Amarilde waits for Agnati to finish her speech, at first with confusion and then with impatience. At the end, all the young lady does is give a shrug and says, "I don't know what you are talking about."

It is a strange answer to Agnati's threat. Despite the oracle's sheltered upbringing, the one social group that she had made many contacts with is the class of elderly ladies who can break a noble lady's reputation with a few carefully planted rumours. Agnati named the worst of them. The matriarchs of the city who could crush a second tier noble girl like Amarilde in the blink of an eye, and ruin any chance she would ever have to make a good marriage. But the young lady had just acted as though she did not know these renowned terrors of the city, who at least she didn't care. A very strange response indeed.

Amarilde looks around at all of them. The tall island native and his loyal retainer. The beautiful blonde girl even younger than herself. The sweating dwarf in his toga and his elderly assistant. Even the young half-elf dressed in rough clothes that marked him as coming from the wrong side of the tracks. She asks for a full run-down on what happened in Shadowshore and shakes her head in amazement at the bravery of the party - especially Logan who didn't even know her.

"Thank you to all of you. You have saved my wedding, and in return I want to invite all of you to it! Come to the Toregson Manor in the Champion district at dusk tonight and you can watch me take my vows with my wonderful Soren, and then we will party until the sun comes up!"

"Just one thing though. Please do all take a shower first before coming..."
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Seeing Alohan get his bonus for his job, Celene turns to Amarilde. "Ay, your man did very well, in face of dangers and obstacles! Oh, I expect you would want your dress blessed before the wedding, as tradition demands? Then I suggest you pay this man, who tracked the culprit, and risked his neck and his family for your dress, too", Celene nods towards Logan, "unless we should spend the entire day haggling about it instead? No, don't worry about me too, though, I'm fine, your happiness is my reward in itself," Celene finishes with a smile.

OOC: Let me know if any rolls should accompany this.

Added: oh, sorry, didn't see you last post there. Perhaps this post is inappropriate then? Well, actually it was supposed to be after Alohans bonus, meaning before she heard Angati and Amarildes answer, so it should be ok. And Celene would like to see Logan rewarded a bit for his risks, despite being uninvolved. But you decide, GM?
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"Well..." says Amarilde hesistantly. "I suppose that is fair, as this handsome young man did take the lead in apprehending mister Vark. Very well! Logan? If you come to the wedding tonight I will make sure that you are properly rewarded. I unfortunately have no more coins on me right now, so that is the best I can do."

Alohan steps forward and puts a hand out. He withdraws his purse and retrieves five golden pieces. He flips the coins to Remmi before pulling the string closed. "Let me give de coin. I feel de need to pay dis man for all he did." The native takes his recently acquired purse and tosses it to Logan. The weight of coin in his hand was too much. He didn't come all the way to Sasserine to make a living.

"Now ya can find something nice. Angati, Cleric lady- If ya want de coin, see de Logan." Turning to Remmi, Alohan looks to his current condition.

"I be needin' a bath. And where I be coming from, a bath be more than just scents and water." And with that, Alohan bid farewell.

At Alohans generous gesture, Celene smiles and bows to the islander. "Alohan, you are as generous as you are large. Meant in the very best of ways, I assure you. Just one thing: my name is Celene, and it has been a pleasure meeting you." Looking around, she querries, "we will all see each other again tonight, then?"

Then, if people start drifting apart, she turns to Angati before she leaves. "Sister Angati, I understand your concern for the tailor, and sympathise. I am by no means wealthy, but if he is indeed ruined, as he stated, due to this crime which we were unable to bring to a just end, I would like to help him. I don't know if my meager means can help, or we by some other way can save his business. Should we look into it?"

To the initial discussion about Logan's mom in Shadowshore:
As they walk tot he tailor's shop, Logan mulls it over.  "Maybe you're right.  I can keep my ear to the ground in any case, see if it seems Vark is talking about getting some thugs for anything.  I don't think he's the type, though.

