Triolo, City of Galleys.   Posted by GM.Group: 0
Raztec
 The Pretender, 40 posts
 Lizardfolk Cavalier
 Sutler & Bounty Hunter
Thu 10 Nov 2016
at 10:55
Re: Triolo, City of Galleys
"Kiaven! Friend, do you work here?" The Lizardfolk replied with a massive, toothed grin on his face. "I didn't think I'd see you this soon after last time we met! Your arms alright?"
Kiaven Stonehide
 MShepherd, 72 posts
 Strong minotaur barbarian
 Escaped galley slave
Fri 11 Nov 2016
at 08:09
Re: Triolo, City of Galleys
Kiaven stood stock still, having not expected to see Raztec so soon either. After a moment's deliberation, she crossed over to him, not seeing the Veles-sa as a threat. She began to whisper to Raztec, wishing neither the populace at large nor her employer to hear.

"My employer is the roachling, Raztec, not Anacleto. But we were summoned here after a strange incident at the mansion the other night. Perhaps you had heard of it. As for my arms --- they will recover. You are a strong fighter, Raztec, without need for weaponry."

She meant this as a ccompliment; although it might sound backhanded, the minotauress is not capable of such subtleties.

Placeholder --- flashback incoming.
Raztec
 The Pretender, 42 posts
 Lizardfolk Cavalier
 Sutler & Bounty Hunter
Sun 13 Nov 2016
at 20:22
Re: Triolo, City of Galleys
The lizardfolk listens and turns his head to listen to the lips of the minotaur to listen to her whispers. He folded his arms, nodding as he listened intently. "I see. Haha, thank you, Kiaven," he said, giving the minotaur a few jovial slaps on the shoulders.

"It's good to see you again. You weren't so bad yourself, with those arms-like-tree-trunks, maybe we can have a rematch one day, huh...?" He suggested before focusing his attention back on Gackitch and bowing down in a very gentle-man like fashion, raising one of his hands besides him as he lowers through his knees and inclines his back forward to the roachling.

"My apologies, friend, the employer of Kiaven deserves respect of mine," he said, before straightening once more, "The respect of Ocēlōtl Tlāzdaruāuzdarāzdatecatl Bīzqichāngaximuāund, ʋeleʃ-sa̤. Hy зɹ-Lajil mNuria," he rattled off in various titles of two distinct tongues, one a dialect of draconic that was entirely unfamiliar and seemed to neccesitate two tongues (or a split tongue) to pronounce it's sibilants and fricatives. Vowels were stretched out in unexpected places, like a singing teacher might stretch out the vowels to emphasize the length of the note of a songword.

The other was Nurian, too practiced to be natural. Compared to the tongue that came before, it seemed less didactic, less pedantic. But nonetheless, proper. Sterilized, even.

"Though, you may call me Raztec, or by my title of Ocelot," he said, glancing up towards Gackitch.

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GM
 GM, 191 posts
Wed 16 Nov 2016
at 06:44
Re: Triolo, City of Galleys
[Raztec, Spada Quays, Day 1]

Raztec glanced at the people surrounding the kobold, comprised of both kobolds, humans, and a pair of dragonborn always found in close proximity to the merchant. They were not uniform in their dress and ornamentation, though Raztec did notice a few bearing the symbol of Seggotan, either as emblems or the rare tattoo. Raztec recognized the basic representation of the Mharoti sea god's iconography because he had encountered such adherents on his travels along the Nuria shores. Some others bore a peculiar glyph Raztec does not recognize.

After some initial awkwardness and questioning, the kobold merchant gave a nod to his people and Raztec was allowed to hover the periphery of the entourage while one of the other kobolds began a conversation with the lizardfolk. Through this, Raztec learned the kobold mogul is Naquar of Betik, a mineral merchant, one who trades the excess of the Mharoti wealth to great demand in the poorer furred lands across the sea. In return he brings curios such as foodstuff and delicacies and quaint barbarian handicrafts back home so the bored dracorati have some variety to cleanse their palettes and stimulate their ennui.

