Drunmore Adventures III

<body topmargin=0 leftmargin=0 marginheight=0 marginwidth=0> <table cellpadding=0 cellspacing=0 border=0><tr> <td valign="top" rowspan="2" width=210 BGCOLOR="#99CC99" TEXT="#080000" bgproperties="fixed" background="12a8dfc3.jpg"> <div> <B> </B></div> </td> <td valign="top" colspan=2 height=82 BGCOLOR="#CCCC99" TEXT="#080000" bgproperties="fixed" background="12b8dfe1esnpes.jpg"> <div> <FONT SIZE="5" COLOR="#336666" FACE="Arial" ><B>Missiledine's Archives</B></FONT><B>     </B><B>|</B><B>     </B><A HREF="index.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Missiledines Archives"><U><B>home</B></U></A></div> <div> <A HREF="id211.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Drunmore Adventures"><U>Drunmore Adventures</U></A>   |   <A HREF="id216.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Drunmore Adventures II"><U>Drunmore Adventures II</U></A>   |   <B>Drunmore Adventures III</B>   |   <A HREF="id222.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Drunmore Adventure IV"><U>Drunmore Adventure IV</U></A>   |   <A HREF="id231.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Back to the Palood"><U>Back to the Palood</U></A>   |   <A HREF="id234.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Back to the Palood II"><U>Back to the Palood II</U></A>   |   <A HREF="id260.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Back to the Palood III"><U>Back to the Palood III</U></A>   |   <A HREF="id262.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Back to the Palood IV"><U>Back to the Palood IV</U></A>   |   <A HREF="id265.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Back to the Palood V"><U>Back to the Palood V</U></A>   |   <A HREF="id272.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Back to the Palood VI"><U>Back to the Palood VI</U></A>   |   <A HREF="id273.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Back to the Palood VII"><U>Back to the Palood VII</U></A>   |   <A HREF="id279.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Back to the Palood IIX"><U>Back to the Palood IIX</U></A>   |   <A HREF="id282.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE=" Back to the Palood IX"><U> Back to the Palood IX</U></A>   |   <A HREF="id283.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE=" Back to the Palood X"><U> Back to the Palood X</U></A>   |   <A HREF="id286.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE=" Back to the Palood XI"><U> Back to the Palood XI</U></A>   |   <A HREF="id287.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Back to the Palood XII"><U>Back to the Palood XII</U></A>   |   <A HREF="id289.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Back to the Palood XIII"><U>Back to the Palood XIII</U></A>   |   <A HREF="id291.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE=" Back to the Palood XIV"><U> Back to the Palood XIV</U></A>   |   <A HREF="id293.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Back to the Palood XV"><U>Back to the Palood XV</U></A>   |   <A HREF="id298.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE="Back to the Palood XVI"><U>Back to the Palood XVI</U></A></div> <div> <A HREF="id6.htm" TARGET="_top" TITLE=" Missiledines Archives"><U><B>Archive Directory</B></U></A></div> </td> </tr><tr> <td valign="top" height=398 colspan=2 BGCOLOR="#CCCC99" TEXT="#080000" bgproperties="fixed" background="12b8dfc3.jpg"> <div> <I>Drunmore Adventures III</I></div> <div> You have just entered room "Dukejr01 Chat46."</div> <div> Docportal has entered the room.</div> <div> Missiledine: ok, that works for me</div> <div> Dukejr01: says Doc is Away</div> <div> Dukejr01: oh there h is</div> <div> Missiledine: I know</div> <div> Docportal: I just got back</div> <div> Missiledine: good</div> <div> Missiledine: Ok... Corren, as your wot of late, you are in the common room of the Crow, just having tucked away a</div> <div> Missiledine: meal and a few pints</div> <div> Missiledine: Leena is with you, but Rolb is not at the moment</div> <div> Dukejr01: always a good thing</div> <div> Docportal: Host is not red. Go to red. Thanks</div> <div> Missiledine: oops</div> <div> Dukejr01: <the red ink of death></div> <div> Missiledine: ok... that is better</div> <div> Dukejr01: <:-P></div> <div> Missiledine: Now your in for it!</div> <div> Docportal: Yes thank</div> <div> Missiledine: Doc... your character will arrive at the Crow looking for a bit of supper and to see if you pick up </div> <div> Missiledine: any interesting rumors etc</div> <div> Docportal: Yap</div> <div> Missiledine: as you enter you will see that there is pretty much the usual type crowd, tho it has been awhile </div> <div> Missiledine: since you were here</div> <div> Missiledine: <hang on a sec></div> <div> Docportal: <I am hanging myself></div> <div> Dukejr01: <ow. that has got to hurt></div> <div> Dawn12 has entered the room.</div> <div> Docportal: <I am adding some to watch></div> <div> Missiledine: Looking about you see a few locals and a number of obvious mercenary and other disereputable types</div> <div> Missiledine: Hello?</div> <div> Dawn12: hi</div> <div> Missiledine: Hi</div> <div> Dukejr01: hi</div> <div> Dawn12: my name is ashley</div> <div> Missiledine: Are you interested in playing, Ashley?</div> <div> Dawn12: i dont know how?</div> <div> Dawn12: but i can try</div> <div> Missiledine: well, just watch and see what you think.. have you roleplayed before?