.
You also hear a great deal in the merchant quarter about Garmol.
Worried mumbling about what happened there.
Most seem sure that the local governor wouldn’t “dare” do the same here.
Campaign saved.
Raegar: engage in pleasant banter
Raegar: preferably with a bunch of merchants talking
Raegar: who might be interested in getting merchandise through the bonemurk
Raegar: and to where
“Did you hear the garrison in Garmol’s up to four regiments? There’s nothing in striking range of Garmol except Tombshade – what is she planning?”
“Do you think they intend to re-assign Jurgen and bring Semara in here, too?”
Raegar: “It may be linked to the disturbances in Rurik.”
“You know, they say that Semara isn’t even career military – just someone they bring in when they need a problem solved.”
“Then you’d best hope they don’t think we’re a problem.”
“Rurik? What happened in Rurik?”
Raegar: “town gone, undead infestation… Rumors are they even fought a large demon there.”
“That explains the lumber shortage..”
Campaign saved.
“I’d heard they’d taken some bad knocks, but not that they’d been wiped out! That’s a rough blow for this part of the country.”
Raegar: “As far as can be reckoned, no survivors.”
“Hells… no lumber this side of the Hold, then, until someone gets another mill running.”
“And it always costs a premium to ship anything past the Hold, these days..”
Raegar: “What is stopping merchandise from passing through the Bonemurk6”
GM: “Caravans go missing.. you only get one in two through. The ones that make it are usually in pretty bad shape as well.”
“Caravans go missing.. you only get one in two through. The ones that make it are usually in pretty bad shape as well.”
“No reports of attackers – people just disappear in the night.”
“Successful runs say they see the lost caravans sometimes – just lined up in column on the road, or sunk half into the mire. No bodies, no nothing… just the wagons, cargo untouched.”
Raegar: “I see..”
Raegar: “I may be in a position to fix that..”
“How, ya reckon?”
Campaign saved.
Raegar: " I have a mercenary company at my disposal, we may be willing to clean out the Bonemurk.“
”color:#000054;">Raegar: “Of course, there’s the issue of proper payment for such a feat.”
“If you were able to manage that…. ye gods.”
“Price, of course… that’s the question.. still.. if it could be done…”
“We’d have to hold a meeting and see what people were willing to contribute.”
Raegar: “Very well, I am staying at the Froliquing Mountain-Squid, you may send word there.”
Frolicking, I think
Raegar: I forgot to words
“We’ll do that – it’ll take a day to organize a meeting.”
Hoxton: Skill [Diplomacy]
[1d20+3 = 20]
Hoxton: Skill [Diplomacy]
[1d20+3 = 4]
Hoxton: Skill [Diplomacy]
[1d20+3 = 4]
Hoxton: Skill [Diplomacy] [1d20+3 = 21]
two ones? sigh
GM: [5d10 = 26]
Campaign saved.
The merchants you were huddling with hurry off in all different directions
Raegar: eweeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
Raegar: go forth back to the inn
You return to the inn.
Does that mean you’re now acquiescing to a time jump?
Raegar: yeep
Its now that evening! Shae returns! Hoxton returns!
Lasariel is still out.
You haven’t seen Selene.
brb, gab amongst yourselves!
Raegar: “I may have found us some work.”
Shae Vanderin: Head to my room, get changed and head back down to our table in my merchants robes.
Shae Vanderin: “Oh?”
Shae Vanderin: “Who is the employer?”
Raegar: “Indeed.. It seems there is a road out to the (East?) that needs to be reopened to caravans.
”color:#660066;“>Campaign saved.

”color:#000054;">Raegar: “The merchants of Tombshade. Would employ us. Still waiting on the price.”

Shae Vanderin: “Whats the job?”
Raegar: “Clearing out a nasty swamp, called the Bonemurk.”
Raegar: “People have been going missing there.. Along with the caravans.”
Shae Vanderin nods.
Shae Vanderin: “Ok, sounds like something to look into. Lets keep the price negotiable until we complete our research.”
Raegar: “What research?”
Raegar: “Wheres your sense of adventure in any case..”
Shae Vanderin: “Mainly gaining a map of the area, rumors of the bonemurk, and witness accounts of who have traveled there. Id like to go in on our first mission in as much the know as possible.”
Raegar: “I’ll work on that then..”