To Amarilde:
Logan blushes, then makes an awkward bow.  It's obvious the young half-elf has no idea how to respond to the upper class.  They are like exotic animals to the rogue: he's heard of them, and perhaps seen them from afar, but never interacted with them up close.  "Um, thank you very much, uh, my lady..."  Logan trails off, unsure of the best way to talk to Miss Vanderboren.  "A reward really isn't necessary, though thank you for the invitation.  I'll ah, be all clean."

Logan catches the coin purse from Alohan, surprised at the heavy weight.  Just like that, as much gold as Logan's ever held in his hand, and so soon after paying off his debts?  Logan's face shows complete shock for a full second before he recovers.  "Alohan, this your payment!  You would have gotten to Vark if I hadn't got there.  You're the one who showed me where all the traps are..."  Logan trailed off as the islander walked away to make his own preparations.

Logan looks to Celene and Angati, not wanting to part with his new-found sources of wealth.  "Maybe we could try tracking down that money-box.  I'm not sure how long we have, though.  Such things are likely to go quick if it's in Shadowshore."

Angati looked at Amarilde for a long while completely confounded. She did not understand, but it was so strange that she felt she had to dig deeper... not only had she not been interested in knowing about who had planned and done this, but she also had not cared about ruining her wedding through the rumours... either that, or she did not know those people.

OOC: Please clarify there if you can, had she not cared about the threat, or had she acted as if she didn't know the people ?..

As Logan and Celene talked about the Tailor, helping him or retrieving his goods she looked at them in surprise... "I think you mistake me... I don't care about that tailor, he didn't even say thanks, no... I just felt it was not correct of Amarilde to do as she did, but I certainly owe nothing to Bronson, if he is not willing to help himself, I am not going to help him, no. This, however... she said signalling at Amarilde as she left... this is something I am willing to dig my nails onto".

She paused noticing that perhaps she hadn't made herself clear "I don't want to ruin that girls wedding, I just wanted to prod her to do the right thing... now, I am really curious... I am thinking perhaps there is really no wedding this afternoon... other than clean... do come armed. It's one of three things: Either she really is that stupid, and in that case I would suppose that someone who has taken the effort to rob a wedding dress will have an easy time finding another way to ruin the wedding... or she is not that stupid, which might explain why she didn't care about the rumours, and might have use of someone like Logan as an escape goat for something during the wedding.. she might even have all this planned with Vanthus".

She chuckled, "There is the third possibility, which is that I am just too paranoid... but... did you see her reaction Kharthach ?, the people I mentioned, are enough to make a grown woman tremble... still... she didnt register it, what do you think ?"

OOC: In case you want to fast forward a bit at this point, Angati would ask the priest, and then she would try to talk with her sister and father, to inform them, and see if they could make a better reading of all these news (green dragon included).

Looking a bit confused at Angati, Celene just shrugs. "Well, I am not well versed within the circles of nobility in this city, but have you considered that this young girl is also not familiar with them, perhaps she is just from out of town too?" Unable to come up with other causes, not really following Angatis line of reasoning, Celenes lets it go.

"But you are right, I misunderstood your motives. I thought you had cause for sympathy with the tailor, and interested in aiding him. But let us just leave it there, then. Of course, we were not the cause of the robbery, and have done what we could by ensuring that Amarilde will not harass him any more about the dress. At least he still has his shop. But perhaps we should report it to the authorities here in Merchant District. I could go by their quarters on the way back."

OOC: Ah-ha, but that's the problem, isn't it? She just looked blank and shrugged. I think your comments to Celene about why this might be capture all the possibilities, but it isn't possible to get any more information right now.



OOC. A trip home to the old manor? Sounds fun. I'll make a separate thread so we can do it in parallel.

The party says their goodbyes and head off in various directions. Logan and Alohan walk one way, and Karthach, Agnati and Celene walk back towards the gondola pier.

OOC: Please describe how your characters spend the next six hours. Most of you now have some cash to spend (well, except for poor old Agnati!), so you can go ahead and buy any minor magical item you have the cash for.

