"If she is selling weapons, wouldn't she sell them to us like anyone else ? I am not sure fully how economics works I am afraid."

The lady takes one of the beers. In American, she continues, "I suggest drinking a beer. The coffee was not intended for you gentleman, and also this tastes good even without milk."

She takes a long drink from her glass. "Let's see. Mister Lund, you asked about the magic weapons. The vampires which I encountered last night were wild, but they were splintered off from a larger community which nests somewhere across the river. If your target has armed vampires once -- well -- I would certainly not risk going to her without a means of defending myself. The nosferatu are not the only creatures in the night who ignore most weapons. If you do not care for such things, I do not care if you go without. I will not be so crass as to tell you men how to defend yourselves."

Looking at Doc, she answers, "Doctor is it? Your math is correct. That is dependent on eliminating the source within one week. I will be here for an additional week afterward, and you may come back at any time to collect your wage."

"Polkatain, I think that you will have adequate time to learn about economics from your companions during this trip. For now, let me just make this clear. Buying out her stock is not sufficient. She might import more or create more, however she does it. She is disrupting commerce and destablizing what passes for a balance of power in this region. Pecos Bandits threaten to turn on each, and our contacts in the Black Market are furious that their sales have dried up. Furthermore, the weapons themselves are -- distasteful."

The lady presses a button on a mini-computer which sits on her side table. A hologram appears over the middle of the breakfast table.


"This is one of the weapons we confiscated. My people call them Ashalimur which does not translate to this language. They take many shapes: clubs, swords, knives, and even arrow heads. You will know them by the ornate runes which are etched into the flat of their blades. You will also know them because if you touch them: they will speak to you."

Anyone with Lore: Magic will recognize the runes without any roll necessary. Any of the elves might recognize the description from old stories told by their grandparents; chance = 100-IQ on D100 roll. Sam and Polk have only an IQ% chance of recognizing it. Ethan doesn't even get that. If someone has a Recognize Weapon Quality skill, you may roll that for additional information which I will share in private message.

Listening to her explanations Nyx remains quiet, but when the Lady in Green powers on the hologram he whistles quietly. Switching to English as she has he remarks, "Do you suspect an off-world source? I recognise those runes from the tales of our ancestors"

11:11, Today: Nyx rolled 77 using 1d100.  Recognise Weapon Quality.
11:12, Today: Nyx rolled 25 using 1d100.  Elven Grandparents.

Doc took a beer and a quick sip, "No ma'am, just Doc. Ain't no doctor, 'cept with my iron." he studied the weapons carefully, paying as much attention to them as he could. "She's makin' talkin' weapons?"




07:47, Today: Doc rolled 57 using 1d100-14.  elven heritage check.

07:47, Today: Doc rolled 57 using 1d100.  recognize weapon quality.(missed it by 2)

Polkitain was well versed in most lores and said, "Do these, do these also need souls ?" Polkitain looked like he didn't want to touch it.

He did however look at it closely.


Sense Evil, Then sense Aura on the weapon.

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Samuel nods at the Green Lady and starts thinking about actually going on this mission. The others seem capable of dealing with these creatures, but his 30 million credit ride most certainly is not.

 Arulas sits pondering for a moment letting everything settle before talking.

Arulas has Lore:Magic so he knows the runes. Further he passed his Recognize Weapon Quality roll
09:14, Today: Sir Arulas rolled 24 using 1d100 ((24)).

The elves do recognize the runes as being the same used in creating runic items of legend.

Polkatain gets nothing from the use of his powers. What has been presented is merely a hologram-copy. The Lady in Green did not bring the actual blade here. At least he can be assured that no supernatural evil is lurking within his range currently.
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The lady answers, "There is an intelligence bound inside each of these weapons. You could call it a soul."

Polkitain shook his head a little bit at what the Lady in Green said about the weapons.

Polkitain looks to Samuel, "Could you manage my money for me. I know your good with that stuff. We might need some things if there are vampires, I could try my best to advise, perhaps we could get someone to advise us what would be best."

"I know my claws and bite should effect them."

Nyx shook his head, though it appeared to be an unconscious gesture. After a moment gathering himself he stubbed out his cigarette and drained his coffee, asking of the Lady in Green, "Do you know anything more of this woman? Any associates, potential customers who may cause as as much trouble as she does when we remove their source of newfound power?"

"So yeah they are low quality Rune Weapons. Not Atlantean or Old Kingdom. Not anywhere that I am familiar with. Low grade steel, unfinished, just plain shoddy. For that reason alone I want these off the market." Arulas just states the facts as he sees them.

Doc nodded towards his brother, "Good point brother." he then turns to Polkitain, "Good you didn't ask me, I'd spend it on booze and women. Arulas, poorly crafted or not, still rune weapons... my guns can kill you if a 5 year old pulls the trigger... in my hands they're precision tools. Point is, I guess, this chick is giving the BIG stuff to a bunch of 5 year olds. Whole area's in trouble if we mess this up."

Polkitain would have blushed but nodded to Doc, "Uhmn that's why I asked Samuel. You are my friend though Doc, someday though. I will have a hoard although right now I have no clue what I would even use it to do."