Shae Vanderin: “My sense of adventure is for the moment overruled by my sense of needing gold and that means it has to be a success.”
Campaign saved.
Raegar: “Well, look at it this way, if we fail, we most likely wont be needing gold in the near future. you know, what with being dead and all.”
Shae Vanderin smiles at Raegar, “Too true.”
GM: [2d100 = 41]
Hoxton: “And we will be bathing in the Riches of Horus’ light.”
As night falls over Tombshade, the tavern area mostly clears of peasants.
Spot checks?
Raegar: Skill [Spot] [1d20+8 = 27]
Hoxton: Skill [Spot] [1d20+1 = 16]
Shae Vanderin: Skill [Spot] [1d20+5 = 9]
All of you, except Shae.
Notice that there is an abundance of arms evident among the peasants on this night.
Some swords, many knives, and a large assortment of tools that could serve the purpose.
Raegar: “Oh bother..”
Shae Vanderin: “Sadly, Hoxton, Horus’s light does not have much purchasing power outside of the church.”
Clarification – I think the “riches of horus’s light” were what you’d be bathing in in the afterlife.
:P
Campaign saved.
Hoxton: “Are we not outside the church now? Horus has spent his light and bought the favor of all of the peasents in this wonderful town.”
Alex (Hoxton): …and yeah
Nick (Shae Vanderin): ok missed that inference.
Shae Vanderin: “Dont you mean that your teachings have swayed them?… What do you mean by favor?”
Raegar: “…He means the Faith of Horus has taken root particularly swiftly in these parts.”
Raegar: “And if I didn’t know any better, they are about to try and do something about those who haven’t touched the sun in a very long time…”
Hoxton: “The faith of Horus takes root quickly in whomever accepts him.”
Shae Vanderin: “Compared to the peasants of Garmol, these commoners have it easy.”
Campaign saved.
You are indeed seing people moving through the streets, through the windows.
Shae Vanderin: “I mean, have there been any abductions by the vampire nobles? I havent heard about any. Then again I havent asked.”
Every so often a torch passes by, illuminating the passing people.
Raegar: “Ai… This is not going to end well..”
Shae Vanderin: “Are you saying these commoners are going to try and overthrow the vampire nobility, at night?”
GM: [5d10 = 27]
Shae Vanderin: “Isnt that when a vampire is the strongest so the legends say?”
I find your lack of faith.. disturbing.
Alex (Hoxton): So do I.
sorry, I think I just stole Hoxton’s planned line.
Hoxton: “I find your lack of faith in Horus disturbing.”
Shae Vanderin: “Maybe we should go to the nobles area and see if we can stop this from.. ah nevermind.”
Campaign saved.
Shae Vanderin: “Do what you will, im ordering some wine.”
Barkeep: “I’m sorry, we’re out of wine – the brother blessed it all.”

Shae Vanderin: “By blessed, do you mean drank?”
Barkeep: “Nay, I mean blessed – and distributed it.”

Shae Vanderin: “What else do you have?”
Barkeep: “Uh…”

Shae Vanderin: “Nothing?”
Shae Vanderin: “You run a bar and have nothing left to drink?”
Barkeep: “I’ve got a keg in the back – old Shen made it out of mushrooms a few seasons back. The brother said not even Horus could work with that.”

Barkeep: “I’ll go get it – no charge.”

Shae Vanderin: “Great. Just great. Take our spirits and our livelihood why dont you.”
Hoxton: “Let the spirit of Horus fill you, sister, and you will never want. Barkeep, bring us your best!”
The barkeep comes staggering in under a large keg – “I already told you, my best and my worst are currently synonymous.”
Campaign saved.
Shae Vanderin: “Im not drinking some strange mushroom ale.”
Raegar: “..I am!”
Hoxton: “Yes, but it would hardly be sporting to ask you for your worst, would it?” Hoxton makes motions over the keg, invoking Horus’ blessing on the barrel before imbibing.
Barkeep: “I hear that, in the caverns under the world, there are whole fields of mushrooms – just a’waitin’ to be made into beer.”
Raegar: “Its true, I’ve seen them.”
Barkeep: “And these strange black elves, and black dwarves, and black gnomes, all brew mushroom booze.”
Raegar: “Unrecomendable sort, them.”
He kills tankards and hands them out to the three of you.
