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Post by ShadowCatJen on Aug 21, 2020 14:44:30 GMT -5
Mynian reads the various reports given then frowns in thought. "So a deeper series o' tunnels beneath tha sewers? Makes sense considerin' thin's 'ave gone unchecked fer so long ..." With a bit of a sigh, she quills a few more notes out. One of them to Gaurdsman Amador.
Mister Grit,
Thank you for your prompt assistance. From the looks of the reports we could stand to send folks back in before these skin changers get away or act further. If we wait around for the Reserves to get it done then these furred blaggarts will be long gone. Let's up the ante.
Me will be offering 5000 of me own coin, divided up between participants, to have these rat-men further chased away and/or stopped. Offer an additional 1000 if they manage to capture one of these rat-men and have them brought back for questioning.
Let's see if the extra incentive brings more to the fray.
In Luck and Death,MC
Mynian Coppehand
P.S. Me would still like to see the silver dagger used in the murder of Guardsman Chan. Let's get that arranged, please.AnvilX Goldilocks |
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Post by AnvilX on Aug 26, 2020 21:20:46 GMT -5
*A plain sealed scroll case is delivered to the offices of Minister Mynian Copperhand with a small slender parchment wrapped package.* *Breaking the seal finds a missive written in small plain lettering* Minister Copperhand, That is most generous of you and appreciated. It will be announced as you have directed. However, I must warn you with that amount of coin, it may draw all types of Riff-Raff and not necessarily the seasoned adventurer this situation appears to require. I will direct the guard of duty to try to weed out any undesirables if possible. On another matter, I had chance to speak with Guardsman Holant who was on guard at the sewers entrance and debriefed some of the adventurers who traveled below. He said that the adventurers reported finding the sewers clean and nothing, with the exception of many rats about. He also indicated that they found a trapdoor hidden within the floor in a back room. That from the trapdoor, they descended into another, much older section of the sewers. It was here that supposedly they encountered by their telling huge rats the size of ponies. Also, they claim that they battled men and women that turned into a hybrid of rat and man, commonly known as were-rats. After his report, I decided to investigate this myself and see if I could collaborate these tales. After entering the sewers, I found them to be clean… too clean. I found some debris and the normal un-pleasantries you would expect to find in such a place, but it was not quite what I expected. To me, it appeared as if someone or something came along and cleaned up or tried to hide something. Unfortunately, I found no evidence of a mass pile of rat corpses, small or large. Nor did I find any trapdoor or were-rats. I did find what may have been some blood mixed in with the waste, but only in small amounts and could have been from anything. I will be directing another Hunt to be issued and will let you know what is found in accordance. As requested, please see the accompanying package. It is appreciated of the prompt return, once your study is complete. Guardsman Grit Amador *Once the parchment is unrolled, within can be found a cleaned fancy, but plain slender silver-knife. It is approximately 10.5 inches long (4.5 inch handle and 6 inch blade). The blade has a slight upswept curve and us single edged, which is surprisingly razor sharp. The handle has a slight inward curve for ease of handling and sure grasp. There is no guard and the overall appearance is of one that could be easily hidden and carried… or…. from a fancy dinner setting to be used on a choice piece of meat at supper.* //Next Rat-Hunt coming soon
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Post by ShadowCatJen on Sept 1, 2020 9:03:07 GMT -5
After Mynian reads the report from Guardsman Grit she takes a moment to look the blade over. There's a light crinkling of her brow and a murmur, " ... still donna explain why silver ... unless it ain't fer tha rat-men?"
Putting the blade back down she quills out a short note that's sent to the Reserves hall, then another to the guards.
Mister Amador,
Thank you again for pursuing this.
Me had a feeling after reading the last reports from the adventurers that our whiskered neighbors below would quickly clean up after themselves and then disperse. Me still be willing to pay to have things thoroughly scouted and possibly chased. Nay be doubting your skills, but maybe another set of eyes can find those entry ways again or track where they had gone.