</div> <div> Dawn12: no</div> <div> Missiledine: ok, well your welcome to watch</div> <div> Dawn12: ok</div> <div> Missiledine: The room is noisy, smokey and somewhat crowded. There are very few places to sit but you find a small</div> <div> Missiledine: table near a rather formidable looking young man and a young girl who seem to have just finished s</div> <div> Missiledine: supper.</div> <div> Missiledine: As you are waiting to be served you see the door swing open and a wiry looking guy you know as a </div> <div> Missiledine: minor figure in the local underworld, comes sidling on in.. He looks around, then heads over to you</div> <div> Docportal: I wait to see what he wants.</div> <div> Missiledine: It takes you a sec to place his name, its Kahl Somethingorother.... He sits down.</div> <div> Missiledine: "How ya been Fred?"</div> <div> Docportal: "I am been doing great, Kahl. Who about you?"</div> <div> Missiledine: "Leanin forward all the way! Hey, have ya heard the news? It seems the Hunchback got himself killed!"</div> <div> Missiledine: He shakes his head, "How about that! Must be a whole lot of disappointed folks wishin they'd been the</div> <div> Missiledine: one to do him in!"</div> <div> Missiledine: (The Hunchback is, or was, as you know, a notorious brigand and river pirate that worked the forest</div> <div> Missiledine: and river area between Drunmore and Velitrium City... He had an evil reputation</div> <div> Docportal: <Have I seen any papers on him?></div> <div> Missiledine: Kahl is flagging down a server.</div> <div> Missiledine: Oh yes, there is, or was a considerable reward offered for the Hunchback and his associates... </div> <div> Docportal: "Yes, Heard there was a reward offered for him and his associates."</div> <div> Missiledine: Corren, you are sitting minding your own business when you catch a bit of conversation going on </div> <div> Missiledine: at the table behind you... the name "HUnchback" jumps out at you</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren quietly turns and ear to them.</div> <div> Missiledine: "Well, a lot of em apparently got away... That ghoul of a necromancer, Sharley, he's still on </div> <div> Missiledine: the prowl."</div> <div> Missiledine: Sharkey not Sharley!</div> <div> Missiledine: <GM typo!></div> <div> Docportal: "I would think so. With so much to do."</div> <div> Missiledine: "Course, some say he's really the brains behind the whole outfit."</div> <div> Missiledine: "Still, the Kingdom will be a sweeter place now that that old sadist the Hunchback is rottin in a </div> <div> Missiledine: grave... Assuming Sharkey lets him rot!" He laughs</div> <div> Docportal: "Yes, that is a good point."</div> <div> Missiledine: Kahl orders an ale and says, "So, you still pushin paper for the Magistrates?"</div> <div> Docportal: "Yes, What better joy would there be for me?"</div> <div> Docportal: Joy=job</div> <div> Missiledine: "Hah! That's a laugh! I can think of a lot of things I'd rather be doing then shufflin parchments for</div> <div> Missiledine: the Countess' lap dogs!"</div> <div> Missiledine: He will collect his ale, drop a couple bits on the table and get up. "Well, see ya round Fred. </div> <div> Missiledine: Hopefully not while your workin!" He heads off with a nod</div> <div> Docportal: "good day to you"</div> <div> Missiledine: Kahl works his way over to the crowded end of the bar, you suspect he's about to start work</div> <div> Missiledine: Corren: The conversation behind you has ended, the one called Fred is still at the table</div> <div> Docportal: I look around to see if anything of intress is going on</div> <div> Missiledine: Fred: The server will have come for your supper order, whatever that may be</div> <div> Docportal: a light dinner</div> <div> Docportal: With ale</div> <div> Missiledine: The room seems calm enough, no brawls, nothing out of the ordinary </div> <div> Docportal: <Cost?></div> <div> Missiledine: no extrordinarily odd loking people hereabout...</div> <div> Dukejr01: How far away is the other guy at the table?</div> <div> Missiledine: About three feet behind you</div> <div> Missiledine: <$1.25></div> <div> Docportal: Are the poeple at my table talking?</div> <div> Missiledine: you are sitting alone at the moment</div> <div> Docportal: I will get up and try to find somewhere to sit with other poeple</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren moves his chair back and to the left a little. he turns.</div> <div> Missiledine: well... there is that couple not far from you</div> <div> Dukejr01: "I couldn't help overhearing. you work for the magistrate?</div> <div> Dukejr01: "</div> <div> Docportal: "Yes, I work for the magistrate. What do you have an up coming case?"</div> <div> Dukejr01: "No. no upcoming case. I was wondering if you knew anything about this Sharkey."</div> <div> Docportal: "I know that he is a necromancer."</div> <div> Dukejr01: "Hmmm.... I would be interested in learning anything at all about him.... "</div> <div> Dukejr01: "I am sorry, My name is Corren. Please, join us"</div> <div> Docportal: "And with ties to the Scarlet Cult. He has a death sentence on his head conferred by the Church and</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren pours him a beer.</div> <div> Docportal: Was convicted in abstentia on several murders and nexromancy counts. He is said to be an Albino."</div> <div> Docportal: Sure I will join you at your table</div> <div> Dukejr01: "Does sharkey have any known preferences or haunts?"</div> <div> Dukejr01: "This is Leena." With a look of apology to her.