FILLS*
sigh
Shae Vanderin: Sniff it.
Raegar: drink it
Despite being identified with something that grows out of dead bodies, it doesn’t smell that unusual.
It has an earthy smell to it, but not unpleasant.
Alex (Hoxton): Drink up with a prayer!
Shae Vanderin: Take a small sip.
Raegar: “So, to be clear, we arent taking sides in this whole… Peasents.. Going after the nobles thing?”
Your mileage may vary, but there’s nothing inherantly nauseating about it.
Raegar for example finds it pretty agreeable.
Raegar: is good
Hoxton.. wouldn’t let anyone know if he thought it tasted like cat urine.
Campaign saved.
Barkeep: " ‘ere now, whats this talk about taking sides? As I understand it, the lads are just going to have a talk.“
”color:#000054;">Shae Vanderin: “I see no reason for us to get involved.”
Raegar: “these things have a way of getting out of hand.”
Shae Vanderin: “What are the peoples greivances against the nobles?”
Raegar: “Im thinking its the blood-sucking.”
Barkeep: "Grievances? Good heavens, woman! They’re just going to spread the faith! They want to share our new-found spiritual freed— Whats that?""
Raegar: “You know, its a funny joke! Nobles being blood-sucking.”
Raegar empties his tankard.
Barkeep:
[1d20 = 14]
Nick (Shae Vanderin): lol
Bluff roll, Raegar?
Raegar: Skill [Bluff]
[1d20+7 = 27]
Raegar: Heeee believes meeee…
Nick (Shae Vanderin): lol too funny :P
Raegar: IM A PRETTY ELF
Interesting story…
20s and 1s aren’t automatic success / fail for skill checks.
Raegar: oh
Raegar: IM STILL A PRETTY ELF
Campaign saved.
Raegar: Twas beauty, killed the beast…
The barkeep goes wide eyed, staring at Raegar for a moment.
And then bolts for the door so fast he ends up on all fours for several yards.
screaming.
Raegar: “I hear the hills are fair teeming with goblins.”
Shae Vanderin: “What was that all about?”
“Vampires! VAMPIRES! UNDEAD IN THE NOBLE QUARTER!”
Raegar: “Its no business of ours what goes on in the realms of the big-folk.”
Raegar: “Oh dear, I seem to have spoken out of turn.”
And he’s out the door.
still yelling about vampires in the noble quarter.
Shae Vanderin: “So… I figure we have about an hour, maybe two until hostilities erupt in the city. What would you like to do about it?”
Raegar: “Well, we could loot the bar.”
Shae Vanderin: “Horus wouldnt approve of that.”
Raegar: “We could tithe the bar.”
Shae Vanderin raises an eyebrow wryly.
Raegar: “Well, one thing is for sure. People gonna die.”
Raegar: “Now, we just need to figure out… Who we want to help..”
Shae Vanderin: “We should help our family first.”
Raegar: “I suggest we help the dwarves do whatever they decide to do..”
Shae Vanderin: “And by that I mean Selene, Lasariel, and Ilph. They should know what is about to happen.”
Raegar: “What family?”
Campaign saved.
Raegar: “Oh, I wouldnt worry about Selene…”
Shae Vanderin: “Yeah… Selene actually probably knew about this before we did.”
Raegar: “She has a head on her shoulders.. I reckon she will duck her head when appropriate..”
Raegar: “Lasariel… she may even be in the noble quarter…”
Shae Vanderin: “Ill go reinforce the message to the men that they are not to take sides aside from defending themselves if trouble should come to us.”
Shae Vanderin: “As for us, sure the safest spot is probably with the dwarves.”
The men are, most likely, in the inn somewhere.
some of them in hindsight are probably in the bar, to be honest, it just slipped my mind.
Campaign saved.
Shae Vanderin: “Members of the company! Tombshade may or may not be on the brink of some hostilities erupting between the nobility and the commoners. It would do us all a disservice if we were to take one side or the other in this. We are not under any contract or obligation to take sides. For that reason, we are to remain neutral and focus on defending ourselves if the need should arise.”
GM:
[6d20 = 61]
Diplomacy check please.
Shae Vanderin: Skill [Diplomacy] [1d20+15 = 28]
Raegar: Skill [Diplomacy] [1d20+3 = 9]
Raegar: IM INSPIRED
Merc: “So what, ma’am? We’re sitting on our duffs while yore friend causes the same thing ’ere as happened in Garmol to our old employers?”

