Realms of Dread IC, Chapter One

[ewancummins]

the smithy-



While Threan is in his quarters inspecting his newly purchased suit of clothing [a good fit, the tailors did well], Glim is downstairs reading a book or else maybe puttering about his workshop. It's a few hours yet till tonight's big event, the new Baron's party.

Threan hears a knock at his door, One of the helpers pops in to the room.


''Esteemed cousin.....there are some humans in the shop. They are asking for you by name. These are no city watchmen, cousin. I think they are men of Amn or Calimshan, by their dress and speech.''

[Lord Skybolt]

Threan goes to Glims room and goes in to his room, because Glim is usually so in grossed into what ever he is doing that he just ignores knocks to his door . When he gets his attention he says to Glim:"We have visitors . I think I might need your expertise possibly when I'm talking to them . " With that he goes to meet the visitors . Expecting his brother to meet him their presently, he goes to meet his unexpected guest's .

[ewancummins]

Four men stand in the front part of the shop. Threan can see that all of them are armed with peacebonded swords. They all bear an unfamiliar sigil on their coats, possibly a sword-charter mark such as registered adventurers or mercenaries in Cormyr normally display in public.

One of them, a tall dusky skinned man with a well groomed sandy blond beard, speaks. His accent marks him as a foreigner.

''You would be Master Threan, yes? I'm Agnoldo. I have some questions for you, and I'll make answering them worth your while.''

Agnoldo smiles and digs into his pocket, fishing for something. He pulls forth a chain of polished silver and turquoise.

[Lord Skybolt]

"I'll answer them if I'm able, but my brother may know more, he will be here shortly . "

[ewancummins]

"I'll answer them if I'm able, but my brother may know more, he will be here shortly . "

''Of course. Well then...My associates and I...''

The man gestures towards the silent swordsmen at his back.

''....have been on the trail of a desperate band of fugitives for a long time now. These bastards have slipped away from us more than once, and killed several of our comrades. They even butchered a village full of innocent peasants, apparently just to keep us from learning anything from those poor souls. We know they are now here in this city, only there's a complication. They have joined the city watch. We cannot just arrest them and take them back home to Amn to face the law. You see, Master Threan, these people are dangerous criminals; murderers and bandits. Somehow they've wormed their way into the good graces of the local government. We have heard that you are a clever man, and that you've got friends in the watch. We need your help in bringing these scum-sucking dogs to justice. ''

[Lord Skybolt]

"Well I'm relatively new in town my self . So I don't know if I could help you Or not really, I would have to talk to my brother about it before I could give you an answer . " Looking at the door wondering when his brother should be coming into the room .

[kintire]

Shana wanders out of the front door, smiling at the doorman, one hand a little clenched, as if she was holding an invisible bag. a quick glance at her outfit will reveal that she certainly isn't carrying anything much. She proceeds off down the street, and then slips into a side alley. She glances through the contentss of the safe, trying to find the diary. If successful, she will add that to the "Evidence" pouch, and the rest will go into the "Members Of The Watch Do Not Need To Be Troubled By This" bag for later examination.

With swift steps she catches up with her companions

"Hiya! How did it go? I've had a stroke of luck: I think I've found the victim's diary!"

[ewancummins]

"Well I'm relatively new in town my self . So I don't know if I could help you Or not really, I would have to talk to my brother about it before I could give you an answer . " Looking at the door wondering when his brother should be coming into the room .

Glim enters the room and walks over to join Threan.

'' Talk to me about what?''

Agnoldo smiles and sets silver and turquoise necklace on the counter.

''Well, we'll just leave you two to chat. We'll back back tomorrow, if that's alright. If it comes out that you're sold on helping us bring these brigands in, why I'm sure you can turn a profit out of this matter. Amnite courts pay out hefty bounties for this class of criminal, and the boys and I don't mind sharing. Don't we, lads?''

The other three men nod in agreement.

[Ken of Ghastria]

With swift steps she catches up with her companions

"Hiya! How did it go? I've had a stroke of luck: I think I've found the victim's diary!"

"Shana! There you are," says Blaise happily, before adding softly, "Her diary? Amazing, where did you find that? I didn't learn much, other than that blankets can be effective in combat. Who would have guessed? Rardi and I were walking to the militia headquarters to question that razor-wielding brute -- should we look at the diary there? I've always been reluctant to share information with the law, but, well, that's us at the moment, strange as it sounds."

[steveflam]

" 'Lo Shana. So like Blaise said, we kin keep the diary to ourselves. Share it with tha others later. I wanna go have me some interrogation fun with that dimwitted razor blade toting fool. I'll use magic on 'im to elp us get more infermation. If'n 'e don' talk, we kin get Archedius ta get 'im ta talk" she says with a wink.

[VAN]

When Ino is sure that the boat is heading to Delthrin's house, she smiles and concentrates and teleports back to her room at the inn.

[BigBadQDaddy]

behind the Militia HQ

Alain bids the sergeant adieu and make his way back to the old shell to rendezvous with the others.

[kintire]

Shana grins at Blaise

"Ask no questions, Mr. Militiaman sir, and you'll hear no lies. And congratulations... I thought you... showed up... particularly well in the apprehension of this criminal. I think you should consider sticking with the new uniform as well!"

Shana glances without much interest at the prisoner

"Do what you want with this scum... I'm gonna dive into this diary right away! Old Shell for me!"

[steveflam]

Rardi nods at Shana "Did yer find anything else of interest, or was that all, Shana?" The dwarf asks more or less interested, her mind already focused on the prisoner and what kind of fun they might have with the man.

[ewancummins]

at the Old Shell [ Ino, Ironheart, Alain, Jamethon]


Ironheart and Jamethon have just finished securing their gaggle of prisoners, and have begun to discuss what to do with the men, when Alain comes striding through the door.

Looking about, it's plain to see that there has been a big brawl in the common room: smashed plates and chairs, overturned tables, and a half dozen men who've been beaten black and blue and who are all trussed up like pigs on market day. Ironheart looms above the vanquished rioters, and Jamethon sits at a nearby table, drinking a glass of water. The proprietress wanders the floor cleaning up odd bits of junk.


Upstairs [and out of sight of the rest of you] Ino 'ports into the middle of her room. She is able to make out familiar voices: Ironheart and Jamethon.



at the Militia HQ- [Rardi and Blaise]

Rardi and Blaise arrive at the militia house to find Sergeant Talbot has taken charge of the prisoner whom they had earlier handed over to the watchmen.

Talbot tells two of the gaurds,

''Take this scum down to our filthiest cell and chain him to the wall. ''

The sergeant then turns to face Rardi and Bliase.

''Oh, Rardi Silverhelm! Ah, and you're.....wait, don't tell me...you're ...Redman, right? ''



Blackpillars-


While Delthrin watches, the girl continues to slurp down the tea. After a moment, she sets the empty cup aside on the little drawing table beside her chair. Again, she emits the queer tittering noise.