May need to treat this like rooting out a thieves guild. They obviously do not want they base to be found and the moment it be found they either kill who finds it or scramble into the shadows to reform somewhere else. Keep up enough pressure and they may start to get the notion that the Roar ain't worth they time.
Course there be the worry of what Mister Floki saw. If the drow be involved then this may be more than just a clan of rats just trying to settle under the city and take it over.
Proceed as you have stated. Me can be found in the Great Hall at any time for the rest of this ride to have the funds and the blade collected.
In Luck and Death,
MC
Mynian Copperhand
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Post by Runa Rothgar on Sept 1, 2020 11:29:46 GMT -5
The shady Archer opens the doors to the Great Hall, noting Myn's presence.
"Heya.." A respectable two finger salute flies from her temple as the other hand claims an arrow; impaling a certain rodent.
Leah seems to be snacking on a Rat-ka-bob, skinned , cooked sprinkled with spice and sauce. The Westhavian seems quite skilled in cooking rat as if she done it plenty times before.
Smacking her lips after tearing into some cooked vermin meat she licks her saucy lips as she speaks,
"If you need..-smack chomp-... a sewer dwelling...-crunch lip smack- expert who has some skill in stealth and ...-gulp-... recon..." She thumbs to herself while sucking in a boneless rat tail like it's a noodle.
"I am your girl, representin the Gargoyle! We have our own vermin, but doesn't mean we don't care about the mainland!" Leah thumb prods to herself again with an assured nod.
"I can't finish this.. you want some?" She offers some gourmet rat-ka-bob to the Minister.
(( we can finish more of this in game if you like! Just introducing Leah into the fray!))
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Post by ShadowCatJen on Sept 1, 2020 12:34:29 GMT -5
(( we can finish more of this in game if you like! Just introducing Leah into the fray!)) ((Will have to hit you up in game. Work is too tight for me to fully respond here. I'll be on 6 pm pst today. Maybe a little sooner.)) |
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Post by AnvilX on Sept 1, 2020 18:56:02 GMT -5
A disgruntled guard walks briskly out of the South West Gate of Valkur’s Roar near the caravan, muttering to himself. Looks at the other guard on duty rolls his eyes while shaking his head and proceeds to hang a sign near the gate.
The guard on duty eyes him with a smirk and tries to hide a small snicker “You still afta’ yer make-believe human-rats Joff?” The sign hanger glares at the other guard “Not my make believe were-rats Fred, they belong to Minister Copperhand, shes all in a lather ‘bout them. She may be a look’r but if’n ya ask me shes miss’n a few eggs outa the basket if she believes all those rumors of were-rats. Plent’a rats…. but the size of ponies and walking on two-legs? There always be rumors running wild in the Roar… sheesh! Ya hear the newest one… bout some Crazy rat-slayer call’n herself Rat-ka-Boob? Nah? Let me tell ya what they saying”.
The guard walks over to the other guard and talks quietly with him as a small crowd gathers to read the new posting. A few laughs and jokes go about the crowd, a few look fearful, grip their children and hurry on home others get a greedy gleam to their eyes and itchy palms while others shrug and walk away… all except one. One stands there, silently reading the sign for several moments. Slight and slender in size, hidden by cloak and cowl not portraying who or what they are… if one were to look, all they would notice after a long silence was a small shake to the hooded-head and a slight tremor to the shoulders… was it a shrug or laughter, before they walked away blending into the crowd…..
*** Sewer Cleansing ***
As decreed by Valkur’s Roar Minister of the City Interior, the city will have sanctioned Hunts within the Sewer Proper.
The goal is to cleanse and eradicate all rats and nesting areas found. Besides the privilege of doing ones civic duty, a fee will be provided for proof of extermination ranging from 1- 350 Lions as warranted. In addition to this very generous sum any found items of worth may be kept by the acquirer tax free.
All participants must register and record their name upon entering and exiting the sewers*. A time will be set for entering and exiting. If the participants have not returned by the designated hour, the doors will be locked and any within must wait until the following day for the doors to be unlocked.