Raegar: “Oh fun.”
Shae Vanderin: “Explain. I know nothing of this.”
Merc: “Wot, are you saying you missed out on the massacre in Garmol? Rather big news, that.”

Merc: “And now we’re here in Tombshade, and that big armor-plated bastard over there has sparked another one.”
he points one finger accusingly at Hoxton
Campaign saved.
Hoxton: “I have only turned the hearts of this people to the heart of Horus, nothing more.”
Shae Vanderin: “Hoxton is strong in his faith. What happened here is not his doing. The people have their own free will, they are not being controlled or coerced into these ‘negotiations’ that they are planning with the nobility.”
Shae Vanderin: “Horus may not be my faith, but I have seen Hoxton’s spirit, and his is strong and his intentions just.”
Shae Vanderin: “For us to interfere in this matter brings us no closer to profit. We are working with an employer as of now unrelated to both sides in this conflict. It would not do us well to ruin our reputation and spoil our chances with this contract by intervening here.”
Shae Vanderin: “Tomorrow we return to the field for more training. I advise you get some rest.”
Campaign saved.
Boom! Boom! Boom! goes a very large drum in the night.
Shae Vanderin turns back to the party, “So are we relocating?”
…everyone apparently ignores Shae!
Raegar: “Melp..”
Raegar: “We may be missing out on some nice looting..”
Shae Vanderin: “I dont take part in such things Raegar. And you know I dont condone you doing it either.”
Shae Vanderin: Shae’s morals are she doesnt loot from people who may still be alive or who have descendants to receive property.
Campaign saved.
Raegar: “We could help the nobles then.”
Raegar: “Lets go see how things are going..”
Shae Vanderin: “Agreed, but only to observe.”
Shae Vanderin heads to the door if the others agree.
Raegar: “Off we go.”
Leaving the men behind?
Shae Vanderin: Yes, to stay at the inn. Im planning to come back to the inn as soon as I know the situation and move them if needed.
K. You set off from the inn.
The noble quarter isn’t far from the merchant district, where your inn is located.
Shae Vanderin: Can I say I grabbed my equipment and armor?
Yes, sure.
You notice armed groups in the uniform of the city militia roaming the merchant quarter.
Some un-uniformed men accompany some of the groups as well.
Campaign saved.
Others are patrolling the streets beyond.
Another series of deep, booming drum beats echoes from the fortress on the plateau.
Shae Vanderin: The fortress is where the military guard are stationed correct?
Yes.
You hear shouting in a language you assume to be dwarven, and the uniform rattling of heavily armored men thumping down the road leading up to the fort.
When you get two blocks from the noble quarter, you are stopped.
Wagons and crates have been dragged across the street.
A combination of local commoners and city militia man the barricade.
Shae Vanderin: How many?
Raegar: so the city militia went with the peasents…
Raegar: commoners rather
You see about ten on the barricade, armed with a combination of spears and crossbows.
A couple of dwarves are parked about 30 yards short of the barricade, fidgeting nervously.
Shae Vanderin: “Lets ask those dwarves what exactly is going on.”
Campaign saved.
Shae Vanderin: Clarification, are the dwarves on our side of the barricade or the noble side?
Your side.
They’ve been prevented from getting through to the noble quarter as well.
Shae Vanderin: “Whats the situation soldier?”
You think you can make out a second barricade about two blocks farther in from this one, blocking exit from the noble quarter.
Captain Ironbelt: “Whats that? Who’re— ah, t’is you lot. Should’ve guessed you’d turn up.”
Raegar: “Whats going on Captain?”
Captain Ironbelt: “Those maniacs have barricaded off the entire noble quarter – double row of fortifications, one line facing in, one facing out.”
Shae Vanderin gives a short bow once she recognizes the captain.
Raegar: “Have they started killing the nobles yet?”
Captain Ironbelt: “Most of the city militia went over to them, and they’ve distributed arms.”
“Not that I know of – things were pretty quiet until some loon came running screamin’ and a-wailin’ about vampires.”
Captain Ironbelt: “Not that I know of – things were pretty quiet until some loon came running screamin’ and a-wailin’ about vampires.”
Raegar: “What does your commander intend to do about it..?”