(OOC: Let me have a Background Sutler check, and you can add Wis to that. You get the feeling this is more than a friendly conversation and the dealings of business have been initiated.)


[Raztec, Spada Quays, Day 2]

Guileon gave Raztec the grand tour, outlining some of the more popular match types, with some note of their contact level and he spoke as if he had some first-hand experience. At the mention of Raztec's interest in only a couple of fights and inquiries on tending to the physical toll of fights, Guileon allowed his demeanor to cool somewhat. He laid forth a blunt but honest evaluation of "the fight business". It took months if not years for any fighter to make it big in the arenas, both large and small. The initial pay is a relative pittance compared to jobs with similar risks of injury, soldiering perhaps depending on the posting. As well, for freelancers, the aftercare is an afterthought that one handles on their own coin and time.

The real money came after a contender has won more than a couple of fights, then patrons start to court champions with better pay, and other potential bonuses, to fight under their banner and sponsorship. Guileon noted, unfortunately the fights are no longer officially supported by the Dukes for decades and Cadua has only reaffirmed this stance. Guileon made clear on the last remark this was a shame and perhaps why Triolo may have charge of the seas, for the most part, but once their men set foot on land, they are often given a lesson by the likes of Valera or Trombei.

Guileon offered hints there are more 'unorthodox' venues Raztec could try for greater gain, but those cater to more bloodthirsty audiences and will not be found in the bright and rowdy rings on the Spada Quays. Failing that, he said Raztec could try a regular match of his choice and he may get some takers for the novelty, but the regular crowd has seen plenty of dragonkin, ahem lizardfolk, sorts before. The newness will wear off quickly.

(Aiming for a summation of these RP encounters to move through my overtime-related stall of this game and better sync up the party. Will continue to answer posts through the week.)
Raztec
 The Pretender, 43 posts
 Lizardfolk Cavalier
 Sutler & Bounty Hunter
Wed 16 Nov 2016
at 21:13
Re: Triolo, City of Galleys
[Raztec, Spada Quays, Day 1]
Raztec taps his scaly cheekbone looking at the kobaldi, attempting to decipher Mharoti cultural mannerisms that signal the initiation of a bargain or a business proposal. In some of the cultures he had encountered, particularly in the jungle villages on the Spice Road, saying "no" was so vicariously shameful, that the asker would avoid sentences that could be construed as requests, as to give the answerer the opportunity to offer aid of their own volition. And in others, requesting aid in itself was shameful, an admittance of dependency.

Depending on what the Khobaldi wanted, Raztec might need to phrase his next words especially carefully...

OOC: Raztec tries to decipher whether he's been offered a business deal.
Background (Sutler): 26 [19 roll + 1 skill + 3 class skill bonus + 3 Wis modifier. NOTE: I'll not forget to add other relevant modifiers to my dice rolls next time.]


[Raztec, Spada Quays, Day 2]
Upon hearing the likelihood that Raztec would not be regarded with any novelty, Raztec nodded, cupping his chin, "What about specialty games...? Something that's not the usual kind of combat found here...? Ever heard of Nurian Waterwrestling?"

He explained the concept of werecrocodiles wrestling each other in Per-Bastet in waist-high water. They would try to hold each other's heads under water until one of them breathed water. Being werecrocodiles, that itself was basically impossible, which is why they were expected to gutpunch each other to force it.

There was also the Gnollish Dance-on-the-Tiles, which was about accepting increasingly foolhardy dares of dancing or acrobatic prowess, preferably when drunk, until one of them slid off.

Maybe that was a way to get novelty back into the game. Especially if people wanted to see a humanoid reptillian who didn't think himself above possible embarassment. Surely, somebody would pay to see a dragonkin-like creature slip and fall?
Gackitch
 Doomedpaladin, 138 posts
 Roachling Witch
 Merchant of "Foodstuffs"
Sun 20 Nov 2016
at 16:40
Re: Triolo, City of Galleys
[Warehouse]

Gackitch is visibly taken aback by Kiaven's friendliness with this stranger. "Whell! Eef Kiaven vowchez fer yoo ai gess ai kent argyoo."