</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren squeezes her hand.</div> <div> Docportal: "Hello Leena. I am Fred.</div> <div> Missiledine: <Leena in an NPC></div> <div> Missiledine: "Hello Fred." She smiles</div> <div> Docportal: "I work for the magistrate."</div> <div> Docportal: <That is good to know></div> <div> Dukejr01: "Why doesn't the Magistrate or Church hunt him down?"</div> <div> Docportal: ".They have tried, but no luck so far."</div> <div> Dawn12 has left the room.</div> <div> Docportal: Place that Sharkey hangs out at. Umm the river mostly, but has been reported to have a hidey hole in </div> <div> Dukejr01: <in.....></div> <div> Dukejr01: <AIM chat cuts off after a few charactors, a hundred or so></div> <div> Dukejr01: <my last is "hidey hole in"</div> <div> Docportal has left the room.</div> <div> Dawn12 has entered the room.</div> <div> Docportal has entered the room.</div> <div> Missiledine: Hi guys</div> <div> Missiledine: Problems?</div> <div> Dukejr01: there he is</div> <div> Missiledine: Maybe...</div> <div> Docportal: I had a power went out here. I know that Dawn had been kicked</div> <div> Docportal: out of the chat room</div> <div> Dukejr01: gotcha</div> <div> Missiledine: no problem</div> <div> Docportal: I was the last talking right?</div> <div> Missiledine: right</div> <div> Dukejr01: last was "Has hidey hole in..."</div> <div> Docportal: The palood. He almost never comes into the City, too easily recongnised.</div> <div> Dawn12 has left the room.</div> <div> Dawn12 has entered the room.</div> <div> Dawn12 has left the room.</div> <div> Docportal: But there is a man that my knowledge tells me that might know where to find Sharkey.</div> <div> Dawn12 has entered the room.</div> <div> Dukejr01: "The Palood? hmmm... intersting. how about his associates? Roclar, for example."</div> <div> Dukejr01: "ah?"</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren perks up at that. refills his beer.</div> <div> Docportal: His name is Phone and he is the leading fenec in Drunmore."</div> <div> Missiledine: <Rhone></div> <div> Docportal: "Finding Rhone might take a little legwork."</div> <div> Dukejr01: "Rhone. eh? he fences for Sharkey?"</div> <div> Docportal: "So I figure."</div> <div> Dukejr01: "Well, Fred. there is a pretty price on Sharkey's head. Care to collect?"</div> <div> Docportal: "I don't know all the names of his crew, there be to many wanted men in the kingdom! But they </div> <div> Missiledine: (Why don't you two describe yourselves for each othwers benefit, and Ashley's))</div> <div> Docportal: generally travel together. Sure I love to collect."</div> <div> Docportal: <Ok></div> <div> Docportal: The way I look: Aduit Male, Age around 28. Eyes Blue, Hair brown. normal hight for the time.</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren is a little over 6 feet, slim but well muscled. wearing leather pants with heavy boots, and a</div> <div> Dukejr01: fine wollen shirt, he haas a sword scabbarded at his hip and a couple of long knives on him. </div> <div> Dukejr01: short black hairm grey eyes. even features. clean shaven.</div> <div> Docportal: Also Fred is wearing a Turnic with leather pants. And leather boots.</div> <div> Docportal: I take a few second/minutes to shine my boots</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren looks at him curiously.</div> <div> Dukejr01: He looks around for Rolb.</div> <div> Missiledine: no sign og him yet</div> <div> Dukejr01: k</div> <div> Docportal: <Things we say. that my not mean anything to you. NPC=Non-player character.></div> <div> Dukejr01: "Well, I am a Katalla mercenary. What do you bring to the party?"</div> <div> Docportal: "I be a mage and a magistrate lap dog."</div> <div> Missiledine: <LOL!></div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren laughs.</div> <div> Docportal: Fred laughs also</div> <div> Dukejr01: WEll, both might be useful for our needs.</div> <div> Dukejr01: <put that in quotes></div> <div> Missiledine: (Ashley: When things are typed in ( ) or < > they are said out of context of the game. The </div> <div> Missiledine: characters aren't actually saying it)</div> <div> Dawn12: (i know)</div> <div> Missiledine: <ok></div> <div> Dukejr01: "I have a partner, Rolb. He is also Katalla. We should talk to him before we start lookig for this </div> <div> Docportal: <I fill that one in></div> <div> Dukejr01: Rhone fellow"</div> <div> Dukejr01: "When can you take time from your duties as lap dog? And can you learn more about Sharkey there?"</div> <div> Dukejr01: Vorren is alert for people listening in on their conversation</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren, that is</div> <div> Missiledine: <Ok></div> <div> Dukejr01: <Vorren is an entirely different fellow, a cousin maybe></div> <div> Dukejr01: :-D</div> <div> Docportal: "I am not sure when I will have off. But I have a few ideas as to where to start. A man named Telgas,</div> <div> Docportal: a second story man and cut purse."</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren raises an eyebrow, he signals for another round. Fred is drinking on Corren tonight.</div> <div> Docportal: "If you like I think tomorrow is my day off. I could help you then."</div> <div> Dukejr01: "Sounds like a good time to start. I will talk to my partner. Generally, we split the reward equally</div> <div> Dukejr01: among all party members. shares of the deceasd go tothe family. Agreed?"</div> <div> Docportal: "That is very nice of you to pay for my drinks tonight. Of course."