Captain Ironbelt: “Well now, that depends on what goes on..”
Captain Ironbelt: “What the nice young man on that wagon says is that they just want to have a talk, some sort’ve religious sit-down or something.”
Captain Ironbelt: “If that’s true, and nothing happens… then the colonel probably won’t do a blessed thing.”
Captain Ironbelt: “But I’m not daft enough to think that’ll be the case – there’ll be blood, especially if what that nutter was yelling about vampires is true. Or even if its not, for that matter.”
Campaign saved.
Raegar: “Its true..”
Captain Ironbelt: “If fighting start—-what?”
Raegar: “Its true. Most, not all, of the nobles, in this city, are vampires.”
Captain Ironbelt: “Moradin’s beard… if that’s true, and those daft fools do start a fight…”
Captain Ironbelt: “That whole district’ll be a bleedin’ slaughterhouse.”
Captain Ironbelt: “That said.. I’ve got pickets watching the whole thing – best guess says there’s about nine thousand civvies and militia in there. Another coupla hundred – mostly in the merchant quarter and the areas between there and here.”
something,” and he pauses to look at Hoxton, “riled the locals up bloody good.”
Raegar: “Putting their numbers well in the range where they can kill all of the nobles and their men..”
Raegar: “He is a paladin of Horus, he only did what his order commands him to do… Spread the faith..”
Raegar: “Whether that was wise in this case is entirely up for debate..”
Raegar: “The question now is what to do about it…”
Hoxton: “It is always wise to spread the faith of Horus’s light.”
Captain Ironbelt: “Aye, and there’s a priest in there with them as well. Urging caution and rational action, from what my scouts say. So I can hardly fault the clergy here.”
Campaign saved.
Captain Ironbelt: “What I’m worried about are peasant hotheads.”
Shae Vanderin: “I wonder if that is Hansen you speak of.”
Captain Ironbelt: “Chap was with you on the way in – drove a little cart?”
Raegar: ‘Perhaps we can help… Make calmer heads prevail…“
”color:#000054;">Raegar: “Aye..”
Shae Vanderin nods.
Captain Ironbelt: "Yeh, that’s him."
Captain Ironbelt: “I tell ye, if there’s a fight.. I don’t know what we can do.”
Captain Ironbelt: “There’s three thousand of us, but if we step in, no telling what the rest of the population – and the rest of the militia – would do. They might decide to all rise up.”
Captain Ironbelt: “And then we’d probably have to abandon the city.”
Raegar: “Then the Dalrithaar would take it back… By force..?”
Captain Ironbelt: “What else could we do if the city were in rebellion?”
Captain Ironbelt: “We couldn’t ignore it – we’d wait for reinforcements and lay siege – again.”
Raegar: “Indeed.”
Shae Vanderin: “The only possible peaceful solution to this is to give the commoners what they want — for now in order to calm them. They must be granted audience and have this sit down religious talk with the nobles.”
Campaign saved.
A column of dwarves heaves into view around the corner behind you.
They deploy in ranks across the end of the street, facing the barricade, but make no moves to approach.
Shae Vanderin: “Raegar, do you think you could convince them to agree to a meeting inside their estate at one of their tables?”
Raegar: “Well, I think we stand a reasonable chance yes.”
Captain Ironbelt: “The threat of inevitable defeat tends to make even the undead see reason.”
Raegar: “We have hoxton here to calm the faithful.. I know some of the nobles..”
Shae Vanderin: “Is there a way to get us passed the baricade in order for us to talk to the nobles?”
Raegar: “There is one important fact however…”
Raegar: “Since the maniac yelling about vampires is the barkeep..”
Raegar: “Our barkeep..”
Raegar: “We may need to bring him somewhere else…”
Raegar: “That would be your job Shae…”
A voice calls out from the direction of the barricade, “Shae? Raegar? Hoxton??”
Raegar: “Unless you’d rather talk to the leaders…”
Shae Vanderin: Look in the direction of the voice.
Campaign saved.
Selene is drawing near the barricade at a jog, led by a commoner.
Shae Vanderin: Any sign of the barkeep?
Nope.
Raegar: “Hello Selene.”
Shae Vanderin: “Hes gonna be near impossible to find in a throng of nine thousand.”
Shae Vanderin: “Selene!”
