April 5th
4 p.m Siren's Lament Inn
Martira Bay, Darkon
Delsenora thought about those she'd met the previous day. They all seemed so serious, even the roguish looking William. So she was a bit careless, but any would have to admit she was effective in her tasks and thoughher wardrobe was little to none, it was effective nonethless. I get the impressioin that father will want me to join them so they can keep an eye on me. So be it, but I would like to prove my worthiness to them.
She chose a tight fitting black leather outfit, leaving nothing ot the imagination once more. She did however hide her weapons in her magical bag. Except for one trusty dagger which she has hidden in her boot. Her hairpin doubles as a lockpick in case of trouble. At 5 p.m she arrives at the Thunderstorm residence, knocking on the door.
2 p.m Hun'ana residence
Martira Bay
Jacob smiles at Vassili. The youth looked very smart in his new outfit. The drow was pleased with what the tailor had done for Vassili this day. At first, the lad had been somewhat reluctant to buy new clothing, preferring his clothing. With some coercing from the tailor and Jacob he soon changed his mind and now was looking at himself in a mirror, smiling shyly.
"Jacob, these clothes make me look different. They make me look better than with the other ones. Uh, thank you for buying them for me. I think my na-na would approve as would my mama. And I really am glad you are teaching me to read and write. It's more fun than I thought it would be." The boy hugs the dark elf and smiles up at him.
"I'm glad you like the clothes and the reading and writing, Vassili. I am sure your Raunie, Madame Eva will be proud of you when they see you again, young man. You do learn quite quickly. I have been with you long enough to feel you might have a knack for arcane power. Here, I'll teach you a simple catrip. You can even show it to Van when we go see my daughter Delsenora, ok?"
This day the dark elf is in his natural form, wearing a cloak. For the next two hours Jacob works with Vassili, teaching the boy a simple Light spell. By the end of the two hours, Vassili can cast a very weak spell. The dark elf gives the lad the component he'll need to cast it later to show Van. Unbeknowst to them both, Vassili will have a much bigger audience for his spell.
Jacob hides his face with his cloak. Together with Vassili they wander trhe streets of Martira Bay until they find just the shop he has in mind. Entering with the youth, they walk up to the counter and greet a dwarf. "Greetings, friend dwarf. I have need of an extra key. I was told you are the best in town."
The stout fellow looks at the hidden man and youth. "Yeah ye be hearin' right, bub. A key, eh? Lemme see." He holds his hand out. JAcob jands it to the dwarf. "Ah yeh, that place. I reconize tha work. Twer me thet made this one too. Gimme a minute I'll get a good copy o it and ye kin pick it up on the morrow."
The dwarf puts the key in one of his many pockets and scribbles a note on a piece of paper. "Thas ye receipt, mack. Pick it up tomorrow after lunch. Be seein yer then." He turns and walks from behind the counter towards the front door. "K, closin time. I got work ta do an kinna do it with ye here lollygagging."
"Very well. I am sending a friend to pick this key up in tomorrow. He'll have the receipt. Good day to you, sir dwarf."
Both Jacob and Vassili exit the shop and make it to Van's for around half past the five o'clock hour. Jacob nods to Vassili who reaches forward and knocks on the dootr a few times.
Kartakass: Interlude in Martira Bay
The first thing Van does when he enters his house is to check the library and his laboratory. Then when he is sure that both are exactly how he left them he relaxes and greets Deselnora and the others.
"Hello guys. Glad to meet you Deseelnorat."
Van trails a little his voice as notices her outfit. Trying to focus again at the questions he continues.
"Indeed I was with Jacob and Cornelius at the University library. Your father will be here tomorrow around 8-9 Deselnora. I'm sure you will be happy to see him again. Hope Cornelius joins us soon. He knows that I would have come to house. As about the present I agree with Deari the maps and the scroll case are great ideas."
Looking again at both William and Deselnora asks:
"What exactly happened to the man of the catering?"
"Hello guys. Glad to meet you Deseelnorat."
Van trails a little his voice as notices her outfit. Trying to focus again at the questions he continues.
"Indeed I was with Jacob and Cornelius at the University library. Your father will be here tomorrow around 8-9 Deselnora. I'm sure you will be happy to see him again. Hope Cornelius joins us soon. He knows that I would have come to house. As about the present I agree with Deari the maps and the scroll case are great ideas."