All participants will be expected to provide for their own equipment and needs. Furthermore, by participating in this Hunt all individuals acknowledge that they do so on their own free will and Valkur’s Roar will not be held responsible for any liability.
Any wishing to participate in these Hunts shall gather outside of the South Western Gate and await direction by a lawful servant of the city.
These permissions are only granted for the legal sanctioned Hunts specified.
*Next of Kin is also required in case of loss of life
***Addendum ***
RAT HUNT
The Reserve will perform an exploratory search, to make sure of the safety, soundness and accuracy of the sewers. Once they have had chance to give the appropriate reports the Hunts will begin.
As a special incentive to these Hunts Minister Copperhand has offered 5000 Gold Lions to the participants of the Hunt who have destroyed or driven off all rat-men dwelling below in Valkur’s Roar sewers once and for all. In addition she has also offered another 1000 Gold Lions for the live capture of a Rat-Man brought back for questioning.
//Rat hunt to be announced soon
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Post by AnvilX on Sept 7, 2020 19:17:24 GMT -5
The bells in Valkur’s Roar start sounding off in alarm. Gaurds are seen running about scouring the city looking for someone or something.
Later in the day…. the rumors start running amok…. There was a killing, a murder….. in the Great Hall!
An aid was found in the ministers office….. a silver dagger placed between her shoulders… and the minister nowhere to be found….. feared ABDUCTED…. Minister Copperhand is MISSING!!
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Post by Deleted on Sept 7, 2020 21:03:38 GMT -5
Lorren despite her best efforts, had been laid low by an affliction of the blood following her probing of the sewers with Mage Guard Pollyanna, Floki, and Leah. Her first fever-free rest in a tenday was interrupted by the bells, and she sluggishly rose, cleaned herself, and donned armor. Her immediate future was filled with catching up on reports, and fact-finding between any other members of the auxiliary that might be availible.
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Post by Masterbard Alyster Darkharp on Sept 7, 2020 22:04:41 GMT -5
Padrin and Darkharp join forces and scour Suzail asking discretely about possible information related to Mynians visit to Suzail, or where she may have visited while there. The Obscene Ogre staff were paid off for possible information, Maura at the Winking Eye was questioned and also paid for future information. Jimmy the Hand and Cella at the Laughing Lass were questioned (Jimmy was offered business by Alizarin in past trade deals for instrument parts he used to traffic for us) if he provided information that came his way.
Padrin also left a note somewhere near the Lass I will leave that to him to PM to Anvil or Goldie since I do not know what it said.
//We spent from the time Goldie and Anvil logged, until 10pm canvassing Suzail for info.
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Post by DM Grizwald on Sept 7, 2020 22:25:38 GMT -5
Padrin and Darkharp join forces and scour Suzail asking discretely about possible information related to Mynians visit to Suzail, or where she may have visited while there. The Obscene Ogre staff were paid off for possible information, Maura at the Winking Eye was questioned and also paid for future information. Jimmy the Hand and Cella at the Laughing Lass were questioned (Jimmy was offered business by Alizarin in past trade deals for instrument parts he used to traffic for us) if he provided information that came his way. Padrin also left a note somewhere near the Lass I will leave that to him to PM to Anvil or Goldie since I do not know what it said. //We spent from the time Goldie and Anvil logged, until 10pm canvassing Suzail for info. PM Sent |
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Post by DM Grizwald on Sept 7, 2020 22:36:58 GMT -5
*After parting ways with Darkharp, Padrin can be seen scouring the areas outside of Valkurs Roar (around 10:30 central), searching for any signs. Later in the evening, he slips into the Mistwoods to continue his search*
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Post by hexweasel on Sept 8, 2020 1:28:05 GMT -5
*While roaming the streets of Valkur tending to the alley cats and "alley cats" Alia Cielle asks around if anyone has heard any news or gossip about any abductions or changes in activity. Not asking any questions that might get them in trouble with the locals but if they have seen anything out of the ordinary or if they have any concerns for safety*
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Post by AnvilX on Sept 8, 2020 10:40:42 GMT -5
The small boy walks up and rapidly asks the older man “Heya Shmedley… how ya been? Nic’ something? Saw you hide’n behind those crates watching dem guards. You what got ‘em all astir? Whatcha steal this time?”