Angati was worried, on their way back, as she was going to give the weapon that Khartach had lent her back to him she asked "Think I can keep this for this afternoon ?... anyway, what do you think of all this Khartach ?... it is too weird, her reactions were a bit off... she didn't call the authorities, she didn't inform her family... a thing like this is a family matter, you know how these weddings go... she kept it all for herself without calling daddy to prepare for the worst or to find her another solution ?". She paused a bit before going on "Anyway... could I ask you if you can please talk at the Shrine so that they don't give me a head ache for going to the wedding ?... will you be going to ?".

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Before their ways separated Angati addressed Celene, "Celene, you did a great job back there... it was you that stopped the man and without any one getting hurt... please excuse an old lady's eccentricities and sleep, meditate or whatever it is you need to do to come to the wedding with those spells ready... I hope I am wrong though and we just enjoy a nice wedding".

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Once in the shrine she would wash thoroughly, find a proper dress (she didn't have anything grand) and find herself a rod or a staff or something that she could use as a weapon without calling for attention if Khartach didnt let her use his rod. (That sound bad)

"Hmm?" says Karthach, thoughtfully. "What do you mean? I didn't spot anything."




Karthach also paused, apparently considering her point. "Well, maybe. But we did sort the problem out for her quickly. Maybe she would have gone back to her family if necessary. As for contacting the authorities, I doubt the merchant district guard could have done much - they don't have the authority to just march into another district without permission you know."



This request brought a smile to the old dwarf's lips. "Sure! I will tell them you are going out on official shrine business this evening - that will give the old gossips something to talk about! But no, I will not be attending. I have no desire to go into the champion district unless I have to. There are too many sad memories waiting for me there..."


OOC: Yes, that does sound bad! I'm going to have to put a mature flag on this game if you keep that up! ;)

Karthach is no keen on letting her borrow the 'stick of knowledge' again at such sort notice, so Angati has to content herself with a walking staff that could also serve as a club if required.

OOC: And this raises an important point people, the character's realise that they can't wear any armour or carry obvious weapons into the manor house. This is a wedding for goodness' sakes! So please describe what concealed weapons they take, if any.

First off, Celene bids Logan and Alohan goodbye until tonight, but adding, as an afterthought to Alohan, "by the way, you keep saying it, but I am no cleric. Only a novice at the temple. So far anyway", she adds with  a almost sad smile. "See you both tonight."

Celene is starting to get a little giddy, at the thought of the grand event of the wedding, that SHE has just been invited to. She has never been to, or imagined, such an occasion before. How should she dress for it, and what are the proper traditions to follow at such an event? Will she make a fool of herself, being just a poor farmers girl, despite the many recent years at the temple?

On the way back, she suggests Angati they go shopping for dresses for the two of them. Celene doesn't own anything but novice garbs. "Sister Angati, would you like to accompany me in buying a dress for this evening? Your own dress is utterly ruined from this days events..." Seeing that Angati may or may not have money for it, she mentions, "Oh, and I got a sum of money earlier this day, that I really don't know what to spend it on anyways. There should be enough for the both of us... And you are welcome too, master Khartack. Unless you need sister Angati to come with you to the temple?"

Whether Angati (and Khartack) wants to go shopping or not, Celene goes and finds a dress, after a visit back to her temple, to make sure that she is able to attend the wedding. She still ponders Magus Eseriels interests and intentions with her and this Vanderboren business, as she goes to the Magus to report on the return of the dress, and whether the lady will go and bless it now.

Assuming she is allowed, she goes for her preparations. She ponders Angatis warning about this evenings event. She decides Angati is just a bit paranoid and strung up from this tough day, but still looks for a small, fine dagger she could conceal in the dress. Hmm, maybe she should start collecting daggers. There are so many fine varieties! And they ARE the favored weapon of the Ruby Sorceress...

For the dress, she goes for something not too fancy - even though something to complement her curvy figure would of course be fine. Maybe a purse, to hide her dagger and a few scrolls, would fit it...

Finally, she goes around the magic shoppes, looking for any intersting items. If nothing else of interest catches her fancy, she decides to invest in another scroll, if there's enough money left. How quickly these money go...