Looking again at both William and Deselnora asks:
"What exactly happened to the man of the catering?"
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Lucius nods at Van's words. "Yes, the case is a really nice gift."
And then, as Van asks about the catering boy, he looks at William and Delsenora again, curious. "Yes, I'd like to know too..." he has a somewhat worried look as he says this...
And then, as Van asks about the catering boy, he looks at William and Delsenora again, curious. "Yes, I'd like to know too..." he has a somewhat worried look as he says this...
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Thunderstorm residence
Delsenora grins as Van questions about the delivery boys. "Nothing happened to the delivery boys. They just really liked my outfit." She prances around a little at that comment. "I think what William," she points over her shoulder to the sailor "means is the man that's sleeping in an alley somewhere in the city. You see, William, the trickster, laid a little plan for me to follow him so he could tell me about my father.
When I was about to be upon him, he turned and told me my name. Noone knows my name except for a select few people and they live in Faerun, my family included. Naturally, being the trusting type that I am, I pulled a crossbow on him, in which the bolt is coated in sleeping poison."
She stretches and yawns. "It's too early for me, but anyways, the story, yeah. Then he tells me about my father and I accidentally shot a passerby from the alley we're in." SHe shrugs as if it really doesn't matter one way or another. "So I pulled the man into the alley and followed William from a distance here to Van's residence. Nice pad by the way. Oh not before I removed the bolt, heh."
Thunderstorm residence
Delsenora grins as Van questions about the delivery boys. "Nothing happened to the delivery boys. They just really liked my outfit." She prances around a little at that comment. "I think what William," she points over her shoulder to the sailor "means is the man that's sleeping in an alley somewhere in the city. You see, William, the trickster, laid a little plan for me to follow him so he could tell me about my father.
When I was about to be upon him, he turned and told me my name. Noone knows my name except for a select few people and they live in Faerun, my family included. Naturally, being the trusting type that I am, I pulled a crossbow on him, in which the bolt is coated in sleeping poison."
She stretches and yawns. "It's too early for me, but anyways, the story, yeah. Then he tells me about my father and I accidentally shot a passerby from the alley we're in." SHe shrugs as if it really doesn't matter one way or another. "So I pulled the man into the alley and followed William from a distance here to Van's residence. Nice pad by the way. Oh not before I removed the bolt, heh."
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April 5th - Early Morning
The Siren's Lament
William makes his way, packing up his bag, along with the case that he had hidden the previous day. He had made arrangements at the inn to further his ruse targeted towards Delsenora the previous day, Just in case she had any reason to suspect his being their before he baited her a few blocks down.
Securing his belongings, he can't help but stop and admire the pistol, doing well to keep away from the window as he does so. The last thing he would want is for an enterprising rogue of oafish burglar to try and take it from him. The plan was to let his friend, Van, have a look at it in the morning. Though he trusted Balfour implicitly now, it would do well to know exactly what the pistol was capable of.
The sailor finishes packing up his bag and he heads off, down to the main room and out the door, taking a hefty draught of the sea air into his lungs. Today would be an interesting day to say the least. Not only would it be the first time he had seen Jacob since the dark elf made his announcement to the group that he would be parting ways, it would also be the moment that jacob would be reunited with his daughter, the mischievous and beautiful Delsenora. From Williams experience, two such traits were a recipe for disaster.
Making his way down the street, William spotted a tailor. He paused, letting the thought flirt with him, then with a crooked smirk on his face walked inside.
April 5th - Later that day
Thunderstorm Residence
William arrived earlier, settling back into his room, thankful his friend, Van, hadn't thrown him out due to the secrets he was keeping. It was unfortunate to be in his position but he knew full well what he was getting into. The price was a hefty one though. Keeping secrets from your best mates was as bad of a thing to do as he could think of.
In brief passing, before getting ready for the party William made sure to seek out Van when he was alone, letting him know he would let him look over the package he received from Balfour at his earliest convenience.
April 5th - That Afternoon
Thunderstorm Residence
Looking in the mirror, William realized a very important thing about himself. Though he had spent years upon years in the rigging of a ship, making knots and such, he had never had much practice with a gentleman's tie. After a good half hour or so, he managed to make a pretty reasonable knot of it. Satisfied, he grabbed the black pin striped coat from the nearby chair that went with his slacks. Though he would be indoors, he tried his new black wool overcoat and black bowler, just to see how it all looked together. He was very satisfied Martiria Bay had a tailor familiar enough with Paridoner fashion for his liking.