Shmedley turns from watching the guards walking away, absent mindedly scratching at his bottom…. fleas jumping all about to look at the dirty young boy.
“Been ‘nother kill’n. Don’ roightly know Fredo, could’a been dat Minista Copperhand… dey did mention ‘er. Do know all dem guards are astir, asking questions… not even running me off tho…. I did ‘ear one of ‘em say... something bout a silver knife done the deed. An it being jus’ like da firs’ one. Must be talk’n bout that oth’r guard they found ways back… no matter long as they leave us alone… den again… may jus’ be the excuse ta run us all off… dey always look’n for a reason…. An we always the suspects” *Spits*
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Post by AnvilX on Sept 8, 2020 15:02:25 GMT -5
//OOC – For this Rat-Event… We are not able to turn off the VR Sewers and would not wish to do so in any event because of the players who are not participating in the event, but still wish to adventure in them. So, for anyone involved in this event please RP and assume that the known VR sewers are clear and show signs of a recent cleaning, but no hostiles are there. Further RP and events may occur within the sewers, but only when we are on as DMs and can initiate the process. Thanks for the PMs and everyone’s interest, questions and actions, however any NPC or “Monster” interaction/actions more than likely cant/wont be acknowledged unless approved by us when we are not on the server. This does not mean matters cant be RP’d through PMs/Post with us, but IT does mean if you take actions without our knowledge/involvement ….. they don’t count towards the event. Have fun  |
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Post by AnvilX on Sept 10, 2020 15:26:05 GMT -5
The rumors in Valkur’s Roar are running the gamut about the disappearance of Minister Mynian Copperhand…… from being a serial killer and stealing from the coffers of Valkur’s Roar and possibly fleeing by ship or to the countryside … to the denizens of the sewers whisking her away to the darkness below... or to her even running away with a vampire lover…
All swear that theirs is the truth and anyone listening will have to wonder what will be claimed next…
//Rumors PM’d
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Post by Runa Rothgar on Sept 10, 2020 19:59:18 GMT -5
The Westhavian begins to slip into the cracks of Valkur's Roar. Alley ways, abandoned buildings, and slums seeking out those who are nameless and forgotten.
"Not me.. not Rat-ka-bob.. I won't forget them.." Leah thinks a moment, considering,
"Prolly forget their names though.. can't just remember everyone's names, yah?" The rogue mutters to herself as she locates a few locales.
Leah then begins asking questions around regarding the rumors and what the vagabonds and beggars are scared to talk about,
A few of her questions and assurances would be :
"Listen.. I know Mynian isn't like this, someone is framing her! Someone might be trying to be her.. spooky, yah? This thing could get you too! It's why I gotta help you all!"
She holds up the rat recipe to the folks as he snacks on a bit of Rat jerky,
"Look here!? She is all about the people.. the needy! Why do you think she knows how to make rat recipes? Because she also eats them too! No lavish, noblite snacks from her.. she can't fathom always eating good because the people are starving. " She thumbs to herself, "Just like me.. I eat ka-bob like the rest of yah.." She double bumps a fist to her chest to signify the feels.
"I know you are all scared.. and I'm with yah. If someone is paying me to say something.. I'd prolly say it too.. gotta live, right?"
"Any of you knowing of a figure paying you all to spread rumors against Mynian or Valkur's Roar? Or know who got paid? Just point me the right way.. not gonna hurt em, just wanna talk to em. I know how it is.."
