Chapter One: Running Red.   Posted by The Narrator.Group: 0
The Narrator
 GM, 16 posts
Fri 3 Jun 2016
at 23:58
Chapter One: Running Red
The Bearded Bear has finally quieted down.  Most guests have retired to their homes, or to one of the rooms upstairs.  Tairn is not a town known for it's revels, but the midsummer festival is one of the few times a year the sleepy village wakes up.

Father Rothchild likes to tell his congregation about the significance of the seasons, how their eternal cycle is represented in the vast starry heavens.  How, with their crops sown and preparations for harvest only just begun, spring and summer give us the sustenance to survive bitter winters.

The festival has not properly begun, but those who lived on the outskirts of town have begun to arrive and occupy the town's few inns.  Lev Rivers is among these, and chose the Bearded Bear to rent a room.

It is now quite late into the night.  In the far corner of the tavern an old man, a regular by the name of Dougan, has slumped over for the night with a half filled tankard still in his hand.  Closer to the fireplace a table of three farmhands play a tense game of cards with Mina, the barmaid.

Desbaros still tends bar, though at this point in the night there is not much that needs to be done.  Lve, Rhys, and Grant are among the few remaining guests awake.

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Rhys Stenberg
 player, 6 posts
 OLD Wizardry Type
 P5(1) T4 F0 W0 B3
Sat 4 Jun 2016
at 14:49
Chapter One: Running Red
Rhys sat near the back of the common room of the tavern - a glass of wine sat mostly untouched beside the meal the old man had just finished. The old man picked up the wine and his staff before walking to Dougan's table where he checked the unconscious man for signs of life. He leaned the wooden stick agaist the chair opposite Dougan as he took a moment noted the tankard's contents before looking over the man. Not dead, that's a good sign. Rhys nodded to Desbaros, "Might be best get him onto a cot or home ... seems he's had more than his fair share tonight."
Grant
 player, 3 posts
Sat 4 Jun 2016
at 16:01
Chapter One: Running Red
Grant nodded and moved over to help carry the man. "Do you know where he lives?"
Desbaros Males
 player, 4 posts
Sat 4 Jun 2016
at 16:25
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Desbaros raised his eyes from the bar towards the sounds of the men across the room and grinned sympathetically. "Yes, Old Dougan is perhaps the festival's biggest fan, I'd wager." He rounded the corner of the bar and approached the table. "He'll likely book a room for the whole week when he wakes up, just so he doesn't have to stumble home each night during the celebration. The man is a bear though. Waking him is difficult, and carrying him is near impossible. Too much dead weight once he hits this condition."

Des turned on his heel and entered a back room, emerging again with a pillow and a woolen blanket. It seemed obvious this was not the first time he had dealt with these circumstances, perhaps even keeping these specific items set aside for this specific patron. "I appreciate the assistance, gentlemen, but it might be best to let sleeping men lie for now. I'll check on him again and make sure he is taken care of before I close up for the night." He positioned the unconscious man onto the pillow and covered him as best he could with the blanket.

Desbaros glanced at the table of farmers playing cards with his barmaid. Mina would certainly take care of those men, not to mention their coin purses if they kept gambling with her, so he turned his attention to the other man in the room, as well as the two caring for Dougan. "What about you gentlemen? Can I get you anything?"
Lev Rivers
 player, 8 posts
Sun 5 Jun 2016
at 03:58
Chapter One: Running Red
Lev had pulled up a stool near the fireplace, opposite the side the table of farmers occupied.  A mostly empty mug of beer rested on the floor as he worked.  He'd brought goods to trade with him, and had been busy that afternoon getting the business out of the way.  Nobody would be interested in such things once the festival was underway and even the provisioners he'd known for years turned into the most cautious of coin counters once the revelry had been cleared from thier eyes and they had time to assess the lightness thier purses had taken on during too many long nights spent celebrating.