Putting the wool coat and bowler away in the closet, he grinned in the mirror. Amazing what a shave and a bath can do to make a man feel young again.
He thought it would be a good time to put on some tea, and try the new pipe and tobacco he picked up. Yes, he was feeling distinguished already.
The Siren's Lament
William makes his way, packing up his bag, along with the case that he had hidden the previous day. He had made arrangements at the inn to further his ruse targeted towards Delsenora the previous day, Just in case she had any reason to suspect his being their before he baited her a few blocks down.
Securing his belongings, he can't help but stop and admire the pistol, doing well to keep away from the window as he does so. The last thing he would want is for an enterprising rogue of oafish burglar to try and take it from him. The plan was to let his friend, Van, have a look at it in the morning. Though he trusted Balfour implicitly now, it would do well to know exactly what the pistol was capable of.
The sailor finishes packing up his bag and he heads off, down to the main room and out the door, taking a hefty draught of the sea air into his lungs. Today would be an interesting day to say the least. Not only would it be the first time he had seen Jacob since the dark elf made his announcement to the group that he would be parting ways, it would also be the moment that jacob would be reunited with his daughter, the mischievous and beautiful Delsenora. From Williams experience, two such traits were a recipe for disaster.
Making his way down the street, William spotted a tailor. He paused, letting the thought flirt with him, then with a crooked smirk on his face walked inside.
April 5th - Later that day
Thunderstorm Residence
William arrived earlier, settling back into his room, thankful his friend, Van, hadn't thrown him out due to the secrets he was keeping. It was unfortunate to be in his position but he knew full well what he was getting into. The price was a hefty one though. Keeping secrets from your best mates was as bad of a thing to do as he could think of.
In brief passing, before getting ready for the party William made sure to seek out Van when he was alone, letting him know he would let him look over the package he received from Balfour at his earliest convenience.
April 5th - That Afternoon
Thunderstorm Residence
Looking in the mirror, William realized a very important thing about himself. Though he had spent years upon years in the rigging of a ship, making knots and such, he had never had much practice with a gentleman's tie. After a good half hour or so, he managed to make a pretty reasonable knot of it. Satisfied, he grabbed the black pin striped coat from the nearby chair that went with his slacks. Though he would be indoors, he tried his new black wool overcoat and black bowler, just to see how it all looked together. He was very satisfied Martiria Bay had a tailor familiar enough with Paridoner fashion for his liking.
Putting the wool coat and bowler away in the closet, he grinned in the mirror. Amazing what a shave and a bath can do to make a man feel young again.
He thought it would be a good time to put on some tea, and try the new pipe and tobacco he picked up. Yes, he was feeling distinguished already.
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April 5th, afternoon
Thunderstorm residence-
Cornelius comes in from the street, having stayed at his inn last night after long hours of study.
He walks right into the kitchen and fixes himself a typical dwarvish luncheon:a platter of roasted potatoes, a tall pitcher of beer, and some fried eggs.
Once his food is ready, he finds a spot near a sun-facing window. Before beginning his meal, he places his lizard on the window sill. The reptile is soon dozing in the warm sunlight. The dwarf places a chair near the window and sits down to eat.
Thunderstorm residence-
Cornelius comes in from the street, having stayed at his inn last night after long hours of study.
He walks right into the kitchen and fixes himself a typical dwarvish luncheon:a platter of roasted potatoes, a tall pitcher of beer, and some fried eggs.
Once his food is ready, he finds a spot near a sun-facing window. Before beginning his meal, he places his lizard on the window sill. The reptile is soon dozing in the warm sunlight. The dwarf places a chair near the window and sits down to eat.
Delight is to him- a far, far upward, and inward delight- who against the proud gods and commodores of this earth, ever stands forth his own inexorable self.
-from Moby Dick (Hermann Melville)
-from Moby Dick (Hermann Melville)
Delsenora remains quiet for once. Observing the comings and goings of the guests. Keeping near the kitchen, she has the feeling that this Cornelius will come here and eat!