OOC: All the shopping is of course under the assumption that she is NOT able to gain new spells by going back to rest at the temple?? If she can, she does so. If that should take up all the time, she foregoes the dress and just uses her novice dress. A bath is required, no matter what, though :-)

How much was a 1st level scroll, 25 gp, right? And how much is a dress, a purse and an easily conceable dagger?

Edit: okay, no new spells, got it. Fortunately, she not quite exhausted yet :-)

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30gp for a decent dress
2gp for a normal dagger, or 3gp for a curvy serpentine dagger
Yes, 25gp for a first level scroll
Go here for potion costs, http://www.d20pfsrd.com/magic-items/potions, but they are 50 gp for basic first level effects like CLW.

Please don't roleplay the dress buying if Angati agrees to go with you :/
maybe she will have other things to do anyway

Logan starts back walking alongside Alohan, silent, deep in thought.  A hundred thoughts raced through his head.  Is Tessara going to be safe?  Am I going to be safe?  What am I going to wear to this wedding?  The rogue's brow furrowed, and he concentrated on his thoughts, aimlessly following Alohan through the streets.  Finally, he broke the silence.  "Okay, I just have to know.  How can yo give me that much gold like it's nothing, but you live in Shadowshore?  It doesn't make any sense.  If you can be tossing around that much coin, you could certainly afford to live somewhere better."  He glances at the powerfully built man.  "I'll grant you're imposing enough, and you seem to be able to hold your own.  By why there," Logan gestures to the filthy hovels in the city, "When you could live anywhere?"

Angati's head told her that she shouldn't go shopping and should rather prepare, and spend her time doing something else... however, she was just a girl, and passing the opportunity to buy a dress was a bit too much for her... still, it was something that always made her sad, watching the dress on her old body did not really fill her up with joy.

She sighed, "Ok, just a plain one, but then I really need to take a good bath and visit my family.... hmmm and thanks... anyway, let's go, as I came with Khartach I saw a place that was quite nice..."

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OOC: So after shopping she'd go clean up and then go to her family's state.
To the wedding, she'd take a walking stick. She is old, and it would go easily unnoticed.
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Following Angati to the tailor she recommends, Celene is at first more *stunned* at the price of dresses in this city than she was at her first sight of a zombie. She accedes, but insists that a purse, able to contain a dagger and spell scroll comes with the outfit! She also silently praises the gods that Angati insisted on a plain dress, so she should be able to pay both as promised (if she is unable to pay for both, she will forego this expensive one and buy a plain one as Angati).

Realising that she won't be able to afford neither a scroll nor the jewelry that MUST go with this outfit, she goes to visit Nylaria at the theater, if she is there?

She has promised Lylaria a full story of the events following their separation, which she basically gives, with a few censored parts perhaps, ( especially excluding Angatis involvement!). She then asks whether Nylaria perhaps has some fake jewelry that could pass well enough for the real thing, that she could borrow for this evening? Not too gaudy...


OOC: what, no roleplaying our shopping spree? So disappointed :-) Wow, so that's how it is, wasting money on colored cloth.... :-)

Any chance of bargaining for a reduced price of the dress?
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Alohan had been recounting the day's events with Remmi as they made their way back to Shadowshore. They spoke in Nuari, keeping their voice low and minding who was close enough to hear. Logan's approach interrupted Alohan. He listened to the boy, thinking on the words. Despite them sharing a unique experience, Alohan wasn't entirely comfortable filling the man in on his life's story. Not yet at least.

"Remmi and I... We be not from dis city," he began, stating the obvious. "We be stayin' in Shadowshore by me own request. Only de gods be knowing- may we be moving sometime in de future. For now, I be wanting to start my search in dis Shadowshore. Experience de world outside of me own." Alohan had hoped he answered the question, but remained just cryptic enough to hide his intentions.

"And de shiny coins ya peoples' value very much-" he begins, gesturing to Logan's purse. "My peoples find dis concept amusing. I am only now comin' ta grips with de power of coin. How it corrupts. How it be controlin'. How it force a man ta do dings he not wantin' ta do. Dis Vark, be an example of dis. Da man wasn't born a.. a slave to de coin but he be growin' into one."