"Most importantly, has any of you folks gone missing? Any one acting strange lately, like they don't know you like they should, or seen anyone getting any daggers in the back? "
"I know no one cares about you all, and I getcha if you gotta take care of yourselves, but helping me, will help you all get out of this 'rat race'.." Leah stifles her smirk, covering her face with a cough to hide her chuckle, "Choking on this jerky.. " She hands some of the rat jerky out.
// OOC: Leah would also give a few coins here and there if need be to get some information as well. She wouldn't hand them out generously as she would believe some might just talk falsely to gain some coin or free eats! She's willing to spend up to a 1000 coins if need be.
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Post by Wylan on Sept 10, 2020 20:19:25 GMT -5
As Leah approached a certain grubby and filth covered Elf, he would glare at her while a crude but obviously jagged and effective shiv appearing in his hand.
"Get tha shite 'way fr'm my spot!" the fallen adventurer would exclaim "Take yer Nobility an' yer (sarcasticly) 'I'm 'ere ta heeeeeelp' rothe shite elsewhere!"
He would move to block off, and defend his corner and meager possessions, still brandishing the crude weapon with menacing intent
"Ya throw coin an' food 't us when 's -convenient- 'r ya needin' s'methin' fr'm us! You ain't no differn' fr'm 'at Copperhand 'er tha other richy-riches 'r nobles! Yer jus' playin' 't bein' one 'f us!" he would then begin to throw gutter...funk...at her until she departed from "his" area.
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Post by Asgardian Grey Hawk on Sept 10, 2020 20:33:13 GMT -5
*A figure can be seen heading to the sewer gates then casting a spell fading from sight*
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Post by Runa Rothgar on Sept 11, 2020 10:24:14 GMT -5
As Leah approached a certain grubby and filth covered Elf, he would glare at her while a crude but obviously jagged and effective shiv appearing in his hand. "Get tha shite 'way fr'm my spot!" the fallen adventurer would exclaim "Take yer Nobility an' yer (sarcasticly) 'I'm 'ere ta heeeeeelp' rothe shite elsewhere!" He would move to block off, and defend his corner and meager possessions, still brandishing the crude weapon with menacing intent "Ya throw coin an' food 't us when 's -convenient- 'r ya needin' s'methin' fr'm us! You ain't no differn' fr'm 'at Copperhand 'er tha other richy-riches 'r nobles! Yer jus' playin' 't bein' one 'f us!" he would then begin to throw gutter...funk...at her until she departed from "his" area. Leah glances over the elf a moment, pretty much dismissing his words after she heard 'get tha shite 'way' "I seen you speak to Alamor from the shadows, you aren't fooling me. And you throw one more thing at me.. my bow will throw something at you. " She waves a dismissive hand at the elf. The Westhavian turns and walks away with a mutter, "Always something fishy about a lazy arse elf who speaks like Alamor." The Archer leaves the 'fallen adventurer' alone from here on out. |
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Post by AnvilX on Sept 11, 2020 13:00:28 GMT -5
Talk and Rumors spreading among the citizens of Valkur’s Roar…..