Stepping closer to the little ankylosaurus and reaching out a hand to let it smell. Which it does, furiously, and then sneezes, and then does again. "Yoo saidt thiz littil gai iz a trakker? We mai hav need of juzt sooch a ting! Com in'side, mebee yoo kin halp?"
Raztec
 The Pretender, 44 posts
 Lizardfolk Cavalier
 Sutler & Bounty Hunter
Sun 20 Nov 2016
at 21:16
Re: Triolo, City of Galleys
[Warehouse]

The lizardfolk kept the chain of the creature taut, so it might not barrel forward to pursue the smell it was just given, "It is a tracker-beast, yes, though I'll be honest, this one still learns..." He emphasizes the point by grasping the creature by the shoulder and dragging it on it's stubby feet across the cobblestone road. The motion, especially as performed by the lizardfolk, illustrates just how much weight this creature already lugs around on it's own and how much muscle Raztec has to employ to keep it on task.

Once put back in it's place, the creature lolling it's tongue, the creature just panted. Less like a dog, more like a tusked hog. Upon the offer presented by Gackitch, the lizardfolk nods resolutely, the loose-hanging skin underneath his jaw shaking empathically to the motion.

"I'll gladly help you. Please, lead me inside. Who do you seek tracked? And do you have anything that smells of him...?" He asked, following Gackitch' directions inside. In front, Gackitch, in the middle, Raztec and his reptillian and in the back, quiet Kiaven.

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Gackitch
 Doomedpaladin, 139 posts
 Roachling Witch
 Merchant of "Foodstuffs"
Tue 22 Nov 2016
at 11:05
Re: Triolo, City of Galleys
Gackitch leads everyone back inside to Bastian and the scene of possible crime.
Kiaven Stonehide
 MShepherd, 74 posts
 Strong minotaur barbarian
 Escaped galley slave
Wed 23 Nov 2016
at 07:38
Re: Triolo, City of Galleys
[Warehouse]
Kiaven sniffed the air as she returned into the warehouse. Internal spaces were not her favourite, nor indeed her forte. Still, needs must with this strange master. She nods to the lizardman and his tracker beast, still unsure what to make of him.

[Spada Quays, Day Two]
The minotaur heard someone excitedly discussing a newcomer who wanted to try something from the southern continents. Although this probably didn't mean her ancestral homelands, she stepped forward, free from weapons, for the Water-Wrestling. She had never liked gnolls, after all.
Bastian Alioni
 Hoondatha, 101 posts
Sat 3 Dec 2016
at 18:30
Re: Triolo, City of Galleys
Bastian looked up from his perusal of the scattered documents when he heard noise at the door. He had been hoping for the Anacleto matriarch, or someone sent by her. Instead, he got a shock.

He had a good memory for faces and names. As a merchant, if he couldn't remember a potential customer or supplier and be able to greet them warmly and by name, he was at a severe disadvantage. Still, he took a moment to be certain. Lizardmen bodies were different than human or demihuman ones, and the marking cues were not the same. And it had been years.

But after a moment, he was convinced he was right, that he memory was not playing tricks on him. "Raztec? I know I said I would be happy to see you in Triolo, but I never expected you to actually come." Setting the book on the table he advanced on the lizardman, grinning broadly. "What brings you this far north? I am Bastian Alioni, in case my name has slipped into the dark waters."

Turning to the others, he added, "Raztec and I met years ago when I took an unintended trip to Nuria Natal."
Raztec
 The Pretender, 46 posts
 Lizardfolk Cavalier
 Sutler & Bounty Hunter
Sun 4 Dec 2016
at 12:38
Re: Triolo, City of Galleys
[Warehouse]
Raztec looked up from his perusal of the warehouse stairs when he heard the noise of papers hitting the table. He had been hoping for the Anacleto defaulter, or someone presentative of him. Instead, he got a shock.