Sure enough, the dwarf does enter through the kitchens backdoor and begins making himself some type of snack. Grinning, she enters the kitchen proper and approches the dwarf from behind until she is right behind him. Giggling to herself, she moves from behind him to in front of him. She bends down to his level, showing her ample attributes to the unsuspecting dwarf.
"You must be Cornelius", she tells him in a husky voice, one hand reaching forward, even as he eats, to accept a kiss while the other is in his hair, running through it lightly. "I'm Delsenora, Jacob's daughter. Well met friend dwarf. What's a nice looking man like you doing in a place like this?"
Sure enough, the dwarf does enter through the kitchens backdoor and begins making himself some type of snack. Grinning, she enters the kitchen proper and approches the dwarf from behind until she is right behind him. Giggling to herself, she moves from behind him to in front of him. She bends down to his level, showing her ample attributes to the unsuspecting dwarf.
"You must be Cornelius", she tells him in a husky voice, one hand reaching forward, even as he eats, to accept a kiss while the other is in his hair, running through it lightly. "I'm Delsenora, Jacob's daughter. Well met friend dwarf. What's a nice looking man like you doing in a place like this?"
The next day Van after breakfast takes care of the decoration of his house. He has also prepared some countrips to enjoy Jacob. But even while working at the decoration his mind is at the amulet he wants to craft for Lucius. The evoker knows very well that he needs help for finding the crafting materials and the only wizard he knew that could help him was Balfour. Van doesn't trust Balfour very much, but the goal is very important for not seek his help... So soon after he finishes with the decoration gets a small piece of paper and writes:
"Mr Balfour, I'd like to have a meeting with you. I want to to craft an amulet and I'm sure your knowledge will be very helpful. If you agree please come to my house tomorrow morning around 9."
Then he ties the paper at Ithan's leg and says to him:
"Ithan, go to find the man with the owl, the one that came here yesterday, and give him my message."
"Mr Balfour, I'd like to have a meeting with you. I want to to craft an amulet and I'm sure your knowledge will be very helpful. If you agree please come to my house tomorrow morning around 9."
Then he ties the paper at Ithan's leg and says to him:
"Ithan, go to find the man with the owl, the one that came here yesterday, and give him my message."
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Cornelius, perhaps unaware of the niceties of dark elf ettiquette, doesn't kiss Delsenora's proffered hand. Instead, he gives it a firm shake. When she runs her fungers through his hair, he does the same to her hair.
Maybe this is some sort of drowish greeting? Who knows with these outlanders?
After swallowing his food, he says-
''Hello. Yes, I'm Cornelius Ordmann. I'm a friend of your father's. We had been travelling together, these last several weeks. ''
Maybe this is some sort of drowish greeting? Who knows with these outlanders?
After swallowing his food, he says-
''Hello. Yes, I'm Cornelius Ordmann. I'm a friend of your father's. We had been travelling together, these last several weeks. ''
Delight is to him- a far, far upward, and inward delight- who against the proud gods and commodores of this earth, ever stands forth his own inexorable self.
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-from Moby Dick (Hermann Melville)
After the meeting with Dubois, Lucius and Deari came back to the world filled with new happiness, and indeed a hungry look in their eyes. But that would have to be delayed anyway. That day was Jacob's day.
After having agreed with the rest of the group that they'd all be giving a scroll case and maps to Jacob, they set out to the task of once again looking for a proper place to buy it.
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OOC: I should post for later on this day, regarding arriving to Van's house in the evening. I'll leave it for tomorrow though.
After having agreed with the rest of the group that they'd all be giving a scroll case and maps to Jacob, they set out to the task of once again looking for a proper place to buy it.
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OOC: I should post for later on this day, regarding arriving to Van's house in the evening. I'll leave it for tomorrow though.
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April 5th
Afternoon, Martira Bay
The hawk familiar flies out into the Darkonese afternoon, purpose in mind.
Unsure where to look, the bird heads for the area it last saw Lupzig the owl. Taking a perch upon a home, it begins scanning the area with great care. After an hour or so his patience is rewarded and he spots the familair form of the owl familiar.
He leaves his perch and flies out towards the night bird, calling out to it. The owl calls back and soon both birds alight on another rooftop. Ithan moves to the owl and offers his leg with the message. The owl carefully removes it with its sharp beak, understanding the paper is meant for its master, Balfour. Moving away from Ithan it hoots a few times. The hawk returns a reply then flies back to its master.