Raegar: “Find the one yelling about vampires the loudest..”
She leaps the barricade, “This is getting out of hand – there’s no fighting yet, and Hansen’s doing his best, but word’s spread like wildfire that they’re all vampires.”
Selene: “A few clear heads are keeping the peace, but the nobles aren’t showing much inclination to talk.”
Shae Vanderin: Follow Selene.
Raegar: “Captain, is there any way your Commander wouldnt interven, even if there were blood?”
Captain Ironbelt: “Like I was saying before – he can’t intervene without losing the city.”
Captain Ironbelt: “So he has a choice.”
Captain Ironbelt: “He can let the commoners potentially kill the nobles, or become the first governor in Mishria to lose a city.”
Raegar: “So, if the commoners start killing the vampires, but they do not attack your men, or harm the city..”
Campaign saved.
Raegar: “Captain… A word..”
Raegar: “Alone..”
He nods, and moves off a few yards.
Raegar: " I have a plan..“
”color:#000054;">Raegar: “You may find what I say distasteful.. I am.. taking a chance.. based on our single conversation at the gates…”
Raegar: “What would happen if the nobles attacked some of your men…”
Raegar: “If you understand my meaning..”
Captain Ironbelt: “Given the revelation of their nature…”
Captain Ironbelt: “I would say that they would fall under the heading of ‘enemy undead’, and it would be our duty to defend the city from them.”
Raegar: “Then your commander does not lose a city..”
Raegar: “The commoners dont have to deal with vampires..”
There is the rattle of heavy armor approaching.
Campaign saved.
Raegar: “Captain.. Quickly.. How convincing would an attack on you and your men have to be to illicit a response?”
I should re-iterate – by “approaching” I mean its within 20 feet, and its a single dwarf.
Raegar: oh lol
Raegar: I was thinking column
No, the column is already here. Its about 30 feet away.
This appears to be an officer approaching from that column.
Nick (Shae Vanderin): Dave as an aside, you realize that if baron Drescher is a vampire then there goes your lumber contract.
Raegar: yeeeep…
Kiergath: I think he’s banking on another lumber baron emerging to fill the vacancy.
Raegar: this is also plan B
Raegar: Raegar plans to try and broker a peace
Raegar: but finds that.. unlikely…
Captain Ironbelt: “I’d say fairly. I’ve got sentries scattered all over the area – some of them inside that perimeter.”
Raegar: give him a description of a place ive seen
Captain Ironbelt: “If any of the forward patrols were to come under attack, and then get word back.. that’d suffice.”
Raegar: ok
Raegar: “Very well..”
A dwarf clad head to toe in blue-trimmed black plate stomps up, before heaving his helmet off to reveal a bushy black beard and a head, shaven except for a topknot.
Raegar: “thank you for your time Captain, let us hope calmer heads prevail.”
He nods, before stepping away to babble in dwarven with the newcomer.
Campaign saved.
Raegar: head back to my companions
Raegar: “We need to try and broker peace.”
Raegar: “If it fails…”
Raegar: “Shae, I know you were displeased with Garmol..”
Raegar: “Would you say that the nobles here being vampires, might… change things here..”
Raegar: “I have a second plan..”
Raegar: “If the peace deal fails..”
Shae Vanderin: “I was displeased with Garmol by the harshness of became of the nobility. I dont doubt that some of them were guilty of starving the commoners.”
Shae Vanderin: “I just felt that death to all merchants and nobles was incredibly extreme.”
Raegar: “My second plan.. Would mean the extermination of the nobles here..”
Shae Vanderin: “Including the innocents and children.”
Raegar: “There would be no controlling what we unleash..”
Shae Vanderin: “If the legends of vampires are true it may be the other way around.”
Raegar: “But, if a battle breaks out between the nobles and the commoners, and the commoners start it, Daltigoth will lose the city.”
Raegar: “A few dozen, at most a hundred vampires against thousands of commoners? Armed commoners? And a town militia?”
Raegar: “The captain thinks that if the commoners go after the nobles, the entire city would rise, he thinks even they couldnt hold the city.”
Raegar: “Never miind the vampires. They’d be deader than dirt.”
Shae Vanderin: “I doubt they would fight to the end – the vampire nobles I mean. Some would no doubt escape.”
Campaign saved.
Raegar: “..this is pointless.”