While walking or working along the docks, some of the talk and rumors going about that may have been heard or taken part of…A slip of a girl, maybe a woman not quite sure… anyway she was seen stealing one of the smaller crafts and sailing away… Aye it was a woman… had blood all over her.. snuck onto one o the ships that was docked… then it sailed soon away afterwards… think she was called the Blue Betsy.. or some such… That’s right a small lil thing she was… slipped onto the Becky-Blue and then stole one of her longboats and silently stole out of the harbor. Well… the way I been hear’n it… that Copperhand… she killed her aid and stole all the funds from Valkur’s Roar…. Boarded a ship and sailed away… Rich woman now…. Wonder if she needs a husband.. Shh… now ya didn’t hear this from me…. Don’t need no Bighter’s at me neck…. But as I heard it…. The Minister ran away with her Vampire Lover… after she let him feed on her aid for their voyage… and they left by ship…. Nope don’t know which one and I aint ask’n … don’t wanna know… Heh… so they saying she be the one who doing all the kill’n… try’n ta hide it all… mak’n it look like she be abducted… that’s what they say’n…. an I think they may be right.. a Thrill Killa Aye another hand… said he was talking ta another hand who knew a hand on the Blue-Balls… and he says… he saw with his own eyes Minster Cooperhand board and sail away… course he also says he was on the Grog at the time… so… She’s guilty… did the killing and took the coin and ran! Nuff said…
I heard it were her sniffing about in things she shouldn’t have… they say sewers come up and grabbed her…. Prolly dead now… never hear from her again…
She’s shark bait by now… stole a dingy she did…. She aint no sailor…. Having a nice chat with Umberlee ‘bout roight now…
Along the streets and shops… some of the talk and rumors going about that may have heard or taken part of…I heard it was them Wild-Elves outa the Mist-Woods…. Pay’n retribution on the broken treaties and deals and… pay-backs
Heard she got an admirer in the Capital… maybe he is also her lover… should check Suzail for her… that where I would lay my coin she be…
Good riddance… bye Lil Miss High and Mighty…
I sure am going to miss her, she was so nice…. Always had a friendly word…
The Minister? Don’t know don’t rightly care neither… ‘nother one come soon enough to fill her shoes…
Cant believe it not her… poor lass… she was kind… saw her walking about daily checking on matters…
Guilty guilty guilty…. All in power are….
Gonna miss that bit o eye’candy pranc’n bout on her walks… perty lass she was… what a shame..
Well what do you expect… power corrupts and she a reaching one…. Looks like it caught up with her…
I hear all the money gone…. Between all the construction and her stealing… the Roar is bankrupt…
Its those new shrines and temples being built… not to mention THAT one that been here… the Roar will be going up in flames… Gods coming down on us… rightly so.. Evil I say… Evil!
No, I don’t believe a word of it she was a common Lady looking out for the common people …
Damn, looks like I will nev’a get me dress…. She was the best ‘round…
I knew it… I could tell jus’ be looking at ‘er… a scheming one… made off with the all the coin…
But, she was so nice… why all the good ones go early…
She were only try’n ta make the Roar more respectable… since the old days when…
Someone needs to check the sewers …. Real good….
Not her… shes a fighter… she’ll be back just watch my words…
While in the slums and among the homeless of Valkur’s Roar…. some of the talk and rumors going about that may have heard or taken part of…She did all the killings for those in the sewers… *makes a sign warding the evil eye* and is down there right now hiding out with them…. Aye it was a woman… had blood all over her.. snuck onto one o the ships that was docked… then it sailed soon away afterwards… think she was called the Blue Betsy.. or some such… that’s wha Fredo says Don’t need no curse coming down on me…. But as I heard it…. The Minsiter ran away with a Vampire… after he fed on her aid… and they left out into the country where he has a tower….. his lover an all. I swear it true on me mothers grave…
Need ta go to the sewers… I hear there is older sewers ‘neath the newer ones, abandoned… sliding doors… secret entrances…. Need ta find ‘em…. Ol No Teeth… said he found em and got lost down there in a maze for days… course he died three years back… so no help there… Well… the way I been hear’n it… that Copperhand… she killed her aid and stole all the funds from Valkur’s Roar…. and is hiding out in the Roar… A woman… and it was Minsta Copperhand… blood all over ‘er… wandering about the back alley’s… I seen ‘er meslf.. me own eyes!... well think it were her… did drink a lot o’rum that night….
Aye I seen her in the slums… peeking in windows and knocking on doors… even leaving packages… wonder what she was really up to…. She’s guilty… did the kill’n and took the coin and ran. Serial kill’a I tell ya does it for the thrill they say….
Nope not her… never going to believe… shes no Kill’a … nice lady… one o’us she is I heard it were her sniffing about in things she shouldn’t have… they say sewers come up and grabbed her….