De Casteeles residence minutes later
Master, I have a message for you from the Hawk Ithan's master, Van, Comes Lupzig's message from outside Balfours window. It scrathces at the window pane so the old man opens it for her. He of course does and the owl lands on his shoulder. Leaning down it offers the paper to Balfour.
The old man scans the message and smiles to himself. "Ah so the young Thunderstorm has taken an interest in creating the wondrous items. Very well, Lupzig, Let me write him a response and I will see him at his home in the morning."
Sitting at his desk he retrieves an inkpen, ink vial and a paper.
Young Van, it will be my pleasure to see you in the morning at the decent hour of nine a.m. You may come to one of my residences, here in the city. Lupzig will find you at eight thirty a.m sharp at your residence, young man. I expect punctuality in people, so please be waiting for Lupzig when she arrives.
Yours,
Balfour de Casteeles.
Folding the note carefullly, the old man places it on the desk. At the same time he reaches into a glass case and removes a treat for the bird, a live mouse! Holding it by its tail he hands it over to the owl, who eats it in two swallows. Then he hands the note to the owl. Lupzig, be a dear and get this to young Van very quickly. Thank you , old friend.
Yes, master.
Flying out the window the owl heads once more to the Thunderstorm residence. In fifteen minutes she is on the rooftop of Van's home. Concentrating it sends out a message to Ithan the hawk. Ithan, I am on the rooftop here. I will descend to your masters front door. I have a message for him from my master.
Ithan relays the message to Van who immediately rushes to the front door and opens it to find Lupzig waiting on the ground. She flies up and drops the message in Van's hand, then flies off into the afternoon, anxious to go rest. The master sure made her work this afternoon!
Afternoon, Martira Bay
The hawk familiar flies out into the Darkonese afternoon, purpose in mind.
Unsure where to look, the bird heads for the area it last saw Lupzig the owl. Taking a perch upon a home, it begins scanning the area with great care. After an hour or so his patience is rewarded and he spots the familair form of the owl familiar.
He leaves his perch and flies out towards the night bird, calling out to it. The owl calls back and soon both birds alight on another rooftop. Ithan moves to the owl and offers his leg with the message. The owl carefully removes it with its sharp beak, understanding the paper is meant for its master, Balfour. Moving away from Ithan it hoots a few times. The hawk returns a reply then flies back to its master.
De Casteeles residence minutes later
Master, I have a message for you from the Hawk Ithan's master, Van, Comes Lupzig's message from outside Balfours window. It scrathces at the window pane so the old man opens it for her. He of course does and the owl lands on his shoulder. Leaning down it offers the paper to Balfour.
The old man scans the message and smiles to himself. "Ah so the young Thunderstorm has taken an interest in creating the wondrous items. Very well, Lupzig, Let me write him a response and I will see him at his home in the morning."
Sitting at his desk he retrieves an inkpen, ink vial and a paper.
Young Van, it will be my pleasure to see you in the morning at the decent hour of nine a.m. You may come to one of my residences, here in the city. Lupzig will find you at eight thirty a.m sharp at your residence, young man. I expect punctuality in people, so please be waiting for Lupzig when she arrives.
Yours,
Balfour de Casteeles.
Folding the note carefullly, the old man places it on the desk. At the same time he reaches into a glass case and removes a treat for the bird, a live mouse! Holding it by its tail he hands it over to the owl, who eats it in two swallows. Then he hands the note to the owl. Lupzig, be a dear and get this to young Van very quickly. Thank you , old friend.
Yes, master.
Flying out the window the owl heads once more to the Thunderstorm residence. In fifteen minutes she is on the rooftop of Van's home. Concentrating it sends out a message to Ithan the hawk. Ithan, I am on the rooftop here. I will descend to your masters front door. I have a message for him from my master.
Ithan relays the message to Van who immediately rushes to the front door and opens it to find Lupzig waiting on the ground. She flies up and drops the message in Van's hand, then flies off into the afternoon, anxious to go rest. The master sure made her work this afternoon!
April 5th
Afternoon
Thunderstorm kitchen
Delsenora giggles at Cornelius. Smiling to herself she grabs a snack herself, and joins the dwarf at his table. "So, you've traveled with my father" she takes a few bites of her sandwich "what was it like? Tell me about yourself and don't leave anything out."