</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren grins. "You are the man with the information."</div> <div> Docportal: "To all party members and/or family. I can agreed to that"</div> <div> Docportal: "Ture, very ture."</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren nods, "Good." </div> <div> Dukejr01: What time is it?</div> <div> Missiledine: about 8pm</div> <div> Dukejr01: TY</div> <div> Missiledine: As you chat the front door opens and in strolls Rolb. He looks around, sees you and heads over</div> <div> Missiledine: TY?</div> <div> Dukejr01: TY = Thank You</div> <div> Missiledine: <ah!></div> <div> Dukejr01: "Rolb! Have a seat. Meet Fred. Fred, This is my partner Rolb."</div> <div> Docportal: <Rolb is another NPC, Ashley.></div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren pitches his voice so it doesn't carry. "Fred is a mage, he also works for the magistrate."</div> <div> Missiledine: "Hello laddie!" He says to you. He looks at Fred, "Tis a pleasure I'm sure."</div> <div> Missiledine: He sits down and winks at Leena</div> <div> Docportal: "Hello, Rolb."</div> <div> Dawn12: Hi</div> <div> Missiledine: "does he now... Hmmm, that could be very interestin."</div> <div> Dukejr01: "He says Sharkey has a bolthole in the Palood. and thinks he we can find out more by finding a fence</div> <div> Missiledine: <"Hello!"></div> <div> Dukejr01: by the name of Rhone"</div> <div> Dawn12: (hi)</div> <div> Missiledine: "Rhone? dunno think I'v erd of im."</div> <div> Docportal: "With my work at the magistrate. I see alot of paper work go by."</div> <div> Dukejr01: "What about this fellow Telgas, second story man. why do we need to see find him?"</div> <div> Dukejr01: <scratch the "see"></div> <div> Missiledine: "Ah, well then, where can we find this bucko?"</div> <div> Docportal: "He is my contack with the underword."</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren smiles. "Fred would like to join us in collecting on Sharkey. Even shares. deceased shares go </div> <div> Dukejr01: to family."</div> <div> Docportal: <contact*></div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren looks at Rolb "Suits?"</div> <div> Missiledine: "Well, there be plenty to go around when it comes ta cuttin up that lot."</div> <div> Dukejr01: "When is the best time to reach your contact?"</div> <div> Docportal: "Well it is a bit early to look for Telgas. Give it some time."</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren shrugs amiably.</div> <div> Docportal: "Well if we want to catch him eating, now. Working(cutpurse time, 10 - midnight. 12-5 breaking time."</div> <div> Docportal: "He sleeps all day."</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren chuckles. "Its regular work."</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren looks at Rolb "you;d think working would be easier."</div> <div> Missiledine: "Ah do me best work at night!" Rolb laughs and waves down a server. "Bring me a bit of the double V!"</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren laughs.</div> <div> Docportal: Fred laughts.</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren puts his arm around his girl.</div> <div> Dukejr01: "Well, you know best when to talk to him. it occurs that the fence may work mostly at night as well.</div> <div> Docportal: "Well now will be the easist time to talk to him. Let go check out his hanging places."</div> <div> Missiledine: Rolb sips his drink and says, "Do ya want some muscle when ye go lookin fer this lad?"</div> <div> Missiledine: "Hanging places? Like the gallows?"</div> <div> Docportal: "For the fence yes but Telgas is good man. But lets go together, I could be hours finding him."</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren looks at Rolb. "Armour?"</div> <div> Docportal: "No, no that type of hanging. It where he like to eat."</div> <div> Missiledine: Rolb nods and tosses offd his whiskey. "Neh, dunno want ta look like we're askin fer trouble. Just</div> <div> Missiledine: bring yer sticker along."</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren nods. He gathers Leena up for a kiss. "Sorry, dear. more business."</div> <div> Missiledine: She pouts, grumbles and gets up to go do some work</div> <div> Docportal: "Ok we are off to The Pit."</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren throws on his cloak.</div> <div> Missiledine: "Oh mon!" Rolb laughs, "That hole? Bloody hell!"</div> <div> Dukejr01: "Maybe we should wear armour?"</div> <div> Missiledine: Rolb grins, "What lad, are ye worried?"</div> <div> Docportal: "What did you think. Big money man?"</div> <div> Dukejr01: "Dunno. should I?"</div> <div> Missiledine: "Neh, we can handle it.... I've been there before."</div> <div> Docportal: "Only if things get rought. Would you need to worry."</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren shrugs. "Okay."</div> <div> Missiledine: you pay your tab and head out. It's a cold wet night with a bone chilling wind</div> <div> Dukejr01: Good thing Corren has a cloak. he puts up the hood."</div> <div> Missiledine: The Pit is down near the docks so it gets colder and wetter as you approach...</div> <div> Missiledine: Rolb and Fred will lead you to a large warehouse and around the backside where there is a flight of</div> <div> Docportal: "Brrrr, it is colddd and wettt out tonight."