Raegar: “It has nothing to do with anything.”
Behind you, there’s an immensely loud clank and the rattling of metal. Armored footsteps ring out from the dwarven line.
Raegar: “If we seem to be on the brink of a battle starting. The nobles must be the ones to start it, and they should start it by attacking the dwarves..”
Raegar: “That would bring in the Dalrithaar on the side of the commoners..”
Raegar: “If that doesnt happen, the city will be declared in revolt, the dwarves will leave, they will come back with greater numbers and siege the city.”
Raegar: “Once they take it, it will be put to the axe.”
Shae Vanderin: “I dont even know if the commoners are just if they were to attack. The commoners here had food, shelter and a billowing marketplace. I had not heard of any missing persons or unexplained disappearences in the city. I cant take a moral standpoint on either side here.”
Raegar: “Everyone, will die.”
Shae Vanderin: “Lets try to broker a peace.
”color:#000054;">Shae Vanderin: “
”color:#000054;“>You begin to hear chanting from behind you.
”color:#000054;">Raegar: “Lets go.”
Shae Vanderin: “The nobles have to agree to let the commoners have their faith.”
Shae Vanderin: “The ultimatum is unfortunately on them.”
Raegar: “you dont even know thats what they want.”
Raegar: start heaing to the barricade
Shae Vanderin: “Thats what weve heard. The main thing is to get them talking as soon as possible so that we can find out.”
Shae Vanderin: Follow.
At semi-regular intervals, the chanting voice ceases, and a response is called out from dozens of voices.
Campaign saved.
You draw near the barricades. The peasants don’t even seem to register your approach, staring in open-mouthed curiosity down the street behind you.
Shae Vanderin: Glance behind us, how many dwarves?
At a guess, seventy five, in three ranks of 25 each.
All currently kneeling in the street, in ranks.
A 76th is standing before them, his armor black and inlaid with gleaming gold.
That one is brandishing a warhammer and pacing before them, calling out what can only be a prayer.
Shae Vanderin: They have siege weapons?
Halberds, battleaxes, and slung shields.
Ironbelt’s men are more lightly equipped, carrying axes and crossbows.
Shae Vanderin: Climb over the barricade if I can.
They don’t stop you.
Raegar: keep
Raegar: going
Shae Vanderin: Take 20 then so I dont fall.
Raegar: to the crooowd
Selene: “I got here when the show was just starting – they stopped me initially, but I told them I’d been at Garmol.”
Campaign saved.
Selene: “After that, they let me move about without much trouble.”
As you draw near the inner barricade, facing the noble’s quarter, you realize that while there were only perhaps ten men manning that facing the dwarves..
the barricades facing the noble district are literally lined with men.
More watch from rooftops, and crossbows poke out from building windows.
Raegar: im looking for a noble guard
You cross the barricade.
Beyond, there is no crowd. Only a handful of commoners and militia, Hansen, and two men in noble livery.
Beyond them, blocking entrance to the noble district, is a line of men wearing the livery of the nobles.
The small knot of people including Hansen are roughly equidistant from both noble guards and the commoner barricades.
Shae Vanderin: “Hello all. We are friends of Hansen.”
Brother Hansen: “Oh, thank goodness! If someone doesn’t talk sense into these people- all of them – I don’t know whats going to happen.”
Campaign saved.
Shae Vanderin: “Whats the situation? What are the peoples demands? A meeting correct?”
Brother Hansen: “Yes, a meeting.”
Raegar: “And the responce has been?”
Peasant: “Meeting?! No, they must accept Horus into their hearts as we have! They must!”
Militia Officer: “Be silent.”
Brother Hansen: “Alas, some of this new flock has not understood the concept of ‘choice’ and free will. They have decided there can be nothing but conversion.”
Shae Vanderin: “Sounds simple so far. Has anyone had the opprotunity to speak with the nobles?”
Noble Guard: “My… lady… my masters have no interest in being burdened with this curious mania gripping the rabble.”
Shae Vanderin: “Do your masters understand the severity of it?”
Shae Vanderin: “As in, possible full scale rebellion of the city?”
Noble Guard: “Ahhh, but full scale rebellion would require that we too fought our new overlords.”
Noble Guard: “If the peasants chose the path of rebellion, they would be caught between the Dwarves, and we loyal servants of the crown.”
Campaign saved.