Alohan sighed and continued to walk, only half aware of how poorly he looked and how worse he smelled.

OOC: If you'd brought Bronson's cash back then he would've helped you out, but you didn't so he won't.

30gp = "Your dress is divine my dear!"
10gp = "<sniff> I see that Amarilde condescended to invite her country relations to her wedding. How good of her to remember the less well off."
< 10gp = "Ye gods! What is that sackcloth she is wearing?"

Price taken from the pathfinder standard rules for a courtesan 'costume'. I think that our modern senses are dulled to the relative cost of things back in ye olde days. They couldn't just get all their shit made in China like we do you know!

OOC: Ahhh! I have to put my foot down here. For goodness sakes', no more roleplaying about dresses and you know that damn well includes accessories as well.

<sigh>

She gets a purse of appropriate size and design for dagger and scroll concealment, and also borrows some costume jewellery from Nylaria. Assuming she buys the 30 gp dress she looks amazing and that is all I want to say about that.

Logan grunts at the islander's response.  "Well, there's a difference between being a slave to the coin and being able to afford to live somewhere where you aren't at risk of a shiv to your kidneys.  But it seems you can defend yourself well enough."  Logan looks down at himself.  "Speaking of coin, I should probably find something to wear to this wedding.  See you tonight?"

Logan departed, looking for a relatively cheap but suitable outfit to wear that evening.

Just one more thing for Celene: she takes the opportunity to gather whatever news or rumours about the Vanderborens (espcially Vanthus), Toregsons and the wedding is abound. Especially with Nylaria and Celenes relations at the temple.

Let me know if any rolls are needed.
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Alohan's preparation for the night's festivities began with a bath yet the water provided for him deep in Shadowshore smelled worse than he. Remmi returned to their apartment with a bowl of foul smelling sludge that he was expected to wash in. It wouldn't do, leaving him only one option. With Remmi in tow -and a bar of his isle's ash soap- Alohan went to the nearest shore and dove into the water. It was here, -hopefully- Alohan found clean, fresh, sea water to help him wash the muck off his ebony skin.

Afterward, Alohan took his 5 gold to a tailor. His current cloth covering his genitals had been soiled. It was quite disgusting, and not for more obvious reasons. As he casually strolled Sasserine, the Native looked for a leatherworker capable of covering his manhood but still making himself presentable. Perhaps, if Alohan was feeling wild, he'd try a shirt.

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Spendin' dat Monies: Alright, I need a presentable loincloth with matching vest. Very little clothing but still enough to wear to a wedding. Next, Alohan wants to find some more paints for his body. Lets say Alohan brought with him a deep red from his isles but he is looking for more colors to increase his manly display.

Alohan finds a patch of water between the shore and Parrot Island that is free flowing and clear of recognisable raw sewage - that is about as good as it gets in Shadowshore since it is downstream of the other districts. The native warrior is successful in cleaning himself up and improving his smell.

OOC: Woah. He must really want to make a good impression if he is going to put a shirt/vest on!

O-kay. His loins are now girded and he is wearing a matching loin cloth and vest set (?!) with a collection of multi-coloured paints underneath. If that doesn't get the bridesmaids' attention, nothing will. Subtract the 5gp from your character sheet.
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Thread now closed, see you in 0G.

OOC: Well, strictly speaking you don't have the local knowledge skill so this isn't something you can take a check for, but of course you can ask the NPC's you know and they can make checks for you.

Celene's sources at the temple don't know anything, but Nylaria is a little more useful although she appears to preoccupied with something else while Celene is visiting. The ample bosomed operista says that she has heard about Vanthus. Apparently he came back from his Alphatian military school a couple of months ago and has established a reputation for being a bit of a bad boy. ("Drinking, gambling, whoring, you know what I mean," she pauses and looks Celene up and down. "Hmm. Well, actually you probably DON'T know what I mean!") She knows of the Toregson only tangentially. ("They don't come to the opera," she sniffs. "Aparently they prefer to visit the arena.") So she isn't much help there.