Raztec had a good memory for faces and names. As a merchant, if he couldn't remember a potential customer or supplier and be able to greet them warmly and by name, he was at a severe disadvantage. Still, he took a moment to be certain. Human bodies were different than reptillian or anthropomorphic ones, and the marking cues were absent. And it had been years.

But after a moment, he was convinced he was right (because the man called him out, to be fair), that his memory was not playig tricks on him. "Bastian! Old friend, what a place to see you here...!" He said, skipped a few steps on the stairs to catch back up with Gackitch and line up to give Bastian a proper greeting. The lizard-man gives the wayweirding merchant-magician a embrace, chuckling familiar as he does so. [OOC note: Imagine the meeting of Balin and Dwalin in the Hobbit, minus headbutt. A firm, manly embrace.]

He seperates himself, hands briefly on the sides of Bastian's shoulders before Raztec folds his arms and looks towards the rest as Bastian explains their acquiantance. "Unintended is a word for it. So is trip," Raztec mused, thinking back, "Well, you were the one who poisoned my wife's mind with stories of this place or I'd still be in Per-Bastet's mudpools. So thanks for that!" He said in jest and a patting-slap on the fellow merchant's shoulder. "And it seems we're all tangled up once again. Gods' spit, Bastian, the fates have a good sense of humor with you, getting you into trouble like this!"
Gackitch
 Doomedpaladin, 141 posts
 Roachling Witch
 Merchant of "Foodstuffs"
Sun 4 Dec 2016
at 19:56
Re: Triolo, City of Galleys
"Gak! Ev'ywun knoz thiz gai ex'cept fer me!"
Bastian Alioni
 Hoondatha, 102 posts
Thu 8 Dec 2016
at 18:30
Re: Triolo, City of Galleys
"Trouble?" Bastian grinned widely. "I'm not in the least bit of trouble. In fact, I am in the high graces of many who count. Trouble does seem to be wandering in my general area, however. Such as here. But if you're willing to lend a hand, it will find us a rather more difficult ship to take."

His grin faded. "We have something of a mystery here. A friend of mine has disappeared, in a manner I doubt was willing, just before he was to meet with us. It is... troubling. But I am distracting us with my problems. What brings you to Triolo?"
Raztec
 The Pretender, 47 posts
 Lizardfolk Cavalier
 Sutler & Bounty Hunter
Sun 11 Dec 2016
at 23:10
Re: Triolo, City of Galleys
"Difficult ships don't sink, the captains always told me," Raztec replied with a grin, "Or maybe that was 'easy ships don't sink', I'd make a shit sailor either way." He listened and he nodded with understanding, "I see, your friend was Anecleto? My employer would have a word with him about a debt, so, our needs are aligned."

"Though, that didn't exactly bring me to this city. Like I said, your talks about this place has infected the wife with fancies about adventure in human lands, so here I am now, scrapin' by and all that. Not quite as much cracking skulls as in Per-Bastet, except on my own accord," he said, gesturing towards the minotaur in their midst, "Other than the odd minotaur to exchange an asskicking with in with an audience."
Bastian Alioni
 Hoondatha, 103 posts
Sun 11 Dec 2016
at 23:52
Re: Triolo, City of Galleys
Bastian rolled his eyes in amusement. "Why am I not surprised that Anacleto has debts that need collecting? Some things never change, I suppose. Well, as long as there aren't any brass knuckles in dark alleys, I see no reason to worry about it.

"What I do worry about is how he's disappeared. Anacleto is putting on a decent imitation of a powerful mage, when I know for a fact he is nothing of the sort. If you would help us track him down, and suitably punish those who have taken him, you would earn the gratitude of some of the city's rich and powerful."
He grinned. "Better than scraping by collecting debts, eh?"
Raztec
 The Pretender, 48 posts
 Lizardfolk Cavalier
 Sutler & Bounty Hunter
Mon 19 Dec 2016
at 02:06
Re: Triolo, City of Galleys
"As long as gratitude pays the wife's rent, you know? Now tell me all you know about Anacleto. Do you know who arranges his food? Abductions tend to, achem, leave a trail of gastronomic odors. Preferably, I would like to know his previous three meals. Any particular drinks? Was he an alcoholic? Does he smoke regular? Where does he bath? How much time does he spend on a ship?"