Polkitain then looked around, "My father imparted rune weapons are bad, how could they make so many though ? It means lots of people are suffering somewhere."

Samuel looks at the horse, smiles, and says, "Sure. I assume you want your share in gold coins though, instead of BMC's. Looks like we have a team here m'Lady. As for techno-wizard weapons, yes, it would be VERY helpful to have some, but in all honesty, putting a water cannon hose connected to a storage bay full of water with a decent enough pump might work better against vampires at short ranges."

Samuel, the modification you mentioned with the water canon would take only a couple of hours of hard work if Sam did it in his shop and took advantage of the river water here in Silver Hill.

The queen listens to the discussion. During a lull, she turns again to one of her helpers and orders, "Bring me cases seven, thirteen, twenty-two, and twenty-four."

"Gentlemen, here are the items you have requested. First, I have prepared a data pad with all of the information we have. This includes all sightings of the new-type weapons which have been discovered by my sources along with the dates and coordinates. This includes every buyer we know. It also includes the coordinates given to us where you will find Glory and a map. I am afraid that I have no further information on the woman herself."

"Next, I have the scroll which I mentioned earlier. This paper is charged with all of the magic required to close a rift. Of course, rifts are unpredictable things, so I cannot make promises. One need not be a mage to invoke this spell, just literate in Elven-Dragonese."

"Third, I have those technowizard weapon which I mentioned. I do expect these returned. A pair of Telekenetic Revolers -- this set is decades old but I had my mechanics rebuild them. The advantage of these is that they may be recharged by either a mage or a psychic."

"Lastly, here are a different set of technowizard armaments. These are new models straight from Arnzo Weapon Manufacturing. They look like three knife grips, but built into each is a jewel. When activated, they produce magic knife blades. The ruby becomes a fire dagger. The aquamarine becomes a water dagger. The third with multiple jewels becomes a light dagger. These weapons do require spellcasting to recharge them after activating, so do not be wasteful with them."

"So gentlemen, how soon can leave?"

Who is carrying what?

Ethan had learned some…interesting things in the last few minutes. He had heard people speak about vampires but figured it was just rumors or at worst, more dimensional beings that just bore a resemblance to the legends of vampires on Earth. “Except everyone is talking about them like they are real and…are hurt by water hoses? Seriously?”

His mind was pondering that and the implied ramifications when the Green Lady displayed a hologram of an archaic weapon with unfamiliar symbols. He had a hard time seeing what all the fuss was about. Even assuming they could cut through anything, if this represented what ‘Glory’ was selling, he failed to see how they could be worth so much concern. “Melee weapons? That’s it? Unless the people wielding them are indestructible and can keep pace with the mobility of modern war machines, it doesn’t matter how deadly their touch is. Just saturate the person swinging them with enough firepower and there goes your problem.”

The elves and dragon on the other hand, currently in the form of a talking horse, seemed to think those swords were a huge problem. They started tossing out the phrase ‘rune weapon’ and he took a second look at the strange writing on the hologram. Ethan had run across Elder Futhark in his history studies but those symbols looked nothing like them. “One more thing to learn about my new normal,” he thought.

Then the Green Lady asked the group if they were ready to leave. That at least was a question he knew the answer to. “I can be ready to leave just as soon as I finish my coffee ma’am,” he says to her. It was the truth, he didn’t have much and most of it was packed on the Behemoth.

Doc grinned, his brother was going to love those revolvers, "Nyx, those revolvers may as well have your name wrote on 'em." Turning, and exposing his face for the first time to the lady, "Get me a case of cigars, and a few bottles of ood whiskey, and I can go quick as the rest are ready. Just need to get my guns."

Samuel takes the data pad and then says, "I can set up a water hose cannon on the behemoth in a couple of hours with spare parts that I already have. I suggest that you guys go buy some water guns, stakes, and whatnot in preparation. Meet at the Behemoth when your done."

Polkitain shooks his mane a bit and liked the feel of that.

"Hmmm, oh well yes gold would be nice. I still don't understand how plastic is worth as much."

"I should be able to sort of work with some of the items if you need me to charge them. Though my own claws should be good. I am willing to carry what needs carrying. Maybe I can even help you Samuel. I can lift heavy things."

Polkitain thought of wearing the revolvers and whinnied at the thought but others needed them more then him.

"Lift heavy things, yes, yes, that will be very useful indeed. I always wanted to have an extra set of very strong arms," he says with a smile on his face.

He heads off to get the fire hose necessary and get to work.

The lady stands after Samuel speaks like he is leaving. "You probably all have things to gather and preparations to make. I think this brings our meeting to a close -- unless anyone else has questions for me."

I will be starting a new thread next, but if anyone does have a question for the Lady in Green or any of her helpers, you may still voice it in this thread. I'll let you know when this thread gets closed.

With no-one else leaping forward, Nyx floated the pair of revolvers and the water knife over to him. He tucked the knife into a spare pouch on his utility belt and studied the two pistols carefully, getting a feel for their heft and balance

Polkitain once again bows to the Lady in Green.

"Someone should take that scroll."

Polk then headed off after Samuel the machine mage.

Doc will grab the fire knife, just in case.