</div> <div> Missiledine: stairs going down to a basement level... The door below opens as you approach and you hear music and</div> <div> Missiledine: voices from the tavern </div> <div> Missiledine: a man comes stumbling out, falls heavily against the wall, then pulls himself up and starts wearily</div> <div> Docportal: I try to see who it is. </div> <div> Missiledine: climbing the steps... As he passes you it is plain that he has a bloody nose and a badly bruised face</div> <div> Missiledine: you don't recognise him</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren grins</div> <div> Docportal: "Looks like things are a little rought to night also."</div> <div> Missiledine: "Tis a right bonnie place!" Rolb laughs and leads the way down</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren chuckles, he hasn't brawled for weeks.</div> <div> Missiledine: Rolb bangs the door open and steps boldly in, you are behind him and a moment of silence sweeps the </div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren scans the room with level eyes.</div> <div> Docportal: I look around and try to see if my contact is here.</div> <div> Missiledine: common room. Rolb laughs agin, "D'ye think its the Watch?" He calls out and swaggers to the bar</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corrne closes the dorr</div> <div> Dukejr01: door</div> <div> Docportal: Or anyone else that I know.</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren grins</div> <div> Missiledine: hmm, well you see a few faces that you have seen in court before... none that you know well</div> <div> Dukejr01: he follows to the bar.</div> <div> Docportal: Fred just follows the lead of the others</div> <div> Missiledine: Rolb is ordering a drink</div> <div> Missiledine: He looks around, "d'ye see yer mon?" He asks quietly</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren tosses down a small coin. "beer"</div> <div> Docportal: "no" I reply quietly</div> <div> Missiledine: "Shall we wait a bit, or try somewhere else?"</div> <div> Docportal: "Take a beer and then move on."</div> <div> Missiledine: "sounds like a plan."</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren leans on the bar and look around while he takes a pull.</div> <div> Missiledine: Rolb isn't drinking beer, he seems to prefer harder drinks</div> <div> Dukejr01: his hood is down,. btw</div> <div> Dukejr01: "Beer is liquid bread, you know"</div> <div> Missiledine: the room has returned to its normal chatter and music, no one seems to be paying you any attention</div> <div> Docportal: I think to myself what help he will be if we need it.</div> <div> Dukejr01: <lol></div> <div> Missiledine: "Aye, I've heard that." Rolb agrees</div> <div> Dawn12: (lol)</div> <div> Dukejr01: "probably from me" Corren agrees.</div> <div> Missiledine: "Aye."</div> <div> Docportal: "Go ahaed and get me in trouble with the big guy."</div> <div> Missiledine: How long do you plan on spending over your beverages?</div> <div> Missiledine: Rolb looks at you, "Eh?"</div> <div> Docportal: Not too long just long enought that thing return to normal. Then we move on.</div> <div> Dukejr01: a quarter will by a good ale, that is what Corren tossed down.</div> <div> Dukejr01: oh,. that is right. Corren is getting Fred's drinks. well, a quarter will get two browns.</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren looks around the room recalling the descriptions of the others in Sharkey's band</div> <div> Missiledine: They were a pretty motley bunch as you recall, any number of these dredges could fit the bill... </div> <div> Dukejr01: peachy</div> <div> Dukejr01: oh well, is the music any good?</div> <div> Missiledine: you are certainly in one of the places that the beautiful people avoid</div> <div> Dukejr01: lol</div> <div> Missiledine: the Jongeleur in the back of the room seems fair, but has probably had too many cups already</div> <div> Docportal: "Well was the beer any good?"</div> <div> Dukejr01: "Drink up. you haven't tried yours?"</div> <div> Missiledine: Rolb tosses off his whiskey, "Thats the trouble with brew, if summat falls in it keeps on swimmin."</div> <div> Docportal: I hold my breth and tosses it back</div> <div> Dukejr01: "Adds flavor"</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren finishes. </div> <div> Missiledine: Its fair, not the freshest or best you've had</div> <div> Missiledine: ok, you are ready to crawl to the next pub... "Where to?" Rolb asks</div> <div> Docportal: "To the Torqs."</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren twitches his cloak closed. heads for teh door.</div> <div> Docportal: "Or The rat. Witch one is closer?"</div> <div> Missiledine: "Torq's or the Rat?" Rolb laughs "Ye certainly frequent some interestin places!"</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren just follows.</div> <div> Docportal: "It is habit. Long days at work will do that to you."</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren watches the rear</div> <div> Missiledine: "Tis a sad thing when those who run our law courts ken their way around such dens of iniquity!"</div> <div> Missiledine: Rolb seems to have no trouble finding them either</div> <div> Docportal: "I would have you talk to my boss to get me a rais but I fear I would loss my job."</div> <div> Missiledine: "To the Rat!" He says cheerily "It's closer! And they have VV there."</div> <div> Dukejr01: "Always important."</div> <div> Missiledine: "Ah that be sad," Rolb shakes his head. "We should pay our public servants more... Where do our taxes</div> <div> Missiledine: go"</div> <div> Missiledine: The Rat is located near the cities Granaries. It is a long narrow building on the end of the row. The</div> <div> Dukejr01: Good name</div> <div> Docportal: "I like to know that also. Mostly to line the pockets of some noble."