Its all the construction going on… better leav’n things as it were…. Stirring up trouble it is… that what done it to her…. Sacrificed they say…
They says…. Shmedely knows… he gots the inside scoop…. Says it’s the rats… yep and he would know…
Not the Minister… cant be she brought us food…. Kind lady….
Other rumors are being spread by a former adventurer who has fallen into the bottle and hard times… "Be'cha she 'ad 'is plann't fr'm tha get go! Likely plottin' 'is f'r years!"
"Heard she's w's secretly in a cult 'f tha Lady 'f Misfortune. Stole all 'at coin fer 'er cause!"
"I's swear I's seen't 'er walkin' tha streets an ally ways. She ain't no streetwalker neither, bet she's was plannin' 'er escape route!"
"Ne'er trust no pretty woman wit' power. They ain't nothin' but soul an' coin stealin' succubus's!" |
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Post by Wylan on Sept 11, 2020 15:29:11 GMT -5
With the large influx of donated goods to said fallen adventurer, he's had more than enough for himself. As such, he keeps only what he needs and shares all the rest with the other homeless and hungry people of Valkur's Roar. As well as offering words of encouragement.
"We's in 'is t'gether. An' better ta see 't go ta use rather 'n waste y'all. We's down, but we ain't out. An' I ain't one 'f them 'at's only gunna share when I's wantin' s'methin' fr'm ya."
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Post by styxxbone1 on Sept 11, 2020 22:21:32 GMT -5
*A rumor about Valkurs Roar is spread in Bathwater Berg by a grumpy ol dwarf.*
Ahh Heard the Valkurs Roar collapsed into a swirling, festering abyss of fecund sewer waters, moldy cheese kurds and rat droppings. And there was much rejoicing...
styxx
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Post by malclave on Sept 11, 2020 22:42:10 GMT -5
// I thought for sure styxxbone1 was going to say Mynian had been abducted by pixies |
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Post by DM Grizwald on Sept 12, 2020 10:01:44 GMT -5
*After a thorough search within the sewers Padrin, Ting, Pollyanna, Jamei and Alamor emerge several several hours later. There is ample talk of the sewers' outrageously enormous size and some clear frustration on a few faces. They part ways for a good bath/washing afterwards*
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Post by Runa Rothgar on Sept 12, 2020 11:59:05 GMT -5
After leaving the missing Myn meeting the Westhavian shakes her head,
"People just taking over and start delegating to their friends.. To the Nine with Darkharp and his jaded friends and indebted contacts.. time for me to get work done without bored legendary heros and lazy arse elven Benchlords. Since I didn't get delegated a task, looks like I'll be doing things.. my way; unless Lady Wrenn says other wise."
Leah begins to investigate the slums and alleys looking for a certain a couple names to faces,
"Any of you seen this Shmedely fellow about? If he's got the scoop, I got the bucket.." The Archer thumbs to herself.
"Also, looking for that Fredo fellow who seen this Blue Betsy.. Becky Boat.. or whatever the ships name is."
"Just aim me in the right direction.. yah?"
If Leah musts, she will compensate a few for their time.
((ooc: Leah is harsh :3
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Post by styxxbone1 on Sept 12, 2020 21:39:22 GMT -5
// I thought for sure styxxbone1 was going to say Mynian had been abducted by pixies Nah... The Pixie just pulled the drain plug at the bottom of the sewers. Furin has no idea who this Mynian bugger is. styxx |
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Post by waxl on Sept 13, 2020 16:21:59 GMT -5
Polly spends her night in the alleys of Valkurs Roar, invisible to the naked eye she listens, watches and waits. Occasionally coming out from the unseen to exchange pleasantries with a local hin or two, she manages slip in questions of a fella named Smeadley, and where he could be found.
As morning breaks she delivers a sealed letter to The Keep of The Gargoyles, leaving a nice pouch of coin with the guard at the gate to deliver to one known as Leah.