Afternoon
Thunderstorm kitchen
Delsenora giggles at Cornelius. Smiling to herself she grabs a snack herself, and joins the dwarf at his table. "So, you've traveled with my father" she takes a few bites of her sandwich "what was it like? Tell me about yourself and don't leave anything out."
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April 5th
Afternoon
Thunderstorm kitchen
''Ah, well, it was quite some time ago that my companions and I set out from Darkon, to venture to the far south, to the land of Kartakass. We were questing on behalf of the Ezran temple here, in search of two missing men and certain missing artifacts.
I was brought on because of my skill at finding what's lost. I'm a dowser by trade, you see. ''
Cornelius lays aside his plate of food and reaches into his bag to fetch a Y shaped wire tool. Holding the forked length of copper with both hands, he displays it for Delsenora.
''There were eight of us then; my friend Marentor, Warden Valerian Grane of the Church of Ezra, Alexander Draven, Tarlyn,Van, Lucius Plancturus, William Tack, and myself. ''
Afternoon
Thunderstorm kitchen
''Ah, well, it was quite some time ago that my companions and I set out from Darkon, to venture to the far south, to the land of Kartakass. We were questing on behalf of the Ezran temple here, in search of two missing men and certain missing artifacts.
I was brought on because of my skill at finding what's lost. I'm a dowser by trade, you see. ''
Cornelius lays aside his plate of food and reaches into his bag to fetch a Y shaped wire tool. Holding the forked length of copper with both hands, he displays it for Delsenora.
''There were eight of us then; my friend Marentor, Warden Valerian Grane of the Church of Ezra, Alexander Draven, Tarlyn,Van, Lucius Plancturus, William Tack, and myself. ''
Delight is to him- a far, far upward, and inward delight- who against the proud gods and commodores of this earth, ever stands forth his own inexorable self.
-from Moby Dick (Hermann Melville)
-from Moby Dick (Hermann Melville)
April 4th
Thunderstorm Residence
Martira Bay
After the introductions were done and everyone had more or less settled, Lucius explained to the others what he and Deari had been doing.
"So, as you might guess, this all here is what we could find best for Jacob's party tomorrow. We bought two good wines, imported straight from Invidia, to make it something special. These were the best we could find, actually: Piccolo Albero Rosso, a red wine; and Monte Castello, white for those who prefer it.
We still have to buy the gift, though, and we'll do it tomorrow. It seems, since there are no more proposals, that it will be the maps set, and I just hope we can find on time".
That's something he highly doubted, but luck had been smiling on him of late, he might just embrace it with all his strength.
As for how this cost, the wines are a gift from me and Deari, for all the hard work you have been doing in search of a cure for my... condition. I'm very thankful to you, please accept this as a token of recognition.
Regarding the food, I'll tell you tomorrow added to whatever the maps cost.
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April 5th
Thunderstorm Residence
Martira Bay
Lucius and Deari wandered again through Martira Bay in for shopping, the third day in a row. At this pace, it was something he would soon become used to! But this day was different, they were so happy that even Hobert could feel it and kept running back and forth through the streets, scaring cats, pigeons, children and not a small amount of more distracted people. The day went by quickly as they roamed all around the Merchant District in search for a specialized cartographer. It was difficult, but since this was a sailors' city eventually they found a good one and bought a full set of maps. They received together with it a carefully decorated scroll case, bearing an artwork, so the man said, inspired in the distant lands of Rokushima Táyioo.
It was almost 3pm when they were ready. Eventually they turned towards Van's residence and arrived still before 5pm.
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OOC: I don't want to go further without knowing about the others, who's there by that hour and so forth.
Also, AG, I've tried not to dictate much of what Deari did, so you can still add your views and actions. Did put Hobert back in, though, as I'd forgotten about him in the previous posts.
Tarlyn: I'll speak about the prices after everyone arrives, hopefully except Jacob and Delsenora.
Thunderstorm Residence
Martira Bay
After the introductions were done and everyone had more or less settled, Lucius explained to the others what he and Deari had been doing.
"So, as you might guess, this all here is what we could find best for Jacob's party tomorrow. We bought two good wines, imported straight from Invidia, to make it something special. These were the best we could find, actually: Piccolo Albero Rosso, a red wine; and Monte Castello, white for those who prefer it.