</div> <div> Missiledine: second and third floors seem to be given over to small apartments that open out onto balconies that </div> <div> Docportal: <I have no idea what VV is help></div> <div> Missiledine: overlook the street below</div> <div> Dukejr01: <Having a noble charactor I run on thursdays , I would like to know where my lining is></div> <div> Missiledine: There are steps up to each level starting at the street near the front door of the tavern</div> <div> Dukejr01: <VV is a whiskey. best in Velitrium></div> <div> Missiledine: <VV is a better brand of whiskey, regarded by some as the best in the Kingdom.></div> <div> Missiledine: <expensive stuff></div> <div> Dukejr01: <the Food and drink page on the website is extensive and interesting></div> <div> Docportal: I will lead the way in thought the door.</div> <div> Missiledine: As with the Pit, there is music and laughter coming from this place... It's a little louder then the </div> <div> Missiledine: Pit</div> <div> Missiledine: Possibly because its above ground, possibly because the crowd is more... energetic.</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren looks at the apartments with interest. good line of fire on the balconies?</div> <div> Missiledine: The Rat is more crowded, the clientel is definately working class and looks a bit rough around the </div> <div> Missiledine: edges</div> <div> Missiledine: Yes, it would allow a crossbownman to command most of the street</div> <div> Dukejr01: hmmm...</div> <div> Missiledine: Rolb steps up to the bar and the woman behind takes out a white jug of VV and pours him one without a</div> <div> Missiledine: word</div> <div> Missiledine: "Thank ye darlin." He says with a smile</div> <div> Missiledine: "So, do ye see anyone?" He asks</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren smiles. "So this is where you go." He looks at the woman, "Brown, if you would"</div> <div> Missiledine: Fred: The room is pretty crowded, you cant tell from here</div> <div> Docportal: Ok I grab a beer and move thought the room looking.</div> <div> Missiledine: "Aye, sometimes. Meg ere is an ole friend." He nods to the woman who winks and puts to browns up</div> <div> Missiledine: <two></div> <div> Docportal: Drinking it as I look around the room.</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren tosses a 50 cent piece., that should be a 100% tip.</div> <div> Missiledine: Fred: You work your way back towards the rear, there is a crowd standing around a table watching a</div> <div> Missiledine: dice game. They are leaning over and forward, pressing close to see the action</div> <div> Missiledine: one of the figures looks familiar... yep, its your man</div> <div> Docportal: I will work my way in close to the table. Trying to get him to see me.</div> <div> Missiledine: He appears intent on the game, but you think his interest is actually the man he is standing next to</div> <div> Docportal: brb</div> <div> Missiledine: Telgas seems to stretch slightly, step back and look around. You didn't see him actually do anything.</div> <div> Missiledine: But he spots you. He gives you a slight nod, picks up a mug that is sitting on a table near by, and </div> <div> Missiledine: sidles over to you</div> <div> Docportal: ok I take it</div> <div> Missiledine: "Ello Fred, what brings you down these parts?"</div> <div> Docportal: "Was in the area thought I would look you up."</div> <div> Missiledine: "Well, its always a pleasure."</div> <div> Docportal: "when you are done here I need to talk to you."</div> <div> Missiledine: He sips his drink, "I have a few minutes. But lets go to the other end of the room."</div> <div> Missiledine: He leads the way towards the front</div> <div> Missiledine: Corren: Rolb nudges you and indicates Fred talking to someone "That our man ye think?"</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren waits til Rolb is not looking that way and looks casually over his shoulder, trying not to </div> <div> Dukejr01: look directly at them. </div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren nods.</div> <div> Dukejr01: returning to his beer</div> <div> Docportal: "Telgas, I need any ideas on the where about of Rhone."</div> <div> Missiledine: "Rhone? You have something to sell?"</div> <div> Docportal: "Yes, and no. I am looking for Sharkey."</div> <div> Missiledine: Telgas snorts into his drink. "Sharkey? That albino ghoul?" His voice lowers and he looks about </div> <div> Missiledine: "What the nine hells do ya want with him?</div> <div> Docportal: "I have some friends that want him. They would like him dead or a live."</div> <div> Missiledine: "Mitra! Your not thinkin of goin after Sharley?"</div> <div> Docportal: "I not sure I am going yet. But my friends are."</div> <div> Missiledine: <SharKey! What is it with my typing tonight!?></div> <div> Missiledine: "I hope they are a tough lot! You know the Hunchback is dead?"</div> <div> Docportal: <Umm ashley? Sharley? :-)></div> <div> Missiledine: "I heard that Sharkey lost a whole barge load of merchandise in some fire."</div> <div> Missiledine: <No, I keep typing Sharkey wrong></div> <div> Docportal: "I had not heard that. Still I need your best idea on where to find Rhone."