The lizard walked around the crime scene, picking at things like books and paperweights and flicking his nails with his tongue. "If you can tell me these things, the more likely it is we can find new trails after the first one dies." He runs his hand over the books in the cupboard for dust and crums of any kind.
Gackitch
 Doomedpaladin, 142 posts
 Roachling Witch
 Merchant of "Foodstuffs"
Tue 20 Dec 2016
at 23:55
Re: Triolo, City of Galleys
Pointing to the high, narrow window inside the office Gackitch says, "Kiaven sah blud up their..."
Raztec
 The Pretender, 49 posts
 Lizardfolk Cavalier
 Sutler & Bounty Hunter
Fri 23 Dec 2016
at 12:18
Re: Triolo, City of Galleys
The lizardfolk skips on three limbs towards the window, dragging his creature along with him. He observes the floor, the wall, for any stains of blood, but also other sources of scents. He flicks out his tongue, observes the glass for greasy handprints. Any indications of struggle. "Did Anecleto strike you as a nervous man in a fight?" He asked, glancing to the others with no judgement.

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Bastian Alioni
 Hoondatha, 104 posts
Sat 24 Dec 2016
at 00:52
Re: Triolo, City of Galleys
Bastian laughed."We'd be the ones trying to hold him back from a fight. He's always one to jump in, whether it's swords or fists that are flying."
Raztec
 The Pretender, 50 posts
 Lizardfolk Cavalier
 Sutler & Bounty Hunter
Sun 25 Dec 2016
at 22:01
Re: Triolo, City of Galleys
The lizardfolk sniffed the air, "Mmm... Explains, I suppose..." he said cryptically, as he drags his creature over and makes the ankylosaur sniff around the spots of blood.
Bastian Alioni
 Hoondatha, 105 posts
Sun 25 Dec 2016
at 22:14
Re: Triolo, City of Galleys
"Explains what?" Bastian asked. He watched the lizardman closely, always interested in seeing people skilled in things that were just vague abstractions to him.
Raztec
 The Pretender, 51 posts
 Lizardfolk Cavalier
 Sutler & Bounty Hunter
Mon 26 Dec 2016
at 11:28
Re: Triolo, City of Galleys
The lizardfolk took some time to consider, tapping his bony chin. "Ever been to the Spada Quays? Do you know why it smells like brine? It's not just because it's close to the ocean, friend. They have to flood the place every few days to wash out the fighters' scent. Not one like me or Stonehide, or Anecleto.

"The young ones who are as much excitement as anxiety. The ones who have no cannot channel their quaking nerves. They are no lesser fighters, at all. I do not judge them. But you can smell they are rookies up close. And Mimi here,"
he gives the ankylosaur a number of harsh slaps on the carapace, "has trained sniffing rookies for years."

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Bastian Alioni
 Hoondatha, 106 posts
Tue 3 Jan 2017
at 07:20
Re: Triolo, City of Galleys
Bastian cocked his head to one side, considering. "I understand what you are saying, but I am uncertain how it relates to our present problem. Are you saying Anacleto sweats so much that he'll be easy to track? If so, I'll never let him forget it. Once we get him back, of course."
Raztec
 The Pretender, 52 posts
 Lizardfolk Cavalier
 Sutler & Bounty Hunter
Wed 4 Jan 2017
at 20:26
Re: Triolo, City of Galleys
"Oh, no, I'm saying that in other kidnap cases, you can smell rookies. But I don't smell it here."
Bastian Alioni
 Hoondatha, 107 posts
Sat 7 Jan 2017
at 13:44
Re: Triolo, City of Galleys
"I agree. Anacelto was an officer in the Tirolan navy. He would not have gone quietly unless he was completely outclassed." Bastian looked around the office, concerned. "That's what worries me. What has he gotten himself into this time?"

((ooc: DM, I think we're done here. Let's move on to the next thing.))