We still have to buy the gift, though, and we'll do it tomorrow. It seems, since there are no more proposals, that it will be the maps set, and I just hope we can find on time".
That's something he highly doubted, but luck had been smiling on him of late, he might just embrace it with all his strength.
As for how this cost, the wines are a gift from me and Deari, for all the hard work you have been doing in search of a cure for my... condition. I'm very thankful to you, please accept this as a token of recognition.
Regarding the food, I'll tell you tomorrow added to whatever the maps cost.
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April 5th
Thunderstorm Residence
Martira Bay
Lucius and Deari wandered again through Martira Bay in for shopping, the third day in a row. At this pace, it was something he would soon become used to! But this day was different, they were so happy that even Hobert could feel it and kept running back and forth through the streets, scaring cats, pigeons, children and not a small amount of more distracted people. The day went by quickly as they roamed all around the Merchant District in search for a specialized cartographer. It was difficult, but since this was a sailors' city eventually they found a good one and bought a full set of maps. They received together with it a carefully decorated scroll case, bearing an artwork, so the man said, inspired in the distant lands of Rokushima Táyioo.
It was almost 3pm when they were ready. Eventually they turned towards Van's residence and arrived still before 5pm.
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OOC: I don't want to go further without knowing about the others, who's there by that hour and so forth.
Also, AG, I've tried not to dictate much of what Deari did, so you can still add your views and actions. Did put Hobert back in, though, as I'd forgotten about him in the previous posts.
Tarlyn: I'll speak about the prices after everyone arrives, hopefully except Jacob and Delsenora.
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April 5th - Thunderstorm Residence
Sipping his tea alone in the sitting room, William can't help but cherish these moments. For the first time in quite a long time he felt safe and he felt his companions were safe.
Setting the tea down he picks up a book he found laying around the residence. Just a bit of casual reading really. It had been such a long time since he picked up a book to read, probably since he was aboard the Sea Spirit. He remembered the old adventure stories Captain Barnes would collect from different ports, of course William could only read those from his homeland.
He paused for a few moments to light his pipe. It is strange how one picks up the habits of those they admire, as Captain Barnes always smoked from a pipe.
After an hour or so, he finished the tale, his pipe and his tea and he set the book aside. Looking out the window he could see that the afternoon was steadily approaching when he heard voices coming from the kitchen. It sounded like the prodigal pain had met a new friend.
He got up from his seat, taking his tea and saucer with him and brought them into the kitchen.
Seeing the young drow being so forward with Cornelius was about the last thing he expected to find. Letting fly with an embarrassed burst of hearty laughter, William quickly apologized.
"Cornelius, Delsenora! I see ye've become acquainted. Don't mind me." He made his way to the basin used for collecting dishes and placed his cup and saucer within.
He turned to leave, catching the awkward expressions. The young woman would never cease to surprise him. A drow fancying a dwarf. He shook his head with a big grin on his face and made his exit and his way back to the sitting room.
Sipping his tea alone in the sitting room, William can't help but cherish these moments. For the first time in quite a long time he felt safe and he felt his companions were safe.
Setting the tea down he picks up a book he found laying around the residence. Just a bit of casual reading really. It had been such a long time since he picked up a book to read, probably since he was aboard the Sea Spirit. He remembered the old adventure stories Captain Barnes would collect from different ports, of course William could only read those from his homeland.
He paused for a few moments to light his pipe. It is strange how one picks up the habits of those they admire, as Captain Barnes always smoked from a pipe.
After an hour or so, he finished the tale, his pipe and his tea and he set the book aside. Looking out the window he could see that the afternoon was steadily approaching when he heard voices coming from the kitchen. It sounded like the prodigal pain had met a new friend.
He got up from his seat, taking his tea and saucer with him and brought them into the kitchen.
Seeing the young drow being so forward with Cornelius was about the last thing he expected to find. Letting fly with an embarrassed burst of hearty laughter, William quickly apologized.
"Cornelius, Delsenora! I see ye've become acquainted. Don't mind me." He made his way to the basin used for collecting dishes and placed his cup and saucer within.
He turned to leave, catching the awkward expressions. The young woman would never cease to surprise him. A drow fancying a dwarf. He shook his head with a big grin on his face and made his exit and his way back to the sitting room.