</div> <div> Missiledine: "Hmm, Rhone... Well, last I heard he was operating out of some old river barge that's tied up down at</div> <div> Missiledine: the docks..... named, eh.... " He stares off into space a bit</div> <div> Missiledine: "Err... the Fawn or Doe or somesuch."</div> <div> Docportal: Give him $10 to remember the name.</div> <div> Missiledine: "Uhm... that's right! The Stag."</div> <div> Dukejr01: <good job ;-)></div> <div> Missiledine: He stands up, "Don't mention my name when ya see him, okay?"</div> <div> Dukejr01: <who?></div> <div> Docportal: "What name."</div> <div> Missiledine: "Right... You got a blade?" He asks</div> <div> Docportal: "Yes."</div> <div> Missiledine: "Good, take it with." He salutes you with his drink. "Be seein ya."</div> <div> Docportal: Ok I take my drink and go back to the rest of the group.</div> <div> Missiledine: He walks away, putting his empty tankard on the bar and heads out the door. From the far end of the</div> <div> Missiledine: room you hear "I'VE BEEN ROBBED!"</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren looks up casually.</div> <div> Missiledine: There is a moment of silence, then general laughter as the victim curses furiously</div> <div> Docportal: I get back to the group and say it is time to leave.</div> <div> Missiledine: Rolb says to you, "So Fred, did ya learn anything?"</div> <div> Docportal: "Yes, will fill you in on the way to get my gear.</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren drinks beer. he is watching out of the corner of his eye for the guy Fred talked to</div> <div> Missiledine: Rolb nods, finishes his drink, tosses Meg some silver and says, "Then let us go."</div> <div> Missiledine: He has already left the building</div> <div> Dukejr01: Good</div> <div> Docportal: Head for my home. "We will go to the Stag. Once we are ready to fight. That is where our man should</div> <div> Docportal: be.(Rhone)"</div> <div> Missiledine: You head out onto the cold street... there is no sign of Telgas about</div> <div> Dukejr01: "Stag?"</div> <div> Docportal: "It is a Dock on the river."</div> <div> Missiledine: "Never heard of that tavern." Rolb admits</div> <div> Dukejr01: "they name docks?"</div> <div> Missiledine: "A dock?" Rolb asks</div> <div> Docportal: "Yes, we are going to a dock."</div> <div> Missiledine: <A barge Doc, not a dock></div> <div> Docportal: "Oh, sorry I ment barge."</div> <div> Dukejr01: "Expecting a fight?"</div> <div> Dukejr01: We need information from this guy, killing him won't help"</div> <div> Docportal: "Yes and no. I don't like the idea of go in with out some armor."</div> <div> Missiledine: "Tis a good point that." Rolb agrees</div> <div> Dukejr01: "meet you at the Crow?"</div> <div> Dukejr01: "When are we going to do this? Tonight. broad daylight?"</div> <div> Docportal: That be a good pace to meet</div> <div> Docportal: To night</div> <div> Missiledine: "Aye, before this Rhone hears that we be lookin fer 'im." Rolb agrees</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren nods. "Right"</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren heads to the Crow. He gets hisgear</div> <div> Missiledine: Rolb will go with you</div> <div> Docportal: I head towards home and then get my gear. and return to the Crow</div> <div> Dukejr01: Corren armours, checks his weapons. packs a couple ropes in his backpack.</div> <div> Missiledine: Rolb will get his gear as well</div> <div> Docportal: I bring all my gear. waring the armor</div> <div> Missiledine: <Ok, this is a good place to close for tonight... Next week Ashley will be joining us with a </div> <div> Docportal: With backpack on his back</div> <div> Missiledine: character></div> <div> Dukejr01: Cool.</div> <div> Missiledine: <Glad you are joining us Ashley!></div> <div> Docportal: Yes this is going to be fun</div> <div> Missiledine: <Hope you enjoy it.></div> <div> Dukejr01: <welcome, Ashley></div> <div> Dukejr01: <Any word on Ty?></div> <div> Missiledine: No return yet</div> <div> Dukejr01: <or that other guy, Fin?></div> <div> Docportal: I think she is out of the room again. </div> <div> Missiledine: <Not that I've heard...Doc?></div> <div> Dukejr01: you might want to read the rest of he Girvan adventures. so you re up to speed on Sharkey</div> <div> Docportal: Umm Fin. He moved about 3 week ago. I have not heard from him</div> <div> Missiledine: ok</div> <div> Missiledine: if you do, he is welcome to rejoin</div> <div> Dukejr01: the more the merrier. we could use help. they will outnumber us. and will no doubt have undead guards</div> <div> Docportal: I think I will read it. I need all the help I can get.</div> <div> Missiledine: :-D</div> <div> Docportal: We will see what I can do. </div> <div> Docportal: Missiledine how many do you think you can handdle?</div> <div> Missiledine: players?</div> <div> Dukejr01: I can only imagine hopw many undead are waiting for us in the Palood. every person they butchered may</div> <div> Docportal: yes</div> <div> Dukejr01: be there.</div> <div> Missiledine: oh... I think 6 in a chat room in addition to me, is probably a reasonable limit</div> <div> Dawn12: hi </div> <div> Missiledine: Hi</div> <div> Missiledine: Welcome to the party</div> <div> Dukejr01: Welcome, ashley. I hope you have fun playing.</div> <div> Docportal: ok I will see what I can come up with.</div> <div> Dawn12: i had fun watching</div> <div> Missiledine: Glad to hear it</div> <div> Docportal: Yes, welcome to the game world. By next week we hope to see you here as a player.</div> <div> Missiledine: i HOPE YOU ENJOY PLAYING AS WELL</div> <div> Dukejr01: me too. the Archives are a good place to start. reading up on what has gone on before. </div> <div> Missiledine: AH! My caps was on!