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Post by saintcroix on Sept 16, 2020 8:53:51 GMT -5
Ting looks forward to hearing Darkharp's tale of how he heroically saved Myn
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Post by AnvilX on Sept 19, 2020 14:30:09 GMT -5
Low whispers begin behind hands that grow louder into rumor… which spreads in Valkur’s Roar…
Originating in the docks…. Spreading to the streets and shops…. Then to the slums and back alleyways…
The Minister Mynian Copperhand, may have been sighted… and in all places Suzail…
Alive NOT dead…. Nor in chains… for the moment little else is known… OR if it is even true… Time will tell....
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Post by ShadowCatJen on Sept 20, 2020 22:48:47 GMT -5
Stepping off the caravan and not even stopping to thank the driver, Mynian walked to the gates pulling her hood off as she went. Ignoring the guard who's jaw started to slack open, she walked up to the nearby notice for the rat hunt. After a short moment, she reached up and tore it down, turned, and shoved it into the hand of the guard.
"Yeh let anyone know tha' tha 'unts now be off. Nay rewards bein' given out. Reserves will 'andle tha rest."
Without waiting for a reply, she left the poor guard standing there. She vaguely thought she heard a "A-aye, Minister." beind her, but it didn't matter.
Walking through the gates, she made eye contact with any who would look in her direction, then give a light nod and smile. There were still slight tell tale signs of the bruising and cuts she received from her captivity, but she didn't hide her face in denial of it.
"Is that the Minister? That's Minister Copperhand, isnt' it?"
"Oy! Oy! Len! Lookit!"
Out of the corner of her eye she saw a couple of kids gawk, point, nod at one another and go running off.
She expected the fuss and it was fine. If what the others told her was correct, the rumblings were going to have the city muttering for rides on end.
"You stole from the treasury! Where's the guards?"
Mynian shook her head with a smile and looked at the older woman with the bent back and brown kerchief around her head, "Ifn me stole from tha treasury why would me set foot back in tha Roar?"
"Cause you -spent- it all!"
"Roit, roit, 'n now me back fer more? Me'd be a pretty dumb thief ta come back ta tha scene o' tha crime, aye?"
A small flash of doubt in the old woman's eyes, "Well... you ... you just watch yourself. I'm gonna go get the guard!"
"You go ahead and do that, Miss Lacy."
She caught the quick double take Ol' Lady Lacy did to her out of the corner of her eye. Mynian didn't know every name of everyone in the city. That would be impossible, but there were a few familiar faces that she'd slowly, but surely, been putting names to.
As she continued to walk, the people in the streets all abuzz, she had more such encounters.
"Aren't you supposed to be with your vampire lover?"
"Whot lover? Me makes clothes fer one, 'n she loves me designs. Keeps me neck from bein' bit, yeh know? But lover? Please."
"They took you off by boat! Me swears they did!"
"Do me look like me got sea legs 'n jus' 'ow much grog were yeh in at tha time?"
"You're just a corrupt official just like the rest of them! You're all stealing from the people!"
"Aye, aye, Mista Clen, we all be terrible awful people 'n hit boxes o' kittens with bags o' puppies 'n should be drug off 'n hung tha lot o' us."
"Oh, thank the Gods, Miss Copperhand, you be alright."
"Me be jus' foin, Miss. Yeh c'n rest easy."
"That tower be the source of evil here, I tell ye!!"
"A--... aye.... Mista Aley.. yeh been sayin' tha fer years. Good ta see yeh too..."
To those who inquired about why she was missing she tells them it was a direct result of the rat hunts and the rat men in the sewers being culled. That she was to be made an example of, but Tymora saw fit that it wouldn't be her end.
Some of the folk she was not able to convince that whatever rumor it was they heard wasn't true. She saw the occasional lost bet being paid off and even a fist fight as two argued over who's theory on her was more correct.
By the time she got to the front of the Great Hall, people were abuzz about her again.
Mynian looked up at the scaffold covered building, a mild frown showing as she saw it. Under her breath she could be heard to utter...
"Time ta get some real soddin' work done."
... and then headed in to the Hall.
//thank you to any and all that participated
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