Shae Vanderin: “We would like an audience with Lord Franz Eisenberg VI. There may be more to this situation that are for his ears.”
Raegar: “What do those who simply want a meeting seek?”
Raegar: “Brother Hansen?”
Brother Hansen: “I could not, at this point, tell you. The demands of all parties have shifted so much since this began, and with the word of vampires- vampires, can you believe it?! – things have become only more muddied.”
Militia Officer: “Our demands are these. Firstly – not a demand – that the nobles be given the opportunity to also partake in the Faith. Second – the repealing of all laws punishing private trade. Third – the repeal of laws allowing the present trade monopolies to exist.”
Campaign saved.
Shae Vanderin: There are laws against private trade in the city?
So he says.
Shae Vanderin: What about all the merchants at the marketplace, they were all government contractors?
Raegar: trade
Raegar: monopoliiies
Raegar: soooo…
Shae Vanderin: That implies importing/exporting.
Raegar: they are trading for someone or had the money to buy their way
Raegar: no it doesnt..
Raegar: a monopoly only means someone is alone trading certain commodities.
GM: it simply means that the trade in a given commodity is controlled, by either a single person or group.
GM: it doesn’t mean necessarily import or export.
Raegar: the strict term for what is going on here is oligopoly..
Shae Vanderin: Ok.
Raegar: small number of sellers..
Raegar: no competition..
Raegar: …THIS ISNT ECON 101
Shae Vanderin: Isnt that the standard of a guilded economy?
Raegar: Im done with that one..
Raegar: a .. guilded economy?
Raegar: Technically a guild is a monopoly on a service
Shae Vanderin: yeah were trade guilds control the market and theres no private trade.
Raegar: Stonecutters guild = only place you can get stonecutters
GM: a guild functions as part monopoly, part proto-union
Raegar: yep
GM: or, rather, it is a proto-union
Raegar: private trade is something else
GM: that also happens to have a localized monopoly
Campaign saved.
GM: Private trade means its legal for me to grow vegetables in my garden, walk over to your house with them in a basket, and sell them to you.
Raegar: no private trade would be that the governement is both producing and selling everything the people need
Shae Vanderin: Ok so the militias demands are that they desolve all the guilds/individual monopolies’ exclusive right to trade agreements.
Raegar: …i like morgans better
Raegar: I think it just means they want access to the market to not be controlled.
Raegar: It is at the moment
GM: At the moment, so far as you can tell
GM: trafficking in any given guild is controlled in Tombshade by one or two individuals
GM: …
GM: any given good*
Shae Vanderin: Well if thats the case then this is about alot more than just Horus’s ‘light’.
Shae Vanderin: ""^
Raegar: told you..
Raegar: at the barricade
Raegar: we didnt even know what they wanted lol
Shae Vanderin: “I see…”
Shae Vanderin: “Raegar a moment aside..”
Peasant: “Woman, cease thy prattling about worldly needs! They must accept the Light of Horus – that is all that is paramount! All else will come as the great Sun God wills it!”
Raegar: guys
Raegar: sorry to break up the party but contrary to most weeks
Raegar: i have to work tomorrow
NOOOOOOOOOO! Cliffhanger?!
Nick (Shae Vanderin): kk np
Raegar: so im gonna have to go to bed
Raegar: aaan’ i thnk this is gonna tae a while
Nick (Shae Vanderin): ya
yes, yes it will!
Take five hundred XP, while you’re at it, folks.
Shae Vanderin: Not complaining!
Hasn’t been any combat in forever, all arr-pee.
Hoxton, I’m considering docking you for starting a crusade.
On the other hand, I’m considering giving you a bonus for body count.
Raegar: that i has to fix..
Campaign saved.
Raegar: i still think my noble killing plan is the best alternative
Raegar: i just need to get my hands on some uniforms..
quite.
Nick (Shae Vanderin): theyll leave, vampire can just turn to mist and fly away.
And we still wonder… where the hell is Lasariel?
Raegar: i have my theories
Nick (Shae Vanderin): who knows
Raegar: I think shes inside one of the mansions
Raegar: gnight folks
Night chaps.
Nick (Shae Vanderin): ok ill ttyl peeps
‘Pitr De Vries’ disconnected
‘Nick’ disconnected
‘Alex’ disconnected

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To Seek the Stars Kiergath