</div> <div> Dawn12: yea i think i will</div> <div> Dukejr01: Caps check, its a party</div> <div> Missiledine: cute</div> <div> Docportal: Yes I enjoyed it. I love run a good game</div> <div> Docportal: I love running in a good game*</div> <div> Dawn12: do you only play on tus.nights</div> <div> Docportal: I am not God, Missiledine is god. Forgive me oh great god.</div> <div> Missiledine: I run chat sessions on Tuesday and Thursday and the PBEM all the time</div> <div> Missiledine: :-D</div> <div> Dawn12: oh ok</div> <div> Docportal: PBEM= Play be e-mail</div> <div> Dukejr01: this game is tues only.</div> <div> Dukejr01: another is thurs</div> <div> Dawn12: :-Þ</div> <div> Missiledine: Dave (Dukejr01) is in the other as well></div> <div> Dukejr01: yo</div> <div> Docportal: It is one game world but different area of the map. Right?</div> <div> Missiledine: right.. and slightly different time lines as well</div> <div> Missiledine: Thurs session is a couple months up on this one</div> <div> Dukejr01: never the twain will meet</div> <div> Docportal: ok so I would have some problems run Fred in both chat runs. ok</div> <div> Missiledine: for now... maybe later we can move Fred around a bit</div> <div> Docportal: ok</div> <div> Dawn12: yall just losed me</div> <div> Missiledine: One of the PBEMs is even farther off sync... That hasn't been aproblem yet</div> <div> Missiledine: Well all the story lines on the site started at about the same time, in the early fall.. But things </div> <div> Missiledine: have happened at different rates in each story line, so now none of them are at the same point on the</div> <div> Missiledine: calendar</div> <div> Dukejr01: doesn't matter much</div> <div> Missiledine: So far</div> <div> Dawn12: oh i get it now</div> <div> Docportal: I have trouble with this also.</div> <div> Missiledine: A GM nightmare is when an earlier time line does something that a later timeline should have known </div> <div> Missiledine: about and would have acted on if they had been aware at the time</div> <div> Docportal: I know that problem it is one reason why I am not GM'ing right now</div> <div> Missiledine: it gets confusing</div> <div> Missiledine: The Umeida campaign (PBEM) is over a hundred posts long, but is still in the first week of the </div> <div> Missiledine: characters activities... that is causing me a bit of concern</div> <div> Dawn12: wow</div> <div> Missiledine: eventually she is going to do something that will have reprecussions on the time lines</div> <div> Docportal: Ashley you do have both Dukejr01 id and missiledine?</div> <div> Missiledine: yeah, add us to your buddy lists</div> <div> Dukejr01: you could arbitrarily move her up a year.</div> <div> Missiledine: I have to get her out of the cave or kill her off!</div> <div> Dukejr01: Umedea is in big trouble</div> <div> Missiledine: actually, now that the player has been drafted it takes a bit of the pressure off me</div> <div> Docportal: when she is done with the quest. Do what I was saying. Take her out of the time loop and put her back</div> <div> Docportal: in closer to our time line.</div> <div> Missiledine: The player is from Finland. He has just been conscripted into the Finnish Army</div> <div> Missiledine: Have you read her story line? Where am I going to tuck a Demoness for a year?</div> <div> Dukejr01: for a whole year. what is the point? a one year draftee is going to be close ot useless unless they </div> <div> Dukejr01: got basic training in high school</div> <div> Docportal: When she cast a spell have it go wrong. Time spell instead</div> <div> Missiledine: no, Doc means game time</div> <div> Missiledine: I think they do get basic in school... its mandatory for all males between 18 and 30</div> <div> Dukejr01: considering the Finns. probably</div> <div> Docportal: They you go one player move to the right time line.</div> <div> Dukejr01: whatever,.we may never see him again.</div> <div> Missiledine: I'll think of something... </div> <div> Missiledine: He says he'll be back online after basic, though posting will be less frequent</div> <div> Docportal: Ture if he get sent to war we may not see him again.</div> <div> Missiledine: Well, the FDF is made to keep Russia out of Finland. Its the only border they have</div> <div> Dukejr01: Russo-finn conflict is negligable possibility.</div> <div> Missiledine: I don't think Russia is in shape to take the Finns, they got their clocks cleaned by the Finns last</div> <div> Missiledine: time</div> <div> Dukejr01: Russians can't afford a war, they have an economy about the size of Holland's</div> <div> Missiledine: lol</div> <div> Docportal: yes cut them down to size</div> <div> Missiledine: well, anyway... check out the archives Ashley. If you have any questions feel free to email me or </div> <div> Missiledine: catch me on line with the IM</div> <div> Dawn12: ok</div> <div> Dawn12: bye</div> <div> Dawn12 has left the room.</div> <div> Missiledine: Don't let the rule books scare you! It's mostly useless BS anyway</div> <div> Missiledine: oops</div> <div> Docportal: I will say it to her to morrow</div> <div> Missiledine: well gents, the lady has left and its time to close up shop</div> <div> Missiledine: ok</div> <div> Dukejr01: night</div> <div> Dukejr01 has left the room.</div> <div> Docportal: Good night you both. I will be back next week</div> <div> Missiledine: night</div> <div> Missiledine: ok</div> </td> </tr></table></body>