So he sat by the fire teasing apart the fibers from a length of newly acquired rope and re-braiding them into smaller lines suitable for snares.  It wasn't pressing work, and could have waited until after he'd returned home but there was quiet time to fill tonight, the last he'd see until he was back home he reckoned, and it was an easy task they kept the hands busy.

Lev watched some of the others attend to Dougan but knew well enough it was hardly worth the effort to sort him out more than Desbaros already had.

"I think I'm good for the night."  Lev replied to the barkeep's inquiry.  "Though I suppose if we were the less honest sort it might be an opportune time to continue drinking on old Dougan's tab."  He commented with a chuckle.  "Given he'd have no recollection in the morning and has been talked into more foolish ventures when deep into his mug."
Grant
 player, 4 posts
Sun 5 Jun 2016
at 16:01
Chapter One: Running Red
Grant smiled at Lev and said "Good thing we would never do that, eh?" He chuckled and told the bartender "I'm good, thank you."
Rhys Stenberg
 player, 7 posts
 OLD Wizardry Type
 P5(1) T4 F0 W0 B3
Mon 6 Jun 2016
at 14:49
Chapter One: Running Red
Rhys's remained quiet as the two young men talked, he watched and listened as he often did a trait that Maxen had taught him during their travels. He took a sip of the house wine, while fruity and light the winemaker had managed to make it have a nice peppery finish, and savored it while making a note to find Shayegan and commend him on this particular vintage of wine.
Lev Rivers
 player, 9 posts
Tue 7 Jun 2016
at 08:23
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"Of course not, perish the thought."  Lev replied to Grant with a smirk as he took up and drained the last of his own mug.

"At least not until we're low on coin with a full night of celebration or two remaining to properly usher in this most important time of the year."  The young woodsman added over the rim of his mug, a jesting grin peaking the corners of his mouth.

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Rhys Stenberg
 player, 8 posts
 OLD Wizardry Type
 P5(1) T4 F0 W0 B3
Tue 7 Jun 2016
at 15:30
Chapter One: Running Red
"It also helps bolster profits for the weaker winter season as no one likes to travel in the cold ... well save ratcatchers." Rhys said off handly, he often used the word ratcatcher to refer to adventurers.

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The Narrator
 GM, 17 posts
Thu 9 Jun 2016
at 01:14
Chapter One: Running Red
Since the conclusion the the days business and preliminary celebrations the night had become quiet.  The occasional dog barking or nighttime wanderers have done little to break the silence that has descended over Tairn.

That is, until a woman's scream shatters the stillness.  The voice is that of a young woman, coming through the western windows of the tavern.

Mina's cardgame comes to an abrupt end.  One of the farmhands jumps to his feet with a yelp of surprise.  Mina's face shows similar concern but while her companions ard distracted she begins to pocket much of the money still on the table, whether she had yet won it or not.

Voices of alarm begin to waft through the window, and you all hear the clear splash of someone diving into the river.
Lev Rivers
 player, 10 posts
Thu 9 Jun 2016
at 03:20
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Lev had been taught to always look before he leaped, stepped, or otherwise went forward without knowing exactly what laid ahead.  The wilderness had plenty of dangers in it for the foolish and hasty.  It was a lesson he took to heart, perhaps too much at times.

However he also knew that sometimes a bit of risk had to be taken, the elements of potential harm weighed against each other.

Jumping to his feet he sprinted for the door, swinging it open and pausing to take the briefest of looks into the night before moving at a quick jog in the general direction of the commotion.
Rhys Stenberg
 player, 9 posts
 OLD Wizardry Type
 P5(1) T4 F0 W0 B3
Thu 9 Jun 2016
at 15:39
Chapter One: Running Red
Rhys nods his head slightly and picked up his staff. The old man walks with a measured but swift pace. "So dull town becomes more interesting due to a scream... Ivor would smile," he mutters to himself as he followed after Lev.
Grant
 player, 5 posts
Sat 11 Jun 2016
at 01:56
Chapter One: Running Red
Grant didn't waste a beat, and